The sun and the moon flowed eastward, and there was still no news about Wen Xiaoyang's escape from prison, and Li Wenzheng, the secretary of the Criminal Department, also passed the house again, but this time there was a little more dissatisfaction between his words and nowhere to vent, so he had to complain a few words in front of Yang Shao.

The emperor didn't respond, even Yang Shaofang, who was the crown prince, had no choice but to keep this matter in his heart and persuade this capable minister with good words.

According to the practice of Daqi, a spring hunt should be held at the turn of spring and summer to show the martial virtues of the imperial court.

As for all the utensils needed for spring hunting, they are all cooked, and they can be handed over to the officials in charge to do, and there is no need to think about it, but different people can enjoy it.

Spring hunting with the Son of Heaven is a great honor.

Seeing that the time is approaching, the dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital have been looking forward to it for a long time, but there is still no news about the spring hunt this year, which has caused people's hearts to fluctuate, but they have to wait patiently.

In contrast, the crown prince Yang Shaofang is much more relaxed, after all, he is the crown prince, unless there is an extremely important military matter that needs him to stay in Beijing to deal with, otherwise he must follow, and there is no doubt about it.

Looking at the sun in March, the will is out of the book.

The abnormal thing is that the emperor did not announce the decree on the Golden Palace, but ordered all the servants to go to the courtier's mansion to order it.

Wei's, Zhang's, Huo's, and Shen's mansions, these thirteen crowns are naturally among them, in addition to the princes such as Yang Shaoyu, the king of Qin, and Yang Shaoting, the king of Han, also received the will, only the East Mansion, waited for a whole day, and only the birds returned.

Under the bright moon, Taichang City is as immaculate as a white wall.

Outside the window, the moon is like water, the night is melting, the south wind suddenly rises, the courtyard is full of flowers and willows, the green and red and the chirping of bees and insects soak the window, and the window screen is rippling, like the ridicule and noise sounded in an unknown place in Beijing.

The lamp is dry, people are sleepless, and Mo Feng is still like a knife. The jade case was already full of rice paper, and it was thrown on the ground indiscriminately, as if it had fallen through a dry snowfall.

The maid who came to change the lantern passed by Yang Shaofang like walking on thin ice, and saw the white hair sandwiched in the green silk through the remaining light, the blacker the blacker, the whiter the whiter, it was very eye-catching.

Yang Shaofang stroked after stroke, and he didn't know what he wrote, and he didn't care about what was written, those brushstrokes were sometimes sharp, sometimes soft, sometimes cautious, sometimes hasty. When it is sharp, it is like a steel blade, cutting the mountain by mistake, hiding hatred and terrifying; When it is soft, it is like a red hand light curtain, plain embroidered soft silk, the feelings of longing are displayed on the surface, and the viewer is sad; When it is cautious, it is cautious and cautious, as if walking on the ice of spring, half a step into the abyss; When it is hasty, it rises long wind and clouds, and the four seas are surging, and there is a great spirit in it.

The lights are flickering, changed three times, it is already a rooster crow, Yang Shaofang is sweating profusely at the moment, he no longer has the mental support, and he does not go back to the bedroom, so he sleeps on the desk, and the maid on duty does not dare to wake him up, and the little maid Xie Tingtong adds a brocade robe for him.

Yang Shaofang woke up again, the time had passed, he only felt that his mind was still dizzy, wiped the dust from the corners of his eyes, and came back to his senses slightly, only to realize that Dongfu, which was not deserted on weekdays, was silent at the moment, as if all the people here had disappeared overnight.

He pinched his sour arm, raised his eyes and saw that the messy ink treasure he had written last night had been cleaned up, and he was surprised in his heart, and walked out of the study in three steps and two steps.

Shielding himself from the bright sunshine, he found a person on the steps inside the Dongfu Gate, he looked closely, and his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly stumbled forward.

When the man saw him coming, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness Qianqiu." ”

Yang Shaofang returned the salute and asked puzzledly, "When did the prince arrive?" Why don't you wake up Hongu? ”

Wang Qingping replied with a smile, "Your Highness, don't blame the subordinate officials, Your Majesty has already instructed that if you are still asleep when you come down, let the ministers wait here for you to wake up." ”

"I see, my father-in-law thanked my father for the palace." Yang Shaofang arched his hand and said, "What is the matter with my father-in-law here?" ”

"Naturally, it's a proclamation." Wang Qing took out the Ayajin Silk Decree from his sleeve and said with a smile, "Your Highness, will you accept the decree?" ”

"Hongu going to change clothes?"

"No, you can just take the order."

So Yang Shaofang knelt down with all the people in the courtyard to receive the order.

Wang Qing, the chamberlain, unfolded his will and read it aloud: "Carried by the sky, the emperor said." The crown prince Yang Shaofang stayed up all night in the office, and he obeyed the etiquette, did not slack off, and the quality was clear, and he was honest and good. Respect Yu Mao, praise and grace, appreciate the pearl and jade ten hundreds, Shu brocade ten horses, nine chapters of monuments, and the twilight spring will hunt the east foothills, expect to inherit the innocent wind, comfort the government, show the ambition, and take the honor! ”

Yang Shaofang thanked him and said, "Son, thank your father, Emperor Longen!" ”

Wang Qing presented the holy decree, approached Yang Shaofang, and lowered his voice, "Your Highness, Your Majesty also asked the minister to bring you a message." ”

"Princess, please speak."

"Your Majesty asked the ministers to ask you, is it possible to crown His Royal Highness King Zhao as the Shangzhu State?" Wang Qing asked in a barely audible voice.

Yang Shaofang was stunned at first, and then naturally smiled: "Naturally, you can." This matter should be decided by the Emperor of the Father. ”

"In this case, the minister will repay Your Majesty like this."

"Father-in-law, go slowly!"

Yang Shaofang sent out the chamberlain Wang Qing, he was full of joy, and he didn't seem to be disgusted at all with the matter of King Zhao adding the title to the Zhuguo, he felt that his stomach was empty, so he ordered someone to bring some pastries and wine, and drank it himself.

In the afternoon, when the wine was half-drunk, the little maid Xie Ting ran in in a panic, she saw that Yang Shaofang was still drinking slowly, and she didn't know where she got the courage, so she sat directly in the opposite position, and opened her mouth to blame: "Your Highness still has the heart to drink?" It's all turned upside down outside! ”

Yang Shaofang didn't blame her for being rude, he took another cup and filled it, pushed it to Xie Tingtong, and said drunkly: "This palace has found that you have become more and more rude recently, so drink this cup first and then speak." ”

Xie Tingtong had to drink it all, pointed to the bright sun outside the door and said: "Your Highness, do you know that the chamberlain Li Zhuo has returned to the palace, and King Zhao has been named the Shangzhu Kingdom!" The courtiers all exploded, and groups entered the palace to face the saints, like a temple fair! ”

"Your analogy is also interesting......" Yang Shaofang laughed casually.

"Your Highness, you should fight no matter what!"

Yang Shaofang leaned on the pillow, "What are you fighting for?" Shiro sealed the pillar country, and his father asked the palace about this matter, and the palace had no objections! ”

Xie Ting's eyes burned, "Your Highness, do you know?" ”

"Of course I do."

"Then why don't you stop it, but approve it?"

Yang Shaofang seemed to be in a good mood, but he leaned over and gently scraped the tip of Xie Tingtong's nose regardless of whether he was out of order or not, "You little girl, you are so smart on weekdays, why are you so stupid today?" ”

"The concubine doesn't understand ......" Xie Ting's cheeks were rosy, and his original form suddenly appeared.

Yang Shaofang leaned his head back on his arm, and muttered drunkenly: "The soldiers are treacherous, and the thieves are relatives." It is useless to receive mercy, and it is difficult to justify it. Shiro doesn't understand......"

When Xie Tingtong came back to his senses and looked again, Yang Shaofang had already been defeated by Zhou Gong......

The evening breeze is warm, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and branches sent into the warm pavilion, the wind chimes are crisp, and the catkins and fallen flowers are intertwined with the catkins and fallen flowers that come from and where they go, and they glow with golden brilliance under the slanting sun, and float to the high sky, like a grand and warm spring snow.

In the spring of the twelfth year of Huaixian, it reached the depths.