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Chapter 109

 The night is getting darker.

In a small courtyard in central Beijing, chrysanthemums are blooming profusely.

There is a person sitting in the room facing the flower viewing. The floor-to-ceiling wooden window panels on the side facing the view have all been removed, and the spacious courtyard is in view.

Under the light of the lantern, the flowers are shadowy.

If you really want to enjoy flower viewing, a night like this is really not a good time.

The man was reading a book, turning the pages a little too quickly. If he read ten lines at a time, he probably didn't finish reading.

He was dressed in a golden and noble aura, and he was sitting on a recliner, looking extremely lazy.

Standing next to the recliner is a man in plain clothes with a hat on his head.

As if he was not used to this kind of hat, he reached out to fiddle with it several times, and even took it off and readjusted it.

In this way, the bald head is exposed.

Under the lamp, the nine ring scars on the top of the head are clearly visible.

"So, the British Duke is dead?" Jin Guiren suddenly said, "Did you just say that even Wang Liu was arrested?"

The bald man quickly put on his hat and replied respectfully: "Yes."

"It's too careless. It's useless without any contribution," Jin Guiren sighed, with a hint of reluctance in his tone. "It didn't work, so it's a loss."

With that said, Jin Guiren put down the book and clapped his hands.

Another person came in outside the house. His figure and appearance were extremely ordinary and inconspicuous.

He lowered his head and listened to orders.

"What's the situation in the palace?" Jin Guiren asked.

"The Holy One interrogated the king alone for six years in the imperial study. Only Eunuch Cao was in front of him. Neither Duke Fu nor Shan Fuyin went in. I don't know what the king's answers were at the moment." The man said, "Let the king

After being imprisoned for six years, Shengshang went to Cining Palace to talk to the Empress Dowager for a while. When it was almost dark, Cining Palace hired an imperial doctor, and the empress became ill."

Jin Guiren clicked his tongue.

The Empress Dowager is no small sailor, she has seen a lot of storms.

It could make her old man fall ill after listening to it...

"The fourth son of the Zhu family was sued by his in-laws, right? He poisoned his wife?" Jin Guiren frowned, "It seems that he was accused."

After all, who allowed Wang Liulien to be arrested?

Fortunately, this person has always been loyal, so it is not difficult to find a scapegoat, not to mention that the sheep is ready-made.

Compared to the sixth year of Wang's reign, the British public's mouth is more prone to trouble.

It’s not that I don’t trust the British public, but that the British public has a big family.

A large population means more mouths and more ideas.

Zhu Cheng was injured in the Yamen, and the British prince was in the palace having his forehead treated. His other sons were fine and could only touch their necks.

How can there be no disputes?

"It's better to get on the road earlier," the bald head guessed his master's intentions and suggested, "When you leave, you will have to keep your mouth shut."

"With the Holy Spirit's temper, the Zhu family cannot be saved. They will die a few days earlier and a few days later," Jin Guiren explained. "Don't think about cutting the knot with a quick knife. You can create a scene of suicide or father and son killing each other."

It's useless, the Holy Spirit can't calm down. Only by letting the Zhu family die in his hands will he feel better and not think about digging deeper."

The bald man said "yes" honestly.

"Let's do it. It's been so many years since King Ding died, and everyone has turned to ashes in the imperial mausoleum." Jin Guiren laughed, "Even if King Ding couldn't stop talking nonsense for six years, His Majesty won't."

I don’t believe him, I’m just sorry.”

He is not afraid of old things.

He was not uneasy even though he lost Wang Liu and the British Duke.

His only feeling was "pity".

Collecting chess pieces is simple but not easy.

The chess piece that was finally raised had at least made great achievements in the sixth year of the king's reign. The British prince died before he left the army.

Originally, as a veteran minister like the British Duke, there were many places where he could be useful.

What a pity! What a pity!

"The gold bricks that Wang Liu mentioned in the sixth year are really missing?" Jin Guiren asked again.

The bald man and the people behind him all shook their heads.

"After so many years, it's not surprising that someone has poached him long ago. It's just two boxes of gold bricks." Jin Guiren stopped worrying about that, yawned, and said, "I knew Shan Shen had some abilities, but I didn't expect him."

With such ability, Xu Jian was sent to Shuntian Mansion?"

Later it was said: "The Duke of Fu had resigned from the Ministry of War, and the Holy See saw that he was idle, so he took this opportunity to let him sit in Shuntian Mansion."

"That's right," Jin Guiren said, "You are young and you are the Duke of the country. It is a waste of time. I am similar to the Holy Master in this regard. Every soldier in my hand must work hard."

"Now that the case is over, Xu Jian has to be idle again, and I don't know what the Lord is looking for to do for him." After a moment of silence, Jin Guiren added, "I don't want to see him just take his salary and do nothing.



Later, someone stepped forward and said, "I heard that Mr. Liu Jing Liu has called his son back from the academy. He will be able to arrive in Beijing in ten and a half days at most."

"Really?" Jin Guiren's eyes lit up, "The drama between father, son and brother is my favorite. After watching the drama about the British government, I can take over the drama about the Liu family. It's very good, very good!"
It was getting late, he should go to bed earlier.

There is a big show tomorrow, don’t miss it.

The moon is sinking.

The sky is dark, today is the imperial meeting, and many officials are already waiting outside the palace gate.

Those with more sensitive information knew that there was a serious situation in the British government and asked Shan Shen one after another.

Shan Shen pushed around and around, but couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of everyone. Fortunately, Xu Jian arrived.

Without saying a word, Shan Shen hid in Xu Jian's place.

People who want to ask about the situation will inevitably hesitate.

Firstly, he is not familiar with Xu Jian, and secondly, the Duke of the country has been a man of fun in the court since he was idle.

If you casually get information from someone who is a joker, you may become a joker first.

The palace door opens, and when the time comes, people line up to go to court.

The Holy One stepped up to the Jinluan Hall and sat on the dragon chair. Eunuch Cao unfolded the Ming Huang Imperial Edict and opened his mouth to read.

Without any foreshadowing or any room for argument, the Holy Father decided the outcome of the British government.

For more than ten years, Wang Liusi, the chamberlain of the deposed prince Li Mi, had been colluding with him to raise Li Mi's son in an attempt to stir up trouble. Wang Liuliu had poisoned King Ding for more than ten years, and the evidence is conclusive...

The noble officials who knelt in the hall and listened to the reading of the imperial edict were all stunned.

I only knew that Zhu Cheng accidentally pushed someone to death, but how could I know that the spider web behind him also implicated Li Mi.

Everyone in this family died unjustly.

After Eunuch Cao finished reciting, the Holy Master murmured: "I am extremely shocked and heartbroken, especially when King Ding was killed.

King Ding, my eldest brother is a stern but gentle man, with the dignity of an elder brother but also caring.

I often lament his untimely death, but it wasn’t until yesterday that I learned of the secret behind his untimely death!

The Queen Mother also fell ill..."

Speaking of which, who else dares to intercede on behalf of the British government?

Even if I pretend to be a good person and ask for a favor, I don’t dare to do it.

The Holy Emperor appointed the upright An Yibo as the chief envoy and Xu Jian as the deputy envoy to inspect the British government.

As the morning sun was about to rise, the imperial guards guarding the palace accepted the order, opened the door, and followed An Yibo into the mansion of the Duke of Guohao.


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