Book with Emperor

"Well!"

In the imperial study room, Sisi, who was dressed as a maid, snorted and said angrily, "My Gu was killed."

Yue Wentian didn't care about her Gu, he stood up abruptly and asked, "Have you found it?"

"I can't be sure, it might have been killed by someone else." Sisi frowned and thought for a while, took a pen and paper and wrote a string of words, "About a hundred miles north of the imperial city, my Gu is poisonous, The other party has been poisoned by my Gu and must prepare medicine in time to detoxify."

Her face was a bit ugly, the death of that Gu obviously made her also affected, so she went back to rest after speaking.

Yue Wentian handed the list to Lei Yu, "Use all means to find the person who took the medicine, and beware that the other party picks up the medicine in batches in different pharmacies. I'd rather catch the wrong one than let it go."

"Yes."

Lei Yu showed a bit of hesitation, "Young master, no matter whether we can find someone or not, the ones we want... how will we hand them over then?"

He did know that Prince Lin was not in their hands at all, but was in Qin Guanyue's hands. Now that Qin Guanyue is alive or dead, that Bai Chan doesn't know if he will live or not.If he really died, Sheyu would definitely break the covenant, and then the Yue clan would really suffer from internal and external troubles.

Yue Wentian covered the wound on his shoulder and coughed a few times in a low voice, "Go out."

"……Yes."

……

The New Year's Eve has passed, and the entire Langya City is still shrouded in a gloomy cloud.There was almost no one walking on the street, except for the Yuzhou army who patrolled daily and the group of Confucian scholars who sat around the palace.At dusk in winter, the ground of Xuanwu Street seemed to be stained with a layer of blood by the red setting sun, but if you look carefully, you can also find dark blood stains embedded in the fine brick cracks that cannot be washed away.

Daxi Capital, which was once prosperous and prosperous in the past, suddenly fell silent under the accident of just a few days.

Upstairs in Dongying Tower, which used to be bustling with people but now is empty, Feng Jinci sat on a seat by the railing in a man's attire, looking down at the dead city from a distance.

"It's been a long time since I saw you in men's clothes." Han Zhengwei, who was sitting opposite her, said.

"Currently the city is on alert, and men's clothes can hide from people's eyes." She looked away, looked at her old friend opposite again, and curled her mouth, "I thought you wouldn't see me."

Han Zhengwei was slightly taken aback, "Why do you think so?"

"Since the Yue family entered Beijing, they have not made any major moves, and they have not done anything to the officials of the former dynasty. They just put them under house arrest. The day before yesterday, they issued a decree to reward you, the son of the powerful Marquis of the former dynasty, which made the generals of Yongzhou very dissatisfied. It seems to link you with the officials of the former court, thinking that this is the young master of the Yue clan intending to recruit and win over the officials of the former court to calm the scolding of the Confucian scholars in Beijing."

She took a sip from her teacup and said softly, "Under such circumstances, it would be too careless to meet me, the daughter of a former prime minister."

The other person didn't speak for a long time, she looked up and saw that the other person was staring at her, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Zhengwei shook his head and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Seeing that he avoided her own question just now, Feng Jinci couldn't help but also fell silent. After a long time, she closed her eyes and said as if she was tired: "Now the situation in central Beijing is treacherous. ...I was worried about my father, so I wanted to ask you, what is the plan of the Yue clan."

She paused, and then said, "You are the only one who can find me. If you can't reveal it, please speak up."

Han Zhengwei looked at the tiredness on the girl's face in front of him, as well as the slight blackness in her eyes. It was obvious that these days were not good.He also knew that these high-ranking officials in Tianjing that once belonged to the Ning family should not be able to sleep at night, for fear that the knife hanging above their heads would fall and cut off their own necks.

"There's nothing you can't say, but I really don't know anything." He pursed his lips, and for some reason, said, "Yue Wentian and I had a quarrel."

"Arguing?" Feng Jinci was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, as if she had returned to the time back then, "How old are you all, and you still bicker?"

Seeing her smile, Han Zhengwei felt relieved, but still lowered his eyes, "I did something that hurt him."

The smile on Feng Jinci's face gradually faded, and her slender fingers stroked the white porcelain teacup, "Really."

She didn't ask what was the matter, after all, she let Han Zhengwei know that they were different from before. Now they are in the same position as he and Yue Wentian. real opposites.

The two were silent for a while, and Han Zhengwei broke the silence, "I haven't heard that he has any intention of doing anything to the officials of the former dynasty, otherwise he wouldn't wait until today. Prime Minister Feng is the head of all officials, and he may have to rely on him at that time." matter."

As soon as he spoke, he saw unbelievable surprise in the eyes of the opposite girl, as if he had caught some life-saving straw.

"Thank you!"

"No need."

Han Zhengwei felt a little depressed, he picked up his teacup and drank all the tea, "The Han family was in trouble at the beginning, so I will trouble you."

"I'm a daughter of a boudoir, and my abilities are limited." Feng Jinci smiled, "If you're talking about Tai... Lingjie's body, the real helper is the emperor."

Han Zhengwei's eyes froze, and after a moment of silence, he changed the subject, "We met in a hurry earlier, but I forgot to ask you."

Feng Jinci raised her eyes: "Huh?"

"... Where is your husband's family?"

"..."

A smirk came from the opposite side, and he raised his head and smiled helplessly at Shang Fengjin, "What's wrong?"

Feng Jinci shook her head, "It's nothing, what are you asking for?"

Han Zhengwei straightened up uncomfortably, "After all, we were classmates. I said back then that I would find you a good husband, and I will definitely give you a precious gift then."

"No need."

There was an erratic sound from the opposite side, Feng Jinci turned his head to look at the sunset outside Langya City, "He has passed away."

Han Zhengwei was dumbfounded, and said after a while, "...Really."

On the way back, Feng Jinci refused his escort, turned around, got into the arranged carriage and left.Han Zhengwei stood there and watched for a long time, until the carriage completely disappeared from sight.

A warm and smiling voice sounded from behind, "Calm and heroic, she is really different from ordinary women, she is worthy of being the daughter of Prime Minister Feng."

"I don't seem to have asked you to meet here." Han Zhengwei turned to look at the visitor with a cold expression, "You sent someone to watch me?"

"Don't dare, it's just a coincidence." Wen Subaru looked up at the towering Dongying Tower beside him, and said with a smile, "Young master is not in a good mood?"

"What did you call me?" Han Zhengwei's eyes became colder.

"Anyway, it won't be long before the Han family will be restored, and the Rong Xun of the Marquis of Zhenwei's mansion will still hang up. You are still the young master." Wen Subaru said with a smile, "I congratulated the young prince in advance."

Han Zhengwei looked at him mockingly, "Aren't you here to test whether I have told Yue Wentian what you did?"

Wen Subaru raised his eyebrows: "Can you?"

Han Zhengwei snorted coldly, turned to leave, but was stopped by someone behind him, "Do you believe that Qin Guanyue is really dead?"

He paused, "Whether it's true or not, Daxi has no place for her."

"It's true." Wen Subaru's voice was full of sighs, "It's a pity that our young master, Daxi's future Majesty, doesn't seem to be willing to accept this fact."

Han Zhengwei was silent, leaving a sentence "he will accept it sooner or later" and strode away.

Behind him, the smile on Wen Subaru's face faded, his eyes dimmed, and he tapped his palm with the folding fan in his hand, and the entourage behind him immediately took a step forward.

Wen Subaru handed him a letter and a blood jade pendant, "Give it to Chen Yu, and let him act according to the letter."

"Yes."