Chapter Eighty-Seven: Degraded Qizhou

In the early morning, the sky was overcast, and it began to rain again, and Duanwang's Mansion was shrouded in rain and fog.

Bai Xiyu sat bored in the gazebo in the garden, and when she thought of having such a bad daughter-in-law as Yulanqiong, her heart was blocked.

"Princess, look at how charming and festive today's peony is!" said the maid Xiaoqu with a smile.

Bai Xiyu glanced at the peony blooming in the rain and asked, "What about Anning? This day is not good, isn't she in the house?"

Xiaoqu said hesitantly: "County lord, she's out!"

"I'm afraid I didn't go to see that Duan Zhijun again, right?

"The prince has entered the palace. Xiaoqu said cautiously: "Princess, is the emperor no good..."

Bai Xiyu glared at her: "You want to die, Xuanzhi said, now that the situation in the court is so sensitive, there are eyes and ears of Gonggong Jin in the Baoqi Mansion, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will put the Duanwang Mansion to death... , okay, you ask the housekeeper to send a few people out to find peace back!"

In the court hall in the palace, the atmosphere was depressed and dull, and the crown prince Lin Yunzheng sat on the dragon chair, with a restless face, because Weizong had been unconscious, the prince's henchmen were a little unbearable, and tried their best to trick the prince to ascend the throne.

At this time, there were three factions in the court, one faction was naturally the support faction headed by the right minister, the other faction was because Weizong was still there, and it was not appropriate to ascend the throne at this time and change the dynasty, and the third faction was the wait-and-see faction.

The officials were foaming at the mouth of the court, their faces were red, and the prince Lin Yunzheng was annoyed, he rubbed his temples and looked at Gonggong Jin on the side, but his mind was chaotic.

Gonggong Jin's small naked eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of bloodthirstiness: "What are you arguing about! Now that the emperor is in a coma and dying, it is justified for the crown prince to succeed to the throne!"

"Even if it is the crown prince, it can be justified if there is an edict of succession!" Duan Yi, the secretary of the military department, said loudly.

"Shang Shu's words are light, the emperor is like this, how can he get an edict?" Jin Gonggong didn't put Duan Yi in his eyes at all, and asked sarcastically. Turning his face and looking at Duanwang Lin Shuo again: "I don't know what Duanwang thinks?"

Lin Shuo raised his eyebrows coldly and arrogantly, and said in a rough voice, "This king is a rough man, he doesn't understand this!"

The prince on the dragon chair swept his eyes coldly towards the court, secretly proud in his heart, saying that he was in a high position, but he felt that he would have the supreme right above the high position, and he would be able to have the arrogance of despising all things in the world!

After the dispersal of the court, King Duan walked slowly on the palace road, the light gray clouds were pressed down low, and a burst of rain drifted from time to time, there will be a farce above the court every day, as long as it does not endanger the Duanwang Mansion, he never cares about it, and he is happy and leisurely.

"Duanwang stays!" Hearing someone shouting behind him, he stopped, and Gonggong Jiang, who was serving beside the emperor, walked over quickly.

"What is the matter with Gonggong Jiang calling this king?" asked King Duan suspiciously.

Gonggong Jiang bowed and asked with a respectful smile: "The prince is going back to the house, and the old slave also happened to go to announce the decree to the third highness, can you go with the prince?"

King Duan nodded, and led Gonggong Jiang to the carriage of Duanwang's Mansion parked outside the palace gate.

"Is it about Mo'er's will? But the emperor is not..."

"This holy decree was made by the emperor when he was sober, it is absolutely true!" Jiang Gonggong's face was solemn.

King Duan pondered for a moment, still feeling a little uneasy: "What is the will?"

"The emperor has made the third highness the king of Ning, and he will give the fief Qizhou!" said Jiang Gonggong concisely, his face was dim and difficult to distinguish.

King Duan frowned, why is it King Ning? The fief is Qizhou? It really has some far-reaching meaning.

When he returned to the palace, King Duan ordered someone to open the main hall of the main entrance, and an incense case was set up in the hall.

Jiang Gonggong shook off the golden holy decree in his hand, and preached loudly: "Fengtian carries the emperor's edict and says: In view of the emperor's third son, Qianmo, Nanfeng Sixuan, Junxiu and Duxue, and Yingcai, it is the blessing of Jinchuan State, and the third son of the emperor, Qianmo, is specially given the title of King Ning, who governs Qizhou, and will go to work from now on. Chin this!

Lin Yunmo shouted: "Thank you, Lord Longen!" raised his hands and respectfully accepted the holy decree.

"Gonggong Jiang, hasn't my father woken up yet?" Lin Yunmo remembered what Shangguan Mingzhi had instructed him when he was in Guangming Palace, it seemed that this holy decree had already been weighed by Weizong!

Gonggong Jiang's face was bitter but he couldn't speak, he arched his hand at Lin Yunmo, and urged in a low voice: "Third Highness, without further ado, it's better to leave this place of right and wrong earlier" After a pause, he lowered his voice and said: "He will wait for His Highness to return to Chishui in the future, if the old slave still has blessings, he is willing to serve His Highness!"

Lin Yunmo's eyes flashed with a burning luster, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, Gonggong Jiang take care!"

In the main hall, Bai Xiyu learned that Lin Yunmo had canonized King Ning, and became uneasy, this holy decree would not come sooner or later, why should it not arrive until after Lin Yunmo's wedding, things should not be so simple.

Bai Xiyu walked up to Lin Yunmo, quite worried: "Qizhou is located on the border, it is desolate and remote, and the road is far away, how can Du'er be pregnant and can withstand such a toss?

"No", Lin Yunmo's eyes are like obsidian, deep and bright, "Du'er must not stay in the palace, the second prince is eyeing her, and Gonggong Jin is insidious and cunning, if she stays, it is too dangerous, don't worry, I will take care of her!"

Lin Shuo's eyes were heavy and solemn and said: "On the surface, it seems to be degraded, but don't you think that this is the emperor protecting you in disguise? Why is the fief Qizhou? or King Ning?

Lin Yunmo raised his eyes and sneered, noncommittal: "Qizhou is the top priority of Jinchuan Kingdom, and the emperor must have known that his father-in-law's cavalry was resting there, otherwise it would definitely not be regarded as a fief!"

"Before the class teacher returned to the court, the king received the emperor's secret order to leave troops to garrison Qizhou, and you went to Yanfu Country at that time, and I didn't have time to inform you. Lin Shuo's face was stiff and embarrassed, as if he had been snooped on.

"I know that my father-in-law has always defended me!" Lin Yunmo said with a grin.

The corners of Lin Shuo's mouth showed a relieved smile, and he was afraid that Lin Yunmo would worry too much.

Back in Moyuan, Lin Yunmo instructed Li Ji to pack some bags, although Qianshan woke up at dusk, he was sleepy, unwilling to get up, and leaned on the carved bed with a brocade quilt, and his ears were the sound of rain in the courtyard.

"Were you tired last night?" Lin Yunmo teased as he sat on the bed.

Qianshan Twilight squinted at him, and deliberately teased: "It's me who is served by His Highness, how can I be tired?"

Lin Yunmo stretched out his hand and imprisoned her in his arms with the brocade quilt, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Then, is the princess still satisfied with serving her husband?"

Qianshan Twilight nestled around his neck and smiled stupidly: "It's reluctant." Then she restrained her smile slightly: "You're going to Qizhou, aren't you?"

"Hmm!" Lin Yunmo nodded, a trace of pity crossed his eyes, "How can I rest assured that I will leave you in the palace, but this is a long way to Qizhou, and I am reluctant to let you suffer!"

"I'm not that delicate, I'll be where you are!