[Rebirth] Sovereign and ministers get along

In the fifth year of Ding'an, on the fourth day of November, an edict from the emperor was sent back to the capital.

The edict said——

The auspiciousness of the twins is the favor of God and the blessing of the great mountain. I will surely win the battle on this trip.

When I heard that the Queen gave birth to twins, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Looking at the moon by the window, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the stars are like a bucket. Looking around, the frosty sky is towering.

I suddenly felt something in my heart, and God gave me a pair of good names.

Majestic, profound and extraordinary, isn't it suitable for my pair of Lin'er?

So the eldest son of the emperor was named Zheng, and the second son of the emperor was named Rong. The sons favored by the gods will surely prosper my Dayue.

Thinking about the time when I decided to go to war, all the old lovers were crying like rain, saying that the court cannot be without a king for a day.

In recent days, I have been thinking about lust again, and I am very moved by the words of your heartfelt admonitions.

However, I have already gone out to fight, so I must not die without a medical condition and turn back halfway, otherwise, wouldn't it be ridiculous?

Fortunately, God gave me a pair of beloved sons.

After careful consideration, I decided to appoint Yue Zheng, the eldest son of the emperor, as the crown prince.

Prince and half-lord, during my expedition, it is enough to take my place in Beijing to revitalize the country and reassure the people.

On the day when I triumphantly return to the court, I will perform the canonization ceremony and court congratulation ceremony.

I have already made up my mind on the appointment of the crown prince, and you don't need to say anything else, just assist the prince wholeheartedly to act as an agent of the government. Your loyalty to the emperor is simply in my heart.

Pulled the banner of Shangshen, pulled out the old minister's past words as an excuse, and the last sentence of Jane acted as a subtle deterrent in my heart.

Even though there are still officials who are waving iron bones and want to speak out directly, but they can't find His Majesty's figure, and even sent several memorials, but there is no news.

Your Majesty is far away from Beijing, and there is nowhere to remonstrate, so when the court was discussing matters, he made a fuss several times in front of the three assistant political scholars, so he could only keep quiet.

Seven days after his birth, the eldest son of the emperor, Yue Zheng, was carried into the hall.

The newborn dragon son sits in the court and listens to political affairs, but he is also obedient, neither crying nor fussing, just spitting his saliva bubbles on his own.

In the imperial court, there was Geng University scholar to look after him, and Yin University scholar and Shen University scholar to assist him. The monarch seemed to be very at ease. He only read the memorial every five days. ", or smeared with "very good", but rarely commented on everything.

Winter in the southern country rarely sees snow, and mostly drizzles.

Shen Lanqing followed Yue Yu to the army for four days, and has seen two consecutive nights of rain, and now he is enjoying the third one.

Since arriving in the army, except for the first day when any soldier paid his respects to the sky with the monarch in front of the main tent, he has been dragged by the monarch to hide in the tent for the rest of the time.

The main ledger was Prince An's royal tent, and after the royal driver arrived in the army, Prince An gave the king's tent to the monarch to make the royal tent.

With Prince An's enjoyment-loving temperament, one can imagine the luxury and comfort of the main tent.

Not only is the outside of the tent inlaid with gold and jade, but the crane standing in the middle of Yishui'er's military tent is extremely eye-catching, and the inside of the tent is covered with thick fur, a low couch of warm jade, a brocade quilt, and an aloes wood desk. A charcoal basin inlaid with silver and jade.

It's not like marching and fighting, it's more like camping and outing.

Stepping on soft fur with bare feet and wearing fine linen, Shen Lanqing was standing in front of the window, raising the curtain to silently enjoy the continuous drizzle outside the window.

The monarch, who was leaning on the couch and casually flipping through the memorial, glanced up at the window, frowned and put the memorial on his lap: "Then what's so interesting about the rain, be careful of catching a cold."

The black robe fell on the shoulders accurately, and the warmth from the soles of the feet seemed to spread to the whole body in an instant. With his hands closed, the curtain was lowered to cover the dense rain line outside the tent. Shen Lanqing turned around and raised her eyebrows with the dragon robe Xiang Fu began to fiddle with the monarch again, and couldn't help shaking his eyes: "I'm just thinking, in such weather, if we send troops, we can take the opportunity by surprise and seize the opportunity."

The monarch calmly wrote the word "Zhun" with cinnabar on the memorial, looked up at Shen Qing, and asked expressionlessly: "If I send troops, will Shen Qing follow?"

"nature."

"So, I can't send troops."

"?" Shen Lanqing raised his eyebrows to express doubts, Yue Yu raised his hand and hooked his index finger, as if calling for the little lion he raised when he was young.

"..." After silently staring at the monarch, Shen Lanqing walked slowly to the side of the couch. The monarch held his hand, pulled him into the quilt, wrapped him tightly, and said in a low voice, "According to Shenqing's physique that is afraid of cold, How can I get the winter rain?"

"In case Shen Qing catches a cold and falls ill, no matter how many opportunities you take, it will not be worth the loss."

"..." Although moved, he dare not agree.

Letting the monarch warm his hands for him, Shen Lanqing laughed, "Your Majesty, I just have a cold physique, how can I be so delicate?"

"You are a sage monarch, you must not lose the big because of small things, and abolish the public because of personal interests. If you can take the opportunity by surprise and take the lead, I don't know how many soldiers' lives will be sacrificed."

"Be careful, there is no big mistake, I will never take risks with Shen Qing's body..." Yue Yu was unmoved, hugged Shen Qing crookedly, and slid into the bed, "Shen Qing was weak since she was a child, and although The conditioning has strengthened a lot, but we can't take it lightly..."

Touching his smiling lips with his thumb, Yue Yu ordered forcefully, "My lady, I want to grow old with you as a husband, so don't persuade me any more."

"As for the opportunity, Shen Qing can rest assured, I will not sacrifice the lives of soldiers for nothing, and I have my own way to win by surprise."

After the monarch said so, Shen Lanqing couldn't do any more exhortations. He extinguished the candle with a wave of his palm, thinking secretly whether he should visit the rebel camp in North Yangzhou at night.

When the cock crowed, the sword ghost, who had not been seen for several days, suddenly appeared in the tent, with a deep sword wound on his shoulder.

The smell of blood rushed into his nose, and Shen Lanqing woke up from a deep sleep. He took out the bead beside the pillow, took advantage of the light to look at the sword ghost's wound, and frowned instantly: "This is..." "Xiao Nanbei." The sword ghost put on a wooden face, After a short answer, he knelt down straight on the ground, "The slave is incompetent, please forgive me, master."

The dark red blood dripped on the snow-white fur, smudged into blossoming red plums.

Yue Yu half propped up his body and glanced at it, as if he hadn't seen it, he just said a word with a cold face, without joy or anger: "Say."

"My lord, this servant brought the Three Swords Guards and the Three Swords Guards to infiltrate Prince Jing's Mansion. After searching for three days, they finally found the place where Prince Rui was being held, but they were unable to rescue Prince Rui from the mansion..."

"Xiao Nanbei?"

"Listen to the voice." Jianwei lowered his eyes and put on a wooden face, as if he wasn't the one who was hurt, his voice didn't fluctuate at all, "I didn't see anyone, I only heard the voice."

"Originally, I had already turned over the courtyard wall of Prince Jing's mansion without carrying Prince Rui on my back, but that person snatched Prince Rui back again."

"That man's martial arts skills are extremely high, and he killed two sword guards with one palm."

"If it weren't for the remaining three sword guards and one sword guard who delayed with their lives, the slave would not be able to return to the master."

After finishing speaking, Jianwei closed his mouth tightly, did not speak again, and waited quietly for his master to deal with it.

Yue Yu was silent for a while, and asked, "Is Prince Jing seen?"

"Prince Jing's room is right next to Prince Rui's room. It doesn't look like he is under house arrest, but he looks like he has lost his freedom. I haven't seen him take a step out of the courtyard."

"House arrest?" The emperor asked calmly, and the emperor began to meditate expressionlessly.

Taking a glance at the increasingly pale face of the sword ghost, Shen Lanqing squeezed the monarch's hand from the bottom, and reminded softly: "Your Majesty, let the sword ghost heal his wounds first."

"Mmm." A quiet hum, sounded like the sound of heaven in the ears of the sword ghost. He glanced at Shen Lanqing gratefully. The sword ghost kowtowed, silently thanked the saint for his grace, and then left the main tent.

The pulp of his thumb was stroking the palm that couldn't be warmed, and his eyes were fixed on the bright red spots. Yue Yu pondered for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Shen Qing, what do you think?"

"It's not impossible for King Jing to be under house arrest..." Shen Lanqing calmed down his thoughts a little, and stated in a calm manner, "At the beginning, when I was an imperial envoy, when I visited King Jing's mansion who was seriously ill, I felt something Kind of weird..."

"It seems that Prince Jing's son is not in charge of the huge Prince Jing's mansion. However, when Prince Jing proposed to leave the mansion to visit King Yun later, Prince Jing did not stop him, and even escorted him for dozens of miles with his own guards. , the heart of respecting the father is clear, the minister suppressed the doubts, now it seems..."

"Looking at it now, I don't know whether it's loving my father or respecting my father." Although he is young, he is not an innocent boy, and he has heard and smelled all kinds of dirty underworld.

It was very inconvenient for Shen Qing to talk about the royal family indiscriminately, so the monarch was very considerate and pointed out the unfinished meaning behind the words.

Regardless of the truth, the relationship between Prince Jing and his son is indeed quite unusual.

Because of the monarch's thoughtfulness, Shen Lanqing couldn't help trembling the corners of his lips, pretending not to understand the deep meaning of the monarch's words, and calmly changed the topic to another place: "Sword Ghost said that it was Xiao Nanbei who hurt him..."

"Looking at the wound on Sword Demon's shoulder, it is indeed very similar to Xuantian Sect's sword technique and Xuanbing Zhenqi."

"Furthermore, Master Xiao Xiao Nanbei never cares about the great affairs of the world and only values ​​personal righteousness. If he owes a favor, it is not impossible to stay in Prince Jing's mansion to help guard Prince Rui in order to repay the favor."

"If it's really Xiao Nanbei and Uncle Xiao guarding Prince Jing's mansion..." She couldn't help but frowned, Shen Lanqing sighed worriedly, "It may be difficult to rescue Prince Rui..."

"At the beginning, Uncle Xiao was the default head teacher, and the kung fu he learned naturally restrained the other students a little bit. Unless the head teacher Boken helped, otherwise..."

"Even Master is afraid that Master Xiao is no match for him."

"However, Master Master Master Xiao has respected Senior Uncle Xiao since he was a child, and it may be more difficult for him to deal with Senior Uncle Xiao than to make the sun set in the east and rise in the west."

In this analysis, Yue Yu did not comment.

Xiao Nanbei was indeed troublesome, but he was even more unwilling to see the smile on Shen Qing's face.

Rubbing the slightly wrinkled eyebrows with his fingertips, Yue Yu called out in a low voice, "Shen Qing."

Conquering her worries, Shen Lanqing responded lightly with a smile: "The minister is here."

There was a little smile in the cold eyes, the monarch stared sideways at Shen Qing's eyes, and asked unhurriedly: "Follow me to visit Prince Jing's mansion, and meet Xiao Nanbei for a while, okay?"