"In this Beixin, in addition to those princes and nobles who have to be in contact with each other on weekdays, there are only two friends around me who can make friends, you and Hongxuan, and I came here in a hurry today to ask you for something. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Bei Yiyuan does not sell Guanzi, but only goes straight to the point and makes it clear in the future. There are a lot of things in the palace, and he doesn't have time to play Tai Chi with his friends.

"Weichen is afraid, what the emperor has to say, it is really tormenting Weichen." Zhen Yuqian hurriedly got up and knelt down, although they have a relationship of friends, but in the end, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, and the rules that should be there cannot be saved.

His kneeling made Bei Yiyuan stunned for a moment. The sound of "Emperor" in the ears, the heart is also a little uncomfortable, recalling the time when the four of them played poker here, getting along day and night every day, I didn't feel how at the time, and it is really precious to think of it at this moment.

"Hurry up, there is no one here, so it doesn't have to be like this!" He straightened his face, took a sip of tea to moisten his lips that were a little dry, and was silent for a moment before he said again: "Brother Yuqian, your identity, my father-in-law has told me." ”

Shen Yuqian's hand holding the teapot suddenly stopped in the air, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes darkened a lot.

"Your Majesty, if you still regard Weichen as a friend, don't mention this matter again. In this life, Weichen is just the son of the bachelor's mansion, Juan Yuqian, and on the side, Weichen has never thought about it. ”

He slowly filled the teacup, looking at the tender green tea leaves floating in the teacup and flickering in circles, and said quietly, his tone couldn't help but be a little stiff.

Bei Yiyuan knew that for this matter, there was a bitterness in Shen Yuqian's heart. Yes, who can feel comfortable in his heart, he was originally a high-ranking prince, but he became a son who was nothing for no reason.

Obviously, the two of them don't think the same thing at all, but for not becoming a prince, Shen Yuqian feels lucky. Since he was a child, although Shen Fengyi and Ling Shuirong have never given much parental love, he has also lived a comfortable and warm life, without the power and position in the palace, surrounded by deceit all day long, besides, he also has Miaozhi's company.

Hearing him say this, Bei Yiyuan was a little embarrassed, but he had to ask Shen Yuqian to agree when he came this time, and immediately stepped forward to hold Shen Yuqian's hand, and even his expression became serious.

"Brother Yuqian, I understand that you don't want to bring this up. But when it comes to the future of Beixin, even if you don't want to hear it, I will finish it. My broken body is getting worse and worse, and I'm afraid time is running out. My father's three sons are now the only ones left, and if I am gone, then this country will change hands! I can't watch the century-old foundation of the North family ruined in my hands, although you are not surnamed Bei, but you are the identity of your father's blood confession, and there is no more suitable candidate for this country except to hand it over to you! ”

Bei Yiyuan coughed again and again as he spoke, and when he took away the handkerchief covering his lips, a touch of blood red appeared on it.

"Your Majesty, ......," Shen Yuqian wanted to blurt out the refusal, but when he saw the blood, he turned into an exclamation.

He hurriedly straightened Bei Yiyuan, who was coughing and bent over, and quickly tucked a pillow at hand behind his back so that he could feel more comfortable.

"Wechen is going to get a doctor for you!" He got up suddenly, and he was about to go out.

"Brother Yuqian, no need. The imperial doctors with exquisite skills in the palace are helpless against this poison, so what can the doctors in this city do? Bei Yiyuan grabbed his cuffs, only shook his head and smiled slowly, motioning for Shen Yuqian to sit down.

"I've been vomiting blood for days, and I'm used to it. It's just that I don't know how long I can last. He curled the corners of his lips and smiled weakly, and the "sizzling" murmur in his throat was clearly audible as he spoke.

"If it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't have come to embarrass you!" Bei Yiyuan's somewhat depressed eyes were black and pressing, like an endless abyss hidden, which made Zhen Yuqian's heart on the side suddenly hurt, and for some reason, the rejection and unwillingness that were originally held in his throat disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Brother Yuqian, I... There's really no way around it. Bei Yiyuan covered the corners of his lips and coughed a few more times, and the fingers he held on his cuffs loosened one by one, crumbling, like a ray of wind that could take away the weak body.

"Okay, the minister agreed." Shen Yuqian finally compromised, but his eyes darkened inch by inch.

"But you also know that this life of the minister has been hanging with pills, and when he went, the minister doesn't know."

About an hour later, the shopkeeper who was "crackling" in front of the counter saw Shen Yuqian helping the current emperor down, so he hurriedly greeted the guys in the house, and everyone was busy and knelt on the ground.

Shen Yuqian watched the carriage leave, and did not move until the carriage disappeared into the corner of the street. The gust of wind that was still blowing just now actually subsided at this moment, and he suddenly felt that he was stepping on the clouds at the moment, ethereal, soft and weak, and the mist in the sky was still swirling around him, which was very unreal. The shopkeeper behind him shouted a few times, and he came back to his senses and entered the store.

Twilight, the Imperial Palace.

The New Year is approaching, and although the palace is hung with red palace lights, it is still much cleaner than in previous years. The treasury is empty, and this year's New Year's Yuan Hongxuan dictated: everything is simple.

Under the careful management of Yuan Hongxuan, TECO's entire national situation was soon on the right track. The matter of choosing a concubine was also imperceptibly invited by some courtiers in the court.

Miao Zhi had no intention of inquiring about the affairs of the court, but some people were different. Pan Yiqian, who has eaten so much closed-door soup and has a stomach full of grievances, has made up his mind about this matter at the moment.

"Your Majesty, Yang Ming's disaster situation has improved, most of the people who fled have returned to their hometowns, and the wasteland has been reclaimed, and it won't be long before the people can return to their previous lives."

"Your Majesty, the plague in Huaiqu has also been controlled, and all the grain and herbs distributed by the imperial court are also in place."

"Your Majesty...."

Yuan Hongxuan was wearing a golden crown and jade belt, sitting high in a dragon robe, listening carefully to the reports of the ministers below, and his cold and indifferent face rarely had a trace of warmth.

"Zhong Aiqing has done a good job, the people have suffered from the war and are homeless, what the court can do is to let them live a good life again. I believe that with everyone's efforts, TECO will return to its former prosperity as soon as possible. ”

"The Emperor Shengming..."

All the ministers knelt down in unison and said in unison.

"Which Aiqing still has the book to play, if not, then retreat!"

Yuan Hongxuan looked down, and was about to signal the eunuch beside him to retreat, but several Wenchen stood up.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have something to play."

The three people who stood up were all old ministers of the Eastern Commons, and they stood with their heads bowed one by one, holding a little shelf. (To be continued.) )