The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 206 Plan
Boyi fixedly looked at the woman in front of him. She took off her mask-like smile and looked at the incense burner in the courtyard with slightly lowered eyes, as if the gods and Buddhas were showing mercy to the world.

And he is the most devout believer, holding his breath and listening to the divine voice that can determine his life or death.

"Of course I believe you."

This sentence fell lightly into the bottom of his heart, causing ripples in the lake of his heart, filling him with endless joy.

"I heard that the Feng family's swords became one. After the chaos on Changjie that day, there was only one Feng family's sword on the ground, but no body. I thought it was the Feng family who took the opportunity to make me suspect you."

Thinking of this, she sneered: "What a pity for the Feng family's plan to alienate you. They must not have expected that you would tell me all about your true identity."

It's ridiculous that the woman from the Feng family thought that Boyi was playing a beauty trick on her and made that gesture deliberately.

Speaking of this, Yu Qiansi thought of something, and Emei frowned slowly.

"There's just one thing. The Feng family is kind to you. Can you bear to let go of these kindnesses?"

This sentence can be regarded as asking the key point. Boyi has been unable to sleep at night and is in a dilemma because of this matter.

"If Your Majesty nods to agree to the Feng family's return to the capital, it must be to weigh the power of the Duke of Qi in the court. However, the Feng family lacks an opportunity, so I was asked to take the first step in finding the saint and break away from the Duke of Qi. The government will gain a firm foothold in the government."

In this way, the most important thing is for Boyi to officially appear as a "Feng family member".

"But once I step into the court because of this, His Majesty will definitely let me contain the Duke of Qi. As you know, this is not my intention. More importantly,"

I don't want to make you sad.

If it was detrimental to Qi Guogong's mansion, Yu Qiansi would definitely not stand idly by. He didn't want to stand against her.

But now is not the time to say this. He swallowed his thoughts and said softly: "What's more important is that my adoptive father knows my identity. If I am entangled in the affairs of the Feng family and the court, my Identity is the sharpest dagger.”

It will be inserted into the chest called "stability" at any time, making the world uneasy and the people unable to sleep.

Yu Qiansi naturally thought of this level.

To him, blood is a shackles and a sharp sword that can fall at any time.

So why isn't she?

"But you should also have discovered that the Feng family is acting behind your back, so naturally they don't trust you."

Yu Qiansi stroked the dark lines on Yuli Qiankun, and there were bumps under her fingertips, but it also made her feel a little heroic about walking against the wind.

"If you don't want to do it for fish and meat, then we have to think of a way that can allow you to repay the Feng family's kindness without affecting the Duke of Qi's palace."

we.

As the night wind blew across his face, Boyi caught the word and his lips filled with sweetness.

"I'm very happy." He breathed a long sigh of relief, fell back gracefully, put his long arms behind his head, lay on his back and looked at the sky, and said casually: "However, this is a matter between me and the Feng family. , I will find a way to solve it.”

"As you said, this matter is also related to the Duke of Qi. You know the Feng family better than I do. I can give you full responsibility, but if you find a way, you must tell me in advance." Yu Qiansi thought for a moment , replied slowly.

She turned her face to look at Boyi, and saw him squinting his moon-filled eyes and nodding, and then felt relieved.

But the night wind gently lifted the corner of his clothes, giving him the handsome appearance of a knight-errant.

Not to be outdone, she lay down and sighed with emotion.

"It would be great if the person behind the scenes could understand him in one fell swoop, and it would save us the trouble of having to think about it all at night." Boyi knew that she was just out of breath and speaking quickly. If the emperor is really assassinated, the hidden conflicts will explode more completely and become more troublesome.

But the regretful and aftertasteful tone still made him couldn't help but chuckle.

"Then Master Yu, have you decided who will succeed you?"

Seeing that he still dared to answer her nonsense, Yu Qiansi looked at the moonlight and raised her eyebrows, her tone slightly raised.

"I think you're good. Even if you don't like it now, you might be unable to extricate yourself after sitting in that position."

Boyi was really afraid of her, so he repeatedly begged for mercy before bringing the subject to light.

The lonely moon hangs, but there is always the wind stirring up the black clouds in an attempt to cover up the beauty, and there is also a hint of haze in Yu Qiansi's eyes.

"We will set off tomorrow. I heard that the new policies of the Ministry of Revenue have achieved good results. I believe that by the time we get to Longyuan, we will know all about Su Niang's identity. But we have to be more careful along the way."

The person behind the scenes leads everyone to Longyuan, where the answer must be found.

Thinking of this, Yu Qiansi sighed, and the sound was filled with an indescribable loneliness.

"After all, I'm not as good as Ji Kong. Even though he taught me so much, I can't even guess the thoughts of a peasant woman."

Boyi took the order to take Yu Qiansi to find Jiang Jiqing. He met Shang Fu who was hiding aside with a sly look and reminded him to be careful about his brother Shang Ci. At the same time, he also got a general understanding of the Qifu Temple.

Ah Ru, Master Jikong, introduced each other as a confidant. The master was killed, and the murderer disappeared into the sea under their noses. This has always been a knot in her heart. Now that she has found a connection in a strange place, she must be feeling sad because of her tenderness.

"You have never given up on tracing the whereabouts of the murderer. The master has a soul in heaven and must be aware of everything you have done for him."

At worst, he would find a way to secretly stare at the abbot Ming Jing of the Qi Buddha Temple. If he was really a ghost, he would definitely be able to find clues.

But Yu Qiansi just shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no need to have a spirit in the sky."

Yu Qiansi stretched out her hand towards the edge of the glazed tile, as if she wanted to catch the wind in her palm, but she opened her fingers to let the wind slip away from her fingertips.

"His ability to observe words and emotions is unparalleled. That person lives beside him every day. If he doesn't notice it, there is something wrong. He didn't tell us, so he must have guessed his ending."

Boyi recalled the scene where sandalwood and blood were mixed.

The old man with white eyebrows and an amiable smile was covered in blood, but he was as compassionate and cheerful as the future Buddha. He explained the funeral affairs with a light smile, without any fear of death or resentment of betrayal.

Jikong obviously had so much time, but he did not explain who the murderer was. It should be because Ruo Aru said that he had already expected it.

She clenched her fists, and a flash of pain flashed in her eyes: "No matter who it is, no matter what story there is between them, I will definitely catch the murderer and find out the whole story!"

Realizing that Boyi was staring at her again, Yu Qiansi frowned dissatisfied and turned around and asked, "Why are you always looking at me?"

Boyi quickly looked away: "I've always been curious, how did you get to know Jikong? According to your personality, you probably don't like people like him who can understand people's hearts at a glance, right?"

Yu Qiansi's expression flashed slightly, and Boyi quickly said: "I don't want to pry, I'm just curious. If you think it's inappropriate, you don't need to answer me."

"Where?" Yu Qiansi lay down on the glazed tiles again, and the tiles made a clear sound: "I just suddenly felt a little lost."

I didn’t expect that I had known Jikong for so long.

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