Chapter 85: The Ancient Plane 24

Several courtiers behind him knelt down, "Wechen asked to go to the frontier for support. ”

The emperor looked at it, in recent years, the newly produced Wenchen, the envoy of the Tai Hospital, and a large number of military generals, these people are either good at population management, or good at medical skills, or good at frontier warfare, or good at people's livelihood planning, and they all know that their request to go to the frontier will not cause chaos.

With so many loyal people, the emperor was naturally moved, but the clue was a mess.

In the past few years, he himself was too ridiculous, obsessed with the pursuit of immortality, and only woke up when his rights were hollowed out.

It was all because of the strong support of Wu Anhou's group of generals, and the power was not completely overturned into the hands of An Guohou's group of relatives.

But now, he has not been able to fully insert the people he has cultivated into the court, and as soon as these loyal people leave, he is afraid that he will become a bare-bones emperor.

Especially Wu Anhou, if he leaves, no one will be able to play such a deterrent role, and the prince's party will not be happy.

There was no stalemate in the next outcome, and the emperor waved his sleeves, "Let's go down first, let me think about it." ”

"Your Majesty, things are urgent, the frontier waits for no one, please make a decision quickly."

The emperor was in a hurry, and he felt a little impatient to leave.

The emperor was also helpless, if there was a son who could compete with the crown prince, he could let them go, but now, with so many sons, none of them could compete with the prince.

In a secluded courtyard of the East Palace, the wind blew the half-open paper windows, making a leisurely sound, and the maid leaned on a corner of the screen, squinting and napping.

I heard that it was the princess's wedding night, so she disliked the prince and was driven to the small courtyard in the corner.

Apricot blossoms dot the branches, and even if the leaves have not yet grown at this time, they still reflect the unique flavor of this small courtyard.

"Wang~"

"Wang~"

"Wang~"

The milk voice is milky, and the voice is delicate, like a coquette.

Ning Chuyin followed the prestige, it was a snow-white puppy, "Where did this little guy come from?" ”

Ning Chuyin carried the skirt of the palace dress, stepped quickly across the marble steps, smiled lightly, and walked towards the small group.

The dog hid by the flower pot, shrunk into a small fluffy ball, saw someone approaching, vigilantly erected his ears, but the tail was wagging happily, slightly tilted his head, a pair of black pupils, like water, looking at her with a little curiosity.

Newly born cubs are not afraid of birth.

The maidservant looked over, "Miss, you said it, it was sent by Miss Luo early this morning." ”

Ning Chuyin raised her eyes, with a bit of joy in her voice, "She came in person?" ”

The maid shook her head, "Miss Luo's future was brought over by the Hou of Wu'an when he was in the early dynasty. ”

Ning Chuyin narrowed his eyes, covered the loss, leaned over, picked up the little thing, and kissed the dog's furry forehead, with a smile on the corner of his lips, "This little guy is born beautiful." ”

Ning Chuyin looked at the maidservant, "Go and bring some goat's milk, the little guy is so small, I don't know if he has teeth?" ”

Ning Chuyin washed his hands and put his finger on the puppy's mouth, the puppy tentatively put his fluffy little paws on it, seeing that Ning Chuyin didn't move for a while, he tilted his little head suspiciously, opened his mouth, and gently knocked on Ning Chuyin's fingers.

The maidservant next to her smiled when she saw this scene, "Where did Miss Luo get the puppy from, but it is so spiritual." ”