The male sword fairy in the feminist world

Chapter 1541

As the rain continued and refused to stop, Chu Qing jumped up dressed in black clothes, and arrived at the palace not long after.

The emperor was waiting on the dragon chair, but fortunately Chu Qing came before her patience ran out.

The heavy rain outside can be said to be pouring down, but seeing Chu Qing rushing over, not even a strand of hair was wet.

"Your Majesty, I just got the news that the aristocratic family intends to murder the Gong family."

After Chu Qing said these words, there was no movement on the dragon chair.

Just when he was slandering whether the emperor was deaf, the emperor said, "You have nothing to prove, but do you have evidence?"

This caught Chu Qing a little off guard. If he wanted Huaiyu to be his personal certificate, the emperor had to trust him.

He put away his underestimation of the emperor, and told the whole story of the theft of food and salaries word by word. All the signs pointed out that it was the aristocratic family's manipulation.

"But, if you can't produce any evidence, how can I indiscriminately convict you?"

The emperor seemed to say something lightly, but what he meant was to blame Chu Qing for his lack of propriety.

It seems that if Chu Qing wants to bring down the aristocratic family, he will have to work hard.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly when he thought of this, the emperor's attitude towards the aristocratic family is also worth studying carefully.

Apart from his doubts about the aristocratic family, Chu Qing also reported some information obtained by Qianji Pavilion.

It's just that the emperor's elation faded when he heard it, and the three words of impatience were written all over his face.

After a stick of incense, Chu Qing exited the Golden Luan Hall unhurriedly.

It took him a lot of time to go around like this. The emperor's shrewdness is really not covered up. Although he was given the right, he was exerting pressure all the time.

Chu Qing originally thought that he would meet a female emperor like Wu Zetian, but this time and space were reversed. If he really wanted to compare, he felt that this emperor was more like Ming Taizu.

The emperor's mind is hard for ordinary people to fathom. Chu Qing doesn't need to figure out all the emperor's thoughts, but he is not willing to just be a falcon dog.

The prince and general Xiang Ning seemed kind, Chu Qing looked back at the Jinluan Palace under the rain, and sneered at the tall palace.

After returning to Qianji Pavilion, several subordinates approached Chu Qing to discuss countermeasures. Judging from the emperor's reaction, it should be that he supported Chu Qing to continue investigating the family.

"How about the spies who sneaked into the family, have you heard any news about their actions against the Gong family?"

Hearing Chu Qing ask this, several subordinates were dumb for a moment. Seeing them like this, Chu Qing frowned.

"What's going on, could it be that the spies have already been caught?"

Chu Qing was good at observing words and expressions. Hearing what he said, one of his subordinates gritted his teeth and stood up.

"The day before yesterday, we got the news that three spies committed suicide. Everyone was exposed, but fortunately, they killed their lives in advance, so that the aristocratic family did not know their identities."

Chu Qing's brows tightened even more, and he was still careless. If he had been in the past, he wouldn't be as impatient as he is now.

"Forget it, you can't blame them, pass on my word of mouth, give comfort to the families of those spies, and set up a few secret sentries outside the aristocratic family."

Several subordinates breathed a sigh of relief when they heard what Chu Qing said, they thought he would throw a tantrum.

In the dark dungeon of the aristocratic family, three or five domestic servants were kneeling in front of a woman.

This woman was born with a rich and delicate face, her eyebrows grew into her temples and her eyes were sharp, and the clothes she wore also represented her identity.

"These spies don't know how to live or die, and they dare to come to the family to seek death. I'm afraid no one will do such a thing except that person."

Her voice was fast and urgent, more like bullets fired in succession, the servants did not dare to make a sound, they were all trembling with fright.

"Tomorrow I will report to the Patriarch, someone will be able to cure him!"

(End of this chapter)