Zou Xiaoyuan bowed.

"Yes, the old minister needs people who are familiar to the little Oiran in the past to serve her, such as her palace maids and eunuchs."

Xuan Ling nodded again and again, took out a gold medal and handed it to Zou Xiaoyuan, and said to Huang Jien: "Draw up a decree for me, the old imperial doctor Zou must transfer people and things in the palace, except for the repeat offenders of Biwatai in Zongzheng Mansion, others have the right to cut first and then play!" ”

Zou Xiaoyuan took the gold medal and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Yes, the old minister must do his best to cure the little oiran, and the minister will retire!"

"Okay, there you go!"

Zou Xiaoyuan withdrew from the Chunnuan Pavilion with the gold medal in his hand.

When Xuanling's imperial chariot came to King Xin's mansion, he saw that Zhao Zhen actually led someone to kneel at the gate of the mansion to pick up the car.

"Zhen'er, you are injured and have not recovered, why did you come out to pick up the driver?"

As soon as Xuan Ling got off the royal chariot, he went to help Zhao Zhen.

"Father, my son is young and recovers quickly, and I can't hold it back after lying down for two days, so I got out of bed and walked around, just in time to get my father's word that you want to come."

Xuan Ling entered the palace, and Zhao Zhen followed behind.

"Zhen'er, what are your plans to do when you recover from your injury?"

"The sons and daughters must follow the teachings of their father and study hard."

"What else?"

"Serve the country and share the worries of my father."

"Well, that's good."

Xuan Ling patted Zhao Zhen on the shoulder and asked, "If your father puts a burden on you, are you willing to bear it?" ”

Zhao Zhen fell to his knees, kowtowed, and said: "My father has an order, and my sons and daughters will go to the soup and die forever!" ”

Xuan Ling laughed.

"Okay, okay, then my father will take you to learn how to govern the country in the future."

"Thank you for your father's support, my sons must study hard and live up to my father's cultivation heart."

"Good, good."

Xuan Ling looked at Zhao Zhen and said meaningfully: "Zhen'er, this time in the palace civil strife, what do you think of the prince's retreat?" Although he had just told Lin Chengyong and the others that he wanted to abolish the crown prince, if Zhao Zhen was really ambitious, then Xuan Ling would still consider it carefully.

Zhao Zhen's heart was shocked, he had already heard the voice of Xuan Ling, if he fell into the trap for the prince, his father would definitely feel that everything he did had a plan, so he hurriedly kowtowed.

"Please forgive the crown prince and give him another chance."

This answer was somewhat unexpected.

"Zhen'er, why do you say that?"

"Father, if there is no little Oiran this time, Sikong Wenlan's conspiracy will succeed, and the sons may also take refuge under the queen's skirt, listen to her instructions, do you think that the sons are at fault, we are powerless to fight!"

Xuan Ling stroked his beard and groaned.

"The prince's fault is to flee from the battle, ignoring the safety of Donghuamen, and disappointing my high hopes!"

"Father, if you say so, then Lord Taiwei is not the same, you can't ask everyone to be brave and resourceful, if Han Xin is humiliated by his crotch and dies, where does he get his posthumous name?"

Xuan Ling sighed.

"Are you persuading your father to spare the crown prince?"

Zhao Zhen nodded.

"Erchen just thinks that the prince is a prince, not a brave and good general, didn't Donghua Gate not lose in the end?"

Xuan Ling smiled and nodded, pulling Zhao Zhen up.

"Yes, you said it very well, then I won't issue an edict to abolish the prince first!"

Zhao Zhen was taken aback.

"What, father, you want to abolish Brother Zhaoheng?"

Xuan Ling glared at Zhao Zhen.

"Yes, I originally had this plan, but since you pleaded, then I will give him another chance to see your face, but this is the last time!"

Zhao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, bowed down again and said, "Father is wise!" ”

"You take care of your injuries, don't run around, be careful that the wound bursts, it's too late for you to cry!"

"Yes, my sons will follow the teachings."

"By the way, I have to ask you one more thing, the person who pretended to be your mother, she was a subordinate of that woman, do you really want to forgive her?"

Xuan Ling is talking about the fake Baili Concubine, she was taken to Gongchen Gate that day, but she didn't do anything, whether it is considered meritorious service is still up for debate, and she is now being detained in Biwadai.

Zhao Zhen nodded.

"Father, although that woman is not the real mother of the son, she has also awakened the memory of the son, I think the little Oiran is willing to forgive her."

"Very good, you know how to be tolerant, I am very pleased."

Xuan Ling smiled, patted Zhao Zhen on the shoulder, and waved his hand to Huang Jien, who was far behind him, Huang Jien immediately understood, and shouted: "Get up, go back to the palace-"

On the imperial chariot, Huang Jien asked carefully: "Your Majesty, will you still spend the night in Anhua Hall tonight?" ”

Xuan Ling supported his waist and nodded, he didn't want to go anywhere else now, Anhua Hall was where Xiao Oiran used to live, and now Xiao Oiran was not there, and he was quiet.

Because Yue'er's identity was not a real concubine, it was no longer suitable to live in the palace, Ouyang Mu and the others felt that Xiao Huakui was from the Frost Leaf Pavilion, and it would be most appropriate to place her back, so Xuan Ling asked Yue'er to send Yue'er back to the Frost Leaf Pavilion, send someone to escort her, and let the imperial doctor treat her there.

At the gate of Anhua Palace, Xuan Ling got off the imperial chariot, and saw that in addition to a row of guards at the entrance of the palace, there was only one little eunuch kneeling there alone, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you alone, Binliang and them?" ”

The little eunuch bowed down and said, "Emperor Qiqi, the old imperial doctor Zou from the Tai Hospital came just now, and he took your gold medal and took Bin Liang and Ji Hong away." ”

Xuan Ling was a little speechless, this Zou Xiaoyuan, he really dared to stretch out his hand, he stayed for a moment, and suddenly turned to Huang Jien and said, "Go to Jinle Palace." ”

Huang Jien answered and went to order the royal chariot.

Jinle Palace is Concubine Shu Xian's palace, in the past three days, Xuan Ling has been angry with her because of the prince's affairs, and now that most of her anger has disappeared, it is good to appease her, but Xuan Ling does not really forgive the prince, he just temporarily suppresses his anger.

The twelfth day of the first month.

Evening unitary time.

The five-color flag fluttering at the head of Youzhou City.

Under the south gate, the eyes are gloomy.

At the head of the city, a group of people looked far away.

The person at the head is tall, and he is none other than Wan Yan A Shilan.

Zhaoju followed the group, and although he was a prisoner, he was not shackled.

Wan Yan A Shilan was polite to Zhaoju, and he had to ask and ask his opinion on many etiquette matters, but Zhaoju was tormented in his heart, because Yele Changnu took the thirteenth princess to Alahu, and he felt that the thirteenth princess was not around, and his heart seemed to be empty.

Although Zhaoju secretly agreed with the thirteenth princess that he would go to Kobdo to find her when he escaped, he also knew in his heart that even if Wan Yan and Shilan let him go and gave him horses, he would not know the way without a guide. Zhaoju also implored Wan Yan A Shilan to let the thirteenth princess take Dashi, and Dashi was by her side to take care of her a little, and Wan Yan A Shilan agreed.

In fact, after Zhaoju was detained in the barracks, he felt that someone had been secretly helping him, this person's identity was mysterious, he came and went without a trace, he was a very high master, the strange thing is that he never showed up, if it wasn't for the fact that the person quietly sent a carrier pigeon to Zhaoju last night, he was still doubting whether this person really existed.

The carrier pigeon had a yellow silk wrapped around one foot and a red ring on the other with a royal character the size of a grain of rice.

This is the carrier pigeon of the Royal Pigeon Workshop of the Dawei Palace, and Zhaoju immediately guessed that this might be the tool of the Empress Sikong Wenlan to secretly communicate with the Great Capital Kingdom. He can write letters to the palace, or he can write letters to other princes, and the letters to the palace will be read by a special person, and after review, it will be decided whether to send them to the palace, but if it is marked with a private word, he can write letters to other princes, he doesn't know the situation in the palace now, and after thinking for a long time, he wrote a letter to Zhaozhen.

Among the many brothers, Zhaoju has gone quite far from the crown prince, King Qi and others, only Xinwang Zhaozhen understands, Zhaozhen protects the little Oiran and fights with him, which makes Zhaoju trust.

At this moment, at the head of the city, Wan Yan A Shilan is next to a thin old man, the top of his head is bright, there is a string of big Buddha beads hanging around his neck, a pair of golden rings hanging on his ears, a pair of eagle eyes are very sharp, although the weather is cold now, but he is only wearing a thin robe, outsiders must think that this person is a strange monk when they see it.

This old monk is Tu Dan, the first military division of the Dajing Kingdom.