Zhang Biwu led a group of courtiers to arrive at this time, which seems unusual no matter how you look at it.
Su Jinpa and Zhao Qinglan looked at each other.
Zhao Qinglan struggled to get up.
"I···"
"Empress."
Su Jinpa stepped forward and stopped Zhao Qinglan from getting up, and said: "You are still weak and cannot get out of bed, and Zhang Biwu is not a kind person who comes here. He must not let him see that the empress is sick at this time.
, so it’s better for the queen not to get up.”
Zhao Qinglan frowned and said, "But he is outside asking for a meeting, so how can he not meet him?"
Su Jinpa said: "If a minister wants to see his master, how can there be any reason to say he can just do it? It also depends on whether the master is in a good mood. If he doesn't want to see him, then he won't see him. What else can he do?"
Giving Zhao Qinglan a reassuring look, Su Jinpa said, "Don't worry, Madam, I'll leave this matter to you."
Although he was still a little worried, Zhao Qinglan understood that now was not the time to forcefully go to see Zhang Biwu, not to mention that Su Jinpa's performance had never been bad, so Zhao Qinglan nodded and said: "Then leave it to the Crown Princess."
"Please don't worry, Madam."
Su Jinpa carefully tucked Zhao Qinglan into bed and said, "I'll go out and deal with it first."
Seeing Zhao Qinglan nodding in agreement, Su Jinpa stood up and walked straight out of the palace.
Outside the Fengxi Palace, although the heavy snowfall was slightly lighter than the previous two days, it was still charming. The whole world was covered with snow, and the thick snow was responsible for the heavy snow inside the palace every few hours.
Cleaning, but still not enough.
In front of the huge Fengxi Palace, nearly twenty courtiers stood neatly.
The leader is of course Zhang Biwu.
They stood neatly in front of the palace, facing the serious-looking sword-wielding guards. Zhang Biwu and other court officials did not speak, but lowered their heads and let the wind and snow beat on them.
The atmosphere gradually became solemn in silence.
After an unknown amount of time, the palace door creaked open.
Zhang Biwu immediately raised his head, and with a flick of his official hat, a layer of snow that had accumulated fell down. Some of the snow fell into Zhang Biwu's neck. The coldness hit, but Zhang Biwu seemed not to notice it. Not only did he feel cold, but his heart was filled with tears.
fiery.
Because this time the support given by King Wen was too great.
This was also the first time that Zhang Biwu discovered that there were so many people in the court who were chess pieces laid out by King Wen.
Minister of the Ministry of Industry and Right Minister of the Ministry of Industry.
There are two ministers on the left and right of the Ministry of Rites.
Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment.
There are two confidential ministers of Menxia Province.
A confidential minister of Shangshu Province.
There are two ministers from the General Affairs Department.
Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
Deputy Imperial Envoy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Even the clan leader of the clan, Li Canglan, and the two other senior elders of the Li family were all there!
It can be said that these officials include almost the vast majority of the functional departments with real power in the imperial court, and they are all first or second-in-command, officials with real power who would shock even three people by stomping their feet.
Among these officials, a small number were from the original neutral faction, and most of them belonged to Zhao Xuanji and the Donggong Group respectively. If he hadn't met them today, Zhang Biwu would not have known that these people actually belonged to King Wen's lineage.
Especially when he saw Li Canglan, Zhang Biwu could only lament that King Wen had hidden so deeply that no one in the world could match him.
Chapter completed!