Beauty is sick

Everyone followed the sound and looked over.

Pei Zhe frowned, and after seeing who was coming, his face became a bit solemn: "The right minister?"

There are many people and horses, and the leader is the right minister, Yuan Feng.

Except for the Imperial Forest Army and the Forbidden Army, other officers and soldiers in the capital are forbidden to go to the streets, let alone come to the gate of the palace.

Pei Zhe looked at the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, who was also in a daze, not knowing what was going on in front of him.

The common people retorted one after another: "General Mu is not a traitor and traitor. He has been wronged. I beg Mr. Pei to apologise for him."

Yuan Feng's face was as deep as water, and he said in a deep voice: "Mu Qiuhe's case has already been understood, don't talk too much, come and arrest these troublemakers!"

Countless soldiers rushed up from behind him and surrounded the people.

Pei Zhe turned cold: "Your Prime Minister, what are you doing?"

With a sword in his waist, Yuan Feng rode a horse and looked down at him: "Isn't this the young master who is seriously ill? It is rumored that you are about to die of illness, why did you crawl out of the gate of hell again?"

Pei Zhe didn't get angry, and looked directly at him: "Thanks to your care, the world is full of grievances, the officials came back from the gate of hell, arrested the damned people, and dragged them to hell together."

Yuan Feng's face was not very good-looking: "Pei Zhe, I advise you not to get involved in this matter."

Pei Zhe didn't lean towards any faction in the court. If he had to say it, he was more like a bystander, not participating in political affairs, and chanting poems all day long.

After leaving Beijing this time, news related to him came back one after another, and the case was solved to save the city.

"Your Prime Minister is very kind, and I'm sure you're welcome." Pei Zhe glanced at the people behind him, and made a joke, "You brought troops here, do you want to force the palace?"

Forcing the palace to seek rebellion is a serious crime that requires beheading, that is, the so-called rebellious officials and thieves.

Pei Zhe asked this question very impolitely, and it was obvious that he was confronting Yuan Feng head-on: "It is forbidden to bring soldiers into the palace, not to mention whether the soldiers on the right are private soldiers or what, you have violated the law. According to the law, it shall be beheaded!"

The surroundings are quiet, and a needle can be heard.

Yuan Feng's face was as dark as an old inkstone, and he could wring out ink: "Pei Zhe, if you slander the court officials, you should be executed according to the law!"

Pei Zhe didn't give in at all: "Did you bring soldiers and horses? Did you come to the gate of the palace? Did you come without an edict? The right minister, tell me, what did the officials slander you?"

He said "officials" one by one, but his words were sharp, and he did not lose the wind in the slightest.

The Imperial Forest Army was assigned to Pei Zhe by Xiao Huaixi, and after hearing his words, they all became vigilant, staring calmly at Yuan Feng and the soldiers and horses he brought.

Yuan Feng reprimanded: "Presumptuous! Tanhualang, you have overstepped! There are many rumors in the city, and there are many troublemakers. The truth is ordered by the Holy Majesty to lead troops into the palace to discuss major issues. How can you allow you to mess around and slander!"

"The right minister said that he was ordered by the Holy Majesty, do you have an edict?" Pei Zhe's eyes were deep and sharp, like a knife that had been quenched with cold light, with the sharpness of seeing blood when it was unsheathed.

The two quarreled, one was the right prime minister with power in the government and the public, and the other was the world-renowned No. [-] Tanhua, which caused the common people to forget about the matter of redressing Mu Qiuhe's grievances, and they all became lively.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a group of Imperial Forest Army came from the palace.

Pei Zhe thought to himself, and said first: "Before you get off the court, order someone to enter the palace and report the situation in the city to the Holy Majesty. The Right Minister said that the Holy Majesty announced you into the palace. Whether it is true or not, you can ask the Imperial Forest Army to find out."

A trace of gloom flashed across Yuan Feng's face: "Young master, do you not believe the truth?"

Pei Zhe looked calm: "The lower officials only believe in the Holy One, not anyone else."

He turned his head to look at the officers and soldiers of the Royal Forest Army who came out of the palace, and asked, "Did the Holy Majesty mention that the right minister should lead the troops into the palace?"

The officers and soldiers looked at Pei Zhe and Yuan Feng, were silent for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Pei Zhe's eyes were astonished, and he looked at the speaking officers and soldiers in disbelief.

Yuan Feng waved his hand, and smiled in a deep voice: "Young Master, hurry up and get out of the way, delaying the real face to face the Holy One, you can't bear the blame for this."

Pei Zhe stood there, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army hesitated for a while, and stepped forward: "Master Pei, get out of the way."

Pei Zhe didn't move, and Yuan Feng's eyes flashed a sinister look, and he rode directly towards him.

The officers and soldiers on the side quickly pulled Pei Zhe away, which prevented the horse's hoof from stepping on him.

Yuan Feng looked down at Pei Zhe condescendingly, and laughed out loud, "Master, you really don't pay attention. If you startle the horse and make you sick for a few more months, it will be bad."

Yuan Feng led his people away, and before leaving, he did not forget to order the Yulin Army to arrest the surrounding people.

Pei Zhe gritted his teeth, and tugged at the collars of the officers and soldiers who had answered before: "Are you lying? Your Majesty really asked Yuan Feng to lead troops into the palace?"

With a bit of brains, one can figure out how impossible it is to bring troops into the palace, but the officer and soldier nodded, leaving him no reason to stop him.

Pei Zhe was dizzy and called Yuan Feng directly, forgetting even the superficial honorific title.

Yuan Feng's party killed Zhongliang and almost killed Jin Lingjiu. Pei Zhe was already dissatisfied with him, and now he has no good attitude.

The officers and soldiers remained silent: "I'm not lying, the Holy Majesty said it, and the Holy Majesty asked me to hand this over to the Lord."

Pei Zhe was taken aback, and took the letter from him.

Two envelopes, one with "Pei Qing's personal letter" written on it, and the other with a private seal.

Pei Zhe had served the imperial court for a long time, so he could tell at a glance that these two letters were not fake, they were all written by Xiao Huaixi.

Pei Zhe first opened the letter that he was asked to seal personally. The thin piece of paper made his face change.

He didn't open the other letter, but kept it close to him: "I want to go to the palace."

The officer and soldier exclaimed: "My lord, you must not! There is a decree from the Holy Spirit that you are not allowed to enter the palace."

There was a gloomy mark on Pei Zhe's eyebrows: "I said, I want to enter the palace."

The officers and soldiers looked at the commander of the Imperial Forest Army and said respectfully: "Commander, the Holy Majesty said that if Lord Pei insists on entering the palace, you must stop him, otherwise the entire Imperial Forest Army will be implicated."

Pei Zhe clenched his fists and stared at him: "What did you say?"

The commander of the imperial forest army stroked his saber, waved his hands, and told the officers and soldiers to retreat: "Master Pei, there is a decree from the Holy Spirit, I hope you will not make it difficult for us."

He glanced around, and everyone in the Imperial Forest Army understood and surrounded the palace gate, blocking Pei Zhe's way.

Pei Zhe was so depressed that when he saw the people gathered beside him, his head hurt even more: "Don't let me enter the palace, can I go somewhere else?"

All the imperial guards were silent, Pei Zhe walked out, stopped after a while, and looked at the people who came slowly with a bad expression.

Jin Lingjiu was wearing a big cloak, with a fur collar covering half of his face, his exposed eyes were full of seriousness: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Could it be a coincidence, you planned everything out of your fucking plan, blocked me here, and then came to block me again, it would be strange if I didn't see you.

Unlike in the teahouse, Jin Lingjiu brought a lot of people this time, it was densely packed and there was no end in sight.

Jin Lingjiu smiled a lot today, making him look like a gentle and handsome young man: "Pei Lang is so good, he is waiting for me to see you."

Wait a fart!Pei Zhe's face was ugly: "Stop talking nonsense, open up, what are you doing here?"

Jin Lingjiu lowered his head slightly, his gaze was gentle: "I'll bring people here to seek rebellion."

He didn't deliberately lower his voice. As soon as he said this, the surroundings were silent for a moment, and then bursts of uproar broke out, and everyone talked a lot.

The Imperial Forest Army stood ready, staring at Jin Lingjiu and the people on him.

There was a hint of melancholy in the eyes of the commander of the Imperial Forest Army. In the guarding palace of the Imperial Forest Army, there were only a limited number of people who could be mobilized. There were too many people in the Nine Belts of Jinling.

Pei Zhe had one head and two big ones: "Are you crazy?!"

Just think about it in your heart, can you say such things casually? !

Jin Lingjiu stretched out a finger, and from a distance not too far away, tapped his eyebrows: "Don't frown, I will feel bad."

Pei Zhe held his breath in his chest, wanting to curse: If you really felt distressed, would you lead someone to do such a treacherous thing?

"I told you a long time ago." Jin Lingjiu said calmly, "I really didn't expect it to be so soon. In my plan, it would be two days later. Who would have thought that immortal Yuan Feng would be so impatient? .”

Everyone in the Imperial Forest Army didn't understand why this man, who kept saying he wanted to force the palace to rebel, said such nasty things to Pei Zhe and discussed the plan openly.

Everyone's eyes were too intense, and Pei Zhe couldn't ignore it: "Jin Lingjiu, listen to my advice, you go back."

Jin Lingjiu shook his head: "I can follow you in everything else, but not this one."

Pei Zhe took out the letter he just got from his arms, and patted it on his chest: "You can get everything you want, and the dust will settle in a few days. Go back."

Jinling Jiu opened the letter and looked at it, his expression was very calm: "Do you think I forced the palace because of these things?"

Xiao Huaixi knew a long time ago that his eldest prince had not been killed, but he could not do anything due to the power of the Right Prime Minister.

He waited for a long time until Pei Zhe was such a confidant, and he spent several years disguising Pei Zhe as an idle official who did not participate in the court affairs. Then he used the excuse of escorting the prince southward to travel, and ordered Pei Zhe to bring the token, Looking for the long-lost eldest prince.

Xiao Huaixi had been shackled by the Rightist Party for a long time, so he was naturally unwilling to pass on the seat to Xiao Chengming. He had made plans early in the morning to find a new heir.

The eldest prince who survived the disaster is the best candidate.

Entering the palace in the morning, Pei Zhe told Xiao Huaixi everything that happened along the way, including Xiao Chengming's collusion with Fanbang and his disappearance.

In addition, Xiao Huaixi is most concerned about various news about the First Prince, and what the First Prince, who has been living among the people for more than ten years, is planning.

Jin Lingjiu is the son of Jin Ling, the eldest prince who had "dead" long ago, Xiao Huaixi knew this a long time ago.

This letter contained Xiao Huaixi's plan, and in the morning, he expressed his intention: he wanted to give Jinling Jiu the seat of Zen.

Pei Zhe looked at him quietly: "Don't you want to replace him?"

Jin Lingjiu nodded, then shook his head: "I think, but not in this way, I don't want him to give it to me justifiably, I don't recognize him."

Pei Zhe's eyebrows twitched fiercely: "Then what method do you want?"

Jin Lingjiu folded up the letter, and in front of Pei Zhe's shocked eyes, tore the letter into pieces: "Kill the king, plot rebellion, I want to be a real rebellious minister and traitor, and completely destroy Zhao Kingdom."