Chapter 135： Chan patent

"His Royal Highness, the traitors and traitors in the three armies have been found out."

"Have you finished talking?"

"Yes, a lot of valuable information has been obtained, and I have compiled it into a book, which needs to be reported to His Highness."

"Okay, you can stay after you retire."

"I obey the order." The official paused, and then said with some hesitation, "Your Highness, many of those traitors are in important positions. I don't know how to deal with it?"

"Owl head."

"Yes, but Your Highness, the eldest son of King Zhenxi and the prefect of Youzhou are also among them..."

"Owl head."

"Yes, yes! Minister, minister complies with the decree!" Facing the Queen Regent's cold gaze and impatient tone, the official nodded quickly, and quickly retreated to the ranks of officials after receiving the decree.

"Your Highness."

"General Pingxi, what's your opinion?"

"Don't dare, the eldest brother committed a heinous crime and deserves to die. I just want to personally collect his body and bring it back to my hometown."

"Distinguish right from wrong, destroy relatives in righteousness, it's time for King Zhenxi to reconsider the choice of his son." Bai Qingyang squinted his eyes, and there was a rare hint of appreciation in his words, "I agree."

"Thank you Your Highness."

"The head of the Youzhou Road Marching Army."

"The minister is here."

"The prefect of Youzhou rebelled, do you know what to do?"

"I understand, Your Highness, please rest assured."

Bai Qingyang hummed, then asked again: "How are the preparations for the suburban festival?"

The Minister of Taichang Temple heard the words and came out, holding the jade wat and replied: "Reporting to Your Highness, the altar has been arranged, and the music club and the Sacrificial Office are conducting rehearsals and inspections in an orderly manner."

The Shaoqing of Taichang Temple also added: "The sacrificial costumes for His Majesty and Empress are also being speeded up."

"Where is Qin Tianjian?"

"Returning to Your Highness, the official Dongjian is calculating that there will be thousands of miles of snow on the day of the winter solstice, and it will be an auspicious phenomenon."

"That's good."

"His Royal Highness, the battle on the front line is at a critical time. At this time, I am distracted by the suburban festival. I am afraid that I will lose my focus on one thing."

"Considering one thing and losing another?" Bai Qingyang chuckled disdainfully, "Shang Shuling, could it be that you are questioning this palace's decision?"

"No, I dare not... I just..."

"The battle on the front line is as important as the winter solstice sacrifice, why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet, bet?"

"I bet for at most one month, and the prairie people retreat and ask for peace."

All the ministers were surprised.

"Within a month, how is this possible..."

"The prairie people are fighting us in full swing."

"But what the empress said has never been wrong..."

"Is it possible..."

A high-ranking general came out and said: "Your Majesty, underestimating the enemy is a taboo for military strategists."

"General, you may be the one who underestimates the enemy, but it definitely won't be me." Bai Qingyang didn't want to explain too much to him, "The Sheng army defeated Shuobei within a month, if the general doesn't believe it, then we will wait and see."

"…yes."

"The general trend of the war has been decided. As for the sacrifice of the winter solstice, I don't want any mistakes to be made, understand?"

Bai Qingyang was too confident, even though all the officials had doubts, they could only accept the order with half-doubt.

"All the ministers came here to enjoy the night and sleep, and this palace is especially concerned about it. As the end of the year approaches, I hope you will do your best to encourage each other."

"The ministers and others obey the order—"

Meng Shike rushed back from outside the palace again, just in time for the end of the court attendance, Bai Qingyang was discussing matters with several cabinet ministers.

He brought good news: Yeluyi was already on his way to the grassland, and he would arrive at Wangzhang in a few days.

That is to say, Bai Qingyang's plan is progressing smoothly, and it may take less than a month to end the war.

Bai Qingyang was extremely happy, and couldn't wait to bring the good news to Li Zishou, so she went to Tianshu Palace immediately after the Inner Court ended.

"Pay!"

Bai Qingyang called Li Zishou's name, but he couldn't find anyone in the main hall.

"I have seen the empress." It was Lu Xiaoying who led a group of court ladies to pay her respects.

"Xiaoying? Didn't you follow the queen?" Bai Qingyang turned around and asked.

"Go back to your mother, Your Majesty has important things to do, so don't let us follow."

"Important matter? Did she go to Zhongshu Province to find Prince Yu again?"

"No, Your Majesty has gone to the imperial study."

"In the imperial study?" Bai Qingyang whispered, "I'm looking for her."

"Eh? Wait..."

Li Zichou said that no one would be allowed to approach the imperial study room. Lu Xiaoying and the others wanted to dissuade them, but saw that their empress had long since disappeared.

There was no one in the imperial study room, and the burning ambergris gave off a sweet, earthy aroma. The high-quality palace ink in the inkstone was still glowing with a moist luster. On the table was a long scroll that was only half written, because it was too long , one end hangs down from the desk and falls onto the mat.

The owner of the study should just leave temporarily. Bai Qingyang was going to sit down and wait for someone to come back. He didn't want to peek at what Li Zichou had written, but he didn't expect that just a subconscious glance would make Bai Qingyang's mood drop to the bottom.

She couldn't believe her eyes, as if to prove it, she walked slowly to the desk and picked up the silk brocade.

The front is made of high-quality silk cloth, which is delicate and smooth to the touch. It is the cloth used to write the imperial decree of the emperor.

Bai Qingyang looked at each word and read it over and over several times. The soft silk was wrinkled in her hands, and she changed from disbelief to anger.

Who wrote this? Who dares to write such rebellious and extremely absurd content? !

In fact, Bai Qingyang knew in his heart that other than the few Zhongshu Sheren, the only person who was qualified to draft the imperial decree was the emperor himself, especially this was the imperial study room, which was the emperor's exclusive personal office.

But this... how could this be written by Li Zichou? Why is she writing this? !

Bai Qingyang's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't figure out why.

When Li Zichou approached the study room muttering words, what he saw when he raised his eyes was Bai Qingyang whose back was facing him and remained motionless.

"Qingyang?" Li Zishou was surprised by Bai Qingyang who appeared here.

She just left for a while to deal with the ink that accidentally got on her hands, but she didn't expect her queen to break in here.

Hearing her voice, Bai Qingyang straightened his body, still holding the first draft of the oracle in his hand. She turned around and looked at Li Zishou for a moment: "You wrote this?"

Li Zichou glanced at the things in her hands, seemingly helpless: "I was seen by you... I wanted to show you after finishing writing."

"Show me?" Bai Qingyang asked back, she found it very ridiculous, "What do you mean by writing this Zen edict? Whose name do you want to write on the list of successors?"

The edict of Zen Zuo did not specify who the target of Zen teaching was, but those words used to flaunt political achievements, those rhetoric used to boast of virtue, absurdly and clearly pointed the Zen recipient to her, to the temporary supervisor of the country. Queen Regent.

Bai Qingyang's deep voice made Li Zichou stunned, and she replied: "I want to pass on the throne to you."

Bai Qingyang suppressed the anger in her heart, she asked: "Why?"

"Because...you are more suitable than me to be the master of this country and this dynasty." Li Zichou said, "With the edict of the Zen position written by me, and authorizing you at the winter solstice ceremony, you can legally and compliantly Inherit Dasheng."

Bai Qingyang laughed back angrily: "Oh, thank you, I was still thinking about preparing the grandest and grandest sacrifice ceremony for you, so that you can become the most beautiful and majestic Empress Dasheng.

"Zhou Huaijin told me that you want him to support me as the new emperor, but I still don't believe it.

"I didn't expect that you really had such a plan."

Li Zichou frowned, unable to understand why she was not happy: "This is not a trivial matter, this is what you were destined to do, to..." To change the dynasty and lead the Central Plains to a golden age.

"I never believed in fate!!"

Li Zichou shut his mouth, stopped what he hadn't finished speaking, his eyes were full of astonishment and hesitation.

"Li Zichou, I really don't understand what you are thinking..." Bai Qingyang approached her step by step, with anger and tears in his eyes.

Li Zifu, who heard her full name from her mouth, murmured in horror: "You, why do you...?" This was the first time she realized that the other party called her real name in a waking state.

"Surprised? Confused? This is the name you told me yourself.

"Tell me, what do you want to do after getting rid of the hot potato of the throne?

"Do you want to imitate Emperor Lie and become a supreme emperor who doesn't care about world affairs, or do you want to leave the palace and fly away with your good friend?!"

Bai Qingyang got closer and closer, and his questions were particularly sharp. Li Zichou had to retreat again and again: "Qingyang, you... listen to me..."

"Have you ever thought about my feelings? Have I said that I want to be this emperor?

"You are always like this, thinking about my wishes without authorization, and arranging everything for me on your own.

"You clearly said not to lie to me again, but you broke your promise again and again! Pushed me away again and again! Didn't you, Li Zichou, say you would never leave me?!"

Unable to suppress her sadness and anger, Bai Qingyang yelled at her, her fingers trembling, after reading through her past and present lives, this moment was probably the most embarrassing and most collapsed gaffe for her.

Li Zichou was at a loss and said, "No... yes, but..."

But what? But that's just an excuse to appease you?

She had a hunch that if she said this, Bai Qingyang would definitely do something that crossed the line.

In fact, even if she didn't say this, Bai Qingyang would not restrain her behavior easily.

Bai Qingyang's eyes were slightly red, and she just looked at her quietly: "Li Zishou, my feelings for you...I don't believe you didn't notice it at all."

She doesn't want to make any more temptations and hints, and she doesn't want to avoid the consequences of impulsiveness anymore. She has had enough of the pain of unrequited love. At this moment, now, she wants to roughly tear off the barrier in front of her , I want to see Li Zishou's reaction with my own eyes, I want to see her embarrassment.

Li Zishou's eyes trembled slightly, he wanted to look away but there was nowhere to hide, the agitation in his chest was out of order, his back had already leaned against the load-bearing wall, and in front of him was the queen dressed in fine clothes, the two of them The distance is so close that it can be ignored, she can no longer escape.

Li Zichou's heartbeat was deafening, she swallowed unconsciously, and managed to stabilize her voice.

"Qing Yang...you should be clear, we are all women."

"So what? I'm your wife who hired three books and hired six times, carried a sedan chair eight times, and Ming Media is marrying back to the palace."

"But that...!"

"But that's not you, I know."

"Then why do you..."

In the process of getting along with Bai Qingyang, she also had doubts. That closeness and dependence had long been out of the category of friends. But Bai Qingyang is too special, she is the center of this world, she should not be influenced by an outsider.

She just has ordinary gratitude to a person who has given her kindness, that's all - Li Zifu has been numbing himself in this way all along.

She thought, Bai Qingyang didn't mean anything else, it was just a same-sex attachment, it was just a same-sex attachment.

But Bai Qingyang said: "Because it's you I fall in love with, you're the one I admire, and you're the one I want to commit myself to." The coldness and calmness in her eyes was no longer there, replaced by an undisguised obsession and affection.

Bai Qingyang raised his right hand, and the slightly cool temperature fell on the side of Li Zichou's face, making him tremble slightly.

"What did I do to make you so…"

"Li Zichou, do you know? You are like this. You are too good at deceiving people. You give in, give in, and show weakness. You tricked me into your gentle hometown, making me think that this moment is my whole life."

"I do not…"

"But you've provoked someone you shouldn't have." Bai Qingyang approached slowly, so close that his breath intertwined and his eyes glued together, "Li Zichou, it's not that easy for you to get away now."

"Bai Qingyang..."

Li Zichou's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly remembered Yang Dejin's negative talk that day.

Bai Qingyang himself was the biggest obstacle.

The author has something to say:

Bai Qingyang: Do you want to abdicate and become the Supreme Emperor, or do you want to fly far away with your good friend? Say it? !

Li Zishou: No...

Yang Dejin who was hit by a stray bullet: ...What does it have to do with me? !