At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

After a long while, he spoke with difficulty, "It's a Kongming lantern."

The Kongming Lantern, as its name suggests, was made by Kongming thousands of years ago.

It was originally used for military purposes, to transmit signals and to ask for help, but now it is mostly used for praying.

The adjutant's eyes widened. "Could it be that Shangjing is surrounded again?"

"Say something good."

Another adjutant came over, gave him a blank look, and handed the Thousand-mile Eye to Xie Zhuqing.

After Xie Zhuqing took it, he turned around and went to a higher place. Although it was night, a telescope was always better than human eyesight.

Wait until you reach a high and open place, then hold it close to your eyes and look at it.

There were Kongming lanterns floating all over the city, including an extra-large one. From Xie Zhuqing's direction, all he could see was the word "An".

"install?"

Xie Zhuqing frowned. What?

Of course, I pray that Marquis Jiangling is in good health.

In the capital city.

The little prince looked at the largest Kongming lantern rising into the night sky, but her little face was still unhappy!

A middle-aged man came over with a smile and made a joke.

"Oh, our Crown Prince's mouth is so thick that you can hang an oil bottle on it."

The little thing turned around upon hearing the voice and saluted, "Hello, uncle."

When the middle-aged man saw this, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly took a big step to the side to avoid it.

"Oh, no, no."

In the corridor, Chu Heng said with a smile: "It is natural for a nephew to pay respect to his uncle. Why can't Brother Qinglin accept it?"

This person is none other than General Ji Qinglin, who has been stationed at the border for many years.

He waved his hands repeatedly, "There is a difference between the ruler and his subjects. How can it be reversed just because of their relationship?"

It was rude of me to tease the little fellow earlier, but now I have to accept the prince's courtesy completely.

Haha...by tomorrow, the imperial desk will be filled with memorials impeaching him.

"Your Majesty, please take me in to see Marquis Jiangling. To be honest, I have wanted to see him for a long time!"

Chu Heng was helpless, "You are just too polite."

After saying that, the two of them went into the house, one in front and one behind.

This room was converted from the room where Si Yuandao rested in the Ministry of War.

There is no other way. After all, the Jiangling Marquis Mansion was burned down by the rebels... We have to put up with it for the time being.

Originally, he could have gone directly to the Imperial Hospital for recuperation.

But considering that Xie Yuheng 'might' be a girl, it is not appropriate for her to enter the palace.

There are three thousand rivers of water, but Chu Heng only took one scoop from Ji Pingjun.

But people's words are scary. If Xie Yuheng were to return to her female body one day, she would probably be talked about by others.

Although... he was not very willing to see such a capable minister leave the court.

Alas, it was he who issued the decree allowing him to take the imperial examination and enter the officialdom!

Meng Wanning was sitting on the edge of the bed, gently fanning her daughter Hengheng. When she saw the two people come in, she stood up and saluted.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, General Ji."

Chu Heng raised his hand and stroked it lightly, "Sister, there is no need to be so polite. Please stand up quickly."

While the two were being polite, Ji Qinglin looked at the young man on the bed.

Look at this pale face, can he still be saved? He expressed deep doubts about this!

Meng Wanning lowered her eyes and said softly, "Doctor Du said that Yuheng's health has improved a little today."

"I have heard his report on this matter."

"Somewhat" is an exaggeration. Du Sheng originally said it was a little bit, but it was negligible...

Meng Wanning smiled but said nothing.

Two nights ago, Yuheng told her the plan.

Hengheng from her family entered the court at the age of nine and has worked hard for more than ten years. This time, she regarded her "recuperation" as a rest.

Ji Qinglin looked left and right, and felt that one cannot judge a person by his appearance.

He lowered his voice and said, "I never thought... that the person who could come up with such a method to deal with the Huns would be so handsome."

Apart from his fair skin, Xie Yuheng was indeed good-looking.

Chu Heng: "..."

He really wanted to say, Brother-in-law, there are many things you can’t imagine.

For example, Xie Yuheng is actually a girl!

After all, it was Xie Yuheng's private matter, and someone was shady and didn't want to see the light, so he still counted on Xie Yuheng...

A patient is lying in bed, sleeping, and you can't talk to him.

On behalf of the Bingzhou soldiers, Ji Qinglin thanked Meng Wanning for the cotton-padded clothes she gave him every year, and then went out with Chu Heng.

Looking at the Kongming lanterns in the night sky, the two remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, Ji Qinglin said, "The rebels are now scattered, but in the final analysis, there is no local gentry and landlords to cooperate in the rebellion."

"The rebels will not be able to reach the city of Shangjing so quickly."

"Moreover, many urgent military reports sent over 800 miles were deliberately intercepted by others, which led to the delay in our news and the slow response of our reinforcements."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Chu Heng, "Your Majesty, how do you plan to deal with these people?"

Chu Heng sneered, "What else can I do? I will deal with it according to the law."

"It just so happens that the Jiangling Marquis's mansion was burned down by the rebels. The money from the confiscations from the various states should be enough to build a new one."

"Brother Qinglin, are you planning to plead for them?"

Ji Qinglin shook his head and denied it, "That's not the case."

"Just disposing of all the wealthy landlords at once would be very detrimental to local business and would also cause unrest again."

"Besides, isn't there an International Chamber of Commerce at the end of the year? Has it been cancelled?"

Chu Heng knew very well that dealing with all the gentry and landlords at once would cause unrest.

But he couldn't get rid of this anger, and he couldn't sleep every night!

Damn bastard, don’t you ever think about how heavy the taxes were when Chu Tianchen was in power!

It was just that the officials at that time did nothing and transferred the taxes from the landlords to the people...

Chu Heng pondered for a moment and waved his hand in annoyance.

"Not yet. The International Chamber of Commerce was led by that little guy and his elder brother when they were in the Ministry of Revenue."

"The original intention was good, but who knew that the idiot Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites would lose the fish token!"

The more he talked, the angrier Chu Heng became. He wished he could raid a few houses to vent his anger!

"Anger is harmful to your health. Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

After parting with Ji Qinglin, he ordered someone to send the little prince back to the East Palace.

Someone was furious and went straight to the Queen's Lizheng Palace.

Ji Pingjun smiled, poured a cup of tea himself and handed it to Chu Heng.

"What's going on? Which minister has pissed you off again?"

Chu Heng sighed and took the teacup. "I am angry with myself. Why didn't I discover the ambition of the traitor earlier?"

"otherwise……"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Pingjun knew what he meant.

Otherwise, the little guy Jiangling Hou would not be in a coma.

Ji Pingjun sat down, her beautiful eyes full of doubt, "Are there really gods in this world?"

Although the emperor is also called the Son of Heaven, this title is only used to deceive ignorant people, and the royal family knows the whole thing clearly.

"I don't know. Xie Yuheng hasn't woken up yet. As for Suzaku..."

Chu Heng paused for a moment, choosing his words carefully.

"I have observed him these past few days and he understands human nature and occasionally shows great wisdom."

In other words, great wisdom appears foolish...

"By the way, this is the letter she gave me that day. It looks like it was written by Uncle Pei Tong."

Chu Heng took out a letter from his arms and placed it on the desk next to Ji Pingjun.

"If what you said is true, from now on, Sister Ji Er doesn't have to worry about me. I may die young."