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Geng Tinglian was busy paying attention to Duanmufei, so she was a little absent-minded, and she didn't notice Mrs. Zhang's slightly displeased eyes at all.
This Duanmu Fei is not a companion, so it's just that he didn't listen to the class well, and even Geng Tinglian, who is quite serious on weekdays, is also scattered, it's really unteachable! Mrs. Zhang secretly said in his heart, and continued to take his class.
In the past few days, the course is talking about the diplomatic relations of various countries, and today we are talking about Puguo.
Zhang Taifu first talked about the fact that Pu Guo sent troops to occupy Xizhou and Longzhou eight years ago, and talked all the way to Xu Jingsi of the Dingguo General's Mansion who was named the new county lord and pro-Pu State, and Dasheng and Pu Guo ended their marriage.
Mrs. Zhang drank two sips of tea, moistened her throat, and then continued to talk about kissing-
After the battle of that year, the northwest frontier was once ten households and nine empty, and the corpses were all over the field, and it was desolate. Since the lord of Xinle County and the country of Pu, the northwest of Dasheng and the country of Pu are at peace with each other, and in the following years, Xizhou and Longzhou have been able to recuperate, and gradually prosper again, and now the people of the two countries also have business and trade exchanges on the border......
When Mrs. Zhang was halfway through speaking, the emperor's figure appeared at the entrance of the hall, and the women naturally saw it, and just as they were about to get up, they saw that the emperor made a gesture so that they didn't have to salute, and stood aside with their hands to listen.
Mrs. Zhang talked without distraction, and it was not until after he finished speaking that he suddenly realized that the emperor was coming and hurriedly saluted the emperor.
The emperor was in a good mood, waved him to excuse him, and then sat down on a Taishi chair brought by the chamberlain, and said casually with a smile: "What do you think of the Xinle County Lord and his relatives?" β
After the emperor finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the classroom.
Several girls looked cramped, Mrs. He's class was really boring, most of them went in and out of the left ear, and the eldest sister of the county lord of Xinle was the wife of the puppet emperor, and they were even more worried about accidentally touching the emperor's taboo and angering the holy face.
In the silence, a lilac-colored figure stood up elegantly, bowed his knees to the emperor, and said generously: "The courtiers think that the lord of Xinle and the country of Qinpu have exchanged for eight years of peace between the two countries, and the border people can live and work in peace and contentment. β
Although Geng Tinglian's words did not mention the emperor, the implication was clearly to compliment the emperor for his wisdom and courage, and let the lord of Xinle make peace with him, in exchange for peace between the two countries.
The emperor was also quite relieved to hear this, and his eyebrows furrowed.
The corners of Geng Tinglian's mouth curled slightly, and then she looked at Duanmu Fei in front of her, and asked with a smile, "What do you think of the fourth girl Duanmu?" Just now I saw the four girls 'nodding frequently' in class, so I must have some insights. β
Wuyang and Hanxing couldn't help frowning when they heard this, and looked at Geng Tinglian with a slight gloom in their eyes.
"......" Duanmu Fei felt like the pot was falling from the sky, where was she nodding just now, she almost fell asleep.
Duanmu Fei didn't look at Geng Tinglian, but raised her eyes to look at the emperor in front of her, she actually understood why the emperor came to the study at this time and his intention to ask this question, the emperor didn't mean that Wuyang would go to the north to ease the delicate situation between the two countries.
In the eyes of the emperor and everyone, Duanmu stood up slowly, blessed, his little face was still as crooked as usual, and his smile was very innocent and cute.
Wuyang and Hanxing glanced at each other, knowing that Duanmu Fei had his own plans in his heart, so he sat back and watched the show.
"Fifth Miss Geng," Duanmu Fei turned to look at Geng Tinglian, her big black eyes were surprisingly bright, "I was just thinking, if eight years ago, after the Lord of Xinle arrived in Pu Kingdom, he was killed by King Pu with a knife, and then the army of Pu Kingdom continued to march east...... So does the lord of Xinle want to leave a stench for 10,000 years? β
"Harmony" is not as simple as marrying the princess far away, this is also a game between the two countries, you advance and I retreat, mutual benefit and reciprocity. Everything is ultimately a "profit" word.
Geng Tinglian didn't expect to hear such a few words from Duanmu Fei's mouth at all, her mouth opened and closed, and she blurted out after a while: "This assumption of the girl is really ridiculous!" β
As far as the current facts and results are concerned, Duanmufei's assumption is meaningless at all!
This Duanmu Scarlet really likes to sensationalize and win attention.
Duanmu Fei was not annoyed, and said again with a smile: "It is wise to read history, and learn from the past to know the future." If you don't assume and don't scrutinize, how can you learn from the past? β
Duanmu Fei's words were not meant for Geng Tinglian, she glanced at the emperor who seemed to be contemplative, and sat down without waiting for Geng Tinglian to speak again.
Swear black is white.! What a strong word! Geng Tinglian's chest rose and fell for a while, and he said secretly in his heart.
The emperor in front of him turned his thumb thoughtfully, and couldn't help but look at Wuyang, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes. He also didn't want to trade women for peace, but for the sake of the country, this is what a princess should sacrifice.
The harmony between the two countries is for the sake of the overall situation.
Geng Tinglian wanted to say something more, but the emperor suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "I still have something to do, so I won't disturb Taifu's class...... Wuyang, Tilting Moon, Hanxing......" He glanced at the princesses, "You follow the Taifu to class." β
The Emperor put his hands behind his back and strode away.
The air in the classroom seemed to be much lighter with the emperor's departure.
After Mrs. Zhang cleared his throat, he continued to talk about some small clans around the northwest of Dasheng, most of them were simply mentioned in a few words, and the names of those small clans sounded very awkward, and the girls were misty.
After the class ended at noon, the girls felt as if they were alive again, laughing and laughing like magpies, leaving the study in twos and threes, and scattered.
Duanmu Fei and Han Xing held Wuyang left and right, and walked unhurriedly in the direction of Fengyang Pavilion.
"Sister Wuyang, is the emperor planning to kiss again?" Duanmu Fei asked Wuyang Dao softly, deliberately pausing slightly on the word "again".
Since the envoys of the Northern Yan came to Beijing, the matter of "harmony" can also be regarded as a fulfillment.
"I haven't heard of it yet, but it looks like it should be today." Wuyang said, hooking his lips and smiling, "Originally, today's class was supposed to talk about the history of Puguo, but this suddenly started eight years ago, and the county lord of Xinle was also mentioned, I think it was the meaning of my father......
The emperor wanted them, the royal daughters, to learn from the lord of Xinle, take the initiative to share worries for the country, and be pro-Beiyan.
Han Xing pursed his lips and looked at Wuyang without saying anything.
There was silence all around, only the sound of the autumn wind blowing the leaves, and the golden leaves fluttered and fell down with the wind, just like Han Xing's chaotic mood at the moment.
Wuyang's eyes were bright, his expression was firm, and he said: "This palace said that if it is really the needs of the people of the country, this palace, as a princess, is duty-bound, but no one wants to let this palace be in a daze!" β
Geng Tinglian in the back and Wuyang's other companion were two steps behind, and they vaguely heard them talking about harmony.
Geng Tinglian's eyebrows moved, and she said with emotion: "As a princess is the proud daughter of the sky, the golden branches and jade leaves, since birth, she has been worshiped by all the people, and how high the honor she has, how high the responsibility she has at the same time. When the country is in trouble, the princess should contribute to the country, and exchange peace for peace on the border and happiness for the people. She looked upright and impassioned, "Back then, the county lord of Xinle took the initiative to invite himself to kiss, which can be an example for women." β
The three people in front of them, Duanmu Fei, Wuyang and Hanxing, stopped.
Geng Tinglian continued in a tone of admonition: "It is a merit to be able to exchange the lives of thousands of soldiers and people with the body of one person, and the people of the two countries will remember this good story forever." β
Duanmu Fei and the three of them turned around and stood facing Geng Tinglian, when her words fell, the surroundings fell into silence, as if even the wind had stopped, and the other companion naturally felt the atmosphere solemn, and almost didn't dare to breathe.
"Miss Geng is very reasonable." Duanmu smiled and said, "The lord of Xinle saw that Dasheng had lost two states in a row, and the war was raging one after another, and the soldiers and people were killed and injured countless times. As a girl from the Guogong Mansion, Miss Geng Wu has been deeply favored by the emperor for the past generations, serving the country and the people, and dying for herself. Under the influence of the Guogong Mansion, the fifth girl Geng also cherishes her family and country, for the country, the people, the soldiers, and the people's livelihood...... It is better for the fifth girl Geng to ask the emperor to make peace, and the two countries will be friendly at that time, and they will be able to reproduce the beautiful talk of the lord of Xinle, which will be supported by the people and 'leave a name in history'! β
Duanmu Fei deliberately increased the volume on the last four words "Famous in History", and a pair of cute smiles appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"......" Geng Tinglian felt as if she had been fed a mouthful of coptis, and her expression was extremely ugly.
Duanmu Fei smiled innocently, and walked half a step closer to Geng Tinglian, "If the emperor learns that the fifth girl Geng has such a big will, he will definitely be happy, and the whole girl will have a heart for the country and the people." β
Geng Tinglian's mouth opened and closed, and a trace of panic flashed in her apricot eyes, "How can anyone go to Heqin." β
Wuyang smiled and sang and harmonized with Duanmu Fei: "If the identity of the fifth girl Geng is not enough, Beiyan must be in harmony with the palace, and the palace will certainly not refuse." But for the sake of the patriotism of the whole girl, the palace will definitely beg the emperor to take the girl as a concubine and marry with the palace, which is also a good story. β
The princess and relatives gave several courtiers as concubines to marry Gu Zi.
Geng Tinglian's face turned pale when she heard this, and her delicate body trembled slightly in the autumn wind.
Wuyang's expression was faint, and he read to the two companions: "There is no class in the afternoon, you can go back first." Then, she didn't look at the two anymore, holding Duanmu Fei with one hand and Hanxing with the other, and left lightly.
Geng Tinglian looked at their backs in a daze, and her fists couldn't help but clench at her side.
She didn't think she had said anything wrong, and some of her words were just bad words. The eldest princess didn't want to kiss, so she was angry with herself. As a princess, the eldest princess has no country in her heart, and her selfishness is too heavy!
Geng Tinglian naturally didn't know about the relationship, and it was just the emperor's wishful thinking for the time being.
Although the emperor has sent envoys to the north to contact the new king of Northern Yan, but there is no news to come back, and the emperor is restless for a day.
In addition, now that the war in Nanhuai is not good, the Nanhuai army and the Dasheng army are still stuck in Qianzhou, and there is a stalemate.
If Beiyan and Nanhuai are fighting against Dasheng at the same time, Dasheng may be difficult to maintain, and will only become a lamb to be slaughtered under the attack from both sides. If it really comes to this point, Dasheng will take the initiative to make peace and send the princess to the princess.
"Heyβ"
The emperor sat behind the huge imperial case and sighed faintly.
Although he can't bear to let Wuyang and his relatives, he is the emperor, and the emperor is the supreme in the world, but at the same time, he also has the helplessness of being an emperor.
He is the king first and the father second.
Before the sigh fell, a small chamberlain hurriedly came in and said, "Your Majesty, King Jian asks to see you." β
"Xuan." The emperor simply spat out a single word.
Suddenly, King Jian, who was dressed in a stone blue brocade robe, walked in with his head held high, and solemnly clasped his fists at the emperor and saluted, "See the emperor." β
King Jian quickly glanced at Cen Yin, who was sitting by the window drinking tea, as if he was a little hesitant, but still said: "Please also ask the emperor's brigadier general to go to the north to fight with the Northern Yan people!" β
His voice echoed in the imperial study with a sonorous and powerful voice, and Cen Yin's hand holding the teacup on the side paused in mid-air for a moment, and then it was sent to Hongyan's lips as if nothing had happened.
What the?! The emperor after the imperial case couldn't believe his ears, and his brows furrowed.
He was worried about how to maintain peace between the two countries, and King Jian came to ask for war at this time!
King Jian raised his eyes to look at the emperor behind the imperial case.
The peace talks between the two countries were not easy to come by, and King Jian didn't want to resume the war, but it has been two months since the envoys went to Beiyan, and there has been no news so far, which makes King Jian have to suspect that Yelusuo does not want to fulfill the peace talks!
In this case, Dasheng should not continue to sit and wait!
So, here he comes......
King Jian's eyebrows were filled with a compelling aura, and he continued: "Your Majesty, the last general has fought with the new king of Northern Yan when he was at the border, compared with the first king of Northern Yan, the new king Yelusuo is murderous and ambitious, and has always coveted Dasheng, and the minister is only afraid that he will tear up the peace treaty. β
"Nope." The emperor's tone was slightly cold, and he said without hesitation, "The war between Nanhuai and Beiyan is too risky, not to mention, now that the treasury is empty, the armaments are scarce, the soldiers are insufficient, and the conscription is not smooth, Dasheng will definitely not be able to withstand the two-headed fire at this time!" β
"Your Majesty, whether it is war or peace, the last general thinks that he should also organize his troops at the border pass, so that he can attack and retreat, and he can defend it, and it can also play a deterrent role in Beiyan, so that Beiyan does not dare to move." King Jian said impassionedly, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, "Even if Beiyan wants to fight, Dasheng will not have an empty border and is powerless to fight back." β
The emperor narrowed his eyes, and looked at King Jian on the other side of the imperial case with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Could it be that King Jian wanted to take this opportunity to go back to the north?
The emperor pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I am worried that if I reorganize the army at this time, it may stimulate the Northern Yan people, and I think that Dasheng is going to war again......"
"Your Majesty, if you don't do anything, you will be afraid that the Northern Yan people will gain an inch!" Jian Wang Meiyu said tightly.
"Okay, Junxiao, don't say it anymore." The emperor impatiently called him by name, "The two countries finally ceased war, and they must not act arbitrarily again, let alone easily provoke the Northern Yan people!" β
Jian Wang Junxiao's hands clenched his fists subconsciously exerted force slightly, the lines of his arms were tense, and he rushed out: "Your Majesty, please think twice." At that time, there was a town in the north of the north of the palace for generations to guard, and the north Yan was afraid of it like a tiger and did not dare to violate the border. Now that he has finally defeated Beiyan, he must take the opportunity to frustrate his spirit......"
Over the years, because the Zhenbei Wangfu was destroyed, the people of Beiyan felt that there were no generals in the north, and they would become more and more unscrupulous.
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.
Jun Xiao spoke upright and talked about things, but in the ears of the emperor, these words were extremely harsh.
In the imperial study, there was a dead silence in an instant.
The sky outside had darkened at some point, and the sky was covered with clouds, as if the ink had blackened the sky, and a rainstorm seemed to be coming.
The emperor's face sank like water, his face seemed to be more ugly than the clouds in the sky, and his heart was even more turbulent.
It has been twelve years since the Zhenbei Palace, and there are still people mentioning that it is still King Jian! His decision was indeed right, he must not let King Jian return to the north again, lest he raise his heart and think that he can achieve great success!
The little chamberlain who served in the imperial study hurriedly lit the palace lamp next to the imperial case, and the palace lamp shone brightly, and the room also lit up.
Cen Yin raised his hand and gently brushed the tea leaves from the tea soup with the tea lid, he half-hung his face, and sat quietly in the dim imperial study at the moment, like a jade carving, cold and quiet.
"The Emperor's ......"
Seeing that the emperor was silent, Jun Xiao wanted to say more, but was interrupted by the emperor's cold voice: "Enough!" β
"Jun Xiao, remember, I am a king, you are a minister, and there is a difference between a king and a minister. Are you trying to disrespect the will? The emperor's gaze was as cold as ice, and his whole body exuded a cold and murderous aura.
The emperor's words have come to this point, even if Jun Xiao has more words in his heart, he can only swallow it back and say, "The last general will not dare!" β
The emperor waved his hand and said lightly: "Okay, you go down." β
Jun Xiao half-bowed, and saluted unwillingly, "Yes, Your Majesty." "Retreat.
The brocade curtain embroidered with the five-clawed golden dragon jumped a few times in mid-air with Jun Xiao's departure, the emperor stared at the brocade curtain, his lips pursed into a straight line, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I have treated King Jian's Mansion well all these years, and he is still thinking about Xue Qiyuan's traitor!" Xue Qiyuan is just like my eldest brother, who is used to buying people's hearts...... Moreover, unthankful! β
The emperor seemed to think of something, and a thick haze appeared in his eyes.
"I also gave him a chance back then, his son was only five years old, I named him the prince of Zhenbei, and even his daughter gave a reward to a county lord, what was the result? He actually intended to reorganize his army and avenge my great brother, and failed to live up to my expectations of him. He will end up in that ending, and he is also to blame, and he can't complain about me! β
The emperor gushed endlessly, and didn't expect Cen Yin to respond anything, he was just venting his dissatisfaction.
At this time, the little chamberlain just now came back in a hurry, and said with sincere fear: "Your Majesty, King Jian is kneeling outside the imperial study. As he spoke, the little chamberlain's head bowed lower, not daring to look at the emperor's face.
There was silence all around, and the next moment, only a "snap" was heard, and it seemed that the emperor slapped his palm heavily on the imperial case, so frightened that the little chamberlain's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"This Jun Xiao is trying to threaten me?!" The emperor let out a cold snort of disdain, his voice was so cold that it seemed like he was about to fall out of the ice slag, "He can kneel as long as he wants!" β
The little chamberlain's body shrank, and he was too busy to respond, and almost retreated in despair.
In the imperial study, only the emperor and Cen Yin remained.
The emperor closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, smelled a faint fragrance of tea, and opened his eyes again, only to see Cen Yin personally carrying a blue and white porcelain teacup and walking lightly to the imperial case.
"Your Majesty, autumn is hot, drink more soothing tea." Cen Yin said as he sent the teacup to the emperor, and the soft voice was never slow, just like the fragrance of tea, which had the power to soothe people's hearts.
"Ah Yin, you still care about me." The emperor picked up the teacup and drank the hot tea slowly.
"It's the duty of a minister." Cen Yin smiled slightly on the side, and then persuaded, "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that King Jian's father and son have always been loyal and have never formed a party. The northern territory has been fighting for many years, and it has only been peaceful for less than two years, so it is no wonder that King Jian is worried about the comeback of the Northern Yan people......"
The emperor took a few sips of hot tea, and breathed a little relief, as if the depression in his heart was washed away by this hot tea.
The emperor put down the teacup, his voice was still full of innocence, and said, "Aren't I worried that Beiyan will tear up the peace talks?" I am the emperor of Dasheng, and I care more than anyone about Dasheng's safety! It is at this time that we must take every step of the way, and we must not rush forward! β
After a pause, the emperor raised his eyebrows and asked casually, "How are Shu Yanfu and a few Northern Yan envoys doing?" β
Cen Yin immediately replied: "Back to the emperor, Shu Yanfu and they have been in the Siyi Pavilion these days and have never gone out. β
"It's safe now." The corners of the emperor's mouth hooked a sarcastic arc, and he stood up and said, "Ah Yin, you send someone to keep an eye on those envoys. β
"Yes, Your Majesty." Cen Yin responded.
The emperor strode to the window, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and said, "Now Dasheng and Beiyan can only make peace...... Even if it is a battle, it has to wait for the end of the battle with Nanhuai. As the saying goes, porcelain doesn't touch rotten tiles. Dasheng must not be in danger! β
The Emperor's fist clenched tightly at his side.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled thunder in the sky, like a galloping horse.
The emperor turned his head to look at Cen Yin, under the backlight, the emperor's face seemed to be half bright and half dark, his expression looked a little dark and gloomy, and he asked, "What has happened in Anping recently?" β¦β¦ What are the rumors in the market? β
"The emperor punished Han Shirui, and now the people in the market are called the emperor Shengming." Cen smiled faintly, "The eldest princess of Anping has been closed for the past two months. β
When the emperor heard this, his mood finally improved, and his eyebrows gradually relaxed.
Cen Yin then said: "Your Majesty, this rumor was caused by the conscription, and it is said that the left squire of the military department will not escape his responsibility. β
The emperor thought about it and felt that what Cen Yin said was not unreasonable, there was such a big fork in this conscription, so that the people complained and almost caused a big disaster, and the court and the military department really wanted to give an explanation to the people.
However, who should be responsible for this conscription?
The emperor turned his jade wrench and asked, "Ah Yin, who do you think is available?" β
Cen Yin simply gave two words: "King Jian." β
After he finished speaking, the room was silent again, and the emperor was almost dumbfounded.
The emperor froze and asked with a faint expression, "Ah Yin, what do you say?" β
"Your Majesty, King Jian has received an errand, so naturally he will not think about returning to the north again." Cen Yin said unhurriedly, "King Jian's father and son are good generals, if the emperor wants to 'use' King Jian in the future, he must appease him." β
The second half of Cen Yin's sentence was meaningful, and the emperor naturally thought of Beiyan.
The situation on the Beiyan side is still unclear, if the war resumes, then the best person to defend the northern border is of course King Jian.
Outside the window, the thunder continued, louder than the last, and the emperor did not speak for a long time.
"Boom la la ......"
The bean-sized raindrops "crackled" down like hailstones, and suddenly turned into a thick curtain of rain and washed over the earth.
"Think about this matter again," the emperor rubbed his eyebrows again, his eyes flashed, "Ah Yin, you go back first, I'm tired." β
Cen Yin didn't say anything more, and quietly retreated.
The big red lanterns have already been lit under the eaves outside the imperial study, and outside the eaves, the rainstorm is like a curtain, and it is obviously not yet the time of Shen, but the sky is gloomy.
A sturdy and upright figure knelt straight in the heavy rain, the stone blue brocade robe on his body was already soaked, the rushing rain continued to wash his handsome and heroic face like a waterfall, his hair was wet and sticky to his face, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Cen Yin held a dark blue oil-paper umbrella and walked forward slowly, and a little rain hit the umbrella surface with a "popping" sound.
Cen faintly stopped in front of Jun Xiao, looked down at Jun Xiao who was kneeling on the ground, and then raised his hand to make a gesture.
The little chamberlain beside him immediately understood, and handed an oil-paper umbrella to Cen Yin's hand.
"Lord Wang......" Cen Yin bowed his head and handed the oil-paper umbrella to Jun Xiao, and said in his ear in a low voice like a mosquito, "Have you ever regretted it all these years?" β