Beijing. Meridian Palace. The sun was shining brightly, and through the swaying willow branches, it cast dappled, swaying rays of light on the ground. The occasional chirping of cicadas heralds the arrival of midsummer. In the warm sunshine, Sirou felt as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave. "Nine: Li Qingcha is dead." "Nine: Looks like he's dead." These two sentences have been bothering her for the whole day. All the maids in Ziwu Palace scattered around, trying to get as much information as possible. The imperial palace, as the distribution center for all the news in this world, had somehow lost its original function. Bozhou seemed to be shrouded in fog, with no light being able to penetrate.
Sirou's heart gradually sank. Because Luo Weiyang didn't reply to her message, No news means bad news, which means what No. 9 said might be true. The princess sighed slowly. The maid next to her whispered, "Your Highness, please eat something." Sirou was stunned. "Why are you here?" "Ah? I...I am here to serve your Highness breakfast." "There is no need to leave anyone in the palace. You go and get the news. Whether it's news from the Imperial Observatory, or news from the south, or if an important official of the court suddenly enters the palace, you must inform me immediately!" Sirou had no idea how many times she had repeated this sentence. The maid sighed. The princess is in this state, something bad will happen sooner or later. This morning, Yongjia came over to have breakfast with the princess. The princess only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge. How could her body hold on? If the princess can't stand it, these servants will probably be sent to the cold palace to serve those half-crazy and half-stupid old women who are sad every day. "Your Highness, you still..." Before she finished speaking, Sirou looked up at the palace maid. Her eyes were lifeless, like a dead silence. The palace maid didn't dare to speak for a moment. Fortunately, the sudden sound of footsteps outside saved her.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Another palace maid came in. There is news! Sirou stood up suddenly. "how?" "Reply... ahem... reply to your Highness. Huh... huh... today's court session is over. All the ministers have walked to Chengtian Gate and are preparing to return to their respective offices. Suddenly, His Majesty issued an urgent decree asking several people to return to the small court session." "Emergencies?" "Correct." Sirou couldn't help but frown. Her intuition told her that the news from Bozhou had reached Beijing. Moreover, the emperor was obviously caught off guard. The best proof of this was that he asked the ministers to return instead of waiting in the Golden Palace. Based on this inference, there is only one possibility—— The supervisor secretly intercepted the news that was supposed to enter the palace. The emperor did not have a channel like a chat group, so naturally he would not know whether the supervisor had done anything tricky. But Sirou knew clearly, Her eyes flickered. "Come and help me fix my hair." The maid was stunned. "Your Highness, that was a small court meeting." "If it's about Bozhou, my father will definitely let me get involved, because my seventh brother and... that's all, you guys should act faster." "..." Of course the maid had no idea what Sirou wanted to say. They brought a dressing mirror and helped Sirou make the simplest double bun. Sirou hurried to the Qianqing Palace. Before she arrived, she saw Chu Zhongtian and a group of adults walking slowly, as if they were going to crawl to the Qianqing Palace. The eunuch who led them turned pale with anger. Sirou also slowed down her pace and followed quietly behind. Occasionally, a few whispers came,
"Is this true?" "The information leaked from there is completely up to us to figure out..." "But Your Majesty..." "The situation is still unclear... put an end to the coffin... arrange some things..." …… Although Sirou tried her best to eavesdrop, she could only hear these fragmented snippets and could not piece together a complete sentence. Any rash guesses would only fail to convey the meaning. At this moment, a minister noticed her and coughed softly. Suddenly, several eyes fell over. Sirou was not at all flustered and headed straight towards the Qianqing Palace under their gazes. The eunuch standing in front of the palace was stunned for two seconds, and cast a questioning look at Sirou. When Sirou nodded affirmatively, he pinched his throat and sang: "Princess Sirou requests an audience." Sirou's visit was obviously beyond the emperor's expectations. After a few seconds, "Xuan." A majestic voice came from the hall. Call ~ The first level has been passed. Si Rou couldn't help but let out a long sigh, climbed the stairs, carefully stepped over the threshold, and turned into the east warm room of the Qianqing Palace. Summer is here, and the layout of the warm room has changed. The emperor covered the chair with a luxurious, milky white ivory mat, which cost a huge amount of money. He glanced at Sirou. "The maids in Ziwu Palace have been very active recently." It was impossible to hide this matter from the emperor. Sirou had already prepared a plan to deal with it. She nodded calmly. "Weiyang hasn't sent any news for a long time, and my daughter is a little worried." "She's missing." "What!?" "But you can rest assured. The Supervisor said that Luo Weiyang has all the blessings, wealth and longevity, and any disaster can be turned into a blessing. He clearly told me that Luo Weiyang has no..." Before he finished speaking, the eunuch suddenly heard the voice of the ministers arriving.
Sirou stood up immediately. "My daughter will avoid it now." The emperor waved his hand. "No need. What we are going to discuss today is the affairs of Bozhou. At that time, I sent the seventh brother to Bozhou because you mentioned the situation there." "Weiyang is missing. Is this bad news?" "good news." The emperor did not explain further and summoned the ministers outside to enter the palace. Not long after, more than a dozen people entered the warm room. They were not surprised to see Sirou. They were almost used to Sirou appearing in such situations. The emperor pondered. "Have you heard about it?" This is obviously a test. Several ministers looked at each other in confusion. snort! I just know that I can't see anything from these actors. The emperor said: "Just now, news came from the Imperial Observatory that the Gushe smuggling group has been wiped out. More than 700 people who resisted stubbornly were all killed, and another 400 were taken prisoner. The specific battle report..." He nodded to the eunuch beside him. The latter understood, took out a piece of paper filled with writing, and read it aloud. That's a long list. Thirty-four artillery pieces, One hundred and seventy-one short guns, There are countless weapons such as swords and guns. Gold and silver are not counted, …… After a long two and a half minutes, the eunuch finally finished reading the list. All the ministers listened quietly. The emperor frowned, If it were a normal situation, after such a great victory, these elite guys would have started exchanging glances a long time ago. Why are they so calm now?
He asked, "Don't you have anything to say?" Everyone immediately looked at Chu Zhongtian. Chu Zhongtian is the leader of the civilian officials, so he has to express his stance first at this time. He cleared his throat, "Your Majesty, although the incident happened in Bozhou and the opponent was not a demon tribe, this great victory has never happened in more than ten years. You have a keen eye for people and a wise judgment. The Seventh Prince is really the best person to handle this matter." A flattery was skillfully given, Although the Seventh Prince is very capable, the Emperor’s vision is still more powerful.