After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Notices were posted like a stream of water and delivered to various places by fast horses.

For several days in a row, Xiao Yi never appeared in the court, and the papers sent to the imperial study were never reviewed. The officials wanted to give advice in person, but they were all stopped by the guards.

For a time, the government and the public were in panic.

The courtiers gathered together at the Jinluan Hall, and discussions broke out:

"I heard that something happened to Nan Baoyi, and his life and death are still unknown!"

"Then there is something wrong with the notice, Queen? Who is the Queen? How did Nan Baoyi get the face to be called Queen? Even if she wants to be named Queen, she must follow the rules of our ancestors and complete the canonization ceremony in one step before she can be called Queen. No? This notice is so outrageous, who wrote it?!"

"That's right! But the emperor has his own way, and we can't stop him at all!"

"How can things go well if this continues? The foundation of our ancestors will be destroyed! Poor Emperor Yongwu for the country he built after ten years of fighting!"

"Heaven wants to destroy me, Yong!"

"..."

Amid the heated discussion, the Pei family, Zhou family, and Shen family looked at each other.

They are an aristocratic family that stands on the side of the emperor, and they are willing to accept Nan Baoyi as his queen. But now the situation is really difficult. If the emperor doesn't see the ministers and ignores the government affairs, will the world be in chaos?

In the heart of the emperor, does he still have a country?

The eldest son of the Pei family said in a low voice: "We still don't know that the world will be in chaos, but this palace has already been in chaos in advance."

Nan Chengli is now a Zhongguan, and he also comes to Jinluan Hall to attend court.

He looked around. The palace was noisy and noisy like a vegetable market. The officials were either staying or leaving. They were just sitting on the floor eating, drinking and gossiping. It was nothing but chaos.

He looked away, remembering that his little sister was still unconscious.

The third uncle and the others once wanted to visit the palace, but the emperor did not allow anyone to see the little sister. They were persuaded to go back before even entering the palace. Now Nan Mansion is also in a mess.

He clenched his fists, worry filling the corners of his brows and eyes.

Not long after, doctors and alchemists from all over the city began to appear in Chang'an.

The reward Xiao Yi offered was too tempting.

It's so tempting that even a barefoot doctor with some knowledge of medical skills wants to try his luck.

These doctors and alchemists claimed to be masters of rejuvenation and gathered in groups to eat, drink and have fun in the palace. It was not until Xiao Yi killed four barefoot doctors who were tricking and practicing medicine indiscriminately that the situation eased slightly.

The situation in Tai Hospital is also very bad.

It has been half a month since Nan Baoyi's accident.

The imperial doctors looked gloomy and were worried all day long, fearing that they would lose their jobs.

Jiang Suihan and Poinsettia sat under the eaves drinking tea.

"Oops..." Poinsettia sighed and patted Jiang Suihan on the shoulder, "Little friend Suihan, what evil do you think I have done? Why did I accept an infatuated person as my disciple? I actually put my master under house arrest in Taiyuan Hospital. Isn’t it disobedient to not let him out if he doesn’t want to come up with a solution?! Does he know that this is going to cause lightning to strike from the sky?!”

Jiang Suihan was also aggrieved.

The twin poisons were caused by the poinsettia, and the living dead were also caused by the poinsettia.

This matter has nothing to do with him from beginning to end.

As a result, he was also placed under house arrest in Tai Hospital.

He wants to go back to Jinling to travel, he wants to thank Alou, and he wants to be a normal brother of the Xiao family!

Jiang Suihan flipped through two pages of the medical book. When he remembered something, he poked Poinsettia with his elbow and lowered his voice: "National Master, do you have any way to help Nan Xiaowu? You are her senior brother, so you have to care about my junior sister, right?"

He always felt that there was a mystery in the poinsettia.

Nan Xiaowu was so injured that he could make her pregnant. How difficult was it for him to wake up a living dead?

Poinsettia glanced at Jiang Suihan.

He shook the fly whisk and said: "It's not that there is no way, but this method is a bit risky. My disciple will never agree to it. It's useless to say it. He might even get scolded, so it's better not to say it. "

He actually has a way!

Jiang Suihan was stunned and quickly asked: "What exactly is the method?"

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When the two were discussing a solution, they were in the Imperial Academy.

Ah Ruo was biting the brush stick absentmindedly, all he could think about was his mother-in-law. The master knocked on his small desk with a ruler to bring him back to his senses.

The Master held "The Analects of Confucius" in his hand and asked seriously: "Your Highness, where did the old minister just talk?"

The children in the school turned around and looked at A Ruian.

Ah Ruan couldn't answer. He clutched the book tightly and his face turned red.

Pei Chuchu, who was kneeling beside him, lowered his head and reminded in a low voice: "'Those who know are not as good as those who are good, and those who are good are not as good as those who are happy'..."

Even the children knew that something had happened to A Ruian's mother. They sympathized with A Ruian and could understand that he was dazed in class. It was just a trivial matter and he turned a blind eye to it. However, the little boy next to him started to complain: "Mr. , Pei Chuchu deliberately reminded him! We just learned how to work together yesterday, and they are working together today. Please punish them by slapping their palms and not eating! "

Ah Ruo glared at him fiercely: "You are the only one who knows how to file a complaint!"

"You stared at me..." The little boy cried loudly, "My father and mother didn't dare to stare at me, but you stared at me... Your mother was dying and you were not happy, so you deliberately stared at me... "

My mother is dying...

Just five words, A Ruian's eyes turned red instantly.

He clenched his little fist and hit the little boy without hesitation!

Pei Chuchu was so shocked that his apricot eyes widened!

There was no time to break up the fight, but good friends from both sides had already swarmed in, each in his own way. Suddenly, the children in the school were fighting together, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were flying everywhere, and the scene was very chaotic!

The old master was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and hit the desk hard with a ruler. However, he was a pampered child in the family, and no one wanted to pay attention to him.

After a fight, everyone was dressed in red and colorful, and the school was filled with crying.

A Ruian didn't cry.

His bun was messy, there was a scar at the corner of his mouth, and his left eye was bruised and swollen.

He sniffed, lowered his head and quickly packed up the small rattan bookcase, picked up the small bookcase without saying a word, ignored others and Pei Chuchu, and walked away without looking back.

In a few days it will be New Year's Eve.

But this year the palace was deserted, and there was no popularity anywhere.

Only fallen leaves and snow covered the ground, stretching towards Changle Palace.

Ah Ruo stomped on the snow and ran all the way back to Changle Palace.

The palace where the emperor lived was supposed to be dignified, majestic and resplendent, but as far as the eye could see, there was no whereabouts of the palace residents. The verandahs and gardens were covered with white snow, the ice ridges hanging from the eaves were two feet long, and the dead lotuses in the water tank were also dry. No one takes care of it.

The little guy ran so fast that he fell hard in the snow, but he didn't bother to brush the snowflakes off his knees. He got up without blinking and continued running to the bedroom.

Finally running outside the palace, he raised his little head.

The palace door was closed tightly, and the palace lanterns hanging under the eaves had accumulated a lot of dust.

It was quiet inside, with no sound at all, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

His clear red phoenix eyes were instantly filled with tears. He whimpered like a little animal and softly called "Aniang".

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