Chapter 2767: Bandit Dao Xing: Abducting the Son of Heaven and Returning to the Shanzhai (Fifty)

Impossible to see and guess.

No one had ever really figured out the mind of this young emperor.

Never partial, never assertive.

But this time...

They saw from Lian Yi that there was no hidden, obvious sense of favoritism.

That should be the indifference and absolute power hidden in the bones of the emperor.

Is the attitude of the emperor towards General Qingluan really intriguing?

win over?

After going down,

Everyone had different thoughts, and they didn't want to talk, and hurried back to their homes.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion,

Su Yang ran out of the inner courtyard immediately, and couldn't wait to ask, "Daddy, how is it, what does Your Majesty say?"

The Prime Minister was bitter in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face. He pondered for two seconds, frowned in embarrassment, and finally waved his hand: "In the future... don't provoke that one."

Su Yang was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the Prime Minister sighed again, and said in a tone of hatred that iron is not steel: "I have warned you before, don't provoke that capital upstart casually. You don't listen, it's better now."

Su Yang finally realized who the "that one" the Prime Minister was talking about, she said, "Father, what do you mean?"

Thinking of what happened in the early morning, the Prime Minister's face became even worse.

"Don't worry about it, for a while... a calligraphy and painting will be sent over, and you can keep it for me."

Now Su Yang is still a little puzzled, but soon she understands the cause and effect.

Seeing the elegant and unrestrained picture with the words "killed" hung on the wall of her boudoir, it seemed out of tune with everything in the hearts of the girls around her, adding a bit of killing intent.

outside the door,

The chief eunuch who came out of the palace was still smiling and talking to the prime minister.

"This is the handwriting of General Qingluan, and it is also a gift from His Majesty. The Prime Minister must let Ling Qianjin take good care of it. If there is any loss, the servants can't bear it!"

This is not to tell the Prime Minister overtly or secretly. You have to treat this pair of calligraphy and painting as a treasure, can't it be damaged in the slightest?

The Prime Minister's complexion gradually turned blue.

what a nice guy...

"Father-in-law, don't worry." He squeezed word by word from between his teeth.

"It is kept by a talented girl like Ling Qianjin who is knowledgeable and wise, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, of course the servants can rest assured!"

Su Yang in the boudoir: "..."

Why did she hear these words from a eunuch,

Adding a bit of sarcasm?

It's jarring!

After the steward left,

Su Yang was out of breath.

But there is no way to take that pair of calligraphy and painting.

Can only smash things in the house.

The servants who passed by outside the room all lowered their brows and pleasing their eyes, and clearly heard a loud noise from the room.

"I'm furious!"

"It's just a rude person, what's worth protecting!!"

"The writing is so beautiful, isn't it?!"

Su Yang's face became more and more ugly, as gloomy as if he could drip ink.

To this,

The prime minister just waved his hand very calmly, "Let her be angry, it will be fine in a while."

On the other hand,

General's House.

Experienced things that went up too early,

Only Li Zhaojian did not change his color.

He thought about returning home and went directly to the study.

I kept thinking about what had happened recently.

Then listen to the people under her command to narrate the Su Yang incident completely.

Li Zhaojian frowned slightly.

Joe Bai...

The daughter of the Minister of War.

slaughtered village.

The current General Qingluan.

Li Zhaojian felt that he had overlooked something,

According to his original age, Qiao Bai should have been a very young child at the time. He was killed in the whole village, his entire family was wiped out, his parents both died, and he was helpless like a duckweed existence. How did he survive so big? Yes, what happened again?

This is inherently uncertain.

In addition, he is now in a relationship with Lian Yi.

Originally, Li Zhaojian also wanted to kill directly in the dark, but now he may have to change some plans.

Faced with such a situation, he had to be cautious.

In the past few years, he has also made hands with Lian Yi many times, big and small.

The new king...

It's really unpredictable.

There is not a bit of the weakness and incompetence that the previous emperor had when he was alive, and the sense of corruption that was arrogant and extravagant.

I don't know how the dead old thing has such a son?

Really lucky for this dynasty.

Li Zhaojian guessed in his heart what exactly Lian Yi wanted to do?

Cultivate Qiao Bai?

Oppose him?

Separating his military power?

No matter what kind of possibility, he had to take the initiative before all this happened, before Qiao Bai's wings were full.

After making up his mind, Li Zhaojian took the lead in ordering his subordinates to investigate all the news of Qiao Bai. Don't let go of everything from birth to the present.

And someone from outside came in to report.

"Master, Second Young Master Wen wants to see you."

Li Zhaojian raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "Let him come in."

In the face of such a son, Li Zhaojian was actually a little disappointed.

Completely did not inherit his ambitions and means.

To put it bluntly, he is just a weak reader, and his scheming is not deep enough.

I'm afraid it won't be a big deal in the future.

The autumn is crisp, and the leaves of the trees have turned from emerald green to golden yellow. The autumn wind is refreshing, and the leaves rustle and fall as the wind blows, returning to the embrace of the earth.

The autumn horse race is coming.

The fat and strong horses graze leisurely and contentedly on the grass, and Lian Yi leads the generals to sit on the grass to rest.

While eating fruit, everyone talked about which horse had the best legs.

The scent of incense rising from the Qinghe porcelain nine-turn top furnace is clean and pleasant, not strong, but refreshing, soothing anxious emotions and refreshing.

A beautiful maid came to the girl in red with a plate of fruit, bent over and placed the fruit on the wooden table in front of the dyed white, and whispered respectfully and softly, "This is a gift from the knights of the Western Regions this morning. The rare and imperial fruit that arrives is only once a year, the general may wish to taste it, the taste is excellent."

The maid has delicate eyebrows and a gentle temperament, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The red-clothed girl held the chin of porcelain Bai Junmei with one hand, without even looking at the maid, she lowered her eyes lazily, and casually stretched out her hand to play with a fruit, against the cold white and slender hands in the sun.

Seeing this, the maid was not disgusting, she bowed her knees respectfully, turned around and walked to the next table.

Shuttle back and forth to serve the fruit plate good wine.

After a while, the maid came over again with a plate of fruit, half bent down and placed the fruit plate on the wooden table in front of Lian Yi.

When he got up, his ankle suddenly crooked, he didn't stand still, stumbled down completely unprepared, and fell on the table in front of him.

The incense rose up, and the faint fragrance filled the air.

Lian Yi's delicate and fair face looked noble and indifferent, and he looked down at this scene lightly.