Jiang Qiulu returned to the harem with a smile.
Throughout the ages, the Imperial Palace Guard has been the emperor's last line of defense.
If you can't control it with your hands, it's no different than having a lifeline tied around your neck.
Today, he has regained the position of commander of the palace guards, and he can breathe a sigh of relief when he sleeps at night.
The old eunuch already knew what happened in the court. When he saw Jiang Qiulu, he knelt down and praised him without words.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
Just as I was talking, I started to choke.
"I don't know how happy the late Emperor would be if he saw that His Majesty is so successful."
Jiang Qiulu personally helped him up.
"Stop talking about this, go and inform General Di immediately, and ask him to immediately replace all the Imperial Guards in the palace with the soldiers and horses of the Jingxi Camp under his command. The original Imperial Guards will be selected and hired after being screened."
These forbidden troops have been controlled by the prime minister for many years. Jiang Qiulu would not be so stupid as to think that they are all credible based on one or two surrendered guards.
The Forbidden Army must be completely in control, and its own will must be implemented in the palace!
"promise!"
The old eunuch left immediately after receiving the order.
After arranging everything, Jiang Qiulu hummed the tune of nunchucks and walked leisurely to his bedroom.
I don’t know if De Concubine is awake or not. After all, the court meeting hasn’t lasted long, so maybe she and De Concubine can take a nap together.
This time I and Concubine De slept in the cage and slept until dusk.
At first, Jiang Qiulu really wanted to sleep. After all, the series of intrigues at the court meeting were very tiring, and he was indeed a little tired.
But when he fell asleep, he started to be dishonest.
After all, with such a beautiful woman by your side and things going smoothly, it's time to relax.
Concubine De was pleasantly surprised at first. She realized that the emperor loved her so much that she should work hard to please him.
But under Jiang Qiulu's whipping again and again, Concubine De gradually surrendered.
"Your Majesty, I can't do this anymore..."
After flying into the sky again, Concubine Rong was completely drained of all her strength. She collapsed on the bed like a puddle of mud and allowed herself to be kneaded into various shapes.
Jiang Qiulu felt refreshed and refreshed. It was great to be the emperor!
"His Majesty."
At this time, the old eunuch's panicked voice came from outside the door.
"It's not good! King Yong brought the Turkic prince to ask for an audience!"
Concubine De forced herself to stand up, helped Jiang Qiulu get dressed quickly, and then lowered the bead curtain in the bedroom.
Jiang Qiulu summoned the old eunuch in.
"What's wrong?"
The old eunuch looked angry, "Your Majesty, you don't know something. When Your Majesty was still in chaos, King Yong brought this barbarian prince to see him once. Whether it was intentional or not, the barbarian prince broke into the imperial garden and bumped into Concubine De. Empress. Since then, this prince has... just..."
The old eunuch secretly raised his head and glanced at Concubine De, not daring to finish what was to come.
"Have you started to have unreasonable thoughts about Concubine De?" Jiang Qiulu shouted sharply.
"Yes..." The old eunuch buried his head deeply.
Concubine De also fearfully pressed her body close to Jiang Qiulu, grabbing his arm tightly, her eyes full of hesitation and helplessness.
Jiang Qiulu took a deep breath, you are such a piece of shit prince, you dare to take advantage of my wife.
He first hugged Concubine De and comforted her for a while, then said angrily: "Why didn't you kill that bastard prince before?!"
The old eunuch buried his head even lower. He wanted to humiliate his subject to death, but in such a situation, what could he do?
Jiang Qiulu also knew that he was not to blame for this matter. If he was to blame, it was because he was a fool. Otherwise, this bullshit Turkic prince would probably be three years old now.
"Your Majesty, will the old slave drive him away?" the old eunuch asked.
"Why are you driving away?"
Jiang Qiulu stood up suddenly.
"See you! I want to see what King Yong and this Turkic prince want to do today!"
After saying that, Jiang Qiulu turned to Concubine De and said, "Don't be afraid, Concubine, I will help you get rid of this bad breath today!"
After a while, under the leadership of the old eunuch, King Yong and Prince Turk appeared in the main hall of the palace.
Out of concern, Concubine De begged Jiang Qiulu to eavesdrop in a side room.
She had a hunch that the Turkic prince's visit must be related to her.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Under the pressure of King Yong, the Turkic prince reluctantly paid homage to the "silly emperor" of Daxia.
"What does the emperor have to do with me?" Jiang Qiulu suppressed the anger in his heart and asked innocently.
"Your Majesty, there is still unfinished business before the palace!"
King Yong led out the Turkic prince and said: "This is the Turkic prince, who is responsible for negotiating peace with Daxia."
"If Daxia can use the land of the three states and one million taels of silver, the Turks can retreat immediately, and the people will not suffer from the sword at dawn!"
"Huh? Didn't I say it before? Only Goguryeo can compensate us. How can we pay compensation to such a small country?"
"cough!"
King Yong quickly interrupted the glaring Turkic prince with a cough.
"Then let this matter go for now!"
"But Your Majesty, now that the Turks have deployed 200,000 troops on our border in Daxia, there must be a solution."
"Uncle Emperor, do you have any ideas?"
Jiang Qiulu looked at the Goguryeo prince's leering look and could no longer pretend anymore.
"This matter——"
Before King Yong could finish speaking, the Turkic prince directly interrupted him and said: "This matter is simple! As long as the emperor brother sends Concubine De to marry the little king, the little king can make the decision to retreat!"
The young Turkic prince spoke in an arrogant tone. These southerners could only speak the dialect of chariots, and they had to go back and forth for a long time to explain things that could be explained in just one or two sentences.
Hearing this, Jiang Qiulu's heart was filled with anger.
Does this bullshit prince really want a virtuous concubine, or is he doing it in the name of marriage?
And this bitch actually calls himself the royal brother. Doesn’t the Turkic king become his father?
"Okay, okay, haha!"
Jiang Qiulu laughed loudly, stood up, and then suddenly looked grim in the eyes of the two people.
Slap this Turk down with one slap!
"With your mother!"
