The earth-shattering crisis brewing between Liang and Chu is like a volcano that will erupt at any time, but Shudu, thousands of miles away, is not aware of it at all, and it is still so calm and undisturbed.

It snowed all night in Shudu, and it was snowing in the early morning.

The weather in Shudu is warm and moist, it is rare to have a heavy snow for several years, and the city in the early morning is covered under the heavy snow, which still seems to be clear and clear, and the wind is light and light.

Guo Rong woke up with a hangover, although he had a headache, he was lying in front of the window, looking at the snow on the eaves and courtyard walls opposite the window, while secretly sighing the fierceness of Xuzhou's newly brewed plum wine, while pondering the new words of yesterday.

When the situation was not so dangerous, and at that time, Han Daoxun, as a secretary and young eunuch, could only be said to be noble in the court, not powerful and powerful, Guo Rong was very close to Han Daoxun's articles and calligraphy, and he also knew that Han Daoxun did not work hard in poetry, and focused more on learning from the world.

In other words, that new word, Han Qian could not have copied from his father Han Daoxun.

If it were someone else, they might think that this new word, even if Han Qian did not plagiarize his father, he also copied others, but Guo Rong was sent to Yang Yuanpu by the Anning Palace in recent years, and the depth of contact with Han Qian was beyond the reach of others.

Just imagine how many times Han Qian's amazing performance shocked him in the past few years?

Even though Han Daoxun may be the master of all strategies, Han Qian's performance is definitely not weak.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been close to him back then, and he would have been toyed with.

Now it seems that this new word was written by Han Qian, and he will not feel any surprises.

At this time, Feng Yi knocked on the door and came in, holding a bowl of hot soup with a strong medicinal smell in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Lord Guo has a hangover, but he has a tight headache, Han Qian brought me hangover soup for you......"

After the hangover, in addition to the headache, the abdomen is also very uncomfortable, after drinking the hangover soup, the abdomen feels warm, but it is really relieved.

"I got drunk very early yesterday, and I don't see that Lord Wei drinks much, but the amount of alcohol that Lord Han, Changxiang Hou, and Lord Jing Qiongwen drink should not be bad, how long have they drunk, have they drunk?" After Guo Rong was drunk, his memory of last night was a little vague, and he asked Feng Yi, who didn't drink last night.

After the Feng family's case, Feng Yi was demoted to a commoner, he had no official status, and he was naturally not qualified to sit down and drink with him last night, he said with a smile: "Han Qian is a thief, how strong the wine he brews, he knows in his heart, so he doesn't drink much, as for Changxiang Hou and Jing Qiongwen, the amount of wine is not much better than that of Lord Guo......"

At this time, Feng Yi was not three or four years ago, and he could casually ask Guo Rong to coax him to speak, but at this time, he was just perfunctory, and it was impossible to tell Guo Rong the true situation of yesterday's night banquet.

However, Guo Rong was not so easy to perfunctory, and secretly felt that Han Qian was fine, what did so many of them do, showing off the ferocity of the new wine drunk in Xuzhou?

Guo Rong also knew that he was called the deputy envoy, but the power was in Han Qian's hands, even if he could guess that Han Qian had a plan outside of welcoming relatives, it was beyond his ability to interfere.

Of course, it was not alienated by Anning Palace, and sitting on a cold bench on the side of Tanwang Mansion, Guo Rong was not aware of the crisis that was brewing in Jinling.

After the decisive victory over the Tanzhou feudal domain, the three princes were like a rainbow, and when he had not yet set off for Jinling, there was already a great voice of abolishing the heirs in Beijing, not to mention this marriage, but it would also rely on the voice of the three princes, but it did not mean that Anning Palace, Shouzhou and the prince's side would be captured, nor did it mean that there was no movement on the Chuzhou side.

Niu Gengru, Zhao Mingting, Wang Wenqian and others are not easy to match; The one in Anning Palace who looks kind and kind, but inside is a wolf, and the one who knows how to fight and sits in Chuzhou will definitely not be a good person!

If these people were easy to do, His Majesty would never be so entangled in the past few years, how did Han Qian plan these things in his heart? Or did he mistakenly think that His Majesty was good enough to control the situation?

If this is the case, Han Qian and the three princes are too optimistic, maybe they don't recognize what kind of person the Anning Palace is, or maybe they don't realize that the Inner Mansion Bureau that His Majesty has personally supported in the Inner Servant Province over the years has already been infiltrated by the Ning'an Palace!

Thinking of this, Guo Rong couldn't help but shake his head again, what did he do to worry about Han Qian and them?

The third prince is really about to ascend the throne, and there are only disadvantages and no benefits for him.

"By the way, Lord Han, what arrangements can he say today?" Guo Rong asked Feng Yidao.

"Han Qian left Mrs. Xi in the room last night, why is he willing to get up so early?" Feng Yi yawned and said, "It is rare for Shudu to have sunny and snowy weather, and if you are drowning in trivial things all the time, it will be too boring." ”

Guo Rong smiled slightly, if Han Qian could really indulge in women, he would not have caused so much trouble to Anning Palace in the past few years, but thinking about it, the female Xi clan is indeed a heavenly fragrance, even as a castrated person, he is not much worse than the county lord of Qingyang.

"If Lord Guo doesn't have any orders, I still have to go and send hangover soup to Changxiang Hou - now I am not the same as before, I have to serve all of you one by one." Feng Yi said with emotion.

Guo Rong smiled slightly, thinking that the Feng family brothers were so stubborn about Han Qian, they should have pinned the hope of the Feng family's recovery on the third prince.

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Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, vomited a lot when he returned home yesterday, and drank hangover soup before going to bed, and woke up in addition to being a little weak, but there was not much hangover pain.

He remembered that when he walked out of the East Garden of Jinhua Building, Han Qian handed him a large stack of materials, he looked up, but he didn't see it in the house, and in a trance he thought that he had drunk too much last night and remembered this incident.

Changxiang Marquis Wang Yong was not in a hurry to get up, he sobered up at this time, and lay in bed to think about many things Han Qian said last night, until he heard the sound of laughter coming from the garden outside, he washed under the service of the maid, put on a robe and walked over to the snow, and saw Wan'er holding the hands of the youngest son Wang Huan and the youngest daughter Sui'er, playing in the snow in the garden.

Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, stood in front of the porch with a gloomy expression and stared at the garden for a while.

The youngest son Wang Huan soon saw him, his immature little face showed a look of expectation and hesitation, and Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, turned around and walked back to the study ruthlessly, leaving the disappointed young son Wang Huan in the garden.

Liang Wan, the marquis of Changxiang, was a little melancholy, and secretly felt that she was born in the emperor's family, could she really not even have the slightest family affection?

When he walked to the study, he saw Qingyang walking over with the materials he took last night, and Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, said in a low voice: "These books can only be read in the study, and they can't be taken out at will." If it falls into the eyes of someone who cares, how can you tell me to explain it clearly? ”

"I don't think it's anything remarkable, do you really think what Han Qian said last night is feasible?" Qingyang pouted and said.

"I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't find anything wrong." Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, said hesitantly, he knew that once Han Qian was summoned by his father, he would escort Qingyang back to Chu at any time, leaving him not much time to make a decision.

"Han Daoxun was transferred to Jinling to serve as Jing Zhaoyin, Han Qian told a big lie about this, and the eldest brother still wants to use what he said?" Qingyang said incredulously.

Even if Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, has to warn himself every day that Taoguang is obscure, but it has been thirteen years since he left the palace to go to the palace, and he has also worn out his last trace of patience, and the two countries have been disarmed from the two states of Kipjing, this is the opportunity for Dashu to have extra troops to pass through Baan, and it is also a good opportunity for him to intervene in military and political affairs, he doesn't want to miss it again, gritted his teeth and said:

"Han Qian shouldn't be stupid enough to think that the news of his father's appointment as Jing Zhaoyin can hide it from us, he doesn't mention it, maybe there is a reason why he doesn't mention it! Maybe the situation in Jinling is even more complicated than what Han Qian said! ”

Qingyang stared at the eldest brother in surprise, he didn't expect that a person who was so cautious and cautious would ignore such a big flaw and suspicion, and use Han Qian's strategy?

Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, made up his mind to pay attention to no longer taoguang and obscurity, even if Han Qian set a trap, he was determined to jump down, and his mind became decisive, and he said to Qingyang:

"Han Qian envoy Shu, what is being discussed is your marriage, and you yourself can't be a nobody. In the past few days, you have been going back to the palace more often, and you have come to Mrs. Qi to greet you......"

There are still too few ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee who can be co-opted to help speak, and Mrs. Qi's brother, General Youwuwei, and Deputy Privy Envoy Qi Lun are not many people who can have a say in the affairs of Jinglu Banan.

Seeing that the eldest brother had made up his mind, the county lord of Qingyang could only accept it in a muffled voice: "Okay! ”

At this time, the guards came in and reported: "Lord Han of Chu has sent someone to send hangover soup to His Highness." ”

Hearing that Han Qian sent someone over, Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, asked the guards to hurry in, but saw that it was Feng Yi with two guards, each carrying a beautiful black lacquer food box.

"Yesterday I was drunk and ugly, but Lord Lao Han was thinking about sending hangover soup." Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, saw Feng Yi take out the Xuanji pot from the food box, poured a bowl of medicinal hangover soup, hesitated for a while, and drank the hangover soup together.

"Counselor Han sent me to do something else, so I won't delay here with Master Hou." Feng Yi saw that Wang Yong, the Marquis of Changxiang, had drunk the hangover soup, not only did he not take the Xuanji pot, but he didn't even take the two two-foot-tall black lacquer food boxes, and left directly with people.

"What's the mystery here?" After the guards walked away, the county lord of Qingyang picked up the Xuanji pot on the case and looked at it for a while, and then looked suspiciously at the food box that Feng Yi threw directly on the table, and asked inexplicably.

Changxiang Hou Wang Yong walked over and groped for a while, and pulled out a dark board from the bottom of a food box, only to find that there was a mezzanine in this food box, and the velvet was covered with several layers of thumb-thick Hepu beads.

Changxianghou's shocked face was reflected at this moment.