She was aggrieved with two tears in her eyes, and discussed with him: "Aya, in fact, I really don't understand, these people obviously have insight, why did they let go in the first place...... Ahem, let's talk some nonsense! I watched carefully, and the people who were very lively at first said were also very good at the beginning, and then they also said something to say, and they were not without such insight and ability. ”

"Or else?" Emperor Ming Yan said: "Are all your courtiers a waste?" ”

"So, why?"

Emperor Ming Yan smiled and said: "Before I took a stand, what they supported was the direction they thought I would choose, or they thought it was the right direction, when I made a statement, after they weighed it, there would be resolute opposition, but as long as things were feasible, they would plan in this direction." ”

He touched her head: "Although your words are not good, they have listened to them, if it weren't for you today, this little thing, I'm afraid that a few times I will not be able to achieve the result I want." ”

Yan Shiyue was stunned.

Then she said to him very seriously, "Aya! At the end of the day, it's because we're not strong enough! Big! As long as we are strong enough, Aya and everyone else don't have to look ahead at all! What is deserted in the south and north, don't pay attention to it! ”

Emperor Ming Yan was amused by her and laughed: "That's right, what do you want?" ”

Yan Shiyue thought for a while: "I want to get something, Aye, you give me the will, and give me a few more people." She propped herself up and said a few words in his ear, and Emperor Ming Yan's eyes froze: "Really? ”

Yan Shiyue nodded.

Emperor Ming Yan thought for a while and said, "Yes." ”

So he made a decree, ordering the prince and Yan Shiyue to handle it together, and Huo Qijing ordered two thousand Shenwu troops to accompany him for protection, and went out of the city overnight along with craftsmen.

The crown prince and Yan Shiyue, two wounded soldiers, needed to take a carriage the whole time.

It's all over Laba, and there are still 20 days to go before the New Year, and there must be something special to send them out at this time.

The prince simply moved to the carriage on her side and asked her, "What are you going to do again, deal with the things of Mobei?" ”

"Something that shocks the nations!" Yan Shiyue said: "Cannon! ”

Hongyi cannon was introduced in the late Ming Dynasty, but **, Dayan already has it, and it is used to make firecrackers, which has not yet been popularized. According to Huo Qijing, there are ** rockets in the Northwest Pass, which were also used at the beginning of the year.

The firecrackers of the previous dynasty are really "bamboo", that is, the bamboo is put into the fire, because the bamboo is hollow, so it will crackle, and I don't know when it started, there are ** firecrackers in the market.

There is **, it is not difficult to make a cannon.

Although she has a good memory, it has not reached the level of unforgettable, and only things that have been studied carefully can be recalled clearly.

But since falling off the Blackwater River, I feel ...... It seems that he has opened up the second vein of Ren Du, and he has some sporadic memories of the Yan family girl and Princess Yue'er, and in other things, he can also remember it at once if he has been in contact with the shadow building before.

For example, cannons.

She figured that if she thought about it, she should be able to make a firecracker.

Be happy, be happy, but there is always a little bit of indescribable confusion, the kind of confusion that can't find the root.

The prince was waiting for her to elaborate, but she was suddenly stunned.

The prince rarely saw her look like this, so he couldn't help but reach out and gently rubbed her hair: "Yue'er? ”

She suddenly became very upset and said loudly, "Don't call me! Don't touch my head! I'm not happy! ”

Prince: "......??? ”

He asked her sincerely: "Is it because Lonely is not called Huo Qijing?" ”

Yan Shiyue paused, and couldn't help but laugh.

Really, with the emotional intelligence of Emperor Ming Yan and the crown prince, it is not easy to lose your temper.

The group rushed to Xishan, thirty miles away from the capital, and quickly set up camp.

The envoys of Mobei should arrive in Chang'an at the end of the month, and then stay in the post house, and wait until the first day of the New Year to participate in the New Year's party with the envoys of other countries, and then the military exercises should also be around the Lantern Festival.

Time was already very tight, and as soon as the prince and Yan Shiyue arrived, they began to get busy.

On the day when Yan Shiyue went to court, Huang Mingxiao came out of the teahouse, but found that a carriage was broken down on the road, and the coachman was bowing his head to repair it.

Huang Mingxiao frowned, and was about to bypass it, but he heard a voice say, "But Huang Jialangjun? ”

As soon as Huang Mingxiao looked up, he saw that in the carriage, a young woman was lifting the curtain, and when she looked over, her eyes were bright and her beauty was incoherent.

Huang Mingxiao said: "A certain surname is indeed Huang, I don't know who Mrs. is??" ”

The young woman got out of the carriage and saluted: "Lang Jun is polite." The little woman's husband's surname is Liu, and when she went to the Yue Cake Shop yesterday, she happened to meet Lang Jun who spoke up, so she listened to a few words. She frowned and shook her head: "That's really ...... Don't keep women's morals! ”

Huang Mingxiao suddenly felt that he had already known: "Exactly! ”

The young woman sighed: "It's a pity that everyone else is afraid of her power, and there are too few people like Lang Jun who dare to speak up." ”

"Don't dare to be," Huang Ming was proud of his filial piety: "I just want to teach her a few words for the geniuses of the world." ”

The young woman looked at him with a pulse: "It's just that Lang Jun should be careful, that person is powerful, and he is only afraid of revenge." ”

"So what!" Huang Mingxiao said with a look on his face: "The three armies can win the commandery, but the horseman cannot win the ambition." ”

The young woman said: "Lang Jun is ambitious, chivalrous and courageous, and the concubine is very admired. ”

The two talked for a few moments, and then the coachman repaired the car, and the young woman reluctantly got into the car and separated.

The shadow guard, who was dressed as a young woman, couldn't help but take a sip as soon as she got in the car, she really didn't expect it to be so easy, looking at his expression, she obviously didn't have the slightest suspicion.

Of course, Huang Mingxiao will not doubt it.

He was used to being praised when he was in Yizhou, and he always felt that he was the only one in the world who was full of wealth, and he felt that he was righteous and upright, so what was strange about being admired? It's strange not to be admired, right?

He walked away triumphantly.

Unexpectedly, the next day, he met her again in the Deshan Garden.

A familiar man smiled and said to him, "Do you know her?" ”

Huang Mingxiao said: "How is she? ”

Juzi smiled and said: "It is said that there is a concubine in her name, everyone calls her Xiao Zhaojun, she is rich, but her husband died early, what a big beauty, it's a pity, I don't know who will be able to pick this delicate flower in the future!" ”

It turned out to be a widow, and when she saw this, she was nicknamed, and she knew that she was a woman who didn't abide by women's morals, and her husband was dead, and she was still showing her face outside, scratching her head and making gestures at men, which was really shameless.

But when he saw her get up, he also got up, and sure enough, as soon as he came out of Deshan Garden, she stopped him: "Huang Jialangjun? ”

"Mrs. Liu." He raised the corner of his mouth to hide his disdain: "What a coincidence. ”

So the two went to the teahouse together, scolded Yan Shiyue together, and then reluctantly separated.

Huang Mingxiao returned to the rented courtyard, and Zhou Bei greeted him.