812 Emperor Xin, Jiu Huang Shu has always been there
Although whether he is angry or happy, Uncle Jiuhuang is aloof, expressionless, and so cold and arrogant that people cannot see what he is thinking. But after getting along with each other for this period of time, Feng Qingchen said that although he did not dare to say it, Jiuhuangshu still dared not say it.
She definitely knew the emperor's eyes and actions when he was angry with her.
As soon as Jiuhuangshu raised his eyelids, she knew that Jiuhuangshu was angry with her. Feng Qingchen quickly shook his head and reassured: "No, I don't know if Lu Shaolin is a spy, nor do I know who the Cui family buried in the imperial city is.
Who, but I know what Lu Shaolin has done over the years must have aroused the emperor's dissatisfaction.
Most people in power are suspicious, and would rather make mistakes than let things go. The Cui family has been taking action frequently recently, and the blood-clothed guards have not acted. The emperor will definitely doubt Lu Shaolin, and Lu Shaolin has left the Sacred Heart.
In addition, the emperor is about to conduct scientific examinations and attract students to the imperial city. At this time, purging the blood-clad guards can let the students see the benevolent and wise side of the emperor. After all, the blood-clad guards do not have a good reputation among the people.
If the emperor wants to use the Blood Guards, he needs a reason, an upright reason. Otherwise, if the emperor suddenly takes action against the department he established, it may cause uneasiness among all the officials, thinking that the emperor wants to clean up the officialdom and make room for the students who passed the exam. And I
Then I gave the emperor a reason to clear out the blood-clothed guards from top to bottom in a drastic manner.
Although this reason has caused the Xueyi Guards to be discredited, and the emperor doesn't even look at it, it is precisely because of the big fuss that if the emperor handles it well, he will definitely win the praise of the people and at the same time weaken the Xueyi Guards' sense of existence.
The department shouldn't be so ostentatious, hiding in the dark and coming out to bite people from time to time.
Combined with these reasons, I guess the emperor has given up on Lu Shaolin, so I dared to boldly lead people to break into the prison of the Blood Guard, boldly spread small notes in the capital, and went to Dali Temple to complain."
Figuring out the emperor's thoughts is a technical job. Although Feng Qingchen's words were clear and logical, he was not sure. After finishing speaking, he looked at the Nine Emperors Uncle eagerly: "Am I right?"
Uncle Nine Emperors' anger disappeared and he said approvingly: "Although it's not all right, it still has some points. The emperor wants to clean up the government. The blood-clothed guards have been too arrogant in the past few years, which has indeed made the emperor dissatisfied."
Uncle Nine Emperor's stiff face showed a soft smile, and his deep eyes became a little brighter: "You are very smart, even several princes didn't guess it, but you actually guessed it."
The emperor has been thinking about moving the blood-clad guards for a day or two, but the emperor still has great trust in Lu Shaolin, and there is no suitable person at hand, so he has not made any move.
Feng Qingchen attacked the Blood-clothed Guards right then and there, so he made the emperor think of cleaning up the Blood-clothed Guards. It would be a good thing to use the Blood-clothed Guards at this time, and take the opportunity to uncover a group of spies, and shake up Nanling, Xiling, Cui Wu and other aristocratic families.
After being affirmed by Uncle Nine Emperors, Qingchen swept away his previous depression, his whole person became brighter, and he spoke out all his interruptions.
"From what happened in court today, I think I guessed it right. If the emperor hadn't wanted to touch the blood-clad guards, how would I have had the chance to go to court? The blood-clad guards could just find any reason to bring people in and take my Phoenix away.
The house was burned down.
There is also Prince Su's intervention. Zhai Dongming is sincerely helping me. I believe this, but Prince Su will never help me for no reason. Even if his Qi Xue Yiwei planted spies in Prince Su's palace, he will not do it.
It has to be so obvious.
I guess even Prince Su understood the emperor’s desire to tempt the Blood Guards, so he pushed forward. If I’m not wrong, the fact that the Blood Guards lost Sun Sixing will most likely have something to do with diplomacy.
I don’t know which country is unlucky." With the Emperor and the Nine Emperors Uncle behind her, she was afraid of the blood-clad guards.
"Xiling. There are people from Xiling among the blood-clothed guards. The Emperor will blame Xiling for this matter. The grudges between you and Princess Yaohua are known to both countries. Although the reason is a bit far-fetched, it makes sense." Uncle Nine Emperors
Seeing that Feng Qingchen could deduce so many things based on these small details, he had no intention of hiding them for a long time.
He underestimated Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen was smarter than he thought. Even if he lost his mind because of Sun Sixing's incident, he still had a sense of measure.
"Xiling? Now that we are getting married, does the emperor want to start a war against Xiling?" Princess Yaohua was miserable, Feng Qingchen thought evilly.
"There won't be a war in the near future. I just want to use this matter to beat Yaohua. The emperor is very angry that Yaohua used Zichun's child to plot against you. However, this matter cannot be told to the outside world. Using the blood-clothed guards to find out Xiling
The spies are a warning and preparation for war in the future. My royal brother is a man with great ambitions, and I am willing to assist the emperor." Uncle Jiuhuang said very sincerely, but Feng Qingchen still heard Jiuhuang's words.
There was a hint of irony in the emperor's uncle's words.
When the Emperor saw that the Nine Emperors Uncles were retreating, and during the period when the Nine Emperors Uncles were not in the imperial city, the Emperor had tightly controlled the government and military power, he concluded that there was no need to worry about the internal affairs, and that what he had to do now was of course external affairs.
War has begun.
Destroying the nine cities of the other Three Kingdoms and unifying the Nine Provinces Continent has always been what the emperor wanted to do.
"Are you forming an alliance with the Emperor to prepare brothers to work together to discuss world affairs?" Feng Qingchen didn't understand it at first, but after thinking about it, she realized what Uncle Nine Emperors meant.
This world is too fantasy. Hasn’t the Emperor always been very wary of the Nine Emperors?
"The emperor has spoken, but I haven't agreed yet. I don't have that big ambition." When the Nine Emperors Uncle said this, there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, with a bad look, which made people itchy and wanted to pounce on him.
, kiss him, at least bite off the bad intentions from the corners of his mouth.
Ahem, Feng Qingchen quickly turned away: "Why would the emperor form an alliance with you? Isn't he afraid of seeking skin from a tiger and being eaten by a tiger like you in the end?"
"This is Fu Lin's suggestion. My royal brother has accepted it. The emperor believes that he can control me. After using me, he can kick me." The Nine Emperors Uncle exuded a dangerous aura.
Just like the king of the jungle, he doesn't take any opponent seriously...
"Fu Lin? What does he want to do?" Feng Qingchen found that Fu Lin was such a magician that he couldn't see through him.
"He? Wants to assist Mingjun to unify the Nine Provinces continent and restore the honor of the temple." Although Uncle Nine Emperors doesn't appreciate a person who strives for family honor, he doesn't dislike him either.
After enjoying the talents and rights conferred by a surname, one must bear the responsibilities brought by this surname. Essentially, Fu Lin is the same as him, responsible for his own surname and doing what he should do.
"He chose the emperor?" Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows, doubting that Fu Lin, a magician with eyes even less discerning than Jin Ling, was actually a descendant of the temple.
"Maybe." Uncle Nine Emperors said uncertainly.
He still can't see through Fu Lin's actions. The emperor dared to use Fu Lin and trusted Fu Lin so much. Uncle Nine Emperors admired him very much. If it were him, he wouldn't dare...