Cui Weizhen, who had been away from home for half a year, returned home and enjoyed detached treatment. His wife greeted him, his son was smart and sensible, his daughter was innocent and cute, and his wife was as close to him as ever.
The homesickness of being away for a long time all disappeared on this day.
However, the warm and happy time is always short-lived. Just after his daughter's full-moon ceremony, he had to report on his work. It happened that the next day was the court meeting, and he felt the storm of the courtiers.
It is unknown what the situation is in the DPRK, but Ye Zhenzhen can get a glimpse of it from Cui Weizhen's subtle emotions. The situation does not seem to be optimistic.
"You came back so early today?"
Ye Zhenzhen did not directly ask him about the government affairs, but took off his cloak. It was now the time when the warmth returned to cold, and Cui Weizhen was still weak. Ye Zhenzhen was worried that the wind would blow while he was riding, so she had to let him put on his cloak.
Up.
If it were in the past, Cui Weizhen would definitely not be willing to wear a cloak in this season, but he couldn't resist Ye Zhenzhen's eager eyes and put it on obediently.
Of course, as long as he received a lot of attention after going to court.
Cui Weizhen sat down next to her, took the tea handed to her, and asked: "Where is the little cotton-padded jacket? Are you asleep?"
"I just fell asleep." Ye Zhenzhen said helplessly: "I cried a lot just now. I don't know what happened. Mrs. Hu said that the child had a nightmare and was scared to tears."
Do newborn babies have nightmares? Ye Zhenzhen was puzzled and could only forcefully explain: "I guess she dreamed that her brother snatched her milk."
Cui Weizhen's mouth twitched. His mother's imagination is even richer than that of a child.
When the air-conditioning on his body gradually dissipated, Cui Weizhen followed Ye Zhenzhen to the Nuan Pavilion to see his daughter. The little cotton-padded jacket was sleeping with a flushed face, and kept smacking its little mouth. Occasionally, he would crack a smile, and there was no trace of what he had just done.
Traces of crying from nightmares.
The couple gathered together, whispered, and drew pictures of how the child looked similar to themselves. They discussed it with gusto and unknowingly wasted time.
By the time I went back to the back room again, it was already half an hour later.
Ye Zhenzhen noticed that Cui Weizhen's mood was gradually recovering, and finally asked curiously: "How is the situation at the court meeting today?"
Cui Weizhen paused while drinking tea.
Ye Zhenzhen had a guess in her mind and was very puzzled: "You have cured the flood. Logically speaking, it should be a great achievement. Your Majesty, regardless of your merits, just reward him. Do you still have to listen to the slanderous words of the traitor to punish you?"
She was the most defensive, and her eyes were filled with anger unconsciously. In the past six months, the right and wrong about Weizhen had never been settled. In order not to cause trouble, she ignored it at all. Should she let it go now?
Cui Weizhen was startled by her, but it was not because of her anger.
He quickly covered her mouth: "Be careful, don't speak nonsense to Your Majesty."
Ye Zhenzhen looked at him angrily.
On the contrary, Cui Weizhen was amused by her, gently held her in his arms, and coaxed: "Don't be angry, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, His Majesty is a wise king, and the slanders of treacherous ministers cannot influence you."
His will... is just..."
He was silent for a long time, with some indescribable complexity in his expression. After a long time, he finally said the unfinished words: "Your Majesty is already at an advanced age. The late Emperor..."
He couldn't say the rest of the disrespectful words.
However, Ye Zhenzhen, who was familiar with the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, understood what he was saying. The emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not live long, and they usually returned to the west at the age of knowing their destiny. Emperor Xuanwu was already fifty years old this year.
All emperors want to live a long life, and even more want to sit on the throne for thousands of years, but reason and emotion are separated. At this age, even if they don't want to establish a prince, they have to consider it.
Even if he didn't want to do it, he had to do it in order to stabilize people's hearts.
Ye Zhenzhen had a suspicion in her mind: "Is someone asking for a crown prince?"
Cui Weizhen couldn't help but hugged his wife. He knew that his wife would definitely understand what he meant.
"Yes, Mr. Xie sent a secret letter to Your Majesty a few days ago, saying that the country cannot be without a deputy prince. He asked your Majesty to appoint the crown prince to ensure the stability of the country. Your Majesty put the secret letter in a high cabinet, and then there was a flood in Mingzhou. Mr. Xie never said anything again.
Mention this matter. However, today at the court meeting, Taifu Xie petitioned for the appointment of a crown prince, but His Majesty refused to comment and immediately withdrew from the court."
Taifu Xie is a veteran of three dynasties. He has been upright throughout his life and is a loyal minister for the country and the people. He will not speak out easily, but as long as he speaks out, even Emperor Xuanwu will be a little wary.
Now that Taifu Xie has taken the initiative to propose the appointment of a crown prince, it can be seen that it has reached a point where it is absolutely necessary. However, Emperor Xuanwu has sole control of the world, and at such a sensitive time, no wonder he is afraid.
It is no wonder that Cui Weizhen was sent to Mingzhou to control the flood. It should be that Emperor Xuanwu realized that King Wei was powerful and wanted to weaken his power.
Ye Zhenzhen's heart suddenly rose: "Will that..."
"Don't worry."
Cui Weizhen saw through what she was thinking: "Your Majesty is a wise king and will not accuse me of this. The most likely thing is to let me go out of the capital."
Ah, leaving Beijing to take up a foreign post?
Ye Zhenzhen was surprised: "You mean His Majesty will let you go? Where will you go?"
If it were some barbaric land, it would be an exile.
Cui Weizhen shook his head: "I don't know. It's just that the possibility of being released outside is very high. My merits and demerits are in the emperor's heart. Your Majesty will not let me go to the wilderness, but it will not be as prosperous as the capital after all. You have to accompany me.
It’s hard.”
"What are you talking about?"
Ye Zhenzhen glared at him: "No matter how hard it is, can it be as hard as the time in Yejia Village? Our family shares the joys and sorrows, and I will go wherever you go."
In fact, releasing it outside is not a bad thing.
Nowadays, the capital is already experiencing troubles. If you continue to stay in the capital, it is inevitable that the big trees will attract the wind. There is no guarantee that you will be swept away by the typhoon. It would be better if you can go out to avoid the wind.
Moreover, by being able to take charge of one party by externalizing it, Cui Weizhen got what he wanted.
Only then did Ye Zhenzhen understand why Cui Weizhen was so depressed when he returned home. He was probably not worried about this incident, but worried about them.
Cui Weizhen sighed softly: "I have to worry that the little cotton-padded jacket is still so young. He will have to run around with us before he has a few good days."
"How can a child know how to run around when he is young? The adults have suffered all the hardships. There are servants waiting on him inside and outside, front and back, so it's not a big deal."
Why isn't Ye Zhenzhen worried? But if it turns out to be true, this is a problem that has to be faced. Now it's just the couple's self-comfort.
Moreover, based on her understanding of Cui Weizhen, since it was mentioned in this way, it was a definite fact that he would leave Beijing.
As a result, Ye Zhenzhen had to consider the placement and management of various industries.