But the Holy One had no intention of letting go. There was a stormy atmosphere lingering in the hall. Qi Yun frowned, and she was secretly worried in her heart. Will the Holy One punish Qi Yan for his temper...
If the Holy Spirit decrees punishment, how can they minimize the harm?
Just when Qi Yun was feeling uneasy, the Holy Master suddenly flicked his sleeve, startling everyone.
He took a deep look at Qi Yan, his gaze was frightening.
Then, the Holy One showed no mercy and directly ordered in a cold voice: "Select a group of people and let them go directly to the outskirts of Beijing to appease the Hu merchants and let them enter the city, and then... smash the houses built by the refugees!"
"Without my permission, I will not allow them to live in the deserted land on the outskirts of Beijing!"
A shocking word.
Everyone in the hall showed shocked expressions and their pupils were shaking.
As the person who directly received the order, Xifu was so shocked by the oncoming momentum that he could not make any other reaction. He could only respond quickly and loudly, "Yes! I will make arrangements now."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave this place with an extremely depressing atmosphere.
The queen said: "Wait a minute."
She did not shy away from refuting His Majesty: "I hope Your Majesty will think twice. If I issue this order, I may lose the support of the people."
For a moment, the atmosphere froze.
The Holy Emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at the Queen for a long time, and the Queen looked at him without fear at all. Moreover, the Queen's mood became more peaceful and stable.
"Okay, none of you agree with my decision?"
He picked up the tea cup, shook it twice in his broad palm, and then threw it to the ground and broke it!
Everyone was excited.
"But an order is an order. The orders I give cannot be questioned!"
Just like there is no regret medicine for a guillotine, there is no possibility of taking back the orders that have been given by the Holy One.
The resolute, indifferent, and domineering attitude of the Holy Spirit made everyone feel like a heavy boulder was weighing on their hearts.
Ling Yutong looked thoughtful as he watched the Holy Emperor's attitude towards the Queen.
When dealing with Concubine Wan Gui some time ago, the Holy Sage's attitude towards the Queen was like a jewel. She wished she could stay in this palace all day long, and the Queen had to cooperate with her and Dr. Fang to cover her up, so that the Holy Sage could not come so frequently.
But now, seeing how disgusted they are with each other, no one can say that the relationship between the emperor and empress is harmonious against their own will.
She raised her eyes again, and when she saw the look in the queen's eyes clearly, she suddenly understood.
A sense of ridicule arose in his heart. It turned out that the queen who was rare among the emperors and was willing to give him some favor could only be obedient and weak, and would do everything he wanted.
Once the Queen becomes rebellious, how much tenderness the Holy Lord gave her in the past can be recycled now!
The Holy Spirit treats the people the same way.
Those who cannot pay taxes on time and cannot create benefit value for others deserve to be abandoned.
The more Ling Yutong thought about it, the colder his heart became.
She couldn't sit still and wanted to find a way to inform Zhao Song and the others.
With this order from the Holy One, no matter who they were arguing with, as soon as the guards arrived, all the houses they had spent time building would be demolished.
When the wall falls and everyone pushes them down, they will be homeless. After this incident, they will truly become shady people.
But after the Holy One gave the order, the old god sat there, as if watching these "rebellious" people.
After all, if he doesn't leave, no one can leave first.
Qi Yan could see her secret anxiety.
He is also thinking about ways.
No matter what, Zhao Song and the others had actually helped them, and they could never stand idly by.
At this time, the queen tilted her head and said to Aunt Gui: "Bring a pot of tea and just sit there, it's boring."
"Yutong, you go and prepare together."
Ling Yutong raised her eyes, immediately seized the opportunity, and immediately followed Aunt Gui.
They came to the tea room behind the screen. Because of the translucency of the screen, their every move would appear in silhouette and be seen by people on the other side.
Ling Yutong's eyelids twitched when she saw Aunt Gui quickly giving her a pen and paper while making tea.
With one look, Ling Yutong understood instantly.
Similarly, with the help of tea, she quickly wrote down a line of small words on the note, and quickly put the roll of paper into her sleeve.
Just now, she had already thought of the person to do this.
Ruan Fu.
After she finished all the little actions, the tea was poured.
She and Aunt Gui each had a tray and walked out of the screen carrying tea.
Ruan Fu came face to face, and he took the initiative to help them share the cups. He and Ling Yutong looked at each other knowingly. Then, Ling Yutong's wrist quietly turned a little, revealing the note on his sleeve.
Ruan Fu didn't squint his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and when he was bringing the tea, he hooked his slender fingers, and the note was quietly received, avoiding only the Holy One, and no one else.
Qi Yan's lips pursed tighter.
He knew that Ruan Fu and Ling Yutong had absolutely no time to discuss such a strategy, but they had such a tacit understanding that they completed the entire process without making any mistakes.
This makes him...
Before his thoughts could continue to sink in, he noticed the happy look on his face.
Joy saw it.
He lowered his eyes slightly.
And the next moment, Xifu's eyes flashed, as if he hadn't seen it, he lowered his head slightly and whispered: "I'm going to deliver the order."
The Holy Father waved his hand, and at the same moment, Ruan Fu said goodbye.
Because, the queen's cat Snowball's fur became thicker in autumn, but it also started to shed. He had to deal with the cat's hair problem and also dewormed the cat.
The Holy Spirit would not be angry with a pet, so he waved his hand and told it to leave.
Xifu and Ruan Fu left one after the other.
But Ruan Fu walked faster. He did not rush out of the palace to deliver the message, but... gently patted the bird on his shoulder and whispered something in a low voice.
That's an order.
In the hall, Ling Yutong clearly felt that the Holy One was stalling for time.
Sometimes he would ask about family matters, and sometimes he would talk about the world. Most of the time, he would be silent, drinking tea in silence, and even changing the tea leaves.
"..."
She took a sip of tea, not worried.
The master's ability to do things is definitely better than hers. There is no one more suitable than him for this matter.
Qi Yan once again understood Ling Yutong's body condition: Silence.
There was pretended reluctance and worry on her face. Several times when His Majesty glanced at her, her expression was perfect, confusing His Majesty, but not him.
So, do you have that much trust in Ruan Fu?
Qi Yan lowered his eyes.
…
In the suburbs of Beijing, the dispute between Hu businessmen and refugees was forcibly stopped.
Perhaps using "stop" to describe it is not appropriate, forcing a stop is their current state.
Zhao Songzheng was protecting the people on his side while vigorously kicking Hu Shang who was uttering arrogant words on the other side.
At this time, a group of men in black came like a storm, and then...
The person on Zhao Song's side had a black bag put on his head and was knocked unconscious with a knife.
In the blink of an eye, all the ragged refugees on the other side were carried on the shoulders of the men in black.