Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Mother Wakes Up
Yun Zhuxin knelt in front of the imperial desk, hanging his head low, dragging on the ground in a green robe and long skirt, his beautiful face was still calm, and his elegance was peerless, but he was not moved by foreign objects.
Cold beauty, quiet beauty, thrilling beauty.
Even if the Southern Patrol Dynasty was reprimanded by the emperor, she did not have a scared or fearful expression.
To be honest, Yun Zhuxin's temperament is very similar to Yun Zhuyue, and Yun Zhuyue back then was also so immovable, cold and beautiful, like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain that is not stained with dust.
From a certain point of view, Yun Zhuxin and Su Chen were able to come together and become Taoist couples because of their similar personalities.
In the imperial study, there was an eerie silence in the atmosphere.
Only the sound of the emperor's fingers tapping lightly on the imperial desk echoed, tugging at everyone's heartstrings.
After half a ring, Su Chen said lightly: "Leave the twist." ”
"The old slave is here. ”
Lihuazi hurriedly stood in front of the imperial desk and bent down to salute.
"Take her to the Heart Cultivation Hall and treat Daji. ”
Su Chen's eyes fell on Yun Zhuxin's body, a thin and cold figure, with calm in her beautiful eyes, but it made people feel a little indescribably distressed, and wanted to hold her in her arms and love and care.
"Wow. ”
Liwuzi saluted respectfully, walked to Yun Zhuxin's side, lowered his head, Lizhuzi didn't dare to look at Yun Zhuxin, and said softly: "Miss Yun, please come with the old slave." ”
"Hmm. ”
Yun Zhuxin nodded, got up, bent his knees, and silently bowed to Su Chenrourou.
She then left the study after her sister.
The Southern Patrol Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the emperor still trusts the descendants of the Yun family very much, and he doesn't even need the assessment of the imperial hospital, so he directly asks Yun Zhuxin to go to the Heart Cultivation Hall to treat Niangniang.
"Get up. ”
Su Chen waved his hand lightly and motioned for the Southern Patrol Dynasty to stand up.
"Wow. ”
The Southern Patrol Dynasty hurriedly got up.
In the imperial study, silence returned to it.
Su Chen looked at the door of the imperial study and suddenly spoke: "When did she enter the city." ”
"Huh?"
Nan Xunchao was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly replied: "If you go back to the emperor, Niece Yun entered the imperial capital with the elders of the family three days before the siege of the eldest prince, and has been living in the old minister's house. ”
This question had already been answered once by the Southern Patrol Dynasty, but he did not dare to point it out.
Whatever the emperor asks, he just answers.
"When the army of the Great Prince besieged the city, the Yun family once gave more than 100 servants in the family to serve in the army free of charge, as well as 3,000 gold and silver, and countless baggage resources, which were presented to the Military Machine Pavilion as a reward for the military merits of the soldiers. ”
"As of today, there are only a dozen or so lineage bloodlines left in the Yun family, and there is nothing left, even the more than 100 servants have died on the battlefield. ”
Su Chen nodded and said lightly: "It's also a loyal family." ”
According to the emperor's ordinary temper, if the Yun family's matter is true, the emperor will never let the loyal family chill, and will definitely reward them lavishly, so as to set an example.
But today, the emperor was unusual, just praised lightly, and there was no follow-up.
The Southern Patrol Dynasty kept silent, not daring to continue to say good things for the Yun family, he had already said enough, and it could be regarded as repaying Yun Zhuxin's kindness for saving his daughter.
He still doesn't know why Yun Zhuxin asked him so persistently to let him enter the palace to face the saint and recommend himself to the emperor to save Daji Niangniang.
The Southern Patrol Dynasty didn't know why, and he didn't want to know.
If it weren't for the kindness owed to Yun Zhuxin by the Southern Patrol Dynasty, he would not have entered the palace to face the saint today, and recommended Yun Zhuxin to the emperor to save Daji.
After all, he is not the minister of the Military Aircraft Pavilion, nor is he the emperor's favorite minister, and it is a very risky thing to rashly recommend someone to treat Daji Niangniang......
Now it seems that as long as Yun Zhuxin doesn't tell a lie, Daji Niangniang will most likely be able to wake up.
Even if Yun Zhuxin's medical skills are not refined and he is helpless, the emperor should not be angry, right?
After all, she is a descendant of the Yun family.
Nan Xunchao pondered in his heart, and he was a little uneasy in his heart.
On the other hand, the emperor didn't ask any more questions, holding a pen and bowing his head to sketch on the imperial desk, not knowing what he was planning.
Seeing the emperor's sometimes frowning and sometimes smiling lightly should be a very important matter.
The Southern Patrol Dynasty naturally didn't know that Su Chen was planning the affairs of the new intelligence department in Great Xia.
The Southern Patrol Dynasty was not curious about this, he just wanted to know when he could retire to the emperor and when he could leave the imperial study.
The longer he stayed in the imperial study, the greater the pressure in the heart of the Southern Patrol Dynasty, after all, he was not the Minister of the Military Aircraft Pavilion.
Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, he is facing a man who can control his life and death and career, and he is the most noble man in the entire Great Xia!
At this time, the Southern Patrol Dynasty wanted to retire, but he couldn't find a chance to speak, because he didn't see the emperor's statement.
The complexity of officialdom is far from being something you can do at will, and you need to be cautious at all times.
Generally speaking, after the courtier has finished talking in the imperial study, the emperor will take a sip of the teacup, and then encourage the courtier or appease the courtier, and then you can retire.
This is a kind of officialdom rule, an unspoken rule that is not placed on the surface, and everyone knows it.
It's like in the early dynasty, the emperor doesn't say that the dynasty is scattered, and the courtiers dare to go?
The complexity of the Great Xia officialdom, especially the court politics, needs to be cautious everywhere, and every detail must not be neglected.
Before the emperor made a clear statement, the Southern Patrol Dynasty did not dare to open his mouth to retire, so he could only wait.
However, it stands to reason that the emperor should be thirsty after talking for such a long time, but the emperor has not picked up the tea cup for a long time, which shows that the emperor does not want to let the Southern Tour Dynasty leave.
Nanxun looked at the jade porcelain tea cup on the imperial desk with a staggered beard, and a pair of eyes were eager to pierce it.
Aren't you thirsty, Emperor?
Emperor, you should be thirsty, right?
Emperor, if you are thirsty, take a sip!
The Southern Patrol looked at the ...... I suddenly felt a little thirsty.
Finally, the emperor's palm reached out to the jade porcelain teacup, took the teacup, and took a sip.
It's finally time to go.
The Southern Patrol Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to kowtow and retire, the emperor spoke again.
"Aiqing is tired of standing, right?"
Su Chen put down the teacup casually, didn't raise his head, pointed to the chair on the side with a pen, and said, "Sit down." ”
I......
The Southern Patrol Dynasty was speechless for a moment, what else could he do, the emperor had spoken, sit down!
"Wow. ”
The Southern Patrol Dynasty had no choice but to salute, sitting on the chair next to him, his buttocks only next to the edge of the chair, and he didn't dare to sit full.
Su Chen seemed to realize something, raised his head and glanced at the Southern Patrol Dynasty, and then at the tea cup in his hand, he suddenly smiled.
This old man's expression at this time looks like that of a young student facing the master, eager to leave school, but he does not dare to bring it up to the master.
Fortunately, the torment of the Southern Tour did not last long.
An hour later, the sound of a twist came from outside the study.
"Emperor, great joy, great joy! Niang Niang is awake!"
Before the twister arrived in the imperial study, an excited hoarse voice came.
"Hmmm. ”
Su Chen Huoran got up, threw away the pen and paper, and strode out of the imperial study: "Swing, imperial study." ”
Niece Yun, you finally didn't hurt the old man.
Nanxun wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed.