Chapter 1466 Emperor Chongping: The next letter...
Shenjing, Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden
In the early morning hours of winter, you can see streaks of golden-red sunlight penetrating the thin mist in the eastern sky filled with clouds.
Xiren and Zijuan are now sitting in front of the dressing table with a diamond-shaped bronze mirror. Her plump-skinned face is filled with rose-red aura. In the bright bronze mirror, the mirror light is as clear as water, and her eyebrows are covered with a beautiful spring charm.
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Xiren thought about all the life-threatening entanglements last night, and he couldn't help but feel happy and inexplicable.
Xiren got up, took a pair of scissors, came to the bed, looked at a bright red plum on the snow-white sheet, walked closer and cut it, his heart was filled with joy and throbbing.
After a while, a red plum blossom was visible, as red as blood, which was particularly eye-catching and almost dazzling people's eyes.
Her beautiful eyebrows are as beautiful as spring mountains, and her eyes are as bright as water, and her heart can't help but feel an inexplicable joy.
Zicuckoo also slowly turned around, holding a pair of scissors in her hand. Her face, which had a bit of baby fat, was also blushing with shame, and her eyes were as bright as water.
The attacker turned around at this moment, handed over the cut piece of cloth with bright red blood stains, and said softly: "Zicuckoo, this is yours."
Zijuan: "..."
What is this word?
However, Zicuckoo also reached out and took the ropa handed to her by the attacker, and was a little dazed for a moment.
At this moment, Xiren also finished his work carefully. His face with a shrewd air was as bright and red as drunkenness, and a strand of hair hung down from his temples. His voice was a little delicate and charming, and he said
: "We will be the prince's people from now on."
Compared to Zijuan, who still addresses her as an uncle, Xiren has now changed her name to "Prince", or has already fantasized about becoming the wife of Emperor Gaoming.
Zicuckoo said softly, "Hmm", and her eyes were a little dazed.
Thinking of Jia Heng's love for her last night, Zijuan's heart trembled slightly, but she felt that her delicate body was still a little hot.
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Ningguo Mansion
While Jia Heng was talking, he and Dai Yu rode in a carriage with an octagonal hollow, a high shaft, and a square light yellow curtain.
At this moment, in the carriage compartment, there is a copper basin with a blazing fire under the carriage. When the heat is rising, it dissipates the cold air of winter and feels warm.
Ning'anfang, Linzhai
Lin Ruhai had previously received the news from someone sent by Jia Heng that he was coming to visit his relatives, so he sat in the hall early to drink tea and wait.
After a while, a servant from outside quickly walked into the hall and said, "Master, Prince Wei and the girl are here."
Lin Ruhai heard this, put down the blue and white porcelain tea cup in his hand, and said with joy on his face: "I'll go and greet you."
While talking, Lin Ruhai stood up, came to the Yimen, stood up, stared at the young man in python suit who came from outside with his daughter, and said: "Ziyu, Yu'er, here they come."
Jia Heng stared at Lin Ruhai and said softly: "I've met my uncle."
Daiyu is wearing a vermilion dress and a beautiful bun. She is dignified and beautiful. Looking from a distance, the beauty behaves elegantly, just like a lady.
And that beautiful, fair-skinned jade face, white and rosy, is bright and moving.
Hearing Jia Heng's self-identification, he couldn't help but glance at the boy in the python suit and secretly thought, what is the title? Shouldn't he be calling his father-in-law?
Lin Ruhai's eyes were as warm as the rising sun, and the smile on his face was extremely prosperous, and he said: "Zi Yu doesn't need to be polite, let's go into the room first."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to invite Jia Heng to sit down in the hall.
At this moment, the servant served him a cup of fragrant tea, then bowed and left.
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and looked at Lin Ruhai with warm eyes.
Lin Ruhai smiled and said: "Zi Yu, it's rare for you and Zhu'er to come over this time. I just asked the chef to prepare a large table of dishes. Let's have a few drinks together later."
At this moment, Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Ruhai, and said softly: "Uncle, have you seen all the recent memorials in Beijing?"
While the two were talking, they entered the study and sat down.
At this moment, Daiyu was serving tea at the side, her delicate hands were white, tender and soft.
Lin Ruhai said warmly: "What did Zi Yu want just now?"
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and asked: "What does the unknown cabinet stand for now?"
"The elders in the cabinet, including Mr. Li Ge, have no attitude. For example, Mr. Gao Ge and Mr. Lu Ge want to establish direct descendants. However, the King of Wei has no children. For the sake of the Han Dynasty, establishing Wei vassal is really not the best. Establish Chu Fan." Lin Ruhai looked solemn and shook his head.
Jia Heng said: "I'm afraid that the Holy One in the palace is also swaying from side to side."
Lin Ruhai shook his head gently, looked a little far away, and said: "What the Sacred Heart is like, outsiders don't know, it is probably what is spread among the outside world."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment. Under his sword-shaped brows, his eyes were shining brightly and he asked, "What about my uncle's wishes?"
Lin Ruhai said worriedly: "The King of Wei is gentle and simple, but he has no children, while the King of Chu is resolute and decisive, but his foundation is shallow. If he rashly establishes a virtuous man, the situation in the court may be turbulent."
This is the political predicament of the Han Dynasty today, or in other words, this is the predicament caused by Wei King Chen Ran Wuzi himself.
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "What my uncle said is true. Now I don't have much to say about the establishment of the East Palace."
"With Ziyu's status, it is really inappropriate to come out to support any party, otherwise it will be the final word." Lin Ruhai reminded.
Jia Heng smiled and said softly: "My uncle thinks highly of me, I'm afraid it will only make me more angry."
Lin Ruhai couldn't help but smile.
Jia Heng's eyes were deep and incomprehensible, and he said: "No matter who is appointed as the East Palace, they will inevitably... be wary of me and rely on me."
After Lin Ruhai heard this, he nodded and said: "What Zi Yu said is right, he is both defensive and reliable. Zi Yu has the talent to manage a country, and the new king in the future will definitely rely on Zi Yu's talents and strategies, but if he wants to continue But I can no longer lead the troops."
He is probably the Minister of Military Aircraft and an advisor.
Jia Heng said: "Now I can only hibernate for the time being."
Lin Ruhai nodded, then changed the topic, looked at Daiyu aside, and said softly: "Yu'er, Ziyu is back this time. He should not lead troops on expeditions again, and he will have more time to spend with you.
"
Under Daiyu's curly and relaxed eyebrows, her bright starry eyes were as bright as water, and she said, "Dad, there are so many people he wants to accompany, so he doesn't need to accompany me."
Lin Ruhai: "..."
The look on Jia Heng's face was a little uneasy, and he asked: "Uncle, the food should be ready. I'm a little hungry now."
Daiyu's beautiful, jade-like white face was clearly blushing like clouds, with a rosy aura, and her pair of sparkling bright eyes seemed to cast an angry look at the boy in the python suit, and said: "I just know how to eat.
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Lin Ruhai turned to look at Jia Heng and said: "In these days, Lu Jiang has tried to persuade Mr. Li Ge and Mr. Gao Ge several times to take back the position of the Imperial Envoy of the Beijing Camp from Zi Yu."
Jia Heng said: "The follow-up of Liaodong affairs has not yet been decided. In addition, the Mongolian tribes outside the Great Wall still need the cavalry and soldiers of the Beijing camp to suppress them. As for the post of the Jiedu envoy of the Beijing camp, to me, it is feasible.
Nothing more."
Lin Ruhai said: "But those civil servants don't think so."
As the saying goes, help relatives but not help. Even though Lin Ruhai is a standard scholar-official, seeing his son-in-law being squeezed out, some opinions will inevitably arise in his heart.
The two chatted, ranging from the current affairs of the DPRK to sea trade.
Lin Ruhai nodded and said: "Nowadays, sea trade is booming, and the imperial treasury does not know how much tax money balance it has. It is expected that a navy will show its power to the outside world and shock all the barbarians."
Jia Heng's eyes were piercing under his sword-shaped brows, and he said: "What my uncle said is not unreasonable."
Lin Ruhai nodded and said loudly: "What Mr. Li Ge means is to wait until the spring comes and the flowers bloom, and everything goes well in Liaodong, and then we will gradually disband the troops."
Just like that, in the evening, in the dead of winter, the fiery red sunset spread across the western sky, as bright as fire.
On the other side of the carriage, Jia Heng and Dai Yu left Lin's house and boarded the carriage. In the carriage, the two sat next to each other, cuddling against each other.
Daiyu leaned her beautiful waterfall-like head against Jia Heng's shoulder. There was a hint of worry in her voice, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, are things in the court becoming more and more dangerous?"
Jia Heng nodded and said, "That's about right. There have been severe storms in Beijing recently, so we can only hide our capabilities and bide our time in the mansion for a while."
Under Daiyu's smoky eyebrows, her starry eyes shone brightly, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, please rest for a while in the mansion."
While talking, Jia Heng took Daiyu in a carriage and returned to Ningguo Mansion.
When I first arrived at the house, I saw lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere, and red Double Happiness characters posted on the beams, pillars and windows, creating a festive atmosphere.
Daiyu's curved eyebrows raised, with a hint of amusement, she said, "This is to accommodate Sister Xiuyan and the others."
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "Sister Lin, the day after tomorrow is an auspicious day, and then Sister Lin will have a glass of wedding wine."
When Daiyu heard this, she felt extremely shy. She couldn't help but hit Jia Heng with her pink fist and said, "You've got an advantage but you still act like a good boy."
Jia Heng said: "Okay, sister, let's go back to Xiaoxiang Pavilion."
Daiyu's face, as white as jade, turned red with shame, and she seemed to respond softly, and in her gleaming eyes, she couldn't help but show a bit of joy and inexplicable joy, and said softly: "Brother Heng."
While the two were talking, they walked back along the lacquered wood railing corridor and came to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and sat down on a pear tree chair.
Zicuckoo and Xiren hurriedly approached and said, "Girl, I'm back."
At this moment, the two maids had already combed their hair into elegant buns, and their faces as white as snow were flushed with a bright red color, as bright as after the rain.
Daiyu nodded and whispered: "I'm very tired now. Pour me a cup of tea."
The attacker secretly glanced at the young man in the python suit, his brows filled with shyness and joy, and he could not hide the joy in his voice, and said softly: "Girl, wait a moment."
Saying that, he came to the side.
As the girl walks away with her plump waist, the beauty's plump and round body seems to have some exquisite grace that is difficult to conceal.
At this moment, Zicuckoo came behind Daiyu and gently squeezed the beauty's shoulders. Under her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were as bright as water.
Under Jia Heng's sword-shaped eyebrows, his eyes were as bright as water, and he said softly: "Sister Lin,"
Under Daiyu's smoky eyebrows, her shining starry eyes looked at the young man in python suit and said softly: "Brother Heng, I haven't spoken to Brother Heng yet."
After he came back, he only asked her to serve him with Sister Bao, but he didn't even spend time alone with her.
Although I have long been accustomed to serving Jia Heng with Baochai.
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his clear eyes were piercing, and he said softly: "Then we can talk to my sister after we take a bath."
At this moment, several beautiful maids walked into the house and said, "Master, the hot water is ready for the bathtub."
Jia Heng held Daiyu's slender catkin and entered the room. At this moment, a wooden bathtub was placed in the room, with flower petals, spices and other things placed in the hot water.
Daiyu's face was as bright as spring flowers and autumn moon, and her starry eyes shone brightly as she said, "Brother Heng, I will wait for you to change your clothes."
Jia Heng smiled and said: "My sister is so pampered, how can I let Sister Lin do such a job?"
Daiyu snorted softly, her starry eyes sparkled, she let out a coquettish voice, and said angrily: "If you don't want me to serve you, I won't serve you yet."
As he spoke, he gently unbuttoned his own bra, but did not help Jia Heng change clothes.
Jia Heng smiled, turned his face, looked at the beauty who was already showing some plumpness, and said softly: "Sister."
In other words, I have long been accustomed to Daiyu's teasing, maybe this is also the meaning of life, otherwise it would be too boring to be a good wife and mother.
While speaking, he gently took Daiyu's bare hand and walked along the three-section bamboo couch into the steaming hot tub.
And Daiyu said softly: "Brother Heng, let me rub your shoulders."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "This is like meeting the gentle and considerate Sister Lin."
Daiyu's fair-skinned face was already red with embarrassment, and she said angrily: "When I served you, I didn't see you being gentle and considerate."
I remember when she was a child, when she was a little older, this man would bully her.
Jia Heng gently pinched the beauty's smooth and soft chin, pressed it down, and pursed the two soft and slightly pink lips.
This sharp mouth will never survive without treatment.
Along with the sound of water in the tub, it gurgled along the tub and overflowed everywhere on the carpet.
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Let’s not mention how gentle Jia Heng and Dai Yu are, but let’s talk about the palace and Kunning Palace——
In the dormitory, the curtains covered the red beams and pillars, and immediately, a fragrance like orchid and musk filled the room, making people feel relaxed.
Emperor Chongping was old, with a sunken face, and under two thin, loose eyebrows, his cold eyes were as calm as an abyss, and he said softly: "Zi Tong, I have read the memorials of the past few days."
Empress Song's slender white face, with its rosy red aura, said warmly: "Your Majesty, there is nothing new, it's all clichés."
Emperor Chongping said: "Come and let me listen."
Empress Song's fair and gleaming snow-skinned face seemed to be covered with a faint blush. She pursed her slightly pink lips, took a copy of the memorial, and read it with her eyes.
The beauty's jade face was as red as drunkenness, her pink lips parted slightly, and she said softly: "This is a memorial written by the right deputy of the Imperial Palace of the Imperial Palace. Please ask Your Majesty to establish the East Palace early in order to stabilize the hearts of Chinese and foreigners, and advise the Wei Dynasty in the memorial...
The King of Wei is talented and wise, has the style of his father and ancestors, and is worthy of the importance of the country."
When Emperor Chongping heard this, he couldn't help but interrupt and said: "Next letter."
The Queen of Song paused for a moment while holding a memorial in her hand, then took another one, cleared her throat, and said: "The military department is all assigned to Guo Huai, the minister, the emperor, the king of Wei..."
"Next letter." Emperor Chongping interrupted Empress Song's words somewhat rudely, causing Empress Song's snow-skinned face to change. Under the curved willow eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were as bright as water, which seemed to be refreshing.
Filled with inexplicable meaning.
Empress Song picked up another memorial, and this time she looked at it with her beautiful eyes. When she saw the name of King Wei written on it, she quickly closed the memorial again, picked up another memorial, and said softly: "Your Majesty,
Ye Fanwang, the director of the Imperial Academy, reported to the emperor that the king of Chu is prudent and has profound strategies, which can be entrusted to the country and the country."
Emperor Chongping's voice was indifferent and he said again: "Next letter."
Queen Song's crystal-clear face paused for a moment, and she breathed a sigh of relief deep in her heart. She finally understood that the attitude of the Holy Emperor just now was not directed at Ran'er at all.
After letting go of her ideological burden, Empress Song calmed down, took a memorial, began to read it, and then recited it to Emperor Chongping.
Although Emperor Chongping had difficulty seeing, it did not mean that he had a poor memory. On the contrary, he had a clear mind. After listening to more than a dozen memorials in succession, he had roughly figured out the current tendency of the entire court to establish heirs.
Generally speaking, as the queen's first son, King Wei held the title of the first direct descendant from a legal perspective, so he was quite supported by the elite civil servants in the court.
Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment and asked, "Has King Wei seen the imperial physician?"
There seemed to be some hesitation on Empress Song's jade-white face, her pink and moist lips twitched slightly, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, I saw the imperial doctor over there and said that it was because of traveling around all these years.
For war, as long as you take more care of yourself, that's all."
Emperor Chongping was noncommittal and asked, "Where is King Liang now?"
Queen Song was surprised and said softly: "Your Majesty, he was in Jiangsu and Zhejiang a while ago to inspect the prisons, and now he has returned."
Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment and sighed.
Among the current candidates for the East Palace, Emperor Chongping was indeed quite dissatisfied.
The King of Chu had a weak foundation, the King of Wei had no children, and the King of Liang had no kingly image. Although the eighth prince Chen Ze was smart, he was not born to the queen, but only to a noble concubine.
Under the curved and beautiful eyebrows of Empress Song, her charming and flowing eyes were as bright as water. She stared at Emperor Chongping who suddenly fell silent, and a feeling of anxiety surged in her heart.
Previously, I was only obsessed with that little fox, but I forgot to ask him for advice. So how can I avoid Wuzi's criticism?
Emperor Chongping was dark-skinned, his thin cheeks were slightly sunken, he coughed a few times, and his voice was obviously a little out of breath, and he said: "Zitong, I'm tired. Let's sleep for a while."
Empress Song's jade face was slightly rosy, she licked her pink lips to moisten her lips, and said softly: "Then, my concubine, please leave."
As she spoke, the beauty left the palace with deep thoughts.
Emperor Chongping couldn't help but sigh as he heard the beauty's familiar footsteps gradually disappear.
If he does not appoint the king of Wei, but chooses the king of Chu, what impact will it have on the court situation?
First of all, we must choose the ministers who will serve as assistants. In the cabinet, both Li and Gao are capable ministers who can serve the country and can serve alone.
Ziyu was already the king of the county, and he had a good relationship with the King of Chu because of his brother-in-law.
In essence, there will be no imbalance in the political situation.
As for Wei King Chen Ran, if he continues to have no children, there will also be many hidden dangers for the country.
But thinking about the relationship between husband and wife for such a long time, Emperor Chongping felt hesitant again.
If Chen Ze is established, what will he do if he takes charge of the country?
Emperor Chongping thought for a while and felt an inexplicable feeling of sleepiness coming over him. His eyelids became heavy and drooped, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.
