Song Yisheng naturally didn't know what Fenghua had misunderstood, he was in a hurry to go back to Zheng Anhou's mansion to inquire about the situation, only to know that Zheng Anhou had indeed been ordered to enter the palace.

It turned out to be summoned by the emperor.

Song Yisheng became more and more uneasy.

The emperor has no trivial matter, let alone urgently summoning Zheng Anhou to make such a big move.

He fidgeted and kept reviewing everything after entering Chang'an, and found nothing wrong.

Song Yisheng was anxious, and Zheng Anhou was not having a good time.

The emperor was in a hurry, and because he was often moving around, he got a mouth from the imperial governor, which was a matter of Qing'an County.

As soon as Cao Yu's fold was handed over, the emperor's expression was a little subtle.

Zheng Anhou knew that there was something wrong.

When facing the king, the emperor didn't get much angry, but this gloomy sound made the scene cold.

"Zheng Qing, look at what is written on Cao Yu's fold."

Zheng An waited for a salute and respectfully took the fold, and Qin Wujiang's impeccable handwriting pierced his eyes one by one.

Yijin, the eldest lady of the Song family, thinks she is a wood.

Zheng Anhou grinded his teeth secretly.

is a good Song Yisheng, but he will really find something for him.

But now is obviously not the time to lose his temper, he immediately bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty Mingjian, minister...... The minister was also confused by the brother and sister. ”

The Emperor laughed.

"One is Qing'an Hou, saying that he invented this formation, and the other is Qing'an Houmei, who also said that she invented it."

The emperor's fingers tapped on the table, suddenly restrained his smile, and slapped the table: "There is always one who is guilty of bullying the king!" Can you escape? ”

"Your Majesty is angry, and the minister deserves to die." Zheng Anhou fell to his knees in his robe, sweat on his forehead.

Seeing this, Liu An, the former head of the palace, brought a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, the concubine Niangniang sent someone to deliver supper, should you put it first, or ......" Liu An asked in a low voice.

The emperor glanced at him, but after all, he didn't brush Concubine Zheng's intentions, and ordered someone to bring it up.

Two mouthfuls of sweet soup into the stomach, the emperor was a lot more relaxed.

Zheng Anhou nodded slightly at Liu An.

"Stand down." The emperor waved his hand, and Liu An led the maids of the palace to retreat, leaving the two monarchs and ministers alone.

The emperor looked at Zheng Anhou: "Song Yisheng said that he created it, so you believe it?" ”

"Your Majesty, at that time, Qing Anhou did not see the news but said the essence of the formation, and the minister believed it." Zheng Anhou was a little innocent, and then kowtowed.

"Is it possible that he knew the news first." The emperor swept him.

Zheng Anhou knelt down and straightened up: "Your Majesty Mingjian, the military situation is 800 miles to be sent to Chang'an urgently, and it will be directly bowed, and it will only reach the hands of the ministers with the permission of His Majesty, and it is impossible for Qing'an Hou to know in advance." ”

He explained to Song Yisheng, in fact, he was also defending himself.

After all, Song Yisheng was recommended by him, although this crime of negligence cannot hurt the muscles and bones, but in the end it is a mistake.

Zheng Anhou played the abacus shrewdly and bowed his head to listen to the hadith.

The muscles on the Emperor's face moved, and he hummed deeply.

Half a day.

"Zheng Qing, get up and speak."

"Yes." Zheng Anhou breathed a sigh of relief, this is to believe him.

"What does Zheng Qing think of this, who is lying between the two brothers and sisters?"

Zheng Anhou hesitated slightly: "Why doesn't Your Majesty ask in person?" ”

"Him?" The Emperor snorted coldly.

"Self-examination of the benefactor, should I praise him for his loyalty to the king, or sell the lord for glory?" The Emperor looked over.

Zheng Anhou's expression froze, and he didn't dare to answer.

"Okay, since you caused the matter, it's up to you to ask. There are rewards for meritorious deeds, and punishments for faults, I want to see how this Song Yisheng will choose. The Emperor waved him down.

Zheng An waited out of the palace gate and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Thanks to the blessing of these two great victories recently, the emperor was in a very good mood and was not very angry.

But out of the palace, Zheng Anhou's anger jumped up slowly.

Song Yisheng caused the trouble himself, but asked him to bear this blame, what kind of reason is this!

He rushed into the lobby, and Song Yisheng was waiting.

Song Yisheng, who had to be angry for a long time to understand the truth, was dumbfounded.

He thought of thousands of possibilities, and even guessed a lot about the identity of the person who conspired with the Gu family, but he didn't expect that the problem would be Song Yijin.

Song Yijin has a few catties and a few taels, and Song Yisheng, who is an elder brother, is very clear.

Although she has been imitating Liu Huazhang because of jealousy, but the kung fu of the three-legged cat, she still wants to go to the battlefield?

Mu Sheng, who suddenly jumped out, also made his head big.

He only knew that it was the Cao Jiajun who rescued him thousands of miles, but he didn't know that there was a big hero with a small man in Qing'an County!

Song Yisheng was dizzy.

He had only been away from home for five or six days, and he had done so much.

It's just clueless.

But in front of him, Zheng Anhou's dissatisfaction was calmed, and the emperor's anger was even more extinguished.

"Master Hou is angry, it's the little nephew who doesn't think about it, this ...... This formation is ......" Song Yisheng clenched his fists and lowered his head and said sullenly: "I studied it with my sister." ”

Zheng An sighed.

"So, you're pleading guilty?"

Song Yisheng closed his eyes.

He had no other way.

If he doesn't protect Song Yijin, the crime of bullying the king will be condemned, and the Song family will suffer all over the house.

"Hou Ye Mingjian, this is really a misunderstanding." He hurriedly said: "The younger nephew thought that she would not show up, so he came forward to admit it, and asked the Hou Ye to be kind in front of His Majesty." ”

He bowed to the end, but Zheng Anhou was silent.

Song Yisheng maintained his posture and his waist was sore, and what was even worse was that the thick humiliation made his face hot.

He fixed his gaze on Zheng Anhou's stone blue boots, and his expression was stiff and wooden.

"Okay, Your Majesty is already suspicious of my friendship with you, so Qing'anhou should move out first." Zheng Anhou flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Song Yisheng clenched his fists.

The arm under the sleeve was bruised.

Thinking that he was happy and peaceful, he would be swept out of the house overnight.

"Yes." He smiled, respectfully, and ordered someone to pack up and leave.

It is deeper and heavier, and the streets are quiet only with the chirping of cicadas.

He glanced back at the vermilion lacquer gate that Qing'an was waiting for.

One day, he will make Zheng Anhou regret what he did today.

"Drive!" Song Yisheng rode away.

Zheng Anhou stood on the high-rise building in the mansion and saw it, and his henchmen behind him stepped forward: "This Qing'anhou is good-tempered." ”

"A dog that bites, of course, doesn't bark first." Zheng Anhou snorted.

"Then the Hou Ye is still ......"

Zheng Anhou snorted lightly: "It's because of this that I have to keep pressing him so hard, so that he won't dare to bark at you for the rest of his life." ”

"Hou Ye is wise." The henchman praised it, and said: "But Your Majesty's side ......"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty won't kill him, it's just a warning." Zheng Anhou said coldly, meaning something.

Song Yisheng can be regarded as having just made a "great achievement", and His Majesty will not pick this time to kill him.

"Get ready, enter the palace tomorrow to face the saint."

Sure enough, as Zheng Anhou expected, the emperor only punished Song Yisheng with a simple application, and Song Yijin, who had made great contributions, was also seriously injured.

"Qing'anhou, take the order, congratulations to Sister Ling."

Zheng An waited for the skin to smile without smiling, passed the decree on his behalf, and said: "Your Majesty asked you to return to Qing'an as soon as possible, and you must not leave your post without permission." ”

It's Qing'an again.

How long will he be in Qing'an?

Song Yisheng accepted the order with great grievance, and said goodbye immediately.

He had to see who was turning the clouds and rain in Qing'an and causing him a big deal!