Chapter 22 - Still the mansion of the little white face is comfortable
After sending Xiao Jue away, Tsing Yi lay back on the bed as a waste.
“What did you find while wandering around the Prince Regent’s mansion today?” Tsing Yi tucked the soft fur on the fat cat, her beautiful eyes half-closed.
“His palace is very evil. It is said that there is a mysterious and yellow aura at the feet of the emperor. It is impossible for a place with such a strong evil spirit to appear.” When he mentioned this, the fat cat was angry and meowed: “Master, be careful. I’ve seen it, that place is not a dark eye, and there is nothing in the house that gathers evil spirits, these evil spirits are inexplicable and strange, but the most strange thing is that I have never seen such a clean and pure evil spirit before!”
“It’s really too clean.” Tsing Yi raised her beautiful eyes, showing a look of contemplation, “Those suffocating suffocation makes this seat feel comfortable, comparable to the suffocating pool of our Tsing Yi Hall, so the original suffocating qi appears in the human world. There is a problem, the strangest thing is that those people in the Regent Palace are not affected by the evil spirit.”
The fat cat kept nodding, “Such a pure evil spirit, ordinary ghosts can’t stand it, let alone people? There is a university in the regent’s mansion!”
After he finished speaking, his neck felt cold, and the whole cat was picked up again, facing the woman’s enchanting face, and those beautiful eyes were full of disgust: “You have a lot of judges on the hands of the one-person little white face. Second, what do I need you for?”
Talking about this, Master Cat got excited, and retorted: “It seems that your tricks will work if you hit him, but your illusions won’t work for him again when you are on the carriage!”
Tsing Yi vigorously moved it to the bed, and smiled sullenly: “Yeah, so you are the number one dog under your knees, shouldn’t you take care of the master for a while?”
The fat cat was moved to suspect that the cat was born, and finally escaped the clutches, and quickly said: “It’s not too late to investigate the matter of the little white face, you might as well think about how to clean up the two old witches who are here today.” The fat cat paused for a while, and said sternly:
“Let me remind you again, there is order in the underworld, there are orders in the world, and some rules cannot be touched. If you kill those ordinary people, you will kill them, but like the emperors and empresses in the world, their fates are written separately, that is, After death, the person who went to the underworld of the Beiyin land was not the underworld.
The fat cat knows her temper too well, and she is reckless when she becomes mad, but in fact, the higher the position, the easier it is to be bound by order and rules. If she tries her own way, the result will be more miserable than any ghost.
“You don’t need to remind me.” Tsing Yi closed her eyes and lay back. The fat cat was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard her giggling: “I can’t kill it, but there are always people who can. Can I do it myself?”
The fat cat only felt that the cat was desperate, and sure enough, he couldn’t expect this woman to learn to keep her own feet.
“Forget it, I’m guessing that after eating here today, I’ll stay in peace for two days, and the firepower will be transferred to the front side, and the headache will also be that little white face, but it’s the old witch of the empress dowager… She said what she said. I hate you so much!” The fat cat squatted beside her face, “She seems to disapprove of your marriage with Xiao Jue.”
“Isn’t this very good?” Tsing Yi snorted, and her voice gradually turned sleepy, “Who wants to marry that little white face, anyway, this seat doesn’t look down on it.”
The fat cat licked its paws and slandered quietly: It’s hard to say whether it’s disgusting or it’s easy to lose face to him.
The hall gradually calmed down, the woman on the bed stretched out her graceful posture, she rolled over in a daze, and muttered in a low voice: “It’s still the mansion where the little white face is comfortable to sleep…”
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Du Mingyue’s death caused an uproar in the courtroom. Du Ruhui would not give up easily after losing his son in middle age. He gathered the old officials from his own faction in the court to fight against Xiao Jue.
The forces of the two sides were at a stalemate for nearly a month, and it was not until three consecutive 800-mile expedited good news came from the frontier that the situation completely turned to Xiao Jue’s side.
He returned to Beijing for a month, and the Black Feather Army under his command took down three cities in the sixteen states of Mobei, the enemy country, and opened up the territory of the Yan Dynasty to the outside. stride.
Its prestige was so high that it was prohibitive for a while.
Even if Du Ruhui wanted to attack, he could never choose it at this moment. In the end, Du Mingyue’s death could only end in haste, but Xiao Jue’s insidiousness was that in the end, the Du family suffered a big loss in silence.
Queen Du had secretly sent people to the Ministry of Punishment to deal with Wang Shun, but after all, it was a step too late. Before Wang Shun’s death, he confessed that he ate against the palace maid Shaoyao, and later Shaoyao had an affair with Du Mingyue.
This made the two of them drown when they were having a good time in the pool.
As a result, the black pot was thrown back into the harem again, and was directly detained on Empress Du’s body.
Shaoyao and Wang Shun were both people from her palace, and a mess in the palace also involved people’s lives, which is inevitably shameful. Her queen’s prestige and statement are naturally stained!
This news made Tsing Yi happy for a long time, and praised: the dog is sinister.
As for Queen Du’s side, this time she paid her wife and lost her army, and was punished by the Queen Mother for one month, and copied Buddhist scriptures a hundred times before she could go out.
“You make this palace difficult, and this palace will not make you feel better.” Empress Du gritted her teeth and said, “The old witch of the queen mother couldn’t wait to post it again when she saw Xiao Jue’s strength. I really thought that this palace didn’t know what she was fighting. Wishful thinking, don’t you just want Xiao Jue to regret the marriage, so that he can marry his daughter, the eldest Princess Zunning!”
Empress Du looked at the scroll of Buddhist scriptures in front of her, took a deep breath, and sat down slowly.
“Go ahead and ask Shang Gong Bureau to prepare the princess’ wedding expenses immediately, and then let Qing Tianjian choose a few auspicious days to send to the Queen Mother’s Palace.”
The mother in charge is a little unclear, so she said, “Niangniang, aren’t we trying to prevent the eldest princess from marrying the regent? Why are you helping them manage it?”
“Heh, what do you know?” Empress Du began to study ink carefully, “Princess Zunning has been infatuated with Xiao Jue for so many years, and the Queen Mother dotes on her daughter very much, and she hates Chu Qingyi very much. Deliberately making a big deal, just to let Zunning know about it, do you think that Zunning’s temper will give up?”
When the aunt in charge heard the words, her eyes lit up, and she laughed: “It’s still the mother-in-law’s wit, and the queen mother will definitely come forward to stop her in order to appease the eldest princess Zunning, but it will save us trouble.”
“What this palace wants is more than saving trouble.” Empress Du lowered her beautiful eyes, looking at the thickening ink, her expression became more and more gloomy: “I thought Chu Qingyi was a good-for-nothing useless man, so Mingyue was allowed to go. Approaching her, but obviously Ben Gong has lost his sight, that little **** may have been pretending since the moment he returned to the palace.”
“My brother has Mingyue’s son under his knees. Mingyue died. This time, my brother has lost a lot of money in the previous dynasty. My brother is also quite resentful towards me, and his attitude towards Ling’er has become a lot colder.”
Empress Du’s hand rubbed the ink for a while, and when she raised her eyes, she was full of killing intent, “Xiao must never be killed, but Chu Qingyi must die!”