Chapter 377: Prime Minister's Seal, I can rest assured that you will protect me



Chapter 377: Prime Minister's Seal, I can rest assured that you will protect me

Qiao understood everything and nodded, "Xiao Wu, don't worry about what you heard, just pretend you didn't hear it."

It seems that this time, Ji's father's bottom line has been touched.

Mrs. Qiao said meaningfully: "Your father's speeches are sometimes very tear-jerking. Your grandmother may have been moved."

Ji Qingwu was not a child, so she could naturally understand what Qiao meant. She held back her laughter and nodded.

Qiao held the sachet to her nose and asked, "How do you smell it?"

Ji Qingwu sniffed a few times and said, "It's goose flower and honey comb. It smells soothing and peaceful. Mother's spices are getting better and better."

Mrs. Qiao nodded and said, "Long-term illness makes a good doctor. I always have trouble sleeping. Hanging a sachet on the corner of the bed every night will have some effect."

Ji Qingwu knew that Qiao had trouble sleeping and had to drink calming soup before going to bed. This was a problem that had been left over from many years. She took the sachet and leaned in to smell it carefully.

"Mom, there's a strange smell in there, like fruit and medicine, I don't know what it is."

Qiao said, "You have a really good nose. You added the incense ash given by Master Liaoran from Hanshan Temple. That's what brought the strange fragrance."

Was it given by Master Liaoran? Ji Qingwu felt that the smell was a little familiar, but he couldn't tell what it was.

She put the sachet back on the small table and begged, "Mom, please make one for me too."

Qiao said, "What do you want this for? Can't you sleep well?"

Before Ji Qingwu could say anything, his eyes were already curved with laughter.

I have to say that last night was the best night of sleep I had in the past month. I slept without any dreams or worries until dawn.

Mrs. Qiao saw how happy she was, and when she saw her smile, she started to smile too.

"You're so happy knowing that your father is thinking about you and protecting you?"

Ji Qingwu did not deny it and smiled: "I thought that if I could not sleep one day, I would put it next to my pillow. I would definitely sleep well by smelling my mother's scent."

*

The atmosphere in the Qinzheng Hall was depressing.

Ever since Emperor Wu Su received a letter, he has remained silent.

Lu Juan stood in the hall with his eyes lowered. So many officials were implicated in the Su Fengyue case that the seats for the morning court were mostly empty.

He stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, there are very few people available in the court now. Do you want to hold another imperial examination to recruit more talented people?"

Emperor Wu Su raised his head from the long desk and said in a light tone: "No need, the noble families are fighting against each other, and if the imperial examination is held again, there will be a few more people like Li Chengxun."

Lu Juan swallowed his words back into his stomach.

The roots of the major families are intertwined. Although the Liu and Wang families have fallen recently, other families will become famous again in the future.

The emperor was right, Li Chengxun was truly a remarkable person.

It is harder than ascending to heaven for a son from a poor family to become a noble. Li Chengxun saw through this and knew how to curry favor with powerful people. He first went to the Qiao family to become their mentor, and then fell in love with Princess Qingyun. These two people helped him enter the palace examination and eventually be selected.

Lu Juan frowned and said, "It's just that vacant positions always need to be filled."

Emperor Wu Su said: "No hurry."

Seeing the emperor's expression, as if he had other plans, Lu Juan quietly stepped aside.

Not long after, Prince Yong came to report.

"Your humble servant greets your Majesty."

After Zhao Minghong stood up, he nodded to Lu Juan.

In recent days, Prince Zhao Minghong has finally stopped spending his days in idleness and has taken the initiative to ask for some responsibilities.

Emperor Wu Su asked, "How is the matter going?"

Zhao Minghong replied: "After Su Fengyue and Yuwen Tianqing were paraded through the streets, they were beheaded at the Meridian Gate for public display."

"Are there any unusual movements?"

Zhao Minghong said: "No one came to rob the execution ground, and no suspicious people appeared. Everything went smoothly."

Emperor Wu Su put his hands on the table and said, "It seems that Yuwen Tiancheng really gave up this brother who went through fire and water for him."

The trap they set was all in vain, but it wasn’t all wasted…

Zhao Minghong paused and asked, "Brother, will this move anger the soldiers and civilians of Xijin? After all, Yuwen Tianqing is the fourth prince of Xijin."

"Angry? I'm afraid Xi Jin has no temper."

Emperor Wu Su threw a letter over. Zhao Minghong was close and caught it first. He looked at the signature on the envelope and let out a sigh.

It was a letter sent back by Wei Ting from the North.

Zhao Minghong rolled his eyes and handed it to Lu Juan.

"Lord Lu, my eyes hurt after a day of supervising the execution. You should read this letter."

It is understandable for a prisoner to have leg pain or buttock pain, but what about eye pain?

Emperor Wu Su was not surprised that Prince Yong would react like this. Zhao Minghong has been afraid of difficulties and challenges since he was a child.

I don't think he dares to read this letter.

Lu Juan looked down and frowned even more tightly.

I wondered what kind of letter Wei Ting would write back at this juncture. If it was regular military intelligence, he should have written a letter instead of this ordinary piece of letter paper.

This shows that it is most likely a private matter, not a public matter.

Lu Juan glared at Prince Yong unhappily. No matter what it was, it was definitely not a good thing, but he couldn't push it back.

After he opened it, he only read a few lines and immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, this is absolutely not allowed."

Emperor Wu Su said expressionlessly: "I think what General Wei said makes sense."

Lu Juan's face was filled with anxiety as he said, "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

Seeing the anxious look on the face of the usually calm Prince Lu, Zhao Minghong scratched his head, regretting not taking a look at the contents of the letter.

"It's fine if you know about this matter. You stay in the court and make some preparations early."

Emperor Wu Su took out a golden seal with a tortoise shell and said calmly, "Lu Juan, come up and receive the official seal."

Lu Juan raised his head and saw clearly what was in the emperor's hand, and was visibly stunned.

This is the Prime Minister's seal.

Throughout the dynasties, there has never been a prime minister under the age of 30. Even if there is no one in the court, there are still many ministers with rich experience.

Lu Juan hesitated for a moment and said, "I am not qualified yet..."

Emperor Wu Su said: "Ziyou, if there is a deficiency, make up for it."

Hearing the voice, Lu Juan looked up at the emperor's expression.

Emperor Wu Su was seen playing with the golden seal in his hand, and he curled his lips and said, "Whether you want it or not, I will not force you, but I will only give you one chance. If you miss this time, there will be no next time."

Lu Juan's eyes were no longer erratic. He kowtowed and said loudly, "I have fulfilled my mission."

"Go ahead. You don't have much time to prepare."

Lu Juan left with the prime minister's golden seal.

Zhao Minghong also looked at the emperor eagerly. Although he had no merit in these days, he had worked hard and should get something.

Emperor Wu Su said: "Ming Hong."

Zhao Minghong said: "My brother is here."

"Close the door when you leave."

When Prince Yong was dejected, Emperor Wu Su said, "Minghong, there is one more thing."

Zhao Minghong raised his head and said expectantly, "Brother, if you have something to say, please tell me."

A sword was thrown over, with nine dragons carved on the scabbard.

"You take it."

Zhao Minghong held the heavy sword in both hands in silence.

"Royal brother..."

"Yuan Heng, I'm relieved if you take care of me."

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