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He jumped off the road, but the shadow of that time was gone. There was only the cold wind blowing around him, as if there was nothing wrong with it. Along the way, he looked around, and a peculiar expression flashed across his face, "Did Noble Heir finally see it clearly?"

The beggar brushed away the messy hair on his face, placed his hands on his hips and coldly snorted, "This young master has not reached the point where my eyes are blurry, how can I be mistaken? There were people here just now. I wonder which deity is it that is eyeing this little mansion and what they are planning to do? " The one who was in a mess was not Zhong Fu, but the current Zhong Fu had changed his appearance, afraid that someone would recognize him.

A beggar has his own advantages, and no matter where he goes, he will not arouse suspicion. After all, the most common people in the world were beggars!

"Noble Heir, quickly go back. It looks like the Rites of Heavenly Worship is coming, this capital is going to be in chaos again." Lu Zi frowned, "I really can't stop worrying. What are you trying to do?" If you don't live a peaceful life, do you want to think about living a life with a blade in your hands and blood in your mouth? "

"Desire cannot be calmed down. As long as one has desire, there will be no peaceful days." Zhong Fu folded his arms across his chest as he left unhurriedly. "Go back and tell Fortuneteller Wen that before the Heaven's Sacrifice Ceremony ends, I won't even come back, in case I cause any trouble then!" It was not easy to live in seclusion in the capital, he did not dare to reveal his identity.

A gust of wind blew past, causing him to shake his body slightly. He ran into the house like a wisp of smoke, quickly closing the door behind him.

Little did he know that not far from the door, a shadow had appeared again. He looked at the tightly shut door with a warm and cold gaze. A few people appeared behind him and whispered, "Sir, there's still no news, should we …"

"In this three-legged capital, first, Qi Yunshan and Ke Bozhao, and second, Regent's Mansion. The higher-ups did not like those literary people, they were too much of a manipulator. Right now, the Heavenly Worship Ceremony is around the corner, and the capital is under heavy guard. We cannot reveal our movements, or else we will bring about unnecessary trouble! " The leader of the group sighed, "Let's go!"

As the voice faded, it vanished without a trace.

In this night's Regent's Mansion, an unexpected group of people arrived.

Due to the matter of the Rites of Heavenly Worship, the entire capital was bustling with activity. The snowy wind was blowing hard, as if it wanted to settle all these matters before the first heavy snow came. The officials were all busy with their work, and the busiest was naturally Ministry Of Rites. Ministry Of Rites was the main event in this Rites of Heavenly Worship, and all of the matters concerned fell into the hands of Ministry Of Rites.

had always been on the same side of the Ministry Of Rites, and seeing that he was extremely busy, he could not help but feel uneasy. On the other side of the Imperial Palace Services Office, because Jiang Qingfeng was sick, he had already given the authority to his son, Fu Shengquan, so Du Hemiing could only personally go to the Imperial Palace Services Office. When the emperor left the palace, the etiquette within and the etiquette outside were both unforgivable. If there was any mishap, it would be a dereliction of duty on his part of the Ministry Of Rites.

This was not the first time for this Rites of Heavenly Worship. In the past, when the Previous Emperor was present, he would also frequently perform Rites of Heavenly Worship. Now, being the second year after Zhao Jing ascended the throne, the Sacrificial Sky must be grand and grand, to make the world its rightful place.

It was bustling outside the palace, and even more so in the palace, but Qianyuan Hall was the same as always. Zhao Jing rolled up his sleeves, and followed Princess Ling Yin to dig a hole. He heard that they had to plant some flower and tree trees in the backyard of Qianyuan Hall, so they had no time to waste, they just needed to do some work to pass the time.

"Royal Father, when did these Peach Blossom Pear blossoms bloom?" Ling Yin asked in her childish voice.

Zhao Jing thought for a while, "Logically speaking, it should take a few years, but Royal Father is already prepared, we can just directly transplant all the grown plants in the palace over, it won't take that long! When it's still not snowing, transplant it over and raise it. Although it's not able to bear fruit next year, it can still blossom. "

"What if it snows?" Ling Yin asked with the shovel.

Zhao Jing laughed, "If it snows, then I can only plant it again next year!" She looked at the peach tree not far away, and suddenly a person appeared in her mind. He remembered that day when he asked her to keep her promise. She owed him a pot of peach blossom wine.

Ling Yin smiled at Zhao Jing, her young and tender face was flushed from the wind, the tip of her nose was also stained with mud, making her look extremely adorable, "Royal Father likes to look at flowers, Yin does not allow snow."

"Alright!" Zhao Jing pinched her little face, "The Royal Father's Princess is even bigger than the Heavens. If you say that the snow is not allowed, then it will definitely not snow."

Just as they were talking, Wei Shuge bent down and walked forward, and Gong'e who was behind him held a tray in her hands. Wei Shuge explained, "Your majesty, this was sent over by the Inner Palace Bureau. The robes and accessories that your majesty would have to wear on the day of your death, your majesty, please try them and see if you want to change them!"

Zhao Jing nodded, the Rites of Heavenly Worship was the most important, "Yin, stay here and play, Royal Father will be right back."

Ling Yin nodded obediently, "Yin will plant a good tree, wait for Royal Father to come back!"

"Alright!" Zhao Jing laughed, then turned and walked towards the Bedchamber.

Jian Xi, who had not said a word on the side, finally bowed. After the emperor left, Jian Xi's gaze returned to her daughter.

Bi'er said, "Empress, look how much the emperor likes the princess."

"Your Majesty's sacrifice to the heavens is tantamount to announcing it to the world. "However …" Jian Xi's eyes grew heavy. A princess was still a princess, and a daughter was still a daughter. In this deep palace, it was impossible to keep a son by your side. However, even though the emperor liked Princess Ling Yin, he never had any physical relationship with her again. Without sharing a bed and pillow, where would the offspring come from? This caused Jian Xi to be troubled.

Now, in front of Zhao Jing, Jian Xi was wholeheartedly taking care of the princess, and was trying his best to act like a mother to him. In reality, it was also because of this that Zhao Jing slowly relaxed his guard against her. But Jian Xi was still a Imperial Concubine Jian, and above him, there was also the Empress Qi Ruyu. Even if the Emperor did not favor her, she was still a Queen, and in the end, she was still the mother of the world's Master of the Six Palaces.

This had almost become Jian Xi's sore point.

"Empress, there is no need to rush!" Bi'er lowered her voice and looked around to confirm that there was no one else before continuing. "The emperor isn't going to the palace right now, but he hasn't gone to the empress either. It seems like the emperor is still young, so there are some matters that have yet to come to light. But the emperor dotes on the princess. This is your fortune, Empress. As time passed, the relationship between a man and a woman slowly became one that could not be separated from each other. The empress was used to being arrogant, so how could she compare to the empress's gentleness and gentleness? Men all like gentle women. "

Jian Xi nodded, "Your majesty is not an ordinary man. He will have three palaces and six courtyards, and will have three thousand harem. Just being gentle is not enough." He still had to have some tricks up his sleeves, and the most important thing was the heir!

Bi'er said, "The empress has been restless lately, but we can't catch her, so we can only hold our ground. We don't dare alert her."

"Keep watching. The empress is in contact with the people outside the palace, it's possible that …" Jian Xi squinted his eyes. He was sure that Hong Xing came out of the wall to find another man. If that was really the case, someone would catch Hong Xing sooner or later. The walls of the palace were not so easy to get out. Sooner or later, something big would happen!

Jian Xi thought to himself, then waited for the Queen to be crowned with the name of the chaotic harem. Even if there were none, she could give one to the empress!

"Yin, be careful of your hand, don't hurt it!" Jian Xi spoke softly as he pulled up his sleeves to help Ling Yin dig the hole.

"Thank you, mufei!" The child was very sensible, so obedient that it made one's heart ache.

Jian Xi felt that grabbing onto Ling Yin would be equivalent to grabbing onto the emperor's weak spot. Thus, it was extremely good that his daughter wasn't raised for nothing!

"There seems to be a thread missing on this jade ribbon." Wei Shuge frowned.

Zhao Yuannan took a look, "The underlings do not do things in such a meticulous manner, they deserve to die!"

"Forget it, it's just a thread. I probably didn't notice it at all." Zhao Jing took off her bright yellow robe, "Just let them make it again!"

"Yes sir!" Zhao Yuannan saluted and could only bring his dragon robe with him as he hurried over to the inner palace. The inner palace was scared out of their wits. Fortunately, the emperor didn't punish them, or else they would be sentenced to death!

Zhao Yuannan thought, since it was the Rites of Heavenly Worship, then he would have to pay attention to Fu Shengquan's movements and see how Fu Shengquan talked. Who knew that the moment he entered the courtyard, he would see the two people sitting in the parlour. To think that there was no one guarding the surroundings? Clearly, this was not a good thing.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yuannan became the most familiar with Imperial Palace Services Office, and his underlings became more tacit understanding of the relationship between Zhao Yuannan and Fu Shengquan, so they would not be on guard against him. Zhao Yuannan quietly climbed over the railing, through the bushes at the side, and hid under the window at the back of the hall. Zhao Yuannan squatted on the ground, with a bush that reached his waist and covered him tightly. He put his ears up high and listened.

"Master Shang Shu knows that this is the first time since the emperor ascended the throne that there has been a ceremony of offering the heavens as a gift. Master Shang, isn't it? "

"How about right and wrong? Isn't Eunuch Fu clear about it?" Du Hemiing smirked, "At the moment, the Heaven's Sacrificial Ceremony is around the corner, and the matters at hand have not been settled. If the Emperor blames the Emperor, then the one who has to take responsibility will not be me alone! This official knows that Attendant Fu actually has some objections to Regent's Mansion, but it's just that Regent holds great authority in the palace. "

Fu Shengquan lifted her cup, her eyes slightly unwell, "I'm sorry to disapprove of Lord Shang Shu's words. Those of us who are serving in the palace are the servants of the Emperor. Although the Regent has the most authority, the Prince is still the Prince after all. Master Shang Shu's words, are to say that the authority of the Regent reigns supreme over the imperial power. " He paused for a moment, and laughed coldly, "Does Master Shang Shu know that if these words were to reach the ears of Regent, perhaps Master Shang Shu would not be able to afford the consequences!"

Du Hemiing's face tensed up as he stared coldly at the Fu Shengquan in front of him. In the end, he did not say a word.

Seeing that, Fu Shengquan put down the cup in his hand, "Master Shang Shu, don't be nervous, we are here to take care of matters for the emperor, as long as we do things properly, we will naturally be fine!" However, he frowned and coughed twice, as if he was not feeling well.

"Is Eunuch Fu in bad health recently?" Du Hemiing laughed, "Don't be like Eunuch Jiang, who has held onto power for his entire life, and is about to arrive …" He glanced outside the door. Even though the steward Jiang Qingfeng was still alive, he was already at the end of his life. He had been thrown into the cold courtyard, where he would perish on his own. The servants of this palace had always had lives like grass. When they were alive, no matter how mighty they were, they were nothing compared to dogs.

Fu Shengquan suddenly clenched the cup in his hand, and snorted coldly.

"I heard that someone is about to make a move and do something at the Rites of Heavenly Worship!" Du Hemiing stared at Fu Shengquan coldly.

Fu Shengquan's eyes darkened as he stared straight at Du Hemiing in response. For a moment, the hall was completely silent, even a pin drop could be heard. Zhao Yuannan who was outside the window was shocked, could it be that the matter that he was about to take action, had already been leaked?!

Crap!