Yang Yanxing's move was not a momentary impulse, but he was also aggrieved for Feng Renxian in his heart, and if it happened later, Yang Yanming would not have to put his mind on the emperor's chair.
Fenghuang squeezed Yang Yanjing's hand back, Yang Yanjing glanced at Fenghuang, then turned to Yang Yanxing who looked resolute and said coldly: "You may not know, the emperor received a secret letter a while ago. The letter, the letter indeed reported everything about Yang Yanming on the front line, and the emperor now suspects that this matter is related to the struggle for the throne, if you go to have an audience now, you guess the emperor will miss you so much."
"Sixth brother, don't be reckless, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Yang Tingjing said with a hint of warning,
Yang Yanxing was shocked by the sudden news of Yang Yanjing. He didn't expect that someone would go ahead and report Yang Tingming. Unfortunately, the emperor didn't believe it. Yang Tingxing said regretfully: "Father, that emperor You get confused when you should be clear-headed, isn't it..." Yang Tingxing glanced at Fenghuang, half-closed his eyes and said, "You couldn't have written that secret letter, could it?"
Fenghuang blinked, neither admitting nor denying.
Yang Yanxing rejoiced in his heart, if Yang Yanjing hadn't pointed it out, he hadn't explored those things in the palace for many days, and he didn't know anything about it. If he really went, he would definitely be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the emperor. Although the emperor treated him kindly, he could be regarded as doting on him, but the heart of an emperor is like a tiger, who can guarantee it
Yang Tingxing was inexplicably agitated, and couldn't help but said: "Then what should we do now? Could it be that we just sit and wait? Doesn't it mean that General Feng Renxian will have to hide himself from the battlefield?"
Fenghuang let go of Yang Yanjing's intertwined fingers, and said indifferently: "It's okay, anyway, I'm happy to see Daddy not going to that kind of battlefield anymore, so I don't have to worry about it anymore."
Hearing this, Yang Yanxing's mouth twitched, and he was a little speechless to Fenghuang, and Yang Yanjing's indifferent voice came from beside his ear: "I have my own arrangements for this matter."...
Inside the inn.
The man in red received a letter, and within the time it took for a lamp to light up, he finished reading the letter, took a brush, squeezed a piece of paper, and carefully wrote a few words.
The flying pigeon next to the man in red seemed to know the mission, and flew towards the shoulder of the man in red. The man in red smiled and stroked Feige's forehead. He installed the letter box cover and inserted it into Feige's feet. The flying pigeon made a "grunt" sound and headed towards the direction where it had been training for a long time.
Seven Palaces.
Xiao Ai is washing clothes. I don’t know why the mother in the house is going crazy recently. She is not pleasing to the eye at all. I found a lot of things for her. It’s not like no one else needs to wash clothes. She wants to write, and Xiao Ai is complaining. The flying pigeons stopped on Xiao Ai's shoulders with ease, and flapped their wings on Xiao Ai, looking anxious.
Xiao Ai looked around and took the letter off Feige's leg when she saw no one was there. Xiao Ai loosened her tired shoulders and opened the letter. Xiao Ai read the letter. There were only two lines on the letter. Is there any travel in Yanjing these days? Are you in the government? Xiao Ai was a little puzzled, didn't Yang Tingjing stay at the mansion all the time, but he was sick, could it be possible that he could still leave the mansion
Yang Tingjing was poisoned by Gu, although I don’t know who solved it for him later, and the pavilion master needed to inject Gu again, but Yang Tingjing was indeed seriously ill all the time in the bedroom, but she was demoted to a third-class maid by the mother Afterwards, he is not qualified to serve Yang Tingjing in close proximity. This palace is already big, if it is not intentional, it is normal for him not to see his master for a year.
She had never seen Yang Tingjing before, and Xiao Ai also suspected that Yang Yanjing had already left the mansion. With this thought, until not long ago, the imperial concubine unexpectedly came to visit the Seventh Prince. Xiao Ai thought to himself, if Yang Yanjing doesn't come out this time, it means that he is really not in this mansion.
But the facts are often unexpected, Yang Yanjing welcomed the imperial concubine, this is what she saw with her own eyes, it cannot be faked.
Waiting for Xiao Ai to finish thinking, she looked around. Originally, she was doing hard work, and not many people came, not to mention that at this moment, everyone was eating.
Xiao Ai walked towards her servant's room lightly, and wrote back to the man in red: Yang Yanjing has always been in the palace.
Watching the flying pigeon fly away, Xiao Ai mumbled again and again: "Why can everyone eat, but I have to do hard work." Thinking this way, she still walked towards a pile of dirty clothes. I still have to play the role of a maid, although she is very unconvinced and helpless,
Inside the palace.
"Your Majesty, the national teacher is asking to see you." The father-in-law came running from the gate of the hall with small steps, lowered his head and said softly.
The emperor raised his head from the memorial, and the dark light flashed across his eyes, and then the emperor put the memorial aside, and said thoughtfully: "Oh? The national teacher is here, let him in."
The national teacher walked in slowly in a black robe, and seeing the emperor looking at him with some inquisitiveness, the national teacher said coldly: "I haven't seen the emperor for a few days, the emperor doesn't know me?"
The emperor asked: "Where did the national teacher go these few days?" Although the emperor said so, he didn't take it seriously in his heart. He was a little indifferent, but he looked at the national teacher very well, "The national teacher It seems that I like to travel around, why, our country is not good."
The emperor couldn't see the face under the mask of the national teacher. Since the first time he saw the national teacher, the national teacher had been wearing a mask, and the national teacher refused to take off the mask. The emperor frowned and said : "The national teacher and I have known each other for a long time, but this mask still refuses to take off?"
The national teacher seemed to have not heard the last sentence of the emperor, he said lightly: "It's just wandering around, but I saw a very interesting thing."
The emperor felt a little angry in his heart, he was a majestic emperor, but he was always ignored! The emperor suppressed the anger in his heart and asked the national teacher: "What can make our country's national teacher interested?"
The national teacher chuckled, and said unhurriedly: "This matter is related to King Qi Nan."