Huangfu Lingfeng's tone was calm: "He has no intention of acknowledging his ancestors and returning to the clan. He also promised not to do anything he shouldn't do. I choose to believe him."
Sicang was silent for a moment, then hummed casually: "You can figure it out yourself."
Huangfu Lingfeng raised his head, somewhat surprised: "Your Majesty, don't you ask who he is?"
"I'm not interested in knowing." Si Cang answered simply, "You choose to believe him, and I choose to believe you; if he does something he shouldn't do in the future, you will bear the responsibility."
Huangfu Lingfeng was silent, his eyes a little warmer: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
No matter how unruly a person is, they probably can't resist the feeling of being trusted unconditionally. The trust between monarch and ministers is especially valuable.
"If you have nothing to do, just go to the military camp for a walk." Sicang frowned, "The general is getting older, you should share some of his burdens for him."
"My father is in his prime, and it's still early." Huangfu Lingfeng returned to his carefree tone, "I still want to be dissolute for a few more years."
Sicang said: "In that case, I will make an exception and let you sit in the imperial study and study."
Huangfu Lingfeng frowned: "Reading in the Imperial Study Room?"
"You can freely enter and leave the imperial study and do some cheap things for me." Sicang said calmly, "This will not affect your freedom, and you can also earn political achievements."
Huangfu Lingfeng didn't know what to say for a moment. The emperor really knows how to treat people well.
Yun Zishu asked: "Prince Jing was sent back to Guanyi?"
"Send him back." Speaking of King Jing, Huangfu Lingfeng had a hint of sneer on his face, "He really wanted to join forces with the Crown Prince of Southern Qi to break the current predicament, but unfortunately the result is that God often doesn't follow people's wishes."
Yun Zishu was not surprised at all.
During the enthronement ceremony, she and Sicang noticed the scene where Prince Jing and Prince Nan Qi were whispering, and they knew what he was planning without even thinking.
Sicang released him, and King Jing thought he had a chance, but he didn't know that it was just a fantasy.
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first." Huangfu Lingfeng bowed, "I drank all night with King Jing and Prince Mobei last night. It's time to go back and catch up on some sleep."
Sicang did not keep him and allowed him to leave.
After Huangfu Lingfeng left, Yun Zishu stood up and walked to the imperial case: "Whether it's a man or a woman, the higher you stand, the more you come into contact with, the more you know."
Si Cang stood up and gave the chair to her. Yun Zishu sat on the chair and looked through the folders: "Who do you think Rong Zhan is?"
"The concubine of the Southern Qi military general Murong's family."
"You know?" Yun Zishu raised her head in surprise, her eyes fell on his face, and she quickly understood, "Before you returned to Dongyou, you checked out all the capable ministers and generals in Dongyou?"
Sicang nodded: "General Huangfu's Mansion is where Dongyou's heavy troops rely, so his family members naturally want to find out the details. This is not only for ourselves, but also to ensure the safety of Huangfu's family."
It is self-evident what it would mean if a spy infiltrated the mansion of a military general who held a large number of troops, or if foreign chess pieces were involved in the future.
"If there is really a spy, the charge of collaborating with the enemy and treason will not go away." Yun Zishu nodded, "Or even if that person is innocent, once the opponent in the court gets the handle, the general Wang will also be in danger."
Since ancient times, the defense of the country has relied on military generals. The most taboo thing for kings is military generals. If they are not careful, their entire family will be wiped out.
Si Cang found out the details of the General's Palace in advance and knew Rong Zhan's identity. In addition to ensuring that the General's Palace was completely reliable, he could also be sure that Rong Zhan, an outsider, would not bring trouble to the Huangfu family.
"But in the final analysis, the trust between the king and his ministers mainly depends on two points. One is the emperor's sage, and the other is the loyalty of the ministers. All other factors are not the most important." Yun Zishu concluded, "If the king is jealous, no matter how many generals he has.
Loyalty cannot eliminate his fear."
Sicang nodded: "Shu'er is right."
"Sicang." Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows and began to praise her husband every day, "You are becoming more and more magnanimous as a king of a country. You are like a born emperor with majesty, which is intimidating to others."
Sicang was silent for a long time, then whispered: "It's all Shu'er's credit."
Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows: "My credit?"
"Um."
Yun Zishu was silent for a while, obviously understanding what he meant, and raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, just take it as my credit."
Sicang's face became a little softer, and he reached out to pick her up from the chair and walked into the Nuan Pavilion: "You should sleep for a while. After I finish processing today's papers, we will go out of the palace to go shopping in the evening."
"Sicang, don't spoil me rotten."
"No." Si Cang gently put her on the bed, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Shu'er has always been pampering me."
It was she who was tolerant, generous, and gentle. From Dayong to Dongyou, she kept satisfying his wishes, and everything he did was just his duty.
Sicang turned around and walked out of the Nuan Pavilion, his brows furrowed incomprehensibly, as if there was dense pain oozing out from the seams in his bones. Even though he had always been able to endure it, he also had a premonition that this kind of pain was unusual.
The training of the shadow guards is very cruel. For more than ten years, they have been wandering on the edge of life and death. They have almost stepped into the gate of hell many times. Even if the injuries sustained over the years are cured, the root of the disease will remain.
Si Cang had a premonition that he might not live long. This thought came to his mind, and a strange sadness spread from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to grow old with Shu'er, and how he wanted to enjoy spring flowers, autumn moon, summer rain, and winter snow with her.
The beautiful scenery, how much I want to be with you day and night, and never be separated for a moment.
But now it seems that he may not be able to live to be half a hundred. He should be fine for another five or six years. It depends on fate, maybe thirty, maybe thirty-five... He just hopes to make arrangements for her during his lifetime.
Everything to cultivate a group of young and loyal talents for her and their children.
In this way, even if something unexpected happens in the future, their mother and son will not be in a difficult situation.
Although it is more of his own unfounded worries.
Sicang sat on the dragon chair and quietly took a booklet and read it. He knew in his heart that being a mother is strong, and Shu'er's ability was actually enough to protect their children.
It's just that he doesn't feel at ease after all.
At present, whether it is Qi Chief Assistant, General Wang, or Fu Nanchuan, they are actually loyal to the orthodox royal family of Dongyou. If Sicang is not here, they will not be willing to take orders from a woman-and a woman from a foreign race.
Unless when he dies, their children will already have the ability and courage to inherit the country and rule the ministers.
But that would take at least eighteen years.
Sicang turned his head and looked outside the hall, with a rare hesitation on his eyebrows.