Chapter 1075: It’s not that there is no way, it’s just a little risky

The notices were posted like running water and sent to various places by Kuaima.
For several days, Xiao Yi never appeared in the court hall, and the papers sent to the imperial study were never reviewed. The officials wanted to enter the admonishment face to face, but they were all stopped by the guards.
For a time, the ruling and opposition parties panicked.
The courtiers gathered at the Jinluang Temple by appointment, and they heard one after another:
"I heard that it was Nan Baoyi who had an accident, but his life and death are still unknown!"
"There is a problem with the notice, Queen? Who is the queen? Where did her Nan Baoyi's face be called the queen? Even if she wants to be a queen, she must follow the rules of our ancestors and walk through the canonization ceremony in one step to be called queen. Isn't it? This notice is too shabby, who wrote it?!"
"Yes! But the emperor insists on going his own way, we can't persuade you!"
"How can you survive this way, the ancestors' foundation will be ruined! Poor Emperor Yongwu, who was only defeated in ten years of battle!"
"Heaven is going to kill me, Da Yong!"
"..."
In the fierce discussion, people from Pei's, Zhou's and Shen's looked at each other.
They are a family standing on the side of the emperor, and they are willing to follow Nan Baoyi as the queen, but now this situation is really tricky, the emperor does not see the officials and ignore the government, can the world be chaotic?
In the heart of the emperor, is there any Jiangshan Sheji?
Pei Jia Dalang whispered: "The chaos of the world is still unknown, but this palace has already been messed up in advance."
Nan Chengli is now the official Zhong, and also came to Jinluan Temple to go to court.
He looked around, and the noisy hall was like a vegetable market. The officials did not stay or leave. They simply sat on the floor and talked about gossip. It was not just a mess.
He withdrew his gaze, remembering that the little girl was still unconscious.
The third uncle and the others wanted to visit the palace, but the emperor did not allow anyone to see the little sister. They were persuaded to go back before they could even enter the palace. Now Nanfu is also a mess.
He squeezed his fist, his brows and eyes were worried.
Not long after, doctors and alchemists from all over the city began to appear in Chang'an.
The reward given by Xiao Yi is really tempting.
It is so tempting that even barefoot doctors who know a little about medicine want to try their luck.
These doctors and alchemists professed to rejuvenate themselves in groups to eat, drink and have fun in the palace. It was only after Xiao Yi killed four barefoot doctors who were abducted and scammed and practiced medicine indiscriminately.
The situation in the hospital is also very bad.
It has been half a month since Nan Baoyi had an accident.
The eunuchs were frowning and worried all day for fear of losing their jobs.
Jiang Suihan and Poinsettia were drinking tea under the eaves.
"Oh..." Poinsettia sighed and patted Jiang Suihan on the shoulder, "Little friend Suihan, why did you say that I did what I did, so why did you receive a seed of infatuation as a disciple? I actually put Master under house arrest in the hospital. If you don't want to find a way, you can't give it away. Isn't this rebellious?! This is going to be thundered, does he know?!"
Jiang Suihan was also very wronged.
Twins Gu is made from Poinsettia, and the Living Dead is made from Poinsettia.
This matter had nothing to do with him from beginning to end, and he was also placed under house arrest in a hospital.
He wants to travel back to Jinling, he wants to Xie Alou, he wants the normal Xiao family brother!
Jiang Suihan flipped through two pages of medical books, remembered something, and stabbed a poinsettia with his elbow, and lowered his voice: "Guo Shi, do you have any way to help Nan Xiaowu? You are her brother, so you have to care about the younger sister?"
He always felt that there was a mystery in poinsettia.
Nan Xiaowu was injured like that, he could make her pregnant, so what was it difficult for him to wake up a living dead?
Poinsettia glanced at Jiang Suihan.
He shook the whisk: "It's not that there is no way, but this way is a bit risky. My disciple will never agree to it. It is useless to say it. Maybe he will be scolded. It's better not to say it. "
He has a way!
Jiang Suihan was stunned, and quickly asked: "What is the method?"
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When the two were discussing a method, the Guozijian Academy.
A weak biting the stick of the brush absently, his head was full of A-niang, and the master knocked him on his small book case with a ruler, which made him recover.
The master held the "Analects" and asked seriously: "His Royal Highness, where did the old minister just talk about it?"
The children in the school turned around one after another, looking at Ah Weak.
Ah Wei couldn't answer, clutching the book tightly, his face flushed.
Pei Chuchu, who was kneeling and sitting beside him, hung his head and reminded in a low voice: "'Those who know are not as good as those who are good, and those who are good are not as good as those who enjoy."
Even the children knew that Awei’s mother had an accident. They sympathized with Awei and could understand that he was in a daze during class. It was just a trivial matter with one eye closed, but the little boy next to him made a complaint: "Master , Pei Chuchu deliberately reminded him! We only learned embarrassment yesterday, and they were embarrassed today. You should punish them quickly and punish them not to eat!"
A weak stared at him fiercely: "Only you will sue him!"
"You stare at me..." The little boy cried with a wow, "My father and mother dare not stare at me, you stared at me... Your mother is going to die, you are not happy, so you stare at me deliberately... "
Mother is dying...
In just five words, A weak eyes blushed instantly.
He squeezed his small fist and slammed it at the little boy regardless!
Pei Chuchu opened Xingzi's eyes in shock!
Before it was too late to persuade, the good friends of the two sides had already swarmed into all gangs, and suddenly the children in the school flew into a ball, pen, ink, paper and ink flying everywhere, the scene was very chaotic!
The old master was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at the book case with a ruler, but they were all pampered children in the family, and no one would pay attention to him.
After a fight, everyone was dressed in red, and the school was full of crying.
A weak did not cry.
He has a messy hair bun, a scar on the corner of his mouth, and a bruise on his left eye.
He sucked his nose, bowed his head and quickly packed up the small rattan bookcase, silently picked up the small bookcase, ignored others and Pei Chuchu, and walked away without looking back.
New Year's Eve will be in a few days.
But this year's palace was deserted and there was no red everywhere.
Only the fallen leaves and snow on the ground stretched towards the Changle Palace.
Aweak and babbled stepped on the snow and ran back to Changle Palace.
The palace where the emperor lived was supposed to be magnificent and magnificent, but the whereabouts of the palace people could not be seen. Snow covered the verandas and gardens. The ice ridges hanging from the eaves were two feet long, and the dry lotus in the water tank Unattended.
The little guy ran in a hurry and fell heavily in the snow, but he didn't care to pat the snowflakes on his lap, and got up without blinking and continued to run to the palace.
Finally ran outside the palace, he raised his head.
The palace gate was closed tightly, and the palace lanterns hanging under the eaves had accumulated a lot of dust.
It was quiet and there was no voice, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.
The clear Danfeng eyes were filled with tears in an instant, and he whimpered like a small beast, and softly called "Aniang".
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