Chapter 203 Why Don't Ladies Say a Word?

Imperial Palace, Imperial Garden.

Dressed in a topaz colored private suit and wearing a square hat, the emperor Dacheng looked up to the sky with his hands on his back.

The scorching sun was high in the sky. It was late June of Dacheng, and Li Tong, Qinghe, who had made a mess, had not finished handling it. He was not relieved. The mission that went to Chuanzhong for election was burned again.

All kinds of things come one after another,

Even Situ Jun, who had just left Chang'an Mansion, was beaten back on the way. If not for the protection of the imperial guard, Situjun would have been killed on the spot.

It seems that there is a pair of big hands in the dark to prevent the imperial court from recovering lost territory and nirvana