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Chapter 550 The Empress Who Died in Depression (15)

Xi Le froze for a moment, she did not expect the Queen Mother to ask her such a question.

Could it be that the Queen Mother wants to let her out of the palace because she is the regent's person?
Thinking of this, she subconsciously thought about what she could do after leaving the palace, but she didn't think about it for a long time, she lowered her head and shook her head in frustration.

"The servant girl only hopes that she can follow the Queen Mother."

Shi Jiang glanced at her and saw her sincere expression.

Withdrawing his gaze, he murmured.

Hearing the Queen Mother like this, Joy's heart was up and down, very uneasy.

Knowing that Yun Jin had returned, Jiang stopped going out of the palace during this period of time.

When the emperor saw that the queen mother did not see him, he gritted his teeth and announced that Mr. Wu Ge would enter the palace to discuss countermeasures.

Old Wu Ge meant that Yunjin returned to Beijing without an order, and the crime was the same as rebellion.

Therefore, as soon as the regent returned to Beijing, he directly sent someone to capture him and put him in the sky prison.

When the emperor heard this idea, he hesitated.

After all, the border gate still needs to be guarded by the regent!
If the regent is captured, what will happen at the border?
Seeing the emperor's hesitation, Wu Ge narrowed his eyes.

"If the emperor is worried about the border guards, the veteran can recommend a loyal and reliable person to replace the regent, so that the emperor can rest easy."

All the younger generations in the clan have grown up, and although some have taken the path of civil servants, there are also those who have taken the path of military officials.

But those official positions in the court, one radish and one pit, are all numerous.

If you want your juniors to go up, you will have to pull people down.

Now that the regent has handed over the handle himself, is there any reason for them not to use it?
Hearing what Wu Ge said, Yang Ji nodded in agreement, although he still had some hesitation on his face.

Seeing that Wu Ge had achieved his desired goal, he bowed and retreated contentedly.

"Your Majesty, the deposed prince Yang Jian has arrived."

Yang Ji, who was still in a daze with worry at first, stood up excitedly when he heard the eunuch's report.

"Let him in now."

Then behind the eunuch, a slightly hunched man walked in slowly.

After entering, he didn't raise his head, and fell to his knees with a plop, and said respectfully, "Sinner Yang Jian, see my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Seeing this, Yang Ji immediately stepped forward and helped Yang Jian up.

"Brother Huang, get up quickly, you and I are brothers, we are in the same spirit, there is no need to salute like this."

Then he saw Yang Jian raised his head, his temples already had gray hair, Yang Ji's eyes became hot, the eldest brother was only a few months older than him!

Yang Jian also took a look at Yang Ji. Although Yang Ji's eyes were flushed, he couldn't stand the look of a young man in high spirits on his face.

How is he like himself? Although he is a few months older than Yang Ji, his mood is like that of an old man who is dying.

After peeking at it, Yang Jian immediately lowered his head.

"Sinners dare not."

Hearing Brother Dahuang's words, a trace of anger flashed across Yang Ji's face.

"Brother Emperor, it was Cui Xiang who rebelled, so what does it have to do with you? Don't worry, the emperor only has the blood of you and my two direct relatives. I will issue an edict tomorrow to rehabilitate you."

A strange expression flashed across Yang Jian's drooping face.

But he shouted long live three times in his mouth, and bowed down again.

Seeing this, Yang Ji quickly pulled him up again.

Then he pulled Yang Jian and chattered a lot of nostalgic words.

It was just because Yang Jian was too restrained, Yang Ji could only shut up resentfully in the end, and asked someone to take Yang Jian down to rest.

When Yang Ji went to court the next day, brought Yang Jian back, and conferred him the title of King An Le, when the news reached the Palace of Compassion, Shi Jiang couldn't help but sneer.

It seems that some things engraved in the genes cannot be changed at all.

"Empress Dowager, Your Majesty has gone too far. Isn't he slapping you in the face by doing this?"

Shi Jiang twitched the corners of his mouth, and glanced at his face with exaggerated joy.

Then he said leisurely: "When he did this, he didn't slap Aijia's face, but his own face. Look at it, you have to eat the bitter fruit you brewed yourself. Besides, he doesn't do that, Your regent still has a chance to make a move?"

The last rhetorical question directly blocked the joyful expression on his face, his face was stiff for a long while, and then he shrank his neck and replied embarrassingly.

"The Empress Dowager is Shengming, and the slaves are just talking too much."

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

However, because the emperor had agreed to Wu Ge's affairs in the previous dynasty, there was no objection to the emperor's canonization of Yang Jian as King Anle.

Most of the people in the DPRK are now Wu Dang. Since Wu Ge is silent, naturally no one from the Wu Dang will jump out to find himself uncomfortable.

And there were those who stopped and said no, but they were only a small number, and they were quickly pushed down.

After all, no matter how much the courtiers objected, the emperor couldn't hold back his willingness!

After Yang Jian was canonized as Queen Anle, the emperor gave him a house in the capital.

That night, Yang Ji also went to Anle Palace to drink wine with Yang Jian all night.

As for what the two of them said all night, only the two of them knew.

However, soon Shi Jiang knew what the two of them were talking about.

Because Yang Ji brought Yang Jian to see the queen mother, but was refused the door, Yang Ji lost his temper and forced his way in.

Shi Jiang sat on the chaise longue and leaned back, squinting at the two people who barged in.

Xi Le stared at Yang Ji and Yang Jian with a very unsightly face, but saw the Empress Dowager waved her to let her back down.

"Emperor, what are you doing?"

When Shi Jiang looked at Yang Ji, his eyes were indifferent to Yang Jian who was looking at him bitterly.

Yang Ji gritted his molars, clenched his hands into fists, and asked Shi Jiang with red eyes.

"I'm not your own, right? You killed my mother, and then took me as your own son, right?"

Shi Jiang didn't move at all, stared at Yang Ji for a while, and then chuckled.

"The Ai family just said that you have become more and more dissatisfied with the Ai family over the years. At first, the Ai family thought that you thought the Ai family controlled the government, and that's why you did this. So it was because of this reason. All these years of cultivation for you have fed the dogs."

When he said the last sentence, Shi Jiang's voice sank and he shouted sharply.

Yang Ji's back tightened, and he took half a step back involuntarily.

Immediately, he realized what he had done, and quickly sullenly said in a hateful voice.

"Don't talk about other things. You haven't answered yet. Is what I asked you true? If it is true, what kind of cultivation are you doing? You just want to cultivate a puppet that you can control!"

"Your majesty, what you said is really hurtful. The empress dowager is sincere to you, yet you misinterpret her like this?"

Xi Le couldn't hold back, and opened her mouth to argue.

Shi Jiang raised his hand to stop her from continuing, then turned his eyes and glanced at Yang Jian behind Yang Ji.

"It seems that the emperor has made up his mind a long time ago. As for whether Ai's family will answer or not, it is actually not important anymore."

(End of this chapter)