I, make my own

Chapter 11 The Enemy Is a Handmaiden, Going to Court for the First Time

"good."

Zhou Xin smiled lightly, and then said in an inexplicable tone: "Do you have any grievances against me? After all, it was the news of me that made you fall into such a state."

Han Qingxuan's eyes were complicated. After biting her lip, she shook her head slowly.

"Qingxuan doesn't blame the young master, and I can't blame the young master for this matter."

"After all, it is extremely difficult to find out the whereabouts of the tyrant. Who would have thought that he would be so cautious and bring so many people to guard secretly?"

"Oh?"

Zhou Xin let out a little surprise, and then sighed.

"You can think like this, I am very pleased."

"In fact, because of this news, my young master has recruited five very good shadows, including a late eighth-rank master who is not low in the palace."

"It's a pity that I didn't expect him to be so cautious, and he also talked about the secret guards of the Sutra Protector Hall, which made the three waves of assassinations fail."

Han Qingxuan's heart shook, her eyes were full of shock.

What is the origin of this Mr. Yan?He was able to place five dark men beside the emperor, and even one of them was a late eighth-rank expert?
Moreover, judging from his tone, although it is a pity, he is not in a hurry. Does this mean that he still has a lot of secrets in the palace?

In addition, the tyrant actually invited the strong man from the Sutra Protector Hall, who was rumored to never be born?
The news also shocked her.

The most important thing is, it turned out that the assassination was not limited to their one group, but two other groups, and all of them failed?
"My lord, I don't know about the other two assassinations..."

"It's King Wei's people. They dispatched secret agents from Jing'an Division and two hundred experts to assassinate the emperor on the street on his way back to the palace."

"However, the emperor was extremely careful. He was not in the guard team, but chose another way to return secretly."

"When my son got the news, he sent someone to inform King Wei, and King Wei sent another strong man at the beginning of the ninth rank to assassinate him."

"It's a pity that the emperor is guarded by a ninth-rank powerhouse from the Sutra Protector Hall, so he failed again."

"It was also after that that my son knew that the emperor had hired the guards from the Sutra Hall."

Han Qingxuan sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling quite numb at the tyrant's temperament and methods.

With such a target, can she really kill it?

After more than ten breaths of silence, Han Qingxuan pursed her lips and said, "Qingxuan wants to take the liberty to ask, why didn't you just send your own troops to assassinate him?"

"Hehe, how do you know that my son's people have never made a move?"

Zhou Xin smiled lightly, but there seemed to be a bit of helplessness hidden in this laughter.

"In fact, the emperor has been assassinated eight times in the palace, two of which were shot by my son."

"Unfortunately, all of them failed. That's why I came to the imperial capital in person."

"In addition, my son's people are the best at spying on news, and they are not good at direct assassination."

"As the saying goes: you gain wisdom by eating a ditch. My son has already decided that unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not assassinate directly, but use his expertise. As for assassination, there are not a few people who want the emperor's order, and some of them are executed by people."

Han Qingxuan believed Zhou Xin's words at this time. After all, the other party had no reason to lie to her, and it seemed that there was no need to lie to her.

"I don't know, why did you save me? Qingxuan feels that her strength is mediocre, and she is alone. I'm afraid she won't be able to create much value for you, right?"

"You're right."

Zhou Xin nodded, quite bluntly.

【Name: Han Qingxuan

Cultivation level: Early Stage Six

Age: 26
……

Qualification: Eight-star (+) (-)

Talent: None]

Han Qingxuan choked instead, feeling a little uncomfortable.

That's how people are. It's easy to say that they are not good enough, but it's quite suffocating to say it from others.

"However, I still intend to save you, for two reasons."

"First, although I have no obligation to help, I can't blame you for the defeat of the assassination. However, what happened to you has something to do with me. Since I can do what I can, I am willing to help you. After all, let you be like this I can't bear the inhuman torture of a delicate lady from a great family in the sky prison."

"Secondly, I happen to be short of a maid. If I save you, I can also serve tea and water for you, right?"

"Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force you, let alone send you to Jing'an Division. You can leave on your own."

Han Qingxuan smiled bitterly, bent her knees, and fell to her knees slowly.

She is no longer the eldest daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, which she has accepted more than half a year ago.

What about being a maid?At least there will be no miserable encounters.

What's more, staying with this Mr. Yan, she still has the hope of revenge...

"My servant, Han Qingxuan, pay my respects to the young master! Thank you for taking me in!"

"good."

Zhou Xin nodded in satisfaction, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask.

……

The next day is the second year of Wude, the first day of August.

According to the rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a small dynasty in three days, and a big dynasty in ten days. After the big dynasty, it is the official holiday.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the emperor could hardly be seen in Xiaochao. The emperor would only show up during the big court meeting, and basically just sat there quietly, and then "recited the scriptures" when the time came.

Today is the first day of the month, which happens to be the day of the Great Court Meeting.

Therefore, not only the emperor will attend, but also all the ministers participating in the court meeting, not the 30 people in the small court meeting.

The main hall of the imperial court—the Ziwei Hall.

At this time, most of the civil and military officials had already taken their seats, kneeling and sitting on their respective soft seats, only the front seats were still vacant.

It was half a stick of incense time before the official meeting of the court, although most of the officials were sitting upright, the whispers were still buzzing like mosquitoes.

"I heard that His Majesty was assassinated yesterday when he was out of the palace to relax?"

"Your news is a bit late... Not only did His Majesty suffer three consecutive assassinations, but there were also some disturbances after returning to the palace."

"The most important thing is that the guardian of the scriptures was born, and he even stood on His Majesty's side..."

"What?! How can the guardians break the ancestral rules? What are they trying to do?"

"Who knows, but the guardians of the scriptures will not show up for no reason. I always feel that something big will happen to the court..."

Just when all the officials were discussing and their expressions were different, footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

Hearing the movement, most of the officials hurriedly stopped talking, either looking in awe or eagerly at the gate of the temple.

Another small group of officials frowned slightly, their eyes flashed with displeasure, and they did not turn their heads to look.

Not long after, the four figures entered the hall almost simultaneously in groups of two and lined up on the left and right.

Among them, the person on the right is an old man with a three-foot long white beard and conspicuous wrinkles on his face, but with a ruddy complexion and warm eyes.

But this person is the prime minister of the dynasty——Lin Zhengqing.

The person half a step behind Lin Zhengqing was a young man with thin lips and deep eyes, and he was the most famous prince in the dynasty—Wei Wang Zhou Lan.

As for the two people on the right, the one in the front is a general with a big belly, a round face, small eyes, and a black beard.

He is the general - Hu Zhizhuo.

As for the person behind Hu Zhizhuo, he was a burly general in golden armor. This person was He Yan, the executive king who was in charge of guarding the imperial capital.

As the four people sat down, the hall suddenly fell silent, and no one whispered.

Time passed slowly, and at a certain moment, an internal servant turned out from the corridor on the inner side. Judging from his face, it was Leng Yun, the new chief internal servant.

"Your Majesty is coming, all the officials are here to welcome you~"

As Leng Yun sang loudly, all the civil and military officials hurriedly got up, quickly adjusted their clothes, and waited quietly with their heads bowed on the wat board.

After about a hundred breaths, Leng Yun's singing sounded again.

"Your Majesty is here~"

All the ministers looked solemn, and they all knelt down on their left knees.

However, there are exceptions, and that is Prime Minister Lin Zhengqing, General Hu Zhizhuo, and Wei Wang Zhou Lan.

They still stood there expressionless, motionless.

It is their prerogative not to kneel.

At the same time, Zhou Xin, wearing a purple gold crown on his head and a black royal robe with golden auspicious clouds and mountains and rivers, walked out of the corridor, and walked step by step towards the majestic and simple purple gold dragon chair, which symbolized supreme authority.

At this moment, Zhou Xin's mood was inexplicably excited.

But after he turned around and sat down, when he pressed the handle of the faucet and looked down at all the officials, his restless mood was instantly replaced by the arrogance that dominated everything.

Sitting in this position, he seemed to have really become the only fairy god overlooking and controlling the world, and that feeling fascinated him.

However, the agitation of his emotions did not make him lose his mind, because there were three guys standing like iron thorns under the imperial steps.

Because he knew that few civil and military men in the court really respected him, and because there were two women on both sides of the dragon carving screen staring at the entire court hall behind the bead curtains!

"Hundreds of officials worship~"

Seeing Zhou Xin sat down on the dragon chair, Leng Yunfu sang again.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

The officials did not pay homage to the Queen Mother and Concubine Qionghan directly, which was the last piece of fig leaf reserved for the emperor.

"No gift, flat body."

Zhou Xin spit out four words in a cold voice, then closed his eyes, acting as a transparent person as usual.

The process of the court meeting was exactly the same as before. The "megaphones" of various forces stood up and spoke one after another. On the surface, they put forward their own opinions on various government affairs, but in fact they were competing for relevant interests.

In the wrangling and heated debate between you and me on stage, time flies by.

Seeing that more than half of the time for the court meeting has passed, most of the officials thought that today's court meeting would end in the usual small waves.

However, they didn't know that the real highlight was about to begin!
After a hundred breaths, Zhou Xin finally opened his eyes when the two arguing courtiers returned to their respective seats dry-mouthed.

After looking around the ministers with his sharp eyes, Zhou Xin suddenly clapped his hands.

"It's a wonderful debate. It's a pity that the ministers don't go to the academy to discuss the Tao."

Hearing Zhou Xin's unabashed sarcasm, the hall fell silent, and almost all the ministers looked at it in astonishment, their eyes full of confusion and surprise.

Because they have long been accustomed to the role of the emperor as a "transparent person" and "fake dumb", how can it not surprise them now that the emperor speaks suddenly and openly satirizes a dozen ministers?

(End of this chapter)