Pei Ge'an's expression was a little nervous, and he asked in a low voice, "What should we do now?" ”

Zhao Dezhao pinched her little face and said with a smile: "We don't have to do anything, at least for a short time, don't worry about it at all." ”

Pei Ge'an squeezed Zhao Dezhao's arm unhappily. "I'm serious about talking to you right now."

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the air is clear, the moon is high, and you can see the people in the yard clearly without lanterns.

Zhao Dezhao hugged Pei Ge'an in his arms and said with a smile: "Since you started with Zhao Guangyi, I have been paying attention to all aspects of the situation, and everything is under control. ”

Pei Ge'an looked at Zhao Dezhao's face with some puzzlement. "Make it clear."

Zhao Dezhao said with a smile: "You have always separated the two of us from this era, so you forgot one thing, I am not only your husband, but also the emperor's son."

You did it to my uncle, even if there is no suspicion, this matter should not be quiet.

My uncle, who was very suspicious, would look into everything.

If you suddenly fall ill on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, if it were you, what would you do? With such a big force, you will definitely investigate all the suspicions, and even if you kill the wrong one, you will not let it go.

But what about us? Didn't face any wind and rain, didn't suffer any suspicion, you say, why? ”

Pei Ge'an understood this time and said, "This is someone helping us cover up." ”

Zhao Dezhao nodded and said, "No matter what, I am the emperor's son, and I still show potential worthy of cultivation." In the case that my brother has been deposed, the emperor will naturally protect me.

The original East Palace was like a sieve, full of loopholes, and except for a few people, no one else dared to be trusted.

Because most of them are the eyes of the Emperor and my uncle, but we have done so many things now, why is there no one to deal with us?

If my uncle finds out, he will die now, do you think he still has scruples? Will he perish with us?

And we're standing here because someone is protecting us. ”

"Emperor!"

"Yes, he has been protecting us, and I believe that the secrets of your small courtyard have not been exposed, and he is also playing a role.

Of course, just because he's willing to protect us doesn't mean he's not interested in what we're doing, or skeptical.

Therefore, it was not until today that he sent someone, which shows that he is calm enough.

The crafts we write about, including the political systems I write about, can't be divulged by anyone.

But for him, it doesn't matter if he knows about it. If he had learned to do what was written in those materials, he would have saved me trouble.

The main thing for us now is not to show a threat to him, to make him think that the value of use is greater than the value of destruction. ”

Being held in Zhao Dezhao's arms, Pei Ge'an punched him in the stomach with a small fist with some indignation. "Am I stupid in your eyes?"

"Of course not, men and women have different areas of concern, and men have a natural advantage in terms of vision and struggle."

Sending Pei Ge'an all the way to the door of her bedroom, Zhao Dezhao comforted her and said: "Since the emperor can't bear it anymore, I will find a few people to copy these things we wrote and give them to the emperor." I'm sure I'm safe, and for your safety, it's time to reassure the emperor. ”

"Who are you looking for? These things can't be exposed. ”

"My two wives and a few maids in marriage, all of whom are literate. Not only are they trustworthy, revealing something to them can also deter them and make them feel more at ease. Kill three birds with one stone. ”

Pei Ge'an pushed Zhao Dezhao with some dissatisfaction. "You're a jerk."

Zhao Dezhao is indeed a bastard, he has experienced several lives, no matter what kind of woman he has experienced, no matter what kind of fun he has enjoyed.

For him, apart from the realization of the value and ambition of life, there is nothing that can move his heart.

Money can't work, power can't work, and women can't do it.

Although Pei Ge'an was angry that Zhao Dezhao was just using women as tools, when he let Wang and Chen enter Pei Ge'an's courtyard for copying the next day, the two women were very excited.

Outside the male protagonist and female protagonist inside, this is a custom in China for thousands of years.

Now Zhao Dezhao is willing to let the two women participate in foreign affairs, for them, this is Zhao Dezhao's respect and attention to them.

The two girls immediately swore that they were willing to do their best to complete the tasks assigned by Zhao Dezhao.

And when they came into contact with what Zhao Dezhao and Pei Ge'an wrote, the two women were even more shocked.

This is not only the power that can change the world, but what is even more shocking is that it was written by a ten-year-old girl.

For Pei Ge'an, they originally had some knots, and they didn't dare to show it at this time.

In their eyes, Pei Ge'an is no longer alone.

As long as the weather is good, Zhao Dezhao continues to train in the new army, and as long as the weather is good, he now runs more than 30 kilometers every day, and he has to extend it by a few kilometers every few days.

With this kind of exercise that is close to the limit, everyone will be tortured to death.

Of course, this kind of training can only be done by Jinyi Guards at present, because they have enough nutrition every day, and meat and vegetables are constant, while the other forbidden troops are only one meal of meat for ten days, and as for the miscellaneous troops of the township soldiers, it is difficult to even fill their stomachs.

Very often, it's not that the army doesn't want to train, it's that there is simply no condition to train.

How can people train if their physical fitness is not up to and their nutrition is insufficient?

Zhao Dezhao's body has also been greatly improved in this systematic training.

Although his immortal qi cultivation technique has not yet been completed, it has grown to 1.85 meters, and his strength has surpassed that of Zhu Zhanji in the Ming Dynasty.

He looks about the same as he does in modern times, and he hopes to grow to be 195 tall and 100 kilograms in the future.

With advanced exercises, adequate nutrition, scientific exercise, and extraordinary talent, he may even exceed the limits of modern times.

Zhongshu Ling Mansion, in the master bedroom in the backyard.

Lying on the hospital bed, Zhao Guangyi, who was blue-faced, gasped and looked at Jia Yan beside the bed. "Is Donggong's eyeliner completely useless? Can't find any suspicion at all? ”

Jia Yan, dressed as a scribe, sighed and couldn't say a word.

This Mingjun, whom he once had high hopes for, is now only left to hang in one breath.

His face turned blue, but in fact, his blood vessels had skyrocketed, affecting the skin of his whole body. With his appearance, he no longer dares to see people at all, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost.

When he gained power, the palace attendants, the ministers of the court, and the generals in the army all tended to be inflammatory.

However, this kind of power, which seems to be full of flowers, is like a tree without roots.

Now that he fell ill, he immediately saw the cold state of the world.

He didn't dare to tell him that now that the East Palace had gathered momentum, whether it was a Wenchen or an internal servant, he didn't dare to get close to the Zhongshu Ling Mansion now.

As for the power of the army, now that the East Palace has established a new army and recruited all the sons and daughters of the nobles, who dares to stand on the opposite side of the East Palace?

Even himself, if it weren't for that person's orders, he wouldn't have dared to swagger into the Zhongshu Ling Mansion again.

Jia Yan is a scholar in Jinzhong and the son of Jia Wei in the matter. They had five brothers, the youngest of whom had all four of his elder brothers.

Now five families depend on him to live, and there are more than 100 people, and he doesn't dare to take any risks.

Last time, because of the matter of wooing Liu Xiao, he had already gone to his position as the general judge of Kaifeng Mansion, and now he is white, and he has long lost his deterrent.

Now all this is hidden from the one on the sickbed.

"Zhongshu Ling, the most important thing now is to recuperate, now the eldest brother is well-behaved, and the lady has another in the belly, you have to watch them grow up."

Hearing Jia Yan mention his child, Zhao Guangyi's inner injustice was suppressed.

He suspected that he had been subjected to a secret hand, but he could not find any evidence, and if he could find any evidence, he would fight for his life.

Although he can't borrow external forces now, the five hundred pro-army are still loyal to him.

However, there is no doubt at all, and there is no ......

He still has children, he still has bloodline, he has become like this, and all hope is in the continuation of bloodline.

He didn't want to come to the world once, he couldn't leave anything, and he didn't want to cut off blood in the future.

It was a long time before he let out a long sigh. "yes, I'm already like this, what's there to fight about?"

Out of the bedroom, Jia Yan found that a layer of sweat had appeared on his back, and he couldn't help but shiver when he was blown by the cold wind.

This made him feel even more guilty in his heart, and he couldn't help but moisten the corners of his eyes.

A man who is a confidant dies, but he cannot die.

More than 100 people live with him, and he must think about his family and future generations.

In the Imperial Palace of the Imperial Palace, Zhao Kuangyin, who had just finished handling official business, began to chatter with the most trusted Han Chongyun like a sister-in-law of Xianglin.

"Old ten, why do you say that the second brother refuses to stay in Kaifeng Mansion and has to go to Xiangyang to suffer?"

He didn't want an answer, he just wanted to express it to everyone, it wasn't he who forced the prince to leave Kaifeng Mansion, and it was Zhao Dezhao who took the initiative.

As the commander of the forbidden army, and because of Han Chongxun's relationship, Han Chongyun knows a lot about the new army, and he is also very clear about the relationship between Zhao Kuangyin's father and son.

Han Chongyun pondered for a while and said: "Your Majesty is in full bloom, and the second brother's stay in Bianjing now is just a mess, it is better to let them go out and fight and fight, and they can also gain some knowledge." ”

"That's the truth, but how will this history book be written!"

Han Chongyun thought of what his son had said, and said tentatively: "Now that I only have Tokyo and Xijing in the Great Song Dynasty, it is better to set Xiangyang as Nanjing, so that the prince will go to the vassal and bring the sons and daughters of the nobles, which is also justified." ”

This matter was originally an idea that Zhao Kuangyin had when he listened to Zhao Dezhao's description of the later generations.

The Mongol army swept across the country, and only Xiangyang defended it, and that fortified city was also suitable as a companion capital.

At this time, when he heard Han Chongyun say, he just hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, in this way, all actions are justified." However, Xiangyang is not southern, adjacent to Hanshui, it is better to call Hanjing. ”