Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Zhang Dian crossed Erlang's legs, sighed, and chatted with Xiao Guizi.

A wind slid in through the half-opened window, bringing a bit of coolness, Zhang Dian bit the pear, put down the bamboo stick, and looked out at the flower garden.

The snow has melted, and the spring is gradually advancing. Counting the days, people should be here soon.

"Little Guizi." Zhang Dian called out suddenly.

Xiao Guizi, who was three zhang away, was changing incense, when he heard a voice, he turned around quickly, "Hey, what's your order?"

Zhang Dian asked, "It's been a while since I received a letter last time. I don't know when His Majesty will arrive. Is there any new news?"

"Your Majesty sent a letter before leaving, and the second letter is more than half a month away from today." Xiao Guizi paused for a while, thinking for a moment, "I guess the servant is almost here."

Zhang Dian nodded and did not speak again.

There was still half of the fruit plate next to it, but he couldn't eat it anymore.

He rewarded Xiao Guizi with the remaining tribute pears, while he leaned on the soft couch with his head resting on his arms, and opened his eyes to look at the intricate and symmetrical carvings on top of his head.

During the half a year since His Majesty left the capital, the power in the capital has fluctuated, but it did not affect the overall situation.

Chenwang's Mansion and Yu's Family are now incompatible with each other, checking and balancing each other, and there will be no major disturbances for the time being.

It's just that he can't figure it out, Yu Xinghong neither supports His Majesty nor is he subordinate to Prince Chen, is he planning to set up his own family?
You know, even though his father was a grand master, he was still a courtier after all, let alone him.

A non-royal person who wants to seize power and usurp the throne, his name is not right, and this is not a troubled time, where did he gather a lot of people to compete with His Majesty and King Chen?
Since ancient times, there are no more than two ways to change the dynasty.One is a coup d'état, which involves wooing officials from the DPRK and China and making them work for them;

There are civil servants and generals in the Yu family faction, but they are not enough to support his ambition. Could it be that he still has some trump cards...

"hiss……"

Zhang Dian stroked his chin, thinking carefully.

Before he could figure out why, he suddenly heard footsteps coming in a hurry from outside the hall. Immediately afterwards, the door of the hall was pushed open, and Jin Lin walked up to him in two or three steps.

"Mr. Zhang, Master Yu and the three ministers are coming to the Zichen Hall, and they will arrive in about one stick of incense."

"Huh?" Zhang Dian immediately sat up straight, frowning slightly, "I really mean Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here. What is he here for?"

Jin Lin: "I said I was asking to see His Majesty."

Zhang Dian snorted softly, lowered his eyelids, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, "See you...I'm afraid I want to confirm whether the people in Zichen Palace are real or not."

Your Majesty's illness has lasted for more than half a year, and he can't see anyone. There are not a few courtiers who are tempted, so they probably can't wait now.

"What do you think, sir?"

Zhang Dian responded, "As usual, I'll lie back on the bed first, and you stay at the door, adapt to the situation, and see if you can handle it. This time, I'm afraid I'll have to work harder."

"clear."

Jin Lin quickly stepped out of the threshold, closed the door tightly, and stood next to the giant column in the porch with a sword in his hand.

As soon as he stood still and raised his eyes, he saw a black spot appearing on the horizon, from far to near, gradually making people see its true face.

It's a carrier pigeon.

The carrier pigeons are raised in the palace, and there are special secret guards who are responsible for sorting out the information they brought back. I don't know what they brought this time.

Jin Lin watched the carrier pigeon fly over his head to the back of the Zichen Hall, and ignored it.He refocused his gaze on the end of the gravel road outside the hall, and soon, led by Yu Xinghong, four adults in official uniforms strode forward, followed by a person dressed as a doctor.

Jinlin squinted his eyes, stood up straight, and when the four approached, he cupped his fists and saluted slightly, "I have seen you, my lords."

"Jinlin's bodyguard." Several people were also quite polite.

"Your Majesty didn't call, I wonder what the adults are talking about?"

Yu Xinghong took a step forward, with a worried and anxious expression on his face, and turned up the volume so that the people in the hall could hear clearly, "The ministers are here to see His Majesty."

The words fell, and no one responded.

They were not in a hurry, they just waited quietly.

There were people who asked to see him intermittently before, but they were all sent away without exception, not to mention the face saint, and they couldn't even touch the threshold of Zichen Hall.Only this time, they had to meet the talent.

Jin Lin was not surprised by this, but he also frowned, and said, "The imperial doctor said that His Majesty still needs to rest now, and it is inconvenient to summon your lords, please come back."

Yu Xinghong sighed, exchanged glances with the person next to him, and did not move.

"Your Majesty has not been in court for more than half a year, and the ministers are really worried, so they specially invited famous doctors to treat His Majesty."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and introduced the person standing next to him to Jinlin, "This doctor Feng is very prestigious in the market, he has solved difficult and complicated diseases for the common people, and he comes from the Valley of Miraculous Doctors, and his medical skills are very superb. Doctor Feng Recently, I happened to travel to the capital, so I thought about inviting him into the palace to feel His Majesty's pulse, and see if he can relieve His Majesty's worries."

Yu Xinghong looked sideways, and the adults next to him agreed, "Yes, His Majesty recovers sooner, so that we courtiers can feel at ease."

Jin Lin scanned the crowd, "Masters, don't you trust the imperial doctor and Dr. Yu?"

"That's not true," Yu Xinghong continued, "The imperial physician and Dr. Yu's medical skills are naturally top-notch, but His Majesty has not recovered from his illness for a long time, so it would be a good thing for Dr. Feng to take a look at, isn't it?"

Jin Lin was unmoved, "Your Majesty's dragon body, how can you let people approach you at will?"

The more he refused to give an inch, the more certain Yu Xinghong and the others became in their hearts that the people in Zichen Palace must not be the real Xiao Rongxi.

"The guards of Jinlin should go in and report. We don't need to get close. We just need to greet His Majesty from a distance. This will also calm down the criticism from the court."

There was a lot of information in these words, which made Jinlin stunned, and then chuckled, but the words overflowing from his lips and teeth were very cold, "Master Yu, what do you mean by this?"

Yu Xinghong: "It's a helpless thing for me to do this. Although I know that His Majesty's dragon body is uneasy, in order to avoid everyone's speculation, I have no choice but to risk my life to disturb Your Majesty."

"you……"

Just as Jinlin was about to speak again, the palace door behind him suddenly opened, and Xiao Guizi walked over with a serious face.

"My lords, His Majesty has heard what you said just now, and he invites all of you to come into the palace to talk."

Jin Lin was a little surprised, and looked up at Xiao Guizi, but saw that his face remained unchanged, as if he had really received His Majesty's order, and couldn't help worrying, "Is your Majesty healthy?"

Xiao Guizi naturally understood the pun, and smiled reassuringly at him, "Guard Jinlin, don't worry, Your Majesty knows it well."

Seeing this, it was inconvenient for Jinlin to say anything more, so he just sighed and stepped aside to give way to the hall. (end of this chapter)