Chapter 259: The Queen's Lonely General Regards Zhao Gou as Her Son!
Chapter 259 Empress, the lonely general regards Zhao Gou as his son!
Zeng Jie looked at Zhao Yupan.
Zhao Yupan sighed quietly: "There is nothing to do with Maode and Wang Lin. Sooner or later, the father has insisted on giving the marriage. I guess the court officials are just making trouble, and it will be over after all."
Zeng Jie chuckled: "It is indeed a genius of all ages, which set the precedent for me in the Song Dynasty and all dynasties! The princess of the current dynasty gave marriage to a flat wife and a son-in-law of the current dynasty, but she was still in charge of heavy troops. Jiade and Wang Lin won a father so much.
The emperor trusts and favors him, how could he not die for his father?”
Zhao Yupan sneered: "Are you so envious? Do you want me to go to the palace to ask my father and give you a fair wife? Unfortunately, you don't have the ability of the Prince of Bohai and have not made great contributions to the Song Dynasty!
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Zeng Jie: "..."
After a silent formation, as if he felt that he was overreacting, Zhao Yupan said softly again: "I went to the palace to pay homage to my father yesterday, and I always felt that my father was very different from the past."
"The father changed the eighth brother, ninth brother and twelfth brother to the capital, which was a warning to the prince. If the prince had any evil deeds, he would be deposed and appointed. Especially the ninth brother, who changed the title of Qingzhou, I heard that he still had to be renamed.
I will give my ninth brother a chance to treat Wang Lin as his teacher and as his father..."
"With the Prince of Bohai in charge of Jingdong and Nanjing, the prince is afraid... he can't make trouble. His father's move is indeed wise, and the emperor's mind is nothing more than this."
"Hey, I'm worried that my ninth brother will compete with the prince in the future and disrupt my great Song Dynasty..." Zhao Yupan sighed.
"Your Highness is too worried. Zhao Gou must have the ambition to compete for the throne. I can't get through this level." Wang Lin walked into the hall with a smile, following Zhao Fujin, who was rippling with some aftertaste between his eyebrows.
The girl nourished by rain and dew has recently become elegant and has returned to her charming and charming appearance in the past.
Zhao Yupan and Zeng Jie stood up: "I have met the prince of the county!"
"Your Highness, the prince consort, please sit down."
Zhao Fujin also sat beside Zhao Yupan with a smile.
Zhao Yupan looked at the spring in the corner of her eyes, and his eyebrows were clustered. He wanted to say a few words, but suddenly he felt that it would be useless to say it. Instead, he would offend Wang Lin. Why bother, so he swallowed the words back.
"The prince of the county, ninth brother and aunt Wei are bothered to take care of him." Zhao Yupan said: "The prince asked me to send a message to the prince of the county."
Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged: "Oh?"
"The prince said: Siheng, please take good care of your ninth brother. If your ninth brother becomes a weapon, I am willing to give up the position of crown prince to him in the future."
Wang Lin was silent for a while before saying, "I would like to ask His Highness Jiade to help Wang Lin pass on a message to the prince: I have always been the only one who made the chess wrong, and there is no reason why others took the lead. The prince has been studying behind closed doors recently, which is actually quite good."
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On November 5, the first year of Xuanhe of the Song Dynasty.
Bohai County Prince, generalizing the military and political affairs of Jingdong East Road, Fuhu Army and Shenwu Army Jiedu governor led two thousand tiger god guards and three thousand tiger cavalry, guarding Wei Fei and the officials of the Kaifu Palace of the Prince of Yidu County, palace maids, eunuchs
More than a hundred people left Tokyo and set off for Qingzhou.
Li Gang and Wu Min, the cabinet minister of the current dynasty, led all civil and military officials out of the city gate thirty miles away.
Millions of Tokyo also came to see off.
Five days later.
The army and horses arrived at Dongping Prefecture.
Considering that Wei Ying and a group of palace maids and eunuchs and female officials were tired of traveling continuously, they did not refuse the good intention of the prefect of Dongping Prefecture, and temporarily repaired the city of Dongping Prefecture for one day.
Dongping Prefecture Inn.
Wang Lin politely declined the enthusiasm of the Dongping Prefecture Office to hold a banquet and stayed in the door and refused to leave.
As night fell, Wang Lin sat behind the desk and thought about where Zhao Gou should be placed, Qingzhou would be fine, but it seems inappropriate to have two county and princes' mansions in one Qingzhou city.
A palace maid respectfully said outside the door: "Prince, I'm welcome!"
Wang Lin got up and went to Wei Ying's room.
"I've seen the Empress." Wang Lin said seriously.
Wei Ying looked around and said lightly: "You guys go down and rest first, I will say a few words to the Prince of Bohai."
After the palace maid finished leaving, Wei Yingyou said, "Five days after leaving Beijing, the prince of the county has never said half a word to the slave. Do you want to draw a clear line with the slave?"
Wang Lin coughed and said, "If the Empress does not call you, how dare I offend me?"
Wei Ying spat and glared at him with a charming look.
Wang Lin chuckled and sat next to Wei Ying, saying softly: "If you have something to say, ask. There is no need to be so disagreeable between you and me."
Wei Ying fell in Wang Lin's arms: "I've been dreaming these days. The official family has really entrusted Nu and Gou'er to you. I'm thinking, isn't this a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?"
Wang Lin took her plump place: "Actually you are a tiger and a wolf, I am a sheep."
Wei Ying blushed: "Nu and Gou'er both fell into your hands, and you will let you control it in the future. I dare not ask for anything else. I just hope you can protect Gou'er for peace all your life."
"Well, don't worry, Empress, I will regard Zhao Gou as my son!"
Wei Yingxia flew her cheeks, and she was so sarcastic: "You...bad guy!"
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Wang Lin sat up slowly, looked at Wei Ying who was ashamed to her and said lightly: "I'm wondering whether to place you two elsewhere or in Qingzhou?"
Wei Ying was stunned: "Why shouldn't Gou'er be established in Qingzhou when he changed his title to Qingzhou?"
"A small Qingzhou City, I have me, the Prince of Bohai. If I have him, the Prince of Yidu, one city and two kings, it seems inappropriate." Wang Lin pondered for a moment: "Otherwise, I am in Dengzhou.
It is actually quite good to build a royal palace for Zhao Gou and live along the coast."
Wei Ying's pretty face changed: "You want us to leave Qingzhou?"
"Gou'er is young, if she is not by your side, how can you let us live in this place where life is sparse?" Wei Ying shed tears.
"Don't think too much. I just considered that Qingzhou is not Tokyo, the city is small and the people are weak, so it is difficult for me to find a place to build a county prince's mansion for you that complies with the regulations."
"The mansion doesn't need to be very big, it's actually a famous house. With the palace maids, eunuchs and female officials given by the government, there are only one hundred people, and you have a big Qingzhou City. Can't you tolerate us mother and mother?"
Wang Lin remained silent.
He knew Wei Ying's thoughts.
From her and Zhao Gou's standpoint, she said that she would definitely not want to leave Qingzhou. The closer she is to Wang Lin, the better, and she wished she could move into his Bohai County Prince's Mansion.
It’s not that there is no place, but if this is transmitted back to Tokyo, it will cause a stir in the government and the country. Why bother yourself?
"Okay, otherwise we will discuss it when we return to Qingzhou? We have to ask Zhao Gou's opinion, right?"
"In the future, with Zhao Gou here in Qingzhou, I'm afraid you and I can't meet you all the time."
Wei Ying pouted: "What's this about bringing the slave out of the palace? Is it a matter of abandoning the mess? I don't care. If you don't want me, I will report to the official and say that you are in vain in the harem...
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Wei Ying laughed as she spoke.
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Qingzhou.
Li Qingzhao was wearing a fur cloak and sat quietly under the red candle, chanting Wang Lin's poem "Breaking Story from Beijing" - sending Taiwei Zhang to Hebei.
"When you are drunk, you look at the sword with a lamp, and dream of blowing the horns and camps. You are divided into 800 miles of fire, and you are fifty strings to turn the sound of the outside world. The soldiers on the battlefield are drawn. The horses are made of fast, and the bow is astonished as thunder and strings. It is clear that the king and the world are in trouble.
Winning the reputation before and after death. Poor white happened!”
In the past two days, Qingzhou has been circulating this poem all over the city. The so-called "the dragon and phoenix in the poem are called king and li" has also been talked about. After all, the dragon and phoenix in the poem are all in Qingzhou, and it is followed by it.
Also coming was the news that Wang Lin once again suppressed the rebellion and then appointed him as the king.
Li Qingzhao's thin body outlined a slender silhouette under the candlelight. Wang Lin's heroic and elegant face appeared in front of her, and a red cloud couldn't help but float on her face.
She is the leader in the article, and she likes to recite poems, drink tea and read books. Sometimes she is inevitably full of talent and sentimentality.
To be honest, Li Qingzhao didn't care much about Wang Lin's name as the best general in the world, but this poem caused a ripple in Li Qingzhao's heart and could not dissipate for a long time.
Li Qingzhao got up and opened the window. A bleak autumn wind blew in, and she couldn't help but have a cold war.
The night outside the window is like water and the bright moon is like a hook.
She stood in front of the window for a long time, and she couldn't let go of worry, so she murmured softly: "Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was blowing, and the thick sleep couldn't stop the residual wine. I asked the person who rolled the curtain, but he said that the crabapple was still there. Do you know, do you know?
It's green, fat, red and thin."
At this moment, a crisp and soft voice came: "Sister Qingzhao, have you ever rested?"
A charming young woman smiled and walked through the hand-paper corridor and came to the yard. She followed her two beautiful girls, one beautiful and the other as beautiful as a peony.
Li Qingzhao calmed down and saw that it was Pan Jinlian, so she did not dare to neglect her. She immediately welcomed her out of the room.
"Qingzhao pays homage to Madam Pan."
Although Pan Jinlian is not Wang Lin’s wife, everyone knows her position in Wang Lin’s heart, and she also has imperial edicts in the court, and her status in the mansion is second only to that of his wife Han Yan.
Pan Jinlian chuckled and helped Li Qingzhao up: "Sister Qingzhao, Linlang has sent back the news. He is about to return to Qingzhou. Our Bohai County Duke Mansion is about to be upgraded to Bohai County Prince's Mansion."
Li Qingzhao also smiled: "That's good. You can't call me a messenger in the future, you will be called a prince."
"I heard that Linlang was named king, and the head of the Meng family gave up the house next to the Meng family. The expansion has begun in the past two days, and the two palaces have been merged into one... Sister Yan'er is very heavy, and this is rebuilt
The matter was left to the slave."
Pan Jinlian held Li Qingzhao's hand and said, "The Meng family's house is actually bigger than our mansion, with better yards inside. Sister Yan'er said that the name is so rustic, and she would like to ask Sister Qingzhao to help her name a few.
good?"
Li Qingzhao was stunned: "How can this make it?"
"Sister Yan'er said that Sister Qingzhao is very literary, and the names she gave are really elegant and interesting. For example, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion you gave her to the yard you gave her to her and the Huifangyuan you gave me to her residence are all excellent names.
The sisters at home all expect Qingzhao to take action again.”
Pan Jinlian smiled and said, "Sister Yan'er said that Sister Qingzhao and Linlang are known as Longfeng in the poem. Why not be called Longfengzhai in your yard, right?"
Li Qingzhao blushed: "Madam Pan, does your wife specifically ask you to tease me?"
A playful smile flashed through Pan Jinlian's beautiful eyes: "Sister Qingzhao, I think Sister Yan'er's words are reasonable. The dragon and phoenix in the poem are in Qingzhou. This is the fate destined by God."