Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

"Why?" Shen Chun asked.

Feng Feibai looked up at him, with some doubts in his eyes: "What?"

"Your Majesty is the emperor. The world is originally your Majesty's. The ministers are in charge of the army, and the government is in charge of the government. They have to intervene in everything. It is also possible to say that there are covetous emperors. According to the practice of previous dynasties, even if they are cut into pieces, they will die." It is not an exaggeration, not only does His Majesty not want to kill the minister, but he also feels guilty, why?" Shen Chun looked at him and asked with a light smile.

His gaze was not sharp, but Feng Feibai met his gaze, as if all the thoughts in his heart were exposed in front of him.

why?Naturally, it's not just because of admiration, but because of admiration. I don't know when it started, but there is only room for this person in my eyes and hearts.

It's not that the queen mother has never thought of letting him marry the queen, but no matter how good the color is, the overwhelming power of the rebirth can't touch his heart. No matter how good the others are, there is no room for comparison with Shen Chun.

Already admiring the best in this world, how can I accommodate others.

But the person he adores is the person he needs to guard against, contend for, and confront. He has no choice but to take away the power, power and admiration from this person. After all, he chose the former, so how could he expect this person to treat him differently? Feelings.

"Although I am not a wise king, I am not a person who kills indiscriminately. How can I kill King Yi who has worked so hard for the country and the people?" Feng Feibai said.

"So that's the case, it seems that the subject is delusional." Shen Chun's tone was slightly regretful.

Feng Feibai felt sad at first, but when he heard what he said, he was shocked, but felt that he might have heard it wrong: "Aiqing...what do you mean by that?"

"I like masculinity, as I said when I was drunk before, Your Majesty is very suitable for me." Shen Chun grabbed Feng Feibai's elbow and pulled it closer, his eyes swept over the red earlobe dripping with blood, and looked at him. Looking into his shocked eyes, he said, "Does Your Majesty understand the minister's intentions?"

Feng Feibai was quite close to him, meeting those smiling eyes, his mind was blank: "You..."

Was he actually interested in him?Seriously?

Shen Chun withdrew his hand, smiled and said: "Your Majesty is still distracted like he was when he was young."

Feng Feibai quickly returned to his senses, and hurriedly retracted his eyes when looking at him, his heart was in a mess, but he couldn't help not looking at him, the sound of his heartbeat roared in his ears, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Your Majesty has said what you want, what is Your Majesty's intention for you?" Shen Chun asked.

Feng Feibai's eyes turned slightly, and it was hard to hide the nervousness and shyness in it: "Of course I am the same."

This can be regarded as an exchange of hearts, and then what?Then what should I do?

"That's good, let's meet for two years." Shen Chun said with a smile.

Feng Feibai looked at him suspiciously: "Two years?"

"For a period of two years, if Your Majesty can take away half of the power in the hands of the ministers within two years, and let the courtiers and the people recognize it," Shen Chun paused, "If Your Majesty still has the intention after two years, I will promise His Majesty the rest of your life." A couple."

Standing shoulder to shoulder, a couple for life, sounds extraordinarily beautiful.

But what Feng Feibai didn't understand was: "Why did it take two years?"

521 raised his mind and video recorder to prevent the host from overturning.

Shen Chun smiled and said: "Your Majesty thinks that two years is too short, three years is fine."

"No!" Feng Fei was furious, and changed his tune, "...two years is enough."

Even if he tried his best, he would reach an agreement within two years.

"It's a two-year contract, does Your Majesty want to exchange tokens?" Shen Chun asked.

People's hearts are changeable, and the heart of an emperor is the most changeable, especially after gaining power and status, with one word, the whole world surrenders.

Power and status are fleeting to Shen Chun, because they can be easily let go when they are at their fingertips, but this may not be the case for ordinary people.

If you stay in a high position for a long time, you will inevitably lose your heart. There are many beauties in the world, but the emperor can bring them into the palace one by one.

Two years is a test of ability, but also a test of sincerity. If you like it, you must first occupy it before talking.

And love is the best thing if you can't get it.

Since it was an agreement, proof was indeed needed, Feng Fei put his finger into his sleeve, hesitated for a moment, and took out the red jade ring.

The jade red is like blood, and it is carved with flourishing flowers and a fox with its tail wrapped around the flowers.

The hatchback pattern is subverted, which looks extremely delicate.

Feng Feibai grabbed Shen Chun's hand, lowered his eyes and put the finger on. The fingers were long and slender, and the ruby ​​was worn on it, which looked even more beautiful than imagined.

Shen Chun withdrew his hand, Mo Shuo turned the finger, and when he glanced at the emperor's slight movement, he smiled and said: "It's very suitable."

Judging from the color of the jade, it is obvious that it has been made a long time ago, and he often wears it on his body to play with. The size just fits his thumb, so it can be seen that it is made to order.

"It's good enough." Feng Feibai looked at the rotating finger, and for some reason felt a little itchy in his heart, until Shen Chun covered the place with his sleeve before looking away.

Shen Chun's eyes darkened slightly with that look of relief and relief, he smiled, took out something from his sleeve, grabbed Feng Feibai's hand and put it on: "This is my token."

The thing in the palm was a little heavy, and it seemed that the warmth of Shen Chun's palm was still on it. When Feng Feibai saw what it was, he looked at him in shock: "Tiger Talisman? Why did you give me this."

"The Tiger Talisman of the Annan Army has a population of [-]." Shen Chun looked at the little emperor and said, "Your Majesty is in power, and there should be an army dispatcher in his hands."

To control the power of the world, military strength and financial resources are especially important. Without soldiers in hand, everything is empty talk.

With these 5 horses, everything will be different from before.

Feng Feibai pinched the tiger talisman, but felt a little hot: "I..."

"Your Majesty, the Tiger Talisman is just a keepsake. Even if the Tiger Talisman is in His Majesty's hands, if I want to mobilize the Annan Army, I only need a handwritten letter. Whether I can keep it for myself depends on Your Majesty's own ability." Shen Chun mentioned He poured tea from the teapot on one side, and held the small jade cup in his hand, but the color of the ruby ​​on his finger took away all the light.

Feng Feibai's heart was suddenly settled, there was hope for what was impossible before, it was already the joy of his life, to win his favor, power and status didn't seem to matter so much.

He wants power and status, one is to protect himself and his relatives, and two... Perhaps somewhere in the dark he always feels that only by taking away this person's power can he keep him forever.

"It's getting dark, Your Majesty, go slowly." Shen Chun stood at the door and said to the emperor.

"I know." Feng Feibai took a deep look at him, and stepped into the carriage.

The carriage left in the evening wind, and the flickering lights slowly disappeared in the night. Shen Chun looked at that place but did not return for a long time.

[What is the host looking at? ] 521 asked.

[An interesting thing. 】Shen Chun laughed.

……

The court battles are changing rapidly. Although King Yi is in charge of the world, he can't stop the young emperor from being orthodox and devouring it.

Everything changed since that palace change. The emperor personally went to Yi Wang's mansion to apologize, and also erased the fault of Yi Wang holding the emperor hostage with a knife. Everything seemed to be calm, but the dark tide underneath was turbulent, and only the courtiers could perceive it.

The old officials are more orthodox, and the new officials are mostly handled by Dou Yun. They don't know the court struggles, but their loyalty to the emperor is beyond words.

However, in just two years, the structure of the court has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Your Majesty, Jin'an." The palace servants kowtowed respectfully.

"What is the urgent matter for the Queen Mother to see me?" Feng Feibai raised his hand lightly to signal his body.

"The Empress Dowager ordered that the servants dare not speak too much, and His Majesty will know when he enters." The palace servant said respectfully.

Feng Feibai feels the deepest changes in power. This feeling does not only come from the respect of the slaves, but also from the power in his hands, orders and prohibitions. The previous anxiety seems to be slowly disappearing. It will not be as hesitant as it was at first.

With the power in his hands, the empress mother seems to have become more at ease, not as panic-stricken as before.

"En." Feng Feibai responded softly, and stepped into Taikang Palace.

All the layouts in the palace are still simple, not too extravagant, and the smell of sandalwood pervades the place, making it a bit more pure.

Feng Feibai always felt quiet when he came here, but when he first arrived at the entrance of the main hall, he heard voices talking inside.

"Your Majesty is here!" the chief eunuch shouted.

The voice in the hall became quiet, and the Queen Mother's slightly joyful voice came out: "Your Majesty is coming."

"Queen..." Another voice came from a young woman.

Feng Feibai paused, but took a deep breath and stepped into it again. He greeted the queen mother, but the young woman wanted to greet him: "Ling'er sees Your Majesty."

The woman was dressed in pink, with a delicate and soft voice, and her voice was shy and timid. Looking at the bead decoration on her head, one could tell that the official position in the family was not low.

Feng Feibai sat on the left side of the high seat and said: "There is no need to be too polite."

There was a coldness in the emperor's voice, Mu Ling pursed her lips slightly, and looked at the emperor when she was flat. Although caught by the coldness in his eyes, her face was red and her heart was beating.

She has seen men in her life, but no one can surpass the right of the emperor.

The Empress Dowager was watching her face, but she looked at Feng Feibai and said, "Your Majesty, this is the granddaughter of Mu Ge Lao. She is just sixteen this year and rarely enters the palace. Ai's family is free recently, so let her Living in the palace for a period of time is also a relief from boredom."

Everyone in the world knows what it means for a girl who has not left the pavilion to be called into the palace, but it is always necessary to choose a good reason for everything.

Old Mu Ge is an important minister in the court, and most of his sons are in the court, holding important positions, and the girls of the Mu family are also queens, but in Feng Feibai's heart, the person who can live on his right is never a woman.

"If the queen mother likes girls, it's enough to raise one or two from the clan." Feng Fei's face was pale, but Mu Ling's words turned pale, "If a girl who has not left the court rashly enters the palace, if something happens Gossip will also damage your reputation."

The two-year period is approaching, although he is troubled by the need to reject his mother's good intentions to choose a concubine every time, but he is happy in his heart, only wishing that time can't pass any faster.

It's just that I didn't expect that I couldn't choose a concubine, but the queen mother thought of such an idea. If that person found out, it would be bad to think that he changed his mind.

"Ling'er go to the side hall to rest first." Hearing this, the queen mother said with a sigh in her heart.

Mu Ling resigned, and only mother and son were left in the palace. The queen mother looked at Feng Feibai and sighed, "Your Majesty is blaming the queen for making her own claims?"

Her Fei Bai has always been close to him, it is very rare that her attitude is so indifferent today.

"The queen mother is anxious, I understand it in my heart, but I don't have the heart." Feng Feibai said in a relaxed tone.

He was the youngest son, and his mother was already very old when he was born. It is said that when he was born, his mother suffered from pain all day and night, fainted several times, and gave birth to him almost dying.

The grace of childbearing is beyond heaven, Feng Feibai is naturally willing to be humble and filial, his mother is old, and his life expectancy is unknown, so it is normal to be anxious to see him marry a wife and have children.

It's just that other things are easy to discuss, but this is not the only one. He has a sweetheart, and he doesn't want to let him down, and he doesn't want to call one woman after another like his father, and let them sit and wait in the palace like mothers and queens. His luck.

"Your Majesty is King Gu Jiyi?" The Queen Mother sighed, "Now that His Majesty has begun to control the court situation, isn't it possible?"

"This is the most critical time, don't be negligent and slack." Feng Feibai said, "After this is done, we can talk about other things."

"Your Majesty has a decision in mind, but the Ai family just thinks that if there are more Mu family's help, your majesty's success will be a bit more." The queen mother said.

"Queen, I will not sacrifice my daughter's happiness to preserve my position." Feng Feibai said seriously.

The queen mother was slightly startled when she heard the words, but she smiled: "Silly boy, my son was born so handsome, and he is also an emperor. Which family's daughter doesn't want to marry into the palace? You have this heart. If you marry the queen in the future and don't want to Let me down, it’s just a few concubines, I don’t have to be like you... Forget it, since you didn’t like it, the Ai family will send Mu Ling out of the palace, so let’s let it go.”

"Yes, thank you Queen Mother." Feng Feibai said.

"Your Majesty, King Yi has entered the palace." The eunuch hurried in to salute and whispered.

Feng Feibai's heart tightened. Seeing him like this, the Queen Mother thought he was on guard, and sighed again: "Since King Yi is here, Your Majesty should be careful."

"I'll go back right away." Feng Fei was calm on the face, but worried in his heart.

It is necessary to deal with it carefully, this matter is indeed his fault.

……

In the imperial study room, Shen Chun was sitting on a chair holding a scroll, and someone from the palace offered tea and snacks. The little eunuch said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has gone to the Empress Dowager's Palace, and someone has already sent someone to pass it on. return."

"Well, I got it, let's get back." Shen Chun pinched the scroll and said.

"Yes."

[Host, the little emperor is on a blind date. ] 521 said.

[Which family's girl? 】Shen Chun asked.

[Mu's. ] 521 said.

Shen Chun flipped the pages of the book and said with a smile: 【The problem is not big. 】

The little emperor is pure crooked, if a man needs to be on guard, it is a woman.

Feng Feibai hurried back, and what he saw when he stepped into the main hall was this kind of lazy and leisurely scene. He raised his hands and screened back to the left and right, and when he went up, he was uncertain: "Aiqing is waiting."

Shen Chun put down his book and got up, saluted and said: "See Your Majesty."

"You and I don't have to be like this." Feng Feibai felt joy in his heart when he saw him, and stretched out his hand to support him, "There are no outsiders."

"Okay." Shen Chun sat down, subconsciously brushed the finger on the finger and said, "Why did Your Majesty go to the Empress Dowager's Palace today?"

Feng Feibai was about to sit beside him, but his movements froze, his eyes wandered: "It's just to say hello."

"So that's how it is." Shen Chun smiled, "It's noon now, can Your Majesty have dinner in the Empress Dowager's Palace?"

"I knew you came, so I naturally refused." Feng Feibai said.

"It seems that it's not that the food is not to your liking, it's that the people there are not to your liking." Shen Chun said leisurely.

"You..." Feng Feibai looked at him suddenly, not knowing that he already knew, "You know, the man was invited into the palace by the queen mother, I didn't know it before, and I will send it back today, don't be angry .”

"If I'm angry, I won't joke about it with Your Majesty." Shen Chun said with a smile, "Your Majesty has worked hard, but it's a pity that I failed the Queen Mother's wishes. She wanted to hold her grandson."

"I don't like women. If Aiqing can give birth, I should solve the urgent need." Feng Feibai was not unhappy when he heard that he was relieved, but also felt a little bit unwilling for no reason.

Although the two of them said they were in love, but Shen Chun had never been close to him in the past two years. Although there was a two-year agreement, Feng Feibai was always unsure, and occasionally wondered whether what Shen Chun said that day was true.

But if it is fake, the two years of fighting for power, although he has planned every step of the way, it is also because Shen Chun is willing to give him a little bit in every way, and he does it without showing any traces, how could Feng Feibai not see it If your sweetheart gives in, although you will feel that the victory is invincible, you will also feel happy in your heart.

Shen Chun raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and looked at the slender emperor with broad shoulders and thin waist, and said meaningfully: "I am born? How did I get born alone?"

His little emperor thought very beautifully.

Feng Feibai's breath was stagnant, and his heart was already hot. Although he had never been close to others, he naturally knew about those things, and naturally thought about them in his heart, but he was struggling to suppress them, but he was provoked by a sentence: "A gentleman should not be rude. Word……"

Shen Chun looked at his color, his heart moved slightly, the emperor's position is extraordinary, if this emperor with three thousand instinctive beauties becomes infatuated, it is really hard for people to refuse: [It seems that future promises cannot be made casually. 】

[But you, the host, promised the little emperor to be a couple for the rest of his life. 】521 reminded.

[This is harmless. 】Shen Chun laughed.

There is a couple for a lifetime, and in this life, as long as the emperor lives up to it, he will naturally not let down his infatuation.

Since he couldn't get close, he naturally couldn't tease him anymore, Shen Chun said: "Thank you for your advice, Your Majesty, I'm rude, I apologize to Your Majesty."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Feibai was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart, and then said, "Why are you here today?"

"It's about changing the defense of the army." Shen Chun sat up straight and said seriously.

He obviously wanted to discuss something serious, so Feng Feibai suppressed his thoughts to discuss with him for the time being.

The matter of the court in the Yong Dynasty is not a little-known matter. The struggle in the court will inevitably make foreigners think, and the army's defense is naturally crucial. Although both sides have half of the troops, Shen Chun doesn't care, Feng Feibai is willing. Complete cooperation.

In terms of military affairs, he never thought that he could beat Shen Chun. Although these two years were fighting, there were few private matters.

Standing in a high position, Feng Feibai vaguely understood what Shen Chun was thinking. If he couldn't bear the pressure Shen Chun put on him at the beginning, how would he be able to withstand the people all over the world? The battle between emperors doesn't require too many tricks, it's the court that fights , the hearts of the people and the army are all acting on their own merits.

Shen Chun wanted to train himself to be a wise and loving emperor, and he should live up to his trust.

……

During the two years, Feng Feibai was counting the days, but the closer he was, the more difficult it was for him to calm down. Even if he tried hard to suppress it, his thoughts were floating: "What do you think Shen Chun likes?"

As the chief eunuch, Jinrong knew that the past two years had been unusual for the emperor and the regent, and the disputes in the court continued. Instead, the two had no quarrels, and there was no jealousy between the enemies as the minister thought, but these were not What he asked about: "How can a servant know what King Yi is thinking."

Feng Feibai was also in a hurry to go to the doctor, but he was really no one to discuss: "If I give him a gift, will he be happy?"

"Although the servant doesn't understand the matter of love, it is natural for a person who loves each other to give a gift." Jin Rong said.

"It's just that he has no shortage of gold and silver. I know that he likes tea and fine wine, but these are commonplace." Feng Feibai pondered for a while. The two-year agreement is about to be concluded, and he always feels that there must be a good start .

"Your Majesty doesn't know. General Liang has stayed with King Yi for a long time, so he probably knows a lot." Jinrong thought for a while and said, "Why don't Your Majesty call him here to inquire about it."

"Liang Wendong?" Feng Feibai doesn't dislike that person. He is loyal to Shen Chun. Naturally, in the past, everything went against him, but now he respects him a lot. "Go and invite him...that's all. Find out where Liang Wendong is now, I will ask in the past, don't disturb others."

"Yes, the slave will go now." Jin Rong hurriedly went to do it.

The school grounds were in full swing, the soldiers of Beijing Central School practiced here most of the time, Liang Wendong led the guards of the capital, and they came here when they had free time.

When Feng Feibai came, he was wearing casual clothes, no one notified him, and the soldiers who were crawling around on the school field did not notice his arrival.

"Your Majesty, General Liang is competing with others." Jinrong said, "Your Majesty, please."

"Okay." Feng Fei glanced twice, then turned and went to the competition stage.

On the stage, Liang Wendong was competing with another soldier. The two sides did not use weapons, but only competed in martial arts. It was really hard to beat, not like the fancy fists and embroidered legs taught in the palace.

Surrounded by soldiers in the audience, they all shouted and cheered, and they just wished they could go up and compete.

The atmosphere was hot. Feng Feibai stood in the shadow and watched, thinking about his chances of winning. He used to be patient, but Shen Chun taught him martial arts. That man seems to have a good temper, but if he fails to complete the task, he will be punished. The time is also heavy, which makes him dare not hide anything.

"Did Shen Chun compare with them like this before?" Feng Feibai asked with interest.

If that person came to power, I'm afraid that none of these people would be a united enemy.

"This slave has heard that when King Yi was young and far away in the frontier, ten lieutenants came together and did not hurt him at all, but he was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face. Because he lost, he had to pinch his ears and go around Frog jumped ten laps in the camp," Jinrong said, "My lord also said that he practiced the moves of killing people, so forget about martial arts competitions, and no one will compete with him afterwards."

"Sure enough." Feng Fei's white eyes were filled with pride, fear in the past, joy now, such a strong person is now his.

The competition on the stage was coming to an end, and Liang Wendong kicked the lieutenant general out of the competition stage, but when he got up from the ground, he was not angry, and he rolled up his sleeves and hugged Liang Wendong's shoulder amidst the cheers: "You boy can do it!" Ah, the marshal taught you a new trick again, right?"

"Hey, be envious." Liang Wendong wiped the sweat off his face casually, elbowed the man's chest and said, "It's a hot day, don't get so close, it's so hot, I have to go wash."

"Hey, don't go, teach me if you have private goods, those recruits are too good..." the deputy general followed behind Liang Wendong.

"You say it's private goods, you have to learn how to find the marshal." Liang Wendong laughed.

"You boy, the marshal is busy discussing matters in the court with the little emperor now, how can it be the same as when he was at the border." The deputy general licked his lips, his face was hesitant, "You said we still have to be trapped in the capital. How long will it take, the racecourse is too small to run, it might as well be in the northwest."

"There's no rush, it's just the matter at hand," Liang Wendong said sharply, "I'll go back to the northwest when the marshal is done with the capital."

Feng Feibai's fingers tightened slightly, Jin Rong wanted to call someone over, but stopped when he heard this.

"Really?" The deputy general seemed to know something great, "Marshal really wants to go back to the northwest? Don't lie to me."

"What am I lying to you about?" Liang Wendong kicked him, looked at no one left and right, and lowered his voice, "I'll tell you only one person, don't tell me, when the marshal entered Beijing, he didn't wait for the palace fight at all. After his death, he entered the palace as soon as he entered the city gate, remember this."

"Remember, remember." The lieutenant general said, "What's the connection?"

"You don't understand this. Our marshal didn't care about the position of the emperor at all, so we didn't even bother to fight for it. The marshal said back then that the Northwest is better. That's why we brothers don't have anything to compete with those people. What's on your mind." Liang Wendong patted his chest and said, "Understood, according to the current situation, it will be soon, and then we will all be able to leave this ghostly place in the capital, and an eagle like the marshal won't have to be trapped in the capital. The land of bullets."

"Where did you learn Wen Zou Zou?"

"Hey, the Marshal taught me."

"piss off!"

The two of them headed towards the camp, their voices disappeared, Feng Feibai stood still, and Jin Rong probed softly: "Your Majesty, the prince may not..."

"What I said back then may not be the same now, I know it." Feng Feibai knew it, he was just a little flustered.

Shen Chun delegated authority too quickly. He used to think it was tolerance, and he wanted to reach a two-year agreement, but he didn't pay attention to the monstrous wealth and power. If he really took over, no one would be able to stop Shen Chun. leave.

He is an eagle, originally an eagle spreading its wings in the northwest desert. Although the capital is prosperous, this place is indeed a golden cage, so the eagle has to keep its wings and weigh the pros and cons above the court.

Power can't be kept, what about love?But in the past two years, they have never been close. Even if the queen mother arranged for a woman, that person was just joking, not even angry.

But if he really lied to him, he should tell him himself.

No matter what the result is, he can't let him go, he can't think of waving his sleeves and leaving freely after provoking him!

"Go back to the palace," Feng Feibai clenched his fists and said, "help me call people over."

"Your Majesty..." Jin Rong sighed.

His Majesty's decree, the martial law in Beijing, this happened suddenly, the whole court seemed to become tense in an instant.

The mobilization of troops in the capital naturally did not escape Shen Chun's eyeliner, but when the capital was under martial law, he was watering the flowers in the mansion. The red peonies were in full bloom, and water droplets splashed on them, just like blood stained them.

"Marshal, the eight gates of the capital have been sealed." Liang Wendong reported, "Martial law has been imposed in the palace city, I'm afraid something bad will happen."

"What do you think he wants?" Shen Chun asked in another direction while holding the water bottle.

"Of course he wants to capture the Marshal. He really is ambitious." Liang Wendong was very angry, "As long as the Marshal gives the order, I will immediately send the soldiers to the capital to rescue the Marshal."

"No need." Shen Chun put down the kettle and said.

"Marshal!" Liang Wendong was greatly distressed, "You must not give up on yourself like this! Even if you risk your life, the subordinates will protect you from this capital!"

Shen Chun: "..."

[The host is calm, foolishly loyal, foolishly loyal, and foolishly loyal is also loyal. 】521 persuaded.

"Forget it, what did you say recently?" Shen Chun glanced at him and asked.

Liang Wendong frowned: "Your subordinates talk too much every day, what did the Marshal say?"

"Your Majesty visited the school grounds two days ago." Shen Chun reminded.

Liang Wendong's face turned serious, and Shen Chun asked, "It seems that you really said something, what did you say?"

Feeling guilty, Liang Wendong knelt down and said, "My subordinates told me about the Marshal's return to the northwest, but my subordinates only told Li Hu. Li Hu is naturally loyal to the Marshal."

So the little emperor heard his words?Why did you overhear it there?Insidious!

"This matter should be punished." Shen Chun said.

"The subordinates will be punished, and let the marshal take care of them." Liang Wendong cupped his hands, "It's just that the subordinates don't understand. If the marshal returns to the northwest, wouldn't it be a good thing for the little emperor?"

Why is martial law still in place? Could it be that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so he can't control it anymore?But he also said that the marshal had no interest in the throne.

"If you go back to the northwest, will you leave your wife and children in the capital?" Shen Chun asked.

Liang Wendong said, "Of course not."

"That's it." Shen Chun looked at him and said, "He is like this, naturally he is afraid that I will run away."

It was his fault that the little emperor felt uneasy.

"But Marshal, aren't you just for fun?" Liang Wendong asked suspiciously.

"When did I say it was for fun?" Shen Chun frowned.

Could it be that even his own soldiers thought he was having fun?

Although he likes the color of the little emperor, he always has the feeling that he likes it. Once he is provoked, he will not easily bear him for the rest of his life.

"My lord, don't you have a sweetheart?!" Liang Wendong said in shock.

Shen Chun felt that this was probably the feeling when a chicken talked to a duck: "When did I have a sweetheart?"

He smiled very brightly, but Liang Wendong felt a chill behind his back, and said in a dull tone: "You have an appointment with someone, so you can't get close to others?"

"You also said this?" Shen Chun asked.

"How can my subordinates talk nonsense about this matter?" Liang Wendong asked back, quite confidently.

Shen Chun said: "Even if there is an appointment, it may not be the one you love."

Liang Wendong guessed: "Could it be an enemy? It's too insidious. It's actually intended to kill you, Marshal!"

"Shut up." Shen Chun said.

521 silently videotaped and took notes, loyal to the host.

Liang Wendong wanted to say something, but he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, but the slander never stopped.

If he were to know which grandson dared to plot against their marshal like this, he would have to be killed.

"It's not an enemy. This matter is over. It's rotten in my heart. Don't tell anyone else." Shen Chun said helplessly.

Liang Wendong nodded repeatedly with his mouth tightly shut.

"It's best like this. This time, you will be fined for three days without speaking. If you say a word, you will add one day." Shen Chun said.

Liang Wendong's eyes widened in shock, and he wanted to speak, but he quickly covered it with his hands and kept silent. It would be worse than killing him if he couldn't talk for three days.

As soon as the sound fell, a thin voice came from the outer courtyard: "His Majesty's oral order, King Xuanyi will enter the palace to face the saint."

"The minister leads the decree." Shen Chun saluted.

"Marshal!" At this moment, Liang Wendong couldn't care less about what to say or not. Although the marshal was not a pastime, it was hard for the little emperor to backtrack.

"Don't worry, you will return before midnight." Shen Chun patted him on the shoulder and said.

If you haven't returned after a while, everything can be adjusted, Liang Wendong clasped his fists and said: "Yes."

【Don't you believe in the little emperor? ] 521 asked.

[Seek perfection in everything. 】Shen Chun said.

Compared with the throne, love is sometimes really insignificant, he only believes in himself.

The palace was strictly forbidden, and the carriage of Prince Yi's Mansion stopped at the gate of the palace. When Shen Chun got out of the carriage, there were already countless guards with knives surrounding him.

"Your Majesty has a decree that you must unload your weapons when entering and leaving the palace. Please forgive me." The guard commander said.

"Just check." Shen Chun opened his arms.

A guard looked around, but there was no weapon other than the sword, the guard retreated, and the guard commander cupped his hands and said: "There is indeed no weapon, offending the prince."

"It's okay." Shen Chun smiled, and stepped into the forbidden palace.

The palace was heavily guarded, and there were still as many guards as before, but the slight sound of armor bumping in the dark was enough for Shen Chun to know the number of people.

[Host, heavy soldiers are ambushing the passages on both sides. 】521 said, 【Host be careful. 】

【good. 】Shen Chun said.

There are palace people leading the way, everything is the same as before, but it is a little different.

When we got to the front of the hall, the door of the hall was wide open, and several senior ministers came out. After looking at each other, Elder Mu Ge took the lead in saluting, "See King Yi."

All the other veterans were like this, Shen Chun said with a smile: "Excuse me, everyone."

His eyes turned to Dou Yun's body and said: "I heard that Dou Xiang has a son, and now he has both sons and daughters, congratulations."

Dou Yun had a daughter before, and now he has a son, a daughter and a son, it is a good fortune to have both sons and daughters.

For so many years, there has been no spark between Dou Yun and Feng Feibai, it is completely the difference between monarch and minister, Shen Chun can be sure that there will be no emotional entanglement between the two of them.

"Thank you, King Yi." Dou Yun looked at Shen Chun with a complicated expression.

What the emperor set up today is to invite the king into the urn.

After working together for so many years, King Yi is worthy of the world and His Majesty, but because he is unorthodox, the group of ministers and the world do not want him.

Protecting each other for many years, but now they are all hidden, even Dou Yun feels sad and regrettable, such an outstanding person who is not inferior to any emperor, will be buried in this palace city, and will never show his glory again.

"You're welcome." Shen Chun smiled.

"Prince Yi, it's time to go in. Your Majesty should be in a hurry." The palace man urged.

"My king went in first." Shen Chun followed with his hands behind his back.

Stepping into the main hall, there is an empty space, only the emperor sitting on the throne, and the closed door behind him.

Standing at the bottom of the steps, Shen Chun looked at the emperor whose face was hidden behind Liu Yu and saluted, "I greet you, Your Majesty, Wanan."

Feng Feibai didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on the people under the steps. He didn't wear casual clothes, but court clothes, and the golden threads on it were extremely gorgeous. Although they were suppressed by black, they were still ostentatious. On Chun, there wasn't an iota of pretentiousness, on the contrary, it made people feel extremely appropriate.

He was supposed to be ostentatious, and he was originally suitable for fancy clothes. The more gorgeous he was, the more attention and admiration he would attract.

There are many people in Beijing who yearn for him. Wang Yi, Shen Chun, is the man in countless women's spring boudoir dreams, and also his... sweetheart.

"Ai Qing, do you know why I called you here today?" Feng Feibai said coldly.

"The matter of Fengyue." Shen Chun laughed.

Feng Feibai breathed stagnantly and said: "You, are you really not afraid?"

"I'm still afraid." Shen Chun took a few steps forward, put his clothes on the steps, and stood in front of Feng Feibai.

The emperor was troubled, but it was hard to hide the affection and pain in his eyes. Shen Chun looked around: "There are heavy soldiers outside the palace. If all arrows are fired at once, no matter how powerful I am, I will become a sieve."

Feng Feibai pursed his lips, and heard him say again: "But His Majesty is here, and he has no defense against the minister, so the minister is not afraid anymore."

Feng Feibai raised his eyes to look at him, but saw Shen Chun sitting leisurely, sitting on the side of his throne: "Shen Chun..."

"What did His Majesty hear?" Shen Chun asked.

He sat on the dragon chair, but it was like sitting on an ordinary chair. The dragon chair was just an ordinary chair, but it was placed in a different position, and everyone felt that it was superior.

"After the matter is completed, you want to go back to the northwest?" Feng Feibai asked in a deep voice.

Although heavy troops are deployed, they are not intended to kill him, but to detain him, stay here and don't go anywhere.

But if he can keep someone, if his heart is gone, what's the use of keeping a body?

"Yes." Shen Chun said.

Feng Feibai's heart was sad, and his eyes were already sour.

"But that was my previous idea." Shen Chun raised his hand and said.

There has been nothing between the two of them for two years