Day 2.

Osawa Imperial Palace.

Song Yuan finished handling government affairs early and sat on the dome of Moxi Palace to drink.

There are two more cubs in the swallow's nest.

Ginkgo biloba begins to turn yellow.

The water lilies have long since withered.

Now it's all an afterimage.

Song Jue's skills of pretending to be crazy and selling stupidity are also becoming more and more sophisticated.

Song Yuan took it upon himself to kick the broken porcelain pieces on the roof into the lotus pond.

Make a nice splash.

Song Jue's face always changed slightly when he looked at the lotus pond, but he soon returned to normal.

He never glanced at Song Yuan.

Song Yuan somewhat understood his thoughts.

He didn't like to look up to her.

Or, not just for her, but for anyone.

Pride is a good thing, and it's not a good thing.

Song Yuan drank the last sip of wine and kicked into the lotus pond with the pot.

Then he turned and left.

She hadn't looked down at him before.

Now for some reason, there is.

Song Yuan walked back after drinking, but Cheng Yunjie, who was on duty in the Taiji Hall, was busy.

Recently, officials from the DPRK and China have frequently played to help Song and Yuan expand their harem.

Although Her Majesty is now the empress.

But the matter of this emperor's heir is related to the fortune of the country.

So no matter how many times Song Yuan dismissed it, it would always be sent.

Recently, I finally relaxed when I was half asleep.

Song Yuan occasionally did some strange things when he didn't wake up.

It has only been half a day since the news came out of the Taiji Palace, and the entire government and the opposition have been busy.

The Song family has always been thin, and they have been the only seedlings for several generations.

In this generation, it is even more difficult.

Now the reproduction of future generations depends entirely on the future life of His Majesty today.

Compared to previous generations of emperors, it will be more difficult for the Holy Lord today.

Now this matter is absolutely sloppy, and even the urgency is not weaker than the preparations for war today.

The opinions of Daze officials are now surprisingly unanimous, this battle will have to be fought, but this imperial heir still has to be put on the agenda.

The two are not the same thing, but they are also the same thing.

It's all about Daze's national fortunes, so it's better to do it together.

Cheng Yunjie is now a close military general of the Song and Yuan dynasties, and he doesn't know how many officials he has seen recently and how many gold and silver treasures he has received.

When I met them outside the Taiji Palace, I always thought that they were all here to ask to see Song Yuan, but before they could pass it, they were mysteriously pulled to the hiding place by the gods.

No matter how many times Cheng Yunjie experienced this battle, he would mistakenly think that he had something unspeakable with them......

That's all there is to say when it's pulled into the hideout.

How is my little dog, what is the abundance, what is the appearance, can you give His Majesty a few words of recommendation.

Or is it my family's relatives, how is it, how is the appearance, how is the literary style, how is the imperial examination, how is the martial arts, if it is successful, it must be the benefit of General Cheng.

What's more, it was I who introduced me, and I didn't want to work hard at a young age......

Cheng Yunjie has heard a lot, and now he is a little skeptical, is this Daze's harem really as good as they say?

Cheng Yunjie sat on the soft collapse of the Taiji Hall and counted today's harvest, but Song Yuan told him in advance that he would share the account with him in the future.

Then he took out a lot of portraits.

Spread them out one by one.

Tear up everything that doesn't look as good as his.

Those who looked better than him were torn.

The thick pile of portraits was torn to the end, and there was really not much left.

Cheng Yunjie watched the rest again.

The more you look at it, the more it tears.

The more you tear, the less you tear.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer in the end, Cheng Yunjie regretted it slightly.

Isn't it a little too much to tear.

Or else it's all torn?

Can't say that you can receive another red envelope in the future?

There is always a follow-up to things like this kind of words, right?

Don't they want to hear what His Majesty has to say after hearing his kind words?

After all, His Majesty also knew about this matter, and now it is impossible for him to conceal it.

Presumably, His Majesty did not want to see these many portraits, after all, it was already very tiring to review the recitals.

He can now be regarded as solving her problems.

The more Cheng Yunjie thought about it, the more reasonable it became......

By the time Song Yuan came back, Cheng Yunjie had already finished cleaning the "battlefield".

......

Xiahou Jinshan's people are now also carrying the portrait of Song Yuan and asking around.

Naturally, it also cost a lot of money.

The secret guards of the dark people who stared at Xiahou Jinshan this time were all descendants of Song and Yuan.

I've always been very careful, especially when it comes to finances.

All of them were taught well by Song and Yuan.

A total of thirty-seven people came out of the dark line of Xiahou Jinshan on this trip.

Thirty-seven people also appeared on Song Yuan's side.

A dark man who had just entered the palace had just brought a portrait to a yellow door to see, and the dark guard Black Cloud Thirteen Chu Shi took out a booklet from the inner lining of his clothes.

Turning the middle page, I carefully wrote on it,

"In the first year of Tianyuan, on the third day of the ninth month, at the third quarter of the Shen hour, the small dun of the Yellow Gate received ten taels of bribes, including five taels for His Majesty and one tael for General Cheng."

He had already kept many pages of accounts like this.

Song Yuan is a generous person, and since he was a child, he understood the truth that horses should eat grass, so he directly used part of these bribes to give the secret guards a tooth sacrifice.

After all, it's all Xiahou Jinshan's money.

Song Yuan returned to the Taiji Palace, took the note that the palace people were about to send to Xiahou Jinshan, thought about it for a while, and changed the content on it and wrote a new one.