Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 21
Feng Jin went upstream in a small boat, returned to the downstairs of Chunfeng Deyi Building, jumped up, and flew in through the window.

As soon as he landed, he saw Wuming pressing the servant painting on the couch. This scene shocked Feng Jin so much that his jaw almost dropped.

"Wu Ming, I didn't expect you to be so good."

Feng Jin crossed his arms and stood behind Wuming, tsk-tsk.

Wuming turned his head abruptly, seeing Feng Jin, his eyes lit up, he immediately let go of the waiter, and rushed over to check Feng Jin from front to back, left, right, up and down, seeing that she was not injured at all, he was relieved, suppressed his anger and asked, " Where did your majesty go? Why didn't you tell your subordinates?"

"You are guarding here so that you can hide it from those who are interested."

Although he knew that what Feng Jin said was right, Wuming was still very angry. He gave Feng Jin a sullen look, turned his face away and remained silent. This was his way of expressing his anger.

With Shi Hua present, Feng Jin didn't have much to say. Seeing a bloodstain on Shi Hua's neck, Feng Jin guessed that it must have been caused by Wu Ming's pressure on him just now.

The waiter was tearful, looking at Feng Jin pitifully, and just about to cry out about Wuming's crime, Feng Jin pinched his cheek and said, 'I will send someone to pick you up in three days', and took Wuming out. The Spring Breeze Building.

On the way back to the palace, dawn broke in the sky, and the first ray of morning light suddenly appeared, falling on Wuming's handsome and stern face, the shadows of light and dark made his already deep facial lines more distinct, his eyebrows were like mountain peaks, sharp Precipitous, eyes like a deep pool, dark and ruthless.

He tightly pursed his thin lips without saying a word, and after walking all the way, he became angry all the way, without saying a word to Feng Jin.

Some breakfast sellers opened their shops and lit their stoves, adding a ray of fireworks to the quiet streets and alleys.

During this rare quiet and comfortable time, Feng Jin couldn't help slowing down his schedule, trusting his horse and walking slowly towards the palace.

"No name, what are you angry about?"

Feng Jin sighed and asked.

Wuming remained silent, and he didn't know why he was angry, he was just sad and panicked.

"Speak!"

Feng Jin urged softly, "When I return to the palace, I won't ask you any more, and then you won't have the chance to say anything if you want to."

Wuming pulled the horse abruptly and stopped at the same spot, Feng Jin looked back at him in surprise, meeting Wuming's obscure and gloomy eyes.

The morning light was dim, and there was only a little bit of light. In this early dawn, Wuming's eyes were so dark, but they hit Feng Jin's heart deeply.

"Your Majesty, what is your subordinate in your heart? A plaything?"

The nameless question made Feng Jin's heart skip a beat, she was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Your Majesty's plan is not hidden from the waiter, but from your subordinates. In your Majesty's heart, is your subordinate even worse than a young lady who just met?"

"So, after listening to Pei Xiu's instigation, you think I treat you as a plaything?"

Wuming remained silent and acquiesced.

Feng Jin's heart went cold inexplicably, she gave Wuming a cold look, and sneered, "Wuming, are you qualified to be a plaything? A plaything must be obedient, obedient, obedient, beautiful, trained, and know how to serve its master. Are you worthy?"

Nameless was stunned.

Feng Jin withdrew her gaze, looked at the hazy palace in the distance in the morning light, and said coldly, "Even if you want to be my plaything, I won't want you!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Jin whipped his whip and galloped his horse.

Wuming was stunned for a moment, but soon came back to his senses and chased after him.

The two arrived at the gate of the palace one after the other, just as the courtiers were going to the morning court.

Seeing Feng Jin, the courtiers were all shocked. Those who got off the sedan chair got off the sedan chair, and those who dismounted from the horse got off their horses, kneeling on the ground with a clatter, "Your Majesty, I will see you. Long live, long live, long live, long live your majesty."

There was only one person, riding on a tall horse with his legs under the horse's belly, walking side by side with Feng Jin.

"Your Majesty has returned to the palace?"

Feng Jin gave Pei Xiu a cold look, not in the mood to care about his arrogance and rudeness, looked around at the kneeling civil and military officials, and said calmly, "Get up."

The courtiers stood up one after another, stepped aside, and invited Feng Jin into the palace.

Feng Jin rode into the palace, Pei Xiu chased after her, and walked side by side with her, she was fast and he was fast, she was slow and he was slow.

"Your Majesty, did you have a good time last night?"

Feng Jin threw out two words coldly, "Shang Ke."

She glanced at him expressionlessly, "Besides, doesn't Pei Qing know whether she is happy or not? Pei Qing is too loyal to the emperor and patriotic, even when I visit a flower house, I have to send someone to protect me."

"Your Majesty is the foundation of the world, there can be no damage, and there is nothing I can do about it, so I left two people guarding the Chunfeng Deyi Building."

Feng Jin snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. She clearly sent someone to watch her, yet she said it so grandiosely!
Pei Xiu observed the expression on Feng Jin's face, seeing her frowning slightly, looking depressed, and Wuming's expression was extremely bad, so she knew that the two of them were at odds.

Pei Xiu was in a good mood immediately, deliberately provoking Wuming, and said, "Your Majesty favored Shihua last night, do you want me to take him into the palace?"

"I have made my own arrangements for this matter, so I don't need Pei Qing to worry about it."

Feng Jin could see through Pei Xiu's thoughts at a glance. Pei Xiu wanted to drive a wedge between her and Wuming, but she refused to let him succeed.

Feng Jin's eyes flashed, and she called out 'nameless' softly.

Wuming rode over and said respectfully, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"I'm tired and don't want to ride a horse."

As Feng Jin said, he opened his arms towards Wuming. Wuming was startled, but he quickly realized that the light in his eyes was bright and hot. He carefully hugged Feng Jin and let her sit in front of him.

Feng Jin leaned on Wuming's generous and hot chest, and leaned lazily in his arms.

Pei Xiu's face sank suddenly, and the courtiers all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Her Majesty's charming and lazy appearance.

Feng Jin looked down at the courtiers, and paused for a moment on Tang Zhongde, one of the four major assistant ministers, "Tang Aiqing."

Tang Zhongde was taken aback by the Queen's name-calling. He secretly looked at Pei Xiu. Pei Xiu nodded invisibly. Then Tang Zhongde walked forward step by step, and said respectfully, "The old minister is here."

Feng Jin sat on the horse, and she could see the interaction between Tang Zhongde and Pei Xiu clearly, a cold and sharp light flashed in her eyes, but there was a faint smile on her face, "I heard that you gave birth A good son."

Tang Zhongde was startled, he didn't quite understand what the empress meant, just about to speak, but the empress left an inexplicable sentence and rode away.

Tang Zhongde stared blankly at the queen's horse disappearing down the palace road, and kept thinking about the meaning of the queen's words.

"Not yet married, fine."

Tang Zhongde vaguely guessed what the empress meant, and his heart couldn't stop beating wildly. His spies in the palace once said that her majesty recently wanted to enshrine her husband, and Qinghe's portrait was impressively listed.

Just when Tang Zhongde was surprised and delighted, he felt two sharp and menacing eyes falling on him. Tang Zhongde's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly suppressed his ecstasy, and looked at the owner of the eyes kindly.

"Tang Qinghe, one of the four sons of the capital, is handsome, elegant, and talented. He is very good!"

Pei Xiu said with a half-smile, Tang Zhongde had a humble smile on his face, and he dared not refute.

Pei Xiu's arrogant and disdainful eyes swept across his face, snorted coldly, and rode away.

Lord Qi, Minister of the Household Department, who is also the auxiliary minister, the old fox of Qi understood the queen's plan when he rolled his eyes. Children and grandchildren who have not grown up."

Tang Zhongde's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help thinking.

If Qinghe is established as the emperor's husband, then he will be the head of the country. If Qinghe can allow His Majesty to give birth to an heir, then he will be the eldest son, the future prince. a dog?

The Queen seemed to say something casually, which disturbed many people's minds.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Wuming couldn't help asking, "Your Majesty really intends to make Tang Qinghe the emperor? The Tang family is Prime Minister Pei's pawn!"

Feng Jin smiled without saying a word.

Seeing Wuming's depressed look, Feng Jin sighed, "If Tang Zhongde wasn't from Pei Xiu, I wouldn't have mentioned this matter!"

As she spoke, she tapped Wuming's forehead, "If Pei Xiu can drive a wedge between you and me, I can drive a wedge between him and his lackeys!"

Wuming suddenly remembered that in the earliest days, the man in the portrait that Feng Jin showed Hongyu was Tang Qinghe.

At that time, the queen didn't know that Hongyu was Pei Xiu's pawn, but whether she was or not, the queen would definitely try to get Tang Qinghe's name to the ears of Pei Xiu and the Tang family, and bury a deep love in Pei Xiu's heart early. A seed of suspicion, given the opportunity, the seed will take root and germinate.

At the same time, it also planted ambitions in the hearts of the Tang family.

The world is bustling, all come for the benefit, and the world is bustling, all go for the benefit.

If His Majesty can give the Tang family greater benefits, there is no need to worry that the Tang family will not be shaken. Even if he chooses to be loyal to Pei Xiu in the end, as long as he is tempted, Pei Xiu will no longer trust him as before. As long as there is a slight crack, His Majesty has an opportunity.

Wuming's heart skipped a beat, some things gradually became clear, he stared blankly at Feng Jin, "So His Majesty has already made arrangements?"

The three portraits at that time were the son of the minister of the official department, the son of the minister of the military department, and the son of the general.

It looks like the queen took it casually, but every portrait hides the queen's scheming, and every person is carefully selected by her majesty.

(End of this chapter)