Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 92

But to everyone's surprise, Zhong Mo said that he was unwell and closed the door to thank the guests, so he directly blocked Pei Xiu from the door, and didn't even let him in.

When Feng Jin heard the news, he became very interested in this man who made the whole Zhou respect him like a god.

He is the only one who can disrespect the number one minister of the Great Zhou like this, right?
Knowing that Pei Xiu was rejected, Shen Wenqing advised her to go to the General's Mansion, but Feng Jin refused.

It's not that she's afraid of being rejected, but that she won't take any action until the matter is clear.

Now, the entire imperial capital is staring at the actions of the three parties. The empress and Prime Minister Pei have already torn their faces. many uncertain factors.

While everyone was staring at Zhong Mo, they were also staring at Pei Xiu and the Queen.

Feng Jin believed that with Zhong Mo's ability, he must know everything about what happened in the imperial capital. When she was observing Zhong Mo, Zhong Mo must also be observing her.

"Your Majesty, let's go, the palace banquet is about to begin."

Shen Wenqing said respectfully, Feng Jin took one last look at the imperial capital covered by thick white snow, and entwined her ringless ten fingers down the tower.

Shen Wenqing silently looked at the backs of Feng Jin and Wuming. Wuming's tall figure almost enveloped the entire empress. She seemed to be aware of Shen Wenqing's gaze. Wuming turned her head, and her indifferent and deep eyes fell on Shen Wenqing. , It seems to be able to crush the tower, Shen Wenqing's heart shuddered, she quickly looked away, turned her face away, and pretended to look at the scenery below the tower.

When the oppressive icy aura disappeared, Shen Wenqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly turned her face to look at the steps of the tower. The figures of the pair of Bi people had already disappeared under the tower.

I don't know if it's because of staying with Her Majesty for a long time, but Wuming's power is getting heavier and heavier.

Sometimes, when he went to the Queen's Palace to report things, Wuming didn't speak or look at him, and just sat quietly in the room doing his own business and reading his own books, which would make Shen Wenqing's back shiver. cold sweat.

At the first moment of You Shi, the sky was already completely dark, and candles were already lit in the Chonghua Palace, and the lights were brightly lit, as bright as day.

The officials had already brought their family members to the table, the only ones missing were three people, Her Majesty the Empress, Prime Minister Pei, and General Zhong Mo.

None of the three most powerful characters came. Although the table was already full of delicacies, no one dared to move their chopsticks.

"His Majesty is here!"

Wang Quan flicked his fly whisk and gave a loud and long shout. The officials stood up one after another. Feng Jin, who was wearing a dark purple brocade robe, walked in accompanied by Shen Wenqing and Wuming. The robe was embroidered with exquisite dragon patterns and clouds. There are three rectangular white jade waist buttons inlaid on the belt, each of which is crystal clear, and it is of the highest quality at first glance. The hair is not tied into a cloud bun like usual, but is tied with a jade crown. Inside, such a Her Majesty the Empress lacks the charm of a woman, and is more heroic and dignified.

Glancing at the empty places on the left and right, a faint smile appeared on Feng Jin's lips, she is here, Pei Xiu and Zhong Mo haven't come yet!
Seeing the empress's deep and cold gaze passing over the position of Pei Xiang and the general, the officials were all silent and did not dare to say a word.

"Sit down, everyone. Today is a palace banquet. All the lovers have worked hard all year round. Tonight, there is no need to be as formal as usual."

As soon as everyone was seated, there was singing and shouting outside: "Master Xiang is here! The general is here!"

A smile of unknown meaning appeared on Feng Jin's lips. It was a coincidence that these two people came together.

Pei Xiu and Zhong Mo walked into the Chonghua Hall side by side, and both bowed to Feng Jin.

"Weichen see Your Majesty."

"I will see your majesty at the end."

Pei Xiu didn't kneel down, but bowed his hands, but bent over, looking a little arrogant.

But Zhong Mo performed a military salute, knelt down on one knee, and his posture was quite respectful, but whether he was also respectful in his heart, no one knew.

"Everyone get up."

Waiting for the two to enter the table, Feng Jin smiled slightly, "The two lovers are late, let me wait, and I will punish myself with three cups later!"

Feng Jin made a phone call neither soft nor hard, Pei Xiu and Zhong Mo had different reactions, Pei Xiu just smiled and said nothing, it seemed that he didn't take the Queen's words to heart, while Zhong Mo frowned slightly, then eased off. Slowly let go, and said in a loud voice, "The final general will follow the holy will."

Feng Jin glanced at him with a smile, and then his surprised eyes fell on Zhong Shuo who was beside him. Officials attending the palace banquet tonight can bring their families. Many officials bring their wives, and some bring their sons Well, these sons are naturally unmarried and good-looking, which means that everyone knows it well.

Feng Jin couldn't laugh or cry, did these people think she was lonely?Just got rid of the harem, and want to accept male favors?
Of the three Zhong family brothers, the other two were guarding the frontier in northern Xinjiang, and only Zhong Mo brought his son back to the imperial capital in order to deal with the tiger talisman.

Feng Jin didn't know what Zhong Mo's intention was to bring his son to the palace banquet instead of his wife. Could it be that he also wanted to send his son to the palace?

This is impossible!

But thinking about Zhong Mo's loss of two sons, this is his only son, it is impossible to send his son to the harem, but it is possible to find a relatively safe and less dangerous position for his son.

Zhong Mo probably gave up the idea of ​​letting the only remaining son go to the battlefield long ago, but seeing Zhong Shuo's face full of reluctance since he came in, Zhong Shuo probably wasn't very satisfied with his father's arrangement.

Seeing Feng Jin's eyes fall on Zhong Shuo, Zhong Mo said in a deep voice, "This is the dog Zhong Shuo, Shuo Er, quickly pay respects to Her Majesty the Empress."

Zhong Shuo stood up reluctantly, gave Feng Jin a casual military salute, stood up before his knees even touched the ground, and returned to his seat before Feng Jin could speak. Sit down sharply.

Feng Jin kept a smile on his lips, but his eyes became much colder. Zhong Mo's expression turned a little ugly. He gave Zhong Shuo a hard look, and stood up to smooth things over for his son.

"Zhong Shuo has a pure heart, is sincere and never fakes, I won't argue with him."

Feng Jin's tone was indifferent, and no emotion could be seen, but everyone present could hear that Her Majesty's words were not compliments, but irony. General Yi didn't even become a general. It can be said that he has no military exploits and skills, so he is so rude to Her Majesty the Queen. It is not a childish heart, but arrogant and self-righteous.

I don't know what Zhong Mo's plan is, Feng Jin doesn't like Zhong Shuo very much, Zhong Mo is afraid that he will go to the battlefield, this son has been locked up and raised, he has not learned the ability to lead soldiers in battle, and he has not read much, so it can be said It is impossible to achieve military success without writing.

Zhong Mo also knew that Zhong Shuo had overdone it, so he sat down with an embarrassing face, but Zhong Shuo was not happy, stood up, and said carelessly, "I heard that there is a secret guard organization around your majesty, and the leader is called the secret guard." Leader, your ability is very strong, I want to compete with him!"

Feng Jin glanced at Wuming, and smiled slightly, "He wants to compete with you, what do you think?"

Wuming glanced at Zhong Shuo blankly, his eyes were cold and heartless, "It's okay to compete, life and death are irrelevant!"

As soon as Zhong Mo heard this, his face changed. The meaning of life and death is that even if he is killed, he cannot be held accountable. He is not Zhong Shuo. He has been on the battlefield for many years, and his perception of danger is much stronger than ordinary people. He is better than anyone else. He could feel the blood and suffocation in Wuming's body. It was a kind of suffocation that even he didn't dare to confront Wuming head-on.

"Shuo'er, sit down! Tonight is a palace banquet, in front of His Majesty, how can we allow you to mess around?"

"It's just a competition. What's the big deal? It can also add interest to the banquet. Your Majesty didn't object. Why should father be so nervous?"

Zhong Shuo's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, so he said carelessly, Zhong Mo gave him a stern look, "Shut up! Sit down for me immediately! Don't say another word!"

Zhong Shuo raised his eyebrows, ignored Zhong Mo's stern shout, got up and walked in front of Feng Jin, his provocative eyes fell on Wuming, "You are the legendary leader of the dark guards, right? Come! Let's compete! "

Wuming looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were cold and dark, his lips slowly opened and closed, "You will die!"

"I'm not afraid!"

Zhong Shuo looked at Wuming arrogantly, "What are you dawdling for? Could it be that you are afraid?"

"Today is a palace banquet. On New Year's Eve, I don't want to kill anyone!"

"Stop rambling, come quickly..."

"I come!"

A clear voice sounded from the corner, and everyone followed the prestige, only to see a young and handsome man stood up, and said loudly, "You don't need Master Wuming to fight against you, I will fight with you!"

(End of this chapter)