The night is getting deeper.

The lights of Di'an City flickered and spread under the moonless night, and the temple fairs and street markets that extended in all directions were crowded with pedestrians. The red duck in charge of patrolling the streets took off and landed in the school field of the Alien Beast Division at the four corners of the outer city, and under the night sky farther away, the flying beasts of the City Defense Division could be vaguely seen dragging out a series of green rays, reporting the situation in the far suburbs of Di'an.

The bustling city of the capital seemed to disturb the heavens, and as a gust of night wind blew, wisps of white dots quietly fell to the world.

The fiery red ancient city is embellished with a touch of purity by flying snow, adding a unique winter tranquility to the bustling city.

Along the lights of thousands of homes all the way up, in the deepest part of the imperial city and the palace city, a high pavilion on the top of Jiulong Mountain stands in the shadow of the night, and the light from the top of the pavilion is like a pair of eyes, quietly looking at the ancient city below that is like a brocade of prosperity.

The cold wind howled, and a snowflake fell from the dark sky, falling into the pavilion along the gap in the window lattice, and was gently caught by a wrinkled palm.

Watch the crystal clear snowflakes in the palm of your hand gradually melt, and a little bit of coldness spreads from the palm of your hand.

Hold your hands tightly and the snow evaporates.

Leaning on the bed by the window, Li Yaoxuan looked at the chaotic snow outside, and a trace of unclear emotion flashed in his cloudy eyes:

"This snow, doesn't it stop?"

The light in the pavilion was dim, except for the flickering light of three or two candles, and another figure could be faintly seen in the shadow of the attic.

Father-in-law Nie, who was dressed in a python robe, stood aside, raised his eyes and looked tentatively at the emperor's expression when he heard the sound, and said softly:

"Emperor, state affairs, you still focus on the dragon body, when spring begins next year, this snow should stop."

"I know."

Li Yaoxuan's deep voice was very soft, with a hint of weakness: "But my time is running out." ”

Grandpa Nie opened his mouth, but nearly a hundred years of companionship still made him swallow his words back.

The emperor doesn't need sympathy, let alone this hypocritical long live to be comforted.

The elegant, dimly lit attic fell silent, and with a few light coughs, the rickety figure reflected on the wall looked a little thin.

Putting away the blood-stained brocade, Li Yaoxuan seemed to think of something and asked:

"A few days ago, I sensed a sword outside the city, what is the result of the investigation by the Shadow Guard."

Hearing this, Gonggong Nie walked a few steps forward, bowed down in front of the bed, took out a secret letter from his sleeve robe, and presented it with both hands:

"When the Imperial Shadow Guard went to investigate, the breath left by the battle over there had been dealt with, and there was only a piece of destroyed fertile land, and before the slave maid could investigate further, His Royal Highness the Third Prince took the initiative to find the slave maid.

"Your Highness, he said that he did this, and he wanted to arrest the princess of Nasien before going to Dongying Island."

"This seems like something that the third child can do."

Li Yaoxuan didn't have the slightest surprise in his eyes, stretched out his hand to take it, and spread out the folded rice paper in the secret letter: "How did he explain the relationship with the Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

"Back to the emperor, before Xu Changtian was assassinated, His Royal Highness lent him his personal attendant." Gonggong Nie lowered his head and replied softly: "This time I used this favor to ask the people of the Prime Minister's Mansion to help." ”

Li Yaoxuan picked a moment in his eyes as he browsed the rice paper:

"Well, the prince gave the third one?"

"Yes, and the squire is dead."

"Is that so?"

His eyes drooped again, and Li Yaoxuan said unhurriedly: "This favor is indeed enough, but it should not be touched Feng Jiuxuan, that is to say, the sword I sensed that night was the boss of the Xu family." ”

As he spoke, Li Yaoxuan had already finished reading the survey results sprinkled with thousands of words on the rice paper, and the light of the burning fire on the rice paper brightened the old face with a hint of death, but the words were with a hint of a smile:

"The people of the Xu family are still shameless as always, since they all promised the third child, they actually took the people away directly afterwards, but in this way, there is a high probability that they found what they wanted from the princess of Nasien."

As he spoke, Li Yaoxuan gently pressed his eyebrows and glanced out the window:

"Now Xu Yinhe is holding a private banquet in his Xiangguo Mansion, and he sent someone over to ask them for an explanation for the third child."

"Is it a direct request?" Nie Gonggong hesitated slightly.

"You can ask for people, or you can ask for other things, in short, the prime minister has to give an explanation."

Li Yaoxuan shook his head slightly: "The third child reported this matter to you, didn't he just want me to stand up for him?" ”

Nie Gonggong heard this.

Yu Gong, the princess of Na Xien is also an envoy from another country stationed in the Great Honglu Temple, and it is a bad rule for the Prime Minister to be imprisoned privately.

For private reasons, this matter is the main business of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and it is also a bad rule for the Prime Minister to detain the princess Sean.

Rules are a good thing.

The strength of the Xiangguo Mansion allowed them to play hooligans in this matter, but if they really did this, then in the future, he surnamed Li Tianjia could also do the same to them in other matters.

But

"Your Majesty, will you go tonight?"

"You don't think so?"

"But tonight is the last day of the Prime Minister's Mansion." Grandpa Nie quietly glanced at the old man on the bed.

Over the decades, the Prime Minister's Mansion Banquet has become its own set of rules.

In the first few days of the feast, there were all mixed fish and dragons, including the imperial party, the clan alliance, and the new generation of talented upstarts, which could be regarded as a platform for peace talks and exchanges for the magnates of Dayan.

But the dinner on the last day was completely different.

The Xiangguo Mansion will activate the Great Array of Protectors, disconnecting all internal connections from the outside world, and all those who can participate in the dinner are the real high-level leaders of the Xiangguo Mansion.

At this time go over and ask for an explanation.

"I know."

Li Yaoxuan's voice was very flat: "So not only do you want to go, but you also have to go openly." ”

“.”

Nie Gonggong understood what the emperor wanted to do.

The royal family rarely participates in this year-end banquet in the Xiangguo Mansion.

This ambiguous attitude of turning a blind eye can easily be perceived by those who care about it as a symbol that the relationship between the emperor and the prime minister has not yet been broken.

Sending someone to ask for an explanation for His Royal Highness the Third Prince tonight is just a reason, without this, the emperor will also send someone for other things.

This is sending a signal.

After a little silence, Nie Gonggong said in a low voice:

"Emperor, there are no regrets."

“.”

Silent.

The cold wind whimpered, and it was a little terrifyingly quiet.

Li Yaoxuan did not answer Nie's father-in-law's words.

"The slave and maid take the order, and this will be arranged."

Nie Gonggong took a breath and leaned over, took a few steps back, and turned straight away.

The cold wind seeping in from the window lattice disturbed the candle flame, and also stirred the old man's dry white hair.

He stared in the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time, and sighed faintly:

"It's better to have no regrets than to keep making decisions."

A new month, retreat codeword

(End of chapter)