The emperor rubbed his brows, and his forehead throbbed.

These days, Geng Hai always privately said in front of him that Ah Yin is so bad, that is not good, and he is nitpicking, and he also said that Ah Yin's dictatorship takes power, forms a party for personal gain, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will endanger the society.

It's annoying.

The emperor felt that since Geng Hai returned to Beijing after three years of filial piety, his temperament had changed a little, and he was not as bold as before, but became a little narrow-minded and could not tolerate people

In the emperor's opinion, Cen Yin's errand this time was not properly handled, if Dongchang didn't search Yanbo Pavilion, would he still be angry and persuade Ye Luchen to hand over the "things", and Ye Luchen would obediently obey?

This back and forth will only delay time. When the time comes, maybe it will really be as Yeluchen's slut wants!

They all said that forty was not confused, but in the emperor's opinion, before Geng Hai reached forty, people were confused first.

"Alright, don't say any more." The emperor interrupted Geng Hai lightly, a little impatient, "I know this matter in my heart. ”

Geng Hai's mouth opened and closed for a moment, and he wanted to persuade again, but seeing the emperor's unhappy face, he finally swallowed the words back, and his heart was even more disappointed.

Yesterday, Cen Yin led people to break into the Yanbo Pavilion in the hunting palace in an uproar, the courtiers and nobles, sons and nobles were all talking about it, and they had palpitations, in the past, it was routine for Dongchang to raid the mansions, but now they are so domineering that even the harem concubines live where they want to break in, and they can search if they want to, which is really beyond everyone's imagination.

Geng Hai originally thought that this was a great opportunity to make the emperor dissatisfied with Cen Yin, but he didn't expect that the emperor was like a paste in his ears, and he couldn't listen to anything at all.

The emperor was really tricked by that Cen Yin!

I trust him to this point!

Geng Hai thought about it, the corners of his mouth were pursed, a thick haze appeared under his eyes, and he half-lowered his eyes to hide the abnormality at the bottom of his eyes.

In the middle and late stages of the previous dynasty, there were many situations where eunuchs were in power and the monarch's power was lost, and there were even eunuchs who monopolized the government and held great power, so that the court and the people only knew that he was 9,000 years old, and they didn't know who the real Son of Heaven was, and now it is just a repetition of history.

The emperor is in the deep palace, and his wariness of foreign ministers has become deeper and deeper over the years, but he is convinced of Cen Yin's eunuch.

It seems that if he can't catch Cen Yin with any substantive handle, I'm afraid it will be difficult to shake the other party's position.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Geng Hai was already in a state of mind, and his heart was quiet again.

Dealing with Cen Yin's matter is not a day's work, and he has to be patient and cautious and plan step by step.

Geng Hai had a decision in his heart, so he immediately changed the topic and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to call back those Northern Yan envoys as well?" ”

Of course, Geng Hai didn't care about those Northern Yan envoys, his purpose was mainly to call his son Geng Anhao back. After all, the current situation in Beiyan is too complicated and dangerous!

"No." The emperor refused without thinking, "These Northern Yan envoys have stayed in Dasheng long enough, and it is useless for non-our clan to treat them well, they are just white-eyed wolves!" ”

The emperor couldn't help but think of Ye Luchen's white-eyed wolf, his tone was slightly heavier, and his expression was hateful.

"The emperor is right." Geng Hai could only bow down and echo as if nothing happened, and his heart fluctuated violently, secretly pondering: The emperor obviously can't count on it here.

Now, he can only secretly send more guards to catch up with his son, and he has to keep his son back safely.

The emperor looked at Geng Hai and felt a little irritable in his heart, feeling that since he came in, he didn't say a few useful words, so he sent people away in a light tone.

Geng Hai also responded with his fists and retreated respectfully.

The clouds outside the house covered the sky in layers, just like Geng Hai's mood at the moment.

After he walked down the stone steps, he couldn't help but glance at the study behind him, his eyes were as dark as an abyss, and he was stunned in place for three breaths, and then he strode away, all the way to the Bitao Garden in the northeast of the Hunting Palace.

Along the way, Geng Hai's mood was very depressed, and he released a gloomy aura that no one should enter, and the little guy behind him cautiously kept a certain distance from his master.

The weather was gloomy, and the wind was gusting one after the other, blowing the surrounding branches and shrubs colliding with each other with a "crackling" sound.

Geng Hai's heart was as gloomy as today's weather, and there was no sunshine in sight.

After returning to Beijing this time, Geng Hai realized that both the emperor and the court had something off the rails.

He also used this autumn hunt to catch up with his colleagues in the DPRK and China, and when he was drunk, he also tested their attitude towards Cen Yin, however, when those people talked about Cen Yin, they either kept their mouths shut or were full of praise, these people were all afraid of Cen Yin like a tiger, and it was impossible to join forces with him to deal with Cen Yin.

He originally thought that with his "old relationship" with the emperor, even if he couldn't bring down Cen Yin if he spoke, he could plant a little seed in the emperor's heart, but he obviously overestimated his status in the emperor's heart, and at the same time underestimated the other party.

For the emperor, he can be said to have defied the world's condemnation, even if he is listed as a famous minister in later generations, his reputation will be questioned by future generations forever

However, what did the emperor do to himself?!

is just a eunuch who can only flatter, for him, the emperor actually lowered his face again and again, and sent his son to Beiyan and other dangerous places!

It was only three short years before the emperor changed.

In the midst of his thoughts, the haze under Geng Hai's eyes became thicker and thicker, and Bi Taoyuan appeared in front of him.

A long attendant was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, stretching his neck and looking out. Seeing Geng Hai returning, he eagerly greeted him and said, "Grandpa Guo, His Royal Highness the Second Prince has come down and is waiting for you in the main hall." ”

Geng Hai raised his eyebrows, a little surprised in his heart, his steps only stopped for a moment, and then he continued to move forward, and went straight to the main hall.

In the hall, a young man wearing an apricot yellow prince python robe is sitting on a mahogany circle chair at the bottom of the head to drink tea.

Geng Hai quickened his pace and entered the hall, and politely greeted the second prince Mu Youchang with a fist: "Your Royal Highness the second prince." ”

Mu Youchang also replied with a half-salute, and asked Geng Hai to sit down and speak with a smile.

Since Mu Youchang sat down, Geng Hai, as a courtier, was of course not easy to sit on the top, so he sat down on a circle chair opposite him, and ordered the maid to quickly add tea to the second prince, and his calm appearance didn't seem to be curious at all about why the second prince came.

Mu Youchang still knows a little bit about Geng Hai, and secretly said in his heart: Old treacherous and cunning.

His face was silent, he smiled slightly, looked at Geng Hai with a clear gaze, and asked directly, "What does Wei Guogong think of Lord Cen Governor?" ”

This question was beyond Geng Hai's expectations, he couldn't help frowning slightly, looking Mu Youchang up and down, and there was a touch of scrutiny and caution in his eyes than before.

Mu Youchang's heart was settled, knowing that his first move was in Geng Hai's mind, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he continued to Geng Hai with a friendly attitude: "Wei Guogong, there is no one else here, and this palace will tell the truth." In fact, in the past few years, the government and the opposition have felt that the lord of Na Cen has been arrogant and domineering with the favor of his father, and since he took charge of the East Factory, he has become more and more arrogant, and there is no one in his eyes. ”

Saying that, Mu Youchang sighed deeply, "It's just that everyone is afraid of Dongchang, and only Wei Guogong dares to speak up in front of his father, and most of the others are afraid of Lord Cen Governor's obscenity, but his father obeys him, and he is favored, so it can be said that he is regarded as a confidant." ”

Mu Youchang said it impassionedly, but Geng Hai seemed to be unmoved, and his shrewd eyes looked at Mu Youchang fixedly, as if they wanted to see him through.

After the other party finished speaking, Geng Hai asked, "I don't know what advice His Royal Highness the Second Prince can give to his ministers?" ”

In the gloomy hall, a few glittering palace lamps were lit, and a few flying insects fluttered their wings around the palace lanterns, making a subtle rustling sound, echoing in the room.

Mu Youchang smiled, and the orange light hit the flying insects, casting a strange shadow on his handsome face, making it seem a little less gentle and a little more treacherous.

"Duke Wei, Concubine Ning heard that Duke Wei Guo spoke up for Cen Yin's actions yesterday, and she is not very grateful, and she will always remember it." Mu Youchang said meaningfully, "Lord Cen has repeatedly shown his face in front of his father over the years, and now it can be said that he has a deep foundation, and it may not be possible to defeat him alone." ”

The implication of his words was obviously implying that the enemy of his enemy was his friend, and if he wanted to deal with Cen Yin, they could help Geng Hai. But correspondingly, in some things, Geng Hai can help a little.

Geng Hai raised his eyebrows, his eyebrows seemed to stretch a little, and said, "I didn't expect His Royal Highness to be so attentive." ”

He seemed to be moved, but his words seemed ambiguous and unclear.

The corners of Mu Youchang's mouth curled higher, he knew that Geng Hai was the one who betrayed the puppet emperor and followed his father fifteen years ago, Geng Hai was by no means the kind of upright and pedantic person, for Geng Hai, what was more important was "benefit".

"Wei Guogong, I won't tell you, this palace is in this state now, how can it turn over if you don't go sideways?!" Mu Youchang said bluntly, looking like he was pouring out his heart and lungs and cooperating sincerely.

Geng Hai looked at Mu Youchang two feet away, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and at the same time, he had a little appreciation for Mu Youchang.

He really deserves to be the emperor's son.

But

"Although Cen Yin is hateful, this prince will not cooperate with a foreign clan who covets Dasheng," Geng Hai frowned, and said righteously, making the appearance of serving tea to the guests, "Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, please go back." ”

Geng Hai sighed, as if he had some feelings, and advised earnestly like an elder: "Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, please listen to the words of the minister, if it is not my race, its heart will be different." Why should Your Highness lose a big profit for some small gains. ”

Mu Youchang looked at Geng Hai and squinted his eyes, but there was no response, he sat in place, as if he was pondering something.

The hall was silent.

The flying insects were still flying around the palace lamp, and a flying insect suddenly flew in through the middle hole of the lampshade, like a moth to a fire, without hesitation

Geng Hai didn't urge, and after a while, Mu Youchang finally stood up and arched his hand at Geng Hai, "Duke Weiguo, then the palace will leave first." ”

Mu Youchang's face did not show disappointment, but showed an elegant smile.

He could hear that Geng Hai didn't really refuse, he just wanted to wait and see if it was worth it.

After all, whether it is himself or Ye Luchen now, the situation at the moment is not very good, for Geng Hai, cooperating with them is too risky, and if you don't get it right, you will steal chickens and rice.

Mu Youchang came to Geng Hai on purpose, not only for the alliance with Yeluchen, since his father ascended the throne, Geng Hai's status in the court is transcendent, if he can take this opportunity to talk to Geng Hai, even if this cooperation fails, this is also an opportunity to throw a pathstone to Geng Hai.

When Geng Hai can be useful to these princes, he will naturally think of himself first!

Moreover, it is obvious that Geng Hai's scruples about Cen Yin should be deeper than he expected, after all, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

Mu Youchang didn't say anything more, and strode away.

Geng Hai got up to send him off, he looked at Mu Youchang, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "The emperor's sons have grown up one by one, and it is not simple." ”

A long sigh echoed through the room, followed by silence.

Today's night seems to be falling particularly fast, and the stars and moon in the night sky are obscured behind the clouds

The atmosphere of the entire hunting palace was at a low tide like this cloudy and unstable weather.

First Cen Yin led Dongchang to blatantly search the palace, and then the imperial concubine Ye Luchen was ordered to be demoted to introspection, and then the emperor sent someone to recover Andinghou and his party, although most people didn't understand the reason, but they could also feel what should have happened.

Everyone was secretly inquiring into each other, one was curious, and the other was afraid that they would accidentally do something wrong and break the emperor's taboo if they didn't know anything.

Many people vaguely feel that with Ye Luchen's fall from grace, perhaps the situation between Dasheng and Beiyan will have a subtle change again.

In the next few days, even the number of people who went to the hunting ground was decreasing, and there seemed to be an invisible haze enveloping the entire hunting palace

Most of the time, Duanmu Fei nests in the room of Zhilan Pavilion, teasing birds, painting, and transforming the firecracker.

Although the main purpose of her transformation of the fire gun at the beginning was to atone for her sins and please Feng Yan, but while she was playing, she enjoyed it.

The firearm has such a great power, and Duanmu Fei is also very curious about artillery and the like now, but artillery or something, such a large thing, I'm afraid it's not so easy to avoid people's eyes.

Duanmu Fei sighed, and at the same time crumpled a fire gun diagram that he had just drawn in his hand and threw it into the bamboo basket on the side.

As for Bi Chan, she didn't know what her girl was drawing, but vaguely guessed that she was afraid that she would be "unsightly", because the girl instructed her to burn all the paper balls she had thrown away in the small study with a brazier.

Bi Cicada choked with tears while burning paper, but she had been a "fire maid" for three days.

In anticipation of the cicada, on October 29, the emperor set a plan to leave for Beijing in three days.

While Bi Chan spoke, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: I can finally go back to Beijing.

Duanmufei, who was sitting behind the bookcase, put down the pen, said "I know" absentmindedly, and continued to look at the drawings she had just drawn, pinching her little chin and pondering.

She changed this drawing several times, and it seemed to be feasible, but whether it would work or not had to be tried to find out.

Duanmu Fei carefully simulated it in his mind again, his eyes became brighter and brighter like gems, and he looked excited and eager to try.

"Quack!" The little starling jumped around on the bookcase trying to attract Duanmufei's attention, but in vain.

At this moment, a brisk sound of lifting the curtain sounded, and Duanmu walked in with a gentle smile on his face.

Duanmujun waved his hand, sent Bi Cicada away, sat down next to Duanmufei, and looked down at the picture his sister had just drawn.

She knew that her sister had been working on improving firearms recently, and that she had made some progress.

Her sister is so smart! Understands everything.

Duanmu Jun looked at Duanmu Fei's delicate and cute little face with a smile, and was about to say something, when he saw the little starling croaking twice, and then turned his back, looking "I don't want to pay attention to you".

Duanmu Fei blinked strangely, since she raised the little starling, the person who loves the little starling the most must be her sister Duanmujun, and even the only word that the little starling can say is taught by Duanmujun impatiently and repeatedly, and the little starling has always liked to play with Duanmujun, why does there seem to be something wrong today?

Duanmufei looked back and forth at the little starling and Duanmujun suspiciously, of course Duanmujun knew what was going on, and he was angry and funny in his heart. This little starling's eyes are really big, since she "snatched" the purse back from it a few days ago and returned it to Cen Yin, it has gambled, as if she has done something sorry for it, and every time she sees her recently, it is a detour.

But she can't reason with a little starling, can she?!

Duanmu reluctantly took out a goose-yellow embroidered purse from his sleeve, at first glance, it was the same as that day Cen Yin, but in fact, the material was different, and the bamboo leaves on it were not the same.

The difference between big and small is not big or small in the eyes of the little starling, and he immediately became happy, grabbed the purse and flew around the room with its wings

That triumphant look is just about to jump into the dragon gate!

"Sister" Duanmu Fei crooked her little face and winked at Duanmu Fei inquiringly, meaning, what is it?

Thinking of the way he and Cen Yin chased the starling together that day, Duanmu Jun was still a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and quietly changed the topic: "Zhen Zhen, what is this?" She casually pointed to a black line hanging from the firebolt in the drawing.

"This is the fuse that ignites the gunpowder." Duanmu smiled and explained to Duanmujun, "It's like the lead of a firecracker." ”

Although Duanmu Jun didn't know anything about firecrackers, as soon as Duanmufei said firecrackers, she roughly understood, and talked to her sister casually: "Then the firecracker must also be lit like a firecracker before it can be launched?" ”

Duanmu Fei nodded and said with some regret: "Yes." Therefore, for the fire gun, rain is taboo, and this fire fold may not ignite the fuse."

This is also the biggest disadvantage of firebolts compared to bows and crossbows.

"Do you have to use fire folds and leads? Isn't flint okay? ”

Duanmujun just said it in passing, but Duanmufei was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

She originally wanted to reduce the weight of a single gun tube and add a gun tube to the fire gun to speed up the launch speed and reduce the gap between each launch.

"Flint," she murmured, her little face glowing, and she felt like she was suddenly open.

"Sister, you're so smart!" Duanmu Fei turned around and hugged Duanmuxuan's slender waist, and rubbed his head affectionately on his sister's soft chest.

Duanmujun didn't know what was going on, but at least he understood that he had helped his sister, so he couldn't help but smile and rubbed the top of his sister's hair.

Duanmu Fei was inspired, and after she hugged Duanmu, she picked up the pen again and drew the fire gun again.

Duanmu Jun grinded the ink for his sister with great interest, and there was a feeling of adding fragrance to the red sleeves.

Duanmu Fei is like a divine helper, drawing with great effort, the tip of the pen skillfully wandering on the paper, drawing seemingly simple lines, and finally forming a complex and profound structural diagram

One painted, the other looked, and both of them were extremely engaged.

And the little starling found that no one paid attention to him at all, and he was unwilling to be lonely and "croaked" and "beautifully".

Duanmu Jun laughed out loud, looked at his sister, who was so focused that he didn't seem to hear, and beckoned to the little starling, "Little eight." ”

The little starling "aggrieved" into Duanmujun's coquettishness, and let Duanmujun coax it for a while, and then he was in good spirits again.

The atmosphere in the room was very brisk, and there was a touch of liveliness in the quiet, until the maid came to report that the palace maid of the eldest princess of Anping was coming.

Ziyue is a close confidant by Anping's side, and Duanmu Fei is very familiar with her, so she is busy asking the maid to invite.

After a while, Ziyue came in with the pothos, her expression was a little solemn, and she seemed to be a little nervous.

Duanmu Fei put down the wolf pen in his hand, and his bright eyes met Ziyue's deep eyes, and he immediately vaguely guessed something.

After Ziyue hurriedly saluted Duanmu, she said straight to the point: "Duanmu Fourth Girl, before the emperor put a pillar of incense, he announced His Royal Highness and Gongzi away."

A gust of wind swept through the window, causing the curtain of the door not far away to crackle, startling the little starling in Duanmujun's arms, and flew out with his wings flapped.

The corners of Duanmu's lips hooked, and he smiled, his eyes clear and bright.

Looking at Duanmu Fei, Ziyue couldn't help but relax a lot, and added: "The emperor took people to the hunting ground early this morning, and the master of the horse also accompanied him and heard that the emperor was furious. ”

Duanmu pursed his lips, his eyes as pure as crystal swayed slightly, and his gaze looked in the direction of the hunting ground, gradually becoming deeper.

Outside the window, the sun was shining a quarter of an hour ago, but in the blink of an eye, the weather was overcast, and the air was heavy, as if a storm was coming.

At this moment, the emperor was by a mountain spring in the hunting ground, and three or five courtiers and seven or eight soldiers of the forbidden army were scattered around, all silent.

The sounds around seemed to be sucked away, and there was silence, except for the sound of the spring flowing in the mountain stream and the occasional "clattering" sound of the horses echoing in the air

Everyone's eyes fell on the angry emperor, and the surroundings were extremely cold, as if they had suddenly entered a harsh winter.

Feng Yuzhi stood behind the emperor's right, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, his heart was quite happy, and his eyes flashed with a mixture of mockery, anticipation, sympathy, and pride.

As the silence spread, the other courtiers in the rear gradually started a commotion and looked at each other.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

In the distance, the sound of brisk horses' hooves approached from the other side of the woods, getting louder and louder.

Everyone looked in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came from, and soon, they saw two tall figures riding horses, one was a young man in Xuanyi, and the other was a woman in a fiery red riding uniform and wearing a Xuanxi cloak, it was Feng Yan and An Ping.

An Ping rode on a tall and vigorous red horse, half a horse ahead of Feng Yan, the cloak on her body was blown up by the oncoming mountain wind, flying wantonly behind her, hunting and hunting, just like a female general riding a horse to the battlefield, heroic and cool, as if all around became bright with her appearance.

An Ping and Feng Yan turned over and dismounted, and strode towards the emperor under the scorching gaze of everyone.

The emperor stared at Anping without blinking, gradually approaching him, and the anger in his heart was like the angry waves of that stormy night, wave after wave