The palace is big, after leaving the palace, it took a long time to come to the study, just arrived at the door of the study, he habitually shouted, "Method, put the ......" halfway through the words, he remembered, the method had gone to the barracks to report, and was no longer his guard.

The study is located between the palace wall of the palace and the palace of the palace, in fact, it is not a study, Wang Lanping does not read much, but he feels that there will be some bookish atmosphere in this room full of books, although he has not read a single book in the collection of books that are half of the wall.

The reason why it is called the study is only because the heart hall is too big, almost the same as the Fengtian Hall of the imperial court, every time someone visits, Wang Lanping sits on the high hall, several feet away from the guests at the bottom, and it is too difficult to speak, and he has to pull his neck to shout to hear clearly, so that there is almost no private secret to talk about, so he chose such a small place to meet some special guests, although there is no high authority, at least he can say something that is not enough for outsiders.

Since it is a study, there are few four treasures and a desk in the study, but now there are not many official documents for him to approve in person, and the ink in the inkstone on the desk near the window is a little dry.

Not far from the desk is a row of Taishi chairs, and there is a coffee table next to the chair, and at this time, the housekeeper has already served tea.

The three people in the house, seeing Wang Lanping coming in, were busy greeting each other, and bowed their hands together, and only one of the three "Han Wang" knelt down and saluted.

This is also Wang Lanping's newly established rules, since it is a personal relationship in the study, there is no need to be clichéd, as soon as he saw the kneeling person, Wang Lanping was immediately overjoyed, and stepped forward to pick him up, "Ma Xuanxuan, when will you come back?" ”

The person who came was Ma Xianglin, the Sichuan propaganda envoy who had just returned to Nanjing from Shiyan, Sichuan, the son of Qin Liangyu, the general soldier of Sichuan.

Ma Xianglin's eyes were hot when he saw Wang Lanping, and he seemed to have a sense of fishy pity, "King Han, Xia Guan has just arrived in Beijing, this way, hey!" Ma Xianglin choked up for a while as he spoke, and shook his head with a sigh and a sigh.

"Okay, it's better to get to Beijing safely than anything, sit, everyone sit, sit, shut, close the door" Wang Lanping patted him on the shoulder, "Is Lingtang okay?" ”

Ma Xianglin was still depressed, and he didn't dare to face Wang Lanping's eyes, "King Menghan is worried, my mother is fortunate to live up to the trust of the imperial court, and there are still thousands of warriors in the white armor who are fighting with the bandits, and I expect that there will be nothing to do for a while, but it's just ......."

Ma Xianglin wanted to speak and stopped.

Wang Lanping suddenly felt that he was interested, and glanced at Song Dali and Zhang Huangyan on the side, both of them were at a loss, obviously not knowing what Ma Xianglin wanted to say.

"Master Ma, although the personal relationship between you and me is not thick, but it can be regarded as a wholehearted public interest, there is no need to say anything, I am about to go west, and I have been waiting for you to send me the most accurate military report, what did you hear?"

Ma Xianglin trembled and stretched out his hand to pull off the hairpin made of branches on the messy bun, and immediately a gray hair was scattered on his thin shoulders, and the withered hair mixed with the grass path was entangled, Ma Xianglin pinched and pinched it inside, and after a while, his face flashed with relief, and he actually felt something the thickness of a little finger from the hair bush and handed it to Wang Lanping.

"King Han, this is the entire defense map drawn by the mother of the family to cooperate with the imperial court's westward expedition, according to the requirements of the King of Han, as long as it is the road that people have walked, it is marked on it."

Wang Lanping hurriedly took it, this small thing can hide so much information, and he couldn't wait to rub it open, and under a twist, it was wrapped in a thin layer of wax, it was not easy, Sichuan to Nanjing, thousands of miles away, and he had to pass through many battlefields and passes along the way, the mother and son of the Ma family are really heartfelt.

With this thing, the march into Sichuan is even more powerful, Wang Lanping raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Ma Xianglin while tearing it down, but saw that he was still crying bitterly, so he stopped.

"Master Ma, you have made such a great contribution, and on the day when this king pacifies Sichuan in the future, you must ask the emperor for credit, you should be happy, why are you so sad?"

Ma Xianglin knelt down in front of Wang Lanping, and bowed to the ground, "King Han, the lower officials are incompetent, King Han"

Wang Lanping was stunned, what was going on, Zhang Huangyan on the side was also confused, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick him up, and said comfortingly, "Ma Xuan's consolation envoy, if you have something to say, get up and say it."

Ma Xianglin brewed his emotions there for a long time before he said quietly, "After the lower officials arrived in Sichuan, they always remembered the entrustment of the King of Han in their hearts, and asked their mother to send someone to Chengdu to inquire about the affairs of the Han King's high hall."

Wang Lanping's face changed greatly when he heard the voice, and he stood up with a snort, "How is my mother?" ”

Ma Xianglin's expression was gloomy, and he drooped his head, "The old lady returned to heaven in the prison of the thief a few months ago."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Huangyan and Song Dali were both surprised, and they stared at Wang Lanping's pale face with wide eyes.

"What did you say?" Wang Lanping gritted his teeth, grabbed Ma Xianglin's tattered collar, and shook it, "Have you found out clearly?" ”

Ma Xianglin cried with a sad face, "The lower official made some silver, and asked the dungeon where the old lady was imprisoned, at the beginning of October last year, the heavy rain in Chengdu did not open for months, and the city was flooded with several feet, and the dungeon where the old lady was located was all flooded, according to the head of the cell, there were more than 100 people locked up in it at that time, none of them survived, and afterwards, it was directly filled in by the soil, and the lower officials were not difficult, and the old man's bones could not be brought back, please punish the king of Han"

Song Dali on the side heard this, the steel bite gurgled, and the thick and powerful palm hit the coffee table fiercely, shaking the teacup on it and clanging, "Zhang Xianzhong, Lao Tzu will order troops to slaughter the whole city of Chengdu and avenge the old lady."

Wang Lanping didn't say a word, the expression on his face was so sluggish that he froze, thinking that he had no father since the day he was born, and it was his mother who raised him single-handedly, because he was a world sanda champion in his previous life, and he was good at fighting and brawling since he was a child, and he didn't make the old lady angry, he worked as a helper for the Du family at the age of fifteen, and left home at the age of nineteen.

Zhang Huangyan was afraid that he would not be able to feel depressed for a while, so he hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back, and said softly, "King Han, the old lady is gone, and we are also sad, but the person is no longer there, King Han must not be too sad, the overall situation of the court and China still needs you to take care of it."

Wang Lanping intuitively felt that his eyes were black, and he didn't obey the call under his legs, a few weightless retreated, fell down on the chair, and just muttered something in his mouth, "The son wants to raise but the kiss is not there, mother" The last mother only shouted heartbreakingly.

"King Han, mourning" Zhang Huangyan also regretted that the news came at a bad time, the Western Expedition is just around the corner, the loss of the mother is a big deal, according to the Ming law, but if the official's parents die, he should be dismissed and return to his hometown to guard the system for three years, not close to the woman, not eating meat, so that he can return to the court after three years, but it is still not the original official position is not necessarily.

Wang Lanping didn't expect this layer in his heart, but because of grief, he was angry, grief, and disappointed in his heart for a while, why is his mother's life so bitter, and his son still wants to take you to Nanjing to enjoy happiness, all blame for the difference between his son and his son at that time, and he didn't pick you up from Huaining, and the difference of his thought turned out to be goodbye.

Song Daliniang died early, and when she saw the old woman, she couldn't wait to go up and give her a hand, no way, I wanted to experience my mother's kindness, don't look at his usual bullish coaxing, but in this matter, he is more emotional than anyone else.

"The surname is Ma, you kid really found out? You want to talk nonsense, if you don't have the surname Song Ye, I'll pinch you to death" Song Dali was so angry that he picked up the skinny Ma Xianglin, his face was distorted and terrifying, he launched a ruthless attack, and his soldiers walked around from afar.

"Let him go" Wang Lanping waved his hand faintly, "Dali, take Master Ma to bathe and change clothes, instruct the cook for me, get him some food, and have a good rest."

Song Dali wanted to be angry again, but Wang Lanping said in an aggravated tone, "Go"

The reckless man obeyed him, and immediately picked up Ma Xianglin and stood up straight, gritted his teeth, and pushed the door straight out.

That Ma Xianglin always felt that he didn't do a good job, and felt guilty, so he arched his hand and was ashamed, "King Han, the lower official ......"

"Go, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's my old lady Fubo, tell Song Dali, this is confidential" A line of tears rolled down Wang Lanping's cheeks.

Only Zhang Huangyan and Wang Lan sat calmly in the study, and the atmosphere was depressing.

After a while, Wang Lanping stood up from the chair, and Zhang Huangyan also rose up when he saw this, and said softly, "King Han"

Wang Lanping took a deep breath and forcibly returned to his previous state, "Shoufu, is there anything you have to do today?" ”

Zhang Huangyan was so troubled by this matter that he almost forgot to talk about political affairs, but it didn't seem to be convenient at this time.

Zhang Huang said, "King Han has just undergone great changes, I will come back another day"

"Defenseless, let's talk"

Seeing this, Zhang Huangyan said cautiously, "King Binghan, according to the urgent report of He Tengjiao, the governor of Huguang, Zhao Zhishang, the former governor of Yungui and Zhu Youlang, the king of Gui, raised 80,000 troops six days ago, threatening to want."

"How?"

"To seek justice for the princes whose causes of death are unknown, at present, King Gui's army has left Yungui and is coming to Huguang to kill, in addition, the former governor of Liangguang is also not allowed to enter Beijing to take office, and also said that this is a chaotic life, Liangguang will not obey the edict, and at the same time raise 50,000 troops to go north along the Ganshui River, it is estimated that it will meet with King Gui's men and horses within ten days"

Wang Lanping had long expected that these people would not be so willing to be seized of power, especially after the sudden death of a group of Ming princes, those princes who had not had time to kill were also the biggest hidden danger, and the anti-Han king was sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, so urgently, and so aggressively.

It's not that Wang Lanping is not clean, it's just that this Guiwang Mansion is far away in Guangxi, and the whip is out of reach.

"I know, you can discuss it with a few cabinet ministers first, and then I will think twice before making a decision."

Zhang Huangyan was speechless to persuade him, sighed, and retreated.

**

In the garden of the palace of the Queen of Han, there was still laughter and laughter, and the four ****** chatted very harmoniously.

Zheng Jiasi, Fang Ling and Du Ningning surrounded Yun Niang, and it seems that the protagonist of the topic is Yun Niang.

I saw that the Han princess Zheng Jiasi listened to it and waved the silk handkerchief in her hand again and again to hide her face and smile crimson.

"Sister Yun, what about later, did you show him" Zheng Jiasi urged, he was very curious about what happened to King Han when he was a child.

Yun Niang's eyebrows danced, and there was a row of red marks left by the King of Han last night on the open neckline, which attracted Du Ningning, who was next to her, to look sideways for a while.

Fang Ling held his chin and said, "Don't cross the princess, listen to her."

Yun Niang chuckled, looked around at the three of them, and made an expression of deliberately selling off, "Of course I didn't show him, I was ten years old at the time, I knew something, and I knew that a girl's breasts couldn't be shown to a man casually."

Fang Ling didn't believe it, "You are ten years old, and the King of Han is fifteen, but he knows it well, so he didn't force it to see it?" ”

Yun Niang said, "Then I have to show him, I, I said it at the time, if I become your cousin (Anqing dialect, wife) in the future, I will show you"

Zheng Jiasi hurriedly said, "Then what did he say?"

Yun Niang Xu thought of the past again, her face was happy, and her smile spread, "He said that he would like to worship here, and now he will be his cousin."

When Du Ningning heard this, he pouted, "You just make it up, the place hasn't grown when you're ten years old, so Brother Lan Ping won't take a fancy to you."

Yun Niang immediately retorted, "How can I make it up, I remember the first time you went to Brother Lanping's house to play, yes, he was seventeen that year, and we were both twelve years old, I don't think you are old yet."

Du Ningning was not happy when he heard it, "Now Bibi, see who is bigger" said and was about to reach out to grab Yun Niang's chest, which caused a burst of laughter.

Zheng Jiasi was originally everyone's best girl, but she didn't expect that she had completely forgotten what it meant to be reserved after just ten days with them, no way, who called this a mischievous elf Du Ningning, at the moment Zheng Jiasi took this opportunity She was also eager to try, wanting to see if Fang Ling's place was real or fake, even if she had the highest drum among the four.

Just as the four of them were pulling and pulling, Fang Ling's eyes were sharp, and in the corner of his eyes, he vaguely saw a figure on the opposite side of the lotus pond coming towards this side, and hurriedly whispered, "Okay, okay, don't make trouble, someone is coming."

Immediately, the four of them sat very upright, a good picture of the dignified style of a royal lady.

The person who came was Xiaomei, the maid in Fang Ling's room, and I saw her come to Simei and salute.

Fang Ling Zhengse asked, "Xiaomei, what's the matter?" ”

Xiaomei said, "King Han asked the slave maid to invite Mrs. Yun Niang"

Yun Niang stood up when she heard the voice, "Oh, where is it?"

Xiaomei was very respectful, "King Han is in the study, King Han said he wanted to drink a bowl of chicken soup stewed by Mrs. Yun herself"

As soon as she heard this, Yun Niang's face changed, she knew that when she was still in the Dingguo Mansion before, as long as Brother Lan Ping wanted to drink chicken soup, it must have remembered Huaining's hometown, in the past, in his hometown, during the New Year's holiday, the two families would get together and buy a chicken together, and Yun Niang personally stewed a big pot of soup, even if the two families had passed the festival, now they are rich, chicken soup is not a rare thing, but it has become a substitute for his homesickness, think about it, I haven't stewed it for him for a long time, what's wrong today? How did I think of this.

"Okay, I know" Yun Niang was busy giving a salute to a few beautiful girls, etiquette must be observed when she is not amused, this is what Fang Ling taught her, "The two princesses, Sister Ning, Yun Niang retired" (to be continued.) )