Wishful Things

King Yan nodded in agreement, "That's right."

The mastermind behind Sun Taifei's poisoning of his mother was the king of Xiang. With the emperor controlling the direction of the whole matter, he was destined to not get any key evidence.

But as long as it can be proved that the king of Xiang is in collusion with the enemy, the emperor will never be able to cover up for the king of Xiang, and the answer to the former will surface.

The father and son discussed the details of how to arrange the manpower next, and how to disclose if the evidence was obtained, and how to deal with it if the evidence was not obtained.

Xu Mingyi listened to these words quietly, and looked at the father and son in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.

In the last life, Dongwu colluded with the King of Hunan and took advantage of the chaos to invade the border of Daqing from Dianzhou, and the war did not subside for a long time.

In her dream, after Wu Chao ascended the throne, he fought all day long, maybe it was also related to these hidden dangers planted early?

In the last generation, King Xiang colluded with the enemy, which made the situation even more chaotic and dispersed the court's troops. This may indeed have brought some benefits to King Yan who raised his troops-but today's benefits may also become future disasters.

The more chaotic the current situation, the more riddled Daqing is, especially with the invasion of foreign enemies, the more thorny problems the new ruler will have to deal with in the future.

But these are all one-sided truths she summed up based on the results of her previous life——

At this moment, King Yan and Wu Chao in front of her did not know what the final result would be.

In fact, only after winning can the victor focus on weighing the pros and cons. Winning is the prerequisite for everything——

But Wu Chao and King Yan were more concerned at this time, still thinking about the stability of Daqing and the innocent people.

Before an unknown outcome, it is undoubtedly respectable to make such a choice without hesitation.

After everything was roughly agreed upon, Yan Wang raised his eyes to look at the bright moon with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a cheerful tone: "The moonlight is quite good tonight."

Under the moonlight, the untended weeds and wild flowers in the garden are extraordinarily fresh and vigorous in his eyes at this time.

He hadn't seen such a sight for a long time.

In other words, it has been a long time since I have had such a vivid state of mind.

Yan Wang smiled and looked at the pair of teenagers and girls in front of him.

The Wu family raised a good son for him, and Duke Zhen raised a good daughter-in-law for him.

He is simply sitting back and enjoying what he gets.

So, God treats him well!

Wu Chao also looked up at the night sky, and when he looked back, he paused for a moment on the girl beside him, and said, "That's true."

When Zhaozhao is around, the moonlight is always wonderful.

Putting the young man's eyes into his eyes, King Yan suddenly felt that the moonlight was as beautiful as it was beautiful, but at this moment there was only one flaw in it - it seemed that he shouldn't be an eyesore here.

His Royal Highness Yan Wang suddenly felt that he was really redundant, stood up, and said to his son: "Let's make a rough decision first, let's go back one after the other, so as not to attract people's attention."

Wu Chao nodded without comment.

Then he can sit here with Zhao Zhao for a while longer.

However, in the next moment, the girl beside him also stood up.

Wu Chao couldn't help looking at her.

On the contrary, the girl looked at him who was sitting motionless with some puzzlement, and kindly reminded: "Go out first and then separate and leave one by one, otherwise you will be panicking sitting alone in this courtyard?"

Wu Chao was silent: ... because he originally thought that there should be two people sitting here.

But seeing that she was leaving, he had no choice but to get up.

King Yan glanced at it quietly, and couldn't help feeling that his son was a little miserable.

Seeing that Tianmu fell asleep at some point, Xu Ming wanted to bend over and pick up the bird.

As if Wu Chao had anticipated her movements, he picked up the big bird one step ahead of her. He was going to pick it up, but when he sensed the girl's gaze, the boy silently moved the hand holding the bird's wings to the round and warm belly of the big bird, lifted the bird, and hugged it in his arms.

It's really weird, if you have to hug him, let him come.

His Royal Highness King Yan, who was secretly watching this scene, withdrew his gaze calmly and walked forward calmly, but a picture was present in his mind - he probably knew who would be holding the child at home in the future.

...

Early the next morning, everyone left the Lingshan Palace together with Shengjia, and rushed back towards the capital.

The way back to the city was the same as when we came here, and the post house where we stopped for a rest was the same, but the atmosphere among the people was not at all as relaxed as when we came here, and was replaced by a strange heaviness and tension.

The truth of Concubine Sun's attempt to poison the Empress Dowager has not been ascertained, and the officials have their own thoughts about it—some of them are not only concerned about the truth of the matter, but also the many bad effects that will be brought about in the future.

The princes hadn't returned to Beijing to worship their ancestors for more than ten years. It was a very difficult sacrifice, but such a terrible thing happened...

Let’s not talk about other influences, just say that Zi Xingjiao is applauding at the moment, rolling up his sleeves all night and writing nursery rhymes—does he have no inspiration for such fresh materials? I'm afraid I have already set a small goal, and I will write a hundred songs first!

Therefore, in the first early dynasty after returning to Beijing, after the next court, Zhang Yu, the minister of the Ministry of Rites who proposed this ancestor worship, was surrounded by several old civil servants and Ming censors.

——Why do you have to propose offering sacrifices to ancestors?

——How did you pick the day?

——How could Prince Jing fall down in front of the altar?

——It's all right now!

In the face of repeated questions from several seniors, Zhang Shangshu felt aggrieved, and was about to say, "Why don't you say that the emperor himself offended the heavens by not doing human affairs?"

He didn't dare to say this, but Ming Yushi, who has always been known for his iron head, was a little eager to try.

"This matter has been widely circulated among the people, and many theories emerge one after another... If this continues, the hearts of the people may be in jeopardy, not to mention the recent large and small natural disasters and riots, the people have already talked about it." Ming Yushi sternly suggested: "Theoretically, His Majesty should write an edict of guilt, and think about it for a while, so as to stabilize the hearts of the people."

When several civil servants heard that you looked at me and I looked at you, they all just sighed.

There seemed to be four words in this sigh—come on.

Today, the emperor was only halfway through the morning court, and the emperor couldn't hold it anymore. Seeing that the temple was about to rub a hole, let alone the proposal of this sinful edict, would the emperor be angry on the spot, just say one thing--the emperor Ruosi has passed, who do you want to deal with these hot and urgent political affairs? Are they old bones or Xia Tingzhen, a treacherous bastard who only takes the opportunity to control the government?

And when you issued an edict of sin, Ren Zixing taught tens of hundreds of works waiting to be drilled into the ears of the common people. In terms of coverage in the streets and alleys, teahouses and wine shops, who can beat it?

It's no wonder that people's hearts can be stabilized!

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