After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

Chu Shao didn't know that someone came to the palace, he carried his beloved long sword, and performed a set of swordsmanship combos in the yard, causing the little maids in the Hou's mansion to scream.

Xiangxiu stood watching from the side, only feeling that His Highness seemed to have been completely reborn, sick in the palace, but alive and well in the Hou's mansion - she never knew that Chu Shao knew martial arts, and he was definitely a master.

"Si Yun." Chu Qingxu had never felt so light on his body, he threw a sword at Si Yun, "Take the fight with me."

Si Yun caught the long sword with one hand, looked at Chu Qingxu who was carrying the sword in front of him, and felt as if he had passed away, not only Xiangxiu, even Si Yun forgot that Chu Shao was once a master among masters.

Si Yunyuan didn't want to draw his sword, but felt that it was disrespectful to his opponent, so he drew his scabbard and used the sharp blade to attack.

Chu Shao smiled, seeing that the bloody sword was as gentle as water in his hand with a cold light, and the sword's stroke flowed back to the snow, like light clouds covering the moon.

Within three strokes, Si Yun lost, but he was happy when he lost, "My master taught me my swordsmanship, and I have never defeated you."

Chu Shao withdrew his sword momentum and said with a smile, "I haven't practiced for a long time, and I'm a little rusty."

Amidst the nympho voices of the little maidservants, a clear applause rang out. Chu Shao followed the sound and looked at Chu Yun, and trotted up to him, like offering a treasure, "Brother, look!" sword flower.

The strength of the hand was able to grasp the heavy long sword, and the wrist with the scar that had not healed moved flexibly, and it was not as dull and weak as before.

Chu Yun was very relieved, and thought that the "treasure in the palace" was indeed a magic medicine, which not only saved Shao'er from danger, but also healed the old wound on his hand by the way.

"Someone once asserted that my hand can recover [-]% at most." Chu Shao's eyes flashed with surprise and excitement, "But now, it seems to be completely healed. What kind of medicine did I use this time?"

"...Well, Dr. Lin of Guangrentang gave a dose of the secret ancestral formula for blood and bones." Chu Yun said nonsense, "It seems to have a miraculous effect."

"...Really?" Chu Shao was dubious. He believed that with Murong's medical skills, he would not make a wrong conclusion. He could even make love Gu. I won't hide it.

Seemingly seeing that Chu Shao was suspicious, Chu Yun hurriedly changed the subject, "Today the kitchen has stewed bird's nest and milk, which is your favorite."

When Chu Shao was in the capital, bird's nest and ginseng were always in his mouth, but now when he mentions bird's nest, he thinks of Huaizhen.

"I have been ill for more than a month. Is there any movement in the palace?" He asked cryptically, but what he really meant was: Does Huaizhen know that he is ill? If so, has he sent someone to take care of him? Woolen cloth?

Chu Yun was not good at lying, and he was unwilling to lie to his younger brother, so he didn't know how to answer.

Xiangxiu came over at this time and said: "Your Majesty is very concerned when you learn that your son is ill. The medicinal materials needed for Doctor Lin's secret recipe are very precious and rare, and most of them were sent by His Majesty from the palace."

This kind of rhetoric, not only did not expose the strange medicine sent by the palace, but also convinced Chu Shao, Chu Yun added: "Yes, this time it is thanks to the one in the palace, I should thank him very much."

Chu Shao believed it was true, and there was a bit of secret joy hidden on his ruddy face, but he said stubbornly: "I am already a waste queen, he should avoid suspicion with me."

For at least a year, the emperor can't show too much concern for a deposed empress.

Xiangxiu said: "My lord, don't worry, the palace is the most cautious."

She knew that Chu Shao had already discovered the identity of her eyeliner, so she didn't hide it anymore.

On the contrary, Chu Shao admired her frankness, "You just tell him that everything is fine for me now, so don't worry about it."

Xiangxiu blessed her body, and said with a smile, "Your servant obeys."

After the last snow in winter, the weather has obviously warmed up, and the peach blossoms in Hou Mansion are quietly blooming one night.

Chu Shao was forced to be locked up at home by his brother for two days, and finally got the "pardon" and went out to play on a sunny morning.

Before going out, Chu Yun stuffed a warming stove into Chu Shao's palm, and wrapped a white fox fur collar around his neck, seeing that he was tightly wrapped and that he would not be blown by the wind again, so he was relieved to let him go. go out and play.

Naturally, Si Yun and Xiangxiu were by his side to wait on him. As soon as Chu Shaofu went out, he saw the kind-faced Qin Zhizhou in ordinary clothes waiting at the gate of the Hou Mansion.

As soon as he saw Chu Shao coming out, Qin Zhizhou immediately stepped forward and smiled eagerly, "I heard that the young master wanted to go shopping in the street today, and the minister came here specially to accompany him. The young master doesn't know, but today's Qizhou has changed from inside to outside. Looks great!"

When Chu Shao was approving memorials in the palace, he paid special attention to the current officials of Qizhou. Although this Qin Zhizhou is exquisite in many aspects, his political achievements are not bad. He is a smart man who knows where to put his efforts to get promoted and make a fortune.

He should know that to please Chu Shao is to please the king, so he is extremely enthusiastic towards Chu Qingxu.

Chu Shao has been in a good mood these past few days, so he didn't pour cold water on him, "Okay, then there's Mr. Lao Zhizhou."

"Ouch! Young Master, you are really offending me! It is my honor to accompany you on the street! This way, Young Master, please."

Qin Zhizhou enthusiastically led the way for Chu Shao. The location of the Anning Hou Mansion is excellent. Looking north is Nangong, and looking south is the central street.

This is the most bustling and bustling street in Qizhou. Just stepping into this crowd, Chu Shao can feel the long-lost lively atmosphere of human fireworks.

He was walking on the street, even if he was low-key and unassuming, he became the focus of everyone.

Whenever the second son of the Chu family took a second look at any stall, the owner of that stall immediately sent his best gadgets to Chu Shao, and refused to accept the money.

That's why they walked down a street, and Si Yun and Xiangxiu's hands were filled with gifts sent by the common people, food, play, and so on.

Si Yun couldn't lift it any longer, so a windmill sent by a little girl stuck into Si Yun's hair. Every time he took a step, the little windmill turned with the wind, which was cute.

The end of the street is relatively quiet. There used to be a temporary school, and the teacher was in class in it, and the voice of the students reading aloud came to Chu Shao's ears faintly. .

Qin Zhizhou explained: "After His Majesty ascended the throne, he allocated funds for Qizhou to build a school, so that the poor scholars who suffered in the war could have a school, but it will take some time to build the school, and it will probably be completed this summer. , so these scholars can only live in this small courtyard for a few months."

Chu Shao took a look at the students inside, most of them were [-] or [-]-year-olds, and it was rare for them to be over [-] years old.

Most of the men over [-] in Nanqi died in the battle of subjugation, and many of them were scholars who abandoned their pens and joined the army.

Song Hao was the only remaining seedling, but he was also buried in the capital.

Chu Shao suppressed his sadness, and turned his head to look at Nangong not far away. The Wei family was destroyed, and Nangong became a vacant palace.

Seeing that Chu Shao was staring at Nangong in a daze, Qin Zhizhou said, "Your Majesty said that Nangong is at the disposal of the young master, and the land deed registered in Nangong is written in the name of the young master."

Chu Shao was slightly startled, this was equivalent to giving him the whole palace.

"Alright." He thought for a while and said, "It happens to be useful."

That night, Chu Qingxu wrote a letter to Huaizhen. In the letter, he proposed that the Nangong Palace be used for civilian use and the Taixue be built. Young people over ten years old in Qizhou, regardless of gender, can be selected to enter the Taixue through examinations and receive orthodox education. , It can also train talents for the imperial examination two years later.

This letter could have been sent directly to Huaizhen by Ming Jingsi, but Chu Shao guessed that if he said this in private, Huaizhen would overcome all difficulties and agree to him. Even thousands of miles away, he still does not forget to do politics.

Chu Shao is not in the capital now, so he is naturally isolated from the bad things in the imperial city, but he also does not want to embarrass Huaizhen.

So this letter was forwarded by Si Yun to Qin Zhizhou, and through Qin Zhizhou's channel, it became an upright memorial.

The busy Huai Jiugu opened the memorial, and when he saw the familiar handwriting on it, he was dazed for a moment, his lonely eyes lit up like water.

Wen Yan, who was waiting on the pen and ink, smiled once seeing His Majesty leave the palace from the queen.

Two days later, Chu Shao received a reply letter from the palace. He opened the memorial and opened it. Huaizhen wrote on his letter word by word with a vermilion pen. Finally, Zhu wrote:

"My dear dear Shaoer, everything you ask for will come true!"

The inscribed jade seal is covered with: "The Emperor's Kiss Treasure."

There are two rabbits sticking together next to each other. One of them has a small red flower on its head. The rabbits are drawn so round and chubby that it is hard to tell which one is Huaizhen and which one is...

Chu Shao refused to admit that he was one of them! !

The author says:

Chirp goo: Use memorials to express love for thousands of miles.

Shao'er: I never want to read the memorial!