Emperor Jianxi behind the gauze tent suddenly coughed violently, and Huang Chongde immediately stepped forward with water to stroke Emperor Jianxi's back.

When he straightened up again, Huang Chongde frowned, he turned around and said coldly, "Xiao Ge Lao, if you have something to say, just say it, don't be so surprised." ”

Song Ne did not argue, and Song Bozong bowed his waist deeply, "The emperor forgives the sin...... Song Ne was just concerned about His Majesty, so he was anxious for a while. ”

"I'm not worried about Seongnam!" Emperor Jianxi glanced at Song Bozong fiercely, "My own soldiers are staring over there, who can stand up to the storm?" ”

Song Bozong frowned slightly, and stopped talking again, but Song Ne on the side called again, "Your Majesty ......"

"That's it!" Emperor Jianxi waved his sleeves in disgust, his eyes narrowed, his eyes were full of resentment, "What kind of people are Qin Tianjian in, you officials-you officials!!" I let such a group of fatherless and kingless fanatics take charge of the astronomical calendar of my Great Zhou! ”

Emperor Jianxi threw the water cup in his hand in front of Song Bozong, "Go back and check and correct yourself, see what went wrong and how to change it, I wait!" ”

"Yes......" Song Bozong and Song Ne kowtowed in unison.

Soon, the two of them exited the Heart Cultivation Hall in the direction of Emperor Jianxi.

This time, Huang Chongde did not come out to send him off.

Song Ne couldn't help frowning—this is quite intriguing.

Emperor Jianxi often behaved like a thousand miles away, but in the unfathomable majesty of the monarchy, there was a barometer for others to guess - such as Yuan Zhen and Qiu Shi, such as Huang Chongde's face.

"Daddy......" Song Ne said softly, "Today...... Today's ......"

Song Bozong shook his head slightly, "This is not the place to talk, go out and talk." ”

Song Ne immediately fell silent.

After leaving the Heart Cultivation Palace, the father and son of the Song family did not leave the palace, they slowly walked in the direction of the upper study - the cabinet's duty room in the palace was near there.

Originally, at this hour, the cabinet members had already started the regular meeting of the early dynasty and the rear together with Emperor Jianxi, but the two days coincided with the national funeral, and Emperor Jianxi was in poor health, so the early dynasty and the regular meeting were canceled.

However, today is different, before noon today, Kyung Zhao Yin Zheng Mi needs to give a final reply on the case of the displaced people and the affairs of the Jin people in the past few days, so the cabinet members need to wait in the palace at the end of the day, and wait for the results of this shock to Gyeonggi.

When he walked to the palace road where there was no one around, Song Ne spoke again.

"Today...... Today......"

"The emperor's meaning is very clear." Song Bozong had already guessed what his son wanted to say, he glanced at Song Ne, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Song Bozong's voice was calm, "If you are angry and complaining today, it should be that you have to find someone to plug the hole." ”

Song Ne was stunned for a moment, and then argued, "But ...... But ......"

"There's nothing strange about it," Song Bozong let out a soft snort from his throat, "Earlier, Chang Sheng's letter was written in the Great Interior, didn't the emperor just say that he would turn his face." ”

Song Ne's eyes closed slightly, and finally stopped talking, but his expression became complicated for a while.

“…… The more times like this, the more you can't make King Gong's side too comfortable. Song Bozong seemed to muttered to himself, he looked at his son, "How do you understand the situation in the camp in the south of the city?" ”

Song Ne didn't say much, and immediately took out a rolled-up letter from his sleeve, on which was a line of dense small letters.

Song Bozong immediately took a closer look.

In this secret letter, Song Ne's informant described in great detail all the events that had taken place in the camp in the south of the city yesterday from sunrise to midnight.

- It's Boling again.

How can she be everywhere.

Before he finished reading the article, Song Bozong couldn't help but raise his head, "...... Your informant is as good as ever, whose hand is this? ”

Song Ne smiled.

"Okay," Song Bozong lowered his head again and continued to read, "Don't ask for my father." ”

In fact, Song Bozong asked Song Ne many times about this question, but every time Song Ne chose not to say it - on this point, Song Bozong understood and supported it.

If you really want to keep a secret, you should start by keeping quiet to those closest to you.

It's just that whenever he gets this information, Song Bozong still can't help but sigh - although his son is not good at words, he is indeed talented in recognizing and employing people.

After putting away the letter, Song Bozong's face finally relaxed.

"At this juncture, I still want to not kill innocents indiscriminately," he sighed indifferently, "It's really a woman's kindness." ”

"Daddy...... I feel that there is ...... Where...... No...... Not ......"

"There are too many inappropriate places." Song Bozong lowered his eyes, his expression still did not change much, and he said in a low voice, "I want to find out who is the Jin spy among more than 1,000 people overnight...... This is simply a fool's dream.

"Even if this medicine doctor knows how to perceive people's hearts, it is impossible for everyone to tell the truth in such a short period of time. What's more, it was not an ordinary person in the first place, and the spy who could be entrusted with a heavy task by the gold thief and went south to Beijing could be an idle person? ”

Song Bozong said softly, "It was precisely because the emperor saw this clearly that he sent the Zuo Wei battalion to go." ”

The lives of more than 1,000 people, how could Emperor Jianxi care about it - all he cares about is whether the evil can be eradicated.

Song Bozong looked at the stone path in the palace where there was no one in front of him, and his heart became more and more calm.

Yes, King Gong likes to draw these useless false names, and Sun Beiji and Zhang Shouzhong are not blocked.

These pedantic people......

Sometimes cherishing feathers too much can be fatal.

Song Ne also figured out a little at this time, and he moved a little closer to his father, "That dad this time...... Be...... I want to ......"

"When you leave the palace at noon, you go to find a few credible people in the court, and you go in person," Song Bozong said softly, "No matter what the confession and result of Bai Ling's interrogation are today, you will be ruthlessly involved in it." ”

Song Ne nodded, "This ...... It's easy. ”

- Even if it is an ordinary case file, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will not worry about finding out a few suspicious points from the iron case, let alone a large-scale trial like today.

The result must be full of flaws and without scrutiny.

"Let them come first to resist the Thunder Fury of the Holy One." Song Bozong sank the corners of his mouth, he raised his eyes and glanced at today's clear sky, "Recently, the Ministry of Rites should also start discussing the title of the little prince, let's ...... Keep an eye on that side. ”

……

In the camp south of the city, Zheng Mi was anxiously waiting outside a makeshift dense forest.

In the second half of the night yesterday, Bai Ling selected fifty safe and reliable soldiers from General Tuoshen, and entered the dense forest with her with a lot of paint and paper, and among the people who accompanied him was a general who grew up in the north and was very familiar with everything about the Jin people—which Bai Ling also asked for.

In addition, the prince Chen Yicong also took the initiative to ask Ying to follow.

Seeing that the time was about to pass, Zheng Mi was so anxious that he turned around - in order to cooperate with Bai Ling, he transferred almost half of the people from Jingzhao Yin Yamen......

But by this time, he didn't even see the most basic framework for inquiry.

"Lord Zheng," Bai Yi's voice sounded behind Zheng Mi, "What about Bai Ling, hasn't she come out yet?" ”