After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Deep in the palace.

Zhou Tingchen leaned on the chair and looked coldly at the people underground.

"Your Majesty, the news is absolutely true. There is a master beside King Jin. His origin is unknown, and Master Yan's whereabouts are also unknown."

Lin Zhiyu was on the side, and the smell of white fungus spread in his throat, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After hearing that Zhou Zijin had successfully escaped from the Criminal Department, her heart finally sank.

Zhou Tingchen frowned and glanced at Lin Zhiyu: "Are you happy?"

Lin Zhiyu said seriously: "Of course I'm happy."

Because no matter how hard you try to hide the news, when daybreak comes, the news that King Jin is not dead but has successfully escaped from the prison will spread throughout the capital.

This move is tantamount to indirectly confirming his rebellion. After all, if you have a clear conscience, why are you running?

But there is an old saying that wealth is found in danger.

As soon as Zhou Zijin ran away, everyone knew that he was not dead, and that he even had his old subordinates. The minds of those old ministers started to work again.

Death is the word on both sides, so it is better to give it a try than to die in prison without any explanation.

Zhou Tingchen walked out with a livid face. When Eunuch Zhang saw his appearance, he knew something was wrong.

The raindrops outside were a little lighter, and the palace maid carefully opened the umbrella for Zhou Tingchen, lest the emperor would be dissatisfied with something and drag himself out.

Eunuch Zhang stomped behind him, thinking it was Lin Zhiyu who looked at Zhou Tingchen again: "Your Majesty, after all, the county master had a relationship with Prince Jin. It is human nature that he cannot forget the old friend for a while."

Zhou Tingchen snorted in his heart.

What an old person? He should obviously be the person in Lin Zhiyu's heart.

Who is Zhou Zijin? His own queen also rushed over.

Seeing that he was silent, Eunuch Zhang added, "I think all women in the world are the same..."

"She's different."

Zhou Tingchen thought that Eunuch Zhang was trying to persuade him to change to someone else, so he interrupted her.

"Lin Zhiyu is smart and has many novel ideas in her mind. If it hadn't been for her during that drought, I would have been scolded to death by the people all over the world."

Eunuch Zhang first admitted his mistake: "The county master is of course different in the emperor's heart."

Then he said doubtfully: "But this drought, this old slave has no impression."

Zhou Tingchen was stunned and suddenly asked: "What day is it now?"

Eunuch Zhang was surprised as to why the emperor asked this question. Could it be that he was so angry with the master inside?
"Returning to the emperor, it is now the thirty-first year of the Qin calendar."

Zhou Tingchen's steps paused slightly: "That's quick."

Eunuch Zhang was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er: What's so fast?
"Call Qin Tianjian here."

"Wha...what?" Eunuch Zhang thought his ears had heard it wrong. It was so late and it was still raining. What was the emperor going to do?

It seems that ever since the queen entered the palace, she has become increasingly unable to understand the emperor's thoughts.

That is to say, before the queen entered the middle palace, the emperor fell seriously ill. After waking up, he hurriedly called the people from Qintian Prison.

Is there any connection between this?
As Zhou Tingchen's personal servant, Eunuch Zhang was responsible for figuring out the emperor's thoughts.

Zhou Tingchen was asked by Eunuch Zhang and finally felt that this was indeed inappropriate: "Let them wait for me in the imperial study room tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Eunuch Zhang agreed, "Which palace is the emperor going to now?"

Only then did Zhou Tingchen realize that he was so angry that he walked out of his dormitory without any clue.

It's obviously your own territory, so why do you feel like you're so short?
He stopped and said, "We're not going anywhere. We're going back to the palace."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and strode towards Qianyuan Hall.

The people in the palace behind also whirled around, and their hearts changed: This county master can make the emperor so angry and make the emperor look back. He is really not a simple person!
"Your Majesty, please slow down and be careful where you step." Eunuch Zhang was forced to sweat on his forehead in the cold wind.

"The county master is just too young. He will be fine if he has children in the future."

Eunuch Zhang was so anxious that the words he had just unfinished slipped out of his mouth again. "Child?" Zhou Tingchen suddenly stopped again.

The raindrops made a crackling sound on the oil-paper umbrella. No one knew what the young emperor in front of him was thinking about.

"Eunuch Zhang, please let me know that I have recently acquired a beautiful woman, and in three days, I will be crowned a concubine."

The people below understood immediately.

The second-grade county lord inside continues to live in the Qianyuan Hall without any reason. After all, it is because of his incompatibility with etiquette.

The emperor is going to give me a name.

……

Other courtyard.

After a day and night, Chu Nianshan's face gradually turned from white to red. Master Ji Yan took his pulse and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's a life saved."

Zhou Zijin's injury was also bandaged, he borrowed Chu Nianshan's clothes, and stood in the yard practicing swordplay, looking a bit like a handsome young man.

Jian Ying tidied up the room and muttered: "Master Chu is also strange. There are all white clothes in the cabinet, and there are only a few black ones."

"Black is unlucky." Shuqin walked out.

“White is also unlucky.”

Shuqin glared at Jian Ying, "You are the only one who talks too much."

Zhou Zijin put away his sword and glanced at Shuqin: "Are you awake?"

Shuqin nodded: "My lord said that if you have anything to do, please contact the prince."

With a "dang" sound, as the sword was sheathed, Zhou Zijin threw the sword to Jian Ying.

Inside the room, Chu Nianshan was wearing his coat and leaning against the bed.

"If you don't tell me you're sick, is that person suspicious?" Zhou Zijin closed the door.

Chu Nianshan said: "Although I am young at fifteen, I did things properly and let people pretend to be me, so the people who asked didn't see anything."

He glanced at Zhou Zijin intentionally or unintentionally, and the gauze on his hand was still bleeding: "There is another new thing. It has been spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital."

"what's up?"

"The emperor is going to designate a concubine, but the origin is unknown."

Zhou Zijin's throat rolled twice: "Is it her?"

"Yes."

For a moment, the huge room was filled with silence at the news.

After a while, Zhou Zijin stood up in a hurry: "I want to find her."

"What identity did you use to find her?"

Chu Nianshan's words were like a bucket of cold water being poured down on his head: "Is he the prince of Jin or the sinner of Qin?"

Zhou Zijin's face turned pale: "I..."

Chu Nianshan continued: "You know what I mean."

Of course Zhou Zijin knew it. He knew it as early as when something happened to Zhuang Boyuan.

In the past few years of Zhou Tingchen's reign, although he did not treat the people of Qin harshly, there were still many innocent people who paved the way for his imperial power.

Among them was Chu Nianshan’s master, Tang Wu.

Tang Wu was the previous censor Zhongcheng, responsible for supervising the actions of all officials, and he was the most selfless.

Even the late emperor was impeached by him and issued a criminal edict.

When Chu Nianshan was preparing for the imperial examination, in order to get rid of the influence of the past, he wandered alone outside. It was Tang Wu who took him in.