It was another sleepless night, and the Cangzhou army stationed in the Mingdemen camp kept sending small units to roam the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, and the carpet search made the people all over the city panic. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the insomnia of countless people, the heavy snow falling in Chang'an did not stop all night, and when it was dawn, the eyes were covered in silver, and the snow-capped Suzaku Street was basically not a pedestrian except for the soldiers who came and went.

Isolated from the hurried footsteps coming and going on the street, a middle-aged man with a cold face sat quietly in his own courtyard, looking at the snowfall from afar, his thoughts quietly drifted out for a long time, if Liu Chen was present at this time, it was not difficult to recognize this middle-aged man, but it was not Song Zhong, the former governor of Yunzhou!

To say that this Song Zhong can be regarded as a well-known figure who came out of Yunzhou, just over fifty years old, he got the position of the secretary of the Great Xia Military Department with the support of the Duke of Yunguo, from the admiral of the vassal state to the important minister of the country ranked among the three dukes, Song Zhong started the first in hundreds of years.

"Your Excellency!"

An abrupt voice interrupted Governor Song's contemplation, and he turned his head, but his gaze fell on the teapot on the table, which had been cooling for a long time.

"After a night of interrogation, the man was recruited!"

"Hmm!" Touching the coldness on the teapot with some distress, Song Zhong nodded slightly, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

"His name is Lu Jiu, and the case in Jing'anfang was done by him, a group of eighteen people, and he is the only one alive!"

"Hehe!" Chin smiled, Song Zhong slowly stood up, raised his hand to help the general who had been bending down in front of him, "Prepare the horse, go to General Xuanwei's Mansion!"

"Whoa!"

......

Wuyi Lane, General Xuanwei's Mansion.

After finishing Liu Chen's pulse, Beigong Fu comforted Xu Yuyao a little, and then got up and left the room.

Came to the flower hall alone, Beigong Fu held a scroll in his hand, sat on the edge of the stove and watched quietly. In these days when Liu Chen lost consciousness, as the mistress of the General's Mansion, no one could question her ability to control the overall situation, it was worth two days' work, the entire imperial capital from the princes and nobles, down to Li Shu and ordinary people, everyone re-recognized this Queen Canglan of the human race, the gentle and virtuous lady of the Ling Clan has become a thing of the past, and the current Queen Canglan has turned her hands into clouds and covered her hands into rain...... In a moment, the people of the world applauded, and it was really a woman who did not let her eyebrows.

Standing under the eaves of snowflakes, the smile on Mama Hua's face was a little incomprehensible, and from time to time she glanced sideways at the housekeeper who was immersed in reading, and the old man smiled, sighing in his heart.

In the past, people were kind to the virtue of Concubine De, and often subconsciously ignored this alien woman who married from the far north, everyone didn't understand Liu Chen's choice, on appearance, looking all over Chang'an, only Emperor Rose could be comparable to Xu Yuyao, in terms of talent, whether it was the General's Mansion or the distant Canglan County, in the past two years, under the care of Concubine De, everything has been done in an orderly manner.

Those infinite praises from all the patriarchs made everyone in the world begin to feel sorry for Xu Yuyao not getting the throne of the queen, but the fact is that as the queen of Canglan, what Beigong Fu did when Liu Chen was suffering is definitely no worse than the previous generations of Queen Canglan, and even surpassed!

In today's Chang'an, the most talked about is the news of the assassination of King Canglan, in this series of sudden events, the name of Beigong Fu finally made those who realized it later, from the bones of a trace of long-lost awe.

There was a maid in a hurry, interrupting Mama Hua's contemplation, after a whisper, Mama Hua frowned, couldn't help but change her face, until the maid quietly retreated, Mama Hua hesitated, and walked into the flower hall.

"Niangniang, there is a guest coming?"

The warmth in the flower hall made the smile on the old man's face even worse, standing in front of Beigong Fu, she bowed her waist respectfully, and her tone was flat, but she was cordial.

"Hmm!"

Beigong Fu didn't look up, the joy, anger and sorrow on her face had already been adjusted by the words in the book.

"It's Lord Song of the Ministry of War, please see Niangniang outside, saying that there is something important to discuss!"

"Song Zhong?" For the people who have a deep relationship with Liu Chen, Beigong Fu naturally understands it, listening to Mama Hua's words, she gently put down the scroll, and after a moment of silence, she opened her mouth and smiled: "Mama Lao brought him in, in addition, let someone make a pot of flower tea, the kind that the prince brought back from the Extreme Star Sea!"

"Yes!"

......

"Minister, Song Zhong, please Queen Niang'an!"

"The Metropolitan Governor doesn't have to be polite!" Beigong Fu got up slowly, hearing this 'Metropolitan Governor', it made Lord Song's tense cheeks can't help but smile a little, whether it is in the court or in the rivers and lakes, the origin of this thing is always the most powerful weapon for people to form gangs, even if they are upright, they can't escape this set of laws.

"Thank you, Niang!"

After getting up, Song Zhong sat opposite Beigong Fu at the signal of the little maid, and a cup of yellow-orange-orange tea soup entered his stomach, making the smile on his face even worse, "I have heard that Niangniang loves tea for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation, this tea is good, Song Mou is blessed today!"

"Where is the governor of the capital, if you like it, the palace will let people send more to the governor's mansion, good things, friends should share them well!"

"Haha!" Twisting his beard smiled, Song Zhong's eyes flashed and said: "Then Song will not shirk, thank you for the reward!"

As an old oilman in the officialdom, Lord Song didn't see any emotion on his face, but in his heart, his admiration for Beigong Fu unconsciously increased a lot, and there was no vanity under the fame, this Queen Canglan was really the virtuous helper of King Canglan!

"I don't know, the Metropolitan Governor is here today, what's the matter?" Beigong Fu smiled and said softly: "It's also strange that the weather in Chang'an is changeable, and it snows heavily, and earlier, the prince was still talking about taking the time to visit your old boss, talking about this, but my prince was rude......"

"Hey, Niangniang's words are serious!" How could he not hear the sound of Beigong Fu, Song Zhong laughed a few times, and hurriedly waved his hand and said embarrassedly: "When Song was transferred to Chang'an last year, Concubine De Niangniang presented a generous gift to the prince, but as a courtier, the prince has been sick for many days, and Song is late, which is considered rude!"

"Hehe!" Beigong Fu smiled, just looked at Song Zhong lightly, and didn't speak, she waited for Song Dadu Governor to explain her intentions, at this juncture, it is definitely not as simple as gossip to appear in the General's Mansion!

After finishing a few cups of flower tea, Song Zhong secretly scolded Beigong Fu's old scheming, shook his head with a wry smile, and he had to take the lead in breaking the embarrassment in the flower hall and said: "Song met a person yesterday, and I guess that person may be what Niangniang wants to see, so ah, I invited him back to the house." ”

Beigong Fu's eyes narrowed, the smile on her face slowly retracted, she remained silent, silently waiting for Song Zhong's next words.

"It's just that the man broke a hand, and when he first came, Song couldn't bring him with him, and at his broken arm, some of the Taixu sword intent that had not yet dissipated was very clear!"

Getting up again, Beigong Fu walked in front of Song Zhong, and after Fu Fu, the smile on her face was like the snowfall in this winter, cold and soft.

"This great grace must be remembered by the whole of the General's Mansion!" (To be continued.) )