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

Nan Yan stood not far away, watching the ministers come out one by one.

Some people are overjoyed, others hesitate.

Two of the veterans said anxiously: "Old Chen, you see the emperor said this time, give three days to consider whether he will--"

"This is hard to say."

"Yes, the emperor has a stubborn temperament. It is difficult to change what he decides."

"But this time, God has already lowered such a bad omen. If the emperor wants to go his own way, then we must not sit idly by!"

"Yes, when the time comes, we will all resign and not do it!"

"Yes, anyway, after the construction of Beiping City, what do you want our Southern officials to do?"

...

Hearing them say such words, one by one left with a bit of righteous indignation. Nan Yan stood behind the flowers and frowned.

This is the first time--

Zhu Feng didn't use his toughness to achieve a complete victory, and of course, he did not subdue it.

Instead, consider three days.

But what can be done in these three days?

In the overall situation of the central government, it is true that the ministers dominate. In this case, no matter how brave and good Zhu Feng is on the battlefield, he cannot really kill all the officials.

Is this the only thing that can happen?

She couldn't help it, even her breathing became heavy.

Ran Xiaoyu was beside him, and said softly: "Manny, shall we go over or go back?"

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak.

A pair of clear eyes looked at the figures of the ministers who were gradually leaving.

She patrolled the crowd from the beginning, but she never saw the man who was shining in the sky--

Jane Ruocheng.

he is not here.

In fact, she kind of wanted to see him.

Although she knew that as a concubine, it was impossible to meet a foreign minister, she also wanted to get it. After signing her name on the joint paper, Jian Ruocheng, she should, and would not want to see her.

However, she just wanted to meet Jian Ruocheng.

She wanted to see what he was like now, like these courtiers, celebrating their victory, or—

"Manny."

Ran Xiaoyu watched her motionless for a long time, and whispered a little puzzled: "Shall we go to see the emperor?"

"..."

Nan Yan glanced at the study that had closed doors and windows.

After a while, he shook his head.

"Forget it, the emperor is upset now. Even if we meet in the past, it will only be annoying to the emperor."

"..."

"Let him calm down for a while."

Ran Xiaoyu looked at her, and originally wanted to say that the emperor might not be annoyed once you passed by, but it was still inconvenient to interrupt, so he could only help her, turn around and return to their residence.

After returning home, Nan Yan's mood has been very low. Even Ran Xiaoyu brought her favorite dessert, but she didn't even touch it.

At this time, Tingfu ran in from outside.

"Manny, there is a letter from you."

"letter?"

Nan Yan was stunned.

Is Munch's Flying Pigeon Biography again?

However, Tingfu put the letter in her hand to her and said: "It's the empress who came from Jinling."

"Queen Empress?"

Xu Miaoyin actually wrote to herself?

Nan Yan hurriedly took it, went back to the room, and took a look. There were rows of beautiful writing on the letter paper——

"I heard that my sister was happy, and my palace was very pleased. The emperor stood up after the new year, and only Wang Wei is under his knees. The royal heirs are thin, and this is really the place of worry for the palace day and night. I hope my sister can take care of it and open branches and leaves for the royal family..."

These words are the instruction and relief for the concubine as the throne.

Nan Yan had heard a lot of words like this in the palace before, so I just skipped it quickly.

Then, I saw the back——

"...The emperor stayed in Peiping and expanded the city, which inevitably caused opposition from the officials. Although the harem could not be involved in politics, but the younger sister won the emperor's favor, she should also help the emperor to solve problems."

"Remember, don't affect the overall situation because of personal emotions."

After reading this, Nan Yan took a deep breath.

Obviously, the latter sentence is the real purpose of her letter.

Qin Ruolan could see the crux of the matter in the Yanwang Mansion; while Xu Miaoyin, who was far away in Jinling, could also understand the world, obviously, a level higher than Qin Ruolan.

This is the queen's talent!

For me, I still need the two of them to wake up.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan couldn't help but smiled bitterly, knowing that there was still a long way to go in the future.

She thought for a while, then walked to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote a reply.

"Since the emperor entrusts the concubine to the important task of coordinating the sixth house, the concubine must live up to the divine grace and share the worries for the emperor and the empress..."

Later, she also wrote down what she thought.

The letter was not long, it was written in a short while, and after writing, she sealed the envelope.

However, after all this, she became annoyed again.

Called Tingfu and asked, "Tingfu, when was the letter from the empress empress sent?"

"It should be the day before yesterday."

"Oh."

Jinling and Peiping were separated by thousands of miles, and within three days, I was afraid that all the horses in the station had run to death before sending the letter.

Obviously, the queen had ordered it.

However, it would take at least three days to return from Peking to Jinling. By that time, Zhu Feng would already give the courtiers an explanation.

I'm afraid it's too late!

At this moment, there was another sound that she was already familiar with outside the door. Nan Yan looked up and saw that it was the gray pigeon that Munch had sent the message.

This time, it stopped at the door and groaned inside.

Nan Yan's eyes lit up when she saw it.

Just then, Ran Xiaoyu came over. She also knew about Munch’s two previous transmissions, so she was already familiar with the pigeon, so she picked it up directly, entered the house and put it on the table.

"Niang, this pigeon is here again."

Nan Yan stared at the pigeon for a while, but didn't immediately reach out to pick up the things on its ankle, but turned to Ting Fu and said, "Ting Fu, in Beiping City, is there a business for people to fly pigeons?"

"Yes, of course."

Listening to Fu hesitated and said, "But, do you want to use it?"

Although he clearly knew that Fei Ge passed the book much faster, except for some very urgent situations, the royal family would still choose the post.

Because of that, it is safer and more stable.

Although the pigeon flies fast, a hurricane or, in the event of someone hunting and shooting arrows, may hinder it. Letters can’t send small things, but important information leaks, only big things.

Therefore, the royal family only used the post station to transmit the letter.

However, now, it is more urgent.

Nan Yan said: "It's okay, you hurry up to the city of Beiping, find me a business where you can fly pigeons to pass the book, and pass this letter to me."

After listening to Fu, he immediately accepted the letter with both hands: "Yes."