Chapter 737: I Can't Cure My Mental Illness
Soon, the outer courtyard of the Heart Cultivation Hall resounded with the voice of the slave wailing and begging for mercy, until the voice became lower and lower, and finally disappeared.
"What else does the prince need help from the mourning family?"
"This time I came to visit the Queen Mother, so that the Queen Mother could see this pile of bad things, it was the king's thoughtlessness, and I asked the Queen Mother Haihan. As for the rest, there is no need to bother the Queen Mother for the time being. Turning back, the king asked the respectful room to allocate a new batch of useful minions to the Qiande Palace. β
"The minions in the emperor's bedroomβ"
"I heard that those minions are very popular with the Queen Mother, so let them stay in the Heart Cultivation Palace."
The emperor is under house arrest, and there is no slave to protect the lord loyally, so what is the use.
Feng Qingbai smiled lightly and stood up to say goodbye.
The Queen Mother raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, "The prince's affairs are all settled, and the mourning family also wants to talk to the prince about the minister." Yang Shuzhong and Liu Zhixia instigated the emperor to eat, drink and have fun during the auxiliary government, and they did not want to make progress, and they were villains. If this trend is not eliminated, it will inevitably encourage the unhealthy trend of the imperial court. Those two people can't stay. The mourning family heard that the prince had just arrived in Beijing today and went to the court to save the person, if the prince slapped the mourning family in the face for the Jiangshan Society, then it would be fine, but those two people really deserved no use. β
"Indulge the emperor to eat, drink and have fun, and don't want to make progress? Can the Queen Mother have substantial evidence, or listen to the villain's slander? The people hand-selected by this king have always been conscientious and conscientious in governance, and they dare not slack off. But if he does not produce proof, he will not believe him if he says before him that they are not the same. β
"If the prince wants to go his own way and try his best to protect those two ministers, then don't blame the mourning family for relying on the old man and selling the old once, and mobilize the elders of the court and the central government to impeach the prince." staring straight at Feng Qingbai, the queen mother's tone was slightly heavier, word by word.
Feng Qingbai smiled lightly, "The queen mother insists, then see you in the court tomorrow, the queen mother has been listening to the government for a while, she should know the way to Jinluan Palace, and the king is waiting." β
The four eyes are facing each other, and the two are calm. Hidden under the calm is the turbulent waves.
Leaving the Heart Cultivation Palace, Feng Mohan trotted all the way to follow the man. "Uncle Huang, the Empress Dowager and Zuo Xiang are now in collusion, they dare to beat Yang Lao and Uncle Zhixia into traitors, and they must have strong evidence in their hands. What do we do if we don't know what the evidence is? Uncle Huang, are you really sure that you will rehabilitate Elder Yang and Uncle Zhixia? β
Feng Qingbai looked sideways and looked at the young man who was about to grow to his shoulder, "As an emperor, you must take precautions for everything you do, take one step at a time and look at ten steps, and you must not put yourself in a passive state." Once you're in passivity, you'll only get more and more struggling. If you're going to make a move, you have to be sure enough to hit the other person hard. Otherwise, Ning continues to hibernate. β
"Uncle Huang said so, so what will happen in the court tomorrow, are you sure?"
"The result is done, not spoken. You need to study hard, and in a few months, you will be fifteen years old, and you will be an adult, and you can no longer rely on others for everything. β
Feng Mohan lowered his head and secretly pursed the corners of his mouth. He only relies on Uncle Huang, who else does he rely on? Uncle Huang is no one else.
Back in the imperial study, Feng Qingbai issued a series of instructions.
Two outstanding talents were promoted from the military department, and they served as the commander of the Praetorian Guard and the commander of the Jin Wuwei respectively.
Looking at the two names on the list in front of him, Feng Qingbai's eyes flashed slightly.
Tick out the names of the selected people, recruit people to meet them, and issue token official uniforms and appointment letters.
These two armies are directly subordinate to the emperor and are the most useful personal soldiers around the emperor.
was previously installed by Qin Xiao and Zuo Xiang, and when he was not sure enough, he had no way to pull people down directly.
Now I just took this opportunity to bring the pro-soldiers into my hands again.
In addition, the officials involved in this rape case should be suspended from their posts for thorough investigation.
After the order is issued, it is necessary to prepare for tomorrow's court.
The man was busy in the imperial study until it was dark, and Liu Yusheng couldn't rest here.
The family gathered together safely, and the elders were finally relieved, and they chattered for a while before being comforted to rest.
Liu Yusheng returned to his Shengxiao courtyard, and as soon as he sat down, a figure flashed outside the door.
Sitting across from her, staring at her closely, as if trying to see something in her face.
"What's wrong with you? Being beaten like this, please go back and take a good look at your face first, okay? Liu Yusheng rubbed her eyebrows helplessly.
Staring at her like this, infiltrating people.
"Fu Nannan, something is wrong with you, why did you let me go so easily?" The man's face was full of inquiry.
...... "Dare she not chase him to explore the secret, he is still uncomfortable?" So you're going to tell me why you changed your face? β
Xue Qinglian stared at the girl for another moment, then leaned lazily on the table, "I don't think you're surprised at all." Don't you know...... Am I a monster? β
When he said the word monster, he looked away and didn't look at her again.
"Who thinks you're a monster? I'm not the only one who saw you change your face today, my grandmother, my aunt, my second brother, Little White Lotus, Little Gold, and Shi Xianrou...... Who thinks you're a monster? β
Xue Qinglian pouted, "It's really not, otherwise, they would dare to beat the master like this?" β
Liu Yusheng was funny, but from Xue Qinglian's words, she vaguely felt that he actually had a knot in his heart, and Xu was related to the word monster.
In this time and space, the acceptance of people with mental abnormalities is very low.
Like the wind and cypress, he was called a madman when he was a child.
If Xue Qinglian's change of face was seen by others, it would not be surprising if she was scolded as a monster.
A person's two personalities, even in the postmodern era, will be regarded as a neurotic by many people.
After thinking about it, Liu Yusheng looked at the man, "You are a kind of disease that belongs to the mental category in medicine. I've not seen much, but you're definitely not the first. β
Xue Qinglian narrowed her eyes, "You want to treat me as a case study?" β
"I haven't dabbled in this, I can't cure mental illness." Liu Yusheng said, "I don't think you need treatment, although you have very different personalities, don't you get along very well?" β
ββ¦β¦ Are you sure you're not saying the opposite? The woman's eyes were clearly teasing, Xue Qinglian thought about it, her eyes lit up, "Why don't you take me to study and see if you can kill Xue Honglian's bastard?" β
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yusheng didn't even have time to react, when he saw Xue Qinglian raise his fist and slam it on his face, adding bruises on top of the redness.
"......" Liu Yusheng blinked. That punch just now, was it hit by Black Lotus?
"you, second uncle! Xue Honglian, you have the ability to come out for your master! Sneakily slip away when you get into trouble, let the master carry the black pot for you, are you a man! β