Chapter 149: Saving the Blackened Tyrant 12
Seeing Xingjian coming back, Xiao Quanzi, who had been waiting for Xingjian in the house, immediately came over. He walked around him and looked at Xingjian carefully from head to toe for several times. Seeing that Xingjian looked normal, Xiao Quanzi stroked his chest and let out a long sigh.
"Xiao Xingzi, you scared me to death. When I heard that you were sent back by Eunuch Gui that day, I thought you were dead. I didn't expect it to be a blessing in disguise." Xiao Quanzi hurriedly said "Buddha bless you" several times, and bowed again and again in an unknown direction with an extremely pious look.
Looking at Xiao Quanzi's exaggerated and almost funny appearance, a faint smile finally flashed across Xingjian's face.
"Xiao Xingzi, don't laugh. I prayed to the Bodhisattva for a long time so that you could come back safely." Xiao Quanzi stretched out his hand and lightly tapped Xingjian's head.
Then, with a somewhat proud look on his face, he changed the subject and pointed at the extra things in the house, "Look, I heard that after you became favored, the Ministry of Internal Affairs worked hard to repair your dilapidated house and even sent you a lot of high-quality red charcoal, which doesn't smell like smoke at all."
Xing Jian frowned when he heard Xiao Quanzi's words. He naturally knew what Xiao Quanzi meant, and an indescribable bitterness suddenly surged in his heart.
Early in the morning, in the Qinzheng Hall.
Although Xiao Jiyun, who was drunk last night, did not attend court, he got up early and buried himself in the mountain of memorials.
After the last memorial on the desk was finished with its red seal, Xiao Jiyun put down his pen and pressed his fingers hard on his aching temple. His voice was a bit hoarse from a hangover, "Ying Er, was there anything unusual about that man last night?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow guard in a dark nightgown descended from the sky and knelt before the imperial desk. "Your Majesty, that man was driven back by Xiao Guizi after you got drunk. He didn't go anywhere else, but went straight back to the eunuch's residence." The shadow guard paused and added, "On the way... he covered his face and cried."
Listening to Ying Er's report, Xiao Jiyun's brows knitted even tighter, and he didn't know what was going on in his head. "Investigate!" He spat out a word coldly, "Investigate everything that happened to that little eunuch before and after he entered the palace. Get to the bottom of it."
After the shadow guard disappeared, Xiao Jiyun called Xiao Guizi. As soon as Xiao Guizi entered the hall, he fell to his knees with a plop, without waiting for any questions, and pressed his forehead against the cold gold brick.
"Your Majesty, I deserve to die!" Xiao Guizi's voice trembled. He obviously knew that he had angered the emperor and was waiting for Xiao Jiyun's punishment.
The entire Qinzheng Hall was silent, filled with a suffocating silence. Xiao Jiyun threw the teacup in his hand directly to Xiao Guizi's feet, and the broken porcelain flew everywhere, and the tea also splashed all over the floor.
"Xiao Guizi, do you think I can't touch you?" Xiao Jiyun naturally knew what Xiao Guizi was doing on his back. How could he not know that Xiao Guizi had deliberately sent everyone away last night, leaving Xiao Xingzi alone in the bedroom?
"Your Majesty, Lord Xinglin requests an audience." The guard's voice came from outside the door. Xiao Jiyun sighed and yelled at Xiao Guizi, who was kneeling on the ground, "Get out! You don't have to serve before the emperor anymore."
The situation in the eunuch's office has completely changed today.
As soon as Xing Jian woke up, he heard Xiao Quanzi's noisy voice, "Xiao Xingzi, Xiao Xingzi, do you know? Eunuch Gui has been driven out of the Imperial Court by His Majesty."
Xiao Quanzi's words startled Xing Jian. Why would Xiao Jiyun drive Xiao Guizi out? However, Xing Jian vaguely felt that this matter was closely related to what happened last night.
In the Qinzheng Palace, Xinglin finished reporting on the task assigned by Xiao Jiyun. "The barbarians in Western Xinjiang have surrendered and changed their country's name to Xilan. The entire royal family has been beheaded and displayed to the public. Now, the entire Xilan is under the control of Your Majesty."
The young emperor on the dragon throne nodded slightly, but there was no smile on his face. His eyes fell on Xinglin's face, which seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"My dear Minister Xing, do you have anything else to say?" Xiao Jiyun naturally saw that Xing Lin was hesitant to speak. Xiao Jiyun always respected Xing Jian's elder brother. Although the gap between him and the Xing family became deeper and deeper due to what happened in the past, Prime Minister Xing Gelao returned to his hometown, and Xing Lin shined in the court, so Xiao Jiyun was also happy to use him.
"Your Majesty, you have been on the throne for three years, and the harem is empty..." Xinglin's voice became smaller and smaller. Yu Qing Xinglin did not want the emperor to forget his brother, but as a minister, for the sake of the country, Xinglin had to make such a request to the young emperor.
Hearing Xinglin's words, Xiao Jiyun's face changed suddenly. The look he gave Xinglin was like an ice-cold sword, freezing Xinglin in place and not daring to speak again.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn. After a while, Xiao Jiyun smashed the teacup on the table heavily to the ground. The splashing tea stained Xinglin's clothes. Xinglin immediately knelt down, and then heard Xiao Jiyun's voice coming from above her head.
"Xinglin, do you still remember how Xiaoxing called you brother from behind?"
Xiao Jiyun's words struck Xinglin like a bolt of thunder. How could he forget his younger brother, the one who always loved to hold his clothes, tilt his delicate little face, and pester him to tell stories... Xinglin felt his eyes getting hot, and hot liquid almost burst out.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty has never forgotten it for a single day." Xing Lin's voice was extremely hoarse, which made Xiao Jiyun extremely annoyed.
The name "Xingjian" has long become an eternally irreparable, bloody scar between Xiao Jiyun and the Xing family, constantly reminding each other what they paid for everything they have at this moment.
At some point, Xiao Jiyun felt inexplicably annoyed when he looked at the memorial on the table. The broken porcelain pieces in front of the hall had already been cleaned up by the eunuchs. Xiao Jiyun paced outside the hall for a long time and walked towards the bedroom.
The emperor's bedroom almost completely retained the original appearance of the previous emperor. Xiao Jiyun never felt that there was anything unlucky about it. There was only a slight change next to the dragon bed. A shrine was placed where the bookshelf was originally placed. It was still daytime, but the candlelight in the shrine was still burning.
Xiao Jiyun reached out and took out a tablet from the shrine. On the rosewood was clearly engraved the tablet of the Star Sword of the Queen, the Lord of Duan Jingde.
The moment he held the tablet, Xiao Jiyun's eyes softened instantly, but then tears surged, and he said in a wronged tone, "Xiaoxing, my Xiaoxing, why do they all want to bully me? Xiaoxing, why do you want to leave me here alone? Why..."
The palace maids standing outside the bedroom seemed to be accustomed to Xiao Jiyun's voice. Even when Xiao Jiyun spoke with tears in his eyes, the eyes of several young palace maids turned red.
His tears were almost dry, and Xiao Jiyun no longer had the dignity he had in the hall. He hugged the tablet, his eyes dull and he sat down dejectedly on the cold floor tiles.
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