The villain and the powerful official secretly read the diary and broke my plot every day

"The Liu family army will be leaving Beijing in a while. Now that we have winter supplies, General Liu should be relieved, right?"

Emperor Jianping stopped looking at Meng Xiang and turned his head to the seats of the generals. The man sitting at the head of the generals looked to be in his forties, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a stern temperament. The man had a black beard and looked like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

This person is Liu Qizhan, the former commander of the Liu family army and the father of Liu Ruyue and Liu Cheng'an.

Three years ago, Liu Qizhan was injured in a border battle and retreated to the second line, returning to Beijing to recuperate. The Liu Family Army in his hands was naturally handed over to Liu Cheng'an.

At that time, Emperor Jianping had just ascended the throne, people's hearts were unstable, and there were few useful people in the court, so he had no way to take the opportunity to take back the military power. He could only watch the Liu family army inherit his father's business.

In the following three years, Liu Cheng'an fought in the frontier and made countless military achievements. He was called the "Little God of War" and won the hearts of the people. Emperor Jianping no longer dared to attack the Liu family army easily.

**

"With Your Majesty here, I feel at ease."

Facing Emperor Jianping, Liu Qizhan was very respectful. Moreover, he had lived in seclusion in the capital for the past three years and rarely participated in state affairs.

It can be said that among all the aristocratic families in the capital, the Liu family is the most low-key.

Unfortunately, the Liu family holds the military power, and other families dare not look down on them.

The dinner in the palace went very smoothly. Many officials got drunk. They had to be drunk because they felt very miserable.

Only Gu Yanqing was sitting in the first seat among the civil officials, drinking tea silently.

The seat next to him had been empty for a long time, because Qin Mao was old and could not stay up late, so he had left early. His Majesty was still particularly tolerant of this old Prime Minister Qin.

"Gu Xiang."

At some point, Meng Xiang, reeking of alcohol, had come to Gu Yanqing and sat down next to him without any hesitation.

"On such a happy day, why is Prime Minister Gu still drinking tea?"

Meng Xiang smiled, his eyes fixed on Gu Yanqing's face.

"So Lord Meng is also very happy today?" Gu Yanqing put down the teacup and glanced at Meng Xiang with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Meng Xiang's face darkened. He had guessed that all this was Gu Yanqing's doing, although he didn't know how he did it...

But this time, he won.

"Happy, why shouldn't I be happy? Minister Gu, aren't you happy?" Meng Xiang picked up the empty wine glass beside him and poured a glass of wine directly for Gu Yanqing: "Minister Gu, don't you want to have a drink?"

Gu Yanqing took the wine glass, raised it up and sniffed it, then squinted his eyes slightly and sighed: "Good wine, Your Majesty is really willing to spend money. Unfortunately, I'm full of tea tonight and can't drink any more."

As he spoke, Gu Yanqing put the glass of wine back, his eyes fell on Meng Xiang's face again, and he slowly said: "Minister Meng, if there is a chance in the future, I will personally treat you to a drink."

"Okay, I'll wait." Meng Xiang picked up his wine glass and left indifferently.

Gu Yanqing curled the corners of his lips——

Meng Xiang, I won't keep you waiting too long.

The palace banquet lasted until late at night, when the heavy rain had long stopped.

Fortunately, there is no early court session tomorrow, so these court officials can sleep soundly for a few hours after returning home tonight.

Of course, some people may be too anxious to sleep.

The imperial city was silent late at night.

Emperor Jianping returned to his bedroom, but his face did not show much joy. Compared with his smiling face at the banquet, Emperor Jianping with a cold face at this moment seemed more real.

"Tan'er."

Emperor Jianping called out softly, and a pretty figure came gracefully, like a butterfly, and landed gently beside Emperor Jianping.

"Your Majesty, how much have you drunk?"

Bai Tan'er frowned with some disgust because Emperor Jianping reeked of alcohol.

"I... am happy today."

Emperor Jianping smiled, then, without caring about his appearance, sat down on the ground, supporting himself with his hands. He raised his chin slightly, stared at Bai Tan'er beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Tan'er, do you think there are gods in this world who can predict the future?"

immortal?

Bai Tan'er was stunned for a moment, then looked at Emperor Jianping in surprise and exclaimed, "Zhou Chen, are you crazy? Do you also want to imitate those tyrants and make elixirs for immortality?"

There is no magic pill in this world, and no one can live forever. Those alchemists are all liars.

There was some worry in Bai Tan'er's eyes, because back then... the late emperor was killed by those alchemists.

"A tyrant? You are dead. How dare you call your father a tyrant?" Emperor Jianping stared at Bai Tan'er's little face.

Bai Tan'er's face turned pale, and she subconsciously denied it: "I, I didn't, Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense."

"Look how scared you are. Where is the fearless Bai Tan'er gone?" Emperor Jianping said as he suddenly raised his hand and pulled Bai Tan'er to his side, letting her sit next to him.

"In this world, the only person I can trust is you."

Emperor Jianping spoke in a complicated voice.

"Isn't there still Prime Minister Gu?" Bai Tan'er muttered casually.

Isn’t Prime Minister Gu the person Your Majesty trusts the most?

Gu Yanqing.

A strange look flashed in Emperor Jianping's eyes.

He believed that Gu Yanqing must have concealed something——

Weather, astrology, and divine thunder from the sky—perhaps someone can really predict them.

However, being able to accurately know the day when the divine thunder will fall and even where it will fall is somewhat unbelievable.

Not only did Gu Yanqing know that there would be a divine thunder from the sky, he even bribed the people from Guangmao Trading Company in advance.

Emperor Jianping unconsciously recalled what Gu Yanqing said that day. He said that he met a divine man on the boat, who told him that his luck was about to end and that... a general would enter Ziwei.

Emperor Jianping didn't believe that Gu Yanqing would say meaningless words.

There must be a deeper meaning behind his words.

Who exactly is this so-called star general he is talking about?

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will take root and sprout in people's hearts, and eventually grow into towering trees.

**

Outside the imperial city, the Gu Mansion's carriage left leisurely. Gu Yanqing sat in the carriage and casually lifted the curtain. His deep eyes were fixed on the carriage of the Liu Mansion not far away.

Liu Qizhan was in that carriage.

Liu Family Army.

A mocking arc flashed across Gu Yanqing's lips. After today, given Emperor Jianping's personality, he should be even more wary of the Liu family army, right?

**

After a heavy rain, the sun was exceptionally bright.

Jiang Jiang sat on the top floor of Yanlou, watching the new actors of their Yanlou Grand Theater doing the final rehearsal before the opening, with a bright smile on her face.

I have to say that the average appearance of people in this world is really high. It is worthy of being a world of female novels. It is a world where looks matter!

The people Huang E'er selected were younger and more beautiful than each other.

"Are they nice to look at?"

Li Pingan sat next to Jiang Jiang and handed her a piece of fruit as usual while talking.