Nan Yan stood not far away, watching the ministers come out of it one by one.
Some people are overjoyed, while others are hesitant.
Two of the veterans said worriedly: "Old Chen, look at what the emperor said this time, give him three days to consider whether he will—"
"It's hard to say."
"Yes, the emperor is stubborn, and it is difficult to change what he decides."
"But this time, the heavens have sent down such an ominous omen. If the emperor wants to go his own way again, then we must not sit idly by!"
"Yes, when the time comes, we will all resign and quit!"
"Yeah, anyway, after Beiping City is built, what do we southern officials do?"
…
Hearing what they said, they left one by one with a little righteous indignation. Standing behind the flowers, Nan Yan couldn't help but frown.
This is the first time—
Zhu Feng did not use his toughness to win a big victory, and of course, he did not give in.
Instead, think about it for three days.
But what about these three days
In the current general situation in the court, the ministers are indeed in a strong position. Under such circumstances, no matter how brave Zhu Feng is on the battlefield, he cannot really kill all the officials.
Could it be that things can only be like this
She couldn't help it, and even her breathing became heavy.
Ran Xiaoyu was beside her, and said softly: "Madam, shall we go there or go back?"
"..."
Nan Yan didn't speak.
A pair of clear eyes looked at the figures of the ministers who were gradually leaving.
She has been patrolling the crowd since the very beginning, but she has never seen that glamorous man—
Jane Ruocheng.
He's not in now.
In fact, she kind of wanted to see him.
Although she knew that as a concubine, it was impossible for her to meet a foreign minister, she also wanted to know that after signing her name on the joint letter, Jian Ruocheng should, and would not, want to see her.
But, she just wanted to see Jian Ruocheng.
She wanted to see what he was like now, whether he was celebrating their victory like these courtiers, or—
"Ma'am."
Ran Xiaoyu saw that she was motionless for a long time, and said softly with some doubts: "Are we still going to see the emperor?"
"..."
Nan Yan glanced over there again, the study room with the doors and windows closed.
After a while, I shook my head.
"Forget it, the emperor is upset now. Even if we meet in the past, it's just annoying the emperor."
"..."
"Let him calm down for a while."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her, originally wanted to say, in fact, once you passed by, the emperor might not be bothered, but it was still inconvenient to intervene, so she could only support her, turned around and went back to their residence.
After returning home, Nan Yan's mood was also very low. Even Ran Xiaoyu brought her her favorite dessert, but she didn't take a few bites.
At this moment, Ting Fu ran in from the outside.
"Your Majesty, there is a letter from you."
"letter?"
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.
Is it Munch's Flying Pigeon
However, Ting Fu enshrined the letter in front of her and said, "It's from the Empress from Jinling."
"Empress Empress?"
Xu Miaoyin actually wrote a letter to herself
Nan Yan hurriedly took it, went back to the room, and opened it to see that there were rows of elegant handwriting on the letter paper——
"Hearing that my sister is happy, I am very pleased. The emperor is passing the age, and there is only Wei Wang's son under his knees. The royal family's heirs are weak, which is what I worry about day and night. I hope that my sister will take care of her at ease, and she will spread the branches and leaves for the royal family..."
These words are the instruction and comfort to the concubine as the emperor.
Nanyan had heard a lot of words like this in the palace before, so she just skipped them hastily.
Then, seeing the back—
"...The emperor stayed in Beiping and expanded the city, which inevitably aroused the opposition of the officials. Although the harem cannot interfere in politics, my sister is deeply favored by the emperor, so she should also solve the emperor's problems."
"Remember, don't affect the overall situation because of personal happiness and anger."
After reading it, Nan Yan took a deep breath.
Obviously, the latter sentence is the real purpose of her letter.
Qin Ruolan was in Yan Wang's mansion, and could see the crux of the matter; while Xu Miaoyin, who was far away in Jinling, could also understand the world's affairs, obviously, she was a level higher than Qin Ruolan.
This is the talent of the queen!
However, I still need the two of them to wake up.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan couldn't help but smiled wryly, and knew that he had a long way to go in the future.
After thinking about it, she walked to the desk and wrote a reply letter.
"Since the emperor appointed the concubine to assist the six palaces, the concubine must live up to the grace and share the worries of the emperor and empress..."
Later, she also wrote down what she thought of.
The letter was not long, and it was written in a short while. After finishing writing, she sealed the envelope.
However, after doing all this, she became troubled again.
He called Tingfu and asked, "Tingfu, when did the Empress's letter be sent?"
"It should be the day before yesterday."
"oh."
Jinling is thousands of miles away from Beiping, and it took three days for the letter to be delivered, fearing that all the horses at the post station would run away and die.
Obviously, it was the queen who ordered it.
However, it will take at least three days to return from Beiping to Jinling. By then, Zhu Feng will already have to give an explanation to the courtiers.
I'm afraid it's too late!
At this moment, there was another burst of popping sound that she was already very familiar with outside the door. Nan Yan looked up and saw that it was the gray pigeon that Monk sent the message again.
This time, it stopped at the door in a familiar way, cooing towards the inside.
When Nan Yan saw it, her eyes lit up.
Just at this moment, Ran Xiaoyu came over, and she also knew about the two previous messages from Monk, so she was already familiar with the pigeon, so she picked it up and put it on the table.
"Your Majesty, the pigeon is here again."
Nan Yan stared at the pigeon for a while, but didn't immediately reach out to pick off the thing on its ankle ring, but turned to Ting Fu and said, "Ting Fu, is there any business in Beiping City that sends letters to pigeons?"
"Yes, of course."
Ting Fu hesitated and said: "But, do you want to use it?"
Although it is clear that flying pigeons will send letters much faster, except for some very urgent cases, the royal family will still choose the post station for sending letters.
Because of that, it is safer and more stable.
Although pigeons fly fast, a hurricane, or if someone is hunting and shooting arrows, may hinder it. Letters cannot be sent. It is a small matter, but important information is leaked, which is a major matter.
Therefore, the royal family only used post stations to transmit messages.
But now, it is more urgent time.
Nan Yan said: "It's okay, you hurry to Beiping City, find me a business that can send letters by flying pigeons, and pass this letter on to me."
As soon as Ting Fu heard it, he immediately took the letter with both hands: "Yes."