"Ah Xuan."

"Mother, what's wrong?" In the palace of King Zongguang, Zhao Chaoxuan came back from outside, and was called by his mother.

"You're the only one coming back? What about your father? Didn't you two go together? Princess Wei Luan was surprised.

"Oh, the imperial grandfather has other things to discuss with his father, and my father is in a hurry to ask me to deal with the rest of the things, so my son can only come back first." Zhao Chaoxuan replied, his face hurried.

"What, it's still a matter of the Huns? Tricky? Princess Wei Luan asked.

"It's not good to call this son, I have also seen King Zongli's letter, and the son estimates that with the character of the emperor's grandfather who loves the people like a son and takes care of the overall situation, I am afraid that this matter will be agreed to sooner or later.

I heard that the Xiongnu are always ready, as long as the emperor is willing to nod, they will send envoys to Beijing to worship in person, and it is estimated that the matter will only go step by step. "I thought that Zhao Chaoxuan was not willing to reach a peace agreement with the Xiongnu.

After all, the Huns are really indebted, if he wants to decide, he would rather send troops than accept their surrender and ask for peace, but the emperor's grandfather is not good for them to oppose in person, so Zhao Chaoxuan can only complain to his mother and concubine.

"So your imperial grandfather agreed?" Princess Wei Luan also frowned a little.

"Well, it is estimated that he will agree in the end, and the emperor's grandfather left his father to discuss this matter.

Oh, by the way, Grandpa Huang also asked me to send a letter to Jiang Er, saying that it was okay to ask them about their situation in Jincheng, mother, what do you mean by Grandpa Huang? Zhao Chaoxuan remembered the words that the prince had quietly come over before leaving, and he felt a little unsure.

"Your imperial grandfather asked about the ink girl?" Princess Wei Luan raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, I didn't have it when I was in the Heart Cultivation Palace, but when my son was about to leave, the prince came over and whispered, saying that he wanted his son to write to ask Jiang Er about the situation, mother, do you think the imperial grandfather is beating Jiang Er again?" Zhao Chaoxuan was worried about this.

"You kid, Mo girl will call you grandpa as you like, she has been back to Jincheng for almost two months, and it is reasonable for your grandpa to think of her.

However, it is estimated that your imperial grandfather really thinks about your little uncle, but it is not good to send someone over to take a look every once in a while, so I want to know something about your little uncle's recent situation from you. Princess Wei Luan smiled.

"Oh, is Grandpa Huang missing his little uncle? Hehe, it's time to think about it, but didn't the emperor's grandfather still be angry with the little uncle before, now? Zhao Chaoxuan was still a little worried.

"Hehe, your imperial grandfather has always loved your little uncle the most, even if the uncle and nephew are a little angry or estranged, in the end, blood is thicker than water.

Besides, your little uncle also has a big revenge, this Yin family, King Zonglu has also been subdued on the spot, even if he is angry, it will be almost eliminated after two months.

What's more, the more you evade some things, the more difficult it is to solve, and it's not a big deal, your imperial grandfather has let your little uncle go for so long, and now the court affairs are getting busier, he definitely wants your little uncle to come back and continue to serve the court. Princess Wei Luan explained.

"Hey, Grandpa Huang is really, the little uncle has worked hard for the court for so many years, he can't let the little uncle rest for a while, he was finally soft-hearted before, but now it's only been two months, and he can't wait." Zhao Chaoxuan smiled a little complainingly.

"Silly boy, it's not that your imperial grandfather doesn't feel sorry for your little uncle and can't wait, but your little uncle has long become an indispensable person in this court.

Don't talk about your imperial grandfather, it's just that the entire government and politics rely on your little uncle.

As soon as he rests like this, ten days and a half months may be fine, but after a long time, not only your imperial grandfather, but even your father and all the courtiers can't bear it, so "Princess Wei Luan laughed helplessly.

"Oh, it's because of this, the son understands, but to be honest, the little uncle is not here during this time, and the father is really tired, very tired.

Every day, the son accompanies him on official business, and when his father is busy, he almost doesn't even have the time to drink water, and the son is also distressed when he sees it, but his ability is limited and he can't help with everything, so he should invite the little uncle back. Zhao Chaoxuan sighed.

"Alas, don't say it, I really miss Mo'er's girl for my mother, and I don't know how she is in Jincheng, this girl has been so long except for the last letter, but there is no news, alas" Princess Wei Luan was always worried about Jiang Mo, who had returned home.

"Hehe, son, seeing that there is a little uncle by her side, Jiang Er must have been happy for a long time, where would he still think of us." Zhao Chaoxuan smiled ambiguously.

"Hehe, too, hey, so our Mo'er's matter is settled, when are you going to give your mother a word of approval?" Speaking of this, Princess Wei Luan remembered something, raised her eyebrows and looked at her son seriously.

"Eh, how old is my son, let's talk about this in two years, what's the hurry, just the son's appearance, this status, this style, can you still find a daughter-in-law, what's the hurry." As soon as Zhao Chaoxuan heard that his mother was going to lead the conversation to him, he hurriedly became sloppy.

"Humph! You kid, every time my mother mentions this, your kid fools me, forget it, my mother doesn't force you, anyway, you naturally have to explain to your mother when the time comes, your mother is not in a hurry, and your imperial grandfather will naturally be in a hurry. Naturally, someone treated him, and Princess Wei Luan also smiled lightly.

"Mother, forget it, that son still has to help his father, if my mother has nothing else to do, my son will leave first." Zhao Chaoxuan was embarrassed by the words, and found a reason to run away like a desperate flash, leaving Princess Weiluan alone in the house laughing

"Father, does Grandpa Huang mean to agree to this matter?" On the carriage back to the house, Zhao Congling asked his father carefully.

"Allowing them to go to Beijing to worship must be a sure thing, but whether they will agree to their petition in the end depends on their sincerity." King Zong Li raised his eyebrows.

"Is it true or false that the matter of harmony?" Zhao Congling was inexplicably a little worried.

"They have this intention initially, but it depends on the meaning of the Huns, not to mention that your imperial grandfather may not be able to agree.

After all, there are not too many noble ladies that we can get along with in Daxia, unless the position they give is quite high, otherwise with your imperial grandfather's temperament, he will definitely not nod. King Zong Li analyzed.

"Huh, son understands." Zhao Congling frowned.

"What are you worried about?" King Zongli rarely cared about what his son thought.

"Oh no, my son was just thinking about what to do with the rest." Zhao Congling did not tell King Zong Li about his concerns.

"Hehe, your kid is not bad, the first time you go out on this mission, you can get the praise of your imperial grandfather, well, it is not dishonoring the face of your father, and you will continue to work hard in the future." For the first time, King Zongli exaggerated his son.

"Yes, the son shall obey the instructions of his father." But Zhao Congling was not very happy, he knew that if it weren't for the praise of the emperor's grandfather, maybe his father would not have mentioned such a sentence, just smiled, but there were many other thoughts in his heart

"Wang Ruoyan! You come out to this son! "In the Zonglu Palace, Chuan came back and went directly to Liu Changxi's courtyard, but the building was empty, and after inquiring carefully, he was shocked to hear the bad news that Liu Changxi was seriously ill and was driven out of the palace.

The little maids and maids in the courtyard saw the prince coming violently, and they were all so afraid that they hid far away.

And Wang Ruoyan had already thought that she would come to such a show after returning to Beijing in Sichuan, she was not afraid at all, and even got up slowly with a smile, but she didn't go out, just raised her hand and said, "Go, please come in." ”

"Niangniang, the prince is angry, do you want the slave to invite" The maid was a little worried.

"Hehe, it's just a trivial matter, why should you alarm my father, this palace forgives him and doesn't dare to make a casual time, invite him in." Wang Ruoyan looked confident.

"It is." Although the maid was worried, she still opened the door as instructed, but unfortunately under the exposure of Chuan, before the maid could say anything, she was swept aside directly, and she almost knocked out.

"Lord Shizi!" The maid was really worried that Chuan would do something to her young lady, so she didn't care about the injury, so she hurriedly grabbed her arm and rushed in.

"Wang Ruoyan, you slut! Where did you get Changxi! Chuan Chi's eyes were red, as if he was about to kill Wang Ruoyan.