The sun shines on the glazed tiles of the palace, making them golden.
Deep in the extremely majestic palace, in the bedroom of the most powerful man in the world, the incense in the tripod gradually dispersed, leaving only thick incense ash.
The sunlight coming in sideways from the window added to the luxury of this palace.
The saint was dressed in casual clothes of aquamarine silk, with a dragon-coiled golden ribbon tied around his waist. His black hair was tied tightly. There was not a trace of white hair on the head of the saint who was nearly fifty years old.
Sitting on the chair, looking at Mrs. Cheng Guo who was kneeling not far away in front of him and crying, and listening to her nagging crying, the saint finally showed a trace of impatience in his eyes.
"I want to know, Qin Xiao killed your bodyguard in front of the Dali Temple, and why your bodyguard ran to the Dali Temple in the middle of the night?" The saint took a delicate small incense burner presented by Changsun Meier. Inside was
An extremely rare vanilla. After burning it, the fragrance it emits can refresh and clear the mind, but the fragrance will dissipate quickly, so before the fragrance completely dissipates, the saint will hold a small incense burner and smell the strange fragrance.
.
This is what a saint must do every day when he gets up.
The emperor is the king of a country, and the saint hopes that he can stay awake every day.
Mrs. Cheng Guo raised her head, raised her arms and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and said: "Qin Xiao killed innocent people indiscriminately, so the imperial sister sent people to arrest him to prevent him from escaping in fear of crime."
"Escaping for fear of crime?" The saint said lightly: "You underestimate Qin Xiao too much." He glanced at Changsun Meier. Changsun Meier understood it, turned around and walked to the table, picked up a secret book from it, this
Cai Lian walked slowly to Mrs. Cheng Guo, held the secret document in both hands, and presented it to her respectfully.
Mrs. Cheng Guo was startled and a little surprised, but she still took the secret fold and opened it.
"Wei Bi killed his wife, but you were the instigator behind it?" The saint didn't look at Mrs. Chengguo either. He just gently sniffed the scent of vanilla coming out of the incense burner with a calm expression: "Wei Bi became your entourage two years ago.
My guest, the Purple-clothes Supervisor has reported this matter long ago. I thought you were alone, so I didn’t ask anything." He glanced at Mrs. Cheng Guo from the corner of his eye and said lightly: "Sister, your biggest weakness is not your willfulness, but your willfulness.
It's because you are never right when looking at people. If you just treat Wei Bi as a toy to pass the time, I won't blame you. But if you have sincere feelings for such a despicable person, this is your big mistake.
"
Mrs. Cheng Guo's body was shaken and she hurriedly said: "Sage, the emperor's sister likes Wei Bi, but... she never thought of letting him kill his wife."
"You want to be a long-term couple with him, and you want to marry him openly, which is naturally a dream for Wei Bi. You may not have personally instructed him to kill his wife, but haven't you hinted to him that his wife is the one you got married to?
Obstacle?" The saint said calmly: "Don't deny it, otherwise you are doubting my wisdom."
Mrs. Cheng Guo gritted her teeth and said: "Yes, I told him that I want to marry him and stay with him for the rest of my life. What's wrong with this? Am I not as good as that woman? I am from the Xiahou family
Woman, you are your biological sister. You are the most powerful person in the world and you can own the world. Am I not allowed to own even a man?"
The saint's brows tightened, his eyes glowed with cold light, and he shot at Mrs. Cheng Guo like a sharp arrow. He said coldly: "A man who can even kill his own wife, how can a woman from the Xiahou family be like this?"
Men together?”
"He did that for me." Mrs. Cheng Guo said stubbornly: "I don't care how he treats others, as long as he treats me well, I will be willing to be with him
Together."
"Treating you well?" The saint gave a mocking smile: "You once had the beauty of the Xiahou family women, but you did not have the wisdom of the Xiahou family." He handed the incense burner to the eldest grandson Meier beside him, and the eldest grandson Meier took the incense burner.
, bowed and stood on the edge, bowing his head slightly.
The saint stood up, walked slowly to Mrs. Cheng Guo, and looked down at his imperial sister. Mrs. Cheng Guo finally showed timidity when facing the saint and lowered her head, but the saint had already said lightly: "Look up, look.
Follow me!"
Mrs. Cheng Guo did not dare to disobey, she knelt on the ground and raised her head, looking up at the saint. The saint leaned down, held Mrs. Cheng Guo's chin with one hand, stared at it, and said calmly: "This face was once as beautiful as a flower.
She has the enviable beauty of the Xiahou family. However, the beauty has begun to fade away and is gradually getting older. My good sister, do you really think that just because of your withered face?
Can you be so obsessed with Wei Bi that you would even kill your own wife just for this face?"
Mrs. Cheng Guo's lips moved slightly, but she did not dare to speak.
"If you are not from the Xiahou family, if you are not my imperial sister, do you think Wei Bi is really willing to stay with you for a long time?" The saint's eyes showed ridicule, and although his voice was calm, his words were like a knife:
"As people age and lose beauty, it's not that Wei Bi is fascinated by you, but that you are fascinated by Wei Bi and become more and more stupid."
Mrs. Cheng Guo's eyes showed annoyance, but the saint had already ordered: "Mei'er, you go down first."
Changsun Meier was a little surprised, but she quietly retreated.
With a "pop!", a red palm print appeared on Mrs. Cheng Guo's face. She raised her hand, covered her cheek, and looked at the saint in front of her in horror.
The saint's eyes were sharp and he said coldly: "I can turn a blind eye to many of your things. Even if you let Wei Bi kill his wife and want to be with him, I can ignore it. But why do you want to
Send someone to the prison to bring Wei Bi out? Why send someone to Dali Temple?"
"Qin Xiao wants Wei Bi to die and put him in prison. Of course I can't sit idly by and watch." Mrs. Cheng Guo covered her face with red eyes. Although she was frightened by the wrath of the emperor from the saint, she still said stubbornly:
"He killed the person I loved, and I must let him die."
"So in your eyes, there is no national law." The saint sneered: "The national law is me, and I am the national law. It is already wrong for you to send people to take people directly from Dali Temple, but you still want to send people to Dali Temple to seek revenge afterwards?
What qualifications do you have to send people to Dali Temple? You are shameless, and I still want to be."
"Am I just going to watch Wei Bi being killed by Qin Xiao and remain indifferent?" Mrs. Cheng Guo gritted her teeth: "He killed my people, of course I want his life."
The saint's arms are spread out, his sleeves are fluttering, and his hands are on his waist, showing an unparalleled majesty.
"You are not me." The saint looked down at Mrs. Cheng Guo: "I have the power of life and death, but you do not. My laws are to protect my authority. If you regard the laws as nothing, you are challenging me. No matter who it is.
, if you dare to provoke my existence, I will never forgive you."
Mrs. Cheng Guo knew that the saint was really angry. She looked frightened and bowed to the ground: "I don't dare, my dear sister. I beg the saint to calm down."
"Although I sit on that chair, I have always been very careful." The saint said coldly: "I am a woman, so everyone in the world feels that I should not sit in that position. I have never sat on that chair.
I feel comfortable. I know that there are countless people in the world who are cursing me, and they are all waiting to see my jokes. I am a great person, but I live cautiously. I only hope to let people
People in the world feel that although I am a woman, I can also do what men can do, and I can do it better than them." He leaned forward and stared at Mrs. Cheng Guo with sharp eyes like razors: "But you
But I gave them the opportunity to see my joke. My imperial sister, my closest blood relative, went lawless in the imperial court for the sake of a face. How do you want the people of the world to see me?"
Cold sweat broke out on Mrs. Cheng Guo's forehead, and she apologized: "It's the emperor's sister's fault. The emperor's sister was impulsive. She didn't... she didn't mean to implicate the saint. I beg the saint... the saint to punish me!"
"Your stupidity saved you. If I didn't know that you have always been so stupid, I believe that you deliberately wanted to destroy my majesty this time." The saint said coldly: "Even you, my biological sister, if you intend to be with me,
Even if I am your enemy, I will never show mercy."
Mrs. Cheng Guo raised her head slightly and said: "But isn't Qin Xiao desecrating the majesty of the saint? The emperor is wrong, but my fault does not mean that he can offend. He clearly knows that the people sent to Dali Temple are my people,
He is the bodyguard of the emperor's sister. He dared to kill seven guards of the Duke's Mansion in full view of the public. Saint, he offended me and blasphemed you. My fault, I am willing to accept the punishment, but Qin Xiaomu
What should I do if I don’t have a king?"
"What do you think?" the saint asked.
"If you commit murder, you should be handed over to the Criminal Department for trial." Mrs. Cheng Guo said bitterly: "Qin Xiao killed the guards of the Duke's palace. If there is no punishment, then many people will feel that the emperor's relatives can blaspheme and offend at will.
It will also damage the majesty of the saint."
The saint did not comment, and slowly returned to the chair and sat down. After a moment of silence, he finally said: "The environment of Tianchi Mountain in Suzhou is quiet and quiet, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. There is a manor at the foot of the mountain, right by the lake. It is a good place." He glanced at it.
Mrs. Cheng Guo glanced at her and her tone finally softened: "You pack up and leave in the next two days to live there for a while. The death of Wei Bi made you very sad, so you just took this opportunity to stay away from Kyoto, so soon
It will make the sadness in your heart go away.”
Mrs. Cheng Guo lost countenance and said: "Sage, you... do you want me to go to Suzhou?"
"There is heaven above, and there are Suzhou and Hangzhou below. I have no chance to even want to go." The saint leaned on his chair, feeling a little tired: "When you get there, you can write to me from time to time."
"You want to drive me out of Kyoto?" Mrs. Cheng Guo said angrily: "You just exiled your nephew, Marquis Huaiyang, and now you want to exile your biological sister? Do you really want to become a loner?"
The saint looked at Mrs. Cheng Guo coldly and said calmly: "Don't make me unhappy, otherwise I will never want to see you again, and you will only end up alone in Tianchi Mountain." He said loudly: "Wei Wuya!"
Wei Wuya, the chief internal supervisor, appeared from outside the door like a ghost, bowed and lowered his hands: "I'm here, old slave!"
"Mrs. Cheng Guo wants to go to Tianchi Mountain in Suzhou. You send someone to escort her there." The saint said slowly: "Let the escort stay on the spot to protect the safety of Mrs. Cheng Guo. No one is allowed to approach without my instructions.
No one is allowed to come out of it."
"You are so cruel!" Mrs. Cheng Guo's eyes showed resentment: "Since you don't recognize your relatives, I... I don't want to see you again in my life." She turned around and ran out.
The sage looked at Mrs. Cheng Guo's back without any fluctuation in his expression. He glanced at Wei Wuya and ordered: "It is said that Qin Xiao has entered the palace!"
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