"The people confided in the barn had all been in contact with the National Teacher Palace, some before the death of the first emperor, and some during the first emperor's unconscious. According to Wechen's preliminary analysis, this list is indeed true. Shang Yun reported the situation at a glance, his face expressionless, like a thoughtless robot.

Meng Hui also admired her serious and responsible way of working, without personal emotions, and praised her: "I can find so many in just one night, and I am worthy of being the commander of Xuan Yuwei." ”

"Your Majesty, Weichen is not the commander of Xuan Yuwei." Shang Yun still had an indifferent face, and he spoke seriously.

Meng glanced back at her and said, "I said that you are you, the former commander was derelict in his duties as a personal guard, and now this position is vacant, why not let you fill it?" ”

"But......" Shang Yun glanced at Meng Hui blankly, and said in a rough voice, "But Weichen was born in the ...... of the people."

Meng Hui waved his hand, looking indifferent: "So what?" What law says you have to be a descendant of a family to be rulers? I've made up my mind, and I don't have to say no. After brushing a few strokes, he made a holy decree and asked Qingzhu to symbolically read it out, and the new Xuanyu Wei commander was officially instated.

Shang Yun's attitude towards the holy decree was as holy as if it were sacred, holding his hands in his mouth to thank him, and when he got up, his eyes flashed with a rare light.

Meng Hui, who was convinced that the list was credible, decided to immediately issue an order, and those who should be sent to the Huanyi Bureau should be sent to the Huanyi Bureau, and all those who should be packed and sent to Qikang should still go to the National Teacher Palace.

"Qingzhu, the prince who forgot the dust was too sad, and hanged himself in the palace at noon today."

"Your Majesty?"

Meng Hui's sudden words made Qingzhu confused, and he hesitated whether he should immediately let the forgotten dust boy "hang himself", and before he could be entangled for long, he heard a new command from the front.

"After the news spreads, I will send Forget Chen to the Mansion of the Elder Emperor, understand?"

"Yes, the minion understands."

Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, his tense face eased, and he walked briskly out of the inner hall.

Meng Hui deliberately scared him, wanting to test whether he had any special reaction to the killing, if he was too indifferent, it would show that he didn't take human life seriously, and then the suspicion would increase.

But he looked hesitant, he didn't dare to resist the order and didn't want to kill people easily, and there was obviously softness in his heart. He can have compassion for the useless son, will he really kill the master who gets along day and night?

Seeing his back disappear outside the door, Meng Huihui shook his head back, intending to let Dali Temple strictly investigate the poisoning case of the emperor. She really can't investigate the entire court by herself, and it will definitely save a lot of trouble if she leaves it to a professional.

"Dali Siqing," Meng Hui took the roster of officials brought by Qingzhu and found the information he wanted among the officials of Zhengsanpin, "Yao Yu, the eldest daughter of the head of the Yao family. The Yao family is not very involved in partisan disputes, and compared to the upright Jiang family and the shrewd and capable Ru family, this family does not seem to have much sense of existence. ”

Meng Hui planned to meet Yao Yu in person, and when he went to court today, most of the discussions were about the funeral of the former emperor, and he didn't have time to talk to the Yao family.

"The three families of Jiang, Ru, and Yao must always maintain a state of half-tearing and half-peace, so that the imperial power can be stabilized. The important people of these families have to interact a lot. Meng Hui instructed a servant to go out to deliver the decree, and asked Yao Yushen to come to Zixia Palace to meet him.

After solving a few troubles in front of him, Meng Hui was finally able to plunge into the sea-deep movement, and when he saw the excerpts that asked for the music to send fruits from other places, he couldn't help but rub his forehead and replied very helplessly: No need!

These are all close courtiers left by the former emperor, and she doesn't have the time to care so far now. She planned not to get close to her, to maintain a sense of mystery, and to let these poor little people who were outcast panic for a while, and then consider the matter of transfer after solving the worries in the vicinity.

Before half of the recital was resolved, lunch poured into the long table in the outer hall like flowing water, and Meng Hui knew that Shang Shi was honest as soon as he smelled the aroma.

When I poked my mind out, I saw that there were a total of 49 dishes with nine different kinds of porridge, and the specifications were the same as before, but each one was obviously ingenious.

For example, a dim sum, the top is verdant green, the bottom is like snow and jade, put together like jade with white jade, nine diamonds of the same size around the celadon disc in a circle, looks simple and elegant and can arouse the appetite.

There is also a steaming thick soup, orange-red on the outside, a slightly lighter orange on the inside, and a patch of carefully groomed green spices floating in the middle, a small one, emitting many unrecognizable fragrances.

It seemed that the small punishment in the morning had worked, and Meng Hui felt very satisfied.

Qingzhu had just returned from outside, and when she saw that she was still sitting behind the long table and looked at the fold and did not move, she didn't care about the situation, so she reminded softly: "Your Majesty, it's not early, it's time to eat." ”

Only then did Meng Hui raise his head and put down his pen, frowning and rubbing the corners of his forehead, pretending that he was indeed watching the folds just now. "Well, let's eat first." She solemnly put away the folds, walked out of the inner hall with the "support" of Qingzhu, and came to the long table outside to sit down and wait for the food to be tasted.

It was a table of delicious food, but seeing that the food tasting waiter was serious and nervous, Meng Hui sighed in his heart, and the little joy he had just given birth was suddenly gone.

thought that she was just here to make soy sauce at the beginning, and after completing the task, she slapped her ass and left, but the original owner didn't want to live, so she gave up the country to her, but she didn't even find the fun of being an empress, and she was made up of a bunch of big and small things.

I finally waited for the meal, saw a table of dishes that suited my heart, and lost my appetite because I was worried about poisoning.

She is not worried that she will die, if someone really poisons her, and has the soul power to help her body expel the toxin, it won't be long before she can jump up and continue to hi, but this hard-working waiter will be unlucky.

As soon as he thought of these, Meng Hui couldn't help but feel stuffy, stared at the servant and swallowed one bite after another, praying that the people in the palace would be smarter, and not just poison an empress and think of the same routine.

After swallowing the last bite of the dish, the food tasting waiter waited for a while, and after making sure that there was nothing to do, Qingzhu unhurriedly gave Meng Hui the vegetables.

I have to come here in the morning, noon and evening, and the food is cold to the mouth. It's not that Meng Hui can't afford to have a cold meal, but he panics when he thinks of this process.

At the end of the meal, she instructed the people around her to reward the food tasting waiter, and said that there was no need to send someone to try the dishes in advance in the future.

"Your Majesty, don't do it! The first emperor drank the tea that he had not tried, and then he ......" Qingzhu glanced at her face, saw that she had made up her mind, and swallowed it back halfway through her words.

Meng Hui knew that it was difficult to change the rules, but she was not unprepared.

"It's not a way to prevent it like this, it's a waste of time and manpower, and chronic poisons can't be tried. Shang Yun, pick a few people to take turns on duty, from the selection of materials to the food must be personally watched, try for a period of time, if it is feasible, they will be named from the five products of the 'food captain'. ”