Jiang Yang Yan Qin made a mess, Wei Xian still couldn't cover it in the end, he didn't think about trying to settle it before the matter reached the palace. However, the Miao people were not like the Han people who were bandits, and even the state officials did not dare to act rashly.

The secretary of the military department is a person promoted by Wei Xian, and it stands to reason that as long as he gives an order, the imperial court will immediately send troops to level the mountain Miao Village. However, after experiencing the entry of the Mongols, Chitose avoided the army. Moreover, the unauthorized use of the imperial army should be regarded as overstepping the imperial power, even if Kang Jia connived at the misdeeds of his relatives and ministers, he would definitely not sit idly by and watch the behavior comparable to the nature of seeking power and usurping the throne.

In addition, I thought that Huaizuozhuang, who was in charge of the Jiangyang area, would always look at his own weight to help settle the dilemma. Unexpectedly, the people sent to eat for two days were closed, and finally they were sent back with some silk.

The old fox now understands that the Su family is the driving force behind the strike, and he can't figure out how Huaizuo Zhuang can run into the camp of Wei for no reason.

As the days passed, the Miao people in Yanqin Mansion became more and more rampant, and some people even inquired that the local squires secretly funded them to make iron tools. In Jiangyang, there was a strange phenomenon of people abandoning their homes and fleeing for no reason, and many people began to rob their homes because of lack of food.

Outside the capital, thanks to the dedication of Commander Hu, all the sects that came to crusade against the traitors were blocked out of the city gate, and the official roads were blocked. The most excessive thing is that the people and horses from all walks of life who stay under the city tower are unwilling to settle down, relying on their own internal qi to shout and scold day and night, and the officers and soldiers will immediately step on the leaves and ride the wind away.

When the matter came to this, the emperor could hear the wind as long as he was not deaf.

Zhu Yezhao didn't like to be taken for a fool, he sat on the dragon chair and looked down at the courtiers kneeling at his feet and said lazily: "I heard that there have been a lot of commotions outside the capital recently, what's going on?" ”

"Back to the emperor, it is mainly because some lonely Yexiao who claim to be heroes do not know the king's law. Shi Daoping, the imperial historian who patrolled the city, took a step forward and replied with sincere fear, "When Weichen brings some defenders to kill a hundred soldiers, it will stop, and it is not a problem for the time being." ”

"Oh, what are those people doing when they usually set up their own doors and run outside the capital for no reason?" The emperor's face changed imperceptibly behind the beaded curtain of the crown.

"Minister... Ignorance. Yushi replied stiffly.

"I don't know, then someone should know about the affairs of Yanqin Mansion and Jiangyang, right?"

The ministers all lowered their heads, unwilling to meet the gaze cast on the alloy staircase.

"No one knows about the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty!" As the tone of the high place increased, the hundred officials who couldn't hang their heads couldn't wait to shrink their bodies and hide in the crowd.

Kang Jia looked around at his courtiers who responded to him with silence, and the gold belt tied around his waist could not restrain the ups and downs of his belly. Zhu Yezhao was really annoyed, he felt that the Heavenly Spirit Cover was about to explode, and he exhaled extremely quickly and burned his nose: "Hahaha, you are really my beloved ministers." Shi Daoping, I will ask you again, what is the situation of gathering people outside the capital to make trouble!"

The thunderous rebuke caused the figures below to receive an electric shock and fall to their knees with a pop. Shi Daoping's forehead was flushed, the wings of the black gauze hat on his head were skewed by the shock of his head, and he pursed his pale lips and kept begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, the minister doesn't know! The minister really doesn't know!"

Seeing that he was like this, the emperor was reluctant to speak, so he lifted his dragon robe and walked down the steps and kicked over the stone Daoping, and said angrily: "Miao Chao stopped business, and even the palace maids in the palace were discussing in private. Such a major matter related to the society has to wait until the Empress Dowager Xuanzhen is informed, how long will you hide it!"

Kang Jia's sudden loss of control was unexpected even by the personal deputy chief manager, and everyone was shocked by this scene and said straight to the ground: "Your Majesty is angry. And the city patrol who was kicked over couldn't care about the unstoppable nosebleed, straightened his official hat and climbed to the emperor's heels and knelt down.

The courtiers all held their breath, afraid that any slight movement would provoke the emperor's imminent temper. Just at this moment, a melodious long call came from outside the Jinxiao Palace: "General Weijin, the Marquis of Zhenyuan requests to be seen." ”

The Son of Heaven didn't know what Liu Jizong was doing when he entered the palace at this moment, he ignored the frightened Shi Daoping under his feet, and the dragon robe swept back to the throne calmly, and changed his hideous and hateful face and said calmly: "Xuan!"

The early morning in Wuhou's Mansion has always been quiet, even if the rustle of the wind caress the forest garden, it will make people want to sleep again, and the fresh sunlight is like a creeper gradually climbing from the steps to the windowsill of the study.

A shadow slowly rose above the porter, and the visitor moved to the door, listening to the movement with a pretty face against the paste. She stretched out her little finger like a carved white jade, and when she was about to touch the door, she seemed to feel the sawdust that pierced the flesh, and immediately retracted it.

Xiao Yixin faded away from the gorgeous clothes she likes to wear on ordinary days, and a plain dress can't hide the aura of spring and green, even if her cheeks are a little haggard and her chin is pointed, it still doesn't reduce her drunken wine fairy face.

Recalling the day Hou Ye divorced his wife, the woman's delicate heart still couldn't help beating twice, although she was secretly glad that she was smart, but her delicate face was still accidentally dyed with a few peach blossoms: "The concubine married into the Hou Mansion, she was born as Hou Ye's person, and died as Hou Ye's ghost." In the past, no matter who asked the concubine to do something, Yi Xin had already regarded herself as a dead person, and she had never had any nostalgia. ”

Alas, poor Wei Xian underestimated the woman's outward thoughts, and the chess pieces that she had planted smugly at the beginning are now single-mindedly pounced on her companion husband. Any high-level power struggle is misty and cloudy, only the Hou Ye who has hurt her to the heart for many years is real.

She wants to hold on to happiness, so she doesn't want Wei Xian to win.

After a long struggle, the beautiful woman mustered up the courage to knock on the door. It's just that when the hand just touches the board, the door creaks and leaks through the gap.

Xiao Yixin was surprised: Liu Jizong often stayed up all night in the study, and he didn't like outsiders to disturb him at will, although it has improved in recent years, but he is not so unfamiliar that he doesn't even lock the door.

She curiously pushed open the door, entered the room with lotus feet, and saw a place of black and white paper scattered all over the place, she carefully twisted one sheet, only to see the word "sheng" written on it, and the indescribable bitterness of that moment suddenly came up. Then, as I looked through the window and crossed the bamboo forest, the indescribable sadness and helplessness in my chest was like ripples in the pool of dead leaves, gradually amplifying and reverberating.

Every time she picked up a piece of waste paper on the ground, she felt more bitter in her heart, because she saw through Liu Jizong's worries and pain.

When Beauty slowly finished cleaning up the straw paper scattered on the ground, and finally arranged it into a pile to put on the desk, she suddenly saw a thin sheet of paper on the table.

At that moment, the paper that had been folded in his arms was scattered all over the ground - the yellow paper ink spots on the table were faint, and a big word flew in the center: Loyalty!

The winter wind blew through the window and door, like an iron horse, and the lady could not help shedding tears, but with a satisfied smile on her face, she caressed her belly lovingly, and said softly to herself:

"Son, your father, he's a hero. ”