Du mocked the wind like a fish in his throat, "The emperor ......"

"I'll tell you why."

The Empress's eyes were half-open, and her gaze swept lightly from one side of the hall to the other, grazing contemptuously over every courtier who stood here.

"If it was a man-made disaster, I had already made concessions in order to protect the people of Chang'an, retreated from Chang'an to Luoyang, and now I am thinking about going to Jinling and Lin'an...... Retreat again and again, when will it end? ”

The courtiers bowed their heads slightly.

Sun You snorted coldly, "If it is a natural disaster, then it is a test given to me by the Heavenly Dao, if he wants to stir up calamity on the earth, where can I flee?" If God really abandons my Great Zhou subjects, what does it matter if the capital is moved or not......"

Everyone immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty to Sun Youwei repeatedly.

"In short, I will stay in Luoyang and not go anywhere." Sun Youwei stretched out his hand towards Fuguang, who immediately turned around and helped the empress to stand up.

She looked at the seven or eight people kneeling at the moment, and waved her sleeves in disgust.

"There's no way, just find a way."

In the second half of the night, everyone in the Taichu Palace was still discussing the method, and the resistance to the Spirit River was nothing more than two parts, one was whether it could sink again before it really took off; The second is how to resist once the Spirit River really floods.

For the former question, everyone didn't discuss it for too long, because Old Madam Feng had already given the answer early in the morning - the method of the Holy Ancestor sinking into the river four hundred years ago was no longer feasible.

As for why it didn't work, Du Weifeng did not explain.

As for the defense of the Spirit River...... Although everyone has no experience, there are only two ways to control water in the past, one is to build a dam with a horizontal embankment, and the other is to channel and drain the water.

Feng Yan was a little sleepy just sitting there, and there wasn't much interest in the topics she was discussing tonight.

Although Sun Youwei behind the bead curtain looked like she was asleep, Feng Yan knew that the empress did not. She was sober and half-lying on the couch, maybe her eyes were closed or not, but Sun Youwei's attention was always clearly directed to the courtier's side.

Feng Yan lowered her eyes, among the people she had seen, there was no one with such vigorous energy as Sun Youwei, who could still firmly grasp the authority in her old age, so that she would never be left behind.

But there is always a day when people will die.

Who will be the successor of the Great Zhou at that time?

There is no real power minister in the court, and Sun Youwei has never shown a preference for a "successor" to any child, and her amazing longevity makes her have to face the sorrow of her children going away first, and now in addition to the eldest princess, another royal family who is quite favored by the Holy Family is in Jinling.

The old prince would come to the capital every year to meet him, and earlier he would bring his favorite little grandson with him, but then he was the only one who came. It is said that it was because his grandson accidentally contracted a serious disease, and after recovery, he was still weak and sick, and he did not dare to take his children out with him again.

This royal account...... It's bumpy enough.

"Childe, what do you think?" Chen Ming's voice pulled Feng Yan back from her fugue.

She raised her eyes to look at Chen Ming, not knowing what to say for a while.

"It's okay to leave this kind of thing to the Ministry of Works," Wei Xingzhen said on the side, "rashly invite Old Madam Feng down from Liufu Garden, not to mention what practical effect it can bring, if you delay what Old Madam does on the mountain, I'm afraid the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Feng Yan listened to Wei Xingzhen's words and roughly understood.

She said in a low voice, "If Lord Chen thinks that there is something that he is not sure about, just order someone to send a letter to the Six Fu Garden, and she will reply." My aunt has her own set of arrangements in case of trouble, and even if you go to invite it, you may not be able to invite it. ”

Chen Ming stroked his beard, "...... like this"

Feng Yan glanced sideways at Wei Xingzhen - thank you for breaking the siege.

Wei Xingzhen looked ahead and smiled.

This scene originally fell in the eyes of Yin Shiyun not far away.

Yin Shiyun suddenly felt a bitterness in his heart, as if he was extremely tired in an instant-Feng Yan's expression was very familiar to him, several summer nights spent on Daizong Mountain, Feng Yan secretly went to the mountains and forests with him under the pretext of going to Si Tiantai to visit his master.

The two of them were very happy, and they completely forgot about the confession during the conversation and laughter, until they were asked by the Li family afterwards, and they also talked in front of the Li family in this way, giving each other clues in the conversation with each other, and weaving a set of rhetoric to deal with the elders on the spot.

The last time she sat opposite Feng Yan in the crowd like this was at the summer banquet, when she and Wei Xingzhen were still respectful to each other, and after she refused Cen Lingju's marriage, Feng Yan's expression was also depressed......

It's only been two months......

Ah Yan, did you change your mind?

Yin Shiyun stared at Feng Yan unconsciously, until she noticed this gaze and also looked over to her side.

Yin Shiyun didn't dodge, he looked straight at Feng Yan with questions and puzzles in his eyes...... Maybe there is a little bit of pleading, the two have exchanged so many secrets and poured out so many hearts when they were young, he knows that Feng Yan can see his pain and determination, he doesn't have to say anything, Feng Yan will understand everything.

However, Feng Yan's gaze only stopped on him briefly and briskly, and then quickly looked away.

He had seen anger and disappointment in himself in Feng Yan's eyes, and he only felt anxious at that time, looking forward to explaining everything to Feng Yan one day......

But at this moment, Yin Shiyun suddenly realized that some things might really not go back-because Feng Yan's gaze was polite and indifferent, like a stranger.

“…… Lord Yin? Du Weifeng looked over with some concern, "Are you okay, your face is ......?"

Everyone looked sideways at Yin Shiyun, his cheeks were pale, and his eyes were heavy.

Yin Shiyun shook his head and said in a low voice, "These two days...... I'm too busy, I haven't rested well, Du Tianshi don't worry, I'm fine, please continue. ”

Du Weifeng continued, "The matter of Linghe is one thing, and the next step is not to take the martyrs lightly. Lord Wei and I have recently done some covert investigation on the previous attack on Miss Feng Fuqi outside the city, and we have indeed found some clues. ”

Ji Ran, who had never spoken nearby, pricked up his ears, "Are you sure it was the martyr who did it?" ”

"Ninety percent sure." Du mocked the wind and said in a low voice, "In the early years, there was a blind musician among the martyrs, famous for playing the Yueqin, in the eleventh year of Tianfu, there were more than a dozen murders related to him in Lingnan, this person used a smoke puppet, often haunted with a teenager, and is still on Taohuawei's wanted list. ”

"What's the name of this musician?" Ji Ran asked.

"Kuanglu." Du Weifeng replied.

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