Chapter 521 Waves

Twenty days had passed since that night, and Xu Yuan had gradually returned to his previous leisurely life, living between his bedroom and study every day. Apart from cultivation, his only activity was probably to go to the study of his prime minister father to read the latest copy of the memorial and eat melons.

The approaching New Year's Eve had made the various places in Di'an City start to decorate with lights and colors, and the lively atmosphere in the streets was not affected by that night at all.

The next morning after that night, the prefect of Di'an arranged for the subordinate yamen to post the urgent copy of the notice on various bulletin boards in Di'an City to appease the people.

They said,

The strange phenomenon in the sky that night was a fairy sign, a New Year's gift from the royal family to the people of Dayan.

It was written very well.

The classical Chinese text, with more than thousands of words, directly portrayed the strange phenomenon of the saints fighting as the orthodox fairy sign of the Li family of Dayan, and the evidence that the emperor loved the people like his own children.

Although it seems ridiculous, the people of this era just buy into it.

The lack of information at the grassroots level of Da Yan made the government's notices and reports the only source of information for the people, and the long-standing propaganda made them believe in the orthodoxy of the royal family.

This is the absolute political correctness of Da Yan, and it is also the reason why Xu Yinhe has always been called a thief who stole the country among the people.

Compared with the calmness of the people, the temple seemed a little lively. The waves that rose from the Prime Minister's Mansion that night eventually set off a storm in the outside world.

These nobles are not fools. Someone needs to take the responsibility for the near destruction of Di'an City, and that night all the spearheads pointed to the high-ranking Prime Minister, but the question is who will be the first to come forward?

The morning court was very quiet, so quiet that it was a little weird.

There was something to report, and nothing to do.

In the first few days, after the eunuch in charge of the seal said this, the morning court was directly dispersed.

There are always waves brewing under the silence.

On the morning of the fifth day, Qing Cheng, the Imperial Censorate, suddenly stood up and reported that the Right Commander of the City Defense Department had neglected his duties, causing the emperor to fall into danger.

He did not attack the prime minister himself, but the Right Commander of the City Defense Department was a well-known member of the prime minister's party.

This fired the first shot.

This was a joint attack by everyone except the prime minister's party. The silence in the first few days was because they were still planning together.

After that, various reports flew into the imperial study like snowflakes, and the flames caused by the aftermath of that night burned towards the prime minister himself little by little.

Many people in the City Defense Department, the Heavenly Supervision Department, and even the Imperial Guards were imprisoned for trial, and the prefect of Di'an was almost stripped of his official hat because of this. These officials were all the prime minister's people without exception.

But even though so many things happened, even though so many high-ranking officials of the prime minister's party were imprisoned, the prime minister just watched it all happen silently in the court.

This attitude made many people unsure of the prime minister's intentions.

Not only the imperial party and the sect, but also some high-ranking officials of the prime minister's party.

We are ready to fight to the death, why did His Majesty surrender first?

Wang Yuqian, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War, approached Xu Yuan privately, representing the high-ranking officials of the prime minister's party in the court, and wanted to find out the prime minister's intentions from him, but the answer he got was to let him wait.

The prime minister's party, who originally had great power in the court, was in a panic for a while. They tried to organize some counterattacks, but because the backbone did not speak, these counterattacks were in groups of two or three, and they seemed a little ridiculous under the tsunami-like attack.

In an environment where everyone in the prime minister's party was in danger, time came to today, two decades later.

The twenty-ninth day of the lunar year before the end of the year.

After drinking a sip of spiritual wine, Xu Yuan placed the wine dish on the tea table in front of him, feeling the spicy and sweet taste between his taste buds while admiring the night view of Di'an covered with snow.

Since that night, the wind and snow have fallen three times in succession, and the last snow just stopped yesterday. The bright moonlight was reflected on the white snow, and the reflection of light made the sky look magnificent.

After staring at the scenery for more than ten breaths, Xu Yuan slowly cast his sights on the young man in the python robe with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes opposite him, exhaled lightly, and asked with a chuckle:

"You risked sending someone to invite me, a "dead man", out, not just to have me accompany you to drink and enjoy the scenery?"

The expression on Li Yunqing's face was not as relaxed and leisurely as before, and his eyebrows revealed seriousness. He stared at Xu Yuan for a few breaths, and then he asked softly:

"What happened that night has almost fermented to the limit."

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows when he heard it, looked directly into the other person's eyes for two seconds, and sighed softly:

"I thought you wanted to talk to me about your diplomatic mission to Japan, but I didn't expect that you were also here to test my father's mouth. When did you start to care about political affairs?"

Hearing this, Li Yunqing's face did not mean to joke, and his fingertips gently rubbed the slightly rough wall of the bronze wine vessel in front of him.

The Qinglou they came tonight was built in the style of the Great Zhou Dynasty 7,000 years ago, and the wine vessels and utensils were all cast with fire copper.

Li Yunqing raised the bronze wine vessel and took a sip, then said slowly and leisurely:

"Originally, I thought that after what happened that night, my mission to Japan would be much smoother, but with Prime Minister Xu's current attitude, the court agenda cannot proceed at all."

As he spoke, Li Yunqing tapped the table with his fingertips:

"Everyone knows that the reason why Di'an was almost destroyed that night was because of your Xiangfu, but it is also clear that even if Di'an City was really destroyed, it would not hurt your Xiangfu. This time, the court dispute is actually to make your Xiangfu pay a price within the rules, but Xu Xiangguo's attitude is as if we want to use this incident to wipe out the Xiangfu."

Xu Yuan was quiet for a while, and the corners of his lips curled:

"What do you want to say?"

The deepness in Li Yunqing's sword eyes seemed to want to see through Xu Yuan opposite:

"Xu Xiangguo couldn't fail to understand such a simple truth. He must have a reason to let the situation continue to ferment.

"So you are stalling for time, right?"

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Xu Yuan looked at Li Yunqing without saying anything.

Seeing this, Li Yunqing smiled for the first time tonight, but the smile was a bit painful:

"Xu Yuan, you found something very important on the body of Saint Xien, right? ”

“Pa pa pa”

Xu Yuan smiled and clapped Li Yunqing, and said with a faint smile:

“You are worthy of being Yunqing.”

Li Yunqing’s eyes were thoughtful, and he shook his head gently and whispered:

“It is not difficult to deduce this point. After all, I was also a participant that night, right?”

Xu Yuan shrugged, but did not hide it. He smiled and asked:

“We did find something on Saint Xien, so you came here tonight to get a share of the pie?”

Li Yunqing shook his head and laughed at himself:

“How can a powerless prince like me share the pie with you, but my father has this idea.”

“What do you mean?”

“He wants me to go to your prime minister’s mansion to ask for someone.”

“Orenli?”

“Yes.”

“Then come.”

“It’s openly asked in front of the world.”