Farmhouse Imperial Examination Road

Chapter 231 Sir, You Are Sick

"Uncle Yuan Ge, starting today, we will mobilize [-] Xiaowu troops to guard the four gates of our capital, put the whole city on alert, and prohibit riots."

"Brother, [-] soldiers from the new barracks guard the inside and outside of my palace, and I want to protect the safety of everyone in the palace."

"Also, I have two secret letters in my hand, and within tomorrow, they need to be spread all over the state capitals, and reach all the Changbai studies."

"In addition, mobilize all the shadows, and report all the movements of the aristocratic families in the capital to me. Once someone incites the crowd, get the evidence and send it directly to Dali Temple."

At this time, it was almost time.

Su Liuyu has been busy all night, drawing up several terms and benefits, and is already exhausted by now.

The few people who entered the palace did not dare to disturb them any more, and immediately set about making arrangements after receiving the imperial order.

This is the gap between one's own people and foreign ministers.

Yuan Ge, Hu Qingyang and the others didn't even ask. They had been waiting for orders ever since they entered the palace, and when they got the orders, they immediately arranged without questioning.

Su Liuyu braced herself and prepared to go to court.

Chen Shaorou wiped Su Liuyu's face carefully, looking at her, her eyes turned red again.

"The emperor works day and night, but the ministers don't appreciate the emperor's kindness, and their crimes should be punished."

These angry words made Su Liuyu laugh.

The spirit relaxed a little bit.

"Did you enjoy beating people last night? Does your hand still hurt?"

"Your Majesty, you are making fun of your servant." Chen Shaorou blushed a little at the thought of her appearance yesterday: "That lowly servant made the Emperor angry, and this servant will naturally teach me a lesson."

"Be careful, my Shaorou is not bad at taking care of people."

Chen Shaorou's fingertips trembled as she put on the dragon robe for her.

"Your majesty, are you molesting your slaves?"

"I haven't."

Chen Shaorou hung the court beads that came with the dragon robe on Su Liuyu, matched it with a warm jade, and adjusted the golden crown carefully, so that Su Liuyu went to court.

Just when he walked to the door, he saw an old figure.

Slightly arched back, when seeing Su Liuyu in his cloudy eyes, he immediately became sober and excited.

"My minister, see the emperor."

He trembled and wanted to kneel, but Su Liuyu held him up.

"Sir, you are my teacher, how can you kneel down to me."

Prime Minister Song was not dissatisfied with Su Liuyu in his eyes, but looking at this young face, he couldn't help but speak directly.

"When the minister heard the news of the imperial decree, he entered the palace privately and begged the emperor for forgiveness."

"Sir, are you going to stop me?"

Su Liuyu exerted a little force on the hand holding his arm.

"I dare not obstruct the emperor's order, but I am worried about the emperor and want to come and have a look."

The doting in his eyes melted on his mouth, before in the small courtyard of Su's family, whenever Shen Huaizhou wanted to teach her, he was the one who came forward to protect her, even more doting than Shen Huaizhou.

Saying this sentence now makes Su Liuyu's heart burn hot.

"Sir, Liuyu made a mistake and failed to obey the teacher's order. Now, there is no turning back."

Prime Minister Song patted her on the shoulder reassuringly.

"My brother has always been an idea. He didn't sleep all night. It's better not to go in the morning."

early morning.

Is it
She looked at the old Prime Minister Song, his hair was already gray, his waist was not as straight as before, and his knees were injured because of kneeling in the snow before, but he rushed to the palace early in the morning.

I am afraid that she will see the civil servants dismissing the court.

As a husband, he wants to tell her at this moment that he is still there and someone is standing with her.

Su Liuyu nodded vigorously.

"I won't go, I won't go in the early morning, I will send you back."

Prime Minister Song waved his hand and refused.

"The humble minister is not old yet, the emperor should go back."

He took it out of his pocket and took out another oiled paper bag.

"This is the red bean cake from Babaozhai. It's still hot. You haven't eaten. You always like this."

Su Liuyu took the oil-paper bag and took it out from her bosom, still warm.

Prime Minister Song looked at the oiled paper bag with nostalgia in his eyes.

"When you were young, you did something wrong and were locked up in the hall by the queen. You cried all night. When the minister rushed over, he brought some red bean cakes to tease you, so you stopped crying."

"It's the same when writing a policy theory. I beat the board and got angry all night. The servant came to see you early when he got off. You begged me for red bean cakes. If you eat it, you won't be angry with the servant."

"Your majesty, don't you want to eat? Take a quick bite while it's hot, don't let it get cold."

Prime Minister Song watched Su Liuyu not moving, and reminded him worriedly.

Su Liuyu's face was unbelievably pale at this time, she just felt trembling all over, and couldn't hold the oiled paper bag firmly in her hand.

It took her a few times to open it, but she didn't even have the strength to pick up the red bean cake with her fingertips, so she could only hold it with her hand and take a bite.

Su Liuyu smeared his face all over his face, and the red beans were so sweet and greasy, but Su Liuyu swallowed them down.

"Eat slowly, and no one will rob you."

Prime Minister Song carefully cleaned up the sugar crisps on her face with a loving face.

"The minister is gone, and he will go to court later." He turned around tremblingly, and said something to himself.

But Su Liuyu suddenly grabbed his old shoulder.

Her face was covered with sugar crisps, and she was in a terrible mess.

"Sir." Her voice was trembling, and she couldn't understand a word: "Sir, you...are sick, let's go to the doctor."

Sir, you are sick, I am Brother Yu.

It's raining.

The spring rain came as soon as it was said, and the main street was all wet.

The peddlers fled in the rain, and all the clothes were covered with Mercury.

"Master, why are you still out shopping in such a heavy rain?" The old shopkeeper quickly greeted him, and said with a smile, "What do you need to buy, Master?"

"liquor."

"Okay, wait, I'll get it for you right now."

The old shopkeeper responded, ready to get the wine.

At this time, a child rushed out from the backyard, was spotted by the old shopkeeper, and grabbed him.

"What are you running for? I'm not afraid of falling."

"Grandpa shopkeeper, master is going to hit me again, please help me."

Sure enough, a young man came out of the backyard, holding a board, very majestic.

"Not yet."

"Why are you beating him? This baby is so young, how can he stand up to such a beating?" The old shopkeeper held the child in his arms and shouted angrily.

As if thinking of something, he took out the wine from the counter and handed it to Su Liuyu with a smile.

"Master, your wine."

She reached out to take it, looked at the three of them, and smiled slightly.

In the past, she was also protected by her master and husband.

Only now, they are gone.

The rain became heavier, and the courtyard of the Su family was empty and eerily quiet.

Su Liuyu pushed open the door of her room, sat on the bed with wet clothes.

The strong alcohol entered her throat, burning her throat sorely.

The night slowly deepened.

There were occasional thunderclaps in the sky, blowing up the capital city as bright as day.

In the room, it was terribly dark.

Holding the wine cup, she stared blankly at the inch below her feet.

Thunder rang again.

The roar covered the sound of pushing the door, and Su Liuyu saw a pair of boots fall in front of her in a flash of lightning.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the man.

Finally couldn't help it, shed tears.

(End of this chapter)