Autumn in Jiangnan is later than in Beijing.

When the royal driver entered the Jiangnan Palace, the garden was still full of flowers.

The tense heartstrings of the saint as he ran all the way south relaxed, and he even took the leisure to look at the carp swimming in the lake.

A group of princes followed.

Sun Xuan suddenly sighed: "The concubine likes to see flowers the most, but it's a pity that she can't see the scenery here." ”

Sun Qi paused, he didn't know whether Sun Xuan was intentional or unintentional, but obviously, he had a lot of courage.

But the saint only glanced at Sun Xuan and didn't say anything.

It was the best day since he heard that Pong Deng had entered the customs.

It's so good that he doesn't want to care about Sun Xuan's "provocation" at all.

The palace is not as good as the imperial palace in the capital, but the saint likes it very much.

Sun Rui was still under house arrest, watched by the Imperial Forest Army, and Sun Qi and the accompanying officials of the six ministries handled government affairs as if they were in the Wenying Palace.

If you ignore the emergency military situation on the excerpt, it is a peaceful state.

The Beijing division was besieged, and the news inside could not come out, but it did not affect the outside to know about Pang Deng's strong offensive, and the military reports received by the palace every day were that the capital was in danger, and it was critical and critical.

The saint held the fold, worried, but also happy.

Fortunately, he left early, if he really made Pang Deng trapped in the capital, what would it be.

In this half a month, the palace received the message of Pang Deng's retreat, the officials rejoiced, and the saint also stretched his eyebrows.

Meddlesome! Great thing!

When he knew that Jiang Muyuan had intercepted and killed Pang Deng, it was rare for the saint to have a good night's sleep.

It's been a long time since he's slept so comfortably, and he's so refreshed that it's pleasing to everyone's eyes.

Soon, the good news came from Jingli, saying that Fu Peiqing had given birth to a sister, and the queen mother had given the name Sun Xi.

Sister, what a sister!

Those old mothers in the palace really have the ability to look at their stomachs!

In this case, he didn't care about Sun Ke slipping back to the capital halfway.

Shengshangle asked people to call King Yong over, and said: "Grandfather, granddaughter is good, in their generation, this is still the first sister, and everyone is spoiled." ”

Prince Yong also thinks that his granddaughter is good.

Halfway through, he choked with the saint, which was angry and lost his temper and sent the saint to the army.

He never had the idea of letting Sun Ke go to the Jinluan Palace in his heart.

His own son, he knows, is that Sun Ke is such a bastard, and sitting on the dragon chair can exhaust all the courtiers.

In today's situation, my sister is better than my brother, at least I don't have to worry about her being a jade seal when she catches Zhou.

That's the real end of the ball.

Prince Yong was worried about his granddaughter, and even more about his mother, and said: "The traitors have been eliminated, the capital is stable, brother Huang, is it time to leave for Beijing?" ”

The smile of the saint froze, and he sent the Yongwang away without a positive answer.

It's just that this opening has been opened, and both the princes and the courtiers have reminded the saint several times a day that it is time to leave for the palace, and even Queen Xie said it once.

In their opinion, the saint's southward journey is to avoid danger, and since this risk no longer exists, they should naturally return to Beijing.

There have been successive wars, and there have been a lot of civil strife, and the three dukes are in the north, and the saint is in the south, although the government affairs are still being handled step by step, but in the end it is not as fast as being in one place, and besides, the separation of the north and the south is not always the case.

At this moment, hurry up and set off, almost before the lunar month to enter Beijing, just for a good year.

But no matter what they said, the Holy One would not let go.

For this reason, the officials of the six ministries sent letters to the Jingshi, wanting to ask the three dukes to come forward and admonish the saint.

Before the third duke replied, Jiang Muyuan arrived in Jiangnan one step ahead and entered the palace to see the saint.

This palace has been built for a long time, Jiang Muyuan has been here once in his previous life, and it is the first time he has set foot in this life, and his memory of the location of the palace is very vague, so he followed the little attendant who led the way slowly.

While walking, Jiang Muyuan asked, "How is Shengshang's health lately?" ”

The little chamberlain said: "The saint is in good health, and the little grandfather is very happy to destroy the traitors." ”

The two of them asked and answered, all of which were daily trivialities, but Jiang Muyuan heard that the saint's time in the palace was still very comfortable.

Halfway through, Jiang Muyuan met Cheng Guogong head-on.

Chengguo Gong just came out of the Shengshang, praised Jiang Muyuan with a smile, and took advantage of the little waiter not paying attention, and said in a suppressed voice: "The Shengshang refuses to return to Beijing." ”

Jiang Muyuan raised his eyebrows: "Why?" ”

Cheng Guogong shook his head and said that he didn't know, and he couldn't persuade him, so he could only ask Jiang Muyuan to probe the saint's mind.

Jiang Muyuan responded, said goodbye to Chengguo for the time being, and entered the imperial study with Xiao Nei.

After saluting, Jiang Muyuan looked at the study.

Unless the lines on the flying cover and beams are different, the decorations are almost exactly the same as those in Beijing, so Jiang Muyuan can also guess that the bookshelf behind the saint must also have adopted the drawings of the Heart Palace.

He looked at the saint again, these days have not been seen, the saint's complexion has improved a lot, the red blood in his eyes has faded, and the whole person is not so gloomy.

The little chamberlain is right, the saint has slept well these days.

If not, it wouldn't be like this.

"Uncle likes it here?" Jiang Muyuan asked with a smile.

Sheng Shang leaned back in his chair, took a sip of hot tea, and said slowly: "I have lived in the capital for a long time, and it is rare to come to Jiangnan, it is really a good place." ”

Jiang Muyuan said: "I also went to Jiangnan when I went to the east with the Marquis of Suning, speaking of which is this spring, the scenery is pleasant, and I don't hide it from my uncle. ”

Hearing this, Shengshang's eyes lit up, and he said in a loud voice: "Ah Yuan said that my uncle was moved, and they all urged me to return to Beijing, but I felt that it was a pity to come here and go back without seeing the spring scene." ”

Jiang Muyuan smiled.

Where was the saint who was moved by him, it was clear that he had an idea in his heart, and as soon as he took the ladder, the saint was busy carrying the hem of his clothes and climbing up.

"The Empress Dowager is still in Beijing," Jiang Muyuan was puzzled, "and it is not suitable for the government to be handled separately between the two places." There is still half a year to see the spring scene, uncle, this is not appropriate. ”

The saint held his cheeks and said vaguely: "A-Yuan thinks, how about moving the capital?" ”

Rao is Jiang Muyuan knew that the saint rejected the capital and easily refused to return to Beijing, but he didn't expect that the saint would have the idea of moving the capital.

"Labor and money." Jiang Muyuan said bluntly.

Moving the capital is not the end of the next holy decree, the transfer of officials in Beijing, the migration of population, and the rebuilding of an imperial city, one by one, which one does not want people? And who doesn't want money?

Seeing that the saint didn't speak, Jiang Muyuan said again: "You spent your money on moving the capital, when will you be able to build the Heart Cultivation Palace?" ”

The saint bowed slightly, and after a while, he said: "It's to go back to Beijing, it's not a matter of one or two sentences, the capital is still being repaired, and I'll go back when the repair is completed." ”

Jiang Muyuan responded and did not persuade again.

He heard that the "return" that the Holy Lord said was actually "not returning".

Even the Heart Cultivation Palace can't pull the saint, it seems that the saint is really extremely satisfied with the Jiangnan Palace.