Handan, Hanchan Palace.

Although this is not the first time Zhao Yong has spent the winter of the Warring States Period, it has to be said that in the winter of the Warring States Period, in addition to the lack of cotton jackets and down jackets, warm fire walls are still more popular. In particular, the newly renovated hall and the fire wall and ice room have been adjusted. In particular, the fire wall is naturally different from my own time, but it is mashed with peppercorns, mixed with mud, and painted on the wall as an insulation layer, the wall is hollow, and the charcoal fire is added outside the corridor, and the charcoal fire warms the wall, and there is no need to worry that the wall will burn. Then spread the animal fur and it will be even warmer.

Zhao Yong feels that although this method is not very convenient compared to air conditioning, it is better than nothing. Later, he ordered someone to design and produce it in imitation of the hand warmer and foot warmer in the TV series he watched, which soon became popular in the Zhao court and almost became a must-have for everyone. Of course, several cronies and ministers also had one each, and Zhao Cheng and Fei Yi finally felt that Zhao Yong's nonsense was not completely useless, so the entire Handan City began to have shops that made hand warmers, and some merchants even sold it to Zhongshan Kingdom and made a lot of money. Even Zhao Yongdu sighed: Science and technology are productivity.

Hanchan Hall is the hall built by Zhao Yong for Zhongji Han Chan'er, although the pattern is not large, but the materials and personnel used are readily available, not to mention that the queen is her own sister, many things are carried here, and it is also very delicate to decorate with the decoration of Hanchan Palace. Especially after Han Chan'er was diagnosed with joy, whether it was the queen mother's reward, or the queen's gift, or even the tribute from the ministers, there was an endless stream, which made it difficult for Han Chan'er to resist.

Yes, Zhao Yong picked this delicate little flower last year. At that time, Bo Ji was in labor and couldn't have sex, and he blew the wind in his ears by Zhao Yong's side every night, and Han Chan'er's resentful eyes also made him itch every day. Finally on a drunken night, I heard Han Chan'er crying, and I couldn't help but explode in the bestiality, and finally took this stamen.

In fact, Zhao Yong has always had a good impression of Han Chan'er, but he has never been able to get over the Kan'er in his heart. Because in his time, Han Chan'er was at most a female student in the third year of junior high school, and here, she has become someone else's wife, every time she thinks about it, she feels absurd. It wasn't until Zhao Zhang was born later, and when he saw Han Yan'er's face full of joy, he finally untied the knot in his heart: Soul is light, everyone is married to you, if you don't want it, who would dare to marry again? What's more, Han Chan'er is not ugly.

So, when the spring flowers were blooming this year, Han Chan'er vomited and was diagnosed as happy, which happened to be Zhao Zhang's first birthday, which can be described as double happiness.

Han Chan'er had a big belly, looked at Zhao Zhang, who was close at hand, and wanted to stand up again and again, and fell down again and again, feeling distressed and wanting to help him, but she glanced at Zhao Yong, who was watching the chapter in a few cases not far away, and retracted her hand ruthlessly. According to Zhao Yong's logic, it doesn't matter if a child falls, let alone a boy.

Finally, after Zhao Zhang stood up again, fell to the ground again, and howled and cried, Han Chan'er quickly got up to help him, coaxing him, and said to Zhao Yong: "The king is so ruthless, and he is so indifferent to his own child falling. ”

Zhao Yong raised his head, glanced at Han Chan'er's resentful eyes, and said with a smile: "Boy, if you can't even stand this pain, how can you do a big thing?" ”

"Zhang'er doesn't do big things, Zhang'er wants to be honest and peaceful to become the son of Zhao Guo and share the worries of the monarch's father, right?" Han Chan'er shook Zhao Zhang's little hand and teased the child who was still babbling. After Han Yan'er gave birth to Zhao Zhang, her health was not as good as before, and she has not been too good. Fortunately, Bian Que was enshrined in the royal city by Zhao Yong, carefully cared for, his health improved, and he still needed to recuperate, but Xiao Zhao Zhang could not be raised by no one, so Han Chan'er took care of him.

The biggest difference between Han Chan'er and Han Yan'er is that she has always looked like a little girl, maintaining her usual innocence and brilliance. What Han Yan'er thinks about all day long is that Zhao Zhang can grow up quickly and become an outstanding young son, while Han Chan'er seems to like girls a little more.

Zhao Zhang practiced for a while, and finally he was still too tired, and fell asleep groggily, Han Chan'er asked the palace people to bring a blanket, covered him, raised his head, and happened to see that Zhao Yong had already asked Fu to start packing up the book, knowing that he had finished his office, so he walked over, bowed and asked: "The king has been working for a long time, how about letting the concubine rub the shoulders of the king?" ”

Zhao Yong smiled and took her hand, "You're tired enough to take care of Zhang'er, why don't you rest for a while." With so many palace people, anyone can do it. ”

Han Chan'er didn't speak, she came straight behind Zhao Yong, kneaded his shoulder, and said carefully: "You like to come to Chan'er to work, if you can't take care of you, you will be scolded by your sister again." ”

Zhao Yong smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the care of the beauty. After a while, Zhao Yong said: "Something? ”

"Huh?" Han Chan'er pretended not to know.

Zhao Yong held her delicate jade hand, let her sit on her body, looked at this lovely girl, hugged her plump figure and said, "If you don't have anything to worry about, why is the technique light and heavy?" ”

Han Chan'er looked at Zhao Yong, and wanted to stop talking, but she still didn't beat his warm eyes, and couldn't help but say: "The concubine heard that the king wants to go to Sanhu in May and June next year, and she can't help but be a little worried......

Zhao Yong has indeed decided that unless there is an accident, he will definitely lead the troops in next year's expedition. Zhao Cheng and Fei Yi persuaded for many days on this matter, but they were never able to persuade them, and Zhao Yong's insistence on going on the expedition made the two puzzled. But this matter was originally limited to him and a few ministers, how did Han Chan'er know about living in Longtai for a long time?

"Even if it doesn't hit, it's not far away." Zhao Yong temporarily suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said with a smile: "This expedition, when it is not as good as him, has to coordinate the armies of the two sides. No matter who is sent to lead the troops, Lone is not very at ease, and it is more appropriate to lead the troops in person after thinking about it. Saying that, he looked at Han Chan'er, "In this way, I'm afraid I can't see you give birth to a child with my own eyes." ”

"That's okay, the concubine just hopes that the king is in good health, so that she can be happy."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yong realized that Han Chan'er seemed to be talking about Zhao Zhang just now, but in fact, she did say it to herself.

In addition to the gate of Hanchan Palace, Zhao Yong's face was like flying snow in the air, covered with frost, "Fu! ”

"The King." Fu Zhan trembled and responded.

"Do you know anyone who's seen Madame Chan lately?"

"Nope." Fu said categorically.

"Where's Madame?"

"Not either."

Zhao Yong nodded,

"It's just that Lord Sikong seems to have been here the day before yesterday and met the Queen Mother."

He squinted his eyes and suddenly said, "Let Zhao Yi come to see me." ”

Zhao Yicheng walked into the side hall of the Qianyuan Hall in fear, which was relatively warm and relatively closed. I saw that Zhao Yong was writing something, and when he saw his arrival, he asked directly: "Is there any movement over there in Jinyang?" ”

Last year, Zhao Yong reintegrated two agencies, one was Zhao's spy agency. Zhao State has an investigation agency, the official name is Hou Zheng, this is only after Zhao Yong crossed, he has always believed that although there are many things like spies in ancient times, but there is no special official in charge, but Wu Guang told him that the Jin State has long set up Hou Zheng as a spy reconnaissance officer in the army. Zhao Guoyuan came out of the Three Jin Dynasty, and he also attacked this official position. It's just that it is set up in the army and used for marching and fighting.

Zhao Yong therefore made adjustments: the Judges Temple, which was subordinate to Sima Mansion, was transferred to the White Tiger Temple, nominally responsible for the punishment in the army, but in fact handled the affairs of the state espionage, and Le Yi handled the affairs of the Judges Temple with the secretary of state. Yuan Hou Zheng changed his name to Zhongjun Hou, and was responsible for the intelligence espionage work of various countries, and set up seven academies according to the names of each country to collect intelligence on the seven countries of Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Wei, Qin, and Zhongshan, and the intelligence was not limited to military activities, but also collected economic information, customs, and official preferences, and was also responsible for collecting the context of mountains and rivers, drawing maps, and other work, which was actually an expansion of the intelligence agency. Zhao Yong's hope for Le Yi is to establish an intelligence network that reaches all countries within five or six years. Although under the intervention of Zhao Yong in the early stage, Zhao Guo sorted out the spy networks of Zhongshan and Qi State, which was already quite large-scale, but the network construction of other countries was even more arduous.

In addition, Zhao Yong reorganized the black-clothed guards. Different from the blatant nature of the Judges Temple, the reorganization of the black-clothed guards was carried out quietly, and the black-clothed guards were divided into two parts: the internal guards and the outer guards, Zhao Yi, the black-clothed guard commander, served as the chief officer, and the internal guard commander was promoted by Zhao Yong to a person named Zhao Ne, and the person in charge of the outer guard was called Zhao Xing. The internal guards were nominally responsible for the safety of Zhao Yong and other royal personnel, and the outer guards were responsible for the security of the royal city. But in fact, the internal security is a secret agency, and according to Zhao Yong's arrangement, it is responsible for the handling of domestic intelligence. Although several ministers know about this matter, only Zhao Yi and Zhao Yong know the real responsibilities of the internal guard, and no one else knows. And the first task that Zhao Yong gave to Zhao Ne was to always pay attention to the situation in Jinyang.

"A few days ago, someone came to Handan and met Lord Sikong. But the specific information is still under investigation. But the news from Jinyang has come that in recent days, the wind seems to be in the wrong direction. ”

Zhao Yong squinted, as if thinking about something, "You mean, they are going to do something?" ”

"The subordinates dare not assert, but there is a possibility."

Zhao Yong's fingers tapped on the table, Zhao Yi had followed Zhao Yong for many years, knowing that he was thinking about the problem, and he couldn't be disturbed for a while. He knelt there, not daring to say more.

"Go down, continue to look at those people, just don't stab Lou Zi." Zhao Yong said.

"Yes." Zhao Yi said and turned around and prepared to leave.

"Also, Mrs. Chan, someone has started to chew the root of the tongue again, after this time, find a reason, give him a warning, don't make people suspicious." Zhao Yong said casually.

Zhao Yi's heart froze, and he responded: "Yes", and went backwards.

"You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people." Zhao Yong sighed. In fact, for more than a year, even he himself felt that he was getting thicker and darker. Especially when the country is not peaceful, and there are continuous wars abroad, he has to do his best to rely on some insights from his previous life to avoid certain things from happening.

Therefore, the emperor's heart, the art of the south, is something that no emperor can avoid.

(End of chapter)