comforted the childishness that the saint had finally come, and the light-colored brocade robe specially worn by King Sheng was stained, which was soaked with tears.

"If you become an emperor, you can't be so squeamish in the future."

King Sheng of chicken feathers didn't say anything about this, his expression was restrained, and at the beginning, he looked light and preachy, and he was very reliable.

If it had been before, the saint might have been scared by King Sheng when he said this. But now the Holy One was able to pull King Sheng's sleeve and say something that sounded willful. As a child, there are always things that should be loved by the elders.

After Ning Qing and Liu Yuan came in, they also found some strange places.

For example, although the saint's eyes were red and he looked pitiful, his emotions were extremely high, and the speed of dealing with the twists and turns was much faster than before.

And King Sheng is usually cold, and you are all stupid, but today you are sitting there very patiently, glancing at the Holy Lord from time to time, and seem to be very worried.

The two glanced at each other, a little puzzled by this situation, but they didn't say anything in the end, and continued to be busy with their own affairs.

When it was time for lunch, King Sheng rarely stayed, they were all his own people, and he ate a lot more casually, and he didn't pay attention to any food.

"The battle report sent this time is about the recovery of Ancheng, but the form of northern Xinjiang is naturally not optimistic, fortunately this time it is a war, otherwise, I am afraid there is no room for maneuver."

After lunch, while taking a walk to eat, King Sheng briefly explained the form of Northern Xinjiang to the saint.

The saint has never been to the northern frontier, and he has never seen the real war scene, all the wind and rain have been blocked out of the capital, but he knows that war is not a simple matter, it is a matter of the loss of life and the survival of his family and country.

"How can it be so serious, Uncle Huang, when the barbarians and the Huns attacked before, nothing so serious happened."

King Sheng sighed and analyzed the saint: "I won't say much about the previous things, but this time, the Xiongnu and the barbarians are not only because of the early arrival of the cold winter in the territory, which makes them short of food and face death, and even, they seem to have some diseases, which is extremely serious."

The letter said that all the sick people had symptoms similar to the plague, and King Sheng also knew what the plague was, but fortunately, Zhan Ge found out in advance and sent people to intercept those people out of the country.

Prevent others from being infected by entering Dayi.

"Uncle Huang, send a large number of medicinal herbs over, and then send the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital to protect the safety of the soldiers first, what do you think?"

The saint was shocked, he was in Gaojing City, although he was at ease, but he was also clear about the things outside, how terrible the plague was, and the records in the history books were quite detailed.

"Yes, it's always good to take precautions, and Zhan Ge doesn't say whether this is true or not, so it's good to prepare in advance."

King Sheng was satisfied with this arrangement, and handed the envelope in his hand to the Holy Lord, asking him to see the current situation in Northern Xinjiang.

"At the moment, the most anxious thing should be to urge the household department to send grain, grass and armaments as soon as possible, and the safety of tens of thousands of lives is no joke. Northern Xinjiang is quite cold compared to the capital, and it is now winter. If there is something, no matter how much the household asks for the crime, it will be difficult to escape responsibility. ”

As King Sheng who has been in northern Xinjiang, he knows a lot about the climate in northern Xinjiang at the moment, and he also knows the temperament of the officials in the capital, and he always wants to mix oil and water in it, or wants to make something difficult.

After all, when the war comes, the soldiers always attract attention, and some arrogant civilian officials always want to do something in the back.

Sheng Shangran: "Uncle Huang rest assured, this matter has been supervised by Ning Shilang, and two batches of armaments have set off from the capital one after another, not including the Wushuang sister who ordered someone to send it over."

"Well, after this incident, remember to give the corresponding reward to the side by side of the palace, when the royal brother is here, the treasury is abundant, and this little thing is always affordable. And, you have one thing to keep in mind. ”

For the vision of the first emperor, King Sheng has no doubts, Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge are indeed good, otherwise, with the previous things, they will be able to stand up to the saint, and they will not be able to wait for themselves to come back at all.

"Uncle Huang, please speak." The saint did not feel uncomfortable in his heart, after all, blood and family affection existed, and it was clear that King Sheng really didn't want to be the emperor, and his loyalty was good for his deeds, and this sentence was given to him by the queen mother.

King Sheng looked at the Imperial Garden where the spirit of decay was beginning to appear, his eyes were a little wandering, and he didn't know what he thought, but his words were able to make the Holy Lord remember it.

"You have to remember to trust people you trust, enough to believe in them, no matter what time it is. Only then will you be able to rest easy knowing that there will be someone to help you at all times. ”

Although he was a little puzzled as to why he said this at this time, the saint still nodded: "I know what Uncle Huang said, but why are you saying this at this time?"

"It's nothing, it just occurred to me. Whether in wartime or peace, you must be tolerant of the generals, without whom there would be no prosperity in Dayi today. But there can't be too much indulgence either. For Wenchen to be restrained, but not too restrictive, the art of the royal family, you still have to experience it yourself, what others say is meaningless after all. ”

"Yes, my nephew understands. A country cannot be without generals, nor can it be without capable courtiers, but there has always been a contradiction between the two, and the difference lies in this control of the problem. ”

The literati felt that the military generals were too reckless, had no etiquette, and could not read a single big character, and the military generals felt that the literati were too troublesome, and they were always the ones who cared about it.

Such a problem seems to have existed since the beginning of the founding of the country, whether it is the barbarian Xiongnu Dayi, or foreign countries, such a problem exists.

But for the monarch, the most important thing is how to control this problem, the monarch and the minister are single-minded, and some things can be done well.

"Well, it's good if you understand, when the war in Northern Xinjiang subsides and the war returns to the court, I will leave the capital and go to Jincheng, after that, if you have something important, let people spread the message to me, and I will not set foot in the capital easily."

The grievances and grievances of the year, with the gradual death of the previous generation, have become a thing of the past, and others do not know the secret. But King Sheng still didn't want to stay here, thinking about his original miss over and over again.

After many years of separation, the face is withered, the beauty is gone, and in the end, I have never met the person I like.

When King Sheng said this, his expression was filled with an indescribable melancholy, as if there was something very entangled.

"The nephew of the Sheng Wangfu has been repaired, if the imperial uncle wants to go back there, it is okay, and then the Shengwang Mansion will be left to you, the nephew still hopes that the imperial uncle can have someone to take care of you."

The past is not clear to the saint, and the first emperor has never told him. But that didn't affect what he could guess from it.

The corners of King Sheng's mouth had a lazy arc, and the melancholy and sadness just now were swept away, and he looked back at his nephew, who was a little higher than his waist, with an obvious smile on his face.

"When will it be your nephew's turn to worry about the affairs of your uncle, how can he be exactly the same as your father? Don't worry, it will always come when it's time to come, and some things can't be forced. ”

The saint was about to say something more, but he was blocked by King Sheng's words.

"Speaking of which, Lin'er, you are also so old, there are suitable women in each mansion to look at, and after a few years, you can marry a wife. However, Uncle Huang still felt that the harem was finally clean, and he still had to find what he liked. ”

The blush immediately climbed onto the face of the holy boy, and he tried his best to stop it, but he didn't stop it, and explained to King Sheng very unnaturally.

"It's still early for this kind of thing, but as an elder, Uncle Huang will have to watch for his nephew when the time comes. Besides, I already had a choice in my mind. ”

"What do you mean?" The place where the two of them talked happened to be in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, although the wind was blowing, with a slight coldness, but they were wearing very thick clothes, and they didn't feel anything.

Besides, this place is open on all sides, and there are palace maids and eunuchs guarding it, even if they have the courage to come here to eavesdrop on the two of them.

The nephew felt that if he married a wife, he would naturally marry what he liked, otherwise he would not only make himself unhappy, but also let down the woman. I think the marriage between Sister Wushuang and Brother Zhan is excellent. If there is one person who can accompany me in doing so, then I will be satisfied. ”

Speaking of emotional matters, a teenager who is a little more than ten years old, although his face is a little shy, he can still talk eloquently.

Such a firm belief also made King Sheng a little impressed, if he could have such determination back then, would everything be different?

"The idea is good, and Uncle Huang is also very supportive. But you have to understand that as a saint, there are some things that you can't do for yourself. So if you want to do that, you will be able to hold it down. ”

"Uncle Huang rest assured, there are still a few years to go, enough for my nephew to control the DPRK and the Central Government, I am tired of seeing the struggle of my brothers, and I don't want to ...... in the future."

Some topics are destined to be heavy.

"Very good, remember, those that are closed, don't let them out, when the time comes, you will find something to do for yourself."

This is talking about the few princes who are locked up, who makes the first emperor Although he is not lustful, the women in the palace seem to be extremely easy to get pregnant.

"Yes." The saint nodded firmly, knowing that it was all for his own consideration.

The wind seemed to be a little stronger, and King Sheng turned around and protected the saint behind his body: "Okay, let's go back, the weather is too cold, it's not the time to blow the wind."

Sending the saint back to the imperial study, King Sheng left the palace under the pretext of having something.

Looking at his back, the saint's heart swelled with unprecedented pride, this throne was chosen by himself, so he had to make it worthwhile. Won't disappoint everyone who cares about them.