Liu Mingzhi and Li Ye were chatting about some unnecessary topics.
I don’t know if they are drunk because they like wine, or because they are drunk without being drunk. They each drank a bottle of wine, and they all found an excuse to go and have a rest in the name of being too drunk.
Liu Mingzhi called Liu Song to guide the drunken Li Ye to his main house, which he had barely lived in, to rest, while he staggered towards Qi Yun's courtyard.
After passing the arch of the courtyard, Liu Mingzhi was not even drunk at all. It was true that he smelled of alcohol, but his eyes were clear and transparent, which meant that Liu Mingzhi was quite conscious now.
Mr. Liu lowered his head and twirled the ring on his hand and was silent for a long time. He glanced at the main room in the inner courtyard and rushed towards Qi Yun's boudoir with an inexplicable expression.
"Yun'er, have you rested?"
The candlelight flickering in the room and the shadows of people above the windows indicated that there was indeed someone in the room, but there was no response to Liu Mingzhi's answer.
Young Master Liu was stunned for a moment, then seemed to come to his senses. He pushed the door open and walked into the room with a silent groan.
As expected, Qi Yun was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding her cheek in one hand, lost in thought, looking like she was in a state of trance.
Liu Mingzhi walked over lightly and stopped behind Qi Yun.
"Yun'er."
Qi Yun's delicate body trembled slightly, but she still sat there blankly without responding.
Liu Mingzhi knew that Qi Yun had known about his arrival for a long time, and the reason why he did not respond to him was simply because of his son Liu Chengzhi.
"What? You started to ignore your husband because of your son's affairs?"
Qi Yun sighed softly and lowered her head silently.
Liu Mingzhi, who was standing on one side, could easily observe the tears twinkling in the corners of the beauty's eyes.
Liu Mingzhi had clearly thought up his words a long time ago, but Liu Mingzhi was at a loss when he saw this.
"Madam, don't be like this. It's not good for your husband."
"It's not a taste. Then you sent your son to the battlefield with your own hands. Don't you know where the battlefield is? He is only eleven years old. What is the difference between you and letting him die?
He has been practicing martial arts with my concubine since he was a child to strengthen his body, but on the battlefield, there are flashes of swords and shadows, and blood is dripping. He has never experienced such a scene. If he loses consciousness and is killed by the enemy..."
Qi Yun no longer dared to say the following words, as she was afraid that her words would unfortunately come true.
Liu Mingzhi placed his trembling palms on Qi Yun's shoulders: "Do you know how old the youngest recruit in the Hundred Battles Army is?
Fourteen years old, just fourteen years old.
He is two years older than Chengfeng, three years older than Chengzhi, and four years older than Chengqian.
Whose sons are they? Whose husbands are they? Which unborn child are they the father of?
They can go to the battlefield, why can't my son go to the battlefield?
Just because he is the son of King Liu Mingzhi, shouldn't he go to the battlefield to experience it?
I remember that you told my husband that you were only thirteen years old when you followed your master to wander the world.
Why, you were able to fight in the bloody world at the age of thirteen, but your son couldn't experience the swords and swords at the age of eleven? Yue'er was only eight years old when she took command and went to war. Although she had Wanyan Chizha to assist her, she saw it with her own eyes
Witnessed the cruelty and bloodshed of war.
She was only eight years old at that time. Chengzhi is already eleven years old this year. Why can't he go to the battlefield?
Yun'er, you are not such an unreasonable person in your husband's heart."
Qi Yun's delicate body trembled suddenly, she turned around and threw herself into her husband's arms with tears in her eyes, sobbing loudly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong, but Chengzhi is the flesh that fell off my body. I can't help but be afraid of him."
Liu Mingzhi raised his hand and hugged Qi Yun tightly: "Yun'er, I don't blame you for being a husband. My son is traveling thousands of miles and my mother is worried. I can understand your feelings as a mother.
But now that Chengzhi has become the heir apparent, he must take this path.
Time is ruthless, and the two of us are already in our early 30s in the blink of an eye. This child is not too old, not too small. As the future King of Side by Side, he will rule over more than 9 million people in the 27 prefectures of Northern Xinjiang.
His safety is in danger, if he doesn’t have a strong character and means, how can you ask him to take over the position of husband in the future!"
"I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."
"Silly lady, these 300,000 soldiers and horses are the foundation for him to inherit the throne in the future. Let him get in touch with the generals early, which is better than arranging ten paths for him as a husband.
Don’t worry, nothing will happen.”
"Well, I understand."
Liu Mingzhi took out his handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of Qi Yun's eyes. He hugged the beauty's Liu waist with both hands, turned around and sat on the chair, letting Qi Yun lie in his arms.
"Your Majesty is here and staying at the mansion."
"Well, I know... what? Your Majesty... Your Majesty is here? Where are you now? I will immediately send the message to the sisters to accompany my husband to the ceremony."
"You sent the children out before you came back, and Your Majesty came right after. My husband has been drinking and chatting with Your Majesty in the main hall for half an hour. Your Majesty went back to rest after he was too drunk.
I don’t know if it’s just that I’m really too drunk, or if I’m not drunk and everyone is drunk.”
"This...husband, why didn't you tell your servants to send a message earlier? If your majesty thinks that my sisters disappeared on purpose, wouldn't it be too rude? Will it cause another gap between you and your ministers?"
Liu Mingzhi breathed out softly, grabbed Qi Yun's slender jade fingers and played with them for a while: "It's not that there's another gap, I'm afraid there's already one."
Qi Yun quickly sat up, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her phoenix eyes stared at Young Master Liu closely: "What's going on? The inspection of the three armies has only been over for half a day, how can there be a gap again?
Has His Majesty asked you about your prestige in the military?"
Liu Mingzhi shook his head sadly: "That's not true, but through my husband's words, Your Majesty mentioned the topic of wanting my husband to return to Beijing to report on his work!
That's quite good. It's bitterly cold in the North. I can't bear to have my husband stay in the North with you and live in the bitter cold.
Even if it goes against the late emperor's instructions, we must defy all opinions and transfer my husband back to the capital to report on his duties."
Qi Yun muttered and pondered for a while: "Your Majesty meant well. Compared with the capital, the environment in the North is indeed a bit rough. The climate is cold and dry. It is not even a bit worse than the capital.
But if you return to Beijing to report on your work, what will happen to the 27th House in the North?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Qi Yun'e's slightly frowning expression, chuckled and flicked the beauty's forehead: "You are so smart that you found the crux of the problem in one go.
If my husband returns to the capital to report on his duties, what should I do with the twenty-seven palaces in the North? After returning to the capital, my husband will still be the king of the dynasty, but without the king of the twenty-seven palaces, will he still be the king of the palace?"
"What? What do you mean, husband? Your Majesty plans to take the power of the twenty-seven prefectures in the North back to the court and put it under the jurisdiction of the six ministries and nine ministers after you return to the court?"
"Yes, it's so obvious. As an official in the court, I can't take the time to go back to the North to deal with the affairs of the Twenty-seventh Mansion.
As a result, the military and political power of the Twenty-seventh Mansion will naturally be taken back by the imperial court.
Although in name it may still be under the control of me, the side-by-side king, I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself when the time comes."
Qi Yun's slender jade fingers were wrapped around the ribbon around her waist and she was silent for a while. Qi Yun's beautiful eyes stared intently at Young Master Liu's eyes.
"Why is it bitterly cold in the north? I can't bear to have you suffer here. Your Majesty is obviously trying to deprive you of your vassal status under the pretense of doing so!
It seems that the prestige you, the vassal king, have shown in the military today has made His Majesty jealous, and he already has the intention of cutting down the vassal."
Liu Mingzhi smiled bitterly and nodded: "After all, she is a noble lady who loves her husband Hui Zhilan. You can see through His Majesty's intentions right away."
"How could you, a beautiful lady with a beautiful heart, still want to make me happy at this time? Have you agreed?"
"Of course I refused! My husband has made many enemies in the court. Without the confidence of his 300,000 troops, how can he fight with those old foxes in the court?"
"That's why you said that there is already a gap between you and His Majesty!"
"Of course!"
"If you refuse, what will your Majesty do?"
"Tell me, what would happen if the news about His Majesty's intention to reduce the vassal state reaches the ears of other vassal kings?"
Qi Yun's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this: "Husband, are you planning to divert trouble to the east?"
"It's really ugly to say that, for my husband, this is called He Zong Lian Heng!"