[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Nan Xing said to Zhao Ning: "A'Ning, I'm going, you have to take good care of yourself."

Zhao Ning nodded: "Well, let's go."

Nan Xing followed Zhao Wumian for two steps, stopped again, looked back at Zhao Ning, hesitated for a while, and said: "A'Ning, do you have anything to say to me?"

Nan Xing's eyes were quite serious, Zhao Ning was taken aback for a moment, then understood what she meant, and couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Well, I wish you and Bai Yutang, the piano and the harp, and the white heads and eyebrows."

Nan Xing nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, then I'm leaving."

Zhao Ning watched Nan Xing's figure disappear into the palace.

Within a few days, news came that the only daughter of King Xiang, Zhao Jue, was going to marry Chinchilla Bai Yutang.

Amidst the turmoil in the capital, this happy event is extremely eye-catching.

But this matter didn't stand out for too long, and people's attention was drawn away by another matter.

Emperor Zhao Zhen issued an imperial edict to abdicate, and Zhao Jue of Xiangyang ascended the throne.

The ones supporting King Xiang as emperor are the Empress Dowager Liu E who has been in charge for many years, and the eight virtuous king Zhao Defang who has the power to abolish the emperor.

The two of them have the right to abolish the emperor and establish a new one. Seeing this, the vacillating civil servants and generals stood in line to show their loyalty.

For the people, the emperor is too far away from them, and whoever can make them live a good life, they think who is a good emperor.

For the courtiers, it is not the first time that the country has changed hands. It is only a hundred years since Taizong/Zu Taizong bullied the orphans and widows.

What's more, this is still the country of the Song Dynasty, the country of the Zhao family, as long as Zhao Jue doesn't go too far, they will still recognize Zhao Jue.

Besides, now that Zhao Jue's army is approaching the city, and none of the Xiang troops from all over the country has returned to help, how can they, a group of civil servants, fight Zhao Jue to the end?

By lip service?

Strength of character, what I want, life, what I want, when the two cannot have both, of course I choose my life.

Every time a dog is slaughtered by justice, it is mostly a scholar who bears his heart.

Both Zhao Jue and Zhao Zhen were quite surprised by the speed at which the civil servants turned against each other.

Zhao Zhen sighed in the hall. He felt that he treats his courtiers well and can be called a benevolent monarch, but why at this time, the courtiers he values ​​are all vying to show their loyalty to Zhao Jue?

Zhao Zhen took a look at Bao Zheng who was trapped in Zichen Palace with him. Under the reflection of the moonlight and snow, he felt that Bao Zheng looked much better than before.

Black is so black and has integrity.

Zhao Jue looked at the brochures handed over by the courtiers with a gloomy expression.

After reading it, Zhao Jue threw the booklet to Zhao Wumian and said, "Write down the names of these people."

Zhao Wumian flipped through the booklet and asked, "Kill?"

Zhao Jue nodded, gloom flashed across his eyes, and he said, "Afterwards, no one will be left behind."

They can see that he is powerful today and take refuge in him, and when he is weak in the future, they will naturally take refuge in others.

He will never keep anyone who is not loyal to him.

Du Yu walked in from the door, followed by the little eunuch holding clothes, boots and hats.

Du Yu said: "My lord, the clothes are ready."

Zhao Jue got up and went to the side hall to change clothes, and the young eunuchs followed him in one file.

Du Yu walked to the place where Zhao Jue was sitting just now, picked up a memorial from the table, glanced at it for a while, and saw that Zhao Wumian was copying down the name on the memorial, knowing that according to Zhao Jue's past behavior, it is estimated that in the future it will be To destroy people everywhere.

Du Yu raised his eyebrows and said: "The prince's first visit to the capital is just the time to win people's hearts. You should also persuade him not to act like he did in Xiangyang."

Without raising his head, Zhao Wumian copied down all the names. When the ink was used up, he ordered the little eunuch to grind some more.

Zhao Wumian said calmly: "The last person who persuaded the prince like this is already dead."

"If you persuade me these things, you might as well think about how to deal with the killer on the day of offering sacrifices to heaven."

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Zhao Wumian is famous for collecting information. He already knew about the Empress Dowager Liu's intention to assassinate Zhao Jue on the day of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Du Yu sneered, and said, "With me here, the lord can't die."

Du Yu folded the memorials together and threw them all into the stove.

The charcoal fire burned extremely vigorously, and the memorial was burned to ashes in an instant.

"you!"

Zhao Wumian raised his head and looked at Du Yu coldly. Du Yu looked like a normal person with a slight smile on his face.

"My lord has done too many crimes, so let's accumulate some virtue for him."

Du Yu sat on the chair, her legs dangling under her skirt, she picked up a piece of snack on the table, fed it into her mouth, and said to Zhao Wumian: "Di Qing is good at running thousands of miles, so we must guard against it."

"Have you heard from him over there?"

The dim sum is stuffed with sugar heart. After one bite, the sweet juice overflows. Du Yu hooked his tongue and licked his lips.

Du Yu is quite fair, with a red tongue and white skin, which is a little dazzling.

Zhao Wumian's throat rolled, and he looked away unnaturally, and said, "Now you know the consequences of cutting the weeds but not the roots?"

"I knew it before."

Du Yu glanced at Zhao Wumian, put down his snacks, propped his chin on one hand, and said lazily: "But I respect him as a man, so I don't want to kill him."

The little eunuch handed over a handkerchief.

Du Yu wiped his lips and said, "Your Majesty's ascension to the throne cannot be delayed any longer."

"Although Di Qing has a rebellious temperament, he is loyal and considerate of the overall situation. If the situation is settled, he will not bet the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers to compete with the prince."

Du Yu said: "My lord wants to become emperor before Di Qing arrives in Tokyo."

"I see."

Zhao Wumian said calmly.

The little eunuch who waited on Zhao Jue to dress came trotting all the way, and smiled apologetically at Du Yu: "My lord wants the girl to go over."

Du Yu threw the handkerchief away and went to the side hall.

Layers of veils were pulled back, and the candlelight dimly illuminated the hall. Du Yu saw Zhao Jue in a uniform.

Xu Shi's wish for many years finally came true, and Zhao Jue's face lost a bit of the gloom of the past, and a bit more warm.

After the warm color saw Du Yu again, it changed from one point to three points, and then a smile slowly reached his eyes.

Zhao Jue's smile made Du Yu dazed for a moment.

The Zhao Jue in her memory didn't like to laugh very much.

He doesn't like to talk very much, and doesn't like to laugh very much. He is gloomy all day long, like a dead person.

Power and beauty may really have a strange magic power that can make iron trees bloom and dead trees rejuvenate.

Du Yu also laughed, and said, "Your Majesty's clothes look really good."

Du Yu stepped forward to touch the material of the clothes, straightened Zhao Jue's clothes, tied his girdle, and said, "Sister Ruoqing sees you in the spirit of heaven, and you can probably rest in peace."

"Sister Qing's wish in her life is just to hope that the prince will have his wish fulfilled."

The smile on Zhao Jue's face slowly disappeared. He looked at Du Yu who bowed his head and tied his girdle, and said, "Then what about you?"

"What do you want in your life?"

"I?"

The silk strip on the girdle was a bit long, so Du Yu wrapped his arms around Zhao Jue's waist and said, "I'm the same as Sister Qing, but not the same."

"I hope that the prince will be kind to you."

Du Yu fastened his girdle, raised his head, looked at Zhao Jue with beautiful eyes, and said with a smile, "My lord, is this country what you want?"

"What you want in a moment of anger may not be what you really want."

Zhao Jue lowered his eyes and looked at Du Yu without saying a word.

Du Yu took the crown hat from the side and put it on Zhao Jue's hair.

The crown was hanging in front of Zhao Jue, Zhao Jue couldn't see Du Yu's expression clearly, only heard Du Yu's voice lazily: "Who does the lord want to go with?"

Zhao Jue is the new emperor. Before ascending the throne, he will pay homage to the ancestors of the Zhao family and the gods in the sky.

Because Zhao Jue is the new emperor established after the abolition of the emperor, a person with prestige from the Zhao family was needed to go with him that day to explain to the ancestors that Zhao Jue was the emperor after careful consideration, and all descendants of the Zhao family recognized it. He was enthroned.

Zhao Jue said, "Sister E."

Du Yu shook his head and said: "Such a shrewd person like the Queen Mother may not be willing to go to such a thing that bears the infamy for thousands of years."

Zhao Jue's eyes darkened, and he said, "Then the Eight Wise Kings."

Du Yu shook his head again and said, "I recommend someone to the prince."

"Princess Shouning, Zhao Ning."

"Why?"

Zhao Jue looked at Du Yu with a little doubt on his face.

Zhao Ning is his junior, and is even more unknown in the Zhao family's royal family. It is neither emotional nor reasonable for her to lead him to sacrifice to heaven.

"She is the wife of Yumao Zhan Zhao. Zhan Zhao works under Bao Zheng, governor of Kaifeng. Now Bao Zheng is the one who takes the lead in disobedience to the prince."

"She is also the niece of the Great General Di Qing, the only daughter of the Eight Sage Kings, and the most beloved sister of the deposed Emperor Zhao Zhen."

Du Yu raised his eyebrows, and said: "If she all recognizes the prince as the emperor, why do people in this world have any reason to be an enemy of the prince?"

Zhao Jue closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "According to what you said, go down and prepare."

Du Yu stepped back.

Zhao Wumian went to the residence of the Eight Sage Kings again.

Unlike the last time he came, only Zhao Ning was sitting and drinking tea in the flower hall, and there was no sign of the Eight Worthy Kings.

Zhao Ning saw the doubts in his heart, smiled, and explained: "Father is old, there are some things, it's better not to let him know."

"If he finds out, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you again."

Zhao Wumian read Zhao Ning's words and expressed his intention of coming.

Zhao Ning was holding the teacup, the heat was lingering in front of her face, and her brows began to blur.

After a while, Zhao Wumian heard her slightly sad voice: "In that case, I will help Uncle Wang again."

Zhao Wumian didn't take the sadness in Zhao Ning's words to heart, for him, it was good if things went well, and he didn't care too much about other things.

But if things go too smoothly, he can't help but feel a little suspicious.

Zhao Ning and Zhao Zhen grew up together, and their friendship is extraordinary. Now that Zhao Zhen is abolished, instead of helping Zhao Zhen restore the throne, she helps Zhao Jue everywhere, which inevitably makes people think too much.

Zhao Wumian looked Zhao Ning up and down, and asked the doubts in his heart: "Why did the princess help the prince?"

Zhao Ning smiled calmly, looked at Zhao Wumian, and said, "This throne originally belonged to my father."

Zhao Ning put down the teacup, and the heat lingering in front of her disappeared, she chuckled and said, "Since my father and king can't sit, what difference does it make if uncle Wang or brother sits?"

Zhao Wumian was silent.

Zhao Ning only needs to be her Princess Shouning, and whoever becomes the emperor has nothing to do with her.

"I've helped Uncle Wang so much. I don't know if Uncle Wang is willing to do something convenient for me?"

People born in the royal family are mostly cold-blooded and cold-hearted. Once Zhao Zhen was deposed, his beloved little sister turned around and beat him to the bottom.

Zhao Wumian looked at Zhao Ning and said calmly, "Princess, please tell me."

Zhao Ning took a sip of tea, worry appeared on his pale face, and his voice was a little lower than before: "I want to see my husband Zhan Zhao."

Zhao Wumian's gaze changed.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

During the trip to Chenzhou, Zhao Wumian saw clearly Zhao Ning's thoughts on Zhan Zhao.

Zhao Ning desperately wanted to bring Zhan Zhao out of the Taihao Mausoleum, and she was very devoted to Zhan Zhao.

It's easy for an infatuated person to be an idiot, Zhao Wumian suddenly understood what Zhao Ning did.

Zhan Zhao and everyone in the Kaifeng Mansion were protecting Zhao Zhen in the palace, and now they are surrounded by people brought by Zhao Jue. If Zhan Zhao insists on resisting to the end, he will undoubtedly die.

At that time, Zhao Ning cooperated with Zhao Jue everywhere, and even helped Zhao Jue intentionally, probably in order to ask Zhao Jue to stay with Zhan Zhao in the future.

When Zhao Ning saw Zhan Zhao, there was no conflict with Zhao Wumian's mission, so he was willing to make it easier.

What's more, Zhao Ning also helped him a lot, so it's not easy for him to refuse her even for such a trivial matter.

Zhao Wumian said: "This subordinate will arrange for the princess to meet the son-in-law."

After Zhao Wumian left, the Eight Wise King came out from behind the screen. He looked at Zhao Ning, sighed, and said, "Ah Ning, you are still young, and you still have a long way to go."

The Baxian King closed his eyes, and said, "Let my father do the matter of accompanying Zhao Jue to sacrifice to heaven."

With Yihuo's talent as a supplement, without Yihuo's talent as usurpation, but even though Yiyin Huoguang has great talent, there are still words that are disrespectful to the emperor in the history books.

What's more, Zhao Zhen didn't make a big mistake, he can be called a benevolent monarch of a generation, arbitrarily abolishing the establishment, it is tantamount to Wang Mang usurping the Han and Dong Zhuo dominating the government.

Courtiers abolishing the emperor are destined to leave an eternal infamy.

He didn't want his only daughter to be reviled in the future.

If given the choice, he is willing to bear these things for her.

Zhao Ning walked up to the Baxian King, held his arm, and said with a smile: "If the father is gone, who can arrange for uncle?"

General Di Qing, a good general of the time, a genius of the sky, is best at running thousands of miles.

He brought the most elite troops and sneaked into Tokyo City without a sound.

Zhao Jue thought that the city of Tokyo had already been organized into an iron wall by him, but he didn't know that there must be something different about the Eight Worthy Kings who have been standing for so many years.

If the eight sage kings have no uniqueness, how can they be the eight sage kings hanging above the imperial power?

Perhaps the image of the Eight Sage Kings as a dandy for many years is so deeply rooted in people's hearts that people forget that since Emperor Taizong, there have been three emperors in the Song Dynasty, and the three emperors have been very courteous to him.

Knowing that Di Qing's matter is more important, the Eighth Sage King opened his eyes with a little guilt in his eyes, and patted Zhao Ning's hand that was holding his arm: "I'm sorry for you."

Rights and responsibilities are always in contrast.

Zhao Ning smiled and said, "It's just a play together."

"The empress dowager is slacking off, so I have to go if I can't."

The day when Zhao Jue sacrificed to the heaven was getting closer, Zhao Wumian came to the palace to take Zhao Ning into the palace, and took her to meet Zhan Zhao who was surrounded in the palace.

Soldiers in iron armor pointed towards the hall, and rows of archers stood aside, their sword blades gleaming with cold light, making them intimidating to look at.

Zhao Wumian waved his hand, and the soldiers made way out of their own accord.

Zhao Ning walked in.

On the day when the city of Tokyo was broken, Zhan Zhao protected Bao Zheng, Zhao Zhen, and the courtiers who were unwilling to surrender to Zhao Jue, and hid in Zichen Palace.

In the Zichen Palace, because there were no maids and eunuchs to clean it, and it was winter again, it felt bleak.

Zhao Ning stepped on the thick snow carefully, and just a few steps away, someone grabbed his wrist and crashed into a warm embrace.

Familiar breath rushed over, and Zhan Zhao's voice was as clear as ever: "Why are you here?"

Zhao Ning buried his head in Zhan Zhao's arms and whispered, "I miss you."

Zhan Zhao chuckled and ruffled her hair.

I haven't seen him for half a month, but Zhao Ning is still the same as he remembered, white and soft, well-behaved.

After the poison on her body was detoxified, her body was no longer as cold as before, and when she held her hand, it was already slightly warm.

The appearance of Zhao Ning was the one he had thought about countless times in his heart, and the one he was most willing to see.

White head and eyebrows are finally no longer a dream, and Zhan Zhao dared to let go of the heart that had been hanging for many days.

Zhan Zhao bowed his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

The cold wind blew, and the snow flakes from the trees fell down, sprinkled on them one after another.

After the kiss ended, Zhao Ning blushed again.

Zhan Zhao held her hand tightly, Zhao Ning leaned in his arms, his breath was a little unsteady, and said, "Will you come over on the day of offering sacrifices to heaven?"

"meeting."

That day was the day when the assassins sent by Empress Dowager Liu killed Zhao Jue. In the melee, who would take care of his little wife?

There was no threat to Zhao Zhen's life in the Zichen Palace. Zhao Jue was busy enthroning and offering sacrifices to heaven, so he might not be able to spare time to kill Zhao Zhen. What's more, Zhao Jue would not kill Zhao Zhen immediately in order to gain a good reputation.

In this way, Zhan Zhao can just spare time to protect Zhao Ning.

After receiving Zhan Zhao's reply, Zhao Ning felt more at ease.

After all, Empress Dowager Liu is a person who does big things regardless of small details. At present, Zhao Jue may not spare people to protect her safety.

Time slipped away inch by inch, and the voice of soldiers came from outside the palace. Zhao Ning knew that it was Zhao Wumian who was urging him, so he reluctantly separated from Zhan Zhao.

Zhao Wumian sent Zhao Ning back to the palace where she used to live. On the way back, she met Du Yu walking out of the garden.

Du Yu walked towards him and shook his arms.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, and said, "What trouble have you caused?"

"It's hurtful to say that."

Du Yu hooked Zhao Wumian's shoulder, and the people following Zhao Wumian stopped in their tracks.

There was no one around, Du Yu said: "If there is a change tomorrow, you take the prince out from the southwest corner gate, all the way north, and don't come back."

Zhao Wumian's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "What happened?"

"Nothing happened."

Du Yu looked away and said, "I'm just planning for a rainy day."

Zhao Wumian broke away from Du Yu's hand holding his shoulder, looked at her coldly, and said, "You don't have to hide it from me."

Du Yu smiled, bumped Zhao Wumian's shoulder, and said, "I'm just saying casually, why are you nervous?"

"I mean if."

"No ifs!"

Zhao Wumian said categorically: "The prince put all his eggs in one basket and put 20 people on the line to get this ending. If there is no if, there will be no if!"

The author has something to say: Zhao Ning: There is an if!

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