Even the princes of the state dare not say anything else, speculating on the current situation and realizing the holy will, everyone can compete for the first place.

However, what the kings think in their hearts, the saints don't know.

That being the case, the minister knows the meaning of the king, the minister knows the meaning of the king, the minister knows the meaning of the minister, and the minister knows the meaning of the minister......

This can be regarded as another sense of knowing each other.

Sure enough, the next day was calm and normal.

Thinking about it, it is clear that it is the other backward bodies, and the chaos is the future situation of Southern Chu.

Since it's okay, you can put it first.

Nanchu has a lot of injustices now, but his heart is stable, and everything is safe.

But there are still people who are unhappy.

Right Prime Minister Feng Xian'er has been in the palace since he was fourteen years old, and he has come to Zhaohua Hall every day to ask for peace.

This was granted by Ling Guangjun.

She is also religious, whether it is facing the Lingguangjun who was more than 100 years old when she entered the palace, or now, the Lingguangjun who is nine out of ten. She prostrated as usual, day after day.

At this time on this day, Feng Guifei, who was enchanting and amorous in front of the emperor and was dementored, was sitting in a soft sedan chair and heading to Zhaohua Hall as usual.

She knew that her posture was bright, and this move was analogous to self-destruction and condescension in front of Ling Guangjun.

The jade-embedded soft sedan chair stopped at the west gate, and the guards of the forbidden army on both sides knelt down and saluted, and then even the maids and maids withdrew, each of them retreated, in order to avoid the suspicion of peeping at the concubine's complexion.

It wasn't until there was no one nearby that the beauty in the sedan came down. I still see that it is nephrite incense, and Qiongzhi is snowy, but it also exudes some different customs in this cold and heavy inner palace.

It's a pity that no one gets to see it.

At this moment, just after midnight, the sky was faintly bright, Feng Xian'er stepped into the small door, but saw that there was a young man standing on the front desk of the hall that should have been empty.

The man was standing here quietly, with a tall posture, looking at the magnificent Zhaohua Palace, although the person was small, but the momentum was not weak. Like a fairy ghost wandering in the world before the night fades.

And from the side of the face, the contours are clear, the lines are clear, and the demeanor is also graceful. His body is square, his clothes are broad, and he is clearly a backward reader.

It just so happened that Feng Xian'er knew this person.

When the Ministry of Rites asked about the talents, Feng Xian'er and Zuo Cheng were admitted to the school and entered Beijing, and there were eleven people who were both good, and this person was one of them. But if it is only based on the appearance and then subdivides, this Great Chu Feng Xiang privately feels that this person will definitely be able to fall into the top spot.

However, when those students saw Feng Xian'er's appearance that day, most of them were sideways, and only the two of them were unmoved. A person who reads a book has an eye disease, has blurred vision three steps away, and is beautiful at the moment, and he should treat himself as an ordinary person. And the other one is this Xu Zhongyan.

Feng Xian'er asked the first person, and when she came to Xu Zhongyan, she thought that he also had an eye disease, but found that he was a nerd with this white skin, but he couldn't distinguish between beauty and ugliness in his eyes, and he almost made a joke about himself.

Although I was annoyed at the time, I rated him as superior in my heart, and then I never saw him again.

See you for the second time.

Now here, in front of this Zhaohua Palace, except for the people summoned by Lingguang Jun and Feng Xian'er himself, even the Emperor of Southern Chu and the two princes cannot come on their own.

The main gate outside the hall is not opened, and the east and west gates are guarded by forbidden troops, and this person must have been called.

When she got up in the morning and saw the glory of being just her, but at this time there was one more, and she first felt a sense of crisis in her heart, and then she had some grievances and sourness inexplicably.

What's more, I don't have makeup now. Thinking about meeting this person made me even more unhappy.

However, when she was in the lobby of the Ministry of Rites that day, she sighed that this person is good anywhere, but it is a pity that he is blind.

Now, she has to sigh even more.

This Xu Zhongyan is good-looking.

It's a pity that it was castrated.

As the concubine of the Emperor of Southern Chu, she was originally a little evasive of men and women, but when she thought of this, she also let go.

However, seeing someone coming, Xu Zhongyan straightened his clothes, and then held his head high, looked directly at the main entrance of Zhaohua Palace, and said loudly:

"Xia's female Qingtong, the name of the fake Lingguang, is chaotic, the blessing is up to herself, and she insults the ...... of hundreds of officials"

Feng Xian'er originally thought that this person's speech was also good, but after just a few sentences, she heard that it was inappropriate, this word was crepe, and it was obvious that she was not here to see... It's here to scold.

Although she has served in front of the Zhaohua Palace all the year round, she doesn't know the name of Lingguangjun, but the meaning of Xu Zhongyan's words, who else can this Xia Qingtong be if she is not Lingguangjun?

How he learned about this secret is no longer a matter of concern. Importantly, in Da Chu, this sin is equivalent to calling a saint by name.

Feng Xian'er scolded: "Xu Zhongyan! What are you doing? ”

The Xu family Saburo didn't move when he heard it, and his mouth didn't stop, and the scolding became more and more ugly.

In addition to Feng Xian'er in front of Emperor Nanchu and Ling Guangjun, any of the internal officials and foreign ministers saw her, and they had to bow their bodies more or less, relying on her beauty and prestige. There are two supreme saints of Nanchu behind her, but Xu Zhongyan is a grass person, and she has lost face three times and twice, which makes the concubine really unbearable.

She simply stepped forward in two steps and stood in front of Xu Zhongyan. That Xu Zhongyan was more than a head taller than her, his eyes did not squint, he did not stutter, and he did not stop his mouth, and he was not disturbed by her at all.

If this person doesn't talk to her, Feng Xiang's words and tricks won't work. At this moment, you have to lead him to talk to yourself first.

Feng Xian'er thought of this, and planned to report his door first, so that he could care about the lives of his parents and brothers, and stop talking for the time being.

After making up her mind, she slowly calmed down, opened her mouth indifferently, and said: "Xu Zhongyan, a person from Tongcheng, has both parents at home, and three brothers..."

When Xu Zhongyan heard her say this, his words changed, and he still scolded loudly: "...... slanderous and flattering, cunning, arrogant palace concubines, coercing courtiers ......"

This is a joint scolding of the emperor and her.

Feng Xian'er is naturally a person who has seen the world, and when she is scolded in person, she can still restrain her mind, her eyes glanced down, and she said: "I know that you are in pain, but the matter has come to this ......."

“…… He actually caused the demon girl to filth the palace, hurt and humiliate the school, and did not cultivate virtue......"

The more Feng Xian'er spoke, the more Xu Zhongyan scolded her, and the two went back and forth, Feng Xian'er was actually not weak in her words, but after all, she had been pampered for many years, and she was a woman. Xu Zhongyan took advantage of the high voice, and Feng Xian'er's words were drowned in his voice, so he naturally seemed to be inferior.

No matter how good Feng Xian'er's temperament is, she can't stand it. In such a situation, there was no sound in the Zhaohua Palace, and she didn't dare to rush in.

Just now, I wanted to spare his life, so I didn't go directly to the internal guard of the forbidden army, but now I can't take care of it.

Feng Xian'er turned around and was about to go out to call someone, but she heard the crisp sound of a jade falling table in the Zhaohua Palace.

This sound actually cut a ray of heaven from Xu Zhongyan's clear scolding.

followed by Ling Guangjun's voice.

"Feng Xiang, come in and talk."