The princess's familiar beautiful face added some banter.

More beautiful than the previous dignified and solemn look.

It's vaguely weird.

"With only five hundred guards, how can I break through the defense line of the forbidden army and enter the palace, all the adults think I am a fool?"

The ministers looked at each other, puzzled for a moment.

"But the five hundred princesses' guards are still outside the palace gate, how can the princess explain ......?"

Song Qingci smiled, "It's just a trick to make the traitorous ministers around my father jealous." ”

In front of the monk, don't scold the bald donkey.

The word "traitorous minister" provoked anger in the hearts of the ministers.

Someone said excitedly: "Even if the princess doesn't plan to lead the army into the palace, can you say something like 'Qingjun's side' casually?" The public presided over the sword and entered the palace, which means that who is the 'traitor' on the king's side?! ”

The ministers were indignant and angry.

Without any scruples, it was the most noble princess of Da Zhou who questioned them.

Also, they even dare to ask the emperor on weekdays, what is a mere princess?

Song Qingci suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her father gave her an extraordinary reward, and he always told her not to be publicized-

lest the ministers of the former dynasty be unhappy when they hear it.

The old emperor when he was young was very controlled by these civil officials, and now he is a little better when he is old.

Now that I think about it, it is precisely because of this that the aftermath of the old emperor's death will be cleared so quickly, and it will not be able to shade his only few biological daughters in the slightest.

Song Qingci slowly brushed his sleeves and got up, the goose-yellow cicada wing yarn was as soft as a cloud, and a fragrant breeze blew through.

"Are you waiting?"

The princess smiled skillfully, but what came out of her mouth was-for-tat, "Could it be that by the side of my father, you are the only courtier?" ”

She is a young junior, she is so rude!

The ministers were about to fight back angrily, when the old emperor suddenly poured a basin of cold water on him.

He pointed to the blue brick floor on the side of the hall, on which there was a pool of fresh blood, "A second-class medicine boy from the Tai Hospital put unclean things in the medicine, which is suspected of poisoning. ”

At that time, Song Qingci cried profusely, and the emperor became more and more anxious, thinking that she had been greatly wronged.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly raised her sword and stabbed at the medicine boy standing behind the imperial doctor, but fortunately, the sword was hung in the boudoir for decoration, and it was not opened, but only stabbed into an inch.

The emperor was very frightened at that time, and the medicine boy trembled like chaff.

He thought that the princess must have mastered the evidence, and under the fright, he confided in the truth about the poisoning, and the emperor understood why Song Qingci entered the palace today.

Chi Jianghui, the chief supervisor of the Funing Palace, stepped forward and said, "The Imperial Doctor has experienced the emperor's medicine, and there are indeed things in it that damage the dragon's body. If the princess hadn't discovered it in time, this person would have been promoted from a second-class medicine boy to a first-class medicine boy next month. ”

The first-class medicine child of Tai Hospital is equivalent to a trainee Tai Doctor, with an official rank of seven grades, and is qualified to independently prescribe and select medicinal materials.

At that time, it will only be more convenient for him to poison the emperor's medicine.

The ministers sweated.

It turned out that the princess's so-called "traitorous minister" was the medical officer of the inner palace, and they really didn't expect it.

Someone poisoned the emperor's medicine, but it was not deadly.

No one in the inner palace found out about this matter, but the princess who had married out of the palace found out, and led the army into the palace with a sword to kill people......

No matter how you think about it, this matter is full of doubts.

The civil servants have always been able to pick and choose, and soon thought of this weight, and prepared to throw their swords at the princess.

Who would have thought that Song Qingci was anti-guest-oriented, and sneered: "You adults don't care about the loss of your father's dragon body, but you are interested in staring at my little mistake, don't you know that you have already served the new monarch?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers were clogged.

"Heart-wrenching words!"

The gray-bearded old minister pointed at Song Qingci, trembling all over, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

……

At the moment, inside the princess's mansion.

As soon as Shen Yulin came back, he noticed that the atmosphere in the mansion was strange.

Everyone saw the princess running with her sword and five hundred guards into the palace, but no one has come back until now.

On the contrary, the horse who went to the Shen Mansion early in the morning came back.

Half an hour ago, Shen Yulin waited for the news that Shen Zeguang had brought back from the palace, and none of Princess Roujia's five hundred personal guards had entered the palace.

She carried a sword into the palace and stabbed a medicine boy who poisoned the emperor, not only was she not blamed, but the emperor was greatly relieved, saying that she was extremely filial.

The civil official team of the Great Zhou Dynasty has suffered such a tragic defeat for the second time since the beginning of the dynasty -

The last time was when Song Qingci was just born, as the first son of the emperor, she won the honor of announcing to the world.

It's just a princess, and it's not a prince, what is there to tell the world?

At that time, the civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty rioted, and some people even asked the emperor to uphold the rules of his ancestors, but he did not stop the emperor's fatherly heart for his "big nan".

To be the most favored princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Shen Yulin is not honored.

If he could, he would rather never enter the palace in his life, never-

was favored by the most favored princess of Da Zhou.

"Colt."

The little yellow door sent by the palace came in and said, "The princess will stay in the Funing Hall tonight, and let the villain come back to tell the horse." ”

Funing Temple?

Shen Yulin smiled dumbly.

She wants to sleep in the old emperor's bedroom?

Shen Yulin suddenly felt that he didn't know this princess and lady at all.

It's not surprising that the number of times the two of them have been alone in the six months since they got married can be counted on one finger, and most of the time he has taken turns staying in the many concubines' rooms—

Since she is so virtuous and takes concubines for him, even if he has no interest in those concubines, he has to give her this face to sit in the floating courtyard.

He only has a very general impression of her, the ultimate beauty, the ultimate dignified manners, and the extravagance.

If she wasn't born a princess, she should be the golden-bodied Bodhisattva in the temple.

Even if she obeys his words and is like a good wife everywhere, she is cold.

It's boring and tight.

She's having fun today.

Xiao Huangmen lowered his head and raised his eyes slightly to look at the head.

The young and handsome horse sat diagonally on the couch, and the corner of the plain white silk robe was embroidered with green bamboo leaves, covering the slender and straight black green boots.

Looking up, the corners of his pale red lips hooked up a smile, "Your Majesty has good intentions, so I will personally enter the palace to take the princess home." ”

How did he know that it was the emperor who made him come to Tongyu, not the princess?

In an instant, all kinds of rumors about the fame and unusual intelligence of this young colt flashed through his mind.

Little Yellow Gate hung his head quickly.

He remembered the most widely circulated rumors about the colt—

It is said that he should not have been a colt.