"I don't want to tell them. I just want to put it bluntly. Why do you need me to prevaricate it?"

Emperor Yongtai said to the empty hall with a helpless tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared out of thin air at the foot of the stairs. It was Yuan Jiufeng, the supervisor of Qintian Supervisor.

"Back to Your Majesty, I don't want to talk to that Yin Pifu."

Yuan Jiufeng said bluntly.

"..."

Emperor Yongtai was speechless and asked again: "Should we send a few blood-clothed guards to follow us secretly?"

The folk customs in the North are strong and fierce. Many people are farmers in good years, but become bandits in drought years.

Not to mention, there were blood-clad guards who discovered traces of evil spirits in the Northland last year.

The safety level is far less than in the south.

Su Ping went on the road alone. If something happened to him, he might not be able to come back.

"If His Majesty lets someone follow him, then his trip to the North will be meaningless."

Yuan Jiufeng explained.

have to.

Is it still the old saying? My great fortune will affect Su Ping's path...

Suddenly, Emperor Yongtai lost the mood to continue talking to this old guy, flicked his sleeves, and returned to the harem.

Within the Gongyuan, all officials performed their duties and began to screen candidates' test papers layer by layer.
Chapter completed!