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A cold wind suddenly blew on the flat ground, making everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

Master Zheng, whose name was just called, suddenly felt a little cold on his back.

He thought to himself, this should be an illusion.

After all, this is the warmest place in Beijing.

How can I feel cold for no reason?

Feng Qing watched the fun while eating melon seeds.

Her friend was watching the fun with her.

It's just that Feng Qing's friend was watching a fake show, while Feng Qing was watching a real show.

Should I say or not, this little emperor is really good-looking, and the main advantage is that he is young and has a lot of hair.

Although Feng Qing had long known that the current emperor was relatively young, he was slightly shocked when he saw the appearance of this high school student.

If the emperor in the legend of Lu Xiaofeng looks like this, then Feng Qing can slap the words "a beautiful woman, but a thief".

But in the final analysis, Feng Qing has no real feelings for this little emperor. If she wants to say that Tang Guoqiang can't make her more involved.

If you want Feng Qing to say, play a big one.

Is it true that the person who sees the funeral is not afraid of getting sick?

Feng Qing's expression is now a little subtle now.

Hua Chaodu is staying in his room at this moment.

The shopkeeper told him not to go out from tonight until tomorrow.

Listening to the shopkeeper's tone, it seems that something big will happen tonight.

Hua Chao couldn't even think about what the shopkeeper was going to do, but this afternoon the shopkeeper asked him to take out all the memorials that had impeached him.

Books and books, all of which his enemies had slandered him.

After reading the memorials for a long time, the shopkeeper suddenly smiled inexplicably.

"What's wrong?" Hua Chaodu asked.

But how did the shopkeeper laugh at these memorials? When Hua Chaodu saw these nonsense memorials, he couldn't help but want to get angry, let alone laugh.

He glanced at the memorial in front of him, which said, [In the past six months, there have been occasions in the imperial court, and this person in the capital of the Hua Dynasty often left the capital without authorization. 】

【The minister thought that this person was probably the one in the gap, and it was the person you entrusted the emperor to look for all the time. 】

Hua Chaodu finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

After all, he knows that the person on the opposite side is the shopkeeper, and this fire cannot be directed at the shopkeeper.

But he is still very puzzled.

Why did the shopkeeper laugh at that time?

At this moment, the first sentence of the memorial in front of the little emperor is written like this.

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[The emperor...is the one who has been looking for. 】

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There are all kinds of unsolved mysteries in this world.

For example, when Feng Qing cut out this sentence and put them together, and finally printed out a "memorial" with a printer.

No one knew what was going on in her head.

She looked down at the shredded pieces of paper on her desk, and silently knocked a melon seed.

Master Zheng over there found that the emperor seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and the atmosphere was unexpectedly strange.

He was a little flustered subconsciously, so he casually started a topic, "Your Majesty, where is the flower director?"

Tonight he thought he was here to discuss the matter of Huachaodu, but looking at the situation now, it seems to be a little different from what he expected.

After being silent for a few seconds, the emperor suddenly said, "What happened tonight has nothing to do with the flower governor."

"It has nothing to do with the flower director?" Master Zheng suddenly froze.

This is something he didn't expect. After all, the person who made the most powerful enemy in the court recently was Huachaodu. He thought that the director of Huachao participated in his book tonight.

Not that person in Huachaodu, who else could it be? ?

"Aiyo, who is this flower director?" Feng Qing's friend asked curiously, "Why do you always feel that mentioning him at this time is a bit inconsistent?"

"Violating the peace? Where is the violation?" Feng Qing turned to look at her friend and asked.

"It's just the same feeling that there should be two people playing tonight, and there shouldn't be a third person." Feng Qing's friend said, "Oh, you say this feeling is strange. ?"

"What happened tonight has nothing to do with the master of the flower, and it has nothing to do with everyone else above the court." As soon as her friend finished speaking, she heard the little emperor say,

When Master Zheng over there heard this sentence, his heart skipped a beat, thinking what the **** is going on with the little emperor? What's so strange about what you said tonight?

He did see the memorial on the table. Although he couldn't see the content, he subconsciously thought that the memorial might impeach him, so he immediately knelt down.

"The minister is guilty."

It stands to reason that kneeling when there is a mistake is definitely the most correct way. Master Zheng was able to survive for so many years, all relying on his unique talent for survival.

The moment he knelt down, he even breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what happened, but go back and let his daughter blow the pillow wind, I guess he will be able to escape this time.

Master Zheng really thinks it well.

It's just that he didn't know, he threw himself on his knees, but Feng Qing was so happy.

Feng Qing's friend looked at Feng Qing's mouth like a big morning glory, and cared a little about Feng Qing's health.

"Is your brain sick? Why are you so happy with such an ordinary plot?"

Feng Qing did not say what she was enjoying.

However, the atmosphere on the screen was suddenly stiff for several seconds.

After a long silence like an ice age, a cold voice finally came from the screen.

"Where is the sin?" said the little emperor.

As a result, less than half a minute after he went out, he suddenly found that the capital seemed to be under martial law.

"What's going on? Why is there such a big movement?" Hua Chaodu asked in surprise.

Speaking of which, he didn't seem to have seen such a state of martial law for a long time. He remembered the last time when the little emperor ascended the throne and his uncle wanted to usurp the throne.

Hua Chaodu looked on the roof with a strange expression, the six doors below were about to block the entire street, just like last time.

And this blockade path is exactly the path that prevents anyone from being able to escape from the capital.

Hua Chao was a little skeptical, did someone else move to the position?

But at present, no one in the imperial court really has the intention, let alone the strength, so who is this battle for tonight?

He suddenly remembered what the shopkeeper said in the daytime, and thought it was for Master Zheng? Stop making trouble, how could Master Zheng have such courage?

When Mr. Zheng heard the emperor's words, his mind was a little dazed.

How does he know where his sin is? He was called in inexplicably at night. He thought he was going to discuss how to deal with Hua Chaodu, but now he suddenly asked him if he was guilty?

Although he did a lot of bad things in private, he didn't know what was written in the memorial, and the more he said, the more mistakes he made.

"Chen...I dare to say it bluntly, I really don't know where I am guilty." Master Zheng's mind moved, and he quickly fell down again.

The little emperor was silent for a while, and suddenly he couldn't stop his anger.

He threw the memorial in his hand, just in front of Master Zheng, "Then what is this?"

His angry shouts shook the entire hall.

Master Zheng picked up the seal with a puzzled look, and just glanced at it, his face suddenly turned pale.

Feng Qing, who was on the side, looked at this change of expression, and suddenly found that the face suddenly turned pale, which is actually feasible in reality.

Oh, it's amazing, how did you do it?

Before her brain circuit was disconnected, she saw Master Zheng walking forward, and in just two seconds, she burst into tears, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty , listen to the old minister to explain..."

"There is no need to explain, someone will quickly drag him away." The little emperor ordered without saying a word.

Several Jin Yiwei immediately appeared beside her, stepped forward to get Mr. Zheng uniform in three or two times, and dragged him away by the way. The whole process was neat and tidy, which made Feng Qing and her friends Congrats again and again.

"Did you see this efficiency? Now some crews are very fooled, dragging individuals and procrastinating." Feng Qing's friend said, "When it's time to finish, go faster, this is not Just Lidu?"

After watching Jin Yiwei drag the person away, the little emperor helped his forehead with a headache, and a man who looked like an old **** came up and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, don't be angry, Zheng The adults can't move for the time being, if you move him, something big will happen in the courtroom tomorrow."

The little emperor's chest heaved violently a few times, Feng Qing always felt that he was holding a fire, but in the end he still sighed a long time.

"Forget it, don't put him in the sky prison first, drag him to the next room, tie him up first, and don't let outsiders know."

Feng Qing patted the melon seed skin on her hands to make her hands cleaner.

"Actually, in my opinion, that memorial is not necessarily written by Master Zheng. Although it is difficult to imitate the handwriting, there are masters who can imitate other people's handwriting flawlessly. Your Majesty, you It still needs to be checked..."

With the words of the old eunuch, the emperor's brows gradually stretched. Obviously, he also had this conjecture in his heart.

As soon as the old **** finished speaking, he suddenly heard a few words from outside.

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"I can't control my mouth, though not on purpose."

"Because what I said, it was my truth."