Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King - Chapter 33

At noon the next day, rumors spread to Wenyuan Pavilion, saying that the emperor accompanied the beautiful woman to Shuiyuehe last night to pay homage to the dead mother, so that Wei Yansi’s whereabouts were exposed and the Red Lotus Sect once again assassinated the king.

This beautiful lady naturally refers to Qu Jinying.

Jie Dao Qu Jin Ying is a disaster for beauty, that’s why it provokes the red lotus religion, causing many people to lose their lives innocently, and their families are ruined.

The rumors are like wild grasses growing wildly with the help of the spring breeze, making a lot of noise, and the spread is getting more and more outrageous, not to mention that Wei Yansi had a scandal about sending her beautiful woman back to her home overnight.

Lu Chijing made it clear that watching the excitement is not a big deal, and as the head of the country asked Wei Yansi how many rumors are true and how many are false.

Wei Yansi’s complexion changed from red to white, and then from white to green. It was hard to see the extreme, and his arms swept away the delicious food on the table. The dinner plate smashed into seven or eight petals, and the sound was sharp and piercing, and everyone who heard it was terrified.

“Long live to calm down your anger!” Yi Dongpo played an exemplary role, and the first one knelt down, followed by the little eunuchs all over the room.

Yi Dongpo had heard about what happened, Xiang Chunlai and Feng He, so he waited for Wei Yan to think about it these past two days, carrying 120,000 points of caution all the time.

This Lu Chijing is really a good guy, and he is generous to touch Chao Tianzi’s mold.

What’s more impressive is that Lu Chijing not only did not rein in the precipice, but intensified. He glanced at Wei Yansi from his side, without concealing the sneer in his eyes.

Shaking his sleeves wide, he turned and left.

Wei Yansi had long realized that he was dissatisfied with her as the emperor, and now he is not even willing to pretend to look like a sage, because he is afraid that a moth will come out.

She pressed her tongue against her cheek, thinking about how to deal with it.

The first thing that comes to mind is to ask for help to the Queen Mother. She must have a lot of good ideas with her elderly servants. She hurried to Cining Palace. Chun Lai reminded: “Master Fenghe and the slaves have said that the Queen Mother is not in the palace.”

“Why didn’t you say it earlier, the outside is not peaceful, send someone to find it quickly.”

“Yes.”

Wei Yan couldn’t think about it, and turned to Huangji Hall, but was regretfully informed that the Emperor Taishang had relapsed with Alzheimer’s disease, and she was still in confusion.

Wei Yansi: “…”

With nowhere to ask for help, she confessed that Chun had come to find someone with outstanding business ability to follow Lu Chijing.

Chun Lai: “Master Fenghe has not healed from his serious injury. It is difficult to find other suitable candidates.”

“Then you go personally.”

Chunlai was reluctant. Last night, he accompanied Xiao Yangliu to park the carriage. Just after the horse was tied up, the riot occurred. They headed towards Shuiyuehe against the chaotic crowd, without the slightest figure of the masters. He sent Xiao Yangliu back to the Hou Mansion first, and finally felt relieved when he heard that Wei Yansi returned safely.

He was really worried about Wei Yan’s safety. Secondly, he was worried that something happened to the emperor, and he would lose his life if the queen mother blamed him.

Hou Zhitian swore that he would never leave Wei Yansi again, otherwise he would still be a rootless man in his next life.

But the king’s fate was difficult, and Chunlai had to bite the bullet and lurking around Wenyuan Pavilion, paying attention to Lu Chijing’s actions.

The old man was quite capable, and ventilated with the guards of Shenwumen, and asked in two or two that there was a magnificent carriage going out of the palace on the night of the incident, and there were two women resting in the guards, it was Qu Jinying and Qu Jinying. Little willow.

With two clues connected in series, Lu Chijing successfully guessed the cause and effect.

The most outrageous is the fifth princess Ning Chen, who walked into the palace to visit Wei Yansi Shengan, crying heartbreakingly in the Hall of Yangxin, berating herself for being too self-willed.

“Brother Emperor, if it weren’t for the brave little Hou Ye to **** me back to the princess mansion and take away the elders, you wouldn’t have almost had an accident… County Master Qinghui would not be hurt.”

There are ears on the wall, and her words went to Wenyuan Pavilion without falling off, and into Lu Chijing’s ears. The people from all dynasties and martial artists all spoke, saying that she is a witness, and long live to take the risk of being a beautiful woman. Gong, sitting in the real song Jinying is the beauty of the beauty of Chenghuan and flattering.

“Absurd!” Wei Yansi slaughtered the chickens and frightened the monkeys, unearthed a few unpleasant and talkative people among the hundred officials, gave them 30 hands, and sent Yi Dongpo to the door on her behalf to execute the torture in person.

Yi Dongpo’s dogleg skills are full marks, a quick fight, and then he brings back the big bad news-the atrocities of the Red Lotus Sect, which caused public resentment. Wenyuan Pavilion drafted a memorial to the emperor to be presented to the Supreme Emperor.

“It’s the opposite!” Wei Yansi’s self-esteem was seriously hurt.

After thinking about this body, the original owner did a lot of evil, and the quality became quantitative. The veterans used the anti-thief as an excuse to want to establish a new emperor.

But… the emperor who was forced to abdicate in the history books did not end well.

As the saying goes, words without faith are not a gentleman, and a real villain with capriciousness, she promised Fenghe to be a good emperor.

The situation was urgent and urgent, she quickly circled the six-base copper-nickel smoker, and made up her mind with her sober mind.

He snapped his fingers and asked: “Who started the Fei Di?”

“Lu Chijing.”

“How many ministers approve?”

“About… half.”

“How many are the civil servants and military ministers?”

“Well…” Yi Dongpo smacked his lips.

Wei Yan thought it was useless to scold him, and rushed to pass Ge Changliu to see him.

Today is a sunny day, the blue sky is windless and cloudless, Ge Changliu is sweating profusely, his gray temples are a little messy, and he stands out of breath in front of the dragon case.

“Wen Yuan Pavilion did draft a memorial to Fei Emperor, and the old minister quarreled with Elder Lu Ge in the pavilion.”

“Who wins and who loses?”

“I’m arguing, I was dragged by Manager Yi to the Hall of Nourishment of the Heart.” After a few words, Ge Changliu recovered his gentle and elegant style, with a detached peace between his eyebrows.

Wei Yansi really didn’t believe that he could quarrel with others like this.

“How is the household inspection?”

“There is indeed a deficit, the amount… huge.”

Wei Yansi leaned on Long An’s back and asked in silence: “How much?”

“…Millions of stones.”

The two were silent.

“I have had such a huge deficit in only four years since I became the throne?”

“The veteran thought that such a big deficit could not be accomplished overnight. I am afraid that someone had already thought of making these rice grains when the Emperor was reigning.”

“What is the market price of stone grain.”

“There are two hundred words when it’s cheap.”

Wei Yansi clenched her hand into a fist and pressed it against her chin, with dark clouds in her eyes: “Check, check to the end!”

Ge Changliu hesitated and said: “I’ve been investigating, I found Elder Lu Ge, and—”

“with who?”

“King Yichuan.”

“Go on.”

“This investigation was presided over by Lu Ge, and there was no progress. The Supreme Emperor reminded the veteran to pay more attention. The old minister secretly sent someone to watch Lu Ge’s whereabouts in recent days, and accidentally discovered that he had entered and exited the Yichuan Palace many times late at night.”

The prince of wine bag and rice bag and the scheming first assistant? Just walking around each other generously, why avoid people’s eyes and ears? Fools can see that there is something in between them.

Wei Yansi used curious black eyes to urge Ge Changliu to tell what “cat greasy” is.

“Long live, the palace is heavily guarded, and the tracker cannot sneak in and can’t find out any news. The old officials dare to guess that it is related to the shortage of rice.”

“I guess it has something to do with the waste emperor.”

There are three major parties in the court.

Ge Changliu is the leader of the royalist party. Qu Ao is the leader of the White Deer Party and always maintains neutrality. As for Lu Chijing, he is the leader of the Southern Confucian Party. In the original work, he hates her for the wicked monarch and establishes a new emperor. In all fairness, he is a good first assistant for the country and the people.

Wei Yansi vaguely remembered that in the original work, he supported King Boshan’s ascension to the throne after the death of Jun Jun. What is the current relationship with Yichuan?

Wow, it’s complicated.

Many things happened in just a few days. Wei Yansi didn’t close her eyes again at night. She was stunned by the messy political affairs and rubbed her temples tiredly. “

“Detained in the death jail of Dali Temple, they have a stiff mouth and refuse to explain where the rest of the believers are hiding.”

“Where is Geng Wangshu?”

“He bit his tongue and committed suicide and was rescued.”

Wei Yan thought about the Longjing in the mouth before choking out.

It is worthy of being a great male protagonist. He can’t die anyhow while he is full of blood.

Thinking that he was Qu Jinying’s official partner, she was inexplicably angry. The most annoying thing was that he would still squeeze Qu Jinying to kill the king in the future.

Wei Yan’s face gradually became chilly.

She thought that there was a red lotus religion that disturbed the people outside, and there were three parties in the court fighting openly and secretly, and all officials were arrogant. She trusted the people in front of her very credulously.

Eyes moved slightly, she asked Ge Changliu: “Can I trust you?

Ge Changliu remained calm as usual, and said: “If you believe in the emperor, you can trust the veteran.”

“You are not a person who does not distinguish between good and evil. I am faint and innocent, but you are willing to help. What are you doing?”

Ge Changliu raised his head, wrinkles piled up on his forehead, but the light in his eyes was transparent and clean. It is unbelievable that a person of his age would have such a look: “The heart of the old man, you must know the day.”

Wei Yansi was momentarily shocked.

“Long live, the emperor is still in the midst of dementia, as long as you do what the old official said, after his old man wakes up, the storm will be subsided, and the matter of the abandoned emperor will not be over.”

“…You say, let me listen.”

“The county lord of Na Qinghui is a concubine.” Ge Changliu’s circumflex and frustration, like an old student singing on stage, tuned in his accent.

Wei Yansi was stunned. She promised that Qu Jinying would not admit her to the palace, and they would spare her life to save her.

She turned her face away, staggered his gaze, and changed the subject: “Geng Wangshu’s case will be handed over to you.”

“Long live you must get the support of the composer—”

“Kneel down.”

Ge Changliu wanted to say more, he couldn’t see it, and sighed.

The original book doesn’t explain much about Geng Wangshu’s experience, only a few fragments are interspersed as memories. It’s nothing more than the local government doing evil. The scholarly family with a little money became a lamb to be slaughtered. In the end, it became more and more fierce. He couldn’t beat the prefect who was the emperor in the local area. They abused his power to slaughter his family.

Geng Wangshu is the only male in the family.

According to Geng Wangshu’s attitude towards assassinating her, the plot coincides with the period of exile and revenge.

Wei Yansi had a bold idea, anyway, Geng Wangshu is locked in death row, it is better to cut him with a knife to avoid future troubles.

The author has something to say: The next book is “My Father’s Soul Dressed as the Number One Oiran” is open for pre-collection, and everyone has a personal audience~~

1.

King Xiang’s father fell into a coma after falling into the water

The soul is attached to Du Jiaojiao, the first oiran of the dynasty

The king of Xiang who learned of this

In the sky, the brothel greeted the emperor.

Rumors in the capital for a while

Said that Prince Xiang had redeemed “Du Jiaojiao”

And bought a big house

Raising others as an outside room

Concubine Wen Lingyun of Xiang

Knowing the book and being courteous and sensible and filial

A royal imitation daughter-in-law

The only downside is to be jealous

I heard that my prince and Du Jiaojiao are unclear

So angry

On my birthday

Please Du Jiaojiao to perform at the mansion

Do a popular Persian belly dance

The king of Xiang looked at the royal relatives and relatives who were seriously enjoying dancing in the stands

Looked at the old father who twisted his hips in the stands

Silently raised his hand and covered his eyes

Wen Lingyun: “Heh, does the prince feel distressed?”

Wang Xiang shook his head with pain on his face.

Milky and lustful Xiang Wangye vs. vinegar and exquisite princess Xiang