The abolition of the crown prince is a fundamental matter involving the country, and it cannot be concluded in one sentence or two.

His Highness began to hum, Wenzong pressed down with both hands, and the ministers quieted down.

Linghu Chu stepped forward and knelt down to worship Chen Yu: "The prince is still young, he should be given a chance to make amends." Moreover, the crown prince is the foundation of the country, and how can it be easily changed if it affects the whole body. ”

Cui Shen, a scholar of Hanlin, advised: "The stakes are very high, and Your Majesty must think twice." ”

In the imperial history, Cheng Di said particularly sincerely, "Your Majesty, the prince is still young and occasionally stubborn, and Your Majesty will also give him a chance to reform himself." There is only one crown prince as the heir, how can Your Majesty bear to give up His Royal Highness? Di Jian wept sadly as he spoke.

In the matter, Wei Wen said: "Your Majesty is the only son, and he is usually negligent in discipline, so that he made a mistake today. Whose fault is it? Is it just the prince's problem?"

Wenzong's eyes were gloomy, he looked around at everyone, and said to none of the hundred officials, "Your Majesty, it is a British decision to abolish the crown prince, and the ministers agree with Your Majesty's suggestion." ”

The ministers did not approve of Wenzong's proposal, and Wenzong saw that the ministers all defended the prince and stood on the prince's side.

It was impossible for him to go his own way without adopting the opinions of his ministers, so Wenzong had to put the matter on hold for the time being.

Not long after, six scholars from Hanlin and sixteen envoys from the Shence Army jointly signed a petition to implore Wenzong not to abolish the crown prince. Wenzong's idea of abolishing the crown prince was slightly loosened

Liu Ye is very satisfied with her progress in the past year, she is alone.

From a young lady who stretched out her hand to eat and opened her mouth, she has grown into a tree picker, a river fishing, climbing mountains and chopping wood, spinning and weaving... Give her a pair of wings, and she can fly on her own.

Liu Ye decided to write a long letter to Xue Shang, a letter summarizing her experiences and insights over the past year.

Grinding ink and picking up a pen, spreading out the jade leaf paper, and writing a letter to Xue Shang, telling him that he was living a good life.

In the spring, she picks elm money as both vegetables and rice, as well as purslane and other wild vegetables, and the taste is quite good.

She picks mulberries and feeds silkworms every day, and she is so busy that she can't take care of the mountains in her dreams. Not idle, physical exertion, good appetite, delicious food.

When she goes up the mountain to chop firewood, she will decorate a few bouquets of wildflowers in the bundles, and the butterflies will chase the wildflowers and accompany her on a walk.

There is also a group of good sisters in the village, who usually help each other.

Liu Ye joked, and attached a sentence or two to the little sister's points. Speaking of Xue Shang's ambitions, whether he would become a victim and other words, he piggybacked on two sentences.

Don't be frightened, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; Go and stay unintentionally, looking at the clouds in the sky.

Thousands of miles of gods, cherish! The winter wind is strong, and strong rice is good. Be cautious and self-preservation, and have no contempt.

Sprinkled with thousands of words, the willow leaves still feel that the words are still unfinished. Liu Ye picked up the letterhead and looked at it from the beginning, his eyes were blurred with tears, and in the end, there were still a few tears, wetting the letterhead.

I thought I was strong enough, so strong that I didn't know what tears were. But so, Liu Ye despised himself in his heart.

Carefully seal the letter, hand it to Zhang Xing's father, and wait for him to go to the post station to deliver the letter.

This New Year was different for Xue Shang, and he was appointed as the lieutenant of the accompanying army. Although it is only nine products, it is a watershed in his life, marking that he has officially embarked on his official career.

More importantly, he has already joined the ranks of officers in the army for more than a year, and at the age of 20 years old, he can be called young and promising, and the future is promising.

As soon as his letter of appointment was announced, many people were surprised, what is the origin of this kid? There are congratulations, there are doubts, there are angry, jealous...

For example, Wei Xiang and Xue Shangdu are about to become cousins' personal guards, exclusive personal guards. When my cousin traveled, Xue Shang accompanied her like a shadow.

A down-and-out scholar from a poor family, he can still turn the sky upside down. It's very face-saving for a girl to bring a handsome guard, that's all.

Wei Xiang was wishful thinking, and until now he felt that things were beyond his expectations.

He overestimated his status in his cousin's heart and underestimated the means of Xue Shang, a down-and-out scholar.

Xue Shang is almost inseparable from his cousin, and his letter of appointment is impressively his uncle's official seal.

If Xue Shang said that he had a thief's heart for his cousin, his uncle didn't know it, and he didn't believe it when he killed Wei Xiang.

Wei Xiang is unwilling, what should I do? He and his cousin are childhood sweethearts, and they have no guesses. Xue Shang sticks a stick horizontally, what kind of green onion is he! Wei Xiang was not convinced.

A thick letter from the willow leaves, belatedly arrived. Xue Shang carried the letterhead and hit the horse and went straight to Huanhua Creek. Xue Shang looked around, and there was no one else except him.

He pulled out the letterhead, a thick wad of it. The paper that Liu Ye used to write letters turned out to be expensive jade leaf paper.

Yes, with her appearance and talent, she could have lived this life. Xue Shang shook the thick pile of paper in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were mocking smiles.

Liu Ye's handwriting is chic and elegant, the words are like her person, and the uninhibited and wild nature of her nature makes her ruined. She has come to this point, who has she complained about?

He and Bao Chuan have never been all the way, Bao Chuan regards fame and fortune as a mustard, and his heart has a fanatical yearning for fame and fortune.

He is all there is to Bao Chuan, and Bao Chuan is a part of his life. He can't give what Bao Chuan wants, and he can't help Bao Chuan who wants him.

The Bao Chuan family is a big family, but unfortunately she has been swept away. Xue Shang wanted to borrow the power of the door shade, but he couldn't borrow it.

Now that the high-ranking officials are Houlu, the road to the green clouds, and the Li family has gradually paved the way for him.

The Li family, the Li family, he and the Li family are really related, first Li Baochuan, then Li Fengjiao... Xue Shang chuckled, and then laughed out loud.

A big husband is born in the world, he does something and doesn't do something, what is a woman? It's just a vassal of a man. There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book.

With fame and status, what kind of woman can't get it! Tie up with the two of them to contain each other, and let go of each other.

As soon as he thought of this, Xue Shang didn't look at the thick pile of letterheads, since he chose to let go, what else was involved?

Bao Chuan's sprinkled lyricism turned into confetti in the sky, the stream was blue, and the confetti drifted away with the waves.

It is impossible to restore the torn and shredded paper, and it is not only the paper that is torn apart, but also the past of Xue Shang and Bao Chuan.

Li Baochuan, who was thousands of miles away, didn't know the heartfelt words of his tear-soaked letterhead. Turned into confetti, sprinkled into the stream, drifting with the waves, flowing water and flowers in spring.

Xue Shang sat on a bluestone by the stream, watching the confetti drift with the waves, and finally it was difficult to find a trace.

The bluestone under him is very similar to the bluestone slab by the well in his house. His mind jumped uncontrollably to the small courtyard.

He and Bao Chuan will be the stars of last night and the wind of last night. The corners of Xue Shang's mouth provoked a touch of ridicule, he is still a cold-hearted person after all!