Su Peisheng was worried, afraid that his master would be hot-headed for a moment.

Fortunately, after a good life was like the New Year, I heard the master say, "It's okay, you go back."

Su Peisheng didn't dare to say a word and stepped out quickly.

When I stood outside the door, I realized that my close-fitting underwear was soaked.

This was scary.

The Fourth Master took a deep breath and sat on the chair, putting the pen in his hand on the pen holder, and it took him a long time to breathe a sigh of relief.

After calming down, I felt a little hungry, but I didn’t have the appetite to eat at all.

He stood up again, and the Fourth Master spread paper and grinds the ink, and stopped writing cursive scripts, and started writing small characters one by one.

Time passed slowly, and it was too late to wait until the Fourth Master finished writing a full page of the Heart Sutra.

Finally, his mood slowly calmed down. The Fourth Master put down his pen and called in to serve him.

Su Peisheng took a series of eunuchs to serve the Fourth Master to change clothes and wash clothes, and did not dare to say anything else. Seeing that the Fourth Master's expression was getting better, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I was not in the mood to have a midnight snack, so the Fourth Master went to bed after washing.

I hesitated whether to see Wenxin and Shan Ge'er, but when I saw that it was too late, I didn't bother them.

The Fourth Master didn't sleep well that night. He always looked drunk in his dreams. The next morning, he woke up with a dark face.

Su Peisheng hurriedly walked in, bent down and saluted, and whispered: "Master, Master Ba asked you to go to the palace for some discussion."

The Fourth Master asked with a dark face, "What's the matter so early?"

"I didn't say anything about it specifically, I just talk about the memorials I came back from the Summer Resort." Su Peisheng said hurriedly.

The Fourth Master looked stern and nodded, "Please be prepared."

"Yes." Su Peisheng turned around and went out to give orders.

The Fourth Master hurried into the palace. The Eighth Master had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the Fourth Master in, he got up to meet him, "Fourth Brother."

The Fourth Master nodded and sat down, then looked at the Eight Master, "Old Eight, what the hell is going on?"

The Eighth Master was prepared and handed over the note from the palace.

The Fourth Master reached out to take it, opened it and went to take a look.

As he looked at the Fourth Master's brows, he frowned fiercely and asked, "When did it happen?"

The Eighth Master looked at the Fourth Master's expression carefully. It was obvious that the Fourth Master did not seem to be a fake. He was obviously not aware of this matter. He felt relieved and said, "My brother had just received a note earlier when he entered the palace. I opened it in advance and asked the Fourth Brother not to blame him."

What else can the Fourth Master say? If he had the heart to wait for him, the Eighth Master would not have opened it and looked at it first.

Now, this is just a good look on the surface.

The Fourth Master just asked: "Is the message delivered from the Imperial Hospital?"

The Eighth Master listened to the Fourth Master's disregard for his previous words, and his face looked a little bad. He didn't dare to say anything more. He nodded and said, "It's important. My brother went to the Imperial Hospital to pass the order first. The Imperial Doctor is ready and can be given away at any time."

"Then go on the road immediately." After the Fourth Master said that, he stood up, "Since you are in charge of this matter, please continue to stare at it."

The Eighth Master wanted to say something, so he watched the Fourth Master strode out.

The Eighth Master swallowed the words back. He had long thought that the Fourth Brother would be angry, but so what?

He would not miss such an opportunity to perform in front of the emperor.

No one expected that the emperor would fall ill when he arrived at the palace, and he also returned to Beijing to proclaim the imperial decree to stay in Beijing and rush to the palace.

The Eighth Master was also worried, not knowing how the emperor was in a state of illness.

He wanted to make a decision without notifying the fourth brother of such a big thing first, and the fourth master would naturally be angry.

But opportunities are fleeting, and he has to seize them.

The Eighth Master’s mind is not to be thought about, but I am still very angry.

Could it be that if he would still steal his credit if he told him in advance?

What's more, he stayed in the capital like Lao Ba, and was ordered by his seniority and the position in the court. Lao Ba could not make a decision without authorization before him.

But that's what he did!

He did it, and the Fourth Master couldn't do anything to him.

The emperor fell ill in the palace and the prince who stayed in Beijing was fighting in an internal battle. If this was spread, the Fourth Master would not be able to afford to lose this person!

The angrily Fourth Master left the palace all the way, his face darker than last night.

Halfway through, I met Longkodo again and was blocked by him. The Fourth Master was even more depressed and nothing happened.

The Fourth Master has always had a coffin face, and no one can tell when he is happy or unhappy.

For Longkodo, the Fourth Master has never been happy.

At this moment, I didn't see that the Fourth Master was holding his anger. He pulled and pulled the Fourth Master into a secret teahouse. After closing the door, he said directly: "Do you know the matter about the palace?"

The Fourth Master felt a stern, suppressed his anger and raised his head to look at Longkodo.

His news was too fast. How long did the emperor's memorial last in the palace?

The Fourth Master was secretly alert and nodded lightly, "Old Ba just told me, and my uncle also knows?"

Longkodo didn't hear the profound meaning of the Fourth Master's words, and said with a smile: "Your uncle is still a little tricky. What are you going to do about this matter?"

The Fourth Master frowned and looked at Longkodo, "The Emperor was just a casual cold. The Empress who went to the imperial guards was worried that she would go back to Beijing to summon the imperial doctor too much. I don't understand what my uncle said."

The Fourth Master pretended to be stupid, Longkodo had no choice.

He looked at the Fourth Master and laughed twice, "Fourth Brother, it's boring to say this. You don't know what I mean?"

The Fourth Master suddenly stood up, "I really don't understand what my uncle said. I still have important things to do, so I'll say goodbye."

The Fourth Master slammed the door and left, and Longkodo didn't chase him. He sat there for a long time and laughed alone.

The Fourth Master and the Eighth Master are really different.

As soon as he tried the Eighth Master, he was ready to make a relationship with him.

When he arrived at the Fourth Master, he shook his face and slammed the door.

With the emperor's trust and favor to him, he really didn't take these princes seriously except the prince and Prince Zhi.

Over the past few years, the Fourth Master has been more and more unsightly in the eyes of his actions.

Looking at it today, the Fourth Master is a... interesting person.

Longkodo whistled and slowly stood up and walked out.

When I walked halfway, I saw Yunji Pastry Shop. I remembered that Sier liked to eat his dim sum, so I swayed in and bought a bunch of dim sums, and then walked home.

Compared to Longkodo's leisurely life, the Fourth Master was so angry that he was almost exploding!

Longkodo's temptation made him want to kick him over!

The emperor was just infected with the cold and could not get up for a while, and they couldn't wait to jump out.

What do you want to do?

And the eighth brother!

He didn't believe that Longkodo didn't go to find him!

After getting angry, the Fourth Master slowly calmed down and began to write letters to the Thirteenth Master. No matter what, he would first clarify the truth.
Chapter completed!