Chapter 391: Good Handwriting

The Queen Mother was so angry that her face turned pale: "Chu Qinghuang, you are so impatient to eliminate dissidents that you have to kill everyone from the princes to the ministers of Xiqi before you stop, right?!"

Chu Qinghuang frowned: "Chu Xuanyi, send the Queen Mother back to the palace."

"Yes."

"Chu Qinghuang." The Queen Mother looked at her coldly, "Do you think that if you kill Tian Kuo, you will definitely be able to sit on the throne? Xiqi has been declining for so many years because of the serious internal strife that led to the weakening of national strength. It has been unable to do what it wants for so many years. You still want to Repeat the same mistakes?

Do you know that foreign enemies are eyeing Xiqi covetously? Only when the royal family is united and strong can they not give other countries a chance. You have made the court panic. The royal family and the civil and military officials are like a group of frightened birds. How can they concentrate on their political achievements and be loyal to the emperor? "

"Is the queen mother righteously turning the tables?" Chu Qinghuang sneered, "King Xuan ordered assassins to assassinate me, but it became that I wanted to eliminate dissidents. The queen mother is really good at eloquence and turning black into white."

The queen mother looked ugly.

"Go back and have a rest." Chu Qinghuang took another memorial, "I've been busy with government affairs recently and have no time to entertain the Queen Mother."

Chu Xuanyi bowed and said in a very tough manner: "Please ask the Queen Mother to return to the palace."

The Queen Mother took a deep breath and suppressed her anger, "What will it take for Your Majesty to let Tian Kuo go?"

"The Queen Mother is not qualified to negotiate with me." Chu Qinghuang looked up at her, "You don't have enough bargaining chips."

The Queen Mother choked and her face turned pale. She had to lower her posture: "The Princess of Xuan just gave birth to a daughter. Your Majesty can bear to let the child lose her father as soon as she was born?"

Chu Qinghuang had nothing to be reluctant about.

"Whether the King of Xuan lives or dies depends on the Queen Mother." Chu Qinghuang said, "The Queen Mother should be obedient and stop disturbing me. I may consider sparing his life, otherwise I will have someone send him off tomorrow."

Even if he is spared, he will be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for life, and don't even think about getting freedom.

The Queen Mother was pinched in the vitals, her face was pale and blue, and she finally left in a huff.

…

At the beginning of July, Fu Wei presented a secret report.

Chu Qinghuang unfolded it and took a look. The secret report described the relationship between Chu Tianling and Wei Heng, the prince of Yan State.

She frowned and stared at the handwriting on the secret report for a moment, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is this from Fu Cang?"

"Yes."

Sure enough.

Chu Qinghuang's eyes fell on the handwriting that was obviously improved. She thought to herself that it had been almost a year since she became a disciple last year. I wonder how Fu Cang has learned his skills.

After a moment of silence, she asked, "What's going on in Prince Ling's mansion recently?"

"Since Prince Xuan was thrown into prison, Prince Ling has been very quiet." Fu Wei replied respectfully, "Prince Yan wrote him two letters. He burned the first one after reading it, and burned the second one without reading it, and did not reply to either."

Chu Qinghuang said, "What did the letter say?"

"The first one said 'the intelligence was wrong', and the second one said 'using rumors'."

The prince of Yan sent a secret letter thousands of miles away, thinking that he was unnoticed, but he didn't know that both letters were intercepted by the Dark Pavilion. After the Dark Pavilion Shadow Guard read them, they were resealed with wax and passed to Prince Ling as usual.

Chu Qinghuang hummed, looked at the handwriting on the paper with a little appreciation, and objectively evaluated it. It was indeed well written.

The pen strokes were vigorous and powerful, and she could see some of her father's character.

It seems that Fu Cang really thinks that his master's handwriting is the best, and he has been copying and practicing, and he has been improving.

"I have another letter here." Fu Wei took out a sealed letter from his sleeve and respectfully presented it to the imperial desk. "This is a letter from the commander to your majesty. According to the rules, it should be tested for poison before being presented to your majesty, but the letter needs to be opened for the test. I hope your majesty will allow it." Chu Qinghuang looked at the letter in his hand: "No need to test it, just present it."