Willing To Be a Minister For the Princess Dress

"What do you mean is that there are still a group of people who call themselves the Revival Society, whose purpose is to revive the previous dynasty?"

"The previous dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years. Is Patriarch Yu definitely kidding me?"

Zhao Qin's tone was suspicious, and Patriarch Yu, for fear that she would not believe in herself, hurriedly poured out everything she knew.

"His Royal Highness, although the minister learned this news by accident, the minister promised that it is absolutely true. The minister would never dare to deceive His Highness even the slightest bit."

Zhao Qin didn't pay much attention to the descendants of the former dynasty.

Descendants of the former dynasty? Too much to go.

When Tai/zu forced the palace, he killed a group of descendants of the former dynasty and shut down a group. The remaining people were frightened by means, so they were honest and did not dare to make trouble. Tai/zu did not kill these frightened birds. It’s also troublesome to kill. The royal family is no better than ordinary people. Except for some of the more unfortunate royal families, whose offspring are difficult to give birth to children, most of the royal families open their branches and leaves very quickly. When encountering a country with a long dynasty, go out. It is possible to bump into a royal clan in both steps.

But no matter how strong the bloodline of the previous dynasty is, it has nothing to do with the present. Hundreds of years have passed, and those descendants of the former dynasty, I am afraid that they have such a glorious experience in their ancestors.

Zhao Qin is more interested in the revival meeting.

"Tell me about the revival meeting you know."

"The minister is also told by hearsay, if there is any omission or error, please forgive your highness."

"Forgive you for not guilty, let's talk."

Zhao Qin gave indifferently.

At the moment, the country of Zhao is still peaceful, making friends with neighboring countries, and the domestic power is in a relatively balanced state, and there are not too many disturbances. But unlike the stability that most people imagine, civil rebellion is actually very common and frequent.

The courageous, pulling a dozen or twenty courageous people, went up the mountain to become the king, and the courageous would dare to call the emperor at home. The reasons for these rebellion were more than the following: it was not the local officials who forced the people to rebel. It's just that people don't have a chance to live in the disaster years, or the pure desire for power goes crazy.

Generally speaking, the imperial court with a large number of people will suppress the bandits, and the few with a small number of people will be able to catch people as soon as possible. Basically, they can't make any waves. Since Zhao Qin has taken over the Xiuchundao, he has to deal with no less than ten per year. Pile of the people's rebellion.

But it was the first time that it was able to become a meeting, even if it had something to do with such a behemoth as Shun Xin Ruyi, but it was the first time that it appeared in front of Zhao Qin.

"The Fuxing Society was an organization that emerged from the people ten years ago, and its name was the Pre-Renaissance..."

A brief introduction to the ins and outs of the revival meeting, Patriarch Yu glanced at Zhao Qin's face and saw that she was not impatient, and said boldly: "The minister has a few guesses..."

It's a guess, but it's actually some inferences made by Patriarch Yu based on the actual situation.

"The minister has met the president and vice president of the Revival Society. The president has the same appearance as a native of the Central Plains, and his accent is similar to that of a southerner, but the vice president makes the minister feel very strange."

"Why is it strange?"

"When he was young, he traveled north and south, and he also went to many places. Although the vice president of the Revival Society was tall and powerful, he looked very similar to the Japanese warriors in the east that the minister had ever met. There is a faint feeling of the Japanese people."

Zhao Qin squinted his eyes and said, "You mean, in a small place in the country, you dare to covet my Yangtze Central Plains?"

Patriarch Yu hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, don't underestimate the heart of such a villain!"

Fearing that the information he gave would not be taken seriously, Patriarch Yu said something like "I have a lot of resources in the country of Zhao, and I have been coveted for a long time" and "I am very ambitious".

"By the way, Your Highness, I still have one thought I don't know if I should say something wrong."

"Just say what you want." Zhao Qin waved his hand impatiently, almost rolling his eyes.

"The Revival will collect the descendants of the former dynasty, and the female descendants are especially valued. It will definitely not let the Fan Canghai family in Yuhang be spared. In the opinion of the ministers, your Royal Highness can let people watch Fan Canghai's family and wait for the rabbits. Sooner or later, the Revival will directly hit Come up..."

Zhao Qin looked at him with a subtle expression, "Don’t you know that Fan Canghai’s family has been wiped out? There is only one daughter left. She entered Ruyi Lou without her memory, and was bought by someone, or embroidered a spring knife. Rescued by the people..."

"This...this?" The astonishment on Patriarch Yu's face did not seem to be false. He saw that Zhao Qin was not joking, and then knelt down in panic. What do you mean."

Zhao Qin gets bored and loyal when he sees his pretentiousness. What kind of loyalty is there?

She is not rare to be loyal to this group of people.

She just wants them to be useful.

"The only daughter of the Fan family, I have sent someone back to Yuhang, what else do you have to say about the revival meeting?"

Patriarch Yu showed horror and said, "His Royal Highness, it is absolutely impossible. The only daughter of the Fan family is the parent and child of the last emperor of the former dynasty. It is completely different from other bloodlines. The revival will definitely win her. His Royal Highness will give her away. Going back to Yuhang is directly delivered to the hands of the Revival Society!"

Zhao Qin frowned and sat up.

"Are you sure that the Fuxing Society will do something against the only daughter of the Fan family?"

"The minister used the minister's head as security. The minister heard it with his own ears. The vice president called the only daughter of the Fan family a saint, and said that he would welcome the saint back to the meeting."

After asking a few more questions, Zhao Qin waved his hand when he saw that Patriarch Yu couldn't squeeze the oil out of his body.

After waiting for others to leave, she sat in her place, her face a bit gloomy.

She is not surprised that the family surnamed Yu knows so much news. For the patriarchs of these small families, if they were not clever enough and had not enough cards in their hands, they would have been swallowed by other families a long time ago, and they would be able to lead the family to the present. They are all capable people...

The revival meeting is like the mud brought out when pulling out the radish. Before that, Zhao Qin had not received the slightest news. It can be seen how deep this force hides and how well the pretense is, if not monstrous. Ambition, how can this be done?

She is not too worried about the rule of the royal family. The family’s hearts are not so united. Some people are willing to cooperate with the Fuxing Society, but there are certainly others who are unwilling. They will not easily help other forces to overthrow the state of Zhao before they come up with a unified opinion. The imperial court, after all, for most people, only a stable area can get greater benefits.

What she worries about... is the ups and downs.

If the Renaissance Society really has the power to win Fan You, will the ups and downs of sending Fan You back collide with the people of the Renaissance Society?

…

Xu didn't think about being poisoned. The kitchen of the prefect of Yuhang was not closely guarded.

The trouble is that there are always fire watchers in the kitchen, and it is not easy to get in without a trace.

In a while, it's dinner time, when there are more people in the kitchen, and it will be more difficult to get in.

Shenfu looked out the window for a while, curled his fingers, and hit a small stone on the neck of the young man who was watching the fire.

She grasped the strength just right, watching Huo Xiaosi only felt a pain in her neck and tilted her body, and suddenly fell on the pile of firewood next to her.

Only then did Shenfu open the door openly and walk in, and walked straight to the place where the seasoning was put. The Xiuchun knife was produced. It is said to be a powerful laxative that is airless and tasteless. Add a little bit to each seasoning jar and use a spoon. Stir quickly and evenly so that no matter which dish you eat, you will not escape the damage of laxatives.

When she left, she glanced at the burning stove, and watched the fireman with her eyes closed. She swept her eyes over the firewood, and finally landed on a bamboo joint sealed at both ends, and walked over and bent over. Picked it up.

The bamboo knot was yellow. She weighed it a few times. It was a little heavy, and there was still some water vapor in it. I don’t know who chopped the firewood carelessly... As soon as the sinking hand lifted the bamboo knot, it drew a beautiful parabola in the air and threw it. Into the burning stove.

She opened the door, walked out, and closed the door with her backhand.

Dressed up as a rude messenger, she deliberately painted a yellow face and didn't attract the least attention.

Someone may have seen her, but with a faint glance, they withdrew their gaze.

There are too many people coming and going in the house, and too much curiosity is not a good thing.

In the kitchen, the flames licked the bamboo joints, and the cylindrical objects gradually began to expand.

The little servant fell on the firewood, fell asleep and smashed his mouth, as if in his dream he had eaten the delicacies that he could smell every day.

boom-

A violent explosion/exploding sound awakened the young man who was dreaming.

He sat up with a brush, saw the burning stove fire, and instantly returned to reality.

"Hey..." He sighed, resignedly stretched out the iron tongs, fiddled with the stove fire to be extinguished, and clamped two pieces of wood in.

I don't know when this day... when is he tall.

It would be great if he could really eat a bite of meat... It's a pity that he is just a little servant who burns on the fire and can't even get on the stove.

…

For people in the revival society, tonight is a good day.

The arrest of Fan You obviously made these people very happy. The prefect ordered a big banquet in the mansion. A group of people celebrated with their crowns. The sound of silk and bamboo and the sound of drinking and drinking hovered over the mansion just as the night fell over the earth.

Fan You slept and saw the door was pushed open, and a 15-year-old girl came in.

Seeing Fan You's eyes, she was startled, and the dinner plate she was holding shook, spilling a few drops of soup.

"Auntie, girl, the adults asked me to bring you the meal, I will help you take the veil in your mouth, feed you, don't disturb." She put the dinner plate aside, and walked over boldly. Pull out the white cloth from Fan You's mouth.

"Bah, baah." Fan You spit out a few mouthfuls, her throat was terribly dry, raised her head and said to her: "I want to drink water."

The girl poured a cup of tea and fed it to her mouth.

After drinking several sips in a row, Fan You slowly came over. She said to the girl: "What do you want to do if you arrest me?"

"This...I don't know the specifics, but don't worry, girl, adults won't hurt you."

"It won't hurt?" Fan You looked down at the rope tied to her body. "You call it won't hurt? If you really invited me to be a guest, how about you help me untie the rope first?"

The girl shook her head and said docilely: "No, the adults have repeatedly confessed that you can't untie your rope, you still don't move, I will feed you dinner, people are iron rice or steel, no matter what you are thinking, or It’s important to eat."

Fan You suddenly stared at her and said, "Are you not from Zhao Guo?"

The girl was taken aback, then nodded respectfully and said: "I am indeed not from the country of Zhao, I came out with an adult."

While talking, she had already picked up the bowl and chopsticks, took the food to Fan You's mouth.

The sky is big and the food is the biggest. People don’t need to have trouble with themselves... Fan You was about to open his mouth, and suddenly said vigilantly: "You eat first."

As if she had already guessed that she would say this, the girl prepared two bowls and chopsticks. In front of Fan You’s face, she hurried half of the food into a bowl, and said to Fan You as she rushed: "It just happened that I didn’t. Eat, then I’ll eat first and then come to feed you."

With that said, she ate it generously in front of Fan You.

Fan You groaned in her belly, and the girl cast a funny look, "Girl, otherwise I will feed you first?"

Fan You's face didn't turn red, and said, "You eat first, and then talk about it after you finish. What if this poison doesn't happen right away?"

"How could it be..." As soon as the girl finished her voice, she frowned suddenly, revealing an expression of pain.

Fan You was taken aback, thinking she was right, she saw the girl helplessly said to her: "Girl don't worry, I should have eaten my stomach, and now I feel a little sick in my stomach... I'll go and make it easier. I will let another maid come and feed you."

After speaking, she left in a hurry.

Forefoot, she closed the door.

On the back foot, a black figure fell from the beam of the room and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

The blood spread on the level ground.

Fan You's pupils tightened.

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