Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes and sneered at him.

"Good guy, the government should ask you to be the prime minister. Look at you with a big head, what are you planning all day long?"

Sun Huai chuckled: "I'm sorry, isn't this my plan for my master? Besides, evil people will be rewarded with evil, that's what the storybook says..."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at him lukewarmly.

"It's just the beginning, why are you so anxious?"

What happened today is a shock. He let Zhang Xun leave because Zhang Xun essentially did not cause any great evil. The so-called punishment is not as good as the doctor and cannot cure the crime. It is also a bit of advice to hope that he will turn around and be safe.

It would be better if Zhang Xun could figure it out and stop going all the way.

If he refuses to learn a lesson and insists on going his own way, then Fu Jiuqu can be regarded as having done his best...

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Due to the overt and covert interference of the Imperial City Secretary, the matter of the horns shining in Di Qing's family was not widely publicized and became known to both the government and the public.

But there is no airtight wall in the world. Once someone has done it, they will never let it disappear...

Two days later, Zha Zi, who was impeaching Di Qing, arrived at Zhao Zhen's desk.

"The privy minister ordered the dog at home to grow a dragon horn, which gave off strange light and smelled a strange fragrance. The palace said it was an auspicious sign, which was very similar to Zhu Wen, the emperor of the Later Liang Dynasty who proclaimed himself emperor in the Tang Dynasty..."

Zhao Zhen was reading the letter, and when he turned his eyes, he landed on Fu Jiuqu who was standing beside him.

"Come and take a look."

Fu Jiuqu raised his hand and said, "I don't dare."

Zhao Zhen: "I'll let you take a look."

Fu Jiuqu: "Yes."

He bowed forward and picked up the note, quickly passed it over and returned it respectfully, "Wei Chen has read it."

Zhao Zhen looked cold and said calmly: "You are so good at predicting things. You even thought of the reason for their impeachment in advance, but now you don't want to say anything?"

Fu Jiuqu didn't squint his eyes and held his hands uprightly again.

"It's not that the humble ministers know things like a god, it's that they have always acted like this and don't know how to adapt..."

When he entered the palace that night, he applied eye drops in front of the emperor in advance and told Zhao Zhen clearly how they would frame Di Qing.

Zhao Zhen will naturally become suspicious.

Therefore, Fu Jiuqu also thought of countermeasures.

"Before the incident happened to the buffalo in the Privy Councilor's house, they had already leaked it to the major private tabloids in Bianjing, hoping to frame the incident and arouse the suspicion of the officials, and then follow their advice and punish the Privy Councilor... Weak ministers are nothing but the truth.

It’s just a report.”

Zhao Zhen snorted coldly.

No emperor wants to be played like a monkey by his ministers.

Especially a group of powerful ministers who became party members, the emperor became more defensive.

But whether it is "a dog turning into a dragon's horns" or "an ox's horns glowing", both are rare things.

Zhao Zhen asked in confusion: "Why does the buffalo horn suddenly emit strange light, and where does the strange fragrance in the room come from?"

Fu Jiuqu looked around and said, "Can I trouble the officials to ask them to step aside and then draw the curtains to avoid the light?"

Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand to signal Li Fu to do the same.

Several chamberlains and maids slowly retreated and followed orders to close the curtains of the inner hall.

Fu Jiuqu said: "No matter what happens later, please don't panic, officials."

Zhao Zhen hummed and stared at him intently, wanting to see what this kid was up to.

But when Fu Jiuqu suddenly raised his sleeves and waved hard, the candles in the inner hall were extinguished. Then, Zhao Zhen didn't know what he was doing. He only heard a "swish" sound...

When the long sword was unsheathed, it immediately emitted a dazzling light, as if burning...

Zhao Zhen backed away in surprise, staring at the light with wide eyes until it gradually disappeared.

Soon, Fu Jiuqu lit the candle again.

"Just now..." Zhao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, "Why does your long sword shine?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "This is the reason why the horns shine."

He pulled out a piece of fabric from his arms and carefully spread it on

Then he put the long sword on the ground, wrapped it into a ball, and held it in front of Zhao Zhen. Only the burned particles were seen on the cloth ball.

"Officially, this thing is called phosphorus powder, which is extremely flammable and highly poisonous. According to folklore, it is like a will-o'-the-wisp floating in the air like a ghost, far or near... Just smear it on the horns of a cow, and then stimulate the buffalo with its scent, causing

There will be a commotion, and the buffaloes will break out of the cattle pen and attract the servants of the government to see them, and they will spread the rumors..."

Zhao Zhen nodded as if he understood.

"These old men, they spend all day doing nothing but playing tricks on people."

Fu Jiuqu slightly curled his lips, "If the officials allow it, I can perform a magic trick for the civil and military officials in public...not to mention the horns of the cow shining, but the human face shining, making the Zichen Palace burst into light, showing its auspiciousness.

Even a humble minister can..."

Zhao Zhen glanced at him funny and waved his hand.

"That's all, I'm not a foolish king who listens to slander. You send a message to General Di on my behalf and let him rest well. The Song Dynasty will also use him to defend against foreign enemies and protect the safety of the people. As for those old men——"

Zhao Zhen's face darkened, he picked up the zhazi and threw it down hard.

"Whoever comes to play again, I will make his face shine!"

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "For officials, I'd like to say it bluntly, it's too passive to establish the dignity of an official..."

"oh?"

"I have a plan."

Fu Jiuqu walked to Zhao Zhen, lowered his head and whispered a few words, then smiled suddenly.

"Hahahahaha. You're still a cunning little girl." Zhao Zhen stroked his beard and laughed heartily, then looked at him a few times, "I'm going to be the groom's servant. I don't have to enter the palace for these two days. I'm busy with your wedding.

At that time, my uncle will come to have a wedding banquet."

Fu Jiuqu lowered his head and held his hands in his hands: "Yes, I will take my leave."

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The next morning, the morning light reflected on the vermilion palace walls.

The moat rock is surrounded by willows, and the palace is brilliant. The golden nails and red paint of Zichen Palace seem to add a layer of golden glory, and the carved and painted buildings with dragons and phoenixes engraved on them are even more shining.

At five o'clock in the morning, all the officials from the previous court were waiting in the waiting courtyard, and they were whispering quietly in groups.

"The time has come—"

The bell rang, the whip sounded three times, and the left door opened wide.

A group of officials, straightening their court uniforms, with civilian officials on the left and military attachés on the right, filed into the Zichen Hall and bowed in unison.

"Long live my emperor!"

The emperor came very early today and sat firmly on the dragon throne watching them.

The admonishers had prepared their drafts early. Di Qing was the common target of criticism among these civil servants. They all felt threatened by allowing a rough and barbarian man to control important military affairs and hold a high position, so they impeached Di Qing. This group of people never spared any effort and was very effective.

They had a tacit understanding, and they believed that Di Qing would be able to persuade the emperor to depose him this time.

Unexpectedly, the emperor got ahead of them and laughed loudly.

"My dear friends, please wait until later. I want to give you a surprise..."

All the ministers were silent and watching secretly.

"Come here!" Zhao Zhen sat upright in the hall, "bring up my treasure for you all to appreciate."

Two small yellow doors carried a box to the hall. Then, the hall door closed heavily and the candles went out.

Amidst the panicked shouts of the ministers, the dim light in Zichen Palace flashed, as if there was a dazzling flame.

The Huan Er Dao and the Eight Ox Crossbow are shining brightly, and what stands out in the middle is obviously a sharp horn.

Some ministers exclaimed in surprise.

As for the remaining people, cold sweat had quietly soaked their backs.

After a while, the lights came back on. Zhao Zhen glanced at the ministers in the palace, stroked his beard with satisfaction, and smiled kindly.

"My dear friends, if you have any notes, please submit them one by one——"

It was quiet in Zichen Palace.

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At Mao hour, the sun is shining brightly.

It's a sunny day again today.
To be continued...