Yusui Chang'an

Zheng Cheng sent Gu Qingyun away and when he came back, he looked at the emperor's thoughtful expression and leaned over to hand over the hot tea:

"Your Majesty, Minister Zhao of the Ministry of War has submitted the list of generals who are good at fighting."

At this moment, the emperor had given up the idea of ​​arranging people to join the Dingbei Army. Hearing this, he snorted coldly:
"He handled this matter quickly. Let's leave it alone for now. There's no need to read it."

Zheng Cheng's eyes flashed with a look that was indeed true, and he respectfully took the roster away.

"It seems that the General's Mansion is really alone in Kyoto. Let Dali Temple carefully investigate who those people have been in contact with. Let them check those detained by the Gu family. They also have someone to vent their anger on. Let the Queen pick two novelties. Object, to calm that girl down."

Zheng Cheng smiled and said: "Your Majesty and the Empress are really in tune with each other. The people sent by the Empress to the Lin Mansion have just returned to the palace. Not only the Empress, but almost all the empresses in the palaces have sent things."

The emperor was silent for a moment: "Does Yushu Palace know what happened yesterday?"

Zheng Cheng's eyes flashed slightly: "The Jade Concubine loves purity, and the people who serve her will not talk about outside affairs for fear of disturbing her. However, the Jade Concubine likes Miss Lin the most, and she must want to know. It just so happens that the new lady in the imperial dining room I made some cakes and sent some to the Jade Concubine."

Seeing the emperor looking through the memorial without saying a word, Zheng Cheng summoned his chamberlain to serve him and went to Yushu Palace in person.
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In Fengqi Palace.

When the queen knew that Zheng Cheng had gone to Yushu Palace with cakes, she felt that her hair had turned a few gray with anger.

"The prince has suffered such a great injustice, yet your majesty has left it alone and still has the leisure to deliver food to that cold-faced hypocrite!"

Xi'er: "Mom, please calm down. It's probably Director Zheng who sent it himself in order to please His Majesty."

The queen glanced at her sideways:
"Since His Majesty ascended the throne to now, he, Zheng Cheng, has spent more time with Your Majesty than this wife of mine. He has never even been reprimanded. Why should he do such a thing again? His Majesty must have given instructions. A wife is really not as good as a concubine. It’s better to steal!”

Shunyi exclaimed: "Mother, you cannot say this."

The queen was furious for a moment, but when she realized it, she felt something was wrong. Her eyes were like poison, and she glanced at the servants in the hall. Feeling a chill on the back of his neck, the servant knelt on the ground and heard nothing.

Shunyi said sternly: "For half a word, I'll pull out your tongues! Get down."

Xi'er and his servants retreated tremblingly as if they were being pardoned.

Shunyi turned around, met the Queen's scrutinizing eyes, and quickly lowered her eyes and bowed.

"Shunyi, being too soft-hearted in this palace is not a good thing."

Shunyi lowered her body by two points again, respectfully.

The Queen withdrew her gaze: "How did you go about the task assigned to you?"

"In order to avoid finding out the source, I was extremely careful. There have been a lot of rumors in the palace in the past two days."

Queen: "Look, tomorrow will be a nice day. The two princesses from Yeliang and Pingnan are invited to the palace. Since they have the intention of getting married, it is not good to keep delaying them."
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North of the city.

A simple and elegant house with a closed door. A pair of exquisitely carved and majestic stone lions at the door show the past glory of the house.

Gu Ruizhou, who was leading the horse, stood next to the stone lion and felt someone peeking inside the door, but did not look back, nor did he feel any dissatisfaction at being shut out.

He raised his head and glanced at the stone lion, which was much taller than him. He caressed the horse's mane leisurely, as if he would not leave until the owner saw him.

After a long time, the door opened one person wide, and a middle-aged man in a gray plain shirt stood inside the door and saluted:
"General Anbei, the master of the family has invited you." (End of this chapter)