On the same night, Wu Zhengxiang walked in the brightly lit Nanshi.

A curfew was imminent, but the enthusiasm for the celebration had not subsided. The southern city is bustling with people, singing and dancing wildly, or drunken poetry.

The emotions of the people in the capital have been suppressed for too long, and they are releasing and singing at this time. One can imagine what kind of cheers the crown prince will win when he triumphs.

Emperor Qinglong's decision was completed through his hands, which made Wu Zhengxiang's heart full of a sense of accomplishment.

Feng Yi, who followed behind him, said: "My lord, the rest of the matter will be handed over to his subordinates." ”

Wu Zhengxiang nodded, he should also rest for a while. After many days of high-intensity planning, his mind did not rest for a moment, and it was not until this time that he was completely relaxed.

Back at the Zhongguo Mansion, Xu Wanzhen sent Zhiyu to wait for him at the second gate.

Although I don't know what major things he has been busy with recently, but when the news of today's victory came out, Xu Wanzhen had a faint intuition that he should be busy.

This tacit understanding between the two made Wu Zhengxiang very useful.

"Have you had dinner?" Xu Wanzhen looked at him and asked with a smile.

Wu Zhengxiang nodded and said with a smile: "Wait for me." Just three words made Xu Wanzhen's face blush slightly.

He went to the clean room to bathe and came out, his tall and straight figure became more and more oppressive. The ends of his hair were still dripping with water, and his chin that had just shaved his stubble seemed more and more masculine and resolute.

Xu Wanzhen had already sent out all the maids who were waiting, and she greeted him with a big scarf, pressed him on the stool and sat down, and wiped his wet hair for him.

Under the warm candlelight, the two did not say a word, but they were full of sweet taste.

Such peace and tranquility can only be felt by her side. Smelling the cold fragrance close at hand, Wu Zhengxiang's heart shook.

Before she could wipe her black hair completely, Wu Zhengxiang's long arms were relaxed, and his delicate body fell into his arms.

"Did you miss me?" his voice was low and pleasant, plucking Xu Wanzhen's heartstrings like a cello.

"Absolutely. It has been less than half a year since the two got married, but Xu Wanzhen has the illusion that the two have been together for a long time. She doesn't want to hide this kind of longing that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Since they love each other deeply, why should they be duplicitous?

A happy smile appeared in Wu Zhengxiang's starry eyes, and his arms hugged her tightened, and a light kiss fell on her cheek.

"It won't be so busy again. "At least until the crown prince comes back, what Emperor Qinglong has to do is to take advantage of this big victory to stabilize the situation of the court, and there will be no more big moves.

Naturally, the yamen is going to go, but it will not be as irregular as before.

Xu Wanzhen rested her head on his chest and pressed her left hand against his chest. It's a warm feeling.

"I want to go into the palace to accompany the Queen Mother for a few days, but her health is not good. This time, thanks to her old man for helping me cover up. Xu Wanzhen's voice was very soft, saying her plan.

"It's time to thank the Queen Mother. Wu Zhengxiang's hand caressed her back, and the flesh she fell off seemed to grow back a little.

"It's not early, we'll rest early. Huh?" Speaking of this, there was a hint of charm in Wu Zhengxiang's eyes.

Xu Wanzhen blushed and said, "I, I'm inconvenient these days." ”

After these words, Wu Zhengxiang did not speak for a long time. Xu Wanzhen peeked at him, and saw his expression of trying to endure it, and she couldn't bear it.

The two are newlyweds, and they get together less and leave more. Wu Zhengxiang was at the height of demand, and it was really difficult for him.

With a light touch on him, Xu Wanzhen leaned into his ear and whispered a word.

"Are you willing to do this for me?" Wu Zhengxiang's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll take a shower again." ”

She was willing, but he didn't want to wronged her.

Xu Wan was a little shy, but stopped him. She had never done this kind of thing in her two lives combined, but for his sake, she was willing to try as much as possible.

Wu Zhengxiang carried her to the bed, the candle flame was extinguished at some point, and only the lingering compassion of the room and the murmur of a lover remained.

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The next day, the festive atmosphere in Beijing had not yet dissipated, and another good news came out from the palace.

Emperor Qinglong's illness has been greatly improved, and the Great Dynasty has resumed. The morning pilgrimage is held every other day to the beginning of each decade. Although the time has been separated for a long time, this signal has gradually calmed down the uneasy hearts of the courtiers.

However, only Su Liangzhi knew that Emperor Qinglong ordered him to apply needles and forcibly spurred out vitality. Originally, he had more than two years to live, but he lost half a year of life.

The poison in Emperor Qinglong's body has been resolved, and what is eroding his body now is the fatigue accumulated over the years. Originally, the hospital was warmed with medicine, but the poison under the abolished prince caused all the dark diseases in his body.

In other words, Emperor Qinglong's illness was that his vitality was gradually extinguished, and the medicine stone was ineffective.

There is very little that a doctor can do. At present, the decoction taken by Emperor Qinglong is just a death. The cost of forcibly urging the machine is huge, and no one in the hospital dares to try it.

But for Emperor Qinglong, he didn't care about how many lives he had left. What he needs is enough energy to deal with state affairs. There was a year and a half, which was enough for him to hand over a stable court situation to the crown prince.

Fortunately, there is Su Liangzhi, as the son-in-law of Emperor Qinglong, only he dares to take a needle.

On the first day of the early dynasty, the officials were dizzy by a bombshell news.

Prime Minister Zhu Zihou wrote to beg for bones, saying that he was old and faint and wanted to return to his hometown to care for the elderly.

Guan Jinghuan, who was regarded as his successor, had been beheaded, and when he went again, several other scholars were obviously not qualified enough. Suddenly, there was no successor to the position of prime minister.

Emperor Qinglong said that he would keep his excerpts and encourage him to carry the latter forward and serve the court for a few more years.

Those who are qualified to go to the early dynasty are all the people who have been up and down in the sea for many years. Between Zhu Zihou and Emperor Qinglong's monarchs and ministers, they all understood Emperor Qinglong's intentions.

The old minister wrote a letter to beg for bones, and the emperor was customary to keep one. Usually it takes several excerpts, the emperor rejects them a few times, and then finally approves them.

As for whether it is true or fake, it depends on the emperor's attitude and reasons.

Obviously, Emperor Qinglong's meaning is very clear, let him do it for two years first, and promote ministers with enough qualifications to come up, and he can't just leave like this.

Selecting meritocracy is one of the responsibilities of the prime minister.

It's just a moment, all the officials have figured out this truth, and looking at Zhu Zihou's trembling figure in front of them, they all have some sympathy.

After seeing it, the emperor was already dissatisfied with him, and the good days of the Zhu family were over.

Zhu Zihou was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, he took the initiative to bring up this matter, and he could return to his hometown with a good reputation. If you wait for the emperor to propose it, I'm afraid it won't end very well.

After the early dynasty, the news spread that the emperor intended to inject new blood into the court and select meritocracy. Every official's mind is alive.