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The next day, everyone watched the arrival of the prince. Cui Yugui unfolded the holy decree:

"The sixth prince received the decree, since I succeeded to the throne, the state affairs are unbearable, the frontier is restless, I am worthy of the trust of the first emperor, fortunately the first emperor is wise, and the prince is assisted by the lawsuit. Now canonized as Prince Gong, this call to spread the world, in order to comfort the great virtue of the first emperor, admire this! ”

The word "Gong" implicitly and tortuously expresses Xianfeng's scruples and warnings to Yixun, who hopes that Yixun will not be self-righteous, but also be respectful and obedient to the emperor's brother.

Feng Yixun as the prince, this is the first emperor's last order, Emperor Xianfeng had to obey, but he was very reluctant, so he did not hold the canonization ceremony, this delay is more than three years, until Du Zhitian died, he urgently needed someone to help him, so he held the ceremony of canonizing Yixun as Prince Gong.

"Do you have a book?"

"Slaves have the capital, the war in the south continues, and there is an urgent need for money and food, but the household department is ······" Gui Liang's words were interrupted by Tobe Shangshu.

"Slaves also have a book, it's not that the household department is not in a hurry to allocate it, but the Yangtze River waterway is blocked, and the transportation is delayed, and the slave really has no choice!" As he spoke, he knelt on the ground.

"There is no money and food, the morale of the army is weak, how to meet the war."

Xianfeng glanced at Prince Gong.

He stood up and said: "The younger brother also has Ben, you can slow down the battle ahead, as long as you hold the road to the north, and then talk to Yiren, as long as the Yiren do not interfere in this matter." We can reorganize our troops and horses, and then we will kill them again, and it will not be too late. ”

At this time, Prince Hui Mianyu and Dianjun Wang Yicheng also stood up and unanimously agreed.

"Sixth brother, you're talking in detail." Xianfeng could finally hear the sound of not moving.

"First of all, it is necessary to reserve gunpowder, appease the refugees, raise enough warehouses, and strictly control the access to the capital, complete the equipment, and train the officers and soldiers stationed in Liaojing." He proposed to Emperor Xianfeng to build yì to defend Gyeonggi and prevent the spread of the flames of the peasant uprising. This recital was immediately highly appreciated by Emperor Xianfeng.

After the dynasty, Xianfeng left Prince Gong alone in the Yangxin Palace. "When the first emperor was in power, he said that you were handsome, and today you are really extraordinary! If you look at that Duanhua again, his angry face is blue. It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure! ”

"The emperor is too modest." Prince Gong hurriedly excused himself.

"Today, I'm glad I should reward you with something more."

"The younger brother doesn't dare to be it."

"What should I be rewarded? Let me think about it. Xianfeng walked around.

Cui Yugui also wanted to stammer when he saw the opportunity, and said: "The slave has an idea, I don't know if I should say it or not." ”

"If you have anything to say, you can say it."

"Prince Gong is now a prince, and he can no longer live in the Baylor Mansion. Your Majesty, should you choose another house? ”

"It's exactly what I want. Now go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to see where it is appropriate. ”

"The slave has already thought of a place, the former mansion of Prince Laoqing, and now it has been idle."

"Is it the one in Heshen during the Qianlong Ye period?" "Exactly."

"Emperor Xie, the younger brother will never dare to give it."

"It's second only to the Imperial Palace and the Old Summer Palace! That's it. ”

"Then the slave will go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to announce the decree." Xianfeng nodded.

Since he met the emperor in Shoukang Palace, Lan Guiren has not seen the emperor. The place where she lives is called Tongyin Garden, which is very elegant, and the yard is covered with sycamore leaves, illuminating the four walls of the house. When she had nothing to do, she took a lot of calligraphy and calligraphy and learned calligraphy and painting.

After a few months of hard work, he actually wrote well, and he was able to get his hands on it, and he could draw a good blue bamboo bird. She painted a lot of window flowers, inscribed with words and phrases, replaced the window centers in the house, and planted four seasons orchids in the yard.

Anyone who goes to her yard, as soon as he steps through the door, he feels fragrant and pleasant. Lan'er commanded the palace maid to clean the courtyard corridor if she had nothing to do. She treats the palace maid as if she were her own sister, and is very affectionate, so the palace maid listens to her dispatch.

It was Xiang'er who was so happy to see her that she temporarily put away her sorrow and helped her decorate the house. Look at the depths of this tung shade, clean and quiet, it is really a small paradise where red dust can't fly.

"When will the emperor come to the nobles!" Xiang'er was anxious for him.

"Isn't that bad, besides, there are so many ······ state affairs"

"Noble, don't you know that the emperor has already enabled Prince Gong."

"Really?" Lan Guiren put down his pen.

"Do you remember that beautiful nobleman, since the emperor met her at Concubine Jing's place, he will go to Xinchun Garden every few days. Now that Prince Gong is sharing the emperor's worries, it is even more remarkable. ”

"Then do you have any way to get the emperor to come here?" Lan Guiren said casually. Xiang'er thought she was tempted, and hurriedly said, "Do you remember the little father-in-law who was beaten?" Lan Guiren nodded and asked curiously, "What's wrong!" ”

"The slave maid inquired, his name is An Dehai, and he is Cui Yugui's apprentice. Maybe he can help you talk to the emperor. ”

"What do you want to do?" Lan Guiren still doesn't know much about this.

"Money can make the devil grind ······"