There is a black lotus in the deep palace

Chapter 314 New Directions

Tang Wanning said a lot of things happily, exactly the same as when she used to show off her new weapons happily.

Xia Houjue couldn't bear to interrupt her, so he could only drink tea and listen to her while smiling wryly.

Perhaps because of being pregnant for three years, Tang Wanning didn't notice anything wrong.

Even when Xia Houjue finally left, she told her several times: "If you set a time, you must tell me the earliest."

Xia Houjue took a deep look at her smiling face, finally nodded with a smile, turned and left.

Tang Wanning really didn't know at all, since she was pregnant, and since she gave birth, Xia Houjue almost used all her strength to keep her out of trouble.

The new eunuchs who came to me spoke highly of the book, and some of them could make snacks, serve flowers and plants, cook, and even perform acrobatics.

Xia Houjue got so many people, just to let Tang Wanning have something to do, don't ask around, he won't let her know anyway.

……

Let's talk about Xia Houjue here.

At the same time as the invitation was sent out, the people he sent had already arrived at the Tibetan Ministry. Unfortunately, after some investigation, the messenger sent back a letter saying.

"There is no change in the Tubo Ministry. As for that General Qi Lie, he doesn't even have military power in his hands. He only manages thousands of palace guards to protect the safety of the female sweat."

"General Qilie? Female sweat?" Xia Houjue was really surprised.

But several waves of secret reports from his confidants said so, and it was almost true.

A general without military power, a Tubo tribe who has been greatly favored by the Great Xia Dynasty, seems to have no possibility of betrayal because of emotion, reason and strength.

But now, someone actually found letters and evidence from the enemy country in the hands of the soldiers of the Tang family.

"There are really too many doubts in this." Xia Houjue lost Tang Wanning's object of discussion, so he could only drag others to talk.

Tang Bingjian was sick in bed, and Tang Bingxu was cold and dull. It was okay to let him go into battle to kill the enemy, but it might be a bit embarrassing for him to strategize. After thinking about it, he took Tang Bingxiao, the third son of the Tang family, over.

"Tell me? What should I do now?"

"Your majesty, you already have the answer in your heart, why do you drag me?" Tang Bingxiao was almost depressed.

The affairs of the Tang family can't be finished yet, so where is the time to do errands for the emperor?

"I want to listen to what you have to say." Xia Houjue had a half-smile, with a black belly on his face.

Tang Bingxiao thought about it carefully, and had no choice but to say: "Actually, Your Majesty, do you know that these letters are forged?"

"According to me, the whole incident was forged. In fact, this is a plan that kills many birds with one stone. The people behind the scenes must have hated both the imperial court and our Tang family."

Xia Houjue was shocked by this thought, and motioned for him to continue.

"I have been to the Tubo Department. The people there cherish their current life very much, and the mentality and timing of changing the Khan King have passed."

"In view of the fact that the Tang family's power in the court has become more and more prosperous these years, I have to make these guesses."

"What about the Tibetan Ministry? They..."

"Whether they have disobedience or not is no longer important. Your majesty, take advantage of this time and see it?"

After all, Tang Bingxiao had been there in person and heard it with his own ears, and he didn't know much about everyone.

"it is good!"

The two said a few more words before parting ways.

With this new idea, Xia Houjue had a new direction for a thorough investigation, and at the same time gained a new understanding of the case.

……

Tibetan Department

As usual, Anseya called the important ministers of the DPRK to inquire about it early in the morning, and she was relieved when she learned that there was no major event in the DPRK, the people had plenty of food, and this winter must be safe and sound.

After lunch at noon, she rode out of the city in person again, inspecting each important defense point along the capital.

After a round of inspections, it was already evening, and she went back to the palace to have dinner and then began to deal with the memorials handed in from different places.

The Tibetan Ministry was not as popular as civil officials in the Great Xia Dynasty, and the memorials were not refined enough. Some local guards even couldn't write, and only used some simple strokes to express meaning.

It is also fortunate that Anseya has already been familiar with the meaning, so that she can understand these strange memorials. It took her several years to become proficient.

After finishing all this, it was already late at night, Anseya put away her things and got up, her own palace servants came forward to change her clothes, and waited for her to take off the hairpin.

After bathing and changing clothes, he was about to go back to the dormitory to sleep, but suddenly a confidant guard stood outside the dormitory begging to see him.

Anseya went over to ask and found out that there was a secret letter coming from the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty from thousands of miles away.

Opening the intact envelope, there was a bronzing invitation card inside.

After a quick look, Anseya showed doubts.

"Enthronement Celebration?" The name is weird, and she has been friends with Da Xia Dynasty for so many years, and she has never heard of any enthronement celebration, and as far as she knows.

Xia Houjue was not a lively person either. The emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty was famous for his simplicity, diligence and love for the people. How could he suddenly become extravagant and want to hold some kind of celebration.

"Understood!" Anseya put away the invitation, turned and went back to the bedroom.

The winter in the Tibetan tribe is dry and cold, even if there are enough charcoals burned in the bedroom, it is still a bit cold.

Anseya wrapped her red brocade cloak tightly around her body, listening to the increasingly fierce wind outside, she slightly frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

In her twenties, she is no longer the chattering, enthusiastic and reckless little girl she was back then.

What I did at the beginning seems so ridiculous and ignorant now, "Can you catch chickens?", "Can you marry me?"

Hehe... Anseya smiled bitterly, she was so naive back then.

Naive enough to think that liking someone can be with him, naive enough to think that everyone will like and pamper themselves, naive enough to think that all the good people in the world are good.

This kind of innocence finally ended after the country was destroyed and her family was destroyed, and she finally became sober.

The country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, relatives rebelled, and the people of the country suffered the shame of collaborating with the enemy and treason. As the only daughter of her father Khan, she was the only child who survived.

I should bear all this, and I should try all the bitterness to manage the inheritance left by my father Khan.

Even if it was only two or three tenths of the place in the Great Xia Dynasty, even if it was extremely cold and there were no crops, it was still the territory of their Tubo tribe.

As a female Khan, as the monarch of this land, no one can give up on her.

"Khan, it's time for you to sleep..." A maid stepped forward to remind her.

Anseya wiped away the tears streaming down her cheeks, wrapped her cloak tightly and slowly returned to the room, before going to sleep, she still curled up her lips.

"My life is probably like this. In fact, it's pretty good, isn't it?"

People's lives gradually improved, and thousands of households were grateful to her, saying that she was worthy of being the daughter of the Great Khan, and she had such ambition at a young age.

(End of this chapter)