he'll do" Su Jinpa suddenly asked."What else can be done The clever ones simply divorced their wives. He's now safely entered the imperial examination, and even if he fails, he still has the honor of...Chapter 1122: Tiger Falls in a Peaceful Valley

Reform Plan.

Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi's hearts suddenly tightened.

They still learned this term from Zhao Xuanji.

Although they didn't know where Zhao Xuanji got the news from, they were very clear that he wouldn't joke about something so important.

"What exactly does this reform plan < >reform< >" Fu Yuzhi asked.

Zhao Xuanji said solemnly, “This old man doesn’t know the specifics. All I know is that the prince has been brewing this plan for a long time, but the details and content of the plan are unknown. What we can be sure of right now is that this plan will be unveiled soon. Don't forget, tomorrow is the first court session in a month, and something big is bound to happen.”

Zhang Biwu's face was grave as he said, "Then how do we respond"

Zhao Xuanji let out a light sigh and said, "We can only take one step at a time."

Half an hour later, Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi stood up to say goodbye.

"Gentlemen, the situation is difficult now, but it is in times of hardship that true feelings are revealed. This may not necessarily be a bad thing for people like you and me."

Zhao Xuanji sent the two to the study door and said softly, “Before, our system was huge with many people relying on us. There were all kinds of people among them, many who couldn't help us but muddied the waters, only knowing how to line their own pockets. These people are detrimental to us.”

"This time, using the East Palace's methods to eliminate all these people, although our power has been greatly affected, as long as we are still here, and the cabinet is still here, everything can be rebuilt."

"Moreover, this opportunity also allows the three of us to reflect on our shortcomings in the past and where we can improve next time. Staying low-key and avoiding the spotlight is the key to survival."

Zhang Biwu looked worried and said, "I'm afraid the East Palace won't give us a second chance."

Zhao Xuanji said confidently, "Yes, before the successful suppression of vassal states, he won't be able to kill us."

Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi were unaware of Zhao Xuanji's experiences in the Qianyuan Palace that night.

But years of cooperation had convinced them that Zhao Xuanji was not shooting blindly, he must still have a trump card up his sleeve.

"Well then, Elder, take care."

After Zhang Biwu spoke, Fu Yuzhi also followed suit and said: "Tomorrow morning at court, we shall just wait and see what the Grand Councilor does."

Zhao Xuanji calmly said, “Tomorrow at court, no matter what the Crown Prince says, you all mustn’t take a stance. This old man has his own plans.”

They looked at each other, then bowed to Zhao Xuanji simultaneously before departing.

As Zhao Xuanji watched the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, a sudden surge of heat flooded his chest. He coughed violently as if something was constricting his lungs.

Leaning on the doorpost, Zhao Xuanji coughed violently.

"Master, shall I call a physician for you"

The steward came behind Zhao Xuanji and said worriedly.

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Xuanji said: “Now, which imperial physician dares to come and see me”

These words brought a wave of sadness to the butler.

Once upon a time, Zhao Mansion was a place of great splendor. Officials from all over the empire vied for an opportunity to enter its gates. The queue of those who came bearing gifts stretched from dawn till dusk and even then they might not be able to deliver their presents.

And now, these few days besides Zhang and Fu just now, no one else has come.

"It's an old problem, just need a short break."

After taking a moment to compose himself, Zhao Xuanji said, “On my desk there is a letter already written. You take it and have your most trusted confidante send it as quickly as possible outside the Moonlit Gate, into the hands of the Liao army.”t his mercy, like fish on a chopping board. Who knows what fate awaits our tribe”Zhao Tailai let out a light sigh. The grotesque scar on his face seemed to soften by two points as he spoke, "This is t...