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In the hearts of most uninformed court officials, Xiaoyao is a good prince who is generous, kind, compassionate and loving the people, and understands the current situation and political affairs.

In the recent weak situation of Daxia, these court officials believed that if they wanted to support the building, they could only let Prince Xiaoyao participate in the court and manage political affairs together.

There are also some court officials who are controlled by King Xiaoyao by being planted with poison, or are unable to be promoted in the current dynasty and are on his side by King Xiaoyao with great promises.

So now many court officials have written memorials and requested orders.

The empress knew very well that once King Xiaoyao began to get involved in the court, it would lead the wolf into the house and cause his own destruction.

She would not compromise at all in this matter!

But in the face of the increasing voices of the courtiers, she found it difficult to suppress these sounds for a while.

"Oh..." When the emperor thought of this, the emperor sighed softly. As soon as she sighed, she heard a gentle voice coming from outside the imperial study room. This voice was very familiar and she had some longing for her.

"I said who is this? Why are you so unhappy?"

The door was pushed open, Zhao Wujiang stood at the door with a smile on his face, raised his eyebrows and looked at the empress.

"Zhao Wujiang?" When the empress saw this handsome figure dressed like ink, her eyebrows were stretched out and an indescribable feeling surged in her heart. She quickly stood up, but felt that she lacked reserve and majesty. She hurriedly sat upright on the wooden chair, and her tone was as stable as possible:

"How about going here?"

"The Lord blesses it, it's quite perfect." Zhao Wujiang came to the empress as gentle as jade.

The empress was delighted, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Get it?"

"That's natural." Zhao Wujiang shone proudly on his cheek, and then stared at the empress's eyes.

Although the empress disguised herself as she disguised the faces of the inverted beings, her eyes were not blocked.

Her eyes were clear and majestic, and there was also the galaxy flowing like the deep night sky.

However, the galaxy probably dried up in the early years, and now there are only a few lonely stars, just like she was alone in these years.

"Sorrow is like a river of spring water, and the depression is transformed into my eyebrows. Tsk tsk, I said Xuanyuan Jing, could it be that I have left for a few days, and you miss me too much?" Zhao Wujiang smiled and joked.

The empress was a little uncomfortable when she was staring at Zhao Wujiang's hot eyes, and was accidentally touched by Zhao Wujiang's joking words, and her face turned red.

She coughed dryly, pretended to be majestic, and said in a deep voice:

"I am just worried that you will be defeated by King Xiaoyao... and he... takes away that...that's the secret.

And now, there are many ministers in the court standing on the side of King Xiaoyao. Many ministers hold me to me and keep submitting memorials, which makes me feel a little... a little in a dilemma..."

The empress expressed her sorrow and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. When Zhao Wujiang was away, she could only hold it in her heart, and it was difficult to find someone to express her heart and relieve her depression.

The Empress had mentioned this to Zhao Wujiang before, but at that time, only one or two of the ministers had this sign, but now more and more people are starting to write letters to ask for orders.

The memorial content is mostly just to tell the current weakness of Daxia, and then to King Xiaoyao, saying that he is the only candidate for the stable court now, and ask the emperor to allow him to join the court again to manage political affairs together.

It is simple to deal with this matter... Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers and was in a good mood. As long as King Xiaoyao became famous, the matter would naturally be solved.

If King Xiaoyao is famous, Zhao Wujiang has made a fortune. He has already sent a letter to Li Yuanzheng, asking him to spread the identity of King Xiaoyao Qianlong Sect and the Faceless Man.

This matter only takes one or two days to ferment, and it can spread throughout the world and spread to the temple. The reputation of King Xiaoyao will fall to the ground.

At that time, the ministers standing on the side of King Xiaoyao can be suppressed, or they can make them lose their arrogance and shock the situation.

"I can make them stop mentioning this." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently,

"You?" The empress was puzzled, then shook her head and said earnestly:

"I can't silence them or completely block their way of speaking. How can you do it?

Could you burn their memorials? Or tie up their hands holding the pen?

Forget it, Zhao Wujiang, I know you want to share my worries, but you can't do this...

I will delay this matter..."

"You often know my strength at night, but unfortunately you haven't experienced it before and can't feel it." Zhao Wujiang shook his head and smiled:

"How about you and I bet?"

The empress frowned, thinking of the strange fishy smell, and her pretty face turned red. Now that Zhao Wujiang has made another bet, she couldn't help but spit out lightly and refuse to answer.

"Old rule, if I lose, you can do it! I will never frown." Zhao Wujiang's voice was low and magnetic, like a night demon bewitching the world:

"And if you lose, let me..."

He bent down and whispered in the empress's ear.

The empress's pretty face turned red:

"I don't agree!"

"The Emperor of Xia, I never thought that he was so brave!" Zhao Wujiang looked heartbroken.

The majestic and arrogant person is the most aggressive method. The empress's breathing was rapid for a moment. She opened her lips, pointed her fingers in her hand, and said angrily:
Chapter completed!