Jingmen Fengyue

Chapter 860
The news that Zhongyonghou's mansion opened the ancestral sacrifice spread into the palace immediately.

After the emperor heard about it, he sent people to investigate again, until those people came out from the ancestral temple, but all of them closed their mouths tightly, as if their mouths were sealed, not revealing half a word. Nothing came out.

The emperor sat in the imperial study, his face became more and more gloomy.

For so many years, he boasted that he was able to almost control the Zhongyonghou Mansion, but now this matter can be seen, if there is something that the Zhongyonghou Mansion does not want people to know, no matter how much he investigates, he will not be able to find out. Can't control it.

But the more it was like this, the more he wanted to know, this kind of passive thing really made him feel uncertain.

So he shouted, "Wu Quan!"

Wu Quan appeared quickly, cautiously, "Your Majesty?"

"Show me! I'm going to Zhongyonghou's mansion to visit the old man!" The emperor stood up and ordered with a serious face.

Wu Quan was startled.

"Did you hear what I said?" Seeing Wu Quan standing still, the emperor said angrily, "Hurry up!"

"Yes!" Wu Quan woke up startled, and ran out quickly.

"Wait, send someone to Wenyuan Pavilion, let Prime Minister Right and the Fourth Prince go with me!" The emperor called Wu Quan again.

Wu Quan immediately responded, went out of the imperial study, quickly recruited a young eunuch, and gave orders.

In Wenyuan Pavilion, Prime Minister Right and Qin Yu got a message, looked at each other, and slowly put down what they were doing.

The right minister looked at Qin Yu and asked, "Fourth prince, do you know why the emperor suddenly went to Zhongyonghou's mansion to visit the old man?"

"Father has done a lot of strange things recently, thinking about it, I guess I miss the old Hou Ye." Qin Yu said slowly.

The right minister looked at Qin Yu carefully, but he didn't see anything from his face. He knew in his heart that something must have happened, and he naturally knew about the summoning of the clan by the Zhongyonghou Mansion.Secretly thinking that it is no wonder that the fourth prince can stand out from all the princes, if he sits in that chair in the future, he may be a more powerful master than the current emperor.

The two left Wenyuan Pavilion together to meet the emperor.

Half an hour later, the emperor's jade chariot headed for Zhongyonghou's mansion.

The emperor's jade chariot left the palace, and De'an Palace got the news. Don't look at Yu Zhuo who has only entered the palace for a few days, and he has already felt the inside of the palace thoroughly.With his pleasing temperament, the news is naturally very well-informed.

After hearing this, Qin Zheng sneered, "Uncle Huang is becoming more and more useless as he gets older. As soon as Mrs. Xie got a little troubled, he couldn't sit still."

Xie Fanghua naturally knew that the Zhongyonghou Mansion opened the ancestral ancestral hall at noon today. Grandpa and Xie Yunlan had already announced the news of the division of clans and clans. The people sent by the emperor must have found nothing. Check out the news.

However, she felt that even if the emperor went to Zhongyonghou's mansion in person, the current grandfather might not tell him.

All in all, although the splitting of the Xie clan is a major event, in general, it is still the Xie clan's own business.

It has something to do with imperial power, but it has nothing to do with it!

If the emperor really wants to intervene, he has both a position and no position!

If Mrs. Xie gives him a position, he will have a position. If Mrs. Xie does not give him a position, he will have no position!
"Don't pay attention to him! If Grandpa is eager to hand over his trump cards just because the emperor's uncle visited Zhongyonghou's mansion, then he is not Zhongyonghou who has survived for so many years." Qin Zheng embraced Xie Fanghua's arms. With a slender waist, his chin was resting on her shoulder, and he breathed on her snow-white neck, asking with an indistinct warmth, "What are we going to do in the afternoon?"

Xie Fanghua was distracted by him, so she had no choice but to stop thinking about it, and turned her head to give him a sharp look, "You are hurt so badly, and you still don't care about it honestly, what are you doing?"

Qin Zheng blinked his eyes and murmured, "I didn't move around, I just hugged you, it doesn't hurt you."

Xie Fanghua snorted lightly.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand to play with her hanging strand of black hair, "Chess is played, piano is also played, how about this! Let's draw in the afternoon! As the old saying goes, boudoir fun is nothing more than piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and so on."

Xie Fanghua blushed and was speechless, "Who is interested in your boudoir?" After saying that, she pushed him away, "No drawing!"

Although Qin Zheng was pushed away, he quickly grabbed her with his hands, and said with a smile, "You come to draw, and I will add fragrance to your red sleeves."

Xie Fanghua laughed out loud when she heard the words.A big man, as a metaphor for his red sleeves, really has him!

"How is it?" Qin Zheng stretched out his hands to show Xie Fanghua, "Look, master's hands rubbing ink for you, but it's still pleasing to the eye? Miss Fanghua, show me some face!"

Xie Fanghua looked at him amusedly. He had no interest at all, but what he said aroused his interest. He nodded, "Okay! I'll start drawing in a while, you can't be too tired and give up halfway!"

"No!" Qin Zheng shook his head, "Although my body is seriously injured, I am still capable of light work like grinding ink."

Xie Fanghua nodded.

Qin Zheng called Yu Zhuo at the top of his voice.

Yu Zhuo quickly agreed, and hurriedly went down to get things.

Not long after, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready. Qin Zheng began to grind the ink without Xie Fanghua opening his mouth. While grinding the ink, he thought, "Can you just draw me? No one has ever painted a portrait of me. This one For the first time, the Lord rewarded you with face."

Xie Fanghua rolled her eyelids, "And I still want to thank you for your favor?"

"That's it!" Qin Zheng raised his chin triumphantly, "Not everyone is qualified to give me a portrait, it depends on whether I like it or not."

Xie Fanghua took a bite, ignored him, and thought about what to draw.

"Just draw me!" Qin Zheng stared at her, "If not, you can also draw the two of us!"

"No!" Xie Fanghua shook his head.

Qin Zheng was aggrieved immediately, "Xie Fanghua, are you here to accompany me to heal my wounds, or are you here to anger me? What do you say, if you don't say yes, it's fine, and you are still against me. If you torture me like this Go down, can you get better soon?"

Xie Fanghua took a look at him.

"Oh, my husband is weak!" Qin Zheng raised his forehead, "You don't listen to me now, how can I have face in the future?"

(End of this chapter)