Born short-lived

The gloom on the empress's face became a little bit heavier, she was extremely disgusted with this tone, but she could only keep her words in her heart, if she said it, then her position would probably betray her original intention.The emperor's attitude must be ambiguous, and the ministers can be black or white, but she can't.

As expected, Qiu Cangyang is young and energetic. He only came to the cabinet for a few days, and dared to fight with those veterans with beards longer than pens in the Golden Luan Hall. It was thanks to Zhou Zirong and Dong Sheng who kept him in secret. Otherwise, even if the queen can tolerate this grasshopper, no one else can tolerate him.

There is no emperor who does not want pure ministers, but whether or not pure ministers can be kept, in the end, it is not up to the ruler alone.

The queen watched silently, and the more she watched, the more she felt that this group of people might fight if they continued to quarrel. She narrowed her eyes habitually, then stared again, raised her eyes, and shouted under her breath: "OK Already! I have my own sense of propriety, how decent is the ability to speak and speak in the hall!"

After this sentence was shaken, no one dared to utter a word anymore. The few old officials who jumped the most fiercely just now were given a stern look by the Queen, so they could only retreat angrily, and paused in a muffled voice. Said "Your Majesty forgive me".

Qiu Cangyang glanced at those old men, disdainful, he straightened his neck and straightened his spine, and shook the back of their heads—fortunately, he wasn't too harsh, and he knew to some extent that he had lost his way before, so he played with his temper Temperament, the gift of a monarch and a minister cannot be lost, so he knelt down and kowtowed to the queen.

The queen glanced around in satisfaction, seeing that the group of people had finally calmed down, she breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the papers lined up on the table, cleared her throat, and said slowly: "By the way, I presented it yesterday. It is said that the envoy from Sha'an is coming to present a gift, and we will reconcile the old relationship...Since I have this heart, I can't drive him back, so what...ah, the Ministry of Rites and the Department of Foreign Affairs, how are the preparations going?"

Jiang Kun was taken aback for a moment, then secretly startled—why so fast?

No one informed him in advance, and now at this juncture where he can't get up or down, isn't this going to force him to die?

At this time, the people from the Department of Foreign Affairs had already stood up, and said with a pause: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Northern Foreign Affairs Department has welcomed the Sha'an envoy into Guanzhong, Zhuo personally received him, and will arrive in Huajing City in a few days. The Foreign Affairs Office of the Palace It's been taken care of."

After the Secretary of Foreign Affairs finished speaking, everyone's eyes shifted to the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. He hesitated for a moment, then shook his sleeves and asked for instructions: "I don't know... what kind of courtesy does Your Majesty want?"

This is indeed a problem. They just fought a battle with Sha'an, and the northern border area was almost ruined by them. Thanks to them, the refugees from the north and the south have tortured the Huaxu court so far. Who doesn't hate it? Shaan's teeth itch with hatred.

The queen frowned, and said in a deep voice, "According to the courtesy of the allies."

Of course, she also has her own reasons. The so-called distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. No matter what, Sha'an still borders Huaxu.Now that no one can swallow the other, it is better to give each other a step, and the days to come will be better.

People in northern Xinjiang need stability, and the common people don't care if the court has enough prestige, let alone whether they can win a gamble, as long as they can live a good life in peace - this is the big plan now, what else to say It's all false.

The queen lowered her eyes, raised the corners of her eyes, and looked around without any trace. When her eyes swept over Jiang Kun, she was very sensitive to catch a trace of strangeness in his expression. She raised her eyebrows and said "um", Asked: "What does Jiang Qing think?"

Jiang Kun was originally thinking about something on his mind, but he hadn't had a good night's sleep during this period of time, his complexion was extremely bad, his eyes were blue, and he looked like a hanged ghost at night, and his spirit was also a little trance. Mingcai came back to his senses, instinctively stunned for a moment, but it was not in vain that he had been struggling in the court for more than ten years, and his reaction was extremely fast.

He immediately put on a bitter face, frowned tightly, and asked an insignificant question in a gesture of concern for the country and the people: "This... I am using the gift of the allies, and I am afraid that I will be ridiculed by foreign countries... ..."

The queen snorted coldly, and said with a straight face: "It's ridiculous, how can a false name cause real disasters, security is the foundation of a country, a big country should be magnanimous... Is it possible that I, Hua Xu, should be swayed by gossip?"

Jiang Kun immediately panicked and said: "It's...it's the minister's short-sightedness...the sage is wise!"

Qiu Cangyang rolled his eyes coldly, but his heart sank slowly.

Of course Jiang Kun is not the kind of person who would flirt with such clumsy words. He has always been exquisite in all aspects, and his fur is better than that of a monkey. —It is definitely not a trivial matter to make him distracted until he has to use this kind of trick to smooth things over.

The queen also vaguely felt that something was wrong, but just one matter about King Bei Zhao was enough to give her a headache, and she really couldn't concentrate on thinking about such trivial matters.She took a deep breath, lowered her head and rubbed her sore brows, she was old enough to be disobedient, she was no longer the youthful and vigorous person she was before, she was in the harem at night, and the next day she was able to plan strategies, kill and make decisions in the court.

People's energy is limited. As soon as she gets old, the back of her head will swell when she has too many things, and she doesn't have the courage of the past.

Seeing that the queen was indifferent, Qiu Cangyang glanced at Jiang Kun again. He couldn't help it, so he stood up in person and said expressionlessly: "Master Jiang seems to be in a bad mood, and I don't know why he is so troubled here? Why don't you just stay at home and recuperate?" .”

When he said "too much trouble", he specially raised his voice, the empress was slightly startled, and slowly raised her eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Yushi immediately jumped out and said in a strange way: "Lord Qiu really pays attention to everything."

Jiang Kun didn't follow up, his expression was a little stiff.

He originally thought that if the fourteen spirits of Tianshan Mountain were used for two consecutive assassinations, it would not be impossible to kill Zhou Zirong—but Zhou Zirong not only survived, but also seemed to be alive and kicking, and the reaction was great. The territory is patrolled by heavy troops, and an army of 50 is gearing up.

This was undoubtedly a silent threat. Zhou Zirong had never fought such a big battle against Panyang people——Jiang Kun thought, this is what Zhou Zirong did to show him on purpose.

Yes, even if he can deploy in the palace while the crown prince is unable to leave the East Palace, Zhou Zirong is far away in the East China Sea, with 50 elite soldiers under his command—the navy is also an army, and Luo Geng, who is acting as the agent of Southern Xinjiang, is Zhou Zirong's old friend. The boy from the Zhuo family in northern Xinjiang wanted to recognize the prince as his godfather.

But that person was about to arrive, and Jiang Kunzhan couldn't afford to look back and forth. It seemed that they were trying to drive ducks to the shelves.

Jiang Kun's eyes darkened, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said quietly: "Thank you, Mr. Qiu, for your concern. Jiang is fine."

Qiu Cangyang glanced at the empress again, seeing that she still didn't say anything, so he could only temporarily swallow the breath back.

Dong Sheng finally woke up after seven days. He almost caused the fine iron whip of Xuantian Pavilion to be paralyzed. The two Xuantian guards who were in charge of execution were extremely dark. After going down, his skin was torn apart. After three hundred lashes, his entire back was ripped apart, and the Xuantian Palace was so cold that it made people refreshed. He persisted until the last lash before successfully passing out.

The ground was so cold that it was about to freeze, and the hot blood seemed to be still steaming white.Although he was sane at the time, his eyes could not see clearly after two hundred lashes, and he began to think wildly.Once an extremely weird thought flashed through his mind - he thought, wouldn't it be ugly to have a scar with his back pumped like this, and then when he was intimate with that person again in the future, wouldn't he just have to It's facing right now.

And when he woke up, there was no one around him, the charcoal fire in the stove had been burned out for a while, and the room was cold.The servants in the East Palace had been removed long ago, and there was only a certain time every day when someone would come to help him change his dressing and wash his body.

No one came to help him, and he couldn't get out of bed by himself. He tried to hold himself up with his hands, but found that his whole body was numb.

And when he moved a little, there was a heart-piercing pain in his back, he gasped, his chest heaved violently a few times, and almost burst into tears from the pain.

Dong Sheng let out an unbearable sob, cold sweat broke out on his pale forehead, and blue veins burst out.

"Hiss..." He hoarsely yelled "Rebirth" a few times, his voice was like rags with torn threads, he yelled for a long time but there was no movement. Tried calling out a few times.

He is weak in spiritual power now, and he is afraid that even if he hears it in the next life, he will not be able to transform it.

The room was getting colder and colder, Dong Sheng was so tired that he was sweating profusely even by raising his hand to tuck himself in a quilt. Fortunately, the quilt was quite thick, otherwise the injured person could not tolerate the cold, he was really afraid that he would be frozen alive die in bed.

Unable to call anyone, Dong Sheng had no choice but to lie obediently on his stomach. His body was still warm, but his hands and feet were cold. He almost felt that there were two popsicle sticks below his knees.

He lay down on his stomach and fell asleep in a daze. He was drowsy all night, and in the middle of the night, it seemed that someone came to his bed to help him tuck the quilt.But he was too tired, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't lift them up, so he thought it was someone who came to help him change his medicine, so he didn't think much about it, and he vaguely heard someone standing next to him on the way Sniffing, as if crying, but he soon lost consciousness again.

Then the room began to warm up slowly, and his mind became more and more drowsy, and his sleep became more deadly.

He didn't wake up again until the next day when he was three poles high.

The window was opened, and the sunlight came in from the outside, which was a bit dazzling, so he squinted his eyes and turned his face away, and then he saw that the past life had moved a chair from nowhere and was sitting in front of him, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of tears. She stared at him motionlessly, her eyes were still red, and when she saw that he was awake, she opened her mouth expressionlessly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you awake?"