Chapter 798
The outside world has changed from the war to the current dynasty. She does not say that she has a thorough knowledge of everything, but she has more or less been affected by it.
Just to say that from the beginning to the end of the Four Kingdoms War, it has been more than half a year now, and the Jingxin Garden is not far from the imperial city, no matter how busy her father is with the government, it is not impossible for her father to not come back all the time, besides, her father is not the kind of person who is greedy for the rich and powerful, otherwise he would not have cared about world affairs and silently watched over Li Enniang in the Jingxin Garden all these years.
The more Mu Ziling thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, Hu asked: "Did my father not know about my mother waking up?"
"I know." Aunt Yue nodded and said: "Before the general left, because he was worried about this place, he even sent two capable subordinates to guard the Jingxin Garden. On that day when Master Li woke up, the slaves asked one of them to deliver a message to the general himself.
At the end of the conversation, Aunt Yue didn't say any more, but turned into a sad sigh.
Mu Ziling frowned, then seemed to think of something, her expression suddenly became serious: "Where's the Mu residence? Have you sent a message?"
Aunt Yue shook her head: "Master Li woke up, but the situation is not stable yet. The slaves are worried that more people will know, and they will make more troubles and affect her recovery. So if the general didn't say anything, the other side should not know about it."
Mu Ziling was silent, and then said: "Whether my father said it or not, about my mother waking up, please be sure to lock the news, life will continue as usual..."
After a pause, she spoke with a serious tone: "Aunt Yue, I don't know how much you know about the accidents that happened in Mu's House that year, but this matter is very involved. I don't want to repeat the same mistakes. I hope you can understand."
"Your servant understands." Aunt Yue comprehended and said sincerely: "Don't worry, what happened in the Meditation Garden in the past will be the same in the future, and there will be no change. Although this servant is just a woman, if someone wants to harm Master Li again, this servant will fight to the end even if he does his best."
"It's not that serious, as long as this Meditation Garden can continue to be quiet like it is now." Mu Ziling bent the corners of her lips and smiled helplessly: "It's getting late, you go back to rest first, I'll watch over mother's side tonight."
After Aunt Yue left, Mu Ziling raised her head and looked at the starry night sky. She thought for a while, then she took out the Blood Feather Token, and embedded it with her own blood.
Soon, a red phantom that was particularly eye-catching in the dark night appeared in front of Mu Ziling.
This red phantom is the head of the Blood Feather Guard, Leng Yi.
Having already known about Leng Yi's inhuman abnormality, Mu Ziling didn't talk to him too much.
She took out the two portraits of Su Yin before and after she changed her appearance that she had taken from Bai Xiaosheng, handed them to Leng Yi, and said straight to the point: "The two people in this painting are the same person, you go to Mu's mansion, keep an eye on her movements, report any abnormalities immediately, be careful, don't be discovered."
It seemed that because of Mu Ziling's last words, Leng Yi glanced at her without any emotion, and then took the two portraits and spread them out for a look.
In less than three seconds, Leng Yi put the two scrolls back into Mu Ziling's hands.
His series of movements were smooth and smooth, and he did not make a sound during the period, he just turned around and disappeared into the night.
Looking at the red shadow that had disappeared, Mu Ziling was speechless for a while before turning back to the room...
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imperial city.
In the deep courtyard of the imperial palace, in a secluded and quiet Buddhist hall.
"Master! Master!" An old eunuch who was over sixty years old, dragging his slightly plump body, hurriedly trot into the Buddhist hall, breaking the tranquility of the Buddhist gate.
The middle-aged man who was sitting on the futon and quietly worshiping the Buddha suddenly opened his eyes and reprimanded him with displeasure: "This is the land of Buddhism, how can you be so reckless!"
"It was the old slave who was in a hurry and offended the Buddha. The old slave will apologize now." The old eunuch came to his senses and hurriedly knelt down, bowed to the big Buddha in the center of the Buddhist hall, then moved his knees on the spot and knelt down to the middle-aged man.
"Okay." The middle-aged man waved his hand, and there was a trace of helplessness in his majesty: "Why are you so impatient?"
Because the middle-aged man was still sitting on the futon, the old eunuch didn't dare to overdo it, and didn't get up from the ground. On his humble and respectful face, there was a look of joy that couldn't be concealed: "He's here."
"Who?" The middle-aged man frowned first, then suddenly, he couldn't help but aggravate his tone again: "He...you mean Yu'er..."
"Yes." The old eunuch nodded again and again, his brows and eyes full of vicissitudes were bent like flowers: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is here, and he is waiting outside the palace right now."
"What are you waiting for! Hurry up, let him in..." The middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand, but in the middle of speaking, his eager expression suddenly sank, and he changed his words: "No, just let him wait, keep waiting, I want to see how long he can last."
The old eunuch bowed: "What the master said is that although you don't ask about the government anymore, logically speaking, you are still the emperor and the emperor, so it's okay to ask His Royal Highness to wait... This old servant will report back."
That's right, this middle-aged man is none other than Long Wenyin, the former emperor of the Jialuo Kingdom.
After he abdicated, Long Wenyin lived in this Buddhist hall with Eunuch Feng, who had served him for many years, and paid homage to the Buddha every day, regardless of worldly affairs.
Xu is going to do as the Romans do, and here Long Wenyin lets him avoid all the rituals of respect and inferiority in the palace, and keep everything simple, which is why he has the popular title of "Master" like Eunuch Feng.
"Master, this old slave is going to report it now?" Eunuch Feng stood up gently, as if he was going to leave, but he didn't move his feet for a long time: "What else do you want this old slave to bring to His Royal Highness? After all, you also know his temperament, and this old slave estimates that he won't be around for long..."
Before Eunuch Feng had finished reminding him, Long Wenyin seemed unable to sit still, and interrupted him with a snort: "He dares!"
The majesty didn't hold back for a second, and then changed his words: "What are you still doing in a daze? Tell him to wait in the side hall. If he leaves this time, you are the only one to ask."
Seeing the effect of the wind in his ears, Eunuch Feng echoed joyfully: "Yes, yes, yes, this old slave will go now, right now."
Eunuch Feng sighed secretly while exiting the Buddhist hall.
His master, since he abdicated, he has calmed down and relaxed physically and mentally, but there is still a deep knot in his heart that has not been resolved. It may have been because of his status as a king that it was difficult to resolve, but it is different now. I hope that the father and son who have never seen each other before can sit down and have a good talk today.
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Royal study.
Long Xiaonan, who was dressed in a golden dragon robe, sat on an armchair and reviewed the memorial.
On the two sides of the lower head, there were two military ministers, and Mu Zhenguo, who was still in the uniform of a general, were sitting upright.
In the entire imperial study room, the atmosphere was oppressive, so quiet that even the slightest sound of flipping through the memorial could be clearly heard.
At this time, a little eunuch trotted in from outside the door and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty."
Long Xiaonan put down the memorial in his hand, rubbed the space between his tired brows: "What's the matter?"
The little eunuch bowed submissively and said: "Report to the emperor, just now the guards of the palace gate came to report that His Royal Highness has entered the palace, and right now he is in the Buddhist hall where the Supreme Emperor is."
Long Xiaonan paused rubbing the hand between his eyebrows, and said in a very elegant tone: "Oh? Brother Sanhuang came alone?"
The little eunuch nodded: "Yes."
Long Xiaonan was silent for a long while before waving his hands: "Back off, I want to discuss state affairs with a few ministers, don't let anyone come in to disturb."
"Yes, my servant will leave." The little eunuch bowed and said goodbye.
After the little eunuch closed the door, the atmosphere in the imperial study suddenly returned to the oppressive starting point.
Long Xiaonan picked up the memorial and looked at it again, and asked casually: "How did the three lovers discuss the two matters?"
It was said to be a discussion, but in such an atmosphere, the three ministers did not make a sound from the beginning to the end, but it is not difficult to see that the expressions on their faces are extremely serious, which shows how big the emperor wants them to discuss.
The next two ministers of military aircraft, you look at me, I look at you, neither of them made a sound, and finally they unanimously set their eyes on Mu Zhenguo.
At this moment, Mu Zhenguo, who seemed to have become the backbone, got up helplessly, bowed his fists and said: "Your Majesty, the ministers and others feel that it is really inappropriate to recover Beining Kingdom. When our country fell into the green haze and the south wind broke through, it was Beining who surrendered his troops that turned our country around and turned defeat into victory. Therefore, if we recover Beining at this time, it will definitely fall into the limelight and be criticized; as for Zhongjun City..."
At this point, Mu Zhenguo was hesitant to speak, and his tone became a bit more dignified: "Everyone knows that Zhongjun City has been cursed by rumors throughout history... The rumors are certainly rumors, but there are clear records in history. You must believe it. I hope the emperor thinks twice."
"Snapped!"
It was only after Mu Zhenguo finished his last words that there was the sound of a memorial being clapped on the top table.
The two military ministers who had heard Mu Zhenguo's words were deeply heartfelt, suddenly stood up tremblingly, knelt down in unison, sweating secretly, but echoed in their mouths.
"What General Mu said is reasonable, please think twice, Your Majesty."
"The minister seconded the proposal."
Mu Zhenguo also knew that he had offended Long Wei, so he knelt down: "Your Majesty, think twice."
Just when the three of them thought that Long Xiaonan would be furious with Long Yan, he said in a very flat and elegant tone: "What are the three lovers doing? Could it be that in the eyes of the three, my proposal is so unworthy of mentioning?"
"The ministers are terrified." The three of them looked at their noses and noses and their hearts, and lowered their heads even lower.
Long Xiaonan leaned leisurely on the back of his chair and said lightly: "I'm just asking you, if there is no fur, how will the hair be attached? Let alone Zhongjun City, Beining was originally the smallest country of the four kingdoms, and now my country occupies more than half of the Mingyue Continent. There is nothing wrong with the small country of Beining's attachment to our country in the future... I have never liked war. I will not force it, the friendship between the two countries remains the same as before, what do the three lovers think?"