Hearing the emperor first ask him what he thought of Prince Duan, and then the whereabouts of Prince Xian, An Ning was in a state of confusion. She always felt that if she said something wrong, she might anger the emperor and lead to death.

"They said they found the remains of His Highness the Wise King's carriage, but no one was there."

An Ning answered carefully.

The emperor frowned: "Not a single body?"

"No."

An Ning answered, also feeling strange.

It stands to reason that when Wen Zhexian is recalled to Beijing, he will definitely bring his family members and bodyguards with him.

In this haste, the carriage was in danger and the carriage was shattered into pieces. Not everyone can be lucky, right?

The emperor's fingertips tapped on the table, and the sound seemed to hit An Ning's heart, making him tremble uneasily.

"Are there any other clues?" the emperor asked again.

An Ning was startled and lowered her head: "Not yet."

"Snapped!"

The fine porcelain was smashed to pieces in the palace.

An Ning was so frightened that he trembled all over and knelt down neatly on the ground, reducing his sense of presence.

"For more than two months, you can't see anyone alive or dead, so what are you doing for food?!"

The emperor asked sharply.

While An Ning lowered his sense of presence, he had no choice but to reassure the emperor: "Your Majesty, calm down. This matter is strange. There may be someone behind the scenes who is secretly hiding the whereabouts of His Highness the King."

These words actually made the angry emperor calm down. His face was dark and sullen, and the appearance of a person appeared in front of his eyes.

"You mean...the third child?"

The emperor asked solemnly.

An Ning was about to bury his head in the ground: "I think it is impossible that His Highness Prince Duan did this."

The emperor glanced at An Ning.

Even if he lowered his head and couldn't see the emperor, An Ning could still feel the sharp gaze.

"The third child is not that capable yet."

The emperor looked away and sat back behind the desk, "He can't be so cruel."

The third child is affectionate and soft-hearted, otherwise how could the boss grow up to the point where he can compete with him?

But Lao San can't stop being ruthless, but the people behind him may not be the same.

"How is the situation over there with the third child?"

The emperor asked again, "Are you still in contact with Xu Xiangfeng?"

"Ever since Prince Duan went to southern Xinjiang, news was sent to the palace as soon as possible. He never went to the Prime Minister alone to get news."

An Ning replied.

The emperor nodded with satisfaction: "I still know the priorities."

"Where is Xu Xiangfeng?"

The emperor asked again, "Have you sent anyone to southern Xinjiang?"

"The shadow guards monitoring the Prime Minister's Mansion found nothing."

An Ning replied, "On the contrary, Mr. Xiao, a few days ago, a distant cousin of Yu Huai sent me a letter of greetings. Mr. Xiao learned that his distant cousin's time was short, so he sent someone to Yu Huai overnight."

"Xiao Lu?"

The emperor frowned.

"Exactly."

"Go to Yuhuai at this time..."

The emperor felt a little uneasy when he remembered that Xiao Lu had insisted on Yan Qing's private attack on the Qiang Kingdom in the court hall and insisted on punishing Yan Qing's crime himself.

What exactly does he want to do?

Xiao Lu is from Guo Youning's side. Could it be Guo Youning's signal?

But Guo Youning lives in northern Xinjiang and asks people to go to southern Xinjiang to fight for power, but he won't be able to take care of it. What's the point?

Suddenly, the emperor thought of something, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

"In another month, will it be the rainy season?"

An Ning didn't understand how the emperor connected Xiao Lu's sending people to southern Xinjiang with the rainy season, but he was confused and answered quickly: "June and July are the rainy seasons."

Valley horror

"How is the reconstruction of Yuhuai Dam going?"

The emperor asked again.

An Ning immediately realized what the emperor was worried about, and her heart became heavy at the moment: "It's not even half over yet. This time the Qiang Kingdom suddenly sent troops, which tied up a large number of manpower, causing the reconstruction of the dam to be put on hold. Now that the war has eased, it can be resumed

Get involved in rebuilding the dam.”

The dam has not been repaired yet and the rainy season is coming again.

It rains a lot in southern Xinjiang. Once the rain falls, the water in the Xiangzhang River will surge. Without dam control, the Zhanghuai area, which has finally settled down, will face another disaster.

We were unable to harvest last year's grain, and this year's war has emptied the national treasury.

If there is no harvest again this year, there will definitely be a famine in the winter.

At that time, the imperial court may not be able to allocate food for disaster relief.

When public dissatisfaction arouses anger, civil unrest may easily occur.

However, compared to this, the emperor was more worried about another thing at the moment.

The agreement made by the five families when they founded the country.

Now the Yan family has no heirs, and Yan Qing does not know about this; the Li family has been raided and executed.

Hearing the emperor first ask him what he thought of Prince Duan, and then the whereabouts of Prince Xian, An Ning was in a state of confusion. She always felt that if she said something wrong, she might anger the emperor and lead to death.

"They said they found the remains of His Highness the Wise King's carriage, but no one was there."

An Ning answered carefully.

The emperor frowned: "Not a single body?"

"No."

An Ning answered, also feeling strange.

It stands to reason that when Wen Zhexian is recalled to Beijing, he will definitely bring his family members and bodyguards with him.

In this haste, the carriage was in danger and the carriage was shattered into pieces. Not everyone can be lucky, right?

The emperor's fingertips tapped on the table, and the sound seemed to hit An Ning's heart, making him tremble uneasily.

"Are there any other clues?" the emperor asked again.

An Ning was startled and lowered her head: "Not yet."

"Snapped!"

The fine porcelain was smashed to pieces in the palace.

An Ning was so frightened that she trembled all over and knelt down neatly on the ground, reducing her sense of presence.

"For more than two months, you can't see anyone alive or dead, so what are you doing for food?!"

The emperor asked sharply.

While An Ning lowered his sense of presence, he had no choice but to reassure the emperor: "Your Majesty, calm down. This matter is strange. There may be someone behind the scenes who is secretly hiding the whereabouts of His Highness the King."

These words actually made the angry emperor calm down. His face was dark and sullen, and the appearance of a person appeared in front of his eyes.

"You mean...the third child?"

The emperor asked solemnly.

An Ning was about to bury his head in the ground: "I think it is impossible that His Highness Prince Duan did this."

The emperor glanced at An Ning.

Even if he lowered his head and couldn't see the emperor, An Ning could still feel the sharp gaze.

"The third child is not that capable yet."

The emperor looked away and sat back behind the desk, "He can't be so cruel."

The third child is affectionate and soft-hearted, otherwise how could the boss grow up to the point where he can compete with him?

But Lao San can't be ruthless, but the person behind him may not be.

"How is the situation over there with the third child?"

The emperor asked again, "Are you still in contact with Xu Xiangfeng?"

"Ever since Prince Duan went to southern Xinjiang, news was sent to the palace as soon as possible. He never went to the Prime Minister alone to get news."

An Ning replied.

The emperor nodded with satisfaction: "I still know the priorities."

"Where is Xu Xiangfeng?"

The emperor asked again, "Have you sent anyone to southern Xinjiang?" An Ning replied.
Chapter completed!