Thirty-one years of summer Weiyang Palace

"Worm Niang, take this double fish for you and put it away, you can go outside the city in a few days, and someone will look for you."

"This must not be known to a third person."

"Including you, Awen!"

"Got it?"

Empress Chen put a jade pendant into Zijin's hand, patted Zijin's hand and asked, her expression heavy.

If it weren't for the fact that this body was not angry, why would it be possible for a child to bear these things, although Zijin was precocious, but in the end he hurt her.

It seems to see what Queen Chen is thinking, Zijin is right, "Grandma is relieved, Zijin was taught by Grandma, and naturally understood that Grandma's plan is not small, and what she wants is not easy, and it is fortunate to be able to inherit Grandma's ambition, Zijin is willing, not to mention that if this matter is successful, the way of the sage in China is only afraid that the way of Zijin will be added!" ”

"Good!" Empress Chen smiled and clapped her hands and said, "It is worthy of being my grandson, ambitious!" ”

The thirty-first winter of Xuanwu

Although he was born in the Zhongxiang family, Yuxiu famous, he was gentle and gentle, and he was courteous and courteous, and he never took me as a contempt, but also fought everywhere, and saved me in the chaos, the world after tomorrow was initially determined, Xiao Chen's family was in the middle palace, the prime minister had been in the internal affairs for more than 30 years, filial piety, Shuyi was written, the palace was styled, the sons of Ju were educated, and they were extremely gracious, and they also heard about the affairs of the country, and they had many good strategies, known as the reputation of the people. Said 'Empress Xiaowen', and was buried in the imperial mausoleum on a certain day. ”

The queen died, the world was vegetarian, the prince of Yan invited himself to go to the imperial tomb to keep filial piety for the queen for a year, Emperor Xuanwu felt his pure filial piety, and was invited.

The winter of the thirty-second year of Xuanwu

The prince of Yan returned to Beijing from Huguo Temple, and His Majesty specially allowed King Yan to enter Beijing in advance to meet him, and with all his family feelings, King Yan and his family entered Beijing to congratulate.

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In the winter of the 32nd year of Xuanwu, there was heavy snow in Jinling, and the months were not endless, and the houses on the outskirts of Beijing collapsed so that the hungry people were everywhere.

"I don't know when the snow will stop." Zijin picked up a chess piece and fell indifferently, his eyebrows and eyes cold.

"How?" Yan Xiao Shao raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zijin, and said, "Are you still worried about the people in the suburbs of Beijing?" ”

Zijin looked at the chessboard and frowned slightly, and the chess pieces in his hand twisted,

"What do the people of Beijing have to do with me? The world is so big, I don't know how many people don't have enough food and clothing, if they worry everywhere, won't they ask for trouble? ”

"That's a novelty." Xiao Shao took a sip of the tea handed by the maid, "Have you figured out how to settle down?" ”

Zijin threw away the chess pieces in his hand and happily admitted defeat, "Yes, I lost." ”

"You can only lose to the father and three sons at such an age, and it is not in vain that Your Majesty praises you for your talent!"

"Father's praise." Zijin said the false praise but had a reasonable expression, and she couldn't see that she was a little modest at all, "Father, do you want to play another game?" ”

Yan Wang took the chess piece and said "Okay".

In this game, the black went first, and the two of them went back and forth, not giving in to each other, but they were killing heartily on this small chessboard.

In the end, Zijin was defeated by one son.

King Yan seemed to sigh unintentionally: "Zijin is really a thousand miles away!" ”

Zijin's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "The chess path is just small, and the son has nothing to do all day to specialize in this, and my father has been busy with fiefdom affairs for many years and has never played chess, and it is normal for the chess strength to decline, but now it is cheap." ”

"Flim Flam"

King Yan snorted coldly, "What have you learned from those gentlemen in the capital all these years!" ”

"Zuo is just a rhetoric, walking a dog, teasing birds, planting flowers and raising grass," Zi Jin sneered, and asked rhetorically, "Otherwise, it's a singing and dancing boat, bullying men and women?" ”

Zijin said that these are common things among the sons and daughters of the nobles in Beijing, if they don't have these things, they will even be squeezed out of the circle of nobles by these people.

A few years ago, Zhao Qing, the son of the Duke of Dingguo, and Ye Jue, the grandson of the Marquis of Xingning, had a full martial arts trip because of a Hai Dongqing in front of the gate of the Five Armies' Protectorate, and he also beat Feng Shun, the envoy of the embroidered clothes guard who passed by, and was thrown into the edict for half a month.

If it weren't for the fact that the Duke of Dingguo and the Marquis of Xingning ran to Fengtian Hall every day to annoy His Majesty, these two people still don't know how long they will live?

And these two people are the second leaders of the children of Jing Zhongxun (纨) Gui (绔).

Zijin, a five-good young man who has received orthodox royal education since childhood, can mix like a fish in water in a group of gentlemen, which is also a great wonder in Beijing.

"If it weren't for the fact that you hadn't neglected your homework, I would have beaten you so much that your mother wouldn't recognize ......"

"What did you say?" Dugu Lin rushed in in a rage, pinched King Yan's arm and threatened, "You dare to fight Zijin?!" ”

King Yan rubbed his arm and glared at the gloating Zijin, "What are you laughing at!" ”

After speaking, he immediately begged Dugu Lin for mercy, "I just scared her, and I didn't really do it, I don't believe you asked Zijin." ”

King Yan glared at Zijin almost imperceptibly, and motioned for her to intercede for him.

Zijin silently rolled his eyes in his heart, took Dugulin's hand, and pulled out a gentle smile, "Auntie, I'm hungry." "Let's go eat!

"Hungry? Auntie, this is going to have you prepare. Dugu Lin said and pulled Zijin back to the backyard, and the mother and daughter had a tacit understanding to ignore the poor King Yan behind them.

When Wang Yuan died early, Emperor Xuanwu wanted to renew the strings for King Yan and have someone to take care of the inner house, and picked and picked Dugulin, just two people who didn't want to marry again and didn't want to marry again, hit it off, and they have been commensurate with brother and sister for so many years, which can be regarded as another form of harmonious relationship.

After saying that, after finishing the meal, seeing that the snow was getting smaller, Zijin took his sister to throw a pot in the courtyard, and the couple of Liuyan Wang drank tea in the warm pavilion.

The water vapor is dense, the room is full of tea,

Dugu Lin held the teacup and said with a slight hesitation: "I heard from the people below that this year's disaster is quite serious? ”

"It's more than serious." Xiao Shao shook his head and sighed, "There are tens of thousands of displaced people in this snow disaster alone, and there are still many people who were buried in the snow and did not escape at all, plus the ...... who died of hunger and cold" is nearly 100,000.

King Yan didn't finish his words, but Dugu Lin still understood what he meant, sighed and asked, "I want to set up a porridge shack outside the city, do you think it will work?" ”

This is not to say how difficult it is for a princess to set up a porridge shed, but because the situation of the Yan Wangfu is really embarrassing, he was a vassal king, but he was forced to stay in the capital because of a heavy snowfall, which is not in accordance with the rules, let alone meddling in the disaster relief in the suburbs of Beijing.

Over the years, the court has tightened more and more on the issue of vassal kings, and there is no trace of the original generosity, Xiao Shao is also helpless, fortunately, he has full wings and military achievements, and his life is not too sad.

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