In Yanjing City, as the Chinese New Year is approaching, the atmosphere becomes more and more cheerful.
However, because this year is the first year of the late emperor's funeral, the etiquette does not allow for a grand ceremony.
But Yanjing is an imperial city. No matter how low-key it is, the avenues on both sides are dotted with red.
As the end of the year approaches, the crowds in the city become larger and larger, and the excitement becomes chaotic.
"General Fu!" A child's voice came cheerfully from the city gate: "General Fu has returned to the court!"
Then the city gate was wide open, and a small team with iron horses and unicorn armor entered the city.
Fu Youting is riding on a horse, with a charming appearance that is completely different from his identity.
The eyebrows are too raised and the nose is too straight. If it weren't for the handsome armor, he would look more like an idle playboy.
But when he wasn't smiling, he looked a little fierce.
The children recognized him, and Fu Youting loved to play with them every time he returned to Beijing.
Put the boys on horses and ask them what they want to be when they grow up.
The boys always shouted: "Be a general! A general like you!"
But it didn't happen this time. His horse was very fast, throwing away the lieutenant, and rushed straight into the palace.
The guards outside the palace gate recognized his horse and did not expect him to come back so quickly.
Originally, the journey from southern Xinjiang to Yanjing took fifteen days, but since His Majesty ordered the recall, it has only taken ten days.
"General!" Before the guard could react, Fu Youting had already thrown off his horse's reins and came over, and others were already walking in quickly.
If it weren't for the tense war, Fu Youting would have come back long ago.
He missed the great changes in the DPRK and the new emperor's ascension to the throne.
When the war was finally resolved, they heard that the Cheng family was in prison and Cheng Ning was the concubine.
Even though he couldn't help but want to return to the DPRK, he received a personal letter from Cheng Ning asking him to stay in southern Xinjiang.
A few months have passed and everything has changed.
It wasn't until Wei Yanzhou sent out the news of his recall that he hurried back from southern Xinjiang.
Just after leaving court, the courtiers walked out in twos and threes.
Seeing Fu Youting walking in a hurry and walking in without looking back, they were all startled and got out of the way.
"General Fu, why are you in such a hurry? Is there a dangerous military situation in southern Xinjiang?"
"General Fu, alas, His Majesty is still discussing matters with Prime Minister Xie, you must not——"
"I'm scared to death. With Fu Youting's expression, someone who didn't know it would have thought he was going to overturn His Majesty's table!"
"Isn't he always like this? When the late emperor was in power, he was so arrogant. Except for Cheng Ning, who can get his good looks..."
"Speaking of Concubine Xi, I heard from Mr. Xie that her voice has been bad for more than ten days and she still can't make a sound."
The official who said this was suddenly grabbed by the collar.
Fu Youting's dark face magnified in front of him, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth: "What do you think happened to Cheng Ning?"
"Xi, Concubine Xi is mute!"
This matter spread throughout the palace and outside, mainly from the queen.
Xie Nianyao's story was that Cheng Ning caused her to fall into a demonic state, and was later found out by Wei Yanzhou and punished.
Who knew that Cheng Ning's endurance was so low that he immediately became mute.
Fu Youting's pupils shrank, he turned away from the person, and stepped up the steps of Chengqian Hall faster.
Wang was delighted to see him coming and wiped his forehead, which was dripping with sweat in the winter.
"General Fu!" He stopped the person who was about to break in.
Fu Youting frowned and looked at him, smiling eerily: "Wang Xi, I never knew that you would one day be able to become the general manager."
Wang Xi has always been Wei Yanzhou's personal attendant.
This means that he did not expect that one day Wei Yanzhou would be the emperor.
Yes, who would have thought that the political situation in Yanjing City would become like this in such a short half year?
"What General Fu said is that it is the old slave's blessing that His Majesty does not abandon him."
Wang Xi has always been a considerate person, his words are well-rounded, and he will not be irritated at all.
Fu Youting was too lazy to talk to him: "I want to see him, you go and communicate."
He didn't talk about your majesty, nor did he call him the new emperor. He had the same mentality as everyone else about Wei Yanzhou's ascension to the throne.
——Why did the late emperor pass the throne to Wei Yanzhou?
His preference is obviously Wei Yanshu!
"General, I'm afraid you have to wait for a long time. Your Majesty is discussing tax reform with Prime Minister Xie Yang."
In fact, it is not a negotiation.
The implementation of the tax system was indeed not going smoothly. Several wealthy businessmen in Yanjing took the lead in making noise and launched a resistance.
Wei Yanzhou decisively ordered the person to be killed just as he had told Cheng Ning that day.
Moreover, the human head is still hanging on the city gate, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys is quite a deterrent.
Today in court, Yang Mu couldn't help it, pointed at Wei Yanzhou's nose and cursed his tyranny, calling him a tyrant.
In order to show his loyalty, Prime Minister Xie immediately defended himself: "Master Yang, how can you say this? If your majesty is not for the people's livelihood, why would you use this trick?"
"You don't have to rush to flatter me. You know how you got your position as prime minister!"
The two sides instantly started to quarrel with each other, and their faces turned red.
Originally, the courtiers were worried, thinking that Yang Mu was dead this time.
Unexpectedly, Wei Yanzhou not only didn't get angry, but instead smiled and carried these noisy people to the study room.
Yang Mu is a typical straight minister who puts the interests of the people first, and killing people is intolerable to him.
There is still a quarrel inside, Yang Mu and Xie Zhiyun, both of them are blushing and thick-necked.
Wei Yanzhou held his head, looking like he was about to fall asleep.
Xie Zhiyun didn't know what he was talking about, so he turned his head and asked, "Do you think it's His Majesty?"
"Well," Wei Yanzhou raised his eyes, not knowing what he was listening to.
Yang Mu was furious: "Your Xie family must have received a lot of benefits, otherwise you can go against the merchant?! Your Majesty, do you trust him so much?"
The old man will be so angry that he will vomit blood.
Wei Yanzhou responded leisurely again, and then asked: "You two have been arguing for so long, have you come up with a better and more advantageous method?"
Apparently not.
Back and forth, long and unfocused.
But there was no result.
Wei Yanzhou seemed tired: "Then go back and think about it, when will it happen? I am all ears."
He took the abuse and gave it a chance.
Since Yang Mu can't give him any better results besides crusading against his tyranny, his patience has run out.
Yang Mu left angrily.
Xie Zhiyun stopped talking.
"What, is there anything else?"
Xie Zhiyun hesitated and said: "I heard that Concubine Xi is now suffering from a mute disease that is difficult to recover from. Since ancient times, palace concubines should be in good health. For the sake of future heirs, should I-"
Cheng Ning was always a worry for the Xie family in the harem.
Apart from her, Xie Nianyao can live in peace.
Now is a great opportunity. Cheng Ning is already suffering from mute disease, so what dignity does he have left in the harem?
"What?"
Wei Yanzhou raised his brows, seemingly interested, but there was a dark murderous intent hidden in his eyes.
