[Comprehensive Martial Arts+Red Mansion] National Master Wushuang

"Dream interpretation?" Inside the Qintian Prison, Zhen Po looked at the few little yellow gates who came to summon him in surprise.

"Yes, Mr. Jianzheng, please come with our family. Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager are waiting." Several little Huangmen said anxiously.

This is a good opportunity, just in time to recognize the face of the imperial concubine, Zhen Po stood up and said: "The father-in-law, please lead the way."

Zhen Po followed Xiao Huangmen all the way and thought that even if the dream of the emperor and concubine is an ordinary dream, it must be treated with high standards, especially now, on the cusp of the storm, the empress dowager had an inexplicable dream. Speaking of the reality of this dream, how to deal with it is also a problem.

Stepping into the hall, he saluted respectfully and according to the etiquette he had learned. Zhen Yan seemed to casually raise his eyes to look at the imperial concubine who was sitting on the hall in elegant palace attire, and then quickly lowered his head.

The imperial concubine's gaze froze suddenly, the pair of phoenix eyes were so familiar, they seemed to be carved out of the same mold as the eyes of the old man.

Zhen Po only noticed that the breath above was a little disordered, but he didn't want to hear a gentle female voice, "The supervisor is upright and raises his head."

Zhen Po raised his head obediently, following the etiquette he had learned, his eyes wandered, and did not meet the eyes of the empress dowager.

Sure enough, it was not an illusion!The empress dowager's breathing became heavy. She had seen these eyes countless times in dreams. Although the emotions in the eyes that appeared in the dreams were different from those in these eyes, she would never mistake them.

The imperial concubine couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, her slender nails made crescent-like red marks in her palms, but she didn't seem to feel it at all.

"Where is the prisoner?" The imperial concubine couldn't help the surging emotions in her heart, and asked eagerly. The emperor gave her a surprised look. The imperial concubine has always been calm and reserved. Books, talent and knowledge are not inferior to the ministers in the court, why did he suddenly lose his composure today.

Seemingly aware of her gaffe, the imperial concubine straightened her body, and a look of anxiety flashed in her almond eyes.

"The lower official is from Hecheng County in the south of the Yangtze River." Zhen Po said according to the fake identity Lin Ruhai had given him, but he couldn't figure out the purpose of the empress dowager's question in his heart.

"Hecheng County in the south of the Yangtze River?" The Empress Dowager raised her brows slightly.

"Yes," Zhen Xun said.

"Jiangnan is a good place, and there have been many talented scholars and beauties..." The imperial concubine said softly, her tone seemed lost.

The emperor smiled and said: "What the imperial concubine said is very true. This time only the supervisor is summoned, and it is precisely because of his extraordinary ability."

The imperial concubine came back to her senses, her face regained her composure, and she said calmly: "Since Your Majesty said so, then Jianzheng must have something special. I also want to hear how Jianzheng interprets my dream."

The eyes of the imperial concubine inevitably fell on Zhen Yu who was standing on the palace. These eyes were really similar, and she would never admit that she was wrong. Swallowing up many servants, even directly breaking into the Qianqing Palace, entrenched in the dragon bed and never retreating. Supervisor, how do you think this dream should be interpreted?"

As soon as the imperial concubine's voice fell to the ground, there was a dead silence in the hall, no one dared to speak, Wu Feide's lips moved, his face was both joyful and fearful.

How to interpret it? !Zhen Po was almost certain that the so-called dream was fabricated by the imperial concubine, the emperor's mother and son, and even a fool could hear the meaning in it pointing to Chen Xiang, occupying the dragon bed? !It was only a matter of pointing at Chen Xiang's nose and scolding him for intending to get his hands on the dragon chair.

Zhen Po thought helplessly that this dream was really difficult to interpret. It would not be difficult if one followed the interpretation in the "Book of Changes", but it was not an easy task to satisfy the emperor's small thoughts without offending Chen Xiang. .

Zhen Yu is very sure that what he said here today will [-]% reach Chen Xiang's ears. At that time, if he says half a word wrong, it will be no wonder that Chen Xiang can let him go, and he will not use himself to establish prestige , he is not the prime minister who makes all the censors dare not mention half a word.

Zhen Po blinked his eyes, and he laughed at himself thinking that if the fashion is dizzy, he doesn't know if it will work, but the reality is bloody. At this time, the empress dowager with a gentle expression in the palace has anticipation in his eyes The emperor, and Wu Feide, who were prying like poisonous snakes, might not allow themselves to faint to avoid it, and they would have to face it sooner or later.

"Empress Dowager, I think the empress's dream can be explained or not." Zhen Po said after pondering for a moment.

There was a slight smile on the emperor's face, but the smile was fleeting. He was not surprised at what Zhen Po said. If this person spoke directly according to his heart, the emperor would be suspicious of him. It was sent by Chen Xiang on purpose.

The imperial concubine also figured this out, stroking the jade bracelet on her left hand with her right hand, and said leisurely: "Why does the supervisor say that this dream can be interpreted?" The curiosity and sense of familiarity were unmistakable, if it wasn't for the fact that this person's face was too ordinary, she would almost have thought it was the son of an old friend who had returned.

But this sudden idea was quickly vetoed by herself. If she was really the son of an old friend, why did she collude with Mr. Chen?Could it be that he didn't know that both his parents were harmed by Chen Xiang and the empress dowager?

Out of trust in the peerless woman in memory, the imperial concubine believed that her child must also be a kind-hearted person, and would never repay favors.

"The lower official thinks that most of the dreams are caused by excessive worry and restlessness during the day, which leads to dreaming at night. Therefore, the lower official said that this dream can be explained or not." Zhen Po said cautiously. After a meaningful smile, his heart skipped a beat, as expected, this reason did not satisfy him.

"The imperial concubine's phoenix body is so precious, why would she have a dream for no reason? Presumably, the former emperor had a spirit to entrust the dream with the imperial concubine. The supervisor only needs to explain how to explain this dream." The emperor's eyes sparkled brightly. Looking at Zhen Yan, he was really looking forward to how this person would respond.

Zhen Po understood now that the emperor probably wanted to win him over, otherwise why would he test himself like this, but he didn't understand why the emperor couldn't get along with him. Many civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty held important positions. It is not difficult to win over a few people.

"The imperial concubine's dream is a dream with a bad omen. The giant python intruding into the palace undoubtedly means that there is a cancer in the imperial court." When Zhen Po said this, he paused, as if he didn't dare to continue.

The emperor's breathing was a little heavy, and he urged: "The supervisor will continue to talk." In contrast, the empress dowager seemed much calmer, and she even kept looking at Zhen Po's eyes leisurely.

"Yes," Zhen Po went on to say, the corners of his mouth curled into an undetectable arc, you want to hear it, but I may not be able to say it, "I haven't been an official for a month, but I found that there is a stalk in the government. The persistent disease—that is, the officials are extremely slack in their duties, they only talk about empty words and do not do practical things, and if things go on like this, the government will be lax, and the people may not be able to live and work in peace and contentment. If this is not a cancer, what is it?"

The emperor's eyes were rounded, and the peach blossom eyes were full of anger. The empress dowager patted the back of his hand with a light smile. This kind of irritating ability was very similar to that of the old man.

The imperial concubine was full of nostalgia, "What the supervisor said is very true, the emperor, you must rectify the court order, and don't waste the country that the ancestors have built."

The emperor gave Zhen Po a hard look, gritted his silver teeth, and said word by word: "Of course I know."

Zhen Po blinked innocently, he didn't tell a lie, the current government is indeed as he said, Chen Xiang is certainly a cancer, but isn't the lax government affairs of all officials also a cancer, and this cancer is worse than Chen Xiang It's even more tricky, and now there are only signs of it. If you don't deal with it early, if the signs appear in the future, it will be out of control.

Seeing Zhen Po's hateful expression, the emperor gritted his teeth with hatred, waved his hands and said, "I understand what the prisoner said, you should step back."

Zhen Po said yes, turned around, and unconsciously showed a smile on his face. The emperor was quite fun, but it was a bit dangerous, and it was better for him to avoid his bad luck.

After Zhen Po left, the emperor cursed in a low voice, the anger in his tone was beyond words, Wu Feide lowered his head and said nothing.

The imperial concubine glanced at him, and said slowly: "Why should the emperor be angry? What the supervisor said is true, and this cancer must be eradicated as soon as possible, so as not to cause disasters in the future."

When the maids heard this, they all kept their eyes on their noses, their noses, their noses, and their hearts. No one dared to think deeply about the meaning of that word, just like no one dared to think about whether the Empress Dowager had this ominous dream or not. .