C136 Zhou Wendi Handed over the City Army(2)

After Chang De left for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Fu Zhizhi heard a call from outside: "Sir Xuan Fu Sifu, see you in the Imperial Reading Room." Immediately, the door to the room was opened. Chang De stood by the door and respectfully bowed. There was a eunuch of a higher rank leading the way, heading in.

The Zhongdu Imperial Palace used to be a residence for the officials of the Imperial Court in the Lower World. Due to the fact that it was built to receive a certain emperor many years ago, it was extremely luxurious. After Emperor Zhou escaped, he faced financial difficulties. Although he wanted to expand the building, he had no money. Hence, he maintained the original appearance of the palace. Out of the nine gates of the capital, there were only three gates in the middle. It was completely incomparable to the capital.

After the two gates passed through the second winter, they were no longer able to follow. They were pointed to a house and waited. Fu Zhizhi tidied up his attire and walked in with the eunuch. Once they passed the third gate, he saw Fu Jiang kneeling with his back straight below the jade steps in the distance. One of the eunuchs beside him was determined to protect him.

"Lord Fu, there's no need to worry." When the eunuch leading the way saw Fu Tingzhi stop, he comforted him in a low voice, "The war ahead is very tight. His Majesty has not been very happy these past few days. It is only a small punishment. " Seeing Fu Ting raise his heel, he said again, "If His Majesty is truly reprimanding us, how can we meet you, Lord Fu?"

Fu Ting nodded slightly, thinking to himself that these eunuchs... "Thank you for your advice, Gonggong." He hurriedly stuffed another piece of silver over. "This is a gift to Gonggong... I'll have to trouble my disappointing brother to help me out when he leaves the Palace. "

"Of course." The eunuch took the silver and led the way with a smile on his face. He didn't say anything else. As he approached a hall, the eunuch quickly stepped forward and bowed. "It's cold today. Why did General Manager Liu personally come to welcome you?"

The eunuch who was called Steward Liu did not answer the eunuch's question. He only quickly walked up to Fu Ting and respectfully clasped his hands together. "Lord Fu." Straightening up: "Lord Fu, quickly follow this old servant. His Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

"How dare you? How dare you?" Fu Tingzhi hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him. She was extremely intelligent. When she saw Steward Liu's attitude, she thought of the previous report of defeat. She already understood a little: "Thank you, Steward Liu." However, there was no time to retreat now. Fu Ting Zhi did not leave any traces as he handed over a small bag: "I'll have to trouble Manager Liu to lead the way." At this time, he was even more regretful. Today's trip had really come in a hurry.

Indeed, just as he entered the Imperial Reading Room and shouted that he would not kneel in time, Emperor Zhou Wen stood up from behind the table and personally extended his hand to support him. "Official Fu, please dispense with the formalities. Official Fu, you have recovered from your illness for a long time. Please give him a seat."

Fu Ting cried out in his heart. What he was afraid of really came. "Thank you, Your Majesty." He took a few steps back and sat down. "This lowly subject..."

"I can see that your complexion is not bad. You must be in good health." Before he could say anything, Emperor Zhou Wen's unconcealed joyous voice drifted into his ears.... "Minister You, take a look. Count Zhong Yi's estate is indeed an outstanding talent..."

Only then did the head of the pavilion dare to raise his head to look at You, who was sitting across from him. He was the Prime Minister You. He saw that You had a depressed look on his face. Clearly, he had not recovered from being scolded by Emperor Zhou Wen earlier.

"This old official sees that Lord Fu has quite a bit of the style of Uncle Zhong Yi back then." You actually turned his head to look at Fu Ting for the first time. His gaze swept over him a few times. "His bones are indeed a little weak."

"How dare you insist that His Majesty, the Prime Minister, bear the burden?" The head of Fu Ting. He hurriedly got up and bowed, "I really don't deserve it."

Emperor Zhou Wen asked about many family affairs in sympathy and even mentioned the Empress Dowager. She said that the Empress Dowager was very concerned about Fu Ting's illness and even said that this was the end and wanted to pay her respects before receiving Fu Ting.

Just as he said this, Steward Liu came over to pass on the Empress Dowager's words. He said that he learned that the Talisman Pavilion's Returning Court had prepared a private banquet and that he would only wait to see the Emperor before calling for the person to go over.

Fu Ting sighed again, but he did not dare to express it in the slightest. "This lowly subject feels ashamed to accept it." He stood up again to thank the Empress Dowager for her graciousness.

Emperor Zhou only smiled and ordered Steward Liu to personally lead Fu Ting to the harem to receive the banquet. He did not say anything else. When Fu Ting got up, he glanced at You, and the old prime minister slightly nodded at him. Shaking his head, Fu Ting's heart finally calmed down. Fu Jiang could be considered to be saved, and the old prime minister was also fine. It was just that he had fallen into his trap.

The emperor and the empress dowager naturally had the same nostrils to vent their anger. In the banquet, the empress dowager sighed as she said, "Our emperor is the most open-minded. This, this, just allowed a rank one or five official to investigate an old case..." As she spoke, she ordered people to make cloth dishes for the Talisman Pavilion. "My good grandnephew, tell me, throughout the dynasties, how much of a discount did the emperor approve of flipping the case?"

These words rendered the Talisman Pavilion speechless and could only repeatedly say yes. The Emperor and the Emperor's mother put on a full show and threw the Talisman Pavilion's head onto the charcoal stove several times to roast. Emperor Zhou Wen only waited until the banquet was over before inviting Fu Ting Zhi to the Imperial Reading Room.

This time, there was no one else in the Imperial Reading Room. The Pavilion Leader of the Talisman Pavilion had a plan, so after kneeling, he did not get up. "This lowly subject is willing to head to the capital..."

As expected, Emperor Zhou Wen had long drawn up an Imperial Decree and ordered Steward Liu to hand it over to Fu Ting. "As expected, Minister Liu understands my heart the best." This time, he personally helped the person up and said, "Since that is the case, I will transfer ten thousand soldiers of the City Administrative Army to Fu Ting to head to the capital. I only hope that Minister Fu can drive away the barbarians. "