Chapter 237 (2/2)

Zhao Shiqian snorted, ”when the spies of Qi State come back, I will gather a large army, and I will win all the battles I lost before. The old emperor of Qi State has been useless for a long time, and his eldest brother and fifth brother have always been at odds. Qi state is now in great civil strife. As long as we seize the opportunity, it is not easy to win them?”

Zhao Deng thinks that Zhao Shiqian's thinking of all this is too simple. As the emperor, he does not consider it comprehensively enough. He wants to persuade, and is afraid that if he does not grasp the right proportion of his words, he will change from admonishing to cultivating other people's ambition, destroying his prestige, and finally can only be silent.

After Zhao Deng left, someone from Zhou Le'an reported to her. A maid in waiting reported to her what Zhao Shiqian had seen today.

Zhou Le'an sipped his tea and was suspicious. ”What did the spies say to the emperor, I don't know?”

The palace maid shook her head. ”When the emperor summoned the spy, he asked everyone to withdraw. Even he Gonggong didn't stay. However, it is said that the spy presented the emperor with a secret report, but what was written in the secret report is unknown.”

Zhou Le'an sneered, ”what did you write? You don't have to look at it. Eight out of ten is about my sister. The emperor thinks about her in his dream. ”

The maid of honor didn't understand, ”but isn't general Zhou already treason?”

”My sister is treason...”

What kind of person is Zhou Leping? Just like their father, she didn't believe that she was treason. Although Zhao Shiqian replaced Dingzhou City with Shan Ning, Zhou lean knew that in Zhao Shiqian's heart, in fact, he didn't completely believe Zhou Leping's treason.

In advance, Zhou Le'an said, ”you said that his royal highness Rui went in after the spies. Is it possible that his royal highness Rui knew something?”

”I don't know.”

”I don't know, I don't know this, I don't know that. What's the use of this palace for you?” Zhou Le'an fell the tea bowl and stood up. ”If you don't know, go to our palace to check. Our palace must know what was written in the secret paper!”

The maid of honor bowed down.

Another person came to clean up the debris, Zhou Le'an looked at the front of these people have no reason to fret.

Zhou Leping, Zhou Leping, why are you always so haunted!

She hated Zhou Leping in her heart, but she missed her brother and sister all the time.

As the Mid Autumn Festival is approaching, it was originally a reunion day, but she is destined not to be reunited with her family this year. In the future, maybe there will be no future.

Calculate the day, after so many days, the person who Yunqing wants to wait for should also send the order to kill her. Later than the Mid Autumn Festival, her life will be explained. It's a good ending to save her from the dilemma of being caught in the middle like now, which not only helps her share of loyalty, but also can be regarded as worthy of Zhu GuanLiang. If he wants to hate him, should it be enough for him to lose his life? Maybe it's not enough. He tried so hard to save her at the beginning, and then he died. How did he waste all his efforts. It's just that. Anyway, she will die at that time. She doesn't know whether she hates her or not. How can I have a bowl of Mengpo soup by the bridge to make the next life easier? Well, it's good to be a fish seller. I just don't know when the Yunqing brothers will come, and I'll go for a walk in the street tomorrow. She still has something to tell him before she dies. Before going to bed, she thought a lot about it, but when she was dying, she suddenly felt relaxed and couldn't support sleeping for a long time. Tonight, there are dark clouds and no stars. The moon is behind the dark clouds and the wind is strong. It's the so-called dark moon and high wind. At midnight, in the dead of night, Zhou Leping slowly opens his eyes and sees a dark shadow standing by the bed. She rubbed her eyes, identified people by the dim light of the thumb long candle burning at the head of the bed, and sat up, ”brother Yunqing, here you are.” Cloud light hands a flashing cold light dagger, gloomy sharp. She went to the table and poured two cups of tea, one for Yun Qing, the other for herself. She drank a mouthful of runrunrunhou and said, ”there's something I want to explain to you before I die. It's my last contribution to Zhao Guo