Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 47 The Court
The dark guard in the darkness saw him and did not react at all.
He picked up a short knife and walked quickly.
But before entering, a leaf came quickly.
The speed of the leaves was very fast and cold like a blade.
He moved his hand, the dagger unsheathed with a clattering sound, and the leaf split into two halves before falling to the ground.
The moment the leaf fell to the ground, the unsheathed dagger had returned to its sheath.
And all this in the blink of an eye.
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A figure of Yuebai came out from the front, holding a folding fan, which was none other than Nalan Ling.
Ditz folded his fists and bowed, "Master Nalan."
Nalan Ling approached, glanced at the leaves on the ground, opened the folding fan, and praised, "This reaction and inner strength, are worthy of being Ditz's killer."
"Mr Nalan was too complimentary ...."
Nalan looked towards her coming and smiled, "Are you not protecting your prince's beauty?"
Miss Shang Cong Wen's daughter's backsliding was withdrawn, weak and sickly. Designed by his older sister, and he'll die.
It was just that after nine deaths, life seemed to have turned around. The older sister was sent back to her hometown. One fell ill, and his mother was placed under house arrest.
He felt that the rewards for all of this could not be separated from the ruler of Prince Yu's Palace.
Ditz lowered his head, "I have something important to report to the prince, I go first."
He walked past Nalan Ling and walked into the study.
Nalan listened to the closed door of the study room and shook the folding fan, fox eyes shining with light.
The beauty that my niece likes, I only protect because of my niece. This was nothing like the cold-blooded and cruel style of the prince.
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Ditz knelt down and told me everything that happened today.
Di Yu put down the document and looked at the person kneeling below.
“The son of the minister of household affairs?”
“Ya.”
“What's the name?”
“Liu Qing.”
Di Yufeng narrowed his eyes.
Liu Qing ....
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The next morning, the palace gate was wide open.
Civil and military officials entered the hall one by one.
At the same time, a dark-robed man also walked into the hall.
When they saw it, they opened their eyes wide and looked at the passers-by.
How did Ninth Uncle come to court today?
Di Yu disliked the court, and Di Qing knew that, so he never let her go to court.
If anything happens to her, report it directly to her.
As a result, civilian and military officials have only been able to see it on a limited basis for years.
Di Qing sat on the dragon chair and was stunned when he saw the person standing below.
“Nineteen, why did you come to court today?” Can't stand the curiosity, Di Qing asked.
Civil and military officials also looked at Di Yu, full of curiosity.
It had been ten years since the last time Uncle Nineteen had come to court.
When the Liao Yuan Kingdom came to attack, Nineteenth Uncle personally went to the palace to ask for troops, and asked the emperor to give a military talisman.
Di Yu looked at Di Qing, "Master Liao Yuan will arrive at our palace in the near future. This younger brother had not gone to the palace for a long time. I wanted to come and feel the atmosphere first, so as not to lose patience that day."
Suddenly the court became silent, so you could hear a calm wind blowing.
Joking!
The dignified Nineteenth Uncle, the God of War of the Dongqing Continent, would come to court for trivial matters like the envoy of the Liao Yuan Kingdom.
Really joke!
What a joke!
But no one dared to laugh, instead, everyone's face was serious.
The more Nineteenth Uncle said, the more important it became.
Thinking of this, fear appeared in their eyes.
Who wants war?
Everyone wants peace!
Not only did the people below think about it, but even Di Qing, who was sitting on the dragon chair, had a serious expression.
The border has been unsafe for the past two years.
Riots happen from time to time.
But they can all be suppressed.
But this also proved that the Liao Yuan State started to make a move.
Because of this incident, the entire courtroom was thrown into a solemn atmosphere, so that those who would appear did not dare to appear.
Di Qing looked at each of them with his head bowed and silent, and said, "All the officials and ministers, do you have anything to say today?"
All the civilian and military officials just looked at each other there and here, and then lowered their heads in silence.
The Emperor tilted his face and said, "If nothing can be conveyed, then ...."
"Your brother has something to tell you." Di Yu said, his deep and magnetic voice fell in every corner of the hall, and also fell into everyone's ears.
For a moment, everyone stared at him.
Including Di Qing who was sitting on the dragon chair.
"Speak." The body is slightly forward.
He wondered what the Nineteen would say.
Is it really related to the Liao Yuan state?
Di Yu looked at Di Qing, his thin lips opened, "I saw the big incident yesterday that humiliated my Imperial Country." Suddenly, the civilian and military officials in the court were dumbfounded.
Emperor's dumbfounded.
They didn't seem to expect such a sentence, and they all looked at Di Yu with puzzled gazes.
Not about the Liao Yuan Kingdom, but something else?
What else could be so great that the Liao Yuan Kingdom fought against them?
Slowly, a small discussion sounded in the hall.
And as the discussion grew louder, Di Qing also reacted, "What's the problem?" He loosened his grip on the armrest of the dragon chair and lowered his knees.
Well, this isn't about Liao Yuan, so don't worry.
"Yesterday, Liu Qing, the son of the housemaid, interrupted a good woman on the street. His words are reckless, his behavior is dirty, and he humiliates my imperial state." After speaking, he slightly bent his body and lifted it up. "I also asked the Emperor to punish him severely and clear the unhealthy wind of my empire."
" ...."
The court went silent.
But after the silence this time, everyone's eyes were not on Di Yu, but on Liu Zhang Zhi, the house minister.
Liu Zhang Zhi stood there hearing the accusation, the blood on his face was completely gone.
It is not a big deal for the son of the official to**good family woman.
You could say very ordinary.
But when such a thing was brought to trial by Nineteenth Uncle and said in person, the matter was different.
The ministers looked at him with sympathy in their eyes.
The famous Nineteenth Uncle was nosy.
Now, Nineteenth Uncle was allowed to take care of such a useless thing, so he really could only ask for more blessings for himself.
Liu Zhang Zhi's body began to tremble, then softened and knelt on the ground, "Chen ... Chen ...."
After a long time, no minister came out, only the sweat on his forehead falling like rain.
Di Qing averted his gaze from Di Yu and looked at Liu Zhang Zhi, "Li Qing family, what's the matter?"
A very small problem of a woman came out of Di Yu's mouth and rose to national style.
How important is national style?
Can this shameful thing be left behind?
Don't be lighthearted!
Liu Zhang Zhi knew this well, but just because he knew this, he did not know what to say, only his body was trembling even more.
After a long while, he said loudly, "I have no way to teach my son, please forgive me!"
Kowtowing on the ground, he could no longer speak.
Di Qing frowned and looked at Di Yu, his brows were dull as ever, and there was no expression on his face, just as every time he spoke, there was no difference.
But why did he feel that the Nineteenth today was not the same as usual?
Di Qing could not think of the reason, looked at the person prostrating on the ground and said,