King Kangju is dying. www.biquge.info Well, with his body, it's a miracle that he has survived until now.

The purpose of the old king's invitation to Zhang Fang, in addition to coordinating the interests of the Xingcheng and Kangju nobles, was to discuss two things with Zhang Fang, one was about which prince to send to the Han Dynasty as a chamberlain, and the other was about the marriage of Princess Yasha.

The old king had five sons, two of whom died in infancy, and one of whom, when he grew up, died of wounds wounded in a fight with the clan. There are also two adult princes at the moment, namely the eldest prince and the younger prince. The general evaluation of the subjects is that the eldest prince is more capable and has a certain prestige; The little prince is irritable, tough and bullying. The two factions of the nobles of Kangju who support the eldest prince and the younger prince are similar in strength, and now it depends on the choice of the old king.

Who the old king prefers, even Zhang Fang, an outsider, knows that the old king has always loved the little prince. It is not surprising that the old man loves old pimples, which is not surprising.

Lying on the couch, the old king, who was dying, puffed out his cloudy hazel eyes, stared at Zhang Fang, and asked with difficulty: "What does Zhang Jun think...... Which prince is better to serve the Son of Heaven? ”

Because it involves royal secrets, there is no one else in the palace except Zhang Fang and the old king.

Zhang Fang said lightly: "It is up to the monarch to decide who enters the service, and the duty of the envoy is to safely escort the servant into Chang'an." ”

The old king squinted his eyes and smiled with satisfaction, of course he knew that who to choose to serve, usually the Han envoy had no right to speak. But the Han envoy in front of him is very different, his influence in Kangju is not weaker than that of the vice king, and even at some times, his words are more effective than that of him, the king who is about to die. And the vice king Tu Mo and the youngest daughter Yasha all support the eldest prince......

"Zhang Jun, I really didn't misunderstand you." The old king smiled with difficulty, very happy, "Let's talk about Yasha again......"

When Zhang Fang walked out of the palace, he saw Tu Mo circling under the pillar.

When Tu Mo saw him, he looked nervous, and immediately greeted him: "Yi Xiao, has the monarch asked for your opinion on the matter of the servant?" ”

Zhang Fang had no intention of concealing it, and said calmly: "Exactly." ”

"What did Yi Xiao say?"

Zhang Fang said honestly: "I didn't say anything. ”

"This ......" Tu Mo rubbed his hands and opened his mouth, but after all, he still couldn't say something like "Why don't you persuade the monarch to let the little prince into the service".

"I'll order the Huang technique, I'm afraid the old monarch won't be able to survive this summer." Zhang Fang patted Tu Mo's thick shoulder and sighed lightly, "Let's think about how to reassure him." ”

Tu Mo nodded silently and said no more.

Zhang Fang walked out of the palace and saw the hovering shadow in front of the cloud platform. The sixteen-year-old princess, with her flower-like face and milk-like skin, did not detract from her beauty even if her expression was gloomy at the moment.

Yasha looked up and saw Zhang Fang, amber streamer, carrying a long skirt to meet her.

Zhang Fang didn't wait for her to speak, and said, "I didn't say anything about the waiter. ”

Yasha shook her head slightly, her expression distressing: "I don't want to ask this, I just want my father to be safe." You know how to heal, Father......"

Zhang Fang thought about the wording for a while and said, "The autumn sunset is beautiful, let him see it as much as possible." With that, he bowed to Yasha and turned to leave.

Yasha covered her face, her shoulders shaking.

Zhang Fang didn't look back, but hardened his heart and quickened his pace, he knew that if he turned back, he would definitely turn around, and he would definitely embrace Yasha in his arms - but this is not the waterside, nor the grassland and jungle, this is the palace, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring. The matter between him and Yasha has not been officially announced, so it is inconvenient for everyone to know about it.

Zhang Fang stepped down the stone steps to the square outside the palace, Han Chong, who had been following behind him, led the horse over, handed over the reins, and finally couldn't help asking: "Childe, I don't know something." ”

Zhang Fang took the reins, stroked the horse's mane, and said lightly: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Han Zhong said in a low voice: "Childe, Vice King Tu Mo and the princess both support the eldest prince, and I also think that the eldest prince is more like a king than the little prince." Why didn't the prince exert his influence to make the old king more inclined to the eldest prince? ”

Zhang Fang glanced at Han Zhong and said, "If it was Asher, he wouldn't ask such a thing?" ”

Han Chong said: "I know it's better for my brother to see things and understand......"

"It's true that Star Picking City is in Kangju, but are we Kangju people?"

"Well, of course not, we're brilliant men."

"Then let me ask you, a wise Kangju king leads Kangju to strength, will the benefits outweigh the disadvantages or the disadvantages outweigh the advantages for Star Picking City?"

Han Zhong opened his mouth wide, and he didn't know how to answer for a long time, such a question was obviously beyond the scope of his cognition.

Zhang Fang turned over his horse, glanced at the not majestic Kangju Palace, and spit out: "I will not prevent Kangju from becoming strong, and I will not promote it to be strong." ”

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On the seventh day of the sixth month, King Ren Sai of Kangju summoned all his ministers, nobles, and marquis and issued three royal decrees: first, the eldest son entered Chang'an with the Han envoy and served the Han emperor; Second, the youngest son is the prince; 3. The little princess Yasha married Zhang Fang, the master of Star Picking City, the Han envoy, and the Marquis of Fuping.

Of these three royal decrees, except for the last one, which was not surprising, the first two caused a wave of turmoil. But the king is still there, and the eldest prince's biggest help, Vice King Tu Mo, is rarely silent. The surging undercurrent finally calmed down.

Although Yasha is a princess, she is married to Zhang Fang, and she is also only called Mrs. Side. The Kangju people are far less strict with the name than the Han Dynasty, and when the princess of Kangju married Zhizhi, she was also just a side clan. Yasha is willing, the old king has to ask Zhang Fang, and the prince also needs the support of Star City. In this way, there is no objection from all three parties, and it is a foregone conclusion.

Zhang Fang's main room has not been married, but the side room has married two.

In mid-June, Zhang Fang married the little princess of Kangju. At the end of June, he embarked on a 10,000-mile journey back to Chang'an. The reason for such a hurry is because the old king is about to die, and before that, Zhang Fang must take the eldest prince out of Kangju, so as not to cause unforeseen things to happen after the king's death.

If it is in the Han realm, it is unimaginable for the father to die and the son to travel far away, but there is no such attention on the grassland, and there are only various rebellion dramas where the father is not dead and the son causes his death. Therefore, the old king's consideration was still very prescient.

After Zhang Fang made all the arrangements, he took Tao Sheng, Prince Kangju and some of the guards, and embarked on the journey back to Dahan under the reluctant farewell of thousands of residents of Star City.

As the procession marched along the Dulai River, the golden eagle Zijin, which was on the forearm of the eagle slave, suddenly flapped its wings and let out a loud and long roar. Almost at the same moment, the same eagle chirped in the air.

Zhang was shocked and looked back, but saw that on the other side of the river away from the long grass, on an undulating mountain, two women were standing on their horses side by side, staring silently.

It's Zhaojun and Yasha, they're here to say goodbye.

Zhang Fang's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the scene in front of him seemed to reappear in the past.

In the wind, there was another affectionate shout: "Zhang Fang--you remember--the blades of grass withered and flourished three times--you, want, return, come-" (to be continued.) )