"Your Majesty, you are tired, so you'd better take a break. You have to pay tribute to the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager later... You don't have to worry about the nonsense of a group of factory slaves..."

Before Xiao Sixi finished speaking, Zai Chun opened her eyes, "What are you? What should I listen to and not listen to, and I still want you to rap? How do you know that this information is useless?"

"Damn beast, you dare to make a decision for me? Kneel down and slap your mouth!"

Xiao Sixi was really afraid of the emperor's moodiness. Since Zaichun returned to China, it has been harder to see the easy-goingness he used to be when he was studying abroad. Now the little emperor is angry when he says he is angry, saying that he has no shame, but he has no shame!

But you don’t know when he suddenly became happy, which makes it difficult for slaves to grasp the rhythm of flattery!

"Slaves are guilty of death, and slaves are guilty of death..." Xiao Sixi quickly knelt down and crawled into the corner and slapped himself hard.

"Who is on duty outside the hall today? Come in and report to me about military information..."

"Yes! Your Majesty!" It was Xie Ting's turn today to stand guard. When he heard the call from inside, he quickly strode in and saluted him!

"Oh! It's Xie Ting! You say... this servant is really angry!"

Xie Ting looked at Xiao Sixi pitifully and quickly replied, "Your Majesty, there have been strange rumors in the Qinghe construction site since last night, and the source has not been found yet!"

"Actually, many of them are often talked about, saying that His Majesty wants to turn all the Eight Banners' slaves into factory slaves, and even the nobles of the Eight Banners have to stop the banner pay..."

"It's just that there is a new rumor that really makes people feel very interesting... They said that Marshal Zeng's death was... poisoned by His Majesty!"

"Fuck!" Zai Chun kicked over the low table on the soft collapse, and the dishes of cakes and ginseng soup were kicked to the ground, and it was shattered and broken all over the ground!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Zai Chun roared, "Are these people still not giving up? It's so difficult for them to accept me? The knife is placed on their necks, and I still don't know how to be afraid!"

The more Zaichun changed his mind, the more anxious he became. Xie Ting could hold on and still stand and continue reporting. The other eunuchs and palace maids were already scared and trembled. Xiao Sixi forgot to even slap in the face!

There was a chaos inside the Yangxin Palace. The outside was counting the number of 2 Maos that were rewarded with golden melon seeds. He hurriedly walked in. When he saw the chaos, he quickly sent someone to clean it, and he pulled the little emperor into Sanxi Hall!

"What is Your Majesty doing? Tomorrow is a good day. The Queen Mother repeatedly reminds you not to get angry. Why don't you listen?"

"Ermao... Listen to the rumors spread by these bastards. I can tolerate anything else. I can't stand this rumor of poisoning the general!"

"What's wrong with me? In their eyes, I have become a tyrant monarch? Am I King Zhou or Emperor Yang of Sui? It's just so hated..."

The relationship between Ermao and Zaichun is not only a master-slave relationship, but also a friend's childhood friend. Only Ermao knew that the young emperor's emotional collapse at this moment was not only because of rumors, but also because of the death of the general!

Maybe Zaichun himself didn't realize it, but he could be alert in his subconscious! Zeng Guofan's death broke the balance of the court, and chaos must have happened!

Moreover, even if Zaichun himself was stubborn, he knew very well that the protection that Marshal Zeng provided to him over the years was very important to him!

A sense of security! Who doesn’t need a sense of security? No matter how strong Emperor Tongzhi is, he is just a teenage middle school boy!

Ermao coaxed Emperor Tongzhi to sit on the soft collapse, and thought carefully in his heart and whispered, "Your Majesty... Now I have let the Empress Dowager stay in the palace. There is really no news from both inside and outside..."

"If it doesn't work, I'll break into the palace gate and go and ask the head of state in person? Don't you think this rumor is a little wrong?"

Zai Chun shuddered in his heart, "You...have you discovered something? Is there something wrong with anyone?"

"Your Majesty... Think about it, how did the Grandmaster's coffin leave? Didn't Long Sui go? Where is the Zeng family so scrupulous?"

"If I analyze it, I'm afraid the humiliation the Zeng family on Nanheng Street this morning was not just that His Majesty did not come... What if all the nobles in the palace in the capital did not show up? What if Prince Gong did not give enough respect?"

"There are too many possibilities...there are too many possibilities...If someone deliberately forces the handsome man to leave the coffin, then one thing is certain!"

"The elite Hunan Army in Liangxiang and Zhuozhou can only retreat south at the entire line! But even though those thousands of troops are not large in number, they are all brave soldiers who have put down the Hongyang Rebellion and destroyed the Tianjing City!"

"The essence of the Hunan Army's vitality, the real veterans fighting are not ordinary cowards!"

"The balance has been broken...the balance has been broken!"

Zaichun received imperial education since he was a child. The most important lesson here is to learn various conspiracies in history. At least the emperor must understand what conspiracies and sneaky things have happened in his dynasty since his founding of the country!

After listening too much, Zaichun suddenly realized, "Well! Are you saying that someone will make trouble while my wedding is relaxed?"

"It's very likely! I got married, Marshal Zeng passed away, and the Hunan Army withdrew from the capital... Those bastards can't sit still?"

"So there are rumors among the factory slaves. Are they trying to use the tens of thousands of factory slaves to make trouble?"

"Your Majesty... Hahaha... Not just a factory slave! People in the capital who are afraid that Your Majesty will have a lot of room for reform! These people may not be safe!"

It’s really amazing. Once the conspiracy is revealed, it will be less afraid. Zai Chun’s emotions suddenly calmed down, just like a ray of sunshine pierced all the haze in an instant!

"Hahaha... Xiao Sixi! Stop fooling around, I don't know your stuttering skills? The sound is quite loud, it doesn't hurt at all! Come in..."

Xiao Sixi rolled in like a ball, kowtowed to Zaichun with a smile, "Long live the master wants to hear something, so the slave will naturally be recruited! Who makes the master pity the slave..."

"Get up! Like a dog... Go and take the secret box in Changchun Bookstore, and I will open my eyes!"

"Ermao! In order to govern this country and prevent a scammer, Yongzheng restored the secret payment system... Today I tell you that I actually have this secret payment system!"

"But it's not a handwritten note, but a secret box!"

Zaichun took out a bunch of keys from Sanxitang's cabinet, all of which were very small silver-white keys, with more than ten large bunches!

There are several strings in the cabinet, and Ermao estimated that there are at least thirty keys here!

Zai Chun sneered, "Each key represents a secret box, and this secret box contains a book title that only me and another person thousands of miles away know!"

"The title of this book is the code book. The officials in the local area who have the power to write indirect comments will use this book to piece together the telegram he sent to me!"

"The ministers who have the power of secret memorials can only translate the secret telegrams sent by me if I open a secret box and then compare them... I do all this work myself!"

"Did you see it? This is the secret telegram sent this morning. Ermao, please take a look!"
Chapter completed!