imperial psychologist

Chapter 501
In the middle of the night, Sun Beiji, who was sleeping, suddenly felt that someone was calling him. He vaguely felt that he might be dreaming again, but the voice was getting louder and accompanied by shaking... Sun Beiji suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master, the emperor is here." The servant beside him said in a low voice.

Sun Beiji whimpered and murmured twice, still a little confused.

"...Which emperor?"

The servant didn't answer, but just passed a hot towel and put it on Sun Beiji's hand—the hot towel was applied to the face, and Sun Beiji finally woke up.

"The emperor has already sat in the front hall, waiting for you to answer."

After he changed his clothes and came to the front hall, Chen Yicong was wearing a cloak and standing with his back in front of the window.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Sun Beiji was about to speak when he saw the memorial on the table nearby.

With a smile in his heart, he immediately understood the purpose of the emperor's visit tonight.

"Let me ask Elder Ge, what does this mean." Chen Yicong said with a gloomy face, "I let you make up your mind, is this the bad idea you're taking!?"

Sun Beiji raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that the emperor doesn't like this treatment—"

"Of course I don't like it!"

Sun Beiji blinked innocently, "Then why did your majesty approve it in the first place?"

Chen Yicong gritted his teeth slightly - this matter was his own fault anyway, and he wrote the "probably" on it himself!
"At that time, I was having a high fever and my injuries were serious, so I couldn't help but be confused! Are you as confused as I am!?"

Chen Yicong flicked his sleeve with his right hand and looked away, "I have already sent someone to Baihuaya... Now I am here to listen to your explanation, why you did this, you better give me a convincing reason!"

"...Okay." Sun Beiji nodded, "The old minister will explain."

Sun Beiji turned his head and whispered something to the old slave nearby, and the old slave left quickly.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment." Sun Beiji said softly.

Chen Yicong snorted coldly, and sat down straight on the nearby chair.

After a while, the old slave presented a thick book, Sun Beiji took it, and then put it on the table at the emperor's right hand.

"What is this?" Chen Yicong asked.

"It's Baisi Yao's daily schedule these days." Sun Beiji said softly.

Chen Yicong glanced at him, and quickly opened it—a piece of letterhead was stuck to each page, and the date was recorded on the letterhead, and every day was a line of words, such as "On February [-]nd of the fourth year of Shengming, two meals, cleaning the building" "On the seventh day of the second month in the fourth year of Shengming, three meals, cleaning of the building, and bathing"...and so on.

very bland.

"that's it?"

"Yes," Sun Beiji said slowly, "Baihuaya was inserted into Jiaofangsi's crimes, and the first three months are the waiting period, which is not considered real naturalization.

"As the emperor said, you were ill at the time and the situation was critical. If you entrust such an important matter to the old minister, the old minister will not act recklessly."

"Who made these records?" Chen Yicong asked.

"In this regard, Han Chong and Lord Han helped a lot. There are some Jinyiwei's eyeliners in Baihuaya, and they will keep an eye on them every day...Of course, Bai Siyao will suffer a little bit, but nothing serious will happen. rest assured."

As Sun Beiji said, he raised his head and glanced at Chen Yicong, "...the old minister also wrote about this at the back of the notebook, didn't your majesty read it?"

Chen Yicong has no expression on his face - he really didn't finish watching.

"That's all." After Chen Yicong finished reading Bo Ling's schedule for the past few days, he dropped the book in his hand and stood up, "It's hard for you to think about it."

Sun Beiji took a step back, stood on the spot and bowed in salute, watching Chen Yicong stride away from here.

It wasn't until the yard outside was completely quiet that Sun Beiji sat down tiredly while supporting a chair beside him.

The old man sighed.

"...What's the matter?"

……

Everyone in Baihuaya tonight can be said to be in danger - in the middle of the most lively night, a large number of Jinyiwei suddenly rushed in on the road, they dispersed the crowd, drove all the singers and dancers back to the building, and cleared the road.

No one knows who is coming, but judging from this posture, the person who is coming must be some noble person...

Chen Yicong was wearing a black robe and a hood from head to toe. Under the leadership of Jin Yiwei, he took a boat to the pear garden in the hinterland of Baihuaya, but as soon as he got ashore, Jin Yiwei came over with a tall and thick bustard.

The bustard was trembling with fright, he looked at the tall and straight young man in black robe in front of him, completely unable to figure out the origin of the other party.

"Who is she?" Chen Yicong frowned, "Where is the person I want?"

"Report—my lord," Jin Yiwei replied, "The members of Jiaofang Division's group of criminals are not in the Liyuan tonight, they have gone out."

Chen Yicong's heart sank, "Where did you go?"

Jin Yiwei glared at the bustard nearby, "Say!"

"My lord, please forgive me! Which beauty did you lose to this slave? It's my slave's eyes that don't know Mount Tai..."

"Don't talk about this, where did people go?"

"Go... go to the house of the senior official Lin in the south of the city, and have a concert."

"Tanghui?" Chen Yicong frowned, recalling the record he had just seen at Sun Beiji's house, "Isn't that what happened a few days later?"

"Mr. Lin's side...something...is wrong, so...tonight..." The bustard was trembling with fright, and finally added, "It's all...serious meetings. "

Chen Yicong looked at Jin Yiwei at the side, "Lead the way."

A group of Jinyi guards withdrew immediately, like a school of fish that quickly turned around in the night, and left along the shore under the order of the man in black.

……

Bo Ling just got out of the car at this time, looking at the gate of the house not far away without a plaque, he faintly felt that the place was a bit gloomy.

The girls who were kicked out of the car huddled together in fear. Everyone was suddenly called up in their sleep tonight, and then they were temporarily sent to the car and brought here.

The old master didn't follow, neither did the bustard, and there were only five or six turtle claws escorting them.

This is really unusual.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper heard the voice outside and rushed out of it in a hurry.

"Why are you here now?" The housekeeper widened his eyes, "How long have you been waiting?"

"It's really not bad for us," said Turtle Claw, who was walking in front. "It was agreed that three days later, you made a surprise attack. It would be nice if we could come over tonight!"

"All right, hurry up." The old butler looked at the girls not far away, "That's the only people, right?"

"Correct."

"Take it to the backstage to change clothes," the old housekeeper urged, "if this drags on, our master will cry dry!"

"Go—!" Turtle Claw waved his hand smartly, and the girls obediently followed his direction and stepped into the threshold of Lin's house.

When passing by the old butler, Bai Ling suddenly stopped and asked, "Excuse me...is there any master who can make faces in the background? It's too urgent this time, the master didn't follow—"

"Don't smirk!" The old housekeeper waved his hand, "You just have to go on stage tonight, and you're done singing!"

(End of this chapter)