Wei Zhuang's face turned cold. He didn't have the time to waste time with this idiot, so he took out the blood-stained sword from his waist.
In a flash of cold light, an exposed sword wound appeared on Wei Shu's forehead, and his eyes were suddenly covered with blood.
"Where are the military symbols?" Wei Zhuang's cold voice sounded again.
"The bedroom, in my father's bedroom!" Wei Shu woke up completely. He howled in pain and did not dare to say any more nonsense.
Wei Zhuang waved to the soldiers behind him: "Go in and search." Then he dragged Wei Shu into the yard by his hair.
With an order, three hundred elite soldiers poured into the general's mansion like a flood. For a moment, the four servants in the slave yard retreated inside, for fear of being injured by their swords.
When the lady at the back of the crowd saw Wei Shu with blood on her face, she immediately went crazy and rushed towards Wei Zhuang with all her teeth and claws. However, she was picked up and thrown aside by the soldiers on both sides.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xu Shiyou, who went to search, came back, holding a wooden box inlaid with gems in his hand.
"Your Majesty, here is the military talisman." Xu Shiyou knelt down and presented the wooden box to Wei Zhuang.
Wei Zhuang opened it and saw that it was indeed a military talisman.
"Xu Shiyou listens!"
Xu Shiyou immediately knelt on the ground: "I'm here!"
Wei Zhuang stood solemnly and said in a loud voice: "You are now ordered to take over the post of general and be in charge of the military symbols. You must not refuse!"
Xu Shiyou was stunned for a moment, and a sense of electric shock spread throughout his body. He immediately cheered up and replied: "Master, I accept the order!"
There was silence in the courtyard, except for Wei Shu's howl and the lady's cry.
Only then did everyone realize the identity of the black-robed young man in front of them. Naturally, they didn't know what happened in the court, but everyone understood that Wei Pengcheng was completely finished.
At this moment, a soldier ran over and reported: "Your Majesty, a large number of armors and weapons were found in the backyard of the Wei family!"
Xu Shiyou was shocked when he heard this, and hurried over to take a look. Sure enough, he saw that the five houses in the backyard were filled with various weapons and armors. There is only one possibility for such a large number of weapons to appear in a courtier's home...
Xu Shiyou looked at Wei Zhuang and found that Wei Zhuang was not surprised at all.
Wei Zhuang just glanced at it, and then said to Xu Shiyou lightly: "You are a general now, you should know how to deal with this matter." After saying that, he patted Xu Shiyou on the shoulder and left with his hands behind his back.
Xu Shiyou looked at Wei Zhuang's leaving back and took a deep breath. He turned around with a stern face and ordered sternly: "Come here, arrest everyone in the Wei family and put them in jail for interrogation. Search the general's palace." After that, no one is allowed to enter!"
After everything was arranged, Wei Zhuang, accompanied by Xu Shiyou, got into the carriage and rushed all the way to the palace.
In the carriage, Wei Zhuang yawned and ordered: "Send me back to the palace in a moment. I'm going to go back to sleep when I'm tired."
Xu Shiyou scratched his head and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what should we do over there in the main hall? Zhuge Zuoxiang is probably still waiting for Your Majesty."
Wei Zhuang replied lazily: "For the rest, just listen to the left prime minister. If he asks you to use troops, you will use them. If he asks you to kill, you will kill."
"I obey."
"By the way, there's one more thing. When you search the general's mansion, ask people to pay attention. If you find a pair of jade bracelets of different sizes and engraved with mandarin duck patterns, send them to me."
"I will order you to go down immediately."
…
The inner court of the royal palace.
The melodious sound of the piano flowed out from the Aiwan Palace, and the long ancient tune blended into the gradually whitening sky. There was no twist in the piece, and the melody after section was like a sob.
Feng Shuwan's white and tender fingertips plucked the strings, and she wanted to use the sound of the piano to express all her inner melancholy.
A little girl who looked like a maid came over and gently placed a plate of snacks on the table in front of Feng Shuwan, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
The little maid opened her mouth and said softly: "Today the prince ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, and it is also the third anniversary of his wedding to the young lady. Why does the young lady play such a desolate song on this happy occasion?"
Gently stroking the guqin, Feng Shuwan looked at the sky outside the window and murmured in a daze.
"It's been three years..." Feng Shuwan felt lost: "Time really flies by. Three years ago, my father passed away. Before his death, he asked the late emperor to promise me to the crown prince. At that time, I was just the crown prince, but today I have become the queen."
The little maid looked at Feng Shuwan with some worry, sighed softly and said: "Miss, Xiaoyu still doesn't understand."
"What?"
The maid Xiaoyu hesitated and asked: "My lady has been married to the emperor for three years. His Majesty loved my lady very much when he was still the prince. Now that he ascended the throne, he also canonized my lady as queen as soon as he ascended the throne. But why does my lady always treat your majesty so... …”
"You've always been cold, haven't you?"
"Um……"
Feng Shuwan stroked her hanging hair and murmured in a low voice: "I also want to be a good wife, and I also want to accept his kindness with peace of mind, but why is he the emperor..."
"Is the emperor bad?" Xiaoyu was full of doubts.
Feng Shuwan smiled bitterly: "It depends on where you stand."
"Oh?" Xiaoyu frowned, feeling like she couldn't turn her head.
"From the perspective of ordinary people, it is good that the emperor is above tens of millions of people." Feng Shuwan stood up and faced the window, her expression dimmed: "But, from the perspective of a wife, it is not good. After all, he He is the king of a country, and in his heart, the country must always be bigger than the family."
"Miss, what you said is so complicated." Xiaoyu knocked on the head: "As a queen, you will be rich and glorious for the rest of your life. Isn't this very happy?"
Feng Shuwan stretched out her index finger and tapped Xiaoyu's forehead.
"He is the emperor, and he will have countless concubines in the future. It is no longer enough for a man's love to be divided into two or three parts. If this love is divided into hundreds or thousands of parts in the future, then who will I be?"
"But Your Majesty, he has never found another woman since he married the lady!"
"He was still the prince then, but now he is the emperor. It is different. Besides, you have heard that several queens have died a good death. Aren't they all half-finished and dead?"
"Ah?" Xiaoyu cried, "Isn't that young lady very dangerous? What should I do?"
Feng Shuwan stopped talking.
She was the apple of the eye of the previous Right Chancellor. She received the best education since she was a child, and she grew up to be a graceful and well-educated woman. Especially her appearance would be an exaggeration to say that she would conquer a country. Later, as she gradually reached the age of getting married, she also began to long for the scene of getting married.
She doesn't ask for the other person's status to be noble, she just hopes to marry someone who shares her mind. After getting married, they can eat together every day, read together, and play the piano together...
The world is big, but her heart is small, just like ordinary people.
It's just that she accidentally entered the palace. To Feng Shuwan, this place is just a cage...
A few rays of sunlight broke through the clouds, the sun rose, and it was already dawn.
Feng Shuwan put away her thoughts, turned around, straightened her clothes, and murmured.
"The court is over, he will come again."
