Great Wei, Mingde Palace.

The July heat is hot.

The chief manager came in with the palace people and brought the ice basin, and cautiously glanced at Shen Huaizhou who was sitting on the imperial table.

"The royal husband didn't sleep well yesterday, otherwise he will sleep for a while?"

The dust in his hand swayed slightly as he walked, and when he came to the front of the palace, he looked at the tired folds on the desk.

followed the fold again and glanced at the letter from his emperor.

"The emperor went to the state banquet, I'm afraid it's too late to write a letter, and the emperor doesn't need to worry."

Shen Huaizhou's slender fingertips rubbed the letter paper slightly.

"The three provinces of politics have been slacking off recently, and they are ordered to go down, let them wake up and control the government more."

The chief steward hunched his waist, answered, and stepped back to pass the order.

The emperor likes to run around, and the emperor's husband is very knowledgeable, and now he supervises the town to guard the court, and it can be seen at a glance whether the court is doing practical things.

Recently, I heard that Lord Shen and Fang Qian's kid did a very good job of selling land together.

The emperor will definitely be happy when he returns.

He walked out of the hall, and Shen Huaizhou showed a tired look.

He rubbed his aching head, and his warm eyebrows were worried.

Since Liuyu ascended the throne, once something big happened to her, he was haggard and unhappy.

The disappearance of the first battle of Vajin was a nightmare.

The same was true on the day when the death knell was sounded in the First World War.

He felt that something was on his mind when he fell asleep last night, and he had been sweating all night.

He glanced at the letter paper, the jade letter, which had always been a letter every three days.

Just go to Xiliang to tell everything.

Now, after ten days, he is really at peace in his heart.

"See Lord Xiao Song."

The palace man guarding the door outside knelt on the ground, interrupting Shen Huaizhou's thoughts, he raised his head, his eyelids jumped, and he stood up from the imperial case.

The black-haired young man strode in, kneeling on the ground with the Nine Heavens Sword.

"The emperor took Dayue, the Xiliang army guarded Kyoto, and the Dayue Wenchen elected the emperor and ascended the throne soon."

What the!

Shen Huaizhou didn't see the surprise, and hurriedly said:

"What happened to Ruyu?"

Song Yanzhi stared at the Great Wei Totem on his palace uniform and said in a deep voice:

"The new emperor of Dayue sent 100,000 protector troops to encircle and suppress, and Great Wei narrowly won,"

Lakh!

Shen Huaizhou's body shook for a moment.

Ruyu must have been injured.

I'm afraid it's a very serious injury.

Otherwise, the faith will not be broken.

It must have been unconscious, so the Suzaku Army was dispatched and the news was transmitted.

Song Yanzhi didn't seem to see the panic in his eyes, he lowered his head and said:

"Please ask the imperial husband to issue an order, and the quasi-ministers will go out of Beijing and go to Dayue."

Only the three provinces of Zhengsan's appointment can make the order of the Chinese minister in Beijing, but this big news cannot be known to the three provinces at all.

"Please ask the imperial husband to issue an order, and the quasi-ministers will go out of Beijing and go to Dayue."

Again.

And it came from outside the temple gate.

Mo Wei was dressed in a general's tiger robe, and knelt on the ground with his fists clenched.

Song Yanzhi glanced at him.

and even planted spies in his army.

Mo Wei glared back at him.

What, not convinced?

Shen Huaizhou was so confused that he didn't look at them at all.

He frowned slightly, pacing back and forth in the hall to calm his mind.

The hem of the moon-white palace clothes swayed with the walk, and the big Wei Jiruitu woven with gold on it flowed faintly, flickering bright and dark.

"Who's the message?" He asked.

"The commander of the Xiaowu Army."

"What happened to the emperor?"

"Not reported."

If it is not reported, it is concealed.

No way.

Shen Huaizhou's footsteps paused.

The hem of the garment slowly calmed down.

"The palace will follow the emperor and take the emperor back to Beijing."

Song Yanzhi's face was slightly surprised.

Mo Yi said bluntly:

"The emperor asked the imperial husband to sit in the court, so don't go and make trouble."

He stood up and took the initiative to ask:

"With subordinates accompanying the emperor and protecting the emperor, the emperor can rest assured."

Song Yanzhi also stood up with his sword.

"The Great Wei court must not be chaotic, the imperial husband is in Beijing, just wait for the news."

Shen Huaizhou's eyes were complicated.

This is no longer the case.

With his identity, he has a heavy burden of responsibility, and he can't be as comfortable as in the past.

He sighed in his heart, walked to the imperial case, and picked up the golden treasure seal.

"If Liuyu is fine, according to her temperament, I am afraid that she will ascend the throne in Dayue, and Dawei is far away from Dayue, so let her return to Beijing as soon as possible."

She has always been ambitious.

Wenchen will support her as emperor, and Liuyu will not let go of this opportunity.

The two people below the royal case quickly knelt down.

"Yes—"

Mo Zhi's mouth was sweet, and he added another sentence.

"The emperor's spirit is not very good, pay attention to rest, and his subordinates retreat first."

Shen Huaizhou waved his hand, which was a response.

Out of the temple gate.

Song Yanzhi glanced at him.

"Self-inflicted."

Mo Yidang didn't hear it.

"Lord Xiao Song ran to Dayue with his eyes, and I didn't see the emperor rewarding you, so why bother to be sentimental."

And he said:

"Sooner or later, you will stop your thoughts, don't think about going to the emperor all day long."

Song Yanzhi instantly drew his sword out of the sheath.

Mo Yi is not easy to mess with, the scabbard is withdrawn, and the sword is immediately drawn.

"You kid wants to fight, don't you, this commander is not afraid of you."

"You're looking for death."

The chief manager of the Mingde Hall was sweating profusely and hurriedly ran over.

"Two adults, don't fight, the palace is heavy, and the rules are messed up."

He thought to himself, the young man is short-tempered and a military general.

Fortunately, the emperor didn't have that mind, if he had, the harem would not be overturned in the future.

The harem mothers of the previous dynasties, even if they don't like each other, they will be kind on the surface and say to their sisters and sisters.

If this man's family competes for favor, it is estimated that they will be like the two of them, and they will be beaten directly.

His body trembled.

It's better to be your own royal husband.

Gentle and courteous, elegant and gentlemanly style, atmospheric.

His old face was pleased.

The emperor's vision is good.

Looking at the two people who were in full swing, he hurried into the hall.

"Imperial husband, the two adults are fighting, you come out and take care of it."

He shouted in a shrill voice, and the sound of swords outside the door suddenly stopped.

His little eyes glanced at it, and he brushed the dust.

Hum.

Sure enough, only the emperor can shock you.

Mo retracted the sword and returned it to the sheath.

"Don't worry about your kid, this commander will rush to Dayue, and I will fight next time."

"Get out."

......

Da Yue, Chengming Palace.

Su Liuyu kept her injuries in a low-key manner and didn't see outsiders.

But the situation on the outside is really well understood.

After being in a coma for half a month, Da Yue was indeed in chaos.

The prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty was seriously injured, the envoys of the various countries suffered heavy casualties, the queen mother was pressed into the prison by Jiang Yanwan, and the Xiliang army guarded Kyoto to prevent the princes' internal strife.

The Dayue Wenchen strongly recommended the new emperor to the throne, intending to stabilize the vassal states as soon as possible.

In the past few days, Su Liuyu has also figured out the situation in Dayue.

Although the surface scenery of the Dayue Emperor.

But this Dayue territory is all pieced together, and the power is in the hands of the vassal states.

This emperor has to worry more than her Great Wei Capital, and he also has to prevent civil strife.

It's not a fragrant bun at all.

She took a sip of tea and moistened her throat after taking the medicine, but was preempted by a candied fruit.

She frowned.

"I don't really want to eat sweets."

A jade-white hand reached under her mouth, and she quickly spit it out.

"Let the old ministers of the Dayue cabinet come to see me, I have something to say to him."

Let's take over the emperor first.

n.