Star Trace Gate

In front of Emperor Wanwu, Ren Ye chirped at the Third Prince vigorously, then got up and left the bamboo house.

He walked quickly all the way, preparing to go to the court room outside the palace to rest and wait for the court meeting in the evening.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left Yingyue Lake, he saw Lord Rat leading Sister Qingping to meet the emperor.

The two passed by each other, and Ren Ye winked at her and said in a voice transmission: "It is time to use force. Sister Qingping, don't confront the emperor head-on. You can say some soft words and get the best benefits."

The dragon head raised his chin, put his hands behind his back, and said in a dignified manner: "I understand."

"Let's talk it over. If necessary, we can also fight for some benefits for Qingliang Mansion." Ren did not miss any opportunity to make money: "At worst, I will let my beloved concubine take you to the migration area, perm your hair, and put some nail polish on your feet, so that you can be a handsome man."

"Humph."

The dragon head's pretty face turned red, and he quickened his pace as if he was running for his life.

……

A quarter of an hour later, inside the bamboo house.

The dragon head lifted the corner of his white shirt, knelt down and saluted as a commoner, and shouted with a blank expression on his pretty face: "I, Ao Qingping, greet the emperor. Long live the emperor."

"Stand up." Emperor Wanwu spoke in a dignified voice. He just lowered his head to look at the memorials on the table, but did not even look at Ao Qingping.

The dragon head stood up and stood there gracefully with his back straight.

The bamboo house was quiet, with only the rustling sound of Emperor Wanwu flipping through memorials from time to time.

The dragon head had a calm expression and his movements were neither hurried nor slow. He just stood there and watched coldly.

After a long while, Emperor Wanwu frowned slightly and took the initiative to speak: "The imperial envoy brought my oral order to Meishan County, ordering you not to mobilize the bandit army. Not only did you disobey my order, but you also sent troops to occupy the three places in Lingnan. You neither withdrew the troops nor returned them. Your attitude is extremely arrogant."

"Ao Qingping, do you really think I dare not accuse you of treason?"

His voice was hoarse, his face was grim, and he exuded an indescribable sense of oppression.

However, the Dragon Head stood there and responded in a clear and dignified voice: "If Your Majesty wants to kill me, wouldn't I have died even if I didn't rebel? If Your Majesty doesn't want to kill me, I secretly spread six million star sources in an attempt to buy the three Lingnan prefectures, and then I escaped from prison halfway after the incident... Then Your Majesty also has a way to help me get rid of the crime."

"This country belongs to your majesty. Whatever you say is what matters."

The Dragon Head not only deceived Emperor Wanwu, but also used Ren as an example, which can be said to be a two-pronged attack.

When Emperor Wanwu heard this, he was so angry that he stomped his feet secretly, but his heart was full of helplessness.

Looking at the entire southern border, there are many spoiled ministers and royal relatives, but the only one who dares to speak ill of him in person is this girl without official uniform.

Of course, the cowardly third son is also good at being sarcastic and disgusting, but he knows how to control the degree very well. He is the type of person who is crazy about seeking death, but can also be crazy about saving himself.

"You are scolding the laws of my Lich Kingdom, which are meaningless; you are scolding me for being incompetent and willful!"

"I dare not." The dragon head blinked his honest little eyes and kept staring at Emperor Wanwu's face.

"Don't you dare?"

Emperor Wanwu subconsciously raised his head and raised his eyebrows, "Then why don't you retreat the bandit army and occupy the three places in Lingnan?!"

"In the border areas, there are bandits among the people and people among the bandits. After Bau's rebellion, there is no turning back. He may massacre the city and plunder the property at any time, causing unpredictable consequences. I ordered the troops to be dispatched, firstly for the innocent people, and secondly to appease the concerns of tens of thousands of brothers in the mountains about their relatives in the city." The Dragon Head replied bluntly: "Besides, I have never regretted it. If Your Majesty asks me a hundred times, I will not obey your order. As for why the bandit army did not retreat afterwards, it is not my fault, but Your Majesty's."

"Why me?" The skinny old man subconsciously raised his voice.

"The bandits don't retreat because they don't trust the court. They are afraid that if there is another court fight, the rebels will come back and hurt their relatives and plunder their money." The Dragon Head confronted him, "However, these bandits that your majesty hates are, at their core, just a group of hungry and poorly clothed bandits. If your majesty is truly the best in civil and military affairs of the time; if the court is truly diligent and honest, and at its peak... then even if I beat the gongs and drums every day and spend all my wealth recruiting soldiers, I don't think anyone would be willing to give up their peaceful lives and do these bloody things."

"So, the reason why the bandit army refused to retreat lies with Your Majesty and the court, not with me." She spoke madly and sharply, "As for whether there are factions rampant in the court, corruption is rampant, and whether Your Majesty is incompetent... I think this is not something that can be judged by history books or some high-ranking ministers, but it is left for future generations in Southern Xinjiang to judge..."

"Be bold!"

Emperor Wanwu was completely defeated. He threw the memorial paper to the ground, pointed at Ao Qingping with shaking hands and shouted, "Someone, come... drag this traitor, oh no, this sharp-tongued and unruly woman away and chop her into pieces."

The dragon head looked at him with a very comfortable and happy expression.

Many major events had happened in Southern Xinjiang recently, but none of them had caused Emperor Wu to lose his composure, and he had never lost his temper. But today, when he faced this old minister, he could not help but want to argue with him, and if he couldn't win, he would kill him.

"Tap!"

Outside the door, a row of guards rushed in.

"Oh, please calm down, Your Majesty!" Lord Rat rushed in, kneeling in front of the dragon head, and shouted, "Your Majesty, this girl Qingping is still young, she doesn't understand your worries, nor does she understand the weight of a country. Her words are rude and disrespectful... But I think she has no ill intentions. I hope you will forgive her this time for the sake of the old Dragon Lord."

"Drag him away and chop him off." Emperor Wanwu was still furious.

Lord Rat almost rolled to the side of Emperor Wanwu, grabbed his arm and shook it violently, saying, "Your Majesty, calm down! It's not easy for a woman like her to be in a world full of rough men and to run such a big chess game in the border area. Please spare her life because she has protected the three areas of Lingnan and has never caused any major trouble!"

The request for mercy also needs to be on point, and the emperor must be given enough steps before the other party can take the first step. And the two sentences that Lord Rat said happened to be on point.

Emperor Wanwu's chest rose and fell. After a long silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "You damn girl, if it weren't for...!"

"Your Majesty, if it's not something else, then is it possible that you are just giving my father some face?" The Dragon Head came here today with anger in his heart.

She looked at the emperor and said coldly, "When the young prince Huai entered the Dragon Lord's Mausoleum, he saw that my father's coffin had been smashed, and the coffin lid was turned over on the ground, with the rotting body and bones exposed inside the coffin. Inside the tomb, there was a hole dug that was longer than the spiritual tunnel... He couldn't rest in peace after his death, so how could he have any face? It was just the fate that an abandoned minister deserved."

When Emperor Wanwu heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

The 36d breasts on the dragon head's chest, which were crushed by the laws of physics, were heaving violently, and his eyes were filled with tears, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Ugh."

Emperor Wanwu let out a long sigh: "You still know about this matter."

"You knew this already?!" The dragon head looked shocked.

"There was a person of extremely high rank who secretly entered the Dragon Lord's Mausoleum." Emperor Wanwu replied calmly, "I am also investigating."

The dragon head pursed his lips and said nothing more.

"Ugh."

Emperor Wanwu slowly stood up, walked around the kneeling Rat Lord with his hands behind his back, and whispered, "You want to lead the three regions of Lingnan?"

If others heard this, they might have shirked responsibility or said something humble, but the Dragon Head raised his chin and said, "Who else but me?!"

"Humph."

Emperor Wanwu sneered: "The court is not the martial arts world."

"I am not a Bau either." The dragon head responded calmly.

"Okay, let's wait and see." Emperor Wanwu looked back at her, "However, before you lead the three Lingnan regions, I still need to see if this bandit army can be used, and to what extent. You must gather 50,000 bandit troops and enter Qingliang Prefecture within three days."

"I obey your order." The dragon head clasped his fists, his brows revealing a heroic spirit that was not afraid of life and death: "50,000 bandits, just attack one path. If you lose, I, Ao Qingping, will cut off my own head and hang it on the gate of Lingnan Prefecture to show your majesty that you are as good as a god and that the bandits are of no use."

"it is good."

Emperor Wanwu actually admired Ao Qingping's enthusiasm. After he responded, his expression eased a little: "Have you had your meal?"

The dragon head pursed his lips: "Not yet."

"Go, bring all my memorials to the table, and then go to the side hall with me to have dinner." Emperor Wanwu kindly instructed.

Unexpectedly, the dragon head smiled slightly, bowed respectfully and said: "Your Majesty, I have been spoiled since I was young, and I am loved by the elders of my clan... I was born not to do rough work. If I accidentally destroy your Majesty's memorial, even eight hundred heads will not be enough to chop off."

Get out of here, quickly and easily.

Emperor Wanwu stared with his eyes wide open and pointed silently towards the door.

"I'll take my leave. Long live the emperor!" After the dragon head saluted swiftly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he left the bamboo house with excited small steps.

"Yes, I have spoiled her over the years."

After Emperor Wanwu cursed angrily, he sat back in his chair angrily.

Lord Rat quickly stood up and personally poured a cup of antipyretic tea for the emperor: "In fact, this old servant doesn't understand why your majesty loves Qingping so much."

"Ugh."

Emperor Wanwu lifted his chin with a lonely look, looked out of the bamboo house, and said softly: "When I was young, I never felt anything, but now that I am old, I always think of the past and the old people..."

"You are in your prime, how can you say you are old?" replied Lord Rat.

Emperor Wanwu shook his head and said no more.

In fact, not only Lord Rat didn't quite understand, even the princes and royal family members in the palace didn't quite understand why the old emperor was always so tolerant of Qingping.

Some of them speculated that the old Dragon Lord's former subordinates were still around and had a very deep foundation, so the Emperor was so indulgent to her for the sake of the Tianlong clan.

Some speculate that the Qianli Green Camp occupied the frontier area and had more prestige than the government in the local area, so Emperor Wu had to use her and tolerate her...

There are also rumors that the little dragon lord has inherited all the heritage of the Tianlong clan and is involved in the secrets of the Wushen clan, so she can be so willful.

In short, there are all kinds of rumors out there, and they are all very diverse and plausible.

But only the old emperor himself knew that the death of the Dragon Lord was full of surprises.

Moreover, he had been thinking about the old times for some reason in his heart recently, and he had many regrets, guilt, and helplessness...

……

At the end of Shen Shi.

All the cabinet ministers of the Lich Kingdom, the elders of the clan, the heads of the six ministries, and the officials of the three major ministries of War, Revenue, and Personnel, all rushed to the court room at this moment, waiting for the court meeting to begin after the You hour.

This group of people filled several court rooms, talking to each other or glancing at Ren Ye from time to time.

Ren Ye didn't know any of these old guys and was too lazy to pay attention to them. He just sat at his desk and drank tea.

Not long after, the Third Prince walked in, looked at Ren Ye excitedly, winked at him, then walked closer and sat next to him without any hesitation.

"Brother, have you completed the task I asked you to do?" He shook the wide sleeves of his official uniform and asked directly.

Ren looked at him without hesitation and gave him a look that said "it's settled".

The Third Prince looked at him as if he were looking at his son, his eyes were kind and full of satisfaction: "This prince is the most reasonable. Since you arranged for me, I will also arrange for you... Ten carts of firearms must arrive at Qingliang Mansion within three days. Among them are priceless third-grade magic weapons and other siege weapons."

"No problem. But my brothers will never forget that passionate night." Ren also pointed out to him.

The Third Prince was stunned for a moment. "This is not difficult to do. When I get back, I will instruct my servants to hide the group of singing girls they used last time in the carriage and sneak them in together."

Ren nodded slightly and gave him a steady-as-an-old-dog look again.

"Hehe... It's really a pleasure to discuss things with you." The third prince smiled nervously and whispered, "Today's court meeting has put a lot of pressure on me. I may have to have a bloody fight with these old guys."

Ren Ye immediately showed a wary look.

"Brother Huai Wang, rest assured. I will never let you fall into the same trap twice."

"Are you saying that? It's a good thing?" Ren Ye gritted his teeth.

"...Shh, I need to think carefully before I utter the obscene words in the court meeting. Please stop making noise." The third prince said seriously.

"Neuropathy."

"brush!"

Just as the two were committing adultery, a woman suddenly walked into the court room and looked around quickly with her eyes.

Finally, she fixed her eyes on Ren Ye and walked over with a gust of fragrant wind.

When the ministers in the house saw a woman entering, they wanted to scold her, but after seeing the woman's face clearly, they held back.

"Excuse me, are you His Royal Highness Prince Huai?" A pleasant voice echoed in my ears.

Ren also looked up suddenly and saw a dignified-looking girl dressed in the clothes of a palace maid, blinking her big, lively eyes and looking at his peerless beauty.

"You are……?"

He asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"My master would like to invite you to come out of the court room and have a chat." The girl had a smile on her face and her voice was soft.

Ren was stunned and turned to look at the third prince.