After the first day, the climate warmed up, and the imperial capital was still filled with the joy of the post-festival, everything recovered, and the whole country was full of high spirits.

The news of the emperor's death was also announced shortly after the holiday. The funeral was very huge, and almost all the high-ranking officials and relatives of the emperor were present. And the people of other countries who had good friends with the emperor, although they could not arrive, also delivered letters one after another. Nanzi tried his best to disagree with the public, merged the coffin of the emperor with his deceased wife, and buried it next to the tomb of the first emperor.

In the past seven days, Nan Luyuan has been taking care of the people who came to mourn the emperor, if it weren't for the swelling that the corners of his eyes couldn't hide, in the eyes of everyone, he would be the calmest and most irrelevant person to the emperor.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the concept of the identity of the emperor.

Today's king's retainers do not mourn the remnants of the previous king, and they are handed down from their ancestors in the emperor's lineage.

According to the code of ethics, Ding's father is worried, and Nan Luyuan should be filial piety in white for three years. However, the so-called monarch and minister, father and son, the king first, the father last. Therefore, according to the usual practice, Nan Luyuan should inherit the emperor immediately after seven days of filial piety, and enter the court with a good appearance to assist the king of Nanshang in handling state affairs.

Nan Zixiao also knew these rules, but he just looked at Nan Luyuan, and he was reluctant to do this to him.

Unexpectedly, seven days later, Nan Luyuan took the initiative to succeed to the post of emperor and appeared in the court on time.

He stood beside Nan Zixiao, with a clear face and a cold expression, quite the demeanor of the former emperor, but he was different. Originally, the old ministers in the court all saw that Nan Zixiao and Nan Luyuan were young, and they relied on their old age, so they unconsciously took it for granted that their decisions should be obeyed by His Majesty. However, when he came down in the morning, his stomach was full of prepared words, but he was suffocated by Nan Luyuan's eyes that looked like the former emperor.

That's also a way, it's really not good, you can also refer to him without respect, but the angry people are in this kid obviously didn't think about following their wishes, but he did a good job of saving face!

Nan Luyuan also knew that these old ministers were not easy to deal with, so he did more and said less, trying not to leave a handle.

Zhang Xiang looked at him, thinking that not long ago he was a junior in their eyes, but now he is an emperor who is on an equal footing with them or even one level higher than them, and he can't help but feel that the world is unpredictable and life is like a dream.

In this way, there was an invisible confrontation in the past, and it was not until the next dynasty that Nan Luyuan felt that he couldn't lift his strength, his limbs were numb, and he didn't bother to say a word.

When he returned to the house, he hastily washed himself, slept for a while, and then got up and rushed to the palace, assisting Nan Zixiao to correct the recital.

Nan Zixiao also waited for him early, and now it is the relationship between the real emperor and the king.

Nan Zixiao waited for him to take off his robe and come over to help him study the ink before he spoke: "Brother Yan? ”

Nan Lu Yuan immediately stopped what he was doing, looked at him, and responded, "Lu Yuan is here." ”

Nan Zixiao was suddenly speechless, not knowing what to say. It's impossible for him to tell Nan Luyuan, "Although your father is dead, don't be too sad", right? But looking at Nan Luyuan's increasingly thin body, he couldn't help but want to comfort him a few words.

Zixiao, don't worry about me. Nan Luyuan saw through his purpose and said, "I don't have anything to do, let's review it." ”

After hearing this, Nan Zixiao had no choice but to shut up and start the recital. Nan Lu Yuan Rujin also had his own affairs to deal with, so he sat on the side and watched his things. But if Nan Zi spoke up, he would also immediately put down what he was doing to assist the young king.

"The matter of the lord of Su, this king wants to write a letter to the king of Northern Qin." Nan Ziyan criticized his recital while inadvertently provoking the conversation.

"If Zi Xiao wants to do it, the minister will draft the copy."

Nan Zixiao tapped his chin with a brush, as if he was struggling with how to evaluate this performance, but said, "Then you...... Do you still go down to Gangnam? ”

Nan Luyuan did not have a look of embarrassment on his face. He was still doing his thing expressionlessly, but he was seriously replying to Nan Zixiao's words: "That minister should first go to Zhang Xiang's Mansion to discuss this matter with Master Zhang Xiang." ”

"Let's think about how to write a letter to the king of Northern Qin for this king." As soon as Nan Ziyu heard it, he knew that Nan Luyuan had actually agreed, so he put a hanging heart back in his stomach, and then dealt with the twists and turns that were piled up into a small mountain, and the idea of being lazy came up, "This king couldn't see that his father was so tired when he was dealing with government affairs before. ”

Nan Luyuan said: "It's easier than the minister thinks." ”

Nan Ziyan glared at him in disbelief.

Nan Luyuan couldn't hear him reply, subconsciously looked up at him, was glared at inexplicably, and was a little puzzled: "Did the minister say something wrong?" ”

"Easy?" Nan Zixiao repeated these two words, a little bit of gnashing his teeth.

Nan Luyuan nodded, and his handsome face really showed a look of incomprehension, and it really didn't look like he was pretending: "For as long as I can remember, my father has never gone to bed before the time of his son, and he has never gotten up after the time of the second hour. During ordinary holidays, my father never broke the rules. ”

Nan Zixiao gasped and said, "It's really not easy for the emperor. "Good guy, ordinary people can't stand it for ten days and eight months, right? Compared with the monarch, the emperor is a chore, right?

"Let's talk about something else, something happy. Spring is coming. ”

Nan Luyuan stopped what he was doing and thought about it, and looked out the snowy outside through the window: "Well, spring is coming." ”

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In February, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and everything is thriving.

The flowers and plants in the palace are more colorful, the willows are budding, and the fish frozen in the pond finally have a chance to catch their breath and spit bubbles on the surface.

In the past month, Northern Qin and Southern Shang formed a marriage state, and Su Duxue and Li Yangguan successfully fought back the impeachment of many courtiers at the insistence of Nan Zixiao and held a big wedding.

Nanzi tried his best to disagree with the public, placed Li Yangguan as a guard with a knife in front of the palace, and stayed in the palace with Su Duxue temporarily; Nan Luyuan and Zhang Shenling, as officials of the imperial court, took their servants south to control the water; Nan Zisheng temporarily replaced Nan Luyuan's position and assisted the king of Nanshang in the palace.

Li Yangguan is twenty or three years old this year, which is really not young. Brothers of the same age either have children in school or several daughters around them. Li Xiang originally thought of designing Nan Zisheng to match him, but since the king of Nanshang had already given this order, Li Xiang, as a courtier, could not say anything. What's more, on the day of the wedding, Su Duxue's father, queen and mother were also present, and there were seven or eight brothers in the family, which was really not something that Li Xiang could afford to provoke.

At the end of February, Su Duxue, who was already a young lady, suddenly felt unwell, and was diagnosed by the imperial doctor that she was half a month pregnant.

These Nan Luyuan and Zhang Shenling had no way of knowing that at this moment, they had been tired for a month before they settled in Jiangnan, and their tough bodies were almost torn apart.

Fortunately, after two days of repairing Maocheng in the Jiangnan area, Zhang Shenling contacted the branch of his father's clan in the Jiangnan territory. So the two were safely taken back to Zhang's mansion by Zhang's An.

"It's alive, it's alive." Zhang Shenling sighed for a long time, and naturally sat on the futon chair covered with a luxurious blanket and stretched his waist, "Second brother, you don't know, this is the first time I've come out so far, I didn't expect my father to agree." ”

Nan Luyuan silently watched him roll on the chair without washing, stunned by the wealth of the Zhang family, but he still responded to Zhang Shenling's words first: "This is also the first time I have left the royal city. ”

Zhang Shenling sighed, jumped up from the chair, walked around the room, and said, "It's still not good to split up, the chair makes my butt hurt." But no matter what, it's still much more comfortable than those inn carriages. ”

Nan Luyuan was puzzled and silently swept the chair with three layers of blankets inside and out, and he didn't know what expression to make for a while.

Zhang Shenling said again: "Second brother Luyuan, you said that this time to control the water, where should we start?" ”

Nan Luyuan became serious now, slowly pacing around the room, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said after a while: "First of all, you have to understand the local customs, the imperial court allocates a large amount of silver every year to control the water, but it always treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and there must be some hidden secrets in this." ”

Zhang Shenling laughed first: "Second brother, you are really an elm head." Isn't that a sure thing? You said that the amount of silver was exploited layer by layer, and how much could it really be used in the place? ”

Nan Luyuan's footsteps stopped.

Zhang Shenling smiled very beautifully, and at first glance he was a son of a wealthy family, but at this moment, his eyebrows and eyes were full of sarcasm, his white fingers knocked on his chin, and he said with a smile: "The people who control the water have made a fortune with this black money, and the powerful court officials have no way to compete with it." ”

Nan Luyuan didn't expect this, he thought that as a courtier of His Majesty, even if his ability was strong and weak, and his qualifications were superior, he should always be loyal to His Majesty. The old courtiers may be accustomed to the rule of the first emperor when they disagree with their sons, but how can there be courtiers who are completely contrary to His Majesty's will?

Nan Luyuan couldn't help but be a little confused.

"The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the people's hearts are unpredictable," Zhang Shenling put away his smile, "Our Zhang family is rich by renting long-term labor, and it is also one of the best power clans in Nanshang, and those dead fish and rotten shrimp who fish in troubled waters can't threaten me." ”

Nan Luyuan was about to say something, when someone from the Zhang family came in and brought them washing clothes. Nan Luyuan stopped in time and choked back into his stomach.

Zhang Shenling took the lead and said, "Is my aunt in the lobby now?" ”

The man bowed respectfully: "Yes, the old lady is in the lobby now." ”

Zhang Shenling waved him down.

Nan Luyuan stood aside and watched his smooth movements, as if he was in his own home, he didn't say anything, but he had already begun to sigh in his heart that Zhang Shenling didn't recognize his birth.

And Zhang Shenling didn't hold everything in his heart like this. He grabbed Nan Luyuan's shoulders, pushed him into the medicine pool spring water specially prepared by the Zhang family to help relieve muscle and bone fatigue, and said with a smile: "Relax, after taking a bath, let's go find my aunt." ”

His smile was flamboyant, but there seemed to be something behind the strong smile: "Sure, we can see one or two rats coming to talk to the old lady there." ”

Nan Ziyan lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "That's exactly what I mean." ”