Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

The rain is still dripping.

Zhu Feng was sitting in the imperial study room, looking at the booklet that he had just sent. There were only a few words on it, but he had been looking at it for a quarter of an hour.

The father-in-law on the side just looked at him, but didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the father-in-law Yu listened and hurried out. He saw the newly-canonized Concubine Ning in full dress, and there were two court ladies guarding her.

Grandpa Yu made a little smile: "The slave and maidservant pays respects to Concubine Ning."

Feng Qianyan smiled and looked at him: "Duke Yu, can I go in and see the emperor in this palace?"

Yu Gonggong smiled: "The empress is right. These days the emperor stays at Jianfu Palace every night, and he always lets the empress drive by his side on weekdays. Where can I ask the servants for such honors. Empress please."

After speaking, he made a gesture.

Feng Qianyan walked in with his head held up.

As soon as he walked into the imperial study room and saw Zhu Feng sitting behind the table, Feng Qianyan immediately bowed to the ground: "Concubine worships the emperor."

Zhu Feng immediately put down the folder in his hand: "You, are you back?"

"Yes."

Feng Qianyan got up, smiled a little, and said: "The concubine has already given the clothes to the concubine."

"Oh, she--" At this point, Zhu Feng hesitated for a while, his face became cold again, picked up the zipper and looked at it, and said casually: "She, I'm afraid she still harbors resentment."

Feng Qianyan immediately smiled and said: "This, not really."

"Oh?"

"The imperial concubine did not harbor resentment against the emperor, but instead—"

"What is it?"

Feng Qianyan hesitated for a while, then smiled, and said: "Now, my concubine knows very little about the thoughts of the imperial concubine, so I dare not speculate at will."

"..."

"I'm afraid, the emperor has to go and take a look in person before I know."

Upon hearing these words, the father-in-law on one side and the others immediately showed expressions of astonishment.

You know, the people in the palace are also very clear that it was because the imperial concubine fell out of favor that she was given the opportunity to go to bed and canonize. It stands to reason that she should be very afraid of the emperor and the imperial concubine. Now, she actually let Zhu Feng Go to visit the imperial concubine in Lenggong?

How can this be?

Is she so kind?

Zhu Feng's eyes flickered: "You let me see her?"

Feng Qianyan smiled and said: "The concubine thinks that the imperial concubine has just had a miscarriage, and her body is weak, and she is in the cold palace like this. It is indeed somewhat--"

"..."

"Furthermore, even though she hugged Jian Ruocheng in the crowd, there may be a reason. The emperor shouldn't just put her into the cold palace like this, and she should also check it out."

"Hug, hug and hug", these four words made Zhu Feng's breath sink again.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Qianyan for a while.

Then he said: "Well, you just canonized it today and went to the cold palace again. You must be tired. Go down."

"Yes, my concubine retires."

Feng Qianyan bowed to him respectfully, then turned and walked back.

When she withdrew, Grandpa Yu, who was standing by the side hesitated, stepped forward boldly, and whispered, "The emperor--"

But before finishing speaking, Zhu Feng frowned and interrupted with a wave of his hand.

He could only shut his mouth and stepped back.

Zhu Feng sat in the chair with a gloomy expression. Several times, he held the armrest of the chair with his hands as if he was about to stand up, but he hesitated for a while, but didn't move.

Grandpa Yu looked at him with some doubts.

After a while, a young man in brocade walked in from the outside. He was about 20 years old. His face was handsome and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. When he looked at anyone, his eyes were full of scrutiny; Although not tall, it appears to be neat and vigorous in every move.

He is Bian Xingyun, one of the four commanders of Jin Yiwei.

He respectfully said: "Meet the emperor."

As soon as he saw him, Zhu Feng's expression condensed slightly and calmed down.

"You came."

"Weichen is here to return. In the Great Ci'en Temple, except for the Chong En Pagoda, all places have been cleaned up."

Zhu Feng took the paperwork he presented, looked at it, nodded and said, "Very well, tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony will be held as scheduled."

"Yes."

Bian Xingyun is a very neat person. After receiving the order, he immediately saluted and retired, without a lot of nonsense.

And the father-in-law Yu was taken aback.

Sacrifice ceremony tomorrow?

He has been with Zhu Feng for a few days, and he doesn't know how!

Looking at Zhu Feng again, his face was the same as before, with a cold expression, only the sparks in those eyes were warm.

In this way, when he was still in the buried mansion, he was frustrated several times, but he was aroused by fighting spirit.

Feeling that he was looking at himself, Zhu Feng indifferently said: "Yufu, prepare to go tomorrow."

Grandpa Yu hurriedly said: "Yes!"

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The sky cleared miraculously the next day.

When the clouds that had not been seen for a few days shined through the clouds, after the collapse of the Chongen Pagoda, on the broken walls and broken rubble, Zhu Feng had already arrived in front of the Chongen Pagoda. Under everyone’s attention, Raise the joss stick and continue the sacrifice that was interrupted before.

This sacrifice is much smaller than the previous ceremony that opened the Chong En Pagoda.

However, many people discussed.

Originally, the ceremony of opening the Great Sacrifice Altar, because of a fire at the Chong En Pagoda, and the emperor’s life and death in a dangerous situation, the entire Jinling City was full of storms, and there are even rumors that the emperor was due to his life experience No royal blood, but forcibly sacrificed, and was punished by Zhu's ancestors.

But today, the emperor actually appeared again.

Therefore, he did not die in that fire!

At this time, in every tea house or restaurant, an "informer" appeared, describing the sacrifice scene vividly, just like he himself was present, and everyone around him listened with gusto.

Someone asked: "The emperor is really okay? But the fire that day-how could it be okay?"

"Yes,"

Someone next to him echoed: "We all saw the fire."

"Don't say you saw it. You have seen most of Jinling City. The whole tower was burnt down like this. How could the people inside survive?"

"You are talking about ordinary people, is the emperor an ordinary person?"

As soon as this was said, everyone was speechless.

Someone sighed softly: "Yes, the real dragon emperor, how can ordinary people can reach it."

"Such a fire can survive. I can only say that it is really the first emperor, and the blessing of the first empress Chen."

"It seems that the previous rumors are wrong."

"I was half-believing before, but now I believe it. Only the emperor of the true dragon has such power!"