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When Zhao Wujiang left the Dijiao Gang, it was already dusk.

He talked a lot with Qi Lin, the leader of the Dijiao Gang, designed to kill Chen Anbang, shared his martial arts experience, shared secret recipes for strengthening the body and kidney, touching his wife, etc.

The carriage swayed along the way, bumping his body. For some reason, an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

Stepping on the palace road of the imperial city, he got off the carriage and put his sleeves in his hands and walked slowly towards the palace of Yangxin Palace. The dryness hovered in his heart and could not be dispersed. He felt something important in his mind.

occur.

...

Hall of the Heart, the Emperor's Bedroom.

The empress sat upright on the Huanghuali wooden chair, her majestic eyebrows and eyes stretched out. She was holding a smile, slowly rubbing the teacup on the table with her right hand, then took a sip, with thoughts in her eyes, and then she accidentally raised a curve in the corner of her mouth.

The door was pushed open and Zhao Wujiang returned.

"You are very leisurely, Zhao Wujiang..." The empress raised her red lips, wanting to share the good news.

Zhao Wujiang sat next to the empress, picked up the empress's teacup and drank it all:

"I will be idle after the blessings of the emperor, and I will be free."

"Hey... this is what I just drank..."

When the empress saw Zhao Wujiang drinking a small sip of tea, her pretty face rose slightly ashamed and angry, and a warm feeling surged in her heart. She knew that Zhao Wujiang had no shyness and trust:

"From tomorrow, you will be the secretary of the Secretariat. You are from the sixth rank. Although you are not a high-ranking official, this is a big step you are about to take."

Zhao Wujiang smiled warmly:

"Thank you, Emperor and Lord Liu."

How did he know that there was Liu Zhe? I had not even issued an imperial edict yet... The empress's beautiful eyes were full of doubts and stared at Zhao Wujiang. Could it be that he had contact with many ministers in the court?

"Please don't look at my handsome and handsome face with such confusing eyes!" Zhao Wujiang raised his sword eyebrows.

The empress gave him a blank look, majesty and heroic spirit coexisted.

Zhao Wujiang threw the Secretary-General's token on the table:

"It was given to me by Liu Zhe."

He did not explain to Xuanyuan Jing what Liu Zhe was secretly thinking, because Xuanyuan Jing was a smart person.

The empress glanced at the secretary's token on the table, rubbed her fingers, smiled and shook her head:

"Liu Zhe is worthy of being a veteran of the three dynasties.

Giving you a token and recommending you to me is to express kindness to you and win over you, and to think thoroughly and accurately, and to declare invisibly that he is a minister on my side, showing his loyalty.”

"The power of the emperor is weak, and the court is undercurrents, and all officials form cliques for personal gain, and the internal friction between Daxia has increased sharply. His choice is also to stabilize the court." Zhao Wujiang added that some things are just a similar transaction on the surface

He has a good friend, but he actually has a lot of hidden thoughts.

"You see more thoroughly than I do..." The empress stared at Zhao Wujiang.

"No, no." Zhao Wujiang shook his head and said seriously:

"The emperor is extremely intelligent. If I hadn't understood what you explained just now, I just got your tips and there was a flash of inspiration in my mind."

The empress smiled unconsciously, and Zhao Wujiang said something so comfortable.

“By the way, there is another thing.

The Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Revenue are both ready. I will marry the Princess of the Moon in the Western Regions in three days." The empress pondered.

Three days later, the princess... Zhao Wujiang clasped her fists:

"Congratulations to the Emperor on congratulating the Emperor, and I wish the Emperor and Princess Worshiping the Moon forever to be together for a hundred years."

The empress glared at Zhao Wujiang: "I am notifying you to prepare!"

"What are I, an eunuch?" Zhao Wujiang asked knowingly.

Listening to the words from Zhao Wujiang, the empress unconsciously wiping Zhao Wujiang after finishing his work, as if she was wiping a spear that had been through many battles.

Her pretty face was rosy, her eyebrows were frowned, and she said shyly:

"Don't embarrass me!"

You don’t dare to show up, where did you get the face... Zhao Wujiang complained in his heart, then he bowed his hand with his fists:

"In ancient times, Zhao Zilong killed seven in and seven out of Changbanpo. I, Zhao Wujiang, would not let down the face of the Zhao family. I, must kill Princess Baiyue, throw her armor and remove her armor, and the Yellow River water is flooded!"

"It's my face, not your Zhao family!" The empress corrected, coughed dryly, and added something unnaturally:

"I... heard... the girls in the Western Regions... are more difficult to satisfy... I am just worried... you..."

Isn’t your face my face? When I take down your empress, aren’t you my Zhao family? Zhao Wujiang gently pats the empress’s hand:

"Daxia has great resources and abundant resources, how could it be afraid of the prosperous path of the small country of worshiping the moon in the Western Regions?"

The empress nodded, thinking that Zhao Wujiang was right, but she always felt something strange, but then even more strange feeling surged up. She felt a pair of warm big hands stroking her hands.

She looked closely and saw that Zhao Wujiang had grabbed her hand at some point. She didn't notice the natural appearance just now.

Shame and anger immediately surged into her heart, and she shouted angrily: "Hand!"

Zhao Wujiang grabbed his hands tighter and showed more intimacy:

"Is this the Emperor?"

"I want to chop your head!" The empress's pretty face blushed, and her angrily surged, and she tried her best to break free.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes widened, covering his head with one hand and his lower body with the other:
Chapter completed!