Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

It wasn't just Lian Qing who was blown up, but also the one sitting in the high position.

"Did I ask you to check?!" Gu Zhiyuan was so angry that he just wanted to throw the book.

"Your Majesty, the crime of framing a royal heir is not light." Wu Yong was righteous, hesitated for a while, and then said, "I don't understand why Your Majesty deliberately concealed it?"

Gu Zhiyuan looked at Wu Yong, his anger went straight to his head, but he dispersed in the middle of the journey.He rubbed his eyebrows and said: "I have my own intentions. Wu Yong, you are a cabinet bachelor and not from Shuntian Mansion, do you know?"

Eunuch Zheng added tea to the side, it was still warm and steaming.

Gu Zhiyuan took a sip from the cup and found that it was Yuqian Longjing instead of his favorite Tieguanyin.For a moment, he frowned, and the cup was placed heavily on the table: "Xiao Zhengzi, Tieguanyin is gone?"

Eunuch Zheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and knelt on the ground: "The slave will go change it right away."

As if thinking of something, Gu Zhiyuan frowned, and stopped Eunuch Zheng: "Don't bother, forget it, all back down."

He waved his hand, with a tired tone and expression.

He is really tired.

After Zheng Gonggong knelt down, he followed Wu Yong out of the imperial study.

"What kind of tea is this?" After leaving the imperial study, Wu Yong gestured to Eunuch Zheng who was walking behind him with his eyes fixed on the teapot in Eunuch Zheng's hand.

"Yuqian Longjing." Eunuch Zheng laughed with him, "Yesterday Master Song came to deliver a catalog of books. After staying here for a while, His Majesty ordered that the one specially brewed is the Yuqian Longjing that Master Song likes to drink. Today The lower court lady's eyesight is clumsy, she forgot things, and that's why she soaked in Yuqian Longjing...Master Wu?"

Wu Yong doesn't need to listen to the following words, they are probably not serious words, or they are not words he likes to hear.

People with discerning eyes are afraid that their eyes are too clear and they can see everything clearly.Smart people are afraid that they are too persistent and demand to understand everything.

Unfortunately, Wu Yong is a smart and discerning person.

Eunuch Zheng glanced at Wu Yong who was walking in a hurry, sighed a little, turned around and gave the teapot to the maid beside him, and asked: "In the future, don't just prepare the Dragon Well before the rain, but also prepare some Tieguanyin, don't miss the wrong person. Master Wu can't compare to Master Song, and everything can't be done carelessly."

The maid was stunned when she heard it, but she also remembered it.People are different from person to person, and the emperor would lose his temper when he saw people.

Gu Zhiyuan held the cup in his hand, looked at it for a while, and finally drank it down in one gulp.

Yuqian Longjing is different from Tieguanyin, with different taste and feeling.

When the tea is exhausted, it is time to draw up the imperial decree.It was the first time for him to do the abolition of the empress. He wrote the imperial decree all afternoon, and stood there to watch after it was finished.

Isn't this what he always wanted?Suppress the Lian family and uproot the Lian family.He has been laying the groundwork for two years, but he has not done anything.Now that there was a valid reason, he didn't know what to do.

Perhaps, as his mother said, he was not fit to be an emperor.Therefore, he was very apprehensive about the position of the emperor.

The position of the emperor, maybe you really can't sit if you want to.

On the second day, Lian Qing's position as empress was abolished and imprisoned in the cold palace, but Concubine Lan was also imprisoned in her own palace in disguise.

Lian Qing was not surprised when he received the imperial decree, on the contrary, he was very calm.

After reading the imperial decree, Eunuch Zheng helped Lian Qing up with his own hands: "Your Majesty, don't blame Your Majesty..."

"Blame him?" Lian Qing smiled, but felt cold in her heart, "Eunuch Zheng, ask His Majesty for me, what did I do wrong? His face is more important than my position? Or is that Song Nanchu really superior! ?" She pushed Eunuch Zheng away, raised her head, and tears covered her face, "Love is stronger than gold, but it's no match for intrigue."

Hearing Eunuch Zheng's message, Gu Zhiyuan lost expression on his face, and muttered, "Love is stronger than gold, but it's no match for intrigue." His eyes were shining, like tears.

He and Lian Qing have been in love since childhood, and they are even more childhood sweethearts than Liu Che and Chen Ajiao who were in the golden house.However, those two fell to the point where you would die and I would be heartbroken.He was afraid that he would kill Lian Qing, and the legal system of a country would kill Lian Qing.

This matter spread to the ears of Song Nanchu outside the palace, and he enjoyed listening to many versions, and he listened to each version over and over again.

Back to the house, but quickly wrote a letter.

There are not many words in the letter, just a simple sentence: it is a good time to bring down Lianjia.

Song Nanchu didn't care who the letter was passed on to.Turning around, he wrote another memorial, but there were many words scribbled on the memorial.

In the afternoon, the memorial was sent to the Imperial Study Room, followed by Shen Yuan being called to the Imperial Study Room. When she came out, her official status was downgraded several levels, from General to Gate Guard, and even the General’s Mansion was confiscated, and she lived back again. The former residence of the guards.

It began to snow in the evening, goose feather heavy snow.

Just as Song Nanchu wanted to rest, Eunuch Zheng called him up, saying that His Majesty called him urgently overnight.He rolled his eyes a few times, put on the fox fur coat that Gu Zhiyuan had given him last time from the cabinet, and then got into the carriage with Eunuch Zheng.

After getting off the carriage, Eunuch Zheng wanted to open an umbrella, but was stopped by Song Nanchu.He didn't want to open an umbrella, let alone open an umbrella, letting the snow fall on the tips of his hair and on his shoulders.

There was a creaking sound as the feet stepped on the snow.The imperial palace at night is very quiet, and it is snowy night again, making it even more quiet and delicate. The sound of "creak creak" was amplified several times in this silent night in an instant, and it rushed into people's ears, causing goose bumps all over the body.

Song Nanchu rubbed his cold hands, his mind was muddled, and he didn't know what to say when he got to the imperial study.He said all that had to be said, and he did all that had to be done.

Eunuch Zheng walked behind Song Nanchu, with his head half down.Now he is more and more unable to understand Master Song's thoughts and ideas, and he always feels that something big is about to happen.

Yes, something was going to happen on this weird night.

"Lord Song, be careful, Your Majesty is not in a good mood today." When he was about to arrive at the imperial study, Eunuch Zheng asked in a low voice while putting away his umbrella.

Song Nanchu nodded, thinking of the memorial he had written in the afternoon, he thought: It would be strange if he was in a good mood.

As soon as he entered the door, before the door was sealed by Mr. Zheng, a memorial flew towards him and fell in front of his eyes.The scroll slid a few times, and then unfolded.

It was the memorial he wrote in the afternoon.

"Song Aiqing's writing is really full of emotion and emotion!" Gu Zhiyuan sat on a chair, wearing only a thin singlet, and a coat that was loosely draped over his shoulders.

Song Nanchu raised his head after asking for peace, with a smile in his eyes: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"Song Nanchu!" Gu Zhiyuan exuded a sinister aura all over his body, "I don't care how you bewitched Ah Qing, just read your memorial for yourself, is this how you treat Shen Yuan?"

"Your Majesty..." Song Nanchu wanted to laugh, "But are you really angry?"

Just one question, it relieved Gu Zhiyuan's anger completely.

"Your Majesty, Wen Qin is not suitable for the battlefield." Song Nanchu pursed her lips, "I don't ask for wisdom to protect myself, and I don't ask His Majesty to let me go. I just hope that Wen Tan can live a better life."

"So you forced me to resign from his official position?" Gu Zhiyuan sneered, "I really want to know how you found out about the Shen family's old accounts!"

Song Nanchu shook his head: "If I want to investigate a person, I naturally have my own means. Killing people for money, cheating with officials, buying and selling people... If these things reach the ears of the Queen Mother, I'm afraid there will be a lot of articles."

"Frame him, and only you can do it." Gu Zhiyuan clenched his teeth, fearing that his impulse would turn the table over.

What the Shen family did was an open business, how could it be possible to do such a thing as murder and extortion?Not to mention buying and selling people.Song Nanchu is purely fabricated, others may check it out, but the queen mother is not happy?She has always wanted to drag Shen Yuan down from the position of general, but now she has such an excuse, even if it is not true, she can make it true!

"Your Majesty will not let Wen Tan fall into danger." Song Nanchu smiled slightly, "Your Majesty's successor should also be decided, right?"

"You think far and wide." Gu Zhiyuan frowned, Song Nanchu's guess was right, he had indeed already figured out who the next emperor would be, "But, I can assure you that the person you think is not the one I think. "

Song Nanchu smacked her lips and raised her delicate eyebrows slightly: "Oh? That minister should think about it."

Looking at Song Nanchu's old, treacherous and cunning appearance, Gu Zhiyuan had no choice but to hate himself for being soft-hearted, and hated Song Nanchu even more.

"How much do you know about Du Sheng?" Gu Zhiyuan suddenly asked, asking vaguely.

"As much as your majesty knows, the minister knows more than your majesty." Song Nanchu curled his lips and smiled wantonly.

Gu Zhiyuan snorted coldly: "You are very confident." As he spoke, he looked through the piles of memorials in front of him, but he couldn't find them, so he reached for the memorial on the front of the desk.Because of bending over and stretching, the clothes on the shoulders slipped to the ground.

In order to facilitate the conversation, he sent out all the maids and eunuchs who served him, so he had to pick up the clothes by himself.Unexpectedly, as soon as he bent down, there was a sudden sharp pain in his body, and then he fell straight to the ground.

With a 'boom', there was a huge muffled sound.

Song Nanchu didn't react at first, his mind went blank.And then, when he realized it, he had already hugged Gu Zhiyuan in his arms, his face was icy cold.

"Gu..." Song Nanchu opened his mouth, suddenly feeling very scared.

Gu Zhiyuan was so painful that he couldn't move, but his consciousness was still there.He could feel someone hugging him, and the faint smell of pen and ink lingered on the tip of his nose.He thought there was no other person besides Song Nanchu.There was a trace of relief in my heart, but there was also a trace of anxiety.

"Gu Zhiyuan..." Song Nanchu still called out the name. The three words that were only hovering at the tip of his pen in his heart before actually popped out of his mouth. He never imagined that this is the situation now.

Some things may have been doomed early on...