In the mansion of the eldest princess of Ningyang, Yan Wushuang looked at the eldest princess who woke up leisurely, and hurriedly asked the imperial doctor to come in and take a look.

As soon as Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge returned to the mansion, someone from the eldest princess's mansion came over, and only then did they learn that after the eldest princess of Ningyang returned to the mansion, she fainted, and Yan Wushuang came over directly.

"Doctor, let's take a look, how is my aunt?"

"Your Royal Highness, rest assured, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is depressed, she can't stand it for a while, she faints, and after a few days of careful recuperation, it will get better."

After letting people send the imperial doctor to grab the medicine, Yan Wushuang sat on the edge of the bed of the eldest princess of Ningyang, even if the woman on the bed was noble, she was worried that her granddaughter's body would not be able to support it.

"Aunt, don't worry, it's okay to live a long life, Your Majesty will not agree to Mongolia's request, so you must take care of your health."

The worry on the eldest princess of Ningyang slowly subsided, and she held Yan Wushuang's hand and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Thanks to you, otherwise, I don't know what to do." ”

I have never seen such a eldest princess of Ningyang, Yan Wushuang was a little worried, but she still smiled and comforted.

"Aunt, longevity will happily marry the man she likes, this life, will be fine, you can rest assured, Your Majesty will not blame you, after all, love is deep, responsibility."

Such deep love, like life, roots, in this world, there are a few people who will be like this.

"Changshou personally went to decoct the medicine for you, drank the medicine, and got better quickly, so that longevity can rest assured."

Hearing Yan Wushuang's words, a smile appeared on the eldest princess of Ningyang, and the paleness that emerged because of her illness was much better.

"Changshou is the most obedient, when I was in Jincheng before, my temperament was a little dull, I was still worried, who knows, when I came back to the capital, I took etiquette with you for a period of time, and made a few friends, and I was relieved."

Speaking of this, the eldest princess of Ningyang looked outside, the figure of the maid loomed behind the screen, but the granddaughter was not there, so she put her mind at ease and looked at Yan Wushuang.

"Wushuang, what you told me before, I agree, but I have to meet the child first, as long as the child can make Changshou like it and worthy of trust, it's okay."

Holding Yan Wushuang's hand, the eldest princess of Ningyang looked solemn: "I'm afraid that if something like this happens again, I can't bear it, in the early years, I did have some grievances with Mingyang, but it doesn't matter, as long as she treats my granddaughter well."

This kind of entrustment seems to have become heavy, and the smell of medicine is flowing between Yan Wushuang's noses, and his mood is suddenly a little sad, but he still raises a smile and comforts.

"Aunt rest assured, Aunt Mingyang will also understand, Chen Qing I have also seen, he is a good man, and now he is doing things for His Majesty, he is very respected, although he will not inherit the title in the future, but he will also let his wife and children live well."

"That's good, that's good, I'm going to bother you to say it, let that kid come over another day, I'll see you, let Changshou see it again."

It was not until the longevity county lord came over with the medicine bowl that the topic stopped, and after watching the eldest princess of Ningyang sleep peacefully after taking the medicine, Yan Wushuang said goodbye, at this time, it was almost midnight.

When he was about to arrive at the gate of the mansion of the eldest princess of Ningyang, Yan Wushuang persuaded the county lord of Changshou to hurry back: "It's not too early at this hour, you just go back, I'll bring someone, it's okay."

"It's okay, I'll take someone to send my aunt, I'll trouble my aunt." Today, my grandmother fainted, and I panicked for a while, if I hadn't invited Yan Wushuang to come over, I wouldn't know how to mess up.

Seeing the girl say sensible words, her eyebrows and eyes were still worried, and she was still worried about her grandmother.

"Don't worry, go back, I'll accompany my wife." The male voice who spoke was Zhan Ge, dressed in white, riding a white horse, standing at the door, turning over and dismounting, and came to Yan Wushuang's side

Joy flashed between Yan Wu's eyebrows: "Why are you here?" What about children? ”

"Both of them are asleep, I asked Ah Jing to coax you, take you back first, the night is dark, I don't worry about your safety." Zhan Ge took the cloak held by the ink merchant behind him, and naturally tied it to Yan Wu.

The county lord of longevity is not yet married, and he has no one he likes, but looking at the scene in front of him, he feels warm, a little envious, and a little longing.

"I've seen the prince."

"The county lord is polite, the county lord stopped and took his leave." Zhan Ge bowed his head politely, helped Yan Wushuang into the carriage, and then got on the horse and left.

Looking at the carriage going farther and farther, the longevity county lord's lips tightened, and he didn't know what he would be like in the future.

"County Lord, it's not early, go back and rest." The maid asked cautiously, the longevity county lord nodded slightly, the long skirt crossed, and the door closed.

At this time, on the soft couch of the barbarian and the concubine, Mandu Latu was sleeping soundly, and he had just fallen asleep after a night of clouds and rain.

The concubine cleaned her body, put on a red light veil, and looked at the traces of ravaging on her white jade-like body, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper and deeper.

"Mother, the Khan is too ungentle." This hand is so heavy.

The concubine glanced at her, and her charm was unstoppable: "What do you know?" Only in this way will he be able to be honest and bow down under my skirt. ”

"What Niangniang said is that everyone has already dealt with it, whether it is investigated, they all think it is an accident......"

The maid has served the concubine for many years, and she has won the heart of the concubine, and if this incident is known, it will definitely have an impact on the power of Mandu Latu.

However, the concubine is not the biological mother of Mandu Latu, and it is normal to become the concubine of Mandu Latu, and there are few barbarian women, these customs have been passed down from the past, and if you use them reasonably, anything can be done.

Her eyes were rippling, as if spring and love were brewing, and the concubine nodded to the maid, and asked people to clean up the place and sleep next to Mandu Latu again.

With such a relationship, she wants to see who dares to let herself leave the barbarians.

Speaking of which, this new khan really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and the Yan family is too bad to teach his son.

As for what will happen next, no one will know that the harem of the barbarians was firmly pinned down by such a woman, and in the following years, Mongolia united with the Xiongnu and asked Dayi for support to resist the Mongol iron cavalry.

Mongolia will not know how ingenious a woman's pillow wind can be.

After the Mongol envoys arrived in Dayi, a new army arrived at the garrison in the northern frontier, which was subordinate to the Shengshang, and was originally placed in the fief of the lord of Huaiyuan, and now it was finally able to be idle.

The guards standing on the vast grasslands of northern Xinjiang have also received supplies from the capital, and northern Xinjiang is ready for a new war.

And all this, done in a bright and bright way, without concealment, as for what Mongolia thinks, the Holy One is not interested.

"Who said that my intention is to provoke a new war, Aiqing thinks too much, I obviously want to make the northern frontier more comfortable. Besides, the patrol tasks in northern Xinjiang are heavy, and the people who were transferred before can't adapt to it in a short time, which is not what it should be. ”

The young man on the dragon chair smiled lightly, holding his chin and looking at the hundred officials below with a bit of wantonness, and he said all the truth, that is, the diaphragm, but he couldn't say anything.

The saint transferred troops, even if they were private soldiers, they had greeted them in advance, and before anyone from the military department and the household department came out, the official came out to reply.

After saying the important things, the saint looked at this official, and suddenly felt that his face was a little familiar, and the father-in-law Wei next to him hurriedly stepped forward to explain two sentences, and the saint suddenly realized.

"Master Hu, since you care so much, why don't you send you and the officials of the Ministry of Rites to Northern Xinjiang to appease the soldiers, I believe you will also do a good job."

As soon as these words came out, the official who was still talking eloquently just now immediately fell to the ground: "Your Majesty, the ministers ......"

The young saint was not moved in the slightest, but just looked calm, obviously accustomed to this posture.

"I have always known that it is better to travel thousands of miles to read thousands of books, the capital is far from the northern Xinjiang, although there are not thousands of miles, but it can also make Master Hu have a long insight, and he has been staying in the capital, but I am afraid that I will be blinded by this prosperous splendor."

Instead of looking at Lord Hu's shattered expression that day, the saint lowered his head slightly and looked at the hundred officials: "What do you think of Aiqing?"

The prime minister in front of him came out of the queue and arched his hand: "Your Majesty is Shengming, and the minister has no objection."

Below, the Shengming sounded layer by layer made Shengshang squint his eyes very happily, and gave a look to Gonggong Wei next to him, announcing his retreat from the dynasty.

After the hundred officials retired, the prime minister was invited to the imperial study by a small eunuch, and the saint just closed the music fold in his hand.

"Does the teacher think that my behavior today is something inappropriate?"

After the prime minister saluted, he sat down behind the bookcase on the side, and his expression was as serious as usual: "Your Majesty has been thinking a lot, and the minister thinks that Your Majesty's actions today are very good and appropriate."

"Although the official has the responsibility of recommending, if he relies on his right to speak freely, His Majesty does not have to be polite." This Lord Hu, in the prime minister's opinion, is indeed acting a little excessively.

Floated.

"That's good, what does the teacher think of the matter in Northern Xinjiang?" The Holy One has not consulted the Prime Minister on this.

The prime minister looked at the map on the wall next to him, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows calmed slightly: "Your Majesty, although the clan councillors did not participate, they also know something, whether it is marriage and kinship or land cutting, the fundamental problem is that it is not strong enough, and it lacks the backbone." The minister disagreed. ”

The saint looked happy, no wonder, when he was worried, Zhan Ge reassured him, and the teacher really did not let him down.

"In this case, I know in my heart that the Mongols are not good at coming this time, and I also know that the Xiongnu and the barbarians are not completely subjugated to Dayi, and I also understand that all this, I have to make them understand that Dayi is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated."

The young emperor, although his wings are not completely tough, but the imperial spirit flowing in his bones also makes the prime minister understand that one day, this emperor will show his strength.

"The minister is looking forward to that day, and Your Majesty should rest assured that Muren is a person trusted by the Khan, and the princess of the county who can be respected by Muren is not a simple person. Mongolian women also grew up on horseback. ”

The prime minister felt that as long as he was alive, it would be excellent to be able to watch this emperor become stronger and stronger.