The return of the late emperor

The Fengwu Palace was burnt down overnight and the matter has not been resolved. His Majesty also avoided the morning court today, and he has not seen any of the masters in the inner palace come out to express his opinion, so the people below My heart is beating drums.Of course, some people are waiting to see a meaningful show.

All in all, this group of people is moving about in a moderate manner, and their eyes and ears have been busy recently with the secret operations they have arranged in the past.

And Mingke here doesn't know that he entered Zhaoping Palace with his front foot, and received news from all directions with his back foot, but it was all false and fake, except for his Huangyin, most people don't have the ability to know the truth, so we don't know. Dare to act rashly.

Min Ke hadn't entered the inner hall, and he was stopped when he arrived at the door, so he stepped aside and watched Xiao Min'er enter the door.

Mao Lin, who was waiting at the same time, tugged at his sleeves and took him to the side hall specially set up to accommodate low-level waiters. He was tortured so much today that he didn't have to be on duty for a few days.This is also the palace's default sympathy for the children below.

It was just the beginning of summer, and it was still a bit chilly. Ming Ke had just walked to the door of the side hall with Mao Lin, when he heard a bang, and when he looked up, he saw a flash of lightning tearing the entire day, and the lead clouds gathered in the sky. The dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and the cold wind suddenly picked up, and the fallen leaves all over the courtyard were rolled up against the ground. It was actually the rhythm of heavy rain in the blue sky and white day.

In such a weather, the waiters in the side hall rushed out in a swarm. Everyone had a broom in their hand, and they scattered in an orderly manner to every corner of the courtyard and began to sweep the fallen leaves.

When they rushed out, Min Ke subconsciously dodged sideways to the side, but it didn't hinder him. On the other hand, Mao Lin was knocked to the ground because he couldn't dodge. , but subconsciously scanned somewhere inside the gate with his peripheral vision, he did indeed see something moving inside just now.

"Really, this gang..."

Mao Lin still held back the swearing, and stood up with Min Ke's strength, but he was not tall, but he was strong, which made Min Ke stagger and almost lost his footing.Seeing this, his previous dissatisfaction with Min Ke's lack of discipline also dissipated a lot.

Min Ke barely stood still, let go of Mao Lin's hand, "What's the matter?"

"The Taijun doesn't like to see fallen leaves in the courtyard. Although this is a side hall, it is unlikely that His Highness will come to these places, but the people below know the rules. It doesn't matter whether it is windy or rainy all year round. , as long as the leaves fall, they have to be cleaned up."

Min Ke silently looked at the waiters whose clothes were soaked outside the eaves of the palace, and was speechless for a while.

In fact, he wanted to say that Ren Ming is not like this, he is not so cold and unkind, that person is always gentle and tolerant towards others, like... a ray of breeze.

What's more, it was never Ren Ming who didn't like fallen leaves, but Yan Qingwei.

Ming Ke suddenly remembered a picture that had been kept in his mind many years ago. It was not him and Ren Ming, but Ren Ming and the son of the Yan family.

Yan Qingwei complained to Ren Ming that it would make people feel bad to see the dead branches and dead leaves, and Ren Ming answered him, whether the leaves are falling or the flowers are blooming, if you are with the one you love, it will be beautiful and the mood will be different. How could it be bad?

At that time, he was hiding not far away, and saw them slowly approaching intimately. The smile on Ren Ming's face when he said that remained in his heart ever since, but it's a pity that the man never smiled like this during the years when he was with him. Pass.

At this moment Min Ke heard the sound of the broom sweeping the dry branches and fallen leaves in the courtyard, and when he thought of that smile like a bright moon and a breeze, his heart was heavy. He thought that Ren Ming had forgotten that person for so many years, but it turned out he hadn't.

"There has always been this rule in this palace?" Min Ke raised his head and asked softly.

"No, about a year ago, Chang Qing and Chang Sui conveyed such meaning to the subordinates." Mao Lin shook his head, and when he mentioned this, he seemed to think of something, and added: "Oh, yes Alright, Changqing Da...brother, he is also in this side hall now."

Min Ke was surprised, lowered his head and asked aloud: "According to what you said just now, this Chang Qing should be of the same rank as that Chang Sui lord, so why did he come here?"

Subconsciously, Mao Lin turned his head to look around, took Ming Kela a few steps away from the gate, and whispered, "It seems that he made a big mistake, the Taijun ordered Brother Changqing not to appear in front of him forever."

"Oh, that's it." Min Ke lowered his eyes, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his expression at the moment.

"You just came out of Duofu Pavilion today, so you don't have to clean it with them, just follow me in first." Mao Lin turned and walked into the door, Min Ke followed behind, resisting the pain in his body, and moved slowly pace.

The low-level waiter's residence, the lighting is not very good, but today it is dark in the daytime, so only a few palace candles illuminate the hall brightly and dimly, barely able to see the general arrangement.

Maolin walked quickly, familiarly found a pair of scissors in one place, walked to the lit palace candles in the four corners of the room, picked up the scissors and began to pick and cut candle flowers, and every time he picked and cut a place, the room was opened again. Brightened up a little.Waiters like them are very familiar with this kind of delicate work.

However, Min Ke raised a little vigilance, since he entered this palace, he always felt that something was wrong, as if there was danger lurking around him.His intuition has never been wrong, after all, the emperor has always been a high-risk occupation, and he has avoided many man-made disasters with this intuition.

"Majesty Wanfu Jinan, thousands of years, thousands of years." A uniform greeting came from outside the hall, and Ming Ke subconsciously turned around and looked at the door.

he came.

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Just before zero o'clock, another short chapter orz

I will continue to stay up late today, there will definitely be rough chapters dropped during the day, okay?