Su Yuze looked at the riding crop in Rong Xuan's hand timidly and stepped back obediently. This was not the first time he had been whipped, but every time he was whipped, he felt secretly unhappy in his heart.

Where did that prince, who was so handsome and murmuring with a faint smile, go?

…

The news that Ning Ke broke into six palace gates reached Zhongcui Palace faster than Ning Ke.

Emperor Zhaohe put down the memorial in his hand and stood under the window with his hands behind his hands. Today he felt that the milo incense was too incense, so he asked someone to replace the milo incense in the incense burner with the elegant jasmine. After a long time, he finally thought it was right.

"Lord Ning and Lin Jiang are both talented people from the south of the Yangtze River, famous people in the world... It's a pity."

Wei Chi bowed and stood behind Emperor Zhaohe and remained silent for a long time.

Ning Ke lingered outside Zhongcui Hall for a long time, and then walked into Zhongcui Hall after calming down.

"emperor."

Emperor Zhaohe accepted the courtesy calmly, then waved his hand to Wei Chi to help Ning Ke up, and asked Ning Ke to sit next to him as usual. Wei Chi brought two cups of tea, bowed and quietly left.

"Master Ning, it is all thanks to Master Ning that Shanghai and Jiangnan have begun to grow in size."

Emperor Zhaohe folded his sleeves and gave Ning Ke a cup of tea. Ning Ke thanked him and took the tea in his palm, but he was not in a hurry to drink it. He just rubbed the cup. Even though Emperor Zhaohe was so kind, his eyes were filled with emotion.

Sorry.

"It's all thanks to the emperor's good administration, and the world will be clear and bright."

Ning Ke's stiff answer obviously had no intention of doing so. However, Emperor Zhaohe was not in a hurry to bring up the topic and continued to say, "Sun Yiyun has done many evil things and killed chickens to show the monkeys. Sir Ning, this will be of great benefit to our Northern Zhou administration."

Deep meaning."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the promotion."

No matter how much Emperor Zhaohe teased or whetted Ning Ke's appetite, Ning Ke always looked lukewarm and her answers were flawless, just like her perfect manly makeup. However, for some reason, Emperor Zhaohe felt that

Can't arouse interest.

The two of them chatted a lot, but Ning Ke couldn't hold it back, "Your Majesty, Lin..."

Emperor Zhaohe smiled enthusiastically and said, "In the past, the fragrance of milo was too strong. Today I changed it to jasmine. I didn't expect it to be so elegant. It can be seen that governing a country is like incense. If it has been weak for a long time, it should be strengthened. If it is

It is not a good thing to be too tough. Isn’t this the truth behind the saying that what goes up will inevitably come down?”

Ning Ke lowered his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.

What goes up must come down. Your Majesty, are you saying that it is a great honor that your father Lin Jiang has been facing crime for a long time but has never been convicted?

Or... this chaotic scene where you just finished singing and I came on the stage, is it just fate and fate that this is how it should be? Dad has worked hard all his life, but it is just a string that has been stretched to the extreme. Sooner or later, it will break one day?

Ning Ke's fingertips trembled for a moment, not escaping Emperor Zhaohe's sassy eyes.

But the smile was still shallow, "The ancients also used the metaphor of cooking fresh food when governing a country. If the fire is too strong, the fresh food will be burnt, and if the fire is too low, the fresh food will be undercooked. No matter what, propriety is the most important thing."

"This is what the emperor taught you."

Ning Ke turned the tea cup in a circle and unconsciously stared at the glaze on the cup. She couldn't help but think of the time in the Lin Mansion, when she was not Ning Ke, and her father loved to collect the tea sets and tea sets.

There were all kinds of lifelike patterns on it, and Ning Ke, who had been tempted, also lingered in the tea set all night long, marveling at the craftsman's ingenuity.

Thinking this way, my nose felt sore.

But then he realized that he was in the Zhongcui Hall, so he raised his head and tugged at the corners of his mouth, turning his head to look out the window as if to hide it, "Your Majesty, I just don't understand. Lin Jiang has worked hard all his life to govern and benefit the people. What crime is there to throw it away in this place?"

Burials are not allowed in mass graves? As far as I know, the underground palace was originally built by Sun Kang and has nothing to do with Mr. Lin."

Emperor Zhaohe did not interrupt Ning Ke when he spoke this time. Ning Ke finished speaking in one breath, but felt a little lacking in confidence. He glanced at Emperor Zhaohe in panic and lowered his eyes again.

Emperor Showa's temperament changed drastically after his illness. Sometimes he was cold and sometimes kind. It was hard to guarantee that he would not be angry after hearing her say these heart-wrenching words.

However, Emperor Zhaohe only glanced at Ning Ke back and forth with inquiring eyes, without saying anything else. Ning Ke felt increasingly embarrassed and could only stare at the teacup and managed a smile.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the colorful scene outside the window, and his heart suddenly twitched again.

Counting down in detail, during my father's life as an official, Jiangnan Weaving was the most labor-intensive official position in my father's life. However, it was this official position that put my father in a dungeon. After finally getting out of the dungeon, he could not wait to enjoy this blossoming business for a few days.

Soon, his life was taken away by the ruthless emperor again.

His fingertips were trembling slightly, but he could only suppress his desire to overturn the table and scold Emperor Showa.

He couldn't help but think of the soft sword on his waist. When entering the Zhongcui Palace, the maids very wisely searched Ning Ke's body for anything that could be used as a weapon. If not... Ning Ke sneered, and there was no guarantee that he would not be able to use it as a weapon.

He would pull out the software on the spot and hack the Showa Emperor to death.

Thinking like this, I always felt a little wet in the corners of my eyes. I hurriedly raised my head and swallowed back the tears that were about to flow out by admiring the furnishings on the wooden shelves.

This revenge must always be avenged.

"Ning Ke..." Emperor Zhaohe sighed, and to show his kindness, he began to call Ning Ke by his first name, "The great cause of imperial power does not allow people to be soft-hearted."

"It is said that Lin Jiang is a rare honest official, but if he was an honest official, how could several factions in the court jointly want to get rid of Lin Jiang? If he was really upright, he would naturally not be afraid of these rumors, and why did he kill the traitor in the Prince's Palace?

At the time of Rong Jin, he let the traitor go without permission and allowed the traitor Rong Jin to take root in the south of the Yangtze River and go to Shanghai to rebel again?"

"Anyone who has experienced war does not want to provoke a war, because the cost is too high." Emperor Zhaohe said the emotional part, his voice was a little choked, "My thousands of miles of land are shouldered by civil servants and military generals. With him,

A Lin Jiang cannot!"

"Ning Ke, I know that you and Lin Jiang are on good terms, not to mention that they are both from Jiangnan, so it doesn't hurt to get closer in private." Emperor Zhaohe said his heartfelt words. At the end of the sentence, he lowered his voice even more, trying to make Ning Ke listen.

He understood his unspeakable secret, "It's just that Lin Jiang has an arrogant temperament, and few officials in the court can be friends with him. If there is a dispute because of this... which is more serious, Ning Ke, you need to see more clearly."

The lingering sound ended with a long sigh. Ning Ke thought about Emperor Zhaohe's heartfelt words in his heart, but his heart became more and more uncomfortable, so he did not make any statement and just remained silent for a long time.

Emperor Zhaohe put on the air of someone who had come before, lowered his voice and whispered, "Ning Ke, Feng Haoxuan has been sorted out in the palace. You will live in Feng Haoxuan first. Wei Chi will be responsible for all affairs.

No matter what, just go find Wei Chi." Then, before Ning Ke could express his position, he stood up and shouted, "Wei Chi."

There was a rustling sound outside the curtain, and it could be heard that Wei Chi was walking quickly. Then the curtain moved, and Wei Chi stood respectfully, bowed and said, "I'm here, I wonder what the emperor's orders are?"

Emperor Zhaohe said with a hint of weariness, "Take the Prime Minister to Fenghaoxuan."

"This slave obeys the order." Wei Chi picked up the fly whisk, bowed to Ning Ke and said, "Your Majesty, please."

Emperor Zhaohe watched the two people walk out of Zhongcui Hall, then sighed and sat back on the chair, staring at the porcelain cup in a daze as the heat dissipated little by little. The flowers outside the window rustled down, and a few fell into the cracks of the window lattice.

In the middle, he was blown to the ground by the sweeping wind. Emperor Zhaohe raised his head and glanced at the withered flowers, and inexplicably remembered the sentence "Falling flowers and flowing water", and then thought that he was in his twilight years, and all the prince's recent behaviors were revealing.

Showing infinite greed and murderous intent...

He was suddenly startled and called a young eunuch in and said, "Show me in Hanchang Palace."

…

Ning Ke followed Wei Chi not far away and arrived at Fenghaoxuan.

Hidden among a patch of Xiangfei bamboo, it is about two hanging flower gates and two cloisters away from Qionghua Palace, but it is very close to Zhongcui Palace, only a few steps away.

"The emperor has been in a bad mood recently."

Wei Chi took Ning Ke into the back garden of Feng Haoxuan and walked around. Looking at the colorful and colorful flowers, Ning Ke felt in a trance again. The person who loved her to the bone, the person who once smiled

The person who called her Ruge...really, really no longer exists.

Her whole body was suddenly enveloped by a huge cold. As quiet and beautiful as the spring scenery was at this moment, her heart felt so cold.

She always thought that Lin Jiang's sudden death was just a nightmare, just like the dreams she had in the past, which were the result of the lovesickness poison planted by Rong Shu. However, Emperor Zhaohe's hidden comfort even imprisoned himself in disguise.

Isn't this the bloody truth in Fenghaoxuan?

But, why do you still stubbornly refuse to believe it after all this time?

"The prince's actions were too big. Forming a clique for personal gain was a trivial matter. He even had the idea of ​​replacing the emperor." Wei Chi was completely unaware of Ning Ke's thoughts. He just lowered his voice and said, "That day when I was drinking in Zuixianju, I actually...

Having said that he is the eldest prince in the history of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, sir, isn’t this a clear covetous pursuit of the throne? Fortunately, the waiter knew the truth and played the golden luan drum that night..."

Ning Ke could only catch a few words of Wei Chi's words occasionally, but when he heard the golden luan drum, he laughed unconsciously.

When choosing a concubine for Rong Chu, she was the one who beat the golden luan drum in the palace, and the sound of the drum was the order. After three drum sounds, those who could not hand in the poem scroll would automatically admit defeat... Huo Shaoru, Rong Shu, Ouyang Yi, Rong Chu...

…That year, she saw the majesty and magnificence that could not be seen in Jiangnan and Yuzhang Palace. That year, she encountered the most amazing beauty in her life, and also retained the most vivid and romantic memories in her life.

"...The Emperor's ambitions are still there. In the past few days, I will trouble you to help the Emperor sort out his emotions."

The conversation between the two ended in Ning Ke's absent-mindedness. As soon as the conversation changed, Wei Chi smiled and mentioned the meaning of Emperor Zhaohe's move to Qingming. Ning Ke knew clearly that Emperor Zhaohe was a prelude to deposing the crown prince.
Chapter completed!