In the little sister's wooden house, Dongfang Yu'er was chatting with the little sister, while Xu Jingyun leaned aside and closed her eyes to rest.
The rain was dripping outside the house, and the hearts of the two girls were also wet by the rain.
Dongfang Yu'er's face turned pale and looked a little embarrassed, while the young lady looked helpless. The two of them quietly held their chins and looked at the turbulent rain outside the house.
But Xu Jingyun's expression was calm and calm, and the sadness and joy in her heart could not be seen.
The young lady looked up at Dongfang Yu'er for a moment. She wanted to say something but didn't. She lowered her head and picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.
After being silent for a long time, Dongfang Yu'er suddenly smiled and said, "This rain is very annoying."
The young lady took out her silk scarf and gently wiped the pastry on the corner of Yun's mouth, and replied softly: "This is summer, and it won't take long for it to stop."
"I'm not talking about rain, senior sister." Dongfang Yu'er rolled her eyes at her.
The young lady turned to look at her and said with a smile: "Didn't you just say rain? I seem to have heard you right."
"Senior sister, you ask questions knowingly."
Xu Jingyun closed her eyes and listened to the two girls playing riddles, but she couldn't laugh in her heart. The situation in the imperial city is changing, and no one can guess the final outcome.
"Junior sister, please tell me clearly." The young lady frowned, feeling very annoyed.
"What do you think I should do now? My mother wrote a letter asking me to stay in the academy and not return to the imperial city." Dongfang Yu'er finally said what she had been holding in her heart.
The young lady smiled lightly and said, "Junior sister, you have received a letter from home. My mother has not contacted me for a long time since she returned to Fengyun City. Now even my husband and master have returned there."
Xu Jingyun broke the silence, looked at the young lady and asked, "Do you know why Mr. and Master Ye are in a hurry to return to Fengyun City?"
The young lady shook her head and replied softly: "Master only said that he was not used to the life in the Imperial City. My husband and his wife said that they did not want to wade into the troubled waters of the Imperial City."
Dongfang Yu'er looked up at her and asked, "Is there chaos in the imperial city? Why can't I see it?"
Xu Jingyun thought for a while and said: "You two can't even understand the rain, and you still want to understand the muddy water in the imperial city?"
"When you want the rain to stop, it doesn't. When you are waiting for someone, you often can't wait for that person to come." The young lady said to herself.
"How can someone come here when they are fighting?" Dongfang Yu'er said with a wry smile: "But senior sister, you don't have to worry, after all, nothing like me has ever happened to you two."
After saying this, Dongfang Yuer lowered her head and sighed quietly.
"Junior sister, please don't be like this. You are the Crown Princess now and will soon be the Queen..." The young lady looked at her, feeling a little panicked for some reason.
Although the second prince has ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, everyone knows that the two people in southern Xinjiang are the foundation of the empire. As long as they don't nod, it will be futile if the court continues to cause trouble.
After all, the fist is not as big as others.
If the world is like this, why should the DPRK be like this?
"Who knows what will happen in the future?" Dongfang Yu'er didn't want to talk about it anymore, so she simply shut her mouth.
"We can only resign ourselves to fate." The young lady was speechless.
Xu Jingyun looked at the two of them and smiled, holding the hot tea in his hand and taking a sip. Then he looked at the young lady's green face and said softly: "It's not too late."
The young lady picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Dongfang Yu'er beside her.
This pair of little sisters, who talked about everything in Fengyun City when they were children, went from Qi gathering practice to the middle stage of Jindan. They could see the threshold of Nascent Soul before their eyes, but their mood was disturbed by the storm of this world.
"The big shots in the imperial city are more anxious than you. What do you two worry about? Practice well and ignore the things in the secular world. Otherwise, you will have to stay here for the rest of your life."
Xu Jingyun seems to have changed since she broke through the realm of distraction. She is practicing very smoothly and is just shy of surpassing Tang Qiuyu. She is now focused on practicing and doesn't want to care about the chaos in this world.
Whoever becomes the emperor is none of my business. I just want to break through to the late stage of distraction as soon as possible, and then break through to the realm of transcending tribulation.
"Master, you are so selfish." The young lady couldn't help but complain.
"I remember Mr. Mo once said that cultivation is a very personal matter. In the end, no one can help you, so don't be too naive!" Xu Jingyun looked at her and said lightly.
The three of them sat looking at the door, guarding a pot of tea and two plates of pastries. After all, they did not tell a story about the imperial city.
Just because the young lady and Dongfang Yu'er are carefully avoiding someone's affairs.
...
The imperial city in the central region, the palace hall.
The new emperor, who was in court in the morning, received gifts from southern Xinjiang. The left minister and others closed their eyes and said nothing, while the right minister and others were furious.
Linghu Kuangyu looked at the new emperor Xia Yunjie and said, "This is evidence of rebellion, and he should be punished!"
Seeing his excited expression, the right minister couldn't help curling his lips and replied calmly: "To be punished? Who should be sent to punish him? Are you, Lord Linghu?"
Linghu Kuangyu was stunned, and suddenly remembered that no one in the court could defeat the army in southern Xinjiang. He looked at the right minister blankly, speechless for a long time.
The new emperor looked at a group of courtiers who couldn't come up with a way to deal with the changes in southern Xinjiang. He couldn't help but give the left prime minister a hard look. Ever since he announced his ascension to the throne, the left prime minister had looked lukewarm.
He neither sang praises nor objected, just like a wooden man.
Even the hussar general Wei Xian made it clear that he was only responsible for protecting the safety of the imperial city and would not lead his troops to southern Xinjiang to investigate. The Hussar General was the general appointed by the emperor. Even if he became the new emperor, he would not dare to touch him.
As the emperor, he was in a dilemma.
If he left this matter alone, it would be like the eldest prince and Li Ye slapping him, the emperor, and he would not dare to fight back.
If someone were sent to hold him accountable, the DPRK would dare to go to southern Xinjiang alone.
Even his own uncle immediately shut up when he heard about the eldest prince and imperial master of Southern Xinjiang.
After a long silence, the right minister came out and said, "How about we issue a document to declare to the world that the Generalissimo of Southern Xinjiang did not do his job properly and dared to kill the eunuch who announced the decree in the middle of the court and demoted the officer to one level?"
In his opinion, this is the only painless way to deal with the mess in front of him.
But is it useful to be demoted one level? With hundreds of thousands of troops at your disposal, will they care about your will?
Xia Yunjie turned around and glanced at the great eunuch Yan Wuxue, but unexpectedly he bowed his head and pretended not to see it.
In desperation, he had no choice but to look at the right prime minister and said: "Let's follow the right prime minister's method. Choose a day to issue an edict to the five regions. The generalissimo will be demoted. At the same time, the position of national advisor will be abolished and Lord Linghu will hold the concurrent post."
After speaking, he waved his hand and announced his retreat.
...
Linghu Kuangyu, the Right Prime Minister, and the other three people arrived at Concubine Li's Changchun Palace. After everyone bowed to Concubine Li, the guests of honor took their seats.
"We can't just let these two go. If this continues, they will become more and more arrogant." Linghu Kuangyu looked at Li Fei and said bitterly.
"Didn't the court come up with any ideas today?" Li Fei looked at the three of them and said lukewarmly.
The right minister glanced at the new emperor and replied to Concubine Li: "If you tell me, no one in the imperial court will dare to lead troops to southern Xinjiang to hold accountable. The emperor has no choice but to issue an order to reduce the position of generalissimo and abolish the position of national advisor."
Concubine Li glanced at Xia Yunjie and said softly: "It's better not to say anything that doesn't hurt you. As they say, you will be outside and your life will be affected."
Xia Yunjie looked at Concubine Li, slammed the table, and shouted: "They dared to kill the eunuch I sent to announce the decree. Isn't this blatant resistance? If I swallow my anger, how can I make the world surrender?"
Seeing his angry look, Concubine Li couldn't help but sigh: "Can't you think of a way to solve it once and for all, instead of having a verbal war with him?"
Linghu Kuangyu and the Right Prime Minister were both shocked and stared at Concubine Li, speechless.
Xia Yunjie raised his eyebrows and said fiercely: "How could I forget this matter? If my father is no longer here, who else in the world will take care of me?"
The right minister moved his mouth, but no words came out.
Linghu Kuangyu seemed to remember something and stared blankly at Xia Yunjie and Li Fei. He suddenly felt a little scared.
"Although some of the disciples you spent so much money and care on have been dispersed by your father, there are still some who can be used. Do you still need me to teach you this?"
Li Fei looked at the three of them and said calmly.
Compared to being ruthless, I am afraid no one in the palace can be a match for Concubine Li. Otherwise, the original queen would not have left the palace to become a monk and no longer pay attention to the affairs of the court.
After glancing at the silent Linghu Kuangyu and Right Prime Minister, guessing that they were still undecided, Li Fei said softly: "Those who want to achieve great things cannot have the heart of a Bodhisattva."
"When faced with trouble, you have to be quick, ruthless and poisonous, otherwise when they catch their breath, they will knock you into hell with a single backhand."
Li Fei's voice was as cold as ice, piercing their hearts.
"Now that you have made your choice, let's go to the end." Linghu Kuangyu knew that his family had no way out, so he could only be cruel.
"This is a natural thing." Although the right minister was reluctant, he boarded the second prince's ship and could not allow him to back down.
"Then let it be decided like this, and the decree will still be promulgated to the world." Li Fei said softly, as if she was telling a trivial matter that had nothing to do with her.
The right minister was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "This is the only plan for now."
Li Fei admired the attitude of the right prime minister very much. She stretched out her fingers to knock on the chair and said with a smile: "Isn't your grandson Potian under the hands of the generalissimo? If we win, let him be the generalissimo of the empire."
Having said this, Li Fei glanced at Xia Yunjie who remained silent.
"Now that we have made a decision, as long as we win, we will make Long Potian the Grand Marshal of the Empire." Xia Yunjie said in a deep voice.
He was more ruthless than Li Fei when it came to things like appointing officials and making wishes. After all, he had a group of killers working for him. If he didn't have some means, how could he subdue those masters in the world.
"Since everyone is in the same boat, we must work together. As long as we get through the current difficulties, we won't have to worry about these small things for decades or even centuries to come."
Li Fei waved her hand and told the three of them to retreat. It was time for her to rest.
The three of them left the Changchun Palace. The new emperor Xia Yunjie looked at his right minister and said, "I would also like to trouble your right minister to write a letter. I will have someone bring it to Deputy Commander Long in southern Xinjiang."
The right minister looked up at the hazy sky and replied calmly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will go back to my hometown to repair the book and hand it over to you early tomorrow morning."
Xia Yunjie nodded, then looked at Linghu Kuangyu and said, "I would also like to trouble my uncle to select some people with high cultivation, and I will select some as well."
"This is a natural thing, your Majesty, don't worry." Linghu Kuangyu glanced at him and sighed deeply.
The stakes this time are too high. If you are not careful, the whole family, or even the entire clan, will be in a desperate situation.
It's just that he and the right prime minister both have hope. What if they win?
When people are alive, they always have something to look forward to.
