Chapter 2765

It's hard to see and guess.

No one has ever really figured out the mind of this young emperor.

Never partial, never arbitrary.

But this time

They saw from Lian Yi that there was no hidden and obvious sense of favoritism.

That should be the indifference and absolute strength hidden in the bones of the son of heaven.

Is it really thought-provoking that the emperor's attitude towards general qingluan?

Draw?

After facing down,

They had different thoughts and didn't want to talk, so they hurried back to their home.

After returning to the prime minister's house,

For the first time, Su Yang ran out of the inner courtyard and couldn't wait to ask, "Daddy, what does your majesty say?"

The prime minister was bitter in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face. He meditated slightly for two seconds, frowned in some embarrassment, and finally waved his hand and said, "don't provoke that one in the future."

Su Yang was stunned.

Then the prime minister sighed a long sigh and said, "I warned you not to provoke that upstart in the capital. You didn't listen. That's good."

Su Yang finally reflected who the prime minister said was. She said, "Dad, what do you mean?"

The prime minister looked even worse at the thought of what had happened in the early days.

"Leave it alone for a while... A calligraphy and painting has been sent to me. Take good care of it."

Now Su Yang is still a little confused, but she soon understood the causes and consequences.

Seeing the elegant and unrestrained one with the words "kill" hung on the wall of her boudoir, it seemed out of tune with all the girls around, adding a bit of killing intention.

Outside the door,

The eunuch manager who came out of the palace was still laughing and talking to the prime minister.

"This is the autograph of general qingluan and a reward from his majesty. The prime minister must make the daughter take good care of it. If there is any loss, the slave can't afford it!"

This is not to tell the prime minister openly or secretly. I have to flatter this painting and calligraphy as a treasure. Can't it be damaged at all?

The prime minister's complexion gradually turned green.

What a nice guy

"Don't worry, father-in-law." he squeezed word by word out of his teeth.

"If you are kept by a talented woman who is so knowledgeable and reasonable and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, of course, you can rest assured!"

Su Yang in the boudoir: "

Why did she say these words from a eunuch, adding a bit of irony?

How harsh!

When the steward's father-in-law leaves,

Su Yang was angry.

But there's nothing I can do with that calligraphy and painting.

I can only smash things in the house.

The servants who passed outside the room all looked down and clearly heard a loud noise from the room.

"I'm so angry!"

"He's just a rough man. What's worth protecting!!"

"Nice handwriting, great?!"

Su Yang's face became more and more ugly, gloomy as if he could drop ink.

In this regard,

The prime minister just waved his hand very calmly, "let her be angry. It'll be fine later."

On the other side,

General's house.

I've been through the early days,

Only Li Zhaojian did not change his face.

He returned home thinking, and went straight into his study.

From time to time, I think about what has happened recently.

Then listen to the people under you give a complete account of Su Yang.

Li Zhaojian frowned slightly.

Qiao Bai

The daughter of the Minister of war.

A slaughtered village.

Now general qingluan.

Li Zhaojian felt that he had overlooked something,

According to the original age, Qiao Bai should have been just a very young child. He was killed in the whole village, all the doors were destroyed, his parents were dead, and he was helpless like a duckweed. How did he live to such a big age and what did he experience?

This is inherently uncertain.

Plus now he has a relationship with Lian Yi.

Originally, Li Zhaojian wanted to kill directly in the dark. Now I'm afraid he's going to change some plans.

Faced with such a situation, he had to be cautious.

Over the past few years, he has also made many contacts with Lian Yi, large and small.

This new emperor

It's really deep and unpredictable.

There was no sense of weakness, extravagance and decadence of the former Emperor when he was alive.

I don't know how the dead old thing had such a son?

Lucky for the dynasty.

Li Zhaojian wondered in his heart what Lian Yi wanted to do?

Train Joe White?

Against him?

Separate his military power?

Either way, he had to take the initiative before all this happened and before Qiao Bai's wings were full.

Having made up his mind, Li Zhaojian took the lead in ordering his men to investigate all the news about Qiao Bai. Never let go of anything big or small from birth to now.

And someone outside came in to report.

"Master, master Wen wants to see you."

Li Zhaojian raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "let him in."

In the face of such a son, in fact, Li Zhaojian was a little disappointed.

He did not inherit his ambition and means at all.

To put it bluntly, he is just a weak scholar, and his mind is not deep enough.

I'm afraid it won't be a big thing in the future.

The autumn is crisp, and the leaves of the trees have changed from emerald green to golden yellow. The autumn wind is cool, the leaves are rustling and falling with the wind, returning to the embrace of the earth.

The autumn jockey club arrived as scheduled.

The fat horses are eating grass leisurely and contentedly on the grass. Lian Yi leads the generals to sit on the grass and have a rest.

While eating fruit, everyone talked about which horse had good feet.

The incense rising from the Blue Crane porcelain nine turn top stove smells clean and good. It is not strong, but refreshing, calming the anxious mood and refreshing.

A pretty maidservant came to the girl in red with a plate of fruit, bent down and put the fruit on the wooden table in front of dye white, and whispered respectfully: "this is the rare Royal fruit sent by the Knights of the western regions this morning. It's only once a year. The general might as well try it. It tastes very good."

The maid has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her temperament is also very gentle, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The girl in red supported the porcelain white and beautiful jaw with one hand. She didn't look at her maidservant. She hung her eyes lazily and freely stretched out her hand to play with a fruit. Her hands were cold, white and slender in the sun.

Seeing this, the maid was not annoying. She bowed her knees respectfully and turned to the next table.

Shuttling back and forth, serving a plate of good wine.

A moment later, the maid came over with a plate of fruit, half bent over and saluted, and put the plate on the wooden table in front of Lian Yi.

When I got up, my ankle suddenly tilted and didn't stop. I stumbled down completely unprepared and fell on the table in front. The clothes swayed, and the sachet hanging at my waist swayed.

Incense curled up, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

Lian Yi's delicate white face looked noble and indifferent. He looked at the scene with his eyes down.