After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

At the same time, in midsummer, in the imperial capital.

Maybe it was going to rain. The cicadas in Zhang's garden were chirping non-stop, and the wind was hot and humid.

The young man who had just caught a cage of fireflies from the woods was stopped.

"Jing'er, come here."

Hearing a familiar voice, the young man turned around and looked at his father, who was wearing a navy blue robe and holding a book under the eaves of the bamboo building.

"Father called me?"

"Why don't we finish the half-game of chess we played a while ago today?"

Hearing this, the young man estimated that it would take another two hours for Xuanyuan Che to bring A'li back from his outing in the suburbs.

It was enough for him to finish the game of chess and then deliver the cage of fireflies that Zhuozhuo had asked him to give to A'li.

Entered the bamboo building teahouse and sat down on the tea couch.

In the scent of sandalwood, the young man looked thoughtfully at his father sitting across the chess table.

Recently, court officials have frequently requested to make requests for the establishment of a crown prince.

Therefore, undercurrents are surging in the imperial court.

It happened that at this time, some court officials impeached his father for placing his cronies in the court and even embezzling a huge amount of money from the Yincheng silk tax case last year.

The father and son moved the pieces back and forth, making moves alternately between black and white.

Seeing that the black chess piece was about to win, the young man couldn't help himself and clenched the white chess piece in his hand, asking bluntly: "Father invites his son to end this game of chess, but, do you have something to remind his son?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lanheng stopped the black piece that was about to fall, raised his eyes, and stared at the young man calmly but with hidden determination.

"Your Majesty mentioned your marriage to me."

"My son's marriage?" The young man was shocked. "Does Your Majesty worry about my son and Zhuozhu? Does this mean that our Zhang family will support the princess in establishing the crown prince?"

Over the past 16 years, we have reformed the tax system, cleared land and conducted labor service assessments, and conducted civil servant examinations...

Every step is filled with thorns and there are arrows and attacks that are hard to guard against.

Now, he is the Prime Minister of the dynasty, the highest official in the country.

Could it be that his father is still inevitably feared by His Majesty because of his so-called achievements?

Even the Zhang family of Donghai was eventually swept up in the struggle for succession?

But weren't all these things done by Your Majesty and father working together?

"Your Majesty doubts my father's loyalty?" The young man's mind raced, and he quietly grasped the copper coin still worn around his waist. He still refused to believe that His Majesty, who had taken care of him like his own son or nephew since he was a child, would regard him and his father as people who needed to be eliminated.

"Father, I am playing this game of chess today to warn my son."

"In order to avoid being involved in the fight for the throne and causing your majesty to be suspicious of Zhang, you want your son to give up Zhuozhuo?"

Hearing this, it was as if time had gone back and Zhang Lanheng suddenly became distracted.

"Does Jing'er really like Zhuozhuo?"

"My son likes to think about it."

After receiving such a firm answer, Zhang Lanheng recalled the scene in Taiji Hall when Abao walked down from the imperial throne and handed him the impeachment memorial.

"Great achievements, indeed. But it did not shock the master."

"But this memorial is a useful clue. If we investigate further, we might find something surprising."

A Bao smiled gently, "But Zhuozhuo is still young and it's time for him to have fun. It would be better to send Zhuozhuo and Jing'er out of the palace to travel and see the world. What do you think?"

And he replied: "Since Zhuozhuo is keen on seeking the Tao and cultivating immortality, it is good."

Coming back to his senses, Zhang Lanheng said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty means that you are allowed to accompany Zhuozhuo out of the palace for training."

Hearing this, the young man suddenly felt relieved: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. When Zhuozhu returns from Qingzhou, you can set off."

And thousands of miles away in the northern border are Qingzhou and Zhaocheng.

After dinner, Abao, Zhuozhuo, and Achong were lying on rattan chairs in the yard to bask in the moonlight when they were suddenly attacked by an assassin.

Dozens of assassins in black jumped over the wall with great agility and went straight for the lady in brocade skirt whom their master wanted to kill.

But the group of black-clad assassins had never expected that a fierce cold light flashed by, and the moment they sensed the majestic sword power, they saw that their leader, who had originally approached the lady in the brocade skirt, was nailed into the courtyard wall by the sword, and blood spurted out violently! !

Amid the noise and chaos, the assassins in black all looked at the owner of the sword.

And Abao looked back as if he had realized something, and sure enough, the black robe fluttered in the night wind with a sharp arc.

In a flash, he was beside her, holding another black sword tightly with veins bulging.

A Bao's eyes sparkled: "Uncle Emperor is awesome!"

Zhuozhuo and Ah Chong, who were escorted into the courtyard by Yan Haixi, huddled together, looking around and shouting, "Daddy is so awesome!!"

In just a moment, this group of black-clad killers were lying all over the yard.

As he watched, the last person who was deliberately let go fled out of the yard in panic, and King Feng Ran chased after him.

At this time, A Bao let go of his sleeve arrow and turned back to confirm that Zhuo Zhuo and A Chong were safe, but saw that there was no one beside Yan Haixi.

“……??? Where are the two of them?” A Bao was stunned.

"The siblings took advantage of me not noticing and secretly followed the black-clad assassin out of the yard." Yan Haixi, feeling helpless, consoled them, "Don't worry. With the order I gave Seventeen at the beginning, Seventeen must have been following closely and secretly protecting them. We can take this opportunity to teach those two little guys a lesson about how dangerous the world is."

But Abao was still worried, and instructed the guards, "Find the whereabouts of the princess and the little prince as soon as possible..."

After a pause, he added: "There is no need to rush to bring them back. Just protect them secretly."

The night in the northern border is darker than that in the imperial capital, as black as ink.

The girl and her brother had just walked three streets when they came across a wriggling black mass at the gate of an abandoned courtyard on the corner of the street.

The girl cautiously leaned closer and took a look, frowning.

The dark figure turned out to be a young man whose skin was torn and bloody after being whipped.

"A Chong, what do you think..."

"Sister? You want to save him?"

"You can't just watch someone die without helping him."

"But my aunt told me not to pick up random men when I go out! Otherwise, I'll get into trouble! She said this is a lesson from the past!"