Chapter 9 The Middle Bureau

This night, the right prime minister's mansion was also not extinguished. Wang Chu never thought that there could be such a harmonious situation between Xiao Yuanqi and the 12th Prince of Xikun, which is not good for them.

The banquet was over, and Wang Chu invited several confidants to take a detour back one after another. After the carriage stopped in front of his door, he immediately changed into the right prime minister's mansion. Half an hour later, several people arrived at Wang Chu's study one after another.

"How is the glass king now?" Li Qingyun, the minister of the Ministry of War, had no time to disperse the dust all over his body and anxiously asked Wang Chu, who was sitting in the first place. Several adults who came with him were also very concerned about this problem. If there is a change in Liwang, then all they have done is to push themselves to their minds.

Wang Chu's face remained unchanged. He comforted several people to sit down and smiled frankly: "You don't have to be nervous. If King Li has changed, I dare not start up without permission. What about the adults?"

Everyone's faces gradually slowed down, and they looked at each other and nodded to each other.

"As long as King Li has this ambition, we can rest assured."

"Yes, yes."

The sound of echoing was endless, which made Wang Chu's heart confused. Xiao Yuanfeng somehow always closed the door in the Liwang's mansion recently, let alone no one. Even Princess Shu (i.e. Concubine Shu) called him into the palace and did not enter the palace. This made Wang Chu vaguely feel that Xiao Yuanfeng would not cooperate with them. If so, he had to force him to submit with the safety of Princess Shu.

"Don't worry, I'm here for the twelve princes of Xikun. What do you think this twelve princes came to Xijing for? Wang Chu had been deployed and was only waiting for the throne ceremony, but a Prince Xikun appeared in this stall, which made him have to be a little afraid.

Li Qingyun frowned and said nothing, and Wan Haomin, the servant of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, stood up from his seat: "In my opinion, the prince of Xikun must have explored the truth of Changli by congratulating the new emperor on his accession to the throne. However, no matter who our last new emperor of Changli is, he can't help fighting with Xikun now."

"Not bad. You are a knowledgeable person. When I drive the old man Ye away from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, you will be the minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Wang Chu's high position made Wan Haomin happy.

The old man Ye in their mouth is Ye Su's father, Ye Huaiqing, the minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

"Thank you for promoting Youcheng."

Wang Chu dismissed most of the worries in everyone's hearts while talking and laughing, and promised a lot of wealth and glory and high power, which made the people who had lowered their heads to enter the right Prime Minister's mansion walk out happily.

When Wang Chu was the only one left in the study, his support collapsed. The closer he got to the day of accession to the throne, the less sure he became.

"Dad." Wang Shu knocked on the door gently.

Wang Chu looked around in the study for a week and saw some letter paper spread out on the desk. He stood up and opened the door and smiled at Wang Shu's loving smile: "Shua, what can I do for you?"

Wang Shu smiled and said, "Dad, Shu'er saw that the light in your room was still not extinguished, so she came to have a look. Dad's official business is hard. If there is something wrong, Shu'er will be able to bear a little. Wang Shu said and her eyelashes trembled, which made Wang Chu's heart sad. If possible, he really doesn't want to hurt his precious daughter, but he is not an ordinary person.

The love in his eyes was deliberately put away, and he opened his eyes and said casually: "Go to bed."

He closed the door straight and Wang Chu closed his eyes, not wanting his emotions to affect his major events. He must realize that Wang Shu is destined to be his pawn, no matter what the outcome is.

When Wang Chu thought that everything was coming slowly in silence, it was bright in the morning. The propaganda drums in the palace sounded. It was the sound of drums urgently recruiting ministers to enter the palace, and the thunderous sound of drums hit every corner of the Western capital. Even the vendors on the road couldn't help frowning.

If it is not a national event in Changli, it is not easy to ring the drum. The last time the drum sounded was when the former emperor ascended the throne, the relatives of the Empress Dowager Zhang's family were rampant, relying on the position of three princes and nine ministers to interfere with the former emperor, and the former emperor's favorite concubine Su's family was also implicated. This is the past that the people of Xijing knew. That time, the high-ranking Zhang family was washed by blood overnight, and the Wang family also reached the peak of power that time.

So what happened to Changli today?

This is a thought in the hearts of the people, but the matter of a high position is not a matter of people's livelihood for them. But when I think of the Prince Xikun who just came here, I was worried about the flames of war.

Before the time came, the people in the Taihe Hall stood on both sides. Xiao Yuanqi sat on the dragon chair with a serious face.

"Come on, proclaim the drummer - the twelve princes of Xikun." Xiao Yuanqi shouted sharply and disturbed the minds of the ministers in the court. Everyone held their breath waiting for the twelve princes.

No one thought that the Xuanwen drum, which could only be hit by the emperor's instructions, would be hit by this other king himself. And no one can see whether Xiao Yuanqi is to blame or regress now.

There was a sound from the door of the palace, and the twelve princes took every step heavily, with amazing sadness on his face, which was very different from yesterday's joy. He worshipped in the center of the hall, and heavy words came out of his mouth: "The lonely king has seen the emperor, and it is helpless to beat the drum today. The lonely king came to Xijing this time in fact to find Gu's long-lost daughter, Princess Lan Ruo of Western Queensland.

"Oh?" Xiao Yuanqi looked disbelieving. He got up from the dragon chair, and the golden dragon back seemed to fly with his movements.

"The twelve princes hit the drum today for this matter? So, has Princess Lan Ruo, the daughter of the 12th Prince, lost her whereabouts in my territory? Xiao Yuanqi took the words. He looked at His Royal Highness and quietly met the twelve princes in the depths of his eyes. Both of them were shallow and inconspicuous pleasure.

"No, the daughter of the lonely king has been found, but she died in the palace of Changli. The lonely king also asked Emperor Changli to be the master of the little girl. The twelve prince bowed down and bowed heavily, making people feel his determination to find out the matter. I don't know why Wang Chu was very uneasy about everything in this hall, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"What? Is there such a thing?" Xiao Yuanqi got up, his twisted eyebrows, big black eyes, tight knife lips, and slightly agitated neck side were shouting for his anger.

Isn't it ridiculous to imagine that the princess of another country died in your country's palace? In the eyes of ordinary people, this is clearly an excuse to provoke.

"Come on, show me a seat for the twelve princes." Xiao Yuanqi was not rude. After ordering someone to see a seat for the twelve princes, he walked down and stood beside him and asked, "I don't know who the daughter the twelve princes said is?"

The moment his eyes lowered, he looked straight at Wang Chu.

"The daughter of the lonely king used to be Lan Zhaoxun beside His Highness, and was later framed and sentenced to death on the charge of poisoning the crown princess and killing the king." The words of the twelve princes calmed down the originally discussed hall like a pool of stagnant water.

Who would have thought that the newly deceased Lan Zhaoxun would be the princess of Xikun?

"Gu Zhaoxun turned out to be the prince's daughter, the princess of Xikun? This makes me surprised." Xiao Yuanqi asked with a sneer. Before the words fell, Xiao Yuanqi picked up the green jade and white porcelain pen on the table and washed it in the center of the hall. The sound of jade cracked porcelain spewed out like the rolling anger of Xiao Yuanqi.

The officials on both sides all lowered their heads in terrment to bear the anger of the superiors.

Don't believe it as Xiao Yuanqi, as well as Wang Chu and Li Qingyun. But this is what the 12th prince said himself. Who dares to deny it? But they know best what's going on when Ruolan enters the palace. Li Qingyun's face was suddenly stained with a layer of fog, as if it had been a layer of frost, and even a broken color of blue and gray appeared.

"I didn't expect that you, Xikun, would so 'appoint' me Changli, and worked so hard to send the princess to be my concubine, huh? Huhaha... What's even more unexpected is that the prince, do you have the nerve to come to ask for justice now?

"The emperor calmed his anger, and King Rong Gu said it in detail. At this time, it's a long story. My daughter's whereabouts are unknown after she was abducted into Changli many years ago. The lonely king sent many people to look for her but found nothing. She has never given up for so many years. Around the end of the year, when the lonely king got the news, she had been offered to the palace. After the lonely king repeatedly confirmed her identity, he sent people to welcome her. Who would get the news that she had been killed as soon as she arrived at the border?

The twelve princes burst into tears when he said about his heartache. Xiao Yuanqi turned around and cursed secretly in his heart: This is really an old fox. Does he think that he really doesn't know anything? Humph, this man's acting skills are unfathomable and really difficult to deal with. After today's scene is over, we should beware of him in the future.

Opening Qingming's eyes, Xiao Yuanqi turned around and sat on the dragon chair, picked up the imperial pen in his hand and played with it.

"Li Qingyun." Xiao Yuanqi raised his eyes and called out.

"I'm here." Li Qingyun stood up, trembling between his legs, and the official robe suddenly floated and walked between his tremors.