Chapter 83: Gambling

This is the second time Xiao Tian has heard an urgent report that Taifu is not good.

For the first time, the messenger was ready to come and give her a knife.

The second time, she reached out and felt a little pain in her heart.

Taifu is so hated.

Xiao Qian felt that he should seriously reflect on it.

It was probably the first time that the movement was a little bigger, leaving her with a psychological shadow at the same time, it also thickened her immune wall, this time after she was suddenly startled, she was able to twitch the corners of her mouth and sit down again.

This is not good in this era, there is no way to contact people to people, point to point to direct contact.

Calling and texting is all a dream, and sending WeChat and videos is even more fantastical, and you can only rely on letterheads and carrier pigeons to contact people far away.

By the way, and horses.

In short, it's all animals.

Oops, it's a leak, but people can too.

Xiao Tian hated why he didn't come through with the system, immortal weapons, and the like.

However, she thought of one thing: Li Qinghe didn't say anything to her, and what these people said could basically be heard as a joke.

If Taifu has something to do, what if Li Qinghe is so painstakingly tossing for a long time and making trouble?

However, Xiao Tian soon thought about his situation again.

She took a quick look at the scene.

Oh, you don't have any reaction?

It's too affectionate, so why don't you go and redeem you?

Still, the reaction instinctively alerted her.

"Your Majesty?" Wang Xiang looked at her worriedly, but it made her instantly alert.

"How could Taifu be killed...... Xiao Tian frowned and muttered to himself, because his eyes were empty and his eyes were not focused, so his eyes seemed to be blank.

And she was thinking in her heart: What the hell is Taifu doing?

"Your Majesty, Taifu's body has not been found yet, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, Your Majesty's dragon body is important, don't worry too much." Wang Xiang's gaze softened and became more sincere.

An Guogong slowly walked out from behind the small low table in front of him at this time, stood under the hall and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, this is just the words of the prefect of Yingzhou, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death, Your Majesty might as well wait for a few days, and wait for the prefect of Yingzhou to look carefully for a few days, maybe the situation is not so bad." ”

Immediately, someone chimed in: "Your Majesty mourns." ”

"Your Majesty's dragon body is important......"

"Your Majesty should not be too sad......"

"Your Majesty's Benevolence ......"

"Tai Fuji people have their own natural ......"

Xiao listened for a long time, but didn't hear anything new.

She was about to say something, and someone said: "Taifu is the master of the Son of Heaven, but the world is unpredictable, and Taifu's whereabouts are unknown." Your Majesty, the first emperor entrusted His Majesty to the three auxiliary ministers, which could have protected His Majesty for thousands of generations, but unexpectedly, the beauty of the heavens is not human, the world is difficult and dangerous, and now the only remaining Taifu Lord is also ......"

Then there was a sigh around.

"The safety of Lord Taifu is important, and the safety of the country is equally important. According to the will of the first emperor, the top priority now is to re-select a person of high moral standing as the master of the Son of Heaven, and appoint a few auxiliary ministers for His Majesty, so as to ......"

Xiao Qian thought to himself, it turns out that you are waiting for me here.

What palace banquets, what are not invited, are all prepared for these words now, right?

So right now, this palace attendant has a handful of snot and tears, crying like his own father is dead, talking about the "death of the Taifu".

She felt even more hydrated.

What's more, most of the people here are Nanchen, and then there are the so-called royal relatives.

Originally, because of Xiao Chongle's relationship, she still had some expectations for the clansmen, but now it seems that these people are probably used to living a good life, and now I am afraid that they will only have the share of adding to the chaos.

She frowned, slightly disgusted by the current situation.

Do these people want to replace Taifu and push Wang Xiang up?

Wang Xiang certainly has his advantages, but who can treat Taifu like this?

Xiao Tian's face sank unconsciously.

Wang Xiang was close, and he knew at a glance that the little emperor was a little annoyed.

In addition to Wang Xiang, the one who pays the most attention to the little emperor is Yu Zaiting.

Although the little emperor is young, he seems to be extremely intelligent and assertive during this time.

Yu Zaiting turned the small wine glass in his hand, and a crazy, gambling-like thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Your Majesty is virtuous and gracious, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are all good ministers of Your Majesty, and now that the Taifu has not returned and his whereabouts are unknown, it is by no means a good time to re-elect the emperor. If Your Majesty is worried, you can send someone to Yingzhou to investigate carefully, and I believe that with the wisdom and wisdom of Taifu, you will never let down Your Majesty's long-awaited grace. Yu Zaiting shook his sleeves, folded his hands and bowed, his back arched into a mountain.

Many people looked at Yu Zaiting, and then quietly turned their eyes to Wang Xiang.

They all knew what it meant for Yu Zaiting to say such things at this time.

Someone shook his head regretfully, and looked at Yu Zaiting's gaze and became pity.

Wang Xiang slowly restrained the expression on his face, but quickly said to Xiao Tian respectfully: "Lord Yu is right, Your Majesty, it is better to send Lord Yu to Yingzhou, I believe that with Lord Yu's meticulousness, I will definitely be able to find Taifu safely in the mountains." ”

He spoke extremely sincerely, but the audience was silent, and some people even lowered their heads.

Xiao Tian watched all this quietly, and vaguely felt that a sinuous crack seemed to appear out of thin air between Yu Zaiting and the people present.

"The minister is willing to go, please ask Your Majesty's permission." Yu Zaiting kowtowed and bowed again, and reacted quickly.

Wang Xiang stood straight next to Xiao Tian, his hands were folded in his sleeves, his half-white hair was meticulously combed, and although the expression on his face was solemn and soft, Xiao Tian looked at it from the side, but he felt that his lips were pursed like a sharp knife.

Since Yu Zaiting began to prepare for the sacrifice of martial spirits, Wang Xiang, Yu Zaiting's mentor, has gradually changed.

"Your Majesty, Lord Yu is the secretary of the Ministry of War, and it is inconvenient to go to Yingzhou in such an identity, so it is better for Lord Xu Yu to have a more appropriate identity, so that he can command the Yingzhou Prefecture Army and find people more conveniently."

Someone's face changed.

Xiao Qian also felt a little surprised in his heart.

What does Wang Xiang mean......

"It's up to the courtiers to make arrangements."

"Then ......"

Xiao Tian felt that she couldn't handle this kind of scene.

She had to think about it.

"Ouch...... Prime Minister, for some reason, I feel a little pain in my head, so I drank a few more glasses of wine today...... Drink a few more glasses, and I want to rest for a while. With that, she lifted her head and stood up.

Ma Hong and Liu Yi hurriedly walked up to help Xiao Tian, she let them support her, waved her hand to the ministers and said, "Let's drink a few more cups, I'm tired, but I can't sweep away your interest." Prime Minister, I'll leave it to you here. ”

After saying that, she really left.

When she walked past Yu Zaiting, she stepped on the corner of his clothes and said, "Get up, don't ruin everyone's interest by kneeling." "I didn't look back until I walked out.

Wang Xiang walked down slowly, glanced coldly at Yu Zaiting, who stood up and walked to his seat, and said nothing.