Zhou Mohuai was not a person in the court, and was even classified as her "harem", and had no right to interfere in politics, but Wen Wenlan nodded slightly to surprise him.

He sorted out his thoughts and said slowly.

"Since they are going to enter through four different gates, why can't they find a way to get in through the same gate? This is your capital, and there are some things that only you can control."

The court is like a battlefield. Sometimes the enemy will attack from all directions. If you can't resist, you have to find a way to get them to come from what you want.

The reality of power strategy must be lingered in my mind all the time.

You have to let the other walks on the path you want them to walk.

"Your Majesty, letter paper." Buyu Qian stepped forward and looked at Zhou Mohuai, handing over a small and thin piece of bamboo.

Wen Wenlan slowly opened her eyes, and a beam of light seemed to flash in her deep and indifferent eyes. Her eyes moved slightly, and her body turned towards Wushen with the rotation of her eyes, and took the bamboo piece.

The bamboo slices were very thin and there was no special thing. Wen Wenlan held it between his hands and broke it hard. The bamboo surface was shattered with a "splash" sound, and the broken bamboo slices were divided into two pieces along the gap. A neatly folded crisp piece of paper was sandwiched in the gap between them.

Wen Wenlan took out the paper and looked at it, and breathed a deep breath.

The imperial teacher Wang Jue will enter the capital with the Prince of Dongyue.

The imperial teacher of the Southern Dynasty did not reveal his whereabouts to the emperor, but instead went to the capital with the envoys who came to worship. His intentions were unpredictable.

If Wang Jue and Wen Wenlan have a good relationship, just like Hao Qiupu and Wen Wenlan, then this little thing is naturally not worthy of topic. However, Wang Jue has never agreed with Wen Wenlan's views. There are frictions and disagreements, not the resentment in the playbook, but the real rift between them and teachers and students.

Not to mention that Wen Wenlan is still investigating whether Wang Jue belongs to the Regent faction.

"You send someone to give Wang Jue a dream. The father told him that the envoy of the East Vietnamese must enter the capital from Dongchaohaimen, otherwise he will be a sinner for eternity." Wen Wenlan slowly explained word by word, his voice was extremely dull, as if he was walking beside the water yard in winter, and the whirring cold air could not stop pouring into his heart from the soles of his feet.

Some people can’t understand what others say, so they can only go to the Yin.

Wen Wenlan lowered his eyes and silently recited in his heart, "Father, I offended you."

"Also, the high priest of Tianjiansi entered the palace." Wen Wenlan slowly raised his eyes and looked at the window in front of him, as if he could look out into the late night outside through the closed window.

Endless darkness gradually spread out from Wen Wenlan's eyes.

The next afternoon, the saying that Beiyuan Road Sect was not a noble person who could leave it gradually spread in the capital. Although it can be seen that the court was suppressing this momentum, there were always some things that people wanted to know, but they only talked about it at a time, covering up and slandering people.

According to people familiar with the matter in the palace, the high priest of Tianjiansi watched the star signs at night and divined the fortunes overnight. He found that this year the Beiyuan Road Gate was suppressed by dark clouds. Any noble person who passed through this gate would more or less have an impact. Officials had poor official fortunes and poor academic fortunes. The blessings of Beiyuan Road Gate suppressed by dark clouds all ran to Dongchaohaimen, with water surging and wealth, and purple energy came from the east.

He said that he corresponded to the people with official titles in the capital and was useless to ordinary people. For a moment, more officials entered and left Dongchaohaimen suddenly. However, the Beiyuan Road Sect had no sedan chairs to drive the road, which seemed much empty.

I don’t know who was helping the fire, but the result of Tianjiansi’s secret divination was spread to the Northern Dynasties, Dongyue, Ninggui, Nanyue and other countries. The secret news in the palace spread like wildfire.

"Ignorance!" The day before the envoys of the four countries arrived in Beijing, a cold sarcasm came from the Regent's Mansion.

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