Chapter 47 How can I resist eating so many melons in front of me!

The nine-story palace is majestic and magnificent. The carved beams and painted buildings, the green tiles and red roofs, a magnificent scene.

In the Qianqing Palace, the emperor's face was as gloomy as water. He stared at the memorial presented by He Yanting without saying a word.

After a moment, he raised his eyelashes: "Do you want to withdraw your troops?"

His tone was full of coldness, like a basin of ice water, splashing on his face.

Fuping, the eunuch serving beside the emperor, knelt down hurriedly. He Yanting seemed not to understand the warning from the emperor's mouth, and even said casually: "Yes, I earnestly request Your Majesty to order the withdrawal of troops. Do not send troops to Mobei for at least two weeks."

Hiss, when Fuping said this, even the kneeling Fuping couldn't help but gasp.

The emperor laughed even more furiously: "With frequent reports of victory, you don't pursue the victory, but instead sound the drum to withdraw the troops? Yan Ting, what you said makes me very suspicious of your intentions!"

This sentence, any minister would not be trembling with fear and sweating, but He Yanting's face remained the same as before, and he even pushed his wheelchair forward a few steps: "Your Majesty, I speak from the heart."

"A week later, there will be frequent earthquakes in Mobei, and my 70,000 troops will be buried in foreign lands. Please think twice!"

The emperor was terrified, but it showed on his face, but he only frowned slightly, and his sharp eyes with a scrutinizing look pierced into He Yanting's eyes.

It seemed as if he wanted to see through him.

"How did you know?"

He Yanting did not answer, but glanced at Fuping who was kneeling on the ground. The emperor coughed lightly, and Fuping knew that the two were going to have a secret talk, so he got up from the ground, bowed and retreated.

After the palace door was closed, the emperor who was furious just now seemed to have changed into a different person, with fatigue in his eyes and sipping tea.

"Tell me, who made you change your mind?" "

It's not important. The important thing is that if this is true, then we must not send troops."

Hearing what he meant...

the emperor raised his eyebrows: "You don't know whether this letter is true or not? How sure are you?"

Jiang Zhiyu's smug expression suddenly appeared in He Yanting's mind, and he lowered his eyes: "Eighty percent."

The emperor was about to say something, but Fuping opened the palace door and hurried in.

"Your Majesty, something has happened to the Prince Marzaha of Nangong! It is said that he committed a crime in the street and was bumped into by the third daughter of the Prime Minister. The two started fighting, and the prince is still unconscious!"

He Yanting's hand on the armrest relaxed instantly.

The emperor saw it, but did not say anything.

But he could not help but raise the corners of his mouth and laughed and scolded: "If he is unconscious, go find the imperial physician and send a few more people to serve him, so that the people of Nangong can't find any fault. Do you still need my orders for such things?"

Fuping naturally saw that the emperor was not angry, and was very happy in his heart. He also followed his words and said: "Your Majesty ordered it. I was stupid for a while. I will do it now, I will do it now."

After he left, the palace became quiet. The emperor's thoughtful eyes fell on He Yanting, which made He Yanting feel uneasy.

"Forget it, I'll leave it to you... You're not young anymore, do you have a girl you like?"

He Yanting: "..."

"I won't ask too many questions. If you do, tell me as soon as possible. There are so many handsome young men, be careful not to be snatched away by others."

He Yanting: "..."

"I'll take my leave first. Your Majesty, I'm afraid you'll have to review the memorials on this case until late at night!"

He emphasized the memorials and late at night. The emperor couldn't help laughing.

He still had a deep impression of Jiang Zhiyu, and now He Yanting seemed to care about her very much...

The emperor thought about it, called a eunuch, and whispered.

...

Outside the window, the rain was drizzling, and the rain lines were sometimes big and sometimes small, over and over again.

Jiang Zhiyu woke up early today, which was rare, and had dinner with them.

Yesterday, because of Jiang Zhaorong's words, she dreamed of the end of the world again, and a group of people were crying in front of her tombstone.

She was upset and confused, and Jiang Zhaorong had to say it twice before she could hear it clearly.

"What?! Let me go to the palace to see the emperor?!"

Jiang Zhiyu was chewing a chicken leg in her mouth, and her eyes widened in surprise when she heard it.

[What for? Because that proton or that dog thing said something that shouldn't be said? ]

Jiang Zhaorong: "..."

Fortunately, others couldn't hear her inner voice. If others heard it, the Jiang family would have chopped off too many heads.

"I guess it's because of the proton issue. You just need to answer truthfully. As for other matters, your father is here, so don't be afraid."

Xu Youran: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu heard this shocking news early in the morning. After wolfing down her meal, Xu Youran began to train her urgently.

The palace is different from the outside world. If you don't pay attention to etiquette, you may be laughed at, but if you are not careful, you may lose your life.

As the saying goes, living with the emperor is like living with a tiger.

There are many etiquette rules, and Xu Youran was worried that she would not be able to remember them, so she only taught her the most basic ones. The dress she wore to meet the emperor was also a low-key sky blue. Because Jiang Zhiyu herself didn't like to wear jewelry, she only wore a few jade hairpins.

"You must be careful about what you say and do in the palace. Don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to. The most important thing is, don't run around everywhere, understand?!"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded perfunctorily, his mind was no longer here.

[The palace, it can be called a melon-eating club, brother-sister incest, concubines and ministers having affairs, palace maids and princes having sex outdoors, slurp, so many melons are placed in front of you, how can you resist eating them! ]

[Anyway, I can run, if they find me, I'll just run away. ]