The monarch returned to the dynasty, and the first will he proposed after waking up was to restore the official positions of Futu, Fang Shi, and Zheng Xize, and all the guilt was revoked.

Ji Xian ordered to suppress Zhao Wen pretending to be himself, but he also released the news that he had been held hostage by gangsters, at this time, Ji Mo Qinghe listened to Ding Hanjie's return to the palace in the mansion, and sighed lightly without knowing whether he was happy or sad.

"Childe, do you know what the king means by this?"

Seeing that Jimo Qinghe was thoughtful, Yidong sat aside and asked tentatively.

Ji Moqinghe separated the tea set on the table, picked up the first tea cup and placed it in the upper left corner.

"Not to mention the pretence, it is to appease the courtiers, and to prevent the courtiers from having different intentions because of this matter, the king of a country is changed, and no one notices what a loophole this will be."

With that, he picked up the second teacup.

"Futu, Zheng Xize, and Fang Shishang thanked the table, and indirectly admitted that they had made mistakes, the monarch's leniency is tolerant, and it is natural for a courtier to go down the steps given by the monarch, the king knows that the three of them are not at fault, but the supreme royal power is unquestionable, and this is also the best of both worlds."

The third teacup was held in Jimo Qinghe's hand, but he didn't put it down for a long time.

"As for revealing that he was kidnapped by gangsters......"

He looked at the green clouds in front of him, and his expression became softer.

"If you don't get the order to return to the royal capital, transfer the border army to lead the troops to serve the king, control the military defense, and ban the courtiers, which is not a big crime."

"So, the king is for the son!"

Ding Hanjie immediately answered.

Jimo Qinghe shook his head with a smile and put the tea cup on the table.

"Yes and no...... General Ling is a border general, loyal to the court for many years, this time the only two sons are in the palace, it is clear that he left his net worth and life in the hands of the king, the king has insight into the way of power and strategy, naturally understands the deep meaning, except for these, the rest of the ......"

"The rest is because of Childe!"

Yidong, who is often calm, rarely learns from Ding Hanjie to answer.

Jimo Qinghe stood up and walked out of the house, standing on the edge of the verandah and looking at the bamboo forest rustling in the wind not far away.

"That's enough......"

The second day was the day of the salary, Futu, Zheng Xize, and Fang Shiall returned from the court, greeted the ministers, and the atmosphere in the hall was much more relaxed than some time ago.

"Lord Futu, there is no danger this time, it can be seen that the king attaches great importance to Lord Futu."

Li Wen bowed to Futu first.

As soon as he returned to the palace, Zheng Xize went to Futu's mansion as soon as possible, at this time he knew the cause and effect, and he knew that he had returned safely.

"God bless my king, God bless Hao Tian......"

Fotu sighed.

"Speaking of today, why don't you see Lord Zuo Xiang?"

Song Wenquan also asked in a low voice on the side.

"I don't know about this."

Futu shook his head, and Song Wenquan Nunu mouthed.

"Although Prime Minister Zuo has meritorious service this time, this Qianliqin King is holding the courtiers hostage, which really offends many people."

Not far away, Mo Liangjun heard several adults talking about Jimo Qinghe, and snorted coldly from his nose.

"Zuo Xiang is such a cold and delicate person on weekdays, but this time he is like a different person, it's really embarrassing......"

Li Wenxian sighed twice.

"Will Zuo Xiang find some reason not to come today, he is a world-famous peerless son, and he is the head of the maintenance operation, and now the situation in the court is obviously unfavorable to him, if the king blames him again......"

Song Wenquan analyzed.

"No, it won't."

A determined voice came from behind Song Wenquan.

"Lord Zheng."

Song Wenquan hurriedly turned around and saluted.

Zheng Xize nodded, and then looked outside the hall gate.

"Lord Zheng, what are you looking at?"

Song Wenquan looked at the empty hall except for the guards and asked.

Zheng Xize didn't speak, for a long time.

"Here ......