Da Yi Nandi, back to Nancheng, Sifang Street, Prince Jiuzhang Mansion.

In the palace of the prince of Jiuzhang, which occupies a whole street of Sifang Street, the garden is wide and the trees are clear, but there are no carved railings and jade masonry, and the maids and servants walk everywhere, each busy with their work, and there is no extra sound.

The backyard of the palace, Qi Ao Zhai.

Qi Ao is the name taken by the prince and princess herself, whether it is the imperial capital Shengjing or back to the southern city, but the residence of the little master in the palace is this name.

The little master of this palace is Mu Chang'an, the county lord of Chang'an, the eldest daughter of Prince Jiuzhang, and the only one in Dayi who has a name and is a two-character title.

What this county lord is most pleased with is not her appearance, nor her talent, nor her noble birth and honor.

As everyone knows, although the little county lord of the Jiuzhang Prince's Mansion has both father and mother, he has grown up in the palace since he was a child and was raised by Princess Rongchen herself.

At the end of the first year of Ruihe, the southern Xinjiang and the Western Regions united with the surrounding countries to invade the southern border of Dayi, and the soldiers who returned to the south fought bloodily for 13 days and returned to the south to break the city.

Prince Jiuzhang was martyred in the city, the news reached the palace, and the princess of Jiuzhang hanged herself, and when His Royal Highness the Changjun Lord hurriedly came from Shengjing, it was a funeral.

On that day, Fang placed the princess's coffin next to the prince's coffin, and heard the housekeeper come to the mourning hall to preach, "The county lord has returned home."

Aunt Sui hurriedly led people out. That was the first time Aunt Sui saw this little master who was born in the palace but grew up in the deep palace.

She is as green as a waterfall, and her eyebrows and eyes look like a princess from a distance, and when she gets closer, she sees that she has not tied her hair, and she is walking step by step, but her skirt is extremely obedient.

It's not like the skirts of other noble girls flying when they are walking, and Sui Xin praised it in his heart, this is a royal lord with excellent etiquette.

She passed over everyone calmly, without crying or making trouble, and there was no trace of waves in her eyes, as if she did not know that she had lost both of her parents since then.

When Sui Xin stepped forward to salute, she spoke, her voice hoarse, "Qi, where are they?" ”

It sounded like it hadn't been touched with tea for many days, it was so astringent, and the voice was a little broken, and I couldn't help but want to cry when I listened to it.

She couldn't associate the majestic royal lord in front of her with the naughty little county lord who liked to play tricks on people.

Later, the county lord of Chang'an knelt in front of his parents' spirits for seven days.

She was born noble, and since she had already decided, no one dared to say anything more, so she had to ask the commander of the guards who escorted her back and forth to the south to send someone to send news back to Beijing, but the news went back and forth for more than seven days.

Later, Sui Xin followed the little county lord, took care of her diet and daily life, and really began to take care of her, Sui Xin had to admit that the eldest princess taught His Royal Highness very well.

Although the county lord was born extremely noble, he did not treat his subordinates harshly, nor did he beat and scold at will, and no matter who he spoke to, he never spoke loudly, and he spoke slowly.

Words and deeds are not slow, and there is never a mistake in demeanor, which is really a proper model of noble girl.

It's just that Sui Xin also discovered that his little royal highness doesn't like to go out, and the ladies of the various provinces are most happy to go out and she lacks interest.

She doesn't like those rouge gouaches either, she often sits in the study, that is, half a day, if you talk about playing, I don't know if it counts as passing the time with the young general?

In the past, when the princess was still alive, when she missed the little princess, the prince would always say a lot of things about the little princess playing tricks on the brothers of the various families.

After all, the little lord in the mouth of the prince is extremely lively, and she is the one they serve with her, although she is not often seen, but anyone who listens to those interesting things can't help but love the clever little master.

Since the county lord was six years old, the princess's health has improved, and she has begun to enter the palace to see her, and she is very happy when she returns.

I only heard her say that the county lord is not as playful and crying as the prince said, on the contrary, she knows etiquette and etiquette at a young age, and has the style of a father.

Although the princess was happy, she sighed and sighed in her heart every time she listened to it, and the princess only thought that even if her child was a woman, she should have the style of "Qi Ao".

Where would she have thought that it is rare for biological mother and daughter to meet but know etiquette and etiquette, this is the birth of a part.

Now that I am serving the little master, I can see that this highness does not like to talk much, except for loving to sleep lazily, most of the time it is very good to serve.

At first, she was still anxious, but she didn't know where to mention it, but Steward Qi reminded her, so she simply had one master in the nine-chapter palace anyway.

In his own house, even if he slept for a day, no one dared to say that he had half a minute, not to mention, this was a return to the south.

Sui Xin was still reminiscing about the past, and he couldn't help but hear that the person who had been sitting on the couch for a long time suddenly spoke, "Sister has been getting more and more anxious recently, and my aunt will pack up for two days and leave for Beijing."

The woman who spoke looked extremely young, her hair full of green silk was buttoned only with a gold ring, and her hair was slightly tied up, and there was no other embellishment.

As soon as she said that, she folded the letter in her hand and replied, "That's it, I still have to go back, pack up a little, and leave tomorrow."

The casual hardship below who respectfully lowered his hand could not hide his surprise, His Highness has never had an idea for a while.

After thinking about it again and again, he finally couldn't help but open his mouth, "Your Highness, but there is something important in the capital?" ”

The girl who approached the table covered the folded letter paper on the candle, and the fire was bright in an instant.

Sui Xin took advantage of this light to see that the person in front of him seemed to be laughing, and only listened to the girl say casually, "The princess of a country was urged to marry by the imperial history in the morning for several days, and my aunt thought, is it in a hurry?" ”

Leaning over and kneeling down with Xin, the princess Rong Chen, how can she be a slave who can talk about it casually, let alone say that the girl in front of her asked so bluntly.

After serving her for two years, I knew that she was here, and if she asked, she would have to listen to the result, so she kowtowed and said, "The slave and maid don't dare, the slave and maid have exceeded the rules, please punish Your Highness."

The girl on the seat suddenly whispered indifferently, "Please let the young general come over."

Fortunately, Sui Xin had long been used to it, and knowing that she didn't want to pursue it, she was busy claiming that she had withdrawn and asked people to go to the general's mansion to spread the word.

Standing under the porch, the more I thought about it, the worse it became.

It's getting late, the young general is a man in the end, His Royal Highness and his study never want anyone to serve, and no one dares to criticize it when he returns to the southern city, if so······ If it is passed out.

As long as Sui Xin thought of this, his heart hurt.

However, in the southern city this time, who dares to refute what she said? Who would dare to say more?

Sui Xin couldn't stop sighing in his heart, obviously listening to the prince's mouth, the county lord was so cute when he was a child, a small person, who was held by his brother, he had to stumble and run to his father to complain, saying that "men and women don't kiss", and when the father and daughter bullied the cousin, they ran back to the palace to complain about their grievances.

It was the emperor who knew such interesting things, and they all said that this child was very smart and big.

It's just that now, as long as I think about the eldest princess who is nearly thirty years old and unmarried in Jinghua.

Sui Xin couldn't help but be worried in her heart, she was afraid that a good-looking kung fu county lord would follow that master's temperament, then she would really die enough to atone for her sins.

Fortunately, over the years, the county lord has become more and more like a princess, and his temperament has become more and more like a prince, which is really good.

But in the end, it was the eldest princess who brought it up.

Hey, if the prince and princess are still there, and the prince personally raises His Royal Highness, I am afraid that the threshold of the Nine Chapters Prince's Mansion will always be broken one day.

This is the eldest princess of the same eldest princess, not to mention that it has never been in the 600 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it is a precedent that the Zhou Dynasty has not had for hundreds of years.

Moreover, the lord of his own family does not have many bad tempers of the nobles of the family, and he is very pampered, and he is not pampered and arrogant.

Every time he thought of this, Sui Xin would silently give a great credit to the eldest princess in Luoshui Palace in his heart.

Although when she was in the palace of Jingli, she could always hear that the eldest princess had a cloudy temper and bullied many "deeds", but the eldest princess did make the small county bishop very good.

The county lord of Chang'an in the room didn't know at this time that Aunt Sui under the porch outside the house had already started to worry about her in the future.

She stood in front of the window, looking at the flowers flying under the eaves, but her mind had already drifted far away.

It is true that the princess of a country has been urged to marry several times before, and it is also true that the envoy from southern Xinjiang came to Beijing, and it is also true that King Gong does not have to rush to handle the marriage of Lord Li in the imperial study.

Mu Changan took a slight breath, closed his eyes and muttered softly, "It's still a fishy and salty smell."

"Your Highness, the Major General has arrived".

Mu Changan opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and he didn't seem to have a chuckle, "Please go to the study."

Then, she waved away everyone and entered the Cangwu Pavilion alone.

In the Cangwu Pavilion, the silver-armored young general standing in front of the desk heard the movement behind him and immediately turned around, and came with two big steps, "Minister Xiuzhao, please Your Highness."

The person who came was sparse-eyed, young and heroic, dressed in silver armor, obviously just came out of the barracks, and it was Xiu Zhao, the eldest son of the Loyal and Brave General's Mansion.

Xiu Zhao is a person, few generals, good at military strategy, and has made military exploits at a young age.

At the end of the first year of Ruihe, Xiu Zhao returned to the south with Rong Shizi's reinforcements, and later Chang'an was reluctant to return to Beijing, and the eldest princess in Beijing always cherished her.

In addition, because the loyal and brave general is the only hereditary military general in charge of military power in the DPRK, he is a loyal martyr, and is in charge of 230,000 soldiers and horses in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing.

Therefore, people who knew him in and outside Beijing also called him "Young General" when they saw others.

Mu Changan approached the case, staring at the autumn flowers and spring water on the case, "Ah Zhao, I'm going back to Beijing."

The saluting general got up on his own and said in a loud voice, "When is it?" "When will you leave?" "Can you give it back? ”

Mu Changan looked at him and asked a lot in one breath, and it was rare that his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, "Are you going to stay and return to the south for a long time, and you don't want to leave?" ”

Hearing this, Xiu Zhao came back to his senses, patted his head, and laughed loudly, "I'll go and order troops to escort His Highness back to Beijing."

"Don't worry", the girl in front of the case gradually smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were calm, "Your Majesty intends to intermarry with Southern Xinjiang."

The words and sentences were extremely clear, and when they reached Xiu Zhao's ears, they were like bursts of thunder.

"Southern Xinjiang? Intermarry? Intermarrying with those Southern Barbarians? "He saw it with his own eyes.

Mu Changan continued in a deep voice, "Ah Zhao, the prince of King Rong will return to the south."

Xiu Zhao felt that his ears no longer obeyed, and they all began to play drums by themselves, which shocked his own brain.

Mu Changan's voice gradually lowered, but it became clearer and clearer, "The prince of the palace, leaving Beijing and returning to the south alone, at this time, can only be edicted."

"Ah Zhao, have you been with him for a while, what kind of person is the prince of King Rong, who is praised by everyone in the capital?"

The voice was slow, if it was a normal Xiuzhao, she would probably know that she didn't really want to ask for an answer from him, but she just said perfunctory words between her thoughts.

However, at this time, Xiu Zhao was a young general who beat the drum with his own ears, and he blurted out a sentence that he would regret for many years in the future.

"He's as good-looking as you are."

Sui Xin, who was about to come in with refreshments to serve, happened to hear this sentence and almost fell down.

It's not going in for a while, it's not going to retreat, I just want to pour this cup of hot tea on the face of the disciple.

I don't know how the loyal and brave general was upright all his life, how he taught such a frivolous son.

Fortunately, at this moment, Mu Changan has come back to his senses, although he is calm, he is still a half-old girl, and he can't hide his embarrassment.

"Put it down, it's night, my aunt will rest early."

For a moment, Sui Xin felt that bitter water was rising in his mouth, yes, it's night, so how can you still keep a big man in the same room with you.

However, she never dared to say this, so she had to respond respectfully, "Oh, that maid asked Sihua to keep watch tonight."

After that, she withdrew, afraid that if she retreated too late, the county lord of her family would say "no need to wait".

Mu Changan rubbed her eyebrows lightly with her two fingers, as obvious as her aunt's demeanor, she saw it.

But Xiuzhao's temperament, she also knows, and what she must say is the truth, not Meng Lang's words.

He had to hurry up and get down to business, so he continued, "I won't return to Nan in a short time, you postpone your departure for two days, and the affairs in the barracks will be taken care of, and then you will return to Beijing."

Xiu Zhao also came back to his senses at this time, and he was full of discomfort, and when he heard that he was talking about business, he looked like a young general.

"Don't worry, the military camp in the south is under the jurisdiction of the Prince of Jiuzhang's mansion, and I won't be able to hold the military power in the south again for you, the old man is afraid that the little beggars under the roots of the imperial city will feel that they can do things better than me."

After expressing his pride, he finally couldn't help it.

"Although Rong Shizi has been in and out of the military camp since he was a child, he doesn't like people with a lot of thoughts, but he is very good at scheming."

"Extremely good at scheming? The whole dynasty knows that Rong Shizi, a genius in the sky, does not like power and magic, but he is really a noble person. ”

Mu Changan's words were extremely flat.

Xiu Zhao couldn't tell what she meant for a while, so he only shook his head and said very seriously.

"I once heard my father and uncle mention that the prince once said that if you talk about scheming, if you can do it in time, there will be less than three or four people who can come out of the court in the next day."

Mu Changan looked at him when he heard this, and said with a light smile, "Ah Zhao, over time, there will be many geniuses in this world."

Xiu Zhao was about to say more, but he didn't know what he thought, he loosened the corners of his lips, and finally didn't say a word.

Since deciding to return to Beijing, Mu Changan has successively summoned the civil officials and generals of Huinan a few days ago to explain the arrangements.

Calling Xiu Zhao to come today, it was just because he was out to patrol the city before and was not returning to the south, so he suddenly wanted to tell him in person that he was going to return to Beijing together, but he didn't want to tell him in detail on the way back to Beijing, somehow, all the words he said.

"That's it, I'll leave tomorrow, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest tonight, so go get busy."

Xiu Zhao bowed his hand, exited the study and stood under the corridor, and did not stride out of the house directly as usual, but turned around and looked around the entire Cangwu Pavilion.

It was getting late, and the palace was as quiet as ever, as if no one existed.

Chang'an had a detached temperament when he was young, but the older he grew, the more quiet he became, especially after the death of the prince and princess.

Although she never said it, he also knew that she must be in great pain, and she had been investigating the events of the year openly and secretly.

She had never deliberately avoided him, and with her suspicions, her concerns, he knew all too well.

He knows better that according to Chang'an's temperament, no matter whether she finds out anything or not, once the seeds of doubt are planted in her heart, she will not be reconciled, and she will never give up.

Although Xiu Zhao has not yet traveled to the court, he was born in a top family in the capital, and he has been exposed to the power field since he was a child.

The natural political sense of the children of the family told him that returning to Beijing at this time would inevitably be a storm.

He withdrew his gaze and stayed under the corridor for a long time, and after a while, he finally walked out of the prince's palace and went to the barracks to do some work.

He remembered what his father had told him on the night he had set out to return to the South.

"You are Xiu Zhao, you are the future head of the Xiu clan, so you are not just Xiu Zhao."

He is not only him, he is not only the eldest son of the Zhongyong Mansion, but also the only son.

What he is carrying is the ardent expectations of a family, and what he carries on his shoulders is the responsibility and responsibility of a martyr.

There are some words that stop at the lips and teeth are the best, the best.