......

The carriage raised a slight smell of blood and gradually dissipated into the air as the horse ran.

Anping kept wiggling the reins and adjusting the direction of the horse's travel.

Now he and Xuanyuan Yuheng have entered the main road near the center of the city in the east and are heading towards the south of the city.

The horse bell jingled, Anping pulled the reins and swung to the right, and a carriage drove towards him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he faintly felt a strong aura passing by him in the oncoming carriage. Before he could feel the truth, the carriage had already driven far away.

Anping looked at it from the outskirts of his eyes and the carriage turned into an alley to the east, which was the direction of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce.

"Hold!" He twitched the reins and drove the horse to the south of the city. He was a little suspicious. Why did he be distracted from the carriage and why did he notice the strong aura?

He didn't know that maybe in the near future, he would face that breath and die in the underworld.

The horse ran wildly, and pedestrians on the road forced them to retreat. After two cups of tea, the horse pulled the carriage and stopped at the door of the Earth Dragon Gang.

......

Kyoto, Minister of Revenue, Zhang Tuizhi's residence.

Zhangfu Banquet Hall.

Zhang Tuizhi invited a group of colleagues to attend the luncheon.

He has become increasingly worried recently, and his worries are about to crush him.

He was worried about Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang searched Chen Anbang's residence and got what he had been desperately trying to know.

Zhang Tuizhi was afraid that Zhao Wujiang had already grasped his great evidence of his crime and was ready to take down him in one fell swoop.

In the past two days, he has been worried every day, but Zhao Wujiang has not made any noise yet, which makes him think about randomly. The more he speculates, the more nervous he becomes.

Now that the Lord Xiaoyao King has returned to the city, he has more confidence.

But he didn't dare to ask King Xiaoyao for help, because that would make him useless.

One of the six ministers of the Secretariat, he was afraid of a sixth-rank secretary and was afraid of how to solve it?

When he thought of this, he sighed and poured a glass of wine.

Now he decided to take action first and join forces with many colleagues to impeach Zhao Wujiang and put Zhao Wujiang to death.

These colleagues were invited by him selectively.

When King Xiaoyao returned to Beijing yesterday, many colleagues came to greet him. The ones he chose were all fans of King Xiaoyao.

"Why are you so worried?" The Minister of Revenue, as a direct subordinate of Zhang Tuizhi, had a keen eye and always paid attention to Zhang Tuizhi's expression.

Zhang Tuizhi poured himself a drink, and poured himself a full glass of wine. He drank it all in one go, sighing:

"I am worried that my colleagues are about to burn their bodies to a fire but don't know!"

"Um?"

When many officials heard this, they were shocked and slowly put down the wine glass in their hands or touched the maid's waist.

"What does Lord Zhang mean?"

"What happened? Please tell me!"

"Please tell me clearly by Lord Zhang!"

“…”

Many officials spoke one after another, and Zhang Tuizhi's words seemed to tell them that the disaster was about to come.

"The prince returned to Beijing yesterday..." Zhang Tuizhi looked around everyone:

"But the prince, I'm not happy!"

The supporter of the Xiaoyao King frowned immediately, not understanding what Zhang Tuizhi said. The prince was still gentle and gentle, why did Zhang Tuizhi say such words?

"Xingqingyuan is the mansion that the late emperor gave to the prince, which contains deep brotherly love!" Zhang Tuizhi filled himself with a cup and his voice became louder:

"But now, it is occupied by the thief Zhao Wujiang!

Zhao Wujiang was incompetent and was also a eunuch. He occupied the prince's mansion and had already defiled the affection between the former emperor and the prince!"

Zhang Tuizhi's yellow soup was in his mouth and smashed the wine glass hard. The ping-bang sounded, and he shouted angrily:

"You guys say, can the prince be happy?"

The ministers were silent and had already guessed in their hearts that Zhang Tuizhi was going to speak.

"And you are indifferent and dare not speak out about Zhao Wujiang forcibly occupying Xingqing Court. Last night, the prince had to live in the residence of other ministers!

Although the prince is generous and kind, is he willing to suffer this defeat?"

Zhang Tuizhi stared at everyone:

"He will not care about what the emperor does, but he will take your and my inaction into his eyes and heart!

How can you and I be worthy of the prince’s magnanimity and trust in you and me?"

Some of the ministers sighed, obviously feeling a little ashamed, but more of them were not moved, just looking at Zhang Tuizhi silently.

Zhang Tuizhi knew that some court officials were just changing their minds, adhering to the idea that things were not related to them, and would not express their opinions on such matters.

He cleared his throat, looked around everyone, and said quietly:

"Yesterday, you and I welcomed the prince. The prince was inexplicably moved, but this matter has been remembered by the emperor..."

The ministers were stunned and their breathing gradually became rapid.

When welcoming King Xiaoyao to be remembered by the emperor, we will naturally be labeled as a label by the emperor. This was originally unhindered for the fans of King Xiaoyao.

But now, as Zhang Tuizhi said, they are indifferent to the fact that the Xiaoyao King's mansion is "forcibly occupied", and then they will offend Xiaoyao King.
Chapter completed!