Qin Shuyun quickly reached into her arms and took out the memorial written by Zhao Hao.
Zhao Wenxiang took it and opened it to watch.
Qin Shuyun quickly stopped and said: "Brother Xiang, this is a memorial to His Majesty..."
Zhao Wenxiang said: "How dare you directly hand over the memorial written by that bastard to His Majesty for reading?"
Qin Shuyun was startled and said yes.
She was not around when this memorial was written, so she really doesn't know what is written in it.
It’s better to take a look first before you can rest assured.
Seeing that his wife no longer stopped him, Zhao Wenxiang gently opened the memorial.
Before he even read the content, the font alone stunned him.
Because this is a font he has never seen before.
Every word is slim, delicate, solemn, and elegant.
Simple without reducing, exquisite and meticulous.
It gives people a feeling of nobility, elegance and mystery.
Although it lacks strength and thickness, it has a rhythm like a violent storm.
Smart and rhythmic.
He took a deep breath and turned around suddenly to look at Qin Shuyun, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Mei Yun, was this memorial written by Hao'er?"
Qin Shuyun said: "Yes, Brother Xiang, look, this paper was taken from your study."
Zhao Wenxiang took a look and found that it was indeed the case.
Suppressing the shock inside.
He began to read the memorial.
It didn't matter what he saw, all the hairs on his body stood up.
[Think of me doing great work. It has been more than 140 years since the founding of the country. Since Emperor Taizu, I have fought for four generations...]
【The rise and fall, everyone is responsible】
[Be worried when the world is worried first, and be happy when the world is happy later]
[View the world with blank eyes, serve the country with loyalty]
【Dedicate yourself to the end of your life and die】
[When a man is about to die, his words are kind; when a bird is about to die, his song is also mournful]
This, this, this, this...
Is this all written by that bastard boy who grew up only knowing how to be arrogant and domineering?
How can this be?
Zhao Wenxiang couldn't believe it and felt that his brain was not enough!
Seeing his chest rising and falling and his face turning red, Qin Shuyun thought Qin Hao had gotten into trouble during the memorial.
She quickly advised: "Brother Xiang, please don't blame Hao'er. If it doesn't work, we won't submit this self-examination memorial to His Majesty."
Zhao Wenxiang took a deep breath again, calmed down, turned to look at Qin Shuyun and said: "Sister Yun, our bastard son has a great talent!"
"ah?"
Qin Shuyun didn't expect that her husband would say such a sentence, and thought she heard it wrong.
"So, there is nothing wrong with Hao'er's memorial?"
Zhao Wenxiang said: "Not only is there no problem, this is the most beautiful memorial I have ever seen in my life! Sister Yun, please go home first and wait for the news. My husband will go to the palace to see His Majesty!"
After that, he arranged for someone to deal with the mess here, then took two close guards, the remaining nine thunders, and the memorial, and headed towards the palace without stopping.
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…
Imperial Palace, Jiaofang Hall.
Queen Jiang Waner is currently standing in front of the desk writing something.
The maid Qingxing was waiting on the side.
Only when you get closer will you realize that the queen has been writing the same word all the time.
quiet.
For many days, the barbaric and barbaric borderline had made her unable to sleep and eat well, and it was getting worse.
Once Mubeicheng is lost, the entire Daqian will be in disaster.
The Yi and Rong in the south.
Wu and Shu in the west.
You will never miss this golden opportunity.
Every time she thought about this, she felt restless.
After returning from Chengming Hall, she had written hundreds of quiet words, but none of them could really calm her down.
On the contrary, the more I wrote, the more irritable I became.
Snapped!
Throwing the brush aside, Jiang Waner sat down on the chair slumpedly and simply stopped writing.
Qingxing, the maid on the side, advised: "Your Majesty, please do not strain yourself. Your health is important."
Jiang Waner pressed her temples with her hands and sighed tiredly: "Qing Xing, do you think Mu Beicheng is still under my control at this moment?"
Even though she was extremely upset and exhausted both physically and mentally at the moment, her appearance and temperament were still otherworldly and impossible for anyone to look directly at.
Qing Xing lowered his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, Qing Xing doesn't know."
Jiang Waner couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a peach-like smile.
This smile really turns all living beings upside down, the pearls are dizzy, the jade is fluorescent, the water covers the mist, and the fragrance is clear.
Just like the mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens who accidentally fell into the mortal world, she captivated the country and captivated the soul.
After laughing, Jiang Waner snorted as if she was dissatisfied: "Qing Xing, you always have such a temper, can't you say what I want to hear and what I like to hear?"
Qing Xing lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, Qing Xing will never lie about anything that Qing Xing doesn't know."
Jiang Waner stretched out her slender green-like jade fingers and pointed at Qing Xing. Before she could speak, a young eunuch quickly ran in from outside.
Before arriving at the desk, the young eunuch hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhao Wenxiang, the internal historian, has asked to see you, saying that he has something important to report!"
Jiang Waner's beautiful eyebrows raised, and she was a little surprised. She pondered for a moment before ordering: "Let him come in."
"yes!"
The little eunuch quickly got up and went out, and soon led Zhao Wenxiang in.
Zhao Wenxiang knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, Zhao Wenxiang, kowtow to you!"
Jiang Waner sat upright and said softly: "Zhao Aiqing, get up and talk."
Zhao Wenxiang thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Then he stood up.
Jiang Waner said: "Not long after the court meeting ended, Zhao Aiqing came to see me in a hurry. Is there something important?"
Because of the wild and barbaric behavior, she had long forgotten about Zhao Hao teasing Princess Yongning and being thrown into the prison to wait for questioning.
For so many days, Zhao Wenxiang never mentioned it, and he never approached her alone about it, which made her forget it even more completely.
However, seeing Zhao Wenxiang at this moment, she suddenly remembered.
Calculating the time, there are still three days until the day when Zhao Hao asks to be killed.
Zhao Wenxiang probably couldn't remain indifferent and came to plead for mercy.
With this thought in her mind, Jiang Waner remained calm, and her beautiful eyes fell on Zhao Wenxiang with a questioning meaning.
Zhao Wenxiang quickly bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I have just returned to the Neishi Yamen and got a magical weapon. This object is called Hongtian Lei. It has earth-shaking terrifying power. If it is assembled in the army, it can instantly change the situation on the battlefield. Therefore, I came here to report to Your Majesty!"
After hearing Zhao Wenxiang's words, Jiang Waner suddenly stood up from her chair.
The maid Qing Xing on the side also had a strange look in her eyes.
Jiang Waner said in a deep voice: "Zhao Aiqing, is what you said true?"
Zhao Wenxiang said quickly: "Your Majesty, I don't dare to tell any lies. I have already tested the thunder. Just a small one destroyed a courtyard in the Neishi Yamen. Your Majesty just heard a sound in the city." Explosion?”
Jiang Waner and Qing Xing looked at each other, then nodded and said, "Yes, Qing Xing and I heard it just now. We thought it was thunder from a clear sky. Zhao Aiqing, could it be that the sound of thunder just now was what you said?"
