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Xiliu sat slumped on the chair, looking bored, picked up her dip pen and twirled around, and suddenly remembered the so-called 'astrologer' that Yingshan said: "Since...the spiritual army standing in the palace...then The astrologer should be in the palace." Xiliu thought for a while and called a few palace maids.

After bowing to each other, the court lady looked at Xiliu's evil look and was a little apprehensive. She was afraid that this strange person with a big brain would say something outrageous. Sure enough, Xiliu asked a taboo topic in the palace: "Astrologer Do sisters know?"

The palace lady's face changed, and everything became gloomy. Xiliu squinted her eyes and grasped this point, somewhat knowing in her heart: "Yes, I stepped on a landmine." '

"Master Xiliu, I've never... heard of it." The maid's sister's answer is not surprising to Xiliu. From their even more reluctant faces, Xiliu smiled and nodded. Nodding, he didn't say anything to let the maids go out.

'If you say no, you won't. Then your Uncle Liu's reputation will be ruined. Xiliu thought to herself, got up and prepared to go to the place where the gossip is collected, and the place where the gossip is collected is naturally the imperial dining room.

Xiliu walked swaggeringly in the imperial city, wishing to put a towering mark on her head, writing: 'The Emperor's Beloved. 'So that he can find out more information in this land even more domineeringly.

Xiliu pushed open the door of the imperial dining room, and when she saw her father-in-law turning her head to look at her in surprise and dropping the teacup in her hand, Xiliu knew that this kitchen loved him deeply.

Too bad... the people in the kitchen didn't love him.

"Xixixixixixixi..."

"The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, so you don't need to be too polite." Xiliu walked forward and grabbed the finger that the manager's father-in-law was pointing at her, and patted him on the shoulder with a charming smile and asked, "What delicious food can you make for me tonight?"

The father-in-law still didn't react, and said a little at a loss: "Oh... what kind of wind brought you here."

"The wind of righteousness of the emperor blows me into the imperial dining room. By the way... inquire about something." Xiliu smiled and hooked her father-in-law and took him to the spice room, because the father-in-law in charge has been here for an extremely long time, so it is uncertain Know something insider or something.

Sitting on the table, Xiliu took out a white jadeite from his bosom to play with birds, then stuffed it into his hand and asked flatteringly: "Elder-in-law has been in this palace for a long time~ I'm afraid it was the first emperor and the emperor. It's all served by you kindly, you...you must know the dishes and types they like most." Xiliu felt that she was smiling humbly and docilely, but now she looks like a fox in the eyes of outsiders.

The father-in-law didn't know what he was up to, so he retorted: "Master Xiliu wants to know the emperor's favorite dishes, I can understand it, but... the first emperor... I'm afraid it has nothing to do with you." The father-in-law raised his eyebrows I think I got it right.

But seeing Xiliu waved his hands and let out a long sigh, he lamented: "The emperor said that in order to govern the world, the inner house needs to be stable first, and taking care of parents is the first priority. One hundred virtues and filial piety are the first~"

What Xiliu said was purely made up by himself. Did the emperor say that he didn't know at all, but he felt very good about himself.

The father-in-law stared at Xiliu in surprise, and asked weakly after a while, "So...?"

Xiliu looked at her father-in-law proudly, then turned around and said a preface, knocked her head and smiled, "No... this time to pay homage to the ancestors, I wanted to make some food that the emperor loved to eat. "

"Old minister...why don't you know about the matter of worshiping the ancestors..." The father-in-law's face was full of distrust, but he looked at Xiliu's harmless appearance, and he didn't know what to do. What if the emperor was on the bed... If you say it, don't you want to be fed a mouthful of dog food?

Xiliu touched the bridge of her nose amusedly, then looked at her father-in-law with a strange expression that you don't even know and said, "This kind of private matter ~ father-in-law don't ask about it." She retracted the hypocrisy of hooking her father-in-law He covered his blushing face.

Well, I was guessed by my father-in-law. It was indeed a private whisper that failed to communicate with the public in the imperial city.

But Xiliu also began to feel that it was good for her to be shameless and skinless, she let go of her previous temperament of being a black boss and doing one thing, and imitated Xiaojia Biyu's shyness, and said everything in minutes.

The father-in-law nodded and took Xiliu to the envoy's office. He wanted to kick this bad ball to others, so he recommended the narrator to him: "This is the narrator in the imperial city, Mr. Huang. The book records the late emperor's preferences in detail, you can refer to it."

"Oh." Xiliu narrowed her eyes, her slender eyelashes intertwined, and looked at Gonggongdao reproachfully, "So Father-in-law wants to throw me to Mr. Huang."

"No no no! How dare you! The old minister is old, and this record is really inaccurate. If you say something wrong and offend the late emperor, you will also be charged with a crime." The father-in-law shook his head and waved his hands, his heart beating faster, afraid that Xiliu would notice a clue.

Xiliu suddenly showed a smile and nodded to him, "Okay, thank you father-in-law, I have to accompany you for a while." Classics? !

"Where is it? It's a matter of business if I can help you. The old minister will leave first." The father-in-law turned around and left the plague god quickly, lest he come to blow up his kitchen again.

Watching her father-in-law leave, Xiliu turned around to look at Mrs. Huang, who was in full bloom, with malicious intentions. After bowing, Xiliu said, "Master Huang~"

Mr. Huang still looked at Xiliu with a smile on his face. He looked very much like Xiao Miller who was enshrined at home, with a fat head and big ears, and double chin. If he was not moving, Xiliu would probably have to invest money to make a wish.

Master Huang took out six thick booklets from the side and threw them in front of Xiliu, then bowed and said, "Master Xiliu can refer to the records of the late emperor's life."

"All of them?" Xiliu was a little surprised, this wave of benefits came too fast, as if someone had paved the way for him and told Master Huang in advance that he wanted to check the late emperor.

Master Huang still nodded with a smile and said, "All of them."

Xiliu reached out to touch the classics, and then raised her head to look carefully at Master Huang, only to realize that his smile was too unnatural, as if someone had pulled the corner of his mouth and stuck it with 502 glue.

Xiliu shuddered and asked again: "Can I... take it back to see?"

"Master Xiliu, please." Master Huang still had the same smile. Xiliu picked up the book and accidentally touched his hand, which was extremely cold. This kind of hand feeling complemented the hand feeling after her mother passed away.

Xiliu stared at Master Huang with wide eyes, and Master Huang still looked at Xiliu with a smile on his face. Xiliu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bowed and ran away quickly.

After running into the sun, he still turned his head to look at the classics library. The house buried in the shadows seemed lifeless, but Mr. Huang was still standing inside, looking at Xiliu with that creepy smile. .

There was a chill on Xiliu's back, and she turned her head and ran towards Liuxu Palace, but she didn't know that a man appeared beside Master Huang, pulled off his neck, took off his head, put it in his hand and watched Xiliu go away With a cold smile on his back.

Back in Liuxu Palace, Xiliu locked herself in the room, and then she looked back and couldn't help reaching out to stroke her arms: "Is he... a dead person?"

Everyone has the so-called curiosity, and so does Xiliu. He poked his head out and asked the maid who was tidying the clothes at the door: "Master Huang from the Classics Library...does my sister know?"

The palace maid thought for a while and then bowed and replied: "Master Huang came quickly and was stern and selfless. He never talked about his own affairs, but only knew to guard the books in the classics library as if they were family treasures."

'Impartial?Who is that laughing Maitreya Buddha? Xiliu nodded and thanked the maid and went back to the room, touched the classics, sat down and began to flip through quickly, he wanted to find some clues of the spiritual army before the annoying emperor came, even a little bit would be fine .

The first emperor's introduction took up more than half of it, and after that, it was just ordinary things, and there was nothing meaningful.

Xiliu flipped through it quickly until she pointed at a person's name: Xuan Peilan

"Xuan Peilan..." Faced with this strange name, Xiliu felt a pain in her heart. This should be her father, but the following sentence: "It's better to trust it absolutely." 'It caused Xiliu to be confused for a while.

Judging from the records in the book, the late emperor's trust in General Xuan did not happen overnight, but for a long time, so why would he be convicted of treason?What the hell happened in between.

After quickly flipping through the four classics, I saw that the first emperor killed General Xuan with his own sword. How much hatred was there to be able to cut off his past with his own hands.

Xiliu closed the book and frowned. When she was about to open the fifth book, she heard the voice of her father-in-law announcing 'the emperor is coming', and hurriedly hid the book behind the huge vase by the door.

"Hiding what?" The emperor's voice appeared at the door, Xiliu turned around and gave him an annoyed look, then picked up her dip pen and said, "The pen has dropped, pick it up."

"Oh." The emperor walked to the table and looked at what he had drawn on the paper, frowning, "This is?"

"Ah ~ a new dim sum idea." Xiliu walked to the table and looked at the galaxy he drew very calmly. Anyway, there must not be any twelve constellations at that time, and Xiliu was also very calm. No matter how he asked, he had already thought about it. Good countermeasures.

But that lily of the valley was what the emperor saw. The emperor narrowed his eyes and pointed at the lily of the valley and asked, "Is Shadow Mountain... in your place?"

"Huh? Didn't you want him?" Xiliu raised her head with a puzzled expression, and the emperor's expression was also very surprised. Surely there was something wrong?

Xiliu decided to get rid of this layer of skin, so she asked him to sit down and asked him seriously: "I asked Yingshan, and he said that he only runs errands for you on weekdays, and doesn't do other things."

The emperor frowned and said: "He was originally the emperor's forbidden army. After being dismissed, he came to me with the astrologer's letter. Why didn't I want him to say that?"

"Eh...he said it himself, saying that you don't want to use him. Wait...Forbidden Army?" Xiliu pointed in the direction of Manwangfu with a pen, but her eyes were fixed on the emperor seriously, because the name of astrologer has so far been He heard the second person speak.

"Yes, after all, he is a man of the late emperor, so I always need to be on guard, not to mention the astrologer, who doesn't know what is buried in his gourd." Speaking of this, the emperor frowned.

"Who is the astrologer? Are you afraid of him? What kind of edict? Why don't you call him the Forbidden Army?" Xiliu held the pen tightly and approached the emperor step by step.

Seeing Xiliu's serious expression, the emperor raised an eyebrow, which was a little funny: "Why, I've never seen you care so much about someone before." After speaking, he touched Xiliu's cheek.

Xiliu turned her head to the side and said angrily: "I suspect..." Xiliu paused, should he tell him, should he tell him, although the emperor loves her, but this matter of killing his mother...

"What doubts." The emperor's expression interrupted his thoughts, Xiliu raised his head and looked at the emperor seriously, this earnestness and persistence could not help but arouse the emperor's thoughts in the past.

'This look is as serious and persistent as when you knelt in front of me and begged me to save Prince Man. '

Xiliu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily. He was always proud and complacent, but his self-esteem was nothing compared to the truth of his mother's death.

Xiliu raised her head and said seriously: "Everything is just my guess. Yingshan said they are called Lingjun, and their formation was done by the astrologers, but my mother... no, my father and the late emperor were not friends for a day, how can I die?" Just die!" Xiliu knew very well that what he wanted to know was his mother's problem, but in the current era, the whole world knows that his mother died of a disease, so he can only use his father as a substitute.

"What! This is the first time I've heard of it." The emperor looked in disbelief, "When Yingshan found me, the astrologer only recommended: 'This person can be used, I hope to keep it.'"

"So you suspect that Yingshan is used by astrology to monitor you, so...you just let him run errands." Xiliu propped his face, and his head hurt a little from knocking a little hard just now.

The emperor did not deny it, but frowned and nodded slightly.

Seeing the emperor's expression, Xiliu sat on her knees, and suddenly said indifferently: "So Yingshan went to my place...not because you despise him, but...the object of supervision...became me..."

Xiliu suddenly felt that the surrounding air was freezing cold, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and a feeling called horror permeated all the cells in his body.

"Why...why should he supervise you?" The emperor looked at Xiliu rubbing his arms in some confusion.

Xiliu smiled coldly and said, "Maybe I look good..."

How could the emperor believe this answer, he sneered and said: "On this point, I don't believe it."

"Are you trying to say that I am nothing special?" Xiliu looked angrily at the emperor shaking his head with a smile, feeling very upset, "So where is the astrologer now? Who is he?"

The emperor touched his chin with his hand, and said slowly: "What does the astrologer look like... I don't know, but he lives in the northernmost tower of the palace all year round. I want to meet him, but the tower doesn't have a single door, and I don't know how he can get in and out."

"What the hell does he still think of him as Rapunzel?" Xiliu curled her lips angrily, feeling a little numbness in her legs, so she stood up and sat on the chair by herself, not paying attention to the emperor's face. See the faces of rare animals.

Xiliu rubbed her legs and thought, as long as she squats under the tower, she can't believe that she can't catch him, but it's hard to say for a day or two, if it lasts for a long time, her identity will inevitably be inappropriate.

Xiliu raised her eyes and looked at the emperor, who was looking at the so-called galaxy he painted with great interest.

'If... I am also an official, wouldn't it be much more convenient to get in and out?No need to gossip, just enter and exit the palace in a fair and bright manner! Xiliu suddenly laughed treacherously, he got up and walked to the emperor, pouted and asked solemnly: "Your Majesty, do you want to see me often?"

The emperor raised his head and met his serious eyes, feeling that Xiliu had found out his conscience, so he nodded and smiled quickly: "Yes."

"Then~ you can also give me an official position! Not only will you be able to see me often in an upright manner, but my prince will not feel that I am doing something unspeakable with you, killing two birds with one stone." Xiliu smiled in the spring breeze Splendid, but I have already thought of 100 ways to squat to guard the astrologer.