big week bad guy

Chapter 135 The storm is coming (first update! Please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass!)

Zhao Xun put a fried peanut into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Eat a good breakfast, this is the truth he has understood in his previous life.

Today is the day when the major Jiedu envoys will participate in the banquet held by the imperial court.

To be precise, tonight.

Zhao Xunming knew that he got up early to catch an evening show, but he still got up early resolutely.

In his opinion, attitude is more important than anything else.

Let yourself enter the state earlier, and you can adapt to the rhythm earlier.

He took another sip of porridge, feeling that the taste was bland, so he picked up a knife of pickles.

The sense of happiness bursts instantly.

Sometimes happiness does not require rich clothes and fine food, and there are thousands of mansions.

Happiness may sometimes need that chopsticks, a spoon.

At least Zhao Xun is very satisfied with his current living conditions, and keeping it going is the most ideal.

"Brother Mingyun, come and taste this, the fried pancakes in the kitchen are becoming more and more authentic."

Wangcai naturally enjoyed the breakfast process very much.

Although the breakfast in the yamen's kitchen is not as good as that made in the small kitchen at home, but overall it is still above the standard.

At this time, don't be too demanding, just eat and drink enough.

Jia Xingwen has nothing to say, the habits he has developed over the past ten years have made his work and rest habits very regular.

Get up on time, eat breakfast on time, and go to the government office on time to do business.

Everything seems so ordinary, yet so great.

Of course, this time the three of them did not go to the government office after eating breakfast, but left the yamen directly and headed for Nancheng.

The three of them beat their horses and swung their whips, and they went to Qujiang Pond Furong Garden.

This time, not only Zhao Xun and the other three arrived at Furong Garden, but more than half of the entire Yamen of bad people rushed to this imperial forbidden garden.

This is also the order of the bad handsome Feng Hao.

Master Feng has ordered that all bad people should be dispatched by Zhao Xun without any complaints.

So even if these bad people have thoughts in their hearts, they dare not show them.

Zhao Xun ordered them to be responsible for the security of the perimeter, and they were also guarding against ordinary assassins and low-level practitioners.

If you encounter high-level powerhouses, these guys may not be useful.

At the critical moment, it depends on my mentor Wu Quanyi and the brothers and sisters of the Academy Youth League.

At any time, it is the leader who opens his mouth and the subordinates run away.

Obviously the banquet was officially held at dusk, but Zhao Xun and the others arrived at the Furong Garden early in the morning.

After being busy for a long time, it was noon in a blink of an eye.

The left-behind eunuch Wen Liang ordered someone to bring food, and Zhao Xun and others gladly accepted it.

After all, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Xun's job is to check the spots to ensure that no major problems arise.

As for some details, it can be adjusted slowly.

"I'm sorry for Mr. Zhao's trouble at this banquet, but please don't make any mistakes."

Today's Wen Liang can be said to be in shock, and Zhao Xun is the life-saving straw he grasped.

"Eunuch Wen, please rest assured, these are my responsibilities."

Zhao Xun said something very heartwarming.

"With me here, nothing will happen to Furong Garden."

Being kind to others is what Zhao Xun has been taught since he was a child.

Zhao Xun has always believed that it is nothing to be better than someone with a higher status than you, because it is justified.

But if a person can be better than someone with a lower status than you, it truly reflects the quality of this person.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. With Mr. Zhao's words, the old slave can rest assured."

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"Get off!"

The main gate of the Danfeng Gate of Daming Palace opened, and a gilded carriage with a canopy was slowly started under the pull of eight snow-white horses.

Emperor Xianlong sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and concentrated without saying a word.

Today is a very important day, Emperor Xianlong thought it was no less than offering sacrifices to heaven.

The important thing about offering sacrifices to heaven is the sense of ritual, but Emperor Xianlong knew very well that essentially this would not have a profound impact on the future of the empire.

But this banquet was different.

All the envoys gathered in Chang'an City for this banquet.

Emperor Xianlong had planned for a long time, and now it's really time to settle.

Although Emperor Xianlong was neither sad nor happy on the face, his heart was already filled with turbulent waves.

If he can take this opportunity to eradicate Chen Ke's chronic illness in one fell swoop, the Great Zhou Empire will be rejuvenated by him.

His year name will also last forever.

Emperor Xianlong was not worried about the murder in Furong Garden.

The bad guys had already arrived at the Furong Garden one step ahead, and searched the Furong Garden to the bottom.

There are also Jinwu Guards, Shence Army, Longwu Army, etc. on the periphery, enclosing the Furong Garden inside and out.

Emperor Xianlong did not believe that someone could sneak into the Furong Garden and do evil under the eyes of so many people.

If the power of the Jiedushi can be cut off in one fell swoop today, Emperor Xianlong will definitely become an emperor through the ages.

Thinking of this, Emperor Xianlong felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

The carriage was driving slowly on the avenue, and Emperor Xianlong could clearly hear the shouts of the people on both sides.

It made him feel very comfortable.

As a king, being loved by the common people should be the greatest honor, right?

He, Emperor Xianlong, is the greatest master in this world.

Boom!

Just when Emperor Xianlong was thinking freely, he suddenly heard a loud noise in the sky.

Immediately there was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

Emperor Xianlong was quite frightened, and he regained his majesty only after he calmed down.

"Your Majesty, it's raining heavily, do you still want to go to Furong Garden?"

The accompanying eunuch hurriedly approached Emperor Xianlong and asked Emperor Xianlong if he wanted to cancel the trip.

Emperor Xianlong said majesticly: "It's okay, keep going."

For him, he has reached this point, and it is absolutely impossible for him to give up easily.

Thunder and lightning, torrential rain just want to interrupt his plan?
impossible!
"According to the order."

The accompanying eunuch responded quickly.

He was just asking, since His Majesty said to continue walking, he naturally would not have any opinions.

Emperor Xianlong returned to a peaceful state and began to meditate in the carriage.

The state of meditation helps Emperor Xianlong to understand many things. Governing a huge empire is not as simple as imagined. Emperor Xianlong needs to balance all aspects.

The carriage was moving slowly in the heavy rain, and the rain fell on the ground with crackles, and the people gradually dispersed.

After all, they pay more attention to some practical issues than seeing the sky.

Most of them are the pillars of the family, without prominent family background, relying on hard work to earn a living.

In this case, it is absolutely impossible to catch the cold.

A day without work is without money.

Ordinary ordinary people are like this, never idle for a moment.

Yu Jia moved forward gradually, but Emperor Xianlong was not idle.

He was thinking about what to say at the banquet for a while.

Sometimes a word from the king is enough to change the fate of an era.

So he must be cautious.

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(End of this chapter)