Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

The Secretary of the Ministry of War stood a hundred meters away from the camp. Looking at the camp where there was no movement, Lao Gao frowned and felt a little worried in his heart.

According to His Majesty's wishes, he discussed with the Minister of Household Affairs to reduce expenses to a certain extent, but he did not expect that it would cause agitation in the military camp outside the imperial city.

At this moment, a group of generals poured out like a tide and lined up on both sides. Xiao Huanzhi, who was wearing a black cloak, walked out from the middle. Facing his half-smiling gaze, the Minister of War suddenly changed his expression.

Why did he alert the regent so quickly? ?

"See you, Your Majesty... I wonder why Your Majesty is here?"

The corner of Xiao Huanzhi's lips curled up slightly, and he said leisurely: "Why is Lord Shangshu here? Why is Gujiu here... Could it be that Lord Shangshu wants to change his residence? How dare he deduct military pay, causing the military camp to be in danger of mutiny... Someone, please escort Master Shangshu down!"

The Minister of War's face changed drastically when he heard this. He did not expect that the regent would not give him any face and would directly arrest him to appease people's hearts.

Following Xiao Huanzhi's gentle wave, a group of soldiers stepped forward and surrounded the Minister of War and the chief attendants around him.

When the generals around him saw this, some had complicated expressions and some had happy expressions.

But no one knew that Xiao Huanzhi was just taking the opportunity to show his favor to a certain girl.

In the next two days, while Xiao Huanyi was balancing and appeasing the court, he secretly sent people to look for Zhu Baishao.

Zhu Xingju, Zhu Baishao and Wen Yan would take advantage of Bi Tao's absence to discuss how to deal with the Minister of Rites.

They already knew about the imprisonment of the Minister of War. Zhu Bai Shao did not expect that Xiao Huanzhi would take action faster than her.

At today's court meeting, after verbal and written criticism from the civil and military ministers, the Ministers of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household were suspended from their posts pending participation.

Zhu Baishao planned to go and deal with the Minister of War at night.

Wen Yan, on the other hand, thought more, such as why Zhu Baishao hid when he saw Xiao Huanzhi, such as the traces behind her ears, such as the complicated look in her eyes when he mentioned Xiao Huanzhi...

In addition, when playing chess with him yesterday, Xiao Huanzhi accidentally asked, "Brother Wen, why do you think a man thinks of a woman from time to time?"

There is also the transfer of secret guards in the palace...

Wen Yan had a guess in his mind that he didn't want to believe. He hesitated several times but couldn't ask.

"...According to the custom of the Minister of Rites, he will take his family to Jinhua Temple outside the imperial city to offer incense and pray for blessings in three days. If we want to take action, it is best to do it at Jinhua Temple..."

Wen Yan suppressed his thoughts, put the maps he collected on the table, and began to analyze the layout of Jinhua Temple with Zhu Baishao and discuss plans.

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The night was dark, and the night wind of late spring blew the peach trees in the courtyard, blowing off the few remaining peach blossom petals, and the lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed accordingly.

At this moment, Zhu Baishao, wearing a black robe, came out of Zhu Xingju.

With the systematic guidance, she easily found the residence of the Minister of War. The defense was tighter than that of the prime minister's residence, so it took her a lot of effort.

Zhu Baishao walked all the way towards the backyard, but on the way he saw a plump and beautiful woman wiping her tears as she walked. There was a maid beside her, who was persuading in a low voice, "Madam, the master has been suspended. It was when I was in a bad mood that I lost my temper with you, please don’t take it personally..."

The beautiful woman flicked the handkerchief and said angrily: "He is depressed, and I am also depressed! He relied on my family's connections to climb up, and he still shames me. I think he, a minister, doesn't do it!"

"Madam, this is not a good thing to say..." The maid looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see him. "The master is always very kind to his wife."

"Humph, that's all. If he likes to sleep in the study, let him sleep there..."

As the master and servant walked away, Zhu Baishao followed the path they came from.

In the study, the Minister of War was sitting behind the desk with a gloomy look on his face. He looked at the letter sent to him by the Prime Minister. His hands were shaking slightly and he suddenly slapped the letter onto the desk.

"What a time to bide your time! What a bunch of pigs and mengy dogs who can take advantage of the situation!!"

He stood up and paced in front of the desk, his eyes showing his thoughts, "No, I can't fall out with him yet..."

The Minister of the Ministry of War suddenly thought about it, took up his ink and pen, wrote a letter, and called out: "Come here!"

The wooden door creaked and someone pushed it open from the outside.

Footsteps sounded, and then got closer and closer, but there was no other sound except the footsteps.

The Minister of the Ministry of War, who was gently drying the handwriting, noticed something was wrong. He looked up suddenly and saw Zhu Baishao in black robes.

Suddenly my heart trembled.

He glanced at the open door of the study and knew that the servants outside were in a bad mood. He did not shout loudly, but frowned and asked, "Who sent you?"

Zhu Baishao pulled down his mask, revealing his true appearance.

Seeing the beautiful woman with a cold face in front of him, the Minister of War frowned more and more, "Who are you?"

"The one who came to kill you."

"My name is Zhu Baishao. When you wiped out the Zhu family ten years ago, you should have been mentally prepared for retribution..."

Zhu Baishao didn't want to be like other villains who said a lot of harsh words before being overturned, so she decided to say a few words less.

He walked forward slowly, ignoring the sudden change in the face of the Minister of War, and continued: "I think it is better for you to leave a last letter while you are still alive, detailing your evil deeds, and then hang yourself..."

[Lipstick of the Enchantress: 3 points, put on the lipstick, as long as you say "I think...", people who see you will listen to you, time limit is 15 minutes, universal, consumable. 】

The Minister of War's expression gradually became dull. He put down the letter he had written before and began to write again at his desk.

Zhu Baishao picked up the letter he had written before and scanned it. As she expected, it was a spineless flattery addressed to the Prime Minister who bowed his head in submission.

She placed the letter on top of the candle and watched as one corner of the letter was ignited by the flames, and then the entire letter burned. When it almost reached her fingertips, she threw the letter away.

After the Minister of War finished writing, he tore off a section of the curtain from the eaves column and hung it on the beam. He moved the stool, knotted the curtain, hung his head on it, and kicked off the stool.

By this time, 15 minutes had passed and he had regained consciousness.

His face was red from holding back, his legs were weak to kick, and his arms tried hard to grab the rope around his neck, but he obviously did not have such good physical strength. After struggling for a long time, his face became more and more bruised from holding back.

Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Zhu Baishao pulled up his mask, turned around and evacuated quickly.

[Host, the Son of Destiny is outside. 】The system suddenly reminded.

Zhu Baishao raised his eyebrows, was Xiao Huanzhi outside? What was he doing outside the residence of the Minister of War? Could it be that he was waiting for him?

A new version of "waiting for the rabbit"?

But she didn't hide, she just pretended not to know, followed the previous path and went out. When her body climbed over the high wall, she fell into Xiao Huanzhi's arms as expected.

Xiao Huan put one hand on her shoulders and the other around her waist, which was less than a grasp, and felt warm and fragrant.