...

The carriage raised a slight bloody smell, which gradually dissipated in the air as the horses ran.

Anping kept swinging the reins to adjust the horse's direction.

Now he and Xuanyuan Yuheng have entered the main road in the east of the city near the center of the city, and are heading towards the south of the city.

The horse bells jingled, Anping pulled the reins and swung to the right, and a carriage came towards him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and faintly felt a strong aura passing by him in the oncoming carriage. Before he could feel it, the carriage had already driven away.

Anping looked out of the corner of his eyes and saw that the carriage turned into an alley to the east, which was the direction of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce.

"Drive!" He twitched the reins and steered the horse towards the south of the city. He was a little confused as to why he was distracted and noticed this carriage, and why he noticed that strong aura?

He didn't know that maybe in the near future, he would face that aura and die.

The horse ran wildly, and the pedestrians on the road were forced to retreat. After two cups of tea, the horse pulled the carriage and stopped at the gate of Dijiao Gang.

...

Kyoto, the residence of Zhang Tuizhi, the Minister of Household Affairs.

Zhang Mansion Banquet Hall.

Zhang Tuizhi invited a group of colleagues to attend the luncheon.

He has become more and more worried recently, and his worries are about to overwhelm him.

He was worried about Zhao Wujiang.

What Zhao Wujiang got when he ransacked Chen Anbang's mansion was what he had been eager to know.

Zhang Tuizhi was afraid that Zhao Wujiang had obtained huge evidence of his crime, and was preparing to take him down in one fell swoop.

In the past two days, he had been worried every day, but Zhao Wujiang had not made any movement yet, which made him speculate wildly. The more he speculated, the more nervous he became.

Now that his lord, King Xiaoyao, has returned to the city, he has a little more confidence.

But he didn't dare to ask King Xiaoyao for help, because it would make him look useless.

A dignified minister, one of the six ministers of the province, is actually afraid of a sixth-rank secretary, and is still timid and doesn't know how to deal with it?

When he thought of this, he sighed and drank a glass of wine.

Now he decided to strike first and unite many colleagues to impeach Zhao Wujiang and put Zhao Wujiang to death.

These colleagues were all invited by him selectively.

When King Xiaoyao returned to Beijing yesterday, many colleagues went to greet him, and the ones he selected were all supporters of King Xiaoyao.

"Why are you so sad, sir?" As Zhang Tuizhi's direct subordinate, the Minister of Household Affairs has a keen eye and is always paying attention to Zhang Tuizhi's expression.

Zhang Tuizhi poured himself a drink, poured a full glass of wine for himself, drank it all, and sighed:

"I am worried that all of my colleagues are about to be burned to death without knowing it!"

"Um?"

When many officials heard this, they were shocked and slowly put down the wine glasses in their hands or the hands touching the maid's waist.

"What do you mean, Mr. Zhang?"

"What happened? Please let Master Zhang know!"

"Master Zhang, please speak clearly!"

"..."

Many officials spoke one after another, and Zhang Tuizhi's words seemed to tell them that a disaster was coming.

"Your Majesty returned to Beijing yesterday..." Zhang Tuizhi looked around at everyone:

"But the prince is not happy!"

The supporters of King Xiaoyao suddenly frowned, not understanding the meaning of Zhang Tuizhi's words. The prince was obviously kind and gentle, but why did Zhang Tuizhi speak like this?

"Xingqingyuan is a mansion gifted to the prince by the late emperor. It contains deep brotherly love!" Zhang Tuizhi filled a cup for himself and spoke louder:

"But now, it is occupied by the thief Zhao Wujiang!

Zhao Wujiang has no virtue and incompetence, and he is also an eunuch. By occupying the prince's residence, he has tarnished the relationship between the late emperor and the prince!"

Zhang Tuizhi took the yellow soup into his mouth, smashed the wine glass hard, making a banging sound, and shouted angrily:

"Do you think the prince can be happy?"

The ministers were silent, having guessed that Zhang Tuizhi was about to speak.

"But you are indifferent and dare not speak out about Zhao Wujiang's forcible occupation of Xingqingyuan. The prince had to stay in other ministers' mansions last night!

Although the prince is kind and merciful, are you willing to suffer such defeat?"

Zhang Tuizhi stared at the crowd:

"He won't care about what the emperor does, but he will take your and my inaction into his eyes and into his heart!

How can you and I be worthy of the prince’s magnanimity and trust in you and me?”

Some of the ministers sighed, obviously feeling a little ashamed, but most others did not make any movement and just looked at Zhang Tuizhi silently.

Zhang Tuizhi knew that some courtiers were just following the wind, adhering to the idea that the matter had nothing to do with themselves and would not express their opinions on such matters.

He cleared his throat, looked around everyone, and said quietly:

"Yesterday you and I welcomed the prince. The prince was inexplicably moved, but this matter has been remembered by the emperor..."

The ministers suddenly froze on the spot, and their breathing gradually became rapid.

Welcoming King Xiaoyao and being remembered by the emperor will naturally be labeled by the emperor. This is originally not a problem for the supporters of King Xiaoyao.

But now, as Zhang Tuizhi said, they were indifferent to the "forced occupation" of Prince Xiaoyao's residence, so they would offend Prince Xiaoyao again.
Chapter completed!