Fake eunuchs in the harem

The emperor sighed: "This time the Empress Dowager and Zhang Renfeng are obviously targeting you. They want me to punish you and the third prince severely."

"Your Majesty, do you really believe that I wrote that letter to the Third Prince?"

Liu Hairui stared at the emperor and asked.

"If I believed it, I would have sent you to death row long ago. How could I not know your loyalty to me?"

The emperor said indifferently: "Someone is definitely going to frame you in this matter, you just have to be careful, it's just that the empress dowager and Zhang Renfeng's side of the Qing Dynasty are making things difficult for me."

"Leave this matter to the servant, and the servant will definitely handle it well."

Liu Hairui said confidently: "As long as there are slaves around, Zhang Renfeng's plot will not succeed."

"How do you cope?"

The emperor tilted his head, a little puzzled.

"Your Majesty just wait for the news."

Liu Hairui said: "The most important thing right now is to bury Princess Qing'er first."

"Haichen, I want to ask you something. What is the relationship between you and Princess Qing'er?"

The emperor has long felt the extraordinary relationship between the two, but Princess Qing'er was a monk before her death, so it is inconvenient to mention it.

"Returning to Your Majesty, Princess Qing'er has always loved the slave, but the slave is a eunuch and can't give her anything, so she became a monk. The slave is sorry for her."

Liu Hairui knows that some things can be concealed, which is a capital offense, and some things cannot be concealed, everyone knows.

"Well, you came to see her for the last time, I think she should be very happy."

The emperor smiled in comfort: "Zhen is going back to the palace, do you want to go back together?"

"The slave will not return first, and find a way to deal with Zhang Renfeng."

Liu Hairui bowed and sent the emperor away.

Without time to immerse herself in the death of Princess Qing'er, Liu Hairui had no choice but to embark on a new journey. It was not an easy task to deal with a man like Zhang Renfeng who held a heavy hand. If there was a slight mistake, it would only give him a better side of the Qing Dynasty excuse.So he has to be careful, and he's sure to hit.

Chapter 147

Liu Hairui didn't go back to the palace, but went directly to find Da Chong, now he must implement his plan as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late if Zhang Renfeng really mobilizes troops to Qingjun's side.

Da Chong didn't expect that Liu Hairui would come to see him in secret, and he didn't believe it when he heard the report from his subordinates, but when he actually saw Liu Hairui, he was a little surprised and hurried to salute.

"Okay, tiger, you and I are not outsiders, get up."

Liu Hairui stood up with the help of the tiger.

"Bishop Hai's secret visit must be something important, right?"

The tiger said seriously.

"Well, do you still have some influence among the people?"

Liu Hairui asked.

"Yes, they are all my brothers, reliable."

The tiger replied without thinking.

"That's good, Bishop Hai needs your help."

"Bishop Hai just obeys orders."

Da Chong put his head up, listened to Liu Hairui's so-and-so and so-and-so, and smiled.

On Da Chong's side, Liu Hairui didn't delay too long, fearing that Zhang Renfeng would find out, and after explaining the matter, he walked out alone and quietly returned to the palace.

The funeral of Princess Qing'er was very grand, and the whole country mourned.

After finishing the funeral, Liu Hairui sat alone in the handsome tent drinking, not in a good mood. For him, there were countless women around him, so there was no need to be sad for Princess Qinger, but this lovely girl once brought Liu Hairui always felt a sense of emptiness and loss after his death.

"You don't usually drink like this."

Grandson Yiyi snatched the wine glass from Liu Hairui's hand: "Princess Qing'er is gone, I know you are very sad, but right now, everyone in the palace is staring at you."

"I know."

Liu Hairui said with a wry smile, "It's just that I'm in a bad mood."

"Shangguan Feifei came here just now and asked when you can release the third prince."

Elder Sun Yiyi sat down and took Liu Hairui's hand.

"What did you tell her?"

"I just said that this matter is quite complicated, and it will take some time, so let her not worry."

Elder Sun Yiyi said softly: "Pay more attention to your body, you still have a lot of things to do."

"it is good."

Liu Hairui nodded, and hugged his grandson Yiyi in his arms, tears streaming from his eyes.

Early the next morning, before he woke up, the emperor sent someone to call Liu Hairui over. After walking all the way, he became sober a lot, and he seemed to become more energetic. He entered the imperial study room, and the emperor retreated to let Liu Hairui Ray sat on a chair beside him.

"Haichen, do you know why I called you?"

the emperor asked.

"I don't know. Could it be that Zhang Renfeng couldn't help Annai?"

Liu Hairui guessed.

"That's why, now Zhang Renfeng has made his army approach the west gate of the imperial city, and asked me to hand over you and the third prince."

The emperor said wearily: "This Zhang Renfeng is really getting more and more presumptuous."

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Liu Hairui raised his head slightly and looked at the emperor.

"I haven't planned to hand over you and the third prince. It would be a loss of God's prestige. What can I do? You have to think about it quickly. You must prevent Zhang Renfeng's people from entering the city."

The emperor said hastily.

"The slave has already figured out a way. Zhang Renfeng will definitely not enter the city this time."