Xiao Qingyan thought about it again and again, and did not tell anyone the truth about his mother's fake death.

The day of mourning could not be delayed for too long, so Xiao Qingyan chose the earliest auspicious day, seven days later, when the first seven days had just passed, it was reasonable.

In these seven days, she seized the time to deal with some of Luo Jing's properties, and the family property that should be sold was sold as soon as possible, and only some inconvenient ones were appropriately left, which could always come in handy in the future.

On the fifth day, the coup d'état against Empress Dowager Yang finally began to subside, and Xiao Qingyan also sensed that something was wrong.

There are constantly dignitaries in Beijing who come to the door to offer condolences, and the Xiao family's courtyard, which has been neglected for a long time, suddenly has an endless stream of cars and horses, and the crowns are gathered.

Xiao Qingyan knew that the movement he had caused before was too big.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and a new round of turmoil began in the court, and it was impossible for Yang Xun and his party to throw an olive branch to the Xiao family, because of this, the Xiao family, which was inseparable from the Yang family, became the target of King Zhao.

On this day, the guests were like clouds, and Xiao Qingyan, as a filial son, had to kneel in front of the spirit all the time, and there was a sudden commotion in front of the court.

Zhou Shu ran in sweating profusely and whispered in her ear: "Family master, King Zhao is here." ”

Zhou Shu's words fell, and the sound of singing outside the door had already started: "King Zhao has arrived-"

After the death of King Guang'an and King Huaining, seeing the King of Zhao who was over fifty years old, people inevitably felt absurd and strange in their hearts.

The guests who flocked to the house knew that King Zhao intended to win over the Xiao family, so they moved when they heard the wind, and at this time, King Zhao came in person, and the mourning hall was empty in an instant.

Xiao Qingyan watched the group of guests rush out and smiled sarcastically.

Now that she is the head of the Xiao family, she should come forward to greet her in person.

Xiao Qingyan walked carelessly, and as soon as he arrived at the door of the mourning hall, he had already knelt down in front of him.

King Zhao was over fifty years old, and the purple gold jade belt strangled his fat and sturdy waist, and walked past everyone under the entourage of the guards and officials, and came straight to Xiao Qingyan.

Xiao Qingyan took off his clothes and knelt down, but his knees hung empty under the wide hem of his clothes.

"Xiao Qingyan meets His Royal Highness King Zhao."

"Hey, get up, get up, get up." King Zhao helped Xiao Qingyan up, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Xiao Qingyan carefully.

"Your Highness!" Xiao Qingyan took half a step back, avoiding the big hands like a fan, this King Zhao was in good shape, but he also looked kind.

It's just that the shrewdness bursting out of his eyes makes people dare not be careless in front of him.

"I have heard the name of Xiao Jiulang for a long time, he is really a young man, and his appearance is extraordinary."

Not only is it an extraordinary appearance, but such a quality can be called stunning even among the pet demon children raised by dignitaries.

It's just that people only dare to think about this kind of thought quietly, and they don't dare to say it.

"Nanyang relied on the favor of the Empress Dowager Yang to be domineering and domineering, which led to the tragic death of Lingtang, this king deeply regretted it, and now Nanyang fled, and when she was caught, this king will take her to the Xiao family to make amends."

"Your Highness is sympathetic."

Xiao Qingyan was silent, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and King Zhao was bored if he talked too much, so he consciously put on a stick of incense, comforted Xiao Qingyan a few words, and then proposed to see Xiao Pei.

Xiao Pei was unable to move, and King Zhao came to Yueweitang in person.

At the signal of King Zhao, Xiao Peiping retreated from everyone, leaving only Xiao Qingyan by his side.

King Zhao was refreshed, and went straight to the point: "There have been several storms in the court, and the vitality has been greatly injured, and the ministers of the humerus have died tragically one after another, and now although the Empress Dowager Yang is imprisoned in Yonghuatai, Yang Xun insists on refusing to kill, which is nothing more than trying to use the Empress Dowager Yang to restrain the court."

"At present, the court urgently needs a virtuous and virtuous minister to suppress the arrogance of the Yang family.

"This king wants to invite Xiao Gong to return to the dynasty and support the Great Jin Sheji, which is not only the invitation of this king, but also the invitation of His Majesty, and the invitation of the people of the world."

Xiao Qingyan's dark eyelashes drooped, covering the sneer under his eyes.

For the country, the king and the people, if he is really so loyal to the monarch and patriotic and awe-inspiring, he should have stood up as early as when Taiwei Ji stepped forward to fight with Empress Dowager Yang.

At this time, he stood up and put on a posture of a virtuous king, but he lacked a chess piece in his hand to charge into battle.

Xiao Pei leaned back in his wheelchair and coughed, coughing breathlessly.

Grandfather, this old fox!

Xiao Qingyan was amused, pressed the corners of his mouth and hurriedly stepped forward, handing water and smoothness.

After a long time, Xiao Pei barely breathed down: "Promoted by His Royal Highness, the old minister is grateful, but the minister has been idle at home for many years, and he is about to die, and he is long gone." ”

With tears in his eyes, I don't know if he was coughing uncomfortably or feeling sad in his heart, Xiao Pei patted his legs and smiled bitterly: "Thanks to the Yang family, the old minister has become a wasted person, how can such a rotten wood posture still stand on top of the court, and it is just a joke." ”

Zhao Wanghu glanced at Xiao Pei suspiciously, and was suspicious.

At that time, Xiao Pei was indeed unparalleled in his scheming skills, comparable to the power of ghosts and gods, but decades have passed, and the world knows nothing about his current ability.

But recently, there have been constant changes in Beijing, and the Xiao family has faced the coercion of Empress Dowager Yang and Nanyang several times, but they have miraculously turned the danger into a disaster, but it is Empress Dowager Yang's mother and daughter who have fallen into the clouds strangely, one is imprisoned, and the other is missing.

This is really too weird, the strategists around King Zhao analyzed the movements of the Xiao family in the recent period for him, and came up with a possibility, maybe everything that happened recently has Xiao Pei behind the scenes, and the Empress Dowager Yang finally forced it too much, provoking the tiger with claws to be angry and show his sharp teeth.

Although his adviser was young, he was quite intelligent, and he was very admired by King Zhao.

Even if the analysis is only three points true, that is enough to explain ...... Xiao Pei may be deliberately pretending to be sick to avoid it.

King Zhao smiled kindly: "Xiao Gong is modest, if it wasn't for Xiao Gong to preside over the overall situation, the first emperor would not be able to sit firmly in the court, let alone the stability of the Great Jin Dynasty for decades, if Xiao Gong can return to the court, it will be the expectation of the public, and Yang Xun will definitely be frightened." ”

Xiao Qingyan raised the corners of his mouth coldly.

With his grandfather's ability, he can indeed stabilize the current court, but King Zhao will not understand that the foundation of the Great Jin Dynasty has been rotten and he has no power to return to the sky, even if he promised his grandfather the third prince, the treatment of the prime minister's government is just a return to the light before death in the eyes of his grandfather, and his grandfather does not look down on such a false glory at all, let alone let the basin of the minister of the dead country fall on his hands.

Whether His Majesty can sit on the throne or not, and how long can the national fortunes of the Great Jin Dynasty be able to breathe, my grandfather doesn't care at all.

Crushed his arrogance with his own hands, endured the pain and swallowed blood for decades, what he wanted was to be from the dragon's work, a supreme minister, and a prominent honor to bring the Xiao family back to the head of the family, and it would be prosperous for a long time.

If not, how could he be willing?

King Zhao was holding a warm heart, looking forward to Xiao Pei's reply, but Xiao Qingyan's ears sounded his grandfather's cough again.

"Grandfather ......"

Xiao Qingyan stroked Xiao Pei's chest to smooth him, and his hand was suddenly grabbed by his grandfather.