Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The two servants exited the Hall of Mental Cultivation fearfully, closed the door again, wiped the cold sweat off their foreheads, and hurriedly walked down the steps with their waists bowed.

The first servant said in a low voice: "Just now when the emperor smashed the door, I was frightened."

The servant B nodded: "The emperor seldom loses his temper, Mr. Su has touched the scales this time. Did you hear that Jin Yiwei, Shen Qiyang, cheated, and dared to touch the emperor's people, but Mr. Su But he just blindly speaks for Shen Qi, isn't that stupid? I don't know how the emperor will punish him after we leave. But it's hard to say, I see that the emperor treats Mr. Su really a little unusually... "

Internal servant A hissed: "This is the palace, it's really desperate to talk about the emperor. I kindly remind you, be careful in your words and deeds!"

"Brother should be more careful, I understand." Servant B shrank his neck and quickly kept quiet.

The two said goodbye in the corridor, and went back to their houses.

Not long after, a small black-feathered bird emerged from the window of the servant A's room, darted silently into the night sky, and flew out of the palace wall.

On the bed in the hall, Su Yan called out in a low voice with trepidation: "The emperor said that he could not bear to force it, and he had to wait for the subject to open his mind. He also said that if the subject is not willing, even if you are naked, you will not hesitate to touch it. You broke your promise and became fat, Your Highness!"

"Your orifice is opened, but it's a pity that it was given to someone else." Emperor Jing Long said with a pun, "Now when I think back to the day when I wanted to crown you, I feel that I made a mistake, otherwise all my pity, Respect and expectations, why are they all married to others?"

Su Yan thought of Shen Qi's actions that day, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he took advantage of the fire to rob him, not only himself, but also the emperor's prestige and accomplishment.Since then, the relationship between the two has been deeply rooted, and it is even more out of control.He couldn't help being extremely ashamed, choked up and said: "I am ashamed to the emperor..."

"You have said that you are ashamed of me more than once, will you feel more comfortable after you say it, and then continue fooling around with others without any burden?

"As long as I question you a few more times and force you a little more, oh, it's amazing, I'm so wronged, it's 'begging for bones', and it's 'remonstrance from Wen's death', and I will use all my nonsense energy on me. You Said, this is not relying on my expressing my heart first, relying on my special affection for you, what is it?

"If you use half of this stubbornness on Shen Qi's body, you'd have kept him thousands of miles away, why did you make it into the messy situation now!"

"Su Qinghe, Su Qinghe, your skills in cooking dishes are really extraordinary!"

The emperor's sharp sentences, like invisible slaps and whips, made Su Yan extremely embarrassed and sad.

He knew he was wrong, and now his tongue could no longer shine like a lotus flower, but he was too embarrassed and hurt his self-esteem, so he naturally became angry.

Shame and anger are intertwined, the feeling is really hard to express, and even gives birth to the feeling of despair.Su Yan suddenly stretched out his hand to untie his belt, but his trembling hands failed to untie it a few times, and turned to tug at the emperor's robe indiscriminately, tears falling down: "The emperor is right, it's because the ministers don't know what's good and what's wrong. The grace of heaven is so great, I should have been well-behaved, and joyfully offered myself as a tribute—how does the emperor plan to favor you? I first arrange the posture, and see if it suits you."

The emperor grabbed his hand that was pulling the front of his clothes, endured his bitterness, and scolded: "You're playing tricks on me again, can you really treat yourself like a child?"

Su Yan smashed the pot, struggled to pull out his hand, threw his whole body on the emperor, and then pulled his pants, "I remember, the emperor said last time that sitting on the lap, the king's life is like a mountain, how dare you not obey..."

Emperor Jing Long had a headache and heartache from his crying, and his shoulders wetted by tears also felt like burning pain. He knew that the tears were half-true and half-false, and that the so-called cuteness was just a means of advancing and retreating, but he still couldn't ruthlessly Make up your mind and take him down directly with this strength.

He was also faintly worried, according to Su Yan's temperament, it would be easy to win in front of him, but he might be separated from him afterwards, like a seedling that was cultivated with great difficulty, and would never grow again if it was blown away by the wind and rain this night.

After all, he let out a long sigh, and wrapped Su Yan in his arms, not allowing him to move.

Su Yan cried so hard that he struggled a few times without moving. He wanted to bite hard but didn't have the guts, so he knocked his forehead on the emperor's chest like a bell.

The emperor was hit so hard that his chest hurt, he covered his forehead dumbfounded, and sighed: "Okay, okay, don't cry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't provoke you with harsh words."

"I'm crying so much that the emperor's interest is ruined? I don't know whether those concubines in the harem will laugh or not, bark or not when they are favored. I can learn from them to serve as best as I can, and I ask the emperor to show me!"

"It's really not forgiving..." The emperor smiled wryly, hugging him and coaxing him, "When no one is angry, I also lose my head for a while, so you have to forgive others and forgive others, and you must force me to give it to you." Make an apology?"

Su Yan knew that the emperor's compromise was not easy to come by, and he had to accept it as soon as it was good, so he pressed against the other party's palm and choked, "It was the minister who said something unpleasant first... Actually, the minister didn't think the emperor was old, let alone The emperor's love, teaching and control for his ministers are like a father teaching his son—”

The emperor slapped him hard on the buttocks: "Say it!"

Su Yan shivered in pain, his breath was reversed when he was photographed, and hiccupped, "I'm really not, hiccup, this means, after all, I've kissed everyone, how can there be———"

The emperor was afraid that he would spit out such harsh words as "there is no reason for a father and son", so he simply pinched his chin and raised his face, directly blocking this terrible mouth.

Su Yan was still hiccupping, but the emperor reversed his breath, and the two confronted each other, and the hiccupping miraculously stopped.

The lips were moist and warm, with the salty taste of tears, the emperor kissed tenderly, and when he got a slightly hesitant response, his breath suddenly became chaotic.

His heart, which had always been steady, beat violently involuntarily. He supported Su Yan's back neck with one hand, and placed his other hand on his waist and hips, deepening the pursuit and entanglement between his lips and teeth.

Su Yan was so moved by the kiss, he closed his eyes and leaned on the emperor's arms, breathing rapidly.

The emperor couldn't help himself, Jiu Kuang's body was on fire, and while licking away the tears on his cheeks, he kneaded the round and elastic buttocks in his palm.Su Yan was a little embarrassed, stretched his hand behind and grabbed his wrist, and softly stopped him, "Don't touch it, my lord..."

The emperor held his hand instead and guided him to walk on his body, "Then you touch me?"

The laces were loose and the front of the clothes was wide open. Su Yan's fingers, led by the other party, groped for the broad chest and strong waist, as if the spring breeze measured every inch of rivers and mountains, feeling the vigorous heat and vitality of the earth.

On the bed in the hall, Su Yan called out in a low voice with trepidation: "The emperor said that he could not bear to force it, and he had to wait for the subject to open his mind. He also said that if the subject is not willing, even if you are naked, you will not hesitate to touch it. You broke your promise and became fat, Your Highness!"

"Your orifice is opened, but it's a pity that it was given to someone else." Emperor Jing Long said with a pun, "Now when I think back to the day when I wanted to crown you, I feel that I made a mistake, otherwise all my pity, Respect and expectations, why are they all married to others?"

Su Yan thought of Shen Qi's actions that day, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he took advantage of the fire to rob him, not only himself, but also the emperor's prestige and accomplishment.Since then, the relationship between the two has been deeply rooted, and it is even more out of control.He couldn't help being extremely ashamed, choked up and said: "I am ashamed to the emperor..."

"You have said that you are ashamed of me more than once, will you feel more comfortable after you say it, and then continue fooling around with others without any burden?

"As long as I question you a few more times and force you a little more, oh, it's amazing, I'm so wronged, it's 'begging for bones', and it's 'remonstrance from Wen's death', and I will use all my nonsense energy on me. You Said, this is not relying on my expressing my heart first, relying on my special affection for you, what is it?

"If you use half of this stubbornness on Shen Qi's body, you would have kept him thousands of miles away, so why did you make it into the current entanglement situation!

"Su Qinghe, Su Qinghe, your skills in cooking dishes are really extraordinary!"

The emperor's sharp sentences, like invisible slaps and whips, made Su Yan extremely embarrassed and sad.

He knew he was wrong, and now his tongue could no longer shine like a lotus flower, but he was too embarrassed and hurt his self-esteem, so he naturally became angry.

Shame and anger are intertwined, the feeling is really hard to express, and even gives birth to the feeling of despair.Su Yan suddenly stretched out his hand to untie his belt, but his trembling hands failed to untie it a few times, and turned to tug at the emperor's robe indiscriminately, tears falling down: "The emperor is right, it's because the ministers don't know what's good and what's wrong. The grace of heaven is so great, I should have been well-behaved, and joyfully offered myself as a tribute—how does the emperor plan to favor you? I first arrange the posture, and see if it suits you."

The emperor grabbed his hand that was pulling the front of his clothes, endured his bitterness, and scolded: "You're playing tricks on me again, can you really treat yourself like a child?"

Su Yan smashed the pot, struggled to pull out his hand, threw his whole body on the emperor, and then pulled his pants, "I remember, the emperor said last time that sitting on the lap, the king's life is like a mountain, how dare you not obey..."

Emperor Jing Long had a headache and heartache from his crying, and his shoulders wetted by tears also felt like burning pain. He knew that the tears were half-true and half-false, and that the so-called cuteness was just a means of advancing and retreating, but he still couldn't ruthlessly Make up your mind and take him down directly with this strength.

He was also faintly worried, according to Su Yan's temperament, it would be easy to win in front of him, but he might be separated from him afterwards, like a seedling that was cultivated with great difficulty, and would never grow again if it was blown away by the wind and rain this night.

After all, he let out a long sigh, and wrapped Su Yan in his arms, not allowing him to move.

Su Yan cried so hard that he struggled a few times without moving. He wanted to bite hard but didn't have the guts, so he knocked his forehead on the emperor's chest like a bell.

The emperor was hit so hard that his chest hurt, he covered his forehead dumbfounded, and sighed: "Okay, okay, don't cry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't provoke you with harsh words."

"I'm crying so much that the emperor's interest is ruined? I don't know whether those concubines in the harem will laugh or not, bark or not when they are favored. I can learn from them to serve as best as I can, and I ask the emperor to show me!"

"It's really not forgiving..." The emperor smiled wryly, hugging him and coaxing him, "When no one is angry, I also lose my head for a while, so you have to forgive others and forgive others, and you must force me to give it to you." Make an apology?"

Su Yan knew that the emperor's compromise was not easy to come by, and he had to accept it as soon as it was good, so he pressed against the other party's palm and choked, "It was the minister who said something unpleasant first... Actually, the minister didn't think the emperor was old, let alone The emperor's love, teaching and control for his ministers are like a father teaching his son—”

The emperor slapped him hard on the buttocks: "Say it!"

Su Yan shivered in pain, his breath was reversed when he was photographed, and hiccupped, "I'm really not, hiccup, this means, after all, I've kissed everyone, how can there be———"

The emperor was afraid that he would spit out harsh words such as "there is no reason for a father and son", so he simply pinched his chin and lifted his face, directly blocking this terrible mouth.

Su Yan was still hiccupping, but the emperor reversed his breath, and the two confronted each other, and the hiccupping miraculously stopped.

The lips were moist and warm, with the salty taste of tears, the emperor kissed tenderly, and when he got a slightly hesitant response, his breath suddenly became chaotic.

His heart, which had always been steady, beat violently involuntarily. He supported Su Yan's back neck with one hand, and placed his other hand on his waist and hips, deepening the pursuit and entanglement between his lips and teeth.

Su Yan was so moved by the kiss, he closed his eyes and leaned on the emperor's arms, breathing rapidly.

The emperor couldn't help himself, Jiu Kuang's body was in full swing, and while licking away the tears on his cheeks, he kneaded the round and elastic buttocks in his palm.Su Yan was a little embarrassed, stretched his hand behind and grabbed his wrist, and softly stopped him, "Don't touch it, my lord..."

The emperor held his hand instead and guided him to walk on his body, "Then you touch me?"

The laces were loose and the front of the clothes was wide open. Su Yan's fingers, led by the other party, groped for the broad chest and strong waist, as if the spring breeze measured every inch of rivers and mountains, feeling the vigorous heat and vitality of the earth.

The deep kiss became more and more passionate and lingering. When he was in a daze, his fingers touched the bulging penis between his legs. Su Yan was startled and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.The emperor held his fingers together, forcing him to wrap himself up, panting and said: "It's not good for your health if you don't get rid of it for a long time, Su Qing just reluctantly, to share my worries?"

Even though it was covered by clothes, I could still feel the burning and hardness of the dragon root under the palm of my hand—it was so hard that it was not a meat stick, but an iron rod, as if the slippery and hot skin was just used to cover it up. Essential camouflage.Complementing this astonishing hardness, the size is also extremely impressive.

Su Yan's face was red and his ears were red, his mind was fluttering, suddenly it was what the emperor once said, "As long as I am in power, I will be your jade pillar for a day", and suddenly it was a phrase from an unknown book, "The Emperor Po Great as a weapon, invincible in height, gnawed and torn apart'... He shuddered in reverence.

The emperor tightened his fingers and asked again: "What is Su Qing still hesitating about? Do you want to use your hands or your mouth?"

"Hands, hands, hands!" Su Yan knew that he couldn't escape, so he hurriedly chose the easier one, lest the emperor change his mind and ask him to "share your worries" with more unbearable things.

The emperor kissed his earlobe, put his earlobe in his mouth and smiled, "Okay, use your hands."

Su Yan knelt with his legs apart, sitting on the emperor's lap, kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe, and he had to serve with all his might. He almost contributed all the skills and film reading experience he had learned in his single life in his previous life.

The emperor's hands went deep into the messy robe, stroked his back, traced up and down along the ridge line, and fiddled back and forth at the sensitive part of the waist, making him shiver in waves.

There was a little slack in the hand, and the caress on the back went down along the buttocks. Su Yan was so frightened that he immediately accelerated the speed of the manipulation.

His body does not touch the spring water with ten fingers, and the skin of his palm is tender and smooth, which is very pleasant when rubbing the body of the column. The knuckle of the middle index finger has a thin callus for holding the pen, which scrapes the sensitive crown from time to time, and even more so. It's just the right amount of stimulation.The emperor groaned comfortably, and patted his buttocks like a reward.There was a light crackling sound, crisp and full of obscenity.

Su Yan felt a slight pain, but the pain was mixed with secret pleasure and more unspeakable stimulation, and the penis between the legs also tended to rise.

Fortunately, it was covered by heavy clothes, otherwise all morals would be lost—or in front of the emperor who he repeatedly rejected, Su Yan thought shyly.

The emperor bit his red and swollen lips like punishment, and ordered in a hoarse voice: "Concentrate!"

Su Yan's right hand was sore and he changed his left hand, and his left hand was sore and then he switched back to his right hand. Finally, he couldn't help asking: "I should be more sensitive if I don't feel relieved for a long time. Why don't you come out? The emperor deceived me?"

The emperor gasped, smiled and kissed his eyes, "I didn't lie to you. It's because you didn't work hard enough, otherwise, you still use your mouth?"

Su Yan's hands trembled, and the strength between his fingers lost control, and he pinched at the ring groove of the glans.

The emperor snorted and tensed all his muscles suddenly.Su Yan knew that he was about to ejaculate, and he was afraid of being ejaculated on his robe, and he had to wash and change his clothes, in case everyone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation knew about it—he hurriedly put the handkerchief on the bell, and held it with his hands. .

In a blink of an eye, the handkerchief was soaked with white turbidity, and it could not be oozing out. Su Yan's palms were hot and humid, and his hands were full of descendants of dragons.

"...I believe it now," he teased with a suppressed smile, "it's been a long time."

With his beloved courtiers in his arms, the emperor slightly closed his eyes to enjoy the aftertaste of pleasure, and said slowly, "How dare you make fun of me? I'm going to blame you."

Su Yan heard that his voice was hoarse and magnetic, and he looked quite sexy. Compared with his usual reserved and solemn appearance, Su Yan was struck by the contrast, and replied with a moaning voice: "The emperor beat my ass to swell up." , how to ask the crime."

The emperor opened his eyes and stared at him deeply, "Qing wants to continue to receive punishment?"

"...It's all due to the minister's mouth, so I won't receive other punishments."

The dragon root in his hand was spit out, but it was not too weak, and it was still half-hard as if he was still feeling unfulfilled. Su Yan broke away from his arms with palpitations, and wanted to get up with the handkerchief, but the emperor pressed his shoulders.

The emperor took the muddy wet handkerchief from his hand, went to the charcoal basin, threw it in and burned it, and then brought the copper basin filled with clean water on the shelf to clean his hands.

After Su Yan washed his hands, he couldn't help sniffing at the end of his nose, and he still felt that he could still smell the dragon essence.

The emperor laughed, and cleaned his hands, feigning anger: "How dare you dislike my smell?"

Su Yan shook his head quickly: "Don't dare, it's all thanks to His Majesty's grace."

"Since it is the grace of Yulu, I will eat it all next time."

And next time?Eat... what kind of way to eat?The more Su Yan thought about it, the more he panicked. He quickly tidied up his clothes and hat, and said goodbye: "The emperor is tired from running around today, and he has to listen to the government in another hour. How about some sleep. I should go home and tidy up, and prepare to go to court. gone."

The emperor said lightly: "I'm going to be lazy tomorrow and won't go to court."

Su Yan was surprised. Emperor Jing Long, who is known for his diligent administration, was lazy for no reason.

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "You also think it's wrong? Then postpone the morning to the afternoon. As for you, you will stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When the sun rises, I will order someone to send you out of the palace."

Su Yan felt more and more that something was wrong, and in his heart he was always thinking about Shen Qi who had left with hatred, always worried that the other party would not find him when he returned to Su's mansion, and something would happen.So he cupped his hands again and begged: "Although the Hall of Mental Cultivation is outside the inner court, it is still inappropriate for foreign ministers to spend the night here, which attracts criticism."

The emperor said: "The Hall of Mental Cultivation is not only a place for me to rest, but also a place to deal with government affairs. When it is urgent, the cabinet ministers have discussed matters here all night, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Su Yan still wanted to leave, maintaining a posture of bowing and begging to retreat.

"Besides, the forbidden door has been keyed. If you want to open it late at night, you must pass an order to the chief of the key and a group of guards. The disturbance caused is much more than if you stay here overnight and quietly leave the palace tomorrow morning."

Only then did Su Yan hesitate.

The emperor walked to the mirror stand and sat down, and said, "Come here, give me a bun." His long hair was loose after taking a bath before, but it was completely dry now, and he hadn't had time to comb it.

Su Yan is a waste of handicrafts, rice dumplings can be wrapped into the shape of a dick, and he can't comb his own hair in a bun. How could he comb someone else's, so he humbly declined.

The emperor forbids.

Su Yan had no choice but to drive the ducks to the shelves, and combed them left and right with the horn grate, and untied them several times when they were out of shape, and even tore off dozens of dragon hairs.Finally, he combed out a barely visible bun and fixed it with a hairpin, and he was relieved.

The emperor endured the whole process without making a sound, and finally asked, "Did you see the white hair?"

Su Yan was startled, and said, "No."

"Really not?"

...Old man, what do you mind!An unintentional remark that still haunts me to this day.Su Yan threw away the grate, put his arms around the emperor's shoulders from behind, and smiled half-ly on his neck: "Really! The emperor is only 36 years old after the new year, his gray hair has not yet grown, and his wrinkles have not grown. Very young!"

"Half of my life is over." The emperor said with emotion, "When you are born less than a hundred years old, you often worry about being a thousand years old."

Su Yan interjected: "The days are short and the nights are long, why not swim with a candle."

"It's time for pleasure, why wait here?" The emperor reached back and stroked his cheek, "Qinghe, hurry up, don't make me wait too long."

For a moment, Su Yan's eyes were wet.

At dawn at five o'clock, before dawn, the important doors of the palace were opened one after another.

Su Yan quietly walked out of Donghua Gate in a sedan chair, and when he returned home in a carriage, Dongfang had just turned pale.

Xiao Jing was nestling on the recliner in the concierge, dozing off while waiting for the door for his master.Xiaobei cooks in the kitchen—whether the master comes back or not, breakfast must be prepared so that he can take it at any time.

Su Yan felt sorry for the two young boys, so he took off his cloak and put it on Xiao Jing, then quietly left the porter room and went to the kitchen to look for food.

A drawer of steamed buns stuffed with scrambled eggs, vermicelli and minced meat was steamed on the stove, just out of the cage.Su Yan washed his hands hastily, grabbed one out of the heat, moved his left and right hands back and forth, and blew on it to eat.

Su Xiaobei came in with a few hot eggs, and said with a smile, "My lord is back, are you hungry? Be careful not to burn your mouth."

"You made the buns yourself? It's delicious...but it's a little choking, where is the water?"

"Don't drink water, drink soup." Xiaobei quickly made a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup and handed it over, "Shall I send it to the adults?"

Su Yan waved his hand, stood by the counter, ate two steamed buns and half a bowl of soup, and just now calmed down his hunger, and asked, "Did anyone come to the door last night?"

"No, I didn't hear it. But last night it was Xiao Jing who guarded the gate, so I'll ask him." Xiao Bei said.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, as soon as the breakfast was cooked, Su Xiaojing woke up instinctively smelling the smell, and hurriedly walked into the kitchen.Seeing Su Yan, he shouted happily: "My lord is back! Last night, my lord was called into the palace, and I was worried all night. I was afraid that my lord would be punished, and my companion would be like—"

"Like a tiger! Got it, it's been like this all day long. People thought you, Su Xiaojing, were an official standing in the court, or you were a father-in-law serving in the palace. I feel so deeply." Su Xiaobei complained to him unceremoniously. .

Su Xiaojing pursed her lips, "It's because of my feelings. I'm not like you. My ancestors were all farmers, and I came to the capital from the flood disaster. My family was involved in a big case, and the Holy Majesty ordered it to be inspected and exiled. Exile, sale, sale, why can't you say a few words with emotion?"

"It happened more than ten years ago. You were not born at that time. It was all heard. I advise you not to keep talking about this matter, lest the speaker has no intention of listening and the listener has the heart, and it will be used as an excuse. After saying that there is a criminal in Master Su's house who is dissatisfied with the Holy Majesty, he has caused him trouble for no reason."

"You—how do you talk? Of course I don't want to trouble adults, but I feel a little uncomfortable when I think of my parents who have never met, so I complain a few words, can't I?"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, eat buns, eat buns." Su Yan smoothed things over and stuffed two buns in each of their hands, "If you have anything to say in the future, just close the door and stay in the room." Said, this is not enough, it is worth arguing over such a trivial matter. Hey, you little brats are troublesome."

"I'm not a kid!" The two 13-year-old boys said in unison.

Su Xiaobei immediately adjusted his expression, and returned to his mature butler appearance, and said to Xiao Jing: "My lord just asked, did anyone come to the door last night?"

Su Xiaojing gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun, and replied: "Yes, Mr. Shen came to knock on the door, holding a jug of wine in his hand... Oh, and he was accompanied by two guards, the two elder brothers who came to deliver the order."

"Why didn't I hear, and then?"

"Then I said, my lord is not at home. When my lord comes back, I will send a message for him. After a while, when I opened the door to check the situation, he and the two guards had already left, and the altar of wine was still at the door Outside, I carried it in and put it in the concierge."

Shen Qi, that bastard, even went to buy wine, I really want to get him drunk and send him to Prince Yu's residence, but it won't work!Su Yan knew it was impossible, but his teeth still itch with anger. "Where did he go, did you tell me?"

"Didn't tell me, and didn't hear him talk to those two guards." Su Xiaojing replied.

Su Yan put the soup bowl aside, "I'll go out for a while."

Xiaobei hurriedly asked, "Your Excellency, you won't go to court this morning?"

"The morning has been changed. I may not come to have lunch." Su Yan left without looking back.

Su Xiaojing shouted at the top of his voice: "My lord, remember the cloak, it's on the back of the porter's chair! Thank you, my lord!"

Su Yan took the docile white horse he was used to riding from the stables, and as soon as he walked to the street, he saw a group of soldiers and horses from the Dongcheng Military and Horse Division hurrying over, led by the newly appointed Dongcheng Commander Yu Jisong.

——By the way, the original conductor Shi Lezhi was dismissed last year and charged with malfeasance and perverting the law for bullying the people.But Su Yan knew that it was actually the crown prince Zhu Helin who sued him severely in front of the emperor, saying that he was the servant of Wei Jun, Marquis of Feng'an.Of course, his own butt is not clean, so it's no wonder the prince punished him.

"Commander Yu, what happened to the East City?" Su Yan raised his voice.

Yu Jisong recognized Su Yan, the right young minister of Dali Temple, and hurriedly reined in his horse and cupped his fists: "Master Su is well."

"Something happened." He rode his horse forward a few steps, approached Su Yan and said in a low voice, "There was a fight in Dongshi last night, which destroyed several roofs and portals. I don't know which party is so powerful. The subordinates When the soldiers went to investigate the scene, they reported that an unconscious man wearing a flying fish suit was found in a nearby house and was seriously injured."

Su Yan was startled: "Imperial gift flying fish suit? Who is it?"

"Beizhen Fusi, Shen Tong knows Mr. Shen."