Zhao Junhan has been very annoyed by the old ministers' excuses lately.
They all want him to start a draft, as if if he doesn't add new people to his harem, they will also have no descendants.
He refutes all the excuses with a cold face, and then there are some intentional or unintentional ones.
He picked out those people's faults, punished them, and scolded them.
The performance was obvious enough, and this was enough to make them calm down. mobile network After leaving the court, Zhao Junhan left Lu Chengyuan alone.
Lu Chengyuan's cold face was quite scary, at least it made people stay away from him.
He had killed countless people with his hands, but it was quite a lot.
"Prince Qing has left Beijing" he asked casually.
Lu Chengyuan clasped his hands and said, "The spies are here to report that he is indeed almost at the border."
Zhao Junhan nodded, turned around and said to him: "I'm afraid I will have to trouble Mr.
Lu."
Lu Chengyuan lowered his eyes and his mind sank, "Your Majesty, just ask."
Zhao Junhan squinted at him and suddenly smiled, seeming to be mocking himself and others, "I'm still worried.
This imperial brother of mine is not an ordinary person.
If you can force me to release him to the frontier today, then what?
No matter how hard he comes, I can force me to give him the position of the Nine-Fifth Supreme Being."
Lu Chengyuan choked in his throat.
He didn't expect that he would speak to him so bluntly, "Prince Qing must not dare to do this."
Zhao Junhan curled his lips and his eyes darkened, "He is a famous general.
There is nothing he dares not do, and there is nothing he dare not think.
If this country is in turmoil, then only the common people will suffer.
In order to avoid future troubles, , I will have to trouble Mr.
Lu with this matter."
Lu Chengyuan has already guessed.
It seems that the new emperor still intends to eliminate the roots and leave no way out.
This is not surprising.
The winner is the king and the loser.
Not leaving a way out is what an emperor should do.
Lu Chengyuan pretended to be stupid, "I am stupid, I hope the emperor will make it clear."
Zhao Junhan played with the beads on the table and said playfully: "Prince Qing cannot be allowed to live."
Lu Chengyuan is smart, isn't he just refusing all the time?
He has made it clear that he doesn't want to do it, but he still has to do this, and no one else would be able to do it.
Lu Chengyuan didn't want to agree.
This was definitely not a good job.
"I am afraid that I will live up to the emperor's important mission.
I think it is safer to let the secret guards do this."
Zhao Junhan guessed that he would not agree, "No, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better.
Besides, King Qing's skills are extraordinary.
Ordinary people are not his opponents.
Only you, I am completely at ease.
Mr.
Lu, this is Not willing" The words had already reached this point.
Lu Chengyuan couldn't shirk him even if he wanted to.
He was thinking about the new emperor's intentions.
Whether he really wanted to kill Prince Qing or transfer him from the capital, he couldn't tell clearly this time. .
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"I obey the order."
"The sooner Mr.
Lu sets out, the better.
We can't delay this matter.
If possible, don't bring any of your followers with you.
After all, it's not a glorious thing."
He ordered lightly.
Lawrence Lu was stunned for a moment, "Yes."
Zhao Junhan waved his hand and let him go out.
Dafu brought tea in and Zhao Juanhan took a sip before asking: "Where is Song Duan now?"
Dafu thought for a moment before answering, "Your Majesty, he previously set up a separate courtyard outside the palace."
He added, "I don't know what he is doing."
Zhao Junhan put down the teacup and said, "Tell him Lu Chengyuan's whereabouts, and he will know what he should do."
Dafu said "Promise".
"go out."
Zhao Junhan didn't really want to kill Zhao Shizong, he wanted to use Tiaohu Lishan to kill Lu Chengyuan.
He knew about the relationship between He Ling and Song Duan before, and he wanted to understand why Song Duan liked to target Lu Chengyuan over the years, even confronting him in public again and again.
Taking action, such a deep hatred must be retaliated.
In fact, Zhao Junhan didn't completely believe in Lu Chengyuan.
Jin Yiwei's power was not small, and he couldn't put it on Lu Chengyuan.
But if there was no fair and just reason to kill him, he could only think of other means.
Isn't it best to use a borrowed knife to kill someone?
As for the person Jin Yiwei will replace Lu Chengyuan, he has already found him.
He thought that the one who died between Song Duan and Lu Chengyuan must be Lu Chengyuan.
Song Duan was reluctant to die.
He had worries and concerns, unlike Lu Chengyuan, who was alone in his family and had no two people to rely on.
Any news in the palace spread quickly.
He Ling heard that the previous dynasty was at loggerheads over the emperor's concubines, and he even punished several officials heavily for this.
He Ling was sewing her purse at the time, and the maid who was serving her said in her ear: "The emperor is so kind to the empress.
I thought that the emperor would definitely tell the empress in advance about this concubine."
The needle in He Ling's hand was deflected, and the tip of the needle pricked her finger.
She took a breath of cold air and wiped the blood with a handkerchief.
Now she had no intention of sewing her purse.
She asked everyone who was guarding the house to go out, and she sat quietly in front of the window, holding her head and not knowing what she was looking at.
He Ling felt strangely uncomfortable, as if a breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get through it.
He Ling remembered that that night, Zhao Junhan half-jokingly asked her if she liked her more.
How did she respond at that time?
The word "yes" almost blurted out of her mouth.
In He Ling's mind was his immortal face, his gentle voice when he spoke to her, and his reticent look.
How could he feel that he didn't like him?
It's just that she didn't notice it herself before, so he came into her heart unknowingly.
He Ling has always been a timid person.
He abandoned him out of his own world from the beginning and only regarded him as a so-called "sympathy" person.
Little did he know that his tolerance for him had already exceeded that of ordinary people.
He Ling suddenly stood up from the chair, picked up her skirt and ran towards the door.
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She wants to see him.
Right now.
The palace maid had no time to stop He Ling, and saw her disappearing from sight like a gust of wind.
He Ling held up the hem of her skirt and ran very fast, as if the wind was blowing on her feet.
She looked ahead and could hear her own breathing.
Her breath became heavier and the pace of her feet slowed down.
He Ling ran to the door of Chang'an Palace and suddenly stopped again.
At this moment, for some reason, he just couldn't walk.
She was panting, maybe because of running, her little face turned red, and there was a little sweat on her forehead, but it was not obvious.
He Ling took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and went in.
His feet had just crossed the threshold when he happened to see Zhao Junhan coming out of the inner hall.
As soon as her heart moved, she ran over and stood in front of him.
Zhao Junhan looked surprised, as if he didn't expect her to come now.
The tip of her nose was also red.
Zhao Junhan's voice was very doting.
He asked: "Why are you running?"
He Ling stared at him with wide eyes, not feeling guilty at all and losing her usual little daughter's manner, and remained silent.
Zhao Junhan helplessly took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked half-coaxingly: "What's wrong?
Is someone bullying you?"
After asking, I realized something was wrong.
Now that she was the queen, and under her nose, who would dare to bully her?
He Ling came to her senses and shook her head, "No, no one bullied me."
Zhao Junhan naturally took her hand and said, "It's hot outside, let's go in and talk."
He Ling obediently asked him to take him into the house, and it was indeed much cooler.
He Ling took her hand away from his palm, looked at him steadily, and asked, "Are you going to become a concubine?"
Zhao Junhan was startled for a moment, then stubbornly took her hand back.
He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Who said that?"
Kazuya didn't say who told her, "Can you tell me if it is?"
Zhao Junhan tapped her nose and said, "That's nonsense.
It's nothing."
He Ling reached out and actively put her arms around his waist, resting her little head on his generous chest, and said in a low voice: "I don't want you to become a concubine, I feel uncomfortable."
She said again, "Zhao Junhan, I feel uncomfortable."
In the world, she was the only one who dared to call him by his first name.
Zhao Junhan was ecstatic for a while, and then he laughed awkwardly.
He held her hand with a lot of strength and squeezed it tightly, refusing to let go.
He said several times, "No, no, don't worry I won't."
He pulled her wrist away, stared at her for a long time, then aimed at her lips and bit them.
It's not the gentle force of the past, it's the feeling of biting so hard that your heart's blood is pouring into it.
After letting go of the corner of her lips, he stared down at her with deep eyes and asked, "You like me, right?"
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