Jiang Yanchuan is getting busier and busier.
From the beginning, he would listen to reports from ministers during the day and go back to his room to rest very late. Later, he was so busy all day that he would often close his eyes and take a nap in the study, which he regarded as resting.
Jiang Yingcheng could initially follow her beauty Imperial Father all day long, and only went back obediently at night. The fixed route was to go to her Zhili brother's room first, linger for a while, and then return to her own room and write a small note by herself--
007 provides ghostwriting services. The advantage is that the handwriting is beautiful and beautiful, and you can't tell that it was written by a four-year-old child. The disadvantage is that it costs a lot of points, and Jiang Yingcheng feels distressed for a long time every day.
But in the end, she delivered all the news that needed to be delivered without missing a beat.
Jiang Xiaomianjiao gave full play to his role and was very proud every day.
In her eyes, her beauty Imperial Father is omnipotent. Now with the help of 007, it is impossible to lose this battle!
Just...
Over this period of time, the news of the disappearance of "Emperor Mingze in Beiming" has spread more and more widely, and even Capital City has been disturbed. Even without the warning from the little guy's heart, everyone has a vague feeling...
Soon.
Prince Xin has been planning a big event for so long, and it is about to happen during this period!
Jiang Yingcheng would ask 007 to help her check the progress of the Prince Xin's Army every day. On the day they arrived outside Capital City, her beauty Imperial Father suddenly became idle.
She looked at her beauty Imperial Father with a look of surprise and went back to her room to play and rest with her early, and fell asleep early with a look of happiness. Finally, she woke up early the next morning--
"Imperial Father?"
After jumping on Screen.
"Imperial Father?!"
Open the Wardrobe door.
"Imperial Father?!!"
Bend over and look under the bed.
Jiang Yingcheng Liaochen walked around the room again with a blank expression as several people in the room stared at him with toothache.
She got up early today, thinking about continuing the happy time last night. After searching to no avail, she simply used the 007 plug-in to check for traces of her beauty Imperial Father. After just one glance, the expression on her face completely broke!
[Enter, enter the palace?!]
Entering the palace now?!
Prince Xin Are you ready to take action today?!
Are you so impatient?!!
Jiang Yanchuan was wearing a silver armor and a Disguise mask provided by Wu Leyong on his face, mingling among Imperial Guards.
He originally planned to Disguise become a trustworthy minor official, go deep among the courtiers, and carefully observe the reactions of the people around him--
Although the little guy has given the list of rebels as detailed as possible, there will always be a few who are not firm in their stance and will stand on the other side because of Prince Xin's plan.
However, just as he proposed to stand at the back of the court as Yuan Liangping, a voice came from beside him--
[Ah!]
[But the minister Yuan Uncle and his colleagues next to him are impeached every day. If this happens tomorrow, Imperial Father is very likely to be exposed!]
None of them understood what the word "cricket" meant, but when they saw the named Yuan Liangping almost lowering his head to the dust, they immediately understood the meaning of these two words.
So after someone pointed out that the two people's body shapes did not match, they changed people.
"Jiang Maoxue?"
[Grandpa Jiang can't do it either! He talks to his colleagues around him about the delicious snacks he just found on the street every day. Imperial Father will be exposed as soon as he is talked to by that person!]
Jiang Maoxue hurriedly said that he has been ill recently and his body shape is not easy to imitate. He strongly suggested that Emperor Mingze choose someone else.
Jiang Yanchuan nodded and mentioned the name of a minister of similar stature.
[Hiss--His son just bullied his colleague's youngest son. The colleague is now at home preparing to take revenge. If Imperial Father goes, he might be unlucky enough to be targeted...]
Jiang Yanchuan:"..."
Whether or not you will be targeted is not that important, but it will probably bring up old stories that only the person involved will know. If you can't answer the question, there is still a risk of being exposed.
Substitute again.
[Wow, why does this Uncle love gossip so much?!]
[Every day he exchanges the gossip he just learned with his colleagues next to him, and the two of them are almost stripping away the "family wealth" of the ministers in the palace!!]
... This won't work either.
His dark eyes glanced at the ministers standing in front of him, but he only saw round heads with guilty consciences.
The top of their jet-black hair trembled slightly, indicating the bleak fact that they also "didn't pick it up".
Jiang Yanchuan:"..."
This was the first time that everyone predicted a future that was doomed to failure before the decision he made was even implemented.
The silence in the study lasted as long as a human life, and finally the little guy's voice came out -
[Eh? Why is no one talking?!]
Only then did the officials finally raise their heads, ending the deathly silence.
After returning to his thoughts, Jiang Yanchuan's eyes like an eagle scanned the ministers one by one, and he really caught a few ministers who couldn't help but turn sideways and look at each other.
Jiang Yanchuan mentally reviewed the name of the rebel that the little guy wrote on the note, and then looked away without interest.
No one said anything in the court for a while. Jiang Tinghuai, who was above Golden Terrace, raised his hand slightly, and Fu Jiu immediately stepped forward -
"Zhu--"
"Crown Prince!"
Suddenly someone stood up from the team and asked loudly, "In recent days, the news of Your Majesty's disappearance in Beiming Territory has become more and more intense. I am brave enough to ask Crown Prince to give an answer to this question--"
"Your Majesty Is he... really missing as rumored?!"
As soon as this statement came out, Chongyun Hall immediately fell into an uproar in the brief silence.
Many of the ministers standing in front could not help but look back at the man, but Pan Jifeng still straightened his back and looked intently at the face of Jiang Tinghuai above Golden Terrace.
A bit of panic flashed across Jiang Tinghuai's face, but he quickly suppressed it, and looked at him with a slightly gloomy look. "I have never seen anyone bring rumors from the market to the court to question Crown Prince."
"Master Zhao, are you trying to show contempt for the court, or are you showing contempt for me, Crown Prince?!"
At the end of the sentence, Jiang Tinghuai raised his hand and slapped Dragon Throne hard.
"Crown Prince You are serious in your words," Zhao Yan who just spoke up leaned over and bowed, and said unhurriedly, "It's just that this matter has caused panic among the people, and I just want to ask Your Highness to provide evidence to calm the hearts of the Great Rui people."
"Proof?!"
Jiang Tinghuai pulled his lips and sneered, "What is proof? But I, Imperial Father, need to stand in court in person to prove that he is not missing?!"
"Why not?"
Chongyun Hall Suddenly a deep, cold voice came from outside.