MTL - Eight Treasures Trousseau-Chapter 86 Warning

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Above the court, an official is impassioned to impeach Dali Siqing, count his dozens of guilts, and list a pile of evidence, and do not succumb to this person does not look back.

The expressions of the officials are somewhat subtle. Everyone knows that Dali Siqing has a good relationship with Shengjun Wang, and he is very respectful of Shengjun Wang. Now this person is impeaching Dali Siqing, which is undoubtedly against the Shengjun Wang.

A little censor dares to do this, who is giving him the guts? Or... who is the master messenger behind him?

The emperor did not miss this opportunity. Even if he picked up the black silk hat of Dali Siqing, and then squatted into the prison, he would continue to fall later.

Almost everyone knows a signal, that is, the emperor has to start with the king of Shengjun! The people in the middle of the country are divided into several factions. One is a firm royalist party. What the emperor says is what it is; the other is the royal family party. They feel that there is no son in the emperor's knees. They should choose one of the royal family to be a prince. Most people support Sheng Wang. There is also a neutral party. They often choose what they think is right or good for themselves, and they are not tied to which one.

In the view of the neutralists, the decision of the emperor is not necessarily correct, and the king of Shengjun is not necessarily the best choice. They do not have to rush to stand, so as not to offend the next real emperor. They would rather not be from the Dragon's merits, nor be the nails of the next emperor.

The attitude of the Emperor Kailong was too resolute, and the people of the First Party of the Shengjun County wanted to ask for their feelings and could not open their mouths. They could only watch the Guards and dragged the Dali Temple.

"Looking at Zhang Hou, this person is very good. When he is in the post of Dali Siqing, he will come to the temporary forbidden." In order to show his own justice, the emperor specially selected Dali Temple Shaoqing, who once dissatisfied with him, served as Zhang Houlai. Dali Siqing's post.

Some officials have some accidents. This Zhang Hou was not the case of the investigation of Prince Tai, which led to the emperor’s furious Dali Temple Shaoqing? How did the emperor promote him so generously, and they thought that the emperor would anger him because of the death of the prince.

Of course, the Qilong Emperor is not a very generous person. He promoted Zhang Hou only to show it to others. He wants the people of the world to know that even people like Zhang Hou can reuse it, so the person who is being dismissed by him is not because he is out of private affairs, but because this person has really committed a great crime.

To put it, it is just to find a piece of fig leaf for yourself.

晏 Jinqiu stood down and did not care about his own standing. In this way, in the eyes of other people, he felt that the king was not a king. It was really light and windy. You must know that if Shengjun Wang loses power, then the possibility of a successful king is even greater.

It is a pity that this is a dislike of power. It is a waste of the talent.

Everyone thought that the imperial history of this impeachment Dali Siqing was arranged by the emperor, and even Yan Boyi thought so. After the Sancha, he glanced coldly at the censorship and turned to prepare to leave.

"Sheng County King," Ning Wang Xiaoyan walked up to him, and said with a sigh of words, "Now people are really daring, what do you say?"

"Ning Wang has not been physically unwell recently. Since it is not as good as doing nothing, rest at home," Sheng Wang Wang coldly handed, "first step, leave."

"Hey," Ning Wang touched his chin and looked at Yan Boyi's sneak peek. He looked at Xiao Jinqiu, who was not far from the eye, and blinked. Perhaps it was time to make a decision.

In the following months, there were many turbulences in the DPRK, and several high-ranking officials were replaced. Most of these people have a common feature, that is, they are close to the King of Shengjun, or they are extremely Renowned people.

The ordinary people only thought that the emperor was mad because of his dead son, but he did not know that this was a political battle.

The layman watched the excitement and the insiders looked at the doorway. Many officials who had been close to the relationship with Yan Boyi recently went on a thin ice, or even broke the relationship with the Shengjun Wangfu to show their position.

"Who is the secret?!" Jin Jinqi looked down at the several counselors in the room. These people were his confidants, but at the moment he had some doubts that some of them had betrayed him.

Some of the officials who were liquidated had nothing to do with him, but even then, the emperor also sent them down, which shows that the emperor already knew that they were connected in private.

But how did the emperor know?

"County lord," several advisers face each other, and they did not expect that things would suddenly develop into such a look, and even suspected of coming to each other.

Seeing them like this, Yan Boyi did not say much, just tired of squatting on the forehead; "What do you say about this?"

"The emperor has made up his mind to go with the county prince, we are not as good as..." One of the advisers did not speak, and he was blinded by Yan Boyi, no longer dare to say anything.

"They all retreat." Since he has already suspected these advisers, he really wouldn't really discuss important things with them, so he sighed helplessly after driving people out of the study.

Originally everything was ready, only owing to the east wind, who knows that the situation has turned sharply, and forced him to a dead end.

Now that you have developed this step, you can only die or die.

He tightened his fist and got up and walked toward the main courtyard.

In the Wangfu House, Hua Xiyu rubbed his face with his handkerchief and shook his fan. "This is only in May, how is the weather so hot?"

"Slaves also feel that this year is particularly hot," Bai Xia gave Hua Xiyu a fan, and chuckled his voice. "You don't bother, I will give you a fan that is not so hot."

"Some sultry, it may be raining," Hua Xi sighed with a heavy breath. "Give me another bowl of platy platy, which is hot and panic."

"Wang Hao, you can't eat too much cold food. You have used a bowl this morning," Bai Xia shook her for her. "If you don't want to give you a cup of herbal tea."

Hua Xizhen is not a person who does not know how to be a good person. He has to sigh and hear: "Well, you also go down to drink a bowl." Pulling on the thin gauze, he was weak and squatting on the table, seeing that Jinqiu came in. Move it.

"What's wrong with this?" Jin Jinqiu wore a neat robes, seeing Hua Xi's hot face flushed, and now the road, "How is there no ice in the house?"

"This is the beginning of the ice in May, what should I do until June and July?" Hua Xiyi gave him a sigh of relief and saw him wearing a robe outside, and said, "How do you wear such a thick?"

When Jin Jinqi took off the robe outside, she felt a lot easier at the moment: when she saw Hua Huayu still squatting, she went forward and said: "Let's go to the lakeside pavilion, where it is ventilated, surely cool."

Hua Xiyu took a sip of the tea from the white summer, and the tea entered the throat. There was indeed a kind of coolness that could not be said, and she finally got a little spirit: "Go."

The lotus in the lake has already started the flower garden. Hua Xiyu is on the stone table in the pavilion, lazy: "I see your face is very good today, what is a good thing?"

"Since you have married you, I have a good thing happening every day," Jin Jinqiu poured a glass of water on her. "Did I have a bad mood before?"

"Don't say sweet words," Hua Xiyi looked up at him and said, "Have you been happy for a few moments?"

Jin Jinqiu heard the slightest movement of his heart, and then he laughed loudly: "If you have a wife, why do you ask for it?"

Hua Xi was too lazy to take care of his inexplicable emotional episodes. He took a cup of tea from his handed tea cup and blew a quiet breeze. He felt that his irritability in his heart had disappeared a lot.

The couple had just cooled down for a quarter of an hour, and the news came again in the palace, saying that the Prince was born soon.

“Is it alive?” Hua Xi’s stunned, it seems that there is no full moon?

Wood channel: "There has been news in the palace that the Prince has broken into the labor room, but it has been almost an hour or two. Little Emperor Sun has not been moving."

Hua Xiyu and Jin Jinqiu looked at each other and looked at Jinqiu Road: "If this is the case, wait and see, we are not in a hurry to enter the palace."

Prince Edward’s birth is smooth, and if it is not smooth, will they become the emperor’s gas cylinder when they enter the palace now?

After another hour, the news from the palace is still that Xiaohuang Sun has not yet come out.

Then the husband and wife used a lunch, slept for a while, and the news came out again in the palace. Xiaohuang Sun was not born yet.

At this time, it was the time when the thunderstorm was about to come. I saw that the clouds in the sky were rolling, and the wind was raging, and it was going to be the next heavy rain.

When the first thunder thundered, the pouring rain finally poured down. Hua Xiyu looked at the small flowers that had been beaten in the yard. There was an insincere in my heart. The child might be born, but only born. In the future, perhaps it is not a blessing, but something else.

When the night fell, suddenly a thunder and thunder sounded. A pine cone next to the imperial tomb in the suburbs of Beijing was suddenly cut off by thunder, and even a burning house next to it was used to keep the mausoleum. Although the rain was heavy, the whole house was Still burnt.

"gave birth!"

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the empress, the birth of a grandson."

"Report, the emperor, the Emperor's cypress tree was broken by the thunder, and the house where the Shouling people lived was also burned by the skyfire."

"Report, the emperor, there is a skyfire in the suburbs of Beijing, burning more than ten houses!"

The crying of the child and the thunder continued to sound, but the atmosphere at the scene condensed.

When the emperor was born, there were so many strange things happening. Even the trees of the Imperial Tomb were thundered. What does this mean?

Representing the birth of this little emperor, it is a sin.

The Emperor Kailong looked at the children in Suizhong. After a long time, he resisted the anger of his heart: "Prepare the altar and give it to the ancestors."

There is such a coincidence in the world, even if he does not mind this child, but in the eyes of others, this child is only unknown.

The Emperor Kailong has not experienced the taste of being persecuted for a long time, but today, regardless of whether he believes in the so-called destiny, he has to sue the ancestors, otherwise he is not filial.

Or, this is not man-made. Is it true that the ancestors expressed dissatisfaction with what they have done?

The more I thought about it, the more terrible it was. He looked back at the direction of the birth room, and the original imperialism was not finally released.

He didn't want to drop the reputation of a faint monarch after he died, wait a second, and think about it in the future.