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Kyushu questioned the crime, and the shadow emperor retired.Although Lin'an is chaotic, the prosperous age is not decadent.

After Qi Lin left Jinxiang Tower, he first arranged for Yuetianying to clean up the battlefield and control the city defenses. After the fire in the palace was extinguished, he entered the palace as Pingnanhou to preside over the affairs of the clan.

There are three clans, one is the old relatives who have taken root in Lin'an for generations, the other is the children and grandchildren who have not yet received fiefs, and the third is the princes and kings who rushed back from other places to rescue them.

The soldiers were domineering, and everyone complained quite a bit, but those with strong bones had already died in battle, and most of the remaining ones had no courage to resist.

Jin Nian's father-in-law had two swollen peach eyes, and he wanted to reconcile them. Qi Lin then asked, "Where is the prince?" " Qi Lin said with a smile: "Why, father-in-law suspects that Qi is plotting something wrong?" Jin Nian: "I dare not."

Qi Lin shelved this matter, first settled down with the clan, and then dealt with Xiao Lian.In the next afternoon, he went back to Tianying to ask, and found out that General Lan Hua entered the palace last night taking advantage of the chaos, robbing jewels, raping and killing court ladies.

Afterwards, rumors arose in the palace, perhaps the heir of the monster was not strong enough to inherit the rule, and Yuetianying was unstoppable, and the destiny was hard to break...

When the sundial was announced, General Lanhua of Yuetian Camp was summoned by Qi Lin to Jingheng Hall to interrogate him.

"Resentment for not being successful, angry for not being rich, doubtful for being poor, following the good, self-reliant on high merit, arrogant and extravagant, tyrannical, and the law of the country does not tolerate it." Even if they are brothers, they violate the laws of the country and are intolerant.

Jin Yu arrived sweating profusely, just as the cold light of Chixiao Sword flashed by, and a human head fell down on the white marble avenue.

Qi Lin's hands trembled slightly, and ordered Jin Nian to say: "Welcome the prince back to the East Palace." Surrounded by palace officials, the Empress Dowager Xiao pulled the prince Yun Ling out of the secret room, one old and one young, pale and decrepit.

Qi Lin ordered Jin Yu to personally lead his troops to guard the palace, and appointed Tian Hao as the commander of the Yulin Army, and then negotiated with the clan about the enthronement of the new emperor in an orderly manner.

Until sunset, the remnants of sparks were flying in Changle Avenue, like a river of incense, carrying news from the palace to Zuo Cheng's mansion.

Inside the mansion, Lin Yun shook his fan and told the butler with a smile, "Have the guards at the gate withdrawn yet? Clean up, there will be distinguished guests coming soon."

After a while, Qi Lin really came, and Lin Yun bowed and said, "I admire the general's courage." Qi Lin didn't enter the door, so he asked on the steps: "When will officials from the three provinces be able to serve as directors of the yamen?"

Lin Yun smiled: "Good question, and it's a coincidence that you and I will meet someone together." Qi Lin: "Who?" Lin Yun: "Old Nan."

Nan Lao, rich in education and five cars, is more than a few years old, and has been upright all his life, which can be regarded as a model for ministers and workers.It's just that he has a habit of not going to court when the emperor changes.

"Let's go." When the two arrived, the gate of the Nanfu was closed tightly, and several jars of osmanthus wine were suddenly thrown out from the bluestone wall, shattered to the ground, and the fragrance of the wine disappeared. Going to court, I want to return this old man to a peaceful and prosperous world... Even if she misuses a courtier, this old man still recognizes her as a generation of Mingjun..."

Two hours passed, the gate of the mansion was still closed, and there was no movement in the mansion.Lin Yun shrugged his shoulders: "Since that's the case, Lin will start dealing with the drought in the northern states tomorrow."

Looking at the bluestone wall, Qi Lin felt very complicated.Once in An Minju, Han Shui said countless times that the empress is a wise king, and the wise king will not treat his subjects wrong...

On the way home, with the night stars hanging high, Qi Lin blocked Lin Yun's carriage: "Did Master Han experience anything in prison?"

Lin Yun raised the curtain of the car with a feather fan, and said frivolously: "I said it a long time ago, it's impossible to control..." Before he could finish speaking, the general grabbed his neck and dragged him out of the window alive.

Qi Lin looked at the gentle and gloomy face with cold eyes: "If it weren't for worrying that the state affairs will be left unattended, Qi would have killed you long ago."

Lin Yun tugged on his collar, but gave a difficult smile: "No matter how shameless a person is, it still hurts after being skinned and boned. Why, the general doesn't even let people shout about the pain, so you expect people to smile at you?"

That night, the whole city was under martial law, and the sword soldiers of Yuetian Camp patrolled Changle Street back and forth, like silver dragons lurking under the moon.Qi Lin let Lin Zuocheng go, and had a drink with a few hard-working brothers before riding his horse to Jinxiang Tower.

Half asleep and half awake, Han Shui vaguely heard the door being pushed open and the sound of clothes falling to the ground.Then, the bed curtain was pulled away, and a person squeezed to the side...

Han Shui was lying on his side with his face facing inward, and he clenched the corner of the quilt tightly in his hands: "Qi Lin?" He clenched even tighter: "Is that you?" He turned around, met those clear and familiar eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief .

Qi Lin: "Who else could it be?" Han Shui said nothing.Qi Lin sighed and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Qingyan, when Ling'er ascends the throne, I will arrange for you to be worshiped by all the officials with him." Stroking the cloud-like silk, "He is also eleven, and if he is sensible, he must first recognize you..."

After a moment of silence, Han Shui smiled.

That night, Han Shui fell asleep and slept for seven days and nights.When he woke up, Lin'an had already lifted the ban, and the street market was still bustling.

In the Jinxiang Tower, the pipa was played, and the singer Haitang saw that Mr. Xuanyi was wearing a mask and lying on the red lacquered railing, she smiled, and plucked the strings: "My lord, this Lin'an City, the good show is like a horse passing the lamp, ordinary people, Just take it lightly."

Under the mask, Han Shui also smiled: "I know."

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This volume is about Han Shui's regency in the world.