The Golden Age Chapter 670: Eunuchs

The grandson Meier lowered her head, not daring to say anything.

She is icy and smart. Of course, she knows that what the saint is worried about is not the life and death of Princess Musk Moon, but that after Musk Moon falls into the hands of the Jiangnan family, the Jiangnan family will play the banner of Musk Moon.

Musk Moon is not an ordinary courtier, but the biological daughter of the saint.

Such a relationship, even the grandson Meier did not dare to get involved.

General Manager Wei Wuya is adding kerosene to the lamp post.

Although Wei Wuya is the chief **** in the palace, he is even more trusted by the saint than the eldest Sun Meier, but this old chief has always been very low-key. The sixteen in the palace knows the existence of the old chief, but he really sees it In fact, there are not too many people in charge of the bosses, and the bosses rarely take care of the affairs of the palace on weekdays, but leave many things in the palace to the sixteen supervisors to take care of them.

Nothing is more important to the chief executive than to wait on the side of a saint.

The boss is very low-key, low-key even makes people ignore his existence.

You can hardly see his shadow when he shouldn’t show up, but when you need him to show up, he will definitely be by the saint’s side. This kind of heat is actually hard to grasp, if it’s not for the saint’s temperament. Ordinary understanding, it is difficult to do this.

Even the eldest grandson Meier, she may not be able to do all the tricks.

But CEO Wei Wuya can.

Seeing Wei Wuya crouched and standing next to the lamp post to add lamp oil, the saint frowned, and said in a bad mood: "You Ziyi Prison is also a group of wine and rice bags. There is such a big thing in Jiangnan, I didn't notice it beforehand. What's the use of raising those people."

The saint reprimanded, any courtier would be terrified when he heard it, and would inevitably kneel down to plead guilty.

But Wei Wuya didn't hear it. He only waited until the lamp oil was added, then put down the oil lamp, turned around, and smiled: "The old slave is incompetent, and the crime deserves death."

"Damn it." The saint glared at Wei Wuya angrily: "You watched her grow up, and now she is in the hands of the rebels, don't you worry?"

Wei Wuya smiled slightly and said: "What the official said is not wrong. The princess is so clever. The Jiangnan family may not have the ability to hold her. Suzhou City raised the anti-flag and played the banner of the Queen Mother's Association. Did not play the banner of princess."

"Maybe it's just for the time being to gather the rebels under the banner of the Queen Mother's Association, and it is not yet the time to play the banner of Musk Moon." The saint said lightly.

Wei Wuya nodded: "Perhaps." After thinking for a while, he finally said: "The old slave went to Jiangnan to help the saint but was worried."

"Are you going to Jiangnan?" The saint frowned.

Wei Wuya bowed: "If the old slave goes to Jiangnan, no matter where the princess is, the old slave will bring her back to Kyoto unscathed." After a pause, he glanced at the grandson Meier and said with a smile:" The servants are also tired, so the old slaves will serve the saints."

He has no unnecessary nonsense, but the meaning of the words is obvious.

The eldest grandson Meier certainly heard what Wei Wuya said. Although the position of the boss in the palace is unparalleled, and the position in the heart of the saint must be much higher than that of herself, but the boss is so euphemistic that he retreats , But it is extremely rare.

In other words, the boss must have something to say to the saint next, and these words do not want to be known to the eldest grandson sheguan, whom the saint regards as his confidant.

The eldest grandson Mei'er did not immediately retreat, but looked at the saint, and when she saw the saint nodding slightly, she retreated respectfully.

Out of the imperial study room, Changsun Sheguan's expression became solemn, and he looked up at the bright moon that had already risen in a daze.

"I know that the Ziyi Supervisor has been helping these years

I looked for that thing. "The saint sighed: "Jiangnan has always been taking care of Sheyue. You don't want to cause Sheyue's troubles. For not deploying too many people in Jiangnan, I don't actually blame you. "

Wei Wuya groaned, and finally said: "The old slave is incompetent, and Luo Hui and Xiao Jianzhi were assigned to do the work separately, but they failed to do the errands. The crime deserves death."

"The sword fell in the hands of the few people in Jiangu. It is really not easy to destroy or even get it." The saint's expression is solemn: "It's just that Luo Hui didn't get anything, but it disappointed me. As for Xiao Jian. Paper, he has contributed a lot. He has found two of them over the years, and he has done his best." There is a trace of fatigue: "The two Governors of the Ziyi Supervisor have their own errands, and they have ignored Jiangnan. It is no wonder that They are also ill-considered."

Wei Wuya respectfully said: "The saint is worried that the princess will be threatened by the Jiangnan family to raise the flag. This is what the old slave is most worried about, so the old slave took the initiative to ask and go to Jiangnan."

"If you go to the south of the Yangtze River, Musk Moon will naturally return to Kyoto." The saint pondered slightly: "It's just that you are gone, what should I do in the palace?"

Wei Wuya nodded slightly: "This is what the old slave is most worried about." The originally very peaceful eyes became sharp, and he took a step closer to the saint, and said softly: "There are still a few people alive in this world, old The slave must ensure that the saint is safe and secure, and it is true that he cannot leave the palace easily."

The saint's body shook, suddenly he understood something, and looked straight at Wei Wuya: "Could it be...?"

"The old slave believes that it won't be like that, but anything can happen in this world." Wei Wuya looked solemn and calmly said.

The saint sneered and said: "Are you worried that someone wants to lure you out of the palace, and then take advantage of it?"

"Neiku was stolen to induce the princess to go to Jiangnan." Wei Wuya slowly said: "Anyone who knows this will think that the Jiangnan family might be forcing the princess to raise a flag to rebel, so as to gather more rebellions. The power of the imperial court." After a pause, his eyes were sharp and his voice was low: "And of course it is impossible for the sage to let this happen."

The sage nodded slightly: "So some people think that I will definitely avoid this situation at all costs. To bring Musk Moon back from the Jiangnan family, how many soldiers and horses I send may not be able to achieve the goal. In the end, I can only Send you a shot."

"There are very few people who know the existence of old slaves." Wei Wuya sighed: "If the princess is really taken to induce the old slaves to go to Jiangnan for rescue, it can only prove that the people behind the scenes are among those few people. One."

Wei Wuya's words may not be understood by others, but the saint naturally understands.

People in the palace know about the existence of General Wei, but there are very few people who know about another identity of General Wei.

The sage's expression became stern, and the phoenix eyes showed a stern killing intent: "Even if they stretched out their hands on my head, it seems that they don't want to live anymore." Then staring into the eyes of the chief executive, he asked: "Who among those few people would do this?"

"The old slave can't be sure." Wei Wuya said: "However, the old slave believes that if it is really as the old slave expected, and there are indeed those people behind, then sooner or later they will surface."

"Could it be the man from the east?" The saint pondered for a moment, and finally asked.

Wei Wuya thought for a while, and then said: "He suffered from the sword qi and hurt his heart. It was a blessing to be able to survive. The old slave also sent someone to inquire about him. That person has been in seclusion for many years and has not gone out. Even if he is dead, it is unknown. But even if he is alive, the old slave believes that he does not have the strength to break into the forbidden palace."

The saint's expression is even more solemn: "If it weren't for him, who would it be? Butcher, or bookworm? You said that Luo Huo had reported that the blood demon appeared outside the customs, and he was crazy. Of course he didn't have the brain to set up such a trap. ."

Wei Wuya was silent, no