Chapter 150 Breaking the situation

Author: Liuyun Hairpin

Chapter 150 Breaking the situation

Emperor Liang stayed in silence for several days, and finally recovered a lot, and could move back to Chongming Palace from Wuyang Palace.

After he was able to go to the field for activities, he hurriedly went to see his Immortal Seeking Platform.

Although at this time, the table did not even look like a showpiece, Emperor Liang was still smiling, and his illness had faded a lot.

Around the imperial driver, several Taoist priests were muttering to each other. Master Wu respectfully offered the elixir: "Your Majesty, I have been in seclusion for several days and have refined one. I hereby offer it to Your Majesty."

An imperial doctor wanted to come forward and say something, but was stopped by the envoy of the Qin Academy. When the imperial doctor looked again, he saw Pei Qing's dark eyes, and he was so horrified that he immediately fell silent.

"Your Majesty still needs to rest, so why not go back to the palace first."

Emperor Liang nodded, and suddenly remembered something: "When I am not around, will the country be safe?"

Pei Qing's expression did not change: "Report to your Majesty, everything is fine."

Emperor Liang nodded: "Then you can continue doing it for the time being. I'm... a little tired. Let's go back to the palace."

Pei Qing stepped aside, nodded slightly, and watched Emperor Liang leave.

"Lord Zhangyin, He Xiu has entered the Hanlin Academy to serve. There is nothing unusual at the moment."

After Emperor Liang left for a while, Liu Quan came to whisper to Pei Qing.

Pei Qing responded indifferently and asked: "Where is Wei Ping?"

"He...he said he had something important to do to Master Zhang Yin." Liu Quan's voice became softer and softer, and he obviously didn't have much confidence in his heart.

However, Pei Qing's reaction could be described as cold, and he didn't seem to care about Wei Ping's little actions.

"Then let him do it."

Liu Quan was stunned when he heard this, and then said hurriedly: "Master Zhangyin, Wei Ping has ignored Dongchang's affairs for several days..."

"Then you go take care of it." Pei Qing said the next sentence and glanced at him, "Is there anything else?"

"Reporting to Master Zhangyin, there is someone in Mingguang Palace..."

"I know this, and you don't have to let people keep an eye on you, lest you get discovered."

Pei Qing intercepted Liu Quan's words and successfully choked him.

Liu Quan lowered his head, feeling extremely confused.

Is Master Zhangyin planning to... delegate power? Why doesn't Sir care about anything?

Pei Qing didn't know what was going on in Liu Quan's heart. He turned around and looked at the Immortal Invitation Platform, which was still under construction.

The chief inspector of the internal affairs department sent someone to send the drawings very discerningly, so that Pei Qing could compare them.

The Qingsendai on the drawing is towering into the clouds, so it is certainly majestic.

"What did the people from the Ministry of Finance say before?"

Liu Quan quickly collected his thoughts and replied: "The Ministry of Revenue said that if we want to complete the project as scheduled, we can only increase taxes."

Pei Qing said "hmm" and said lightly: "Then we will draw up a decree to increase the tax collection for half a year."

However, Liu Quan hesitated and did not move. He also knew how bad the outside world was towards Pei Qing. If this decree was issued, the Pingshan Party members would probably use it to build momentum and even...rebellion.

"Lord Palmprint, last year's harvest was not good..."

"Liu Quan, you talk a little too much."

Pei Qing still looked at the drawings with a faint look. The breeze stirred a corner, and his wrist bones shook, and he shook the drawings flat. The sound of rustling paper was not loud, but it made Liu Quan's heart tremble.

"……yes."

He said no more, bowed respectfully and retreated to draft the order.

Pei Qing stared at it for a while, then handed the drawing to the young eunuch beside him and left alone.

The left and right are already messy enough... How about making it more messy.

He kept his face silent and thought very calmly, without considering at all the great risks he faced in the chaos.

——

Because Pei Qing was summoned by Emperor Liang today, Song Qingan could finally take a break.

Pei Qing was really not joking with her. In the past few days, she was picked up by Pei Qing before dawn. Her whole body was sore all day long, and she almost lost half of her life.

After a rare natural awakening, Song Qing'an lay on the couch to rest and was unwilling to get up.

It was a gloomy day, and it seemed like it would rain in the next moment. Song Qingan didn't like the weather, so he was even more reluctant to move.

After noon, she supported her shoulders in one hand and held the chess pieces in the other, slowly playing chess with herself.

As his birthday drew closer, the palace became increasingly busy. Song Qing'an vaguely felt that something was wrong with Pei Qing making this matter so exciting, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't know what was wrong.

After all...this is quite in line with Pei Qing's temperament.

She held the chess pieces between her fingers and tapped them slowly on the chessboard. Although her eyes were still looking at the chess game, her mind was already far away.

Emperor Liang moved back to Chongming Palace today, and his health should be much better. Will Pei Qing's misdeeds during this period be known?

Song Qing'an frowned and thought about Pei Qing's punishment. Suddenly he came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh at his random thoughts.

If Pei Qing was convicted, how could he be so peaceful now?

If he dared to do that, he must have a way to hide it from Emperor Liang.

Song Qing'an persuaded himself in this way, and eventually the chess piece fell.

"Princess," Zhu Yan opened the curtain and entered, lightly blessing her body, and then came over, "Earlier, Lord Palm Print issued an order to increase the tax collection for half a year."

Song Qing'an's hand went to pick up the chess pieces and he looked over suspiciously: "Seriously?"

Zhu Yan took half a step back and whispered: "It's absolutely true, Liu Quan went to draw up the will."

Song Qing'an sighed: "What a nonsense."

Even though she is in the palace, she has heard about the affairs of the people. This spring is already drier than previous years, and the harvest last year was only average. If taxes are increased at this time, the people will definitely be filled with resentment.

This is the case... Do we still want to hold a birthday party with great fanfare?

Song Qing'an felt more and more that Pei Qing did this on purpose, on purpose... to make the world hate him to the extreme.

But what is the picture?

Song Qing'an was in a state of confusion, and the chess pieces she played were out of consideration. When she came to her senses, she realized that she had trapped herself in a dead game.

Is it a dead end...?

Song Qing'an flicked the chessboard, completely disrupting the chess game.

She is not a chess piece left to be manipulated, no matter if it is a dead end or not...she will completely mess it up.

Thinking of this, Song Qing'an glanced out the window and asked Zhu Yan: "Is Linyuan still here these days?"

Speaking of Linyuan, Zhu Yan's face turned red, probably because he felt ashamed that he had cheated his brother.

"Reporting to the princess, my brother has left the palace. The person in the palace now is... Guanshan."

"Mountain viewing?"

Song Qingan chewed on this strange name and felt it was very fresh: "Is he one of yours too?"

"Yes... Brother Guanshan has been contacting the rest of the people before, and he came to Beijing recently."

Song Qing'an stroked his hair thoughtfully, lowered his eyes and said, "In other words...that's the only message brother is missing?"

"yes."

Zhu Yan responded solemnly, with a solemn expression: "But princess, if we are the only ones who want to help His Highness... it is still not enough."

Although the Shadow Guards are all highly skilled in martial arts, their number is too small after all. Only military power is the greatest confidence and guarantee.

"I know that."

Song Qing'an curled his lips and took out a letter from his sleeve like a magic trick, with a strange smile in his eyes: "Fortunately, there is also the lady from Changle Palace who can help us."

This letter was intercepted by Song Qing'an who had coerced Lin Yuan into Changle Palace earlier.

The fake one was sent out, but the real one fell into her hands.

If not, Song Qingan would have almost forgotten their biggest enemy.

King Xuan.
Chapter completed!