The white moonlight of the paranoid tyrant was stolen

Chapter 40 is obviously too much
"What do you mean by that?" Noticing the address in his words, Li Yu frowned unconsciously.

Seeing that he was still not enlightened, Si Hongyuan sighed heavily, "Cui Shao led Zhu Sun out of the palace, where do you think Cui Shao is going?"

He paused, although he didn't want to admit it, but it was the fact, and he couldn't distort the facts against his conscience at this time.

"Your Majesty's personality is clear to you and me. Shen Ji said those words and he can still save his life, and he can even retain his official position. It's just [-] boards. Do you think that His Majesty spared Shen Ji because of the love between the monarch and his ministers for many years? This time?"

Of course not, as a close minister beside His Majesty, Li Yu also felt that he knew His Majesty very well after being able to stay in the court after several cleanings in Tian Qin.

Your Majesty is definitely not a person who cares about the relationship between the monarch and his subjects. What is right is right and what is wrong is wrong. Even if someone you trust around you does something wrong, the punishment will be many times heavier than others.

So Li Yu knew very well that if Shen Ji could come back alive, someone must have pleaded with His Majesty.

But he didn't want to believe this, because on the one hand, Shen Ji would accept this kindness, and on the other hand, he didn't want to believe that Gu Ruzhen could easily change His Majesty's mind.

Li Yu sat aside, murmured blankly, "Then we, can we just ignore it like this?"

Si Hongyuan was silent for a long time, watching the servant of Shen's mansion bring a bowl of medicine from outside and then leave, his eyes fell on the little water vapor on the medicine bowl, and said, "Whether we continue to resist or follow His Majesty's will, the result will be Perhaps there will be no change, but we can try to trust His Majesty, and believe that the queen he believes will be a generation of good queens in the future."

"The most important thing is..." Si Hongyuan got up and poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Li Yu casually, "We have no other choice."

Si Hongyuan doesn't have much opinion on the empress appointed by His Majesty now. After all, if His Majesty chooses one of the Tianqin women to be the queen, then the queen must be involved in which side of power.

It's better to make this Gu Ruzhen who makes no profit for everyone as the queen. At least, if His Majesty is impulsive one day, they can find someone to persuade His Majesty.

Li Yu took the cup and remained silent.

Early the next morning, although Shen Ji was still in high fever, he was carried to the Hall of Supreme Harmony by two guards.

When all the courtiers saw Shen Ji's miserable appearance, they tacitly acted as if they hadn't seen it.

It's not that they don't have brotherhood, but that His Majesty is too cruel.

They don't have the friendship between ministers and ministers between Shen Xiang and His Majesty, if they are not careful, their heads may fall at any time.

Since then, for a long time, courtiers never dared to mention the matter of concubine selection.

However, they have not given up on this idea, but they think that His Majesty may figure it out in half a year or a year, and then take the initiative to carry out the three-year general election.

Coincidentally, this is the time for the three-year general election, because the decree for choosing a concubine has not been announced for a long time, and many people in Beijing are full of disappointment.

There are many families who want to rely on their daughters to reach the sky. After all, if they are lucky enough, they can become relatives of the emperor, and even become the mother clan of the prince.

The temptation of this matter was so great that many people who knew that Emperor Tianqin was determined not to choose a concubine could not help but have many ideas in their hearts.

In fact, entering the palace as a concubine does not necessarily have to go through the path of choosing a concubine.

The first emperor once accepted many dancers as his concubines, and even often went on private tours in micro-clothes, bringing folk women back to the palace.

Emperor Tian Qin didn't know what these people were thinking, and he didn't know that many people were plotting against his body. He was standing on the city wall, looking up at the starry sky.

Zuo Qiu behind him was yawning uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes were full of physiological tears due to sleepiness.

"I remember that there is a pavilion in the General's Mansion. It is very beautiful to look up at the moon."

After hearing this, Zuo Qiuju frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer.

His Majesty's thoughts are obviously a little too much.

But if he doesn't follow these words, then he must be the one who will be unlucky.

Zuo Qiuju clenched his fist and put it on his lips, coughed twice, and said, "Before the servant came, I heard that the imperial dining room made a new kind of pastry. I must have never seen it before, but if I send it over tomorrow, it will not be fresh. How about His Majesty sending this pastry over now?"

Emperor Tianqin pretended to hesitate, and lightly clenched his hands behind his back, "Alright."

Hearing this, Zuo Qiuju had no choice but to go back, and after a quarter of an hour, he went to the imperial dining room and randomly picked up a stack of pastries and put them in a wooden box. After getting them, he rushed to the city wall without stopping.

The city wall they were standing on was not high, so Emperor Tianqin jumped off the city wall as soon as he got the wooden box, and then walked towards the gate of the city.

Zuo Qiuju naturally wanted to follow, but he couldn't get too close, he could only follow from a distance.

……

Wu Zhu stood at the gate of the yard, yawned and then rubbed his eyes sleepily.

As soon as she took her hand away, she saw the man in front of her.

Wu Zhu blinked her eyes, probably felt that the person in front of her was an illusion, so she grabbed herself severely.

"Oh~ Your Majesty!" Wu Zhu hurriedly knelt down, so anxious that all the hairpin rings on her bun fell off.

"Where's the queen?" Emperor Tianqin pinched the edge of the wooden box guilty, "I'm here to bring her some pastries."

He came for a normal reason, and besides, no one else saw him along the way, so... this time, he should be able to stay longer.

In the longer time, it is better to just look at her more.

Wu Zhu was very surprised, the cook in the dining room of the General's Mansion is the imperial cook, so there is no reason why there are no pastries in the palace.

"Your Majesty..." Zuoqiu Ju dared to come over panting from behind. Although he was looking at Emperor Tianqin, he was speaking to Wu Zhu, "Master Cui has something to ask the slave to tell Miss Wu Zhu."

Apart from her uncle, the only one who can be called Master Cui in Zuoqiuju is the eldest cousin.

Whether it is the former or the latter, it is a terrible thing for her.

So Wu Zhu instantly forgot the strangeness of Emperor Tianqin's painstaking efforts to deliver pastries here, and after hearing Emperor Tianqin's answer, he hurried out with Zuoqiu together.

There was no one around, it was very quiet, so quiet that he could clearly hear the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the wind, so quiet that he could even hear the sound of water coming from the window from time to time.

The weather is already a little cold now, so the earth dragon has been burned underground, and the house is warm and warm.

From the slightly open window, he saw water vapor rushing out of the gap, carrying the clear fragrance of plum blossoms.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace, but his hands and feet were extremely light. When he put his hand on the door and opened it, he didn't make any movement.

(End of this chapter)