"You should rest early, it's not too early, otherwise the night wind will be cold, and if you catch a cold, I won't be able to explain to your brother." Qin Yu said with a smile.

Wanru was quite happy just now, but when she heard His Highness say this, her mood suddenly felt like being poured with cold water, from her head to the soles of her feet.

She thought to herself: Could it be that His Highness cares about me because he is afraid that my brother will blame me?

Wanru lowered her eyes slightly, and the happy mood just now disappeared without a trace.

She raised her head and looked at the crown prince: "Your Highness came here today to come to see me for my brother?" ”

Qin Yu felt the change in Wanru's expression, but he didn't understand why Wanru asked like this. He also thought that Wan was a little sad that he didn't see his brother at this moment.

After all, she had been ill for so long, and her relatives didn't dare to come to see her, and she felt like she was isolated here.

"Although your family didn't come, it was the same when I came to see you." Qin Yu wanted to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, when Qin Yu said this, Wanru was really sad. It turns out that in the heart of His Highness, there is no place for himself at all.

"Thank you Your Highness for your concern!" After Wanru finished speaking, she walked out with her head down, and she could see that she was a little sad.

Qin Yu was a little baffled by Wanru's sudden emotion, and he didn't know where he had said the wrong thing just now.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew outside the window, and a cold wind blew in through the open window, and the desk was leaning against the window, and was blown by the wind.

A few pieces of paper on the desk fell to the ground, Qin Yu walked to the desk and looked at the scenery outside the window, at this time, the petals outside the courtyard were also blown off by the cold wind, and the pink petals fell to the ground.

Qin Yu picked up the pieces of paper full of words on the ground and put it on the desk, He inadvertently saw what was written on the paper:

Qingqing Zijin,

Relax my heart.

Even if I don't go,

Zining doesn't have a voice?

Qingqingzipei,

Slow my thoughts.

Even if I don't go,

Zining is not coming?

Picky,

In the city.

Not seen for a day,

Such as March!

Qin Yu picked up the piece of paper, pondered for a while, and then put it back in its place, and when he turned around and walked out of the book pavilion, the corners of his mouth raised a trace of imperceptible arc.

It's just that the road of kings is already dangerous, if you succeed, nature will overpower the world, and if you fail, your life will be in danger.

In such a situation, I am not able to protect the people around me. So he didn't dare to make a promise to anyone, even a small one.

Although the Northern Dynasty is calm on the surface, there is a deeper murderous motive hidden on the calm lake.

This power struggle has only just begun, and General Yan and Changping Jun should not be underestimated. Qin Yu looked at the books on the desk and picked up one casually.

After reading it for a while, Qin Yu took a deep breath and pondered the contents of this book in his mind:

According to ancient rumors, as recorded in the "Spring and Autumn Period", those who break the law are rebellious and become traitors, and they do not disobey the noble ministers. However, the reason why the law is prepared and the reason why the punishment is often lowly is because the people are desperate and have nothing to say.

There is a lot of truth in this: almost all of the crimes that constitute great sins come from the noble ministers. However, what the decree guarded and punished by the punishment was usually those of inferior status, so that the people felt hopeless and had no place to appeal. The ministers colluded with each other to deceive the monarch and collude.

At this time, he was thinking: When will the Northern Dynasty abolish the law of "not being able to pay tribute to the common people, and not punishing the doctors", I am afraid that only when he becomes the "south" can he implement the art of kingly rule, and at that time, he can protect the people he cares about.

This chapter cites Han Feizi's works "Nanmyeon", "Beinai", and "Gongming", as well as the poetry "Guofeng, Zheng Feng, Zijin". In addition, I would like to explain the word "south" here: when the ancient kings were in the court, they sat in the north and faced the south to show their dignity, so "south" became a synonym for the monarch to rule the world.