Quickly wear "I am the empress"

At the end of the fifth year of Huangyou, Zhao Zhen changed the reign title to Xuanzhi.

At the same time, all the ministers who were guilty of deceiving the emperor were dismissed from their posts because it was discovered that someone in their family had committed a crime.

Zhao Zhen handed the information found by the Imperial City Bureau to Bao Zheng in front of all the officials and asked him to judge the crimes of these ministers.

At the beginning of the second year, news came from the Yan Mansion that Yan Shu was dying.

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Zhen was in a trance for a moment, left his government affairs behind and went to Yan Mansion.

Besides, Yan Shu taught him for a period of time, and An'er formally accepted Yan Shu as his teacher. It was reasonable for him to come and meet Yan Shu.

Yan Shu was not surprised that Zhao Zhen could come.

He waved his hand with difficulty and asked everyone else in the room to leave.

Zhao Zhen walked forward and sat on the small chair in front of Yan Shu's bed. "Master Yan, An'er will be back soon. Please wait a little longer..."

Hearing this, Yan Shu's dim eyes gradually brightened up.

"Officials..."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "I'm here."

Yan Shu stretched out his hand and grabbed randomly in the air until he grasped Zhao Zhen's hand. He then said excitedly: "My lord, no matter how difficult it is, you must support her."

"Her future achievements...will surely be on par with the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor."

Seeing that Yan Shu was seriously ill and still worried about Zhiyu, Zhao Zhen nodded with some emotion, "Don't worry."

"The crown prince of the Song Dynasty can only be An'er."

After receiving Zhao Zhen's promise, Yan Shu calmed down.

He held Zhao Zhen's hand tightly, and his voice was a little unclear.

"Sir, over the years, the princess has worked very hard."

"Whether studying or practicing martial arts, she will not stop until she has done her best."

"She said that she wanted to be your pride and someone that all people admired."

“She wants to tell the world that the current emperor has no son, but his daughter is more powerful than anyone else’s son.”

"No man in the world can compare to her..."

Zhao Zhen's eyes couldn't help but turn red when he heard this.

I didn't expect that An'er, at such a young age, would think so much.

"Cough cough."

"Sir, I know that I don't have much time left."

"My health is not good enough, so I cannot attend her coming-of-age ceremony, and I cannot watch her put on the crown prince's court dress."

"From now on..., take a look for me."

"Look at how the disciples I taught shine in the court of the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Zhen couldn't hold back his tears any longer after hearing this, "Lord Yan, An'er will be back soon."

"You must hold on and let her see you."

Yan Shu shook his head with a hollow look in his eyes. "My Lord, you have a kind character, but when it comes to choosing a crown prince, I hope you can be tougher and more ruthless."

"The people of the world don't care who the current emperor is, nor do they care whether the current emperor is a man or a woman."

"What they care about is whether the current emperor can let them live a good life."

"Cough cough."

"Your Majesty, there are too many spineless people in the court of the Song Dynasty. You must be ruthless when you need to be."

"Otherwise, the princess's future may be difficult......."

Hearing Yan Shu's earnest words, Zhao Zhen nodded quietly, "Lord Yan, I will consider what you said carefully."

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When I received Zhao Zhen's letter saying that Yan Shu was dying, the war was already over.

After reading the letter, she immediately handed over the military affairs to Zhao Shu, and she rushed to Bian Jing that day.

For Yan Shu, Zhiyu is a sign of respect.

In this extremely feudal era, Yan Shu never thought that she should not learn how to govern a country just because she was a woman.

She never thought that she couldn't aspire to that position just because she was a woman.

When Zhao Zhen first proposed to make her the crown prince, Yan Shu immediately put aside the textbook and told her about Empress Wu Zetian's path to the throne. In Zhiyu's heart, Yan Shu was her real teacher.

On the endless grassland, the girl in red rode her horse and galloped all the way.

After changing countless horses, Zhiyu finally arrived in Bian Jing before the plum blossoms withered.

"bump......"

When Zhiyu hurried to Yan's house, he bumped into a smelly person at the door.

Smelling the familiar stench, Zhiyu frowned and silently took a few steps back.

"Senior Brother Wang?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Anshi looked up in surprise, "Princess, why are you here?"

After saying that, he quickly looked behind Zhiyu, and seeing that there was no one behind Zhiyu, he immediately pulled Zhiyu into the mansion.

"Princess, returning to the capital without permission is a serious crime. Why did you come here so quietly?"

Zhiyu didn't bother to answer Wang Anshi's question, and pulled Wang Anshi to ask, "How is the teacher?"

Wang Anshi shook his head with a bad look on his face and sighed, "Master, you are now relying on ginseng to stay alive."

"Go and have a look."

Hearing this, Zhiyu nodded, let go of Wang Anshi and ran towards the main courtyard.

Seeing Zhiyu leaving in a hurry, Wang Anshi hurried out and knocked on the servant at the door.

"No one of you saw it today, got it?"

Seeing that Wang Anshi was serious, the two servants nodded quickly.

When Zhiyu arrived at Yan Shu's room, it was already crowded with people.

Seeing Zhiyu coming, everyone was surprised but didn't say anything. They just made way for him.

Yan Zhizhi looked at Yan Shu, who was dying on the bed, and said bitterly, "Daddy, the Princess of Yan is here."

Hearing Yan Zhizhi's words, Yan Shu opened his eyes with some difficulty.

Zhiyu stepped forward and said with sobs, "Master, I'm back."

Yan Shu, who had not eaten for several days, no longer had the strength to speak.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty and slowly placed it under the pillow.

After a while, a simple wooden hairpin and a roughly made seal were taken out.

Zhiyu looked at the wooden hairpin and seal in Yan Shu's hand, "Master, are these all for me?"

The action of picking up the things had already consumed all of Yan Shu's strength.

He rested for a while, then nodded imperceptibly, as if responding to Zhiyu's words.

After doing all this, he slowly closed his eyes as if he had completed his mission.

Seeing that Yan Shu had completely stopped breathing, the people present could no longer hold back and started crying with their faces covered.

Zhiyu stared in a daze at Yan Shu who left peacefully, feeling a little touched.

It turned out that the Master had been waiting for her.

Now that she is here, the teacher's breath of hope is gone...

After hearing the crying coming from the house, Wang Anshi, who was standing in the yard, was slightly stunned.

He lowered his head and looked around his body. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little disgusted with himself.

If he didn't have a bad smell, he wouldn't have been kicked out and wouldn't have missed seeing the Master for the last time...