Jiang Yan entered the inner hall, only to see that Qin Heng's face was still a little pale, but he stood up and leaned against the side of the bed, still holding a book in his hand, and raised his head slightly to look at him.

"Ministers knock to see Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty."

"Get up."

Qin Heng retracted his gaze and snorted inaudibly, obviously full of disdain for Jiang Yan to say these auspicious words. What is so good, long live, long live, how can there be an immortal person in the world, and then look at this body now, I am afraid that half a hundred will be hanging.

"What's the matter, let's just say it."

Jiang Yan got up and stood in front, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, there are few affairs in the military department, and you can only have Lord Zhang. On the other hand, Shangshu Province is busy with affairs, and since the beginning of winter, all kinds of disasters have been reported and approved, and there is no one under Lord Rong to assist, so the minister thinks that it is better to transfer Xue Ji, the squire of the military department, to Shangshu Province......

Qin Heng was happy, and said that the position of the squire of the military department has been vacant for a long time, and it was you who transferred Xue Ji back from Qianzhou, and now it is you who say that the military department is idle and does not need the squire, and this reason is better than Mingli telling King Zhenning to seek the position of the crown prince.

"King Ning values Xue Ji so much?"

Jiang Yan's face did not change, and he still looked respectful: "Lord Xue's political achievements are obvious to all, and it is true that Shangshu Province lacks people."

Qin Heng was noncommittal, opened his mouth and asked again: "There is a shortage of people in Shangshu Province, and there is no shortage of people in Zhongshu Province?"

Jiang Yan said: "The minister has been serving as the Zhongshu Order for a long time, and he is more skilled than Lord Rong, and there are more officials in Zhongshu Province than in Shangshu Province. I've had a lot of things lately, but I'm still able to take care of it."

"Hmm." Qin Heng answered, but there was no follow-up.

Jiang Yan didn't get an answer and stood still, he knew very well that the Holy Lord would definitely allow this matter today, and he had never considered King An in the Holy Lord's heart, if it was said that the Holy Lord still had concerns about King Ning because of Qi Guifei's matter, then once Qi Guifei died, this concern could be regarded as almost non-existent.

Why didn't the Holy One make a prince? What I am afraid of is only the mouths of the people.

He wanted to leave this tough battle to King Ning himself.

When Qin Heng put down the book in his hand and looked up at Jiang Yan again, this person was like a nail, and he didn't move in the slightest.

Qin Heng frowned, it was impossible for Qin Xu not to guess his thoughts, this battle was a sure victory for him, why did he have to fight for this inconsequential thing?

"What if Shangshu Province doesn't have Xue Ji?" Qin Heng couldn't hear joy or anger in these words, but it was a pun.

Without Xue Ji, Rong Che can't handle government affairs? Without Xue Ji, King Ning couldn't win this battle?

Jiang Yan bowed his hand and said, "Everything is safe."

Qin Heng suddenly propped up the bed and turned around, and sat up facing Jiang Yan. "In your opinion, where will I be found?"

Jiang Yan was shocked, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, thought for a while, and said calmly: "The minister doesn't dare to say anything, there is an ancient system, and he has established a successor, a long, a virtuous, and meritorious service."

Qin Heng couldn't help laughing, it turned out that the root of his heart disease was here, no matter what King An's background was, at least he had a long time.

"Is he afraid that one day I will suddenly die without making an edict, and the courtiers will support King An by virtue of the order of the eldest and youngest?"

Jiang Yan lowered his head and did not answer.

Qin Heng looked at the ceiling, and didn't know what to say for a while, if one day he really died quietly, how many of these people could really miss him? He lowered his head and sighed, so to speak, this Shangshu Province is very important to King Ning.

"Yes, yes." Qin Heng looked at Jiang Yan, and the exhaustion in his eyes almost crushed him. "What else does Xu Er want? I'll make an order together."

Your Decree. Jiang Yan secretly added another sentence in his heart, and he never dared to say it. He bowed down, thanked the Holy Grace, and withdrew.

It was close to the end of the year, and this was also the last few days of Xue Ji's tenure in the military department, while packing up the table full of documents and letters, he said to Zhang Huaien next to him: "My lord, you can't find anyone to do this work of copying numbers in the future, you work hard?"

Zhang Huaien just stopped writing and wrote the details of the battle of the Liukou in Puzhou in the southeast into a chapter, and when he heard him talk about it, his expression was full

It's helplessness. "Don't talk to me, believe it or not, I will mention it to Your Majesty in the court tomorrow, the military department is too busy, you don't want to go anywhere, how about he is still in the province!"

Xue Ji smiled: "Ming'er can rest the dynasty, besides, the year is over, who has the time to take care of this trivial matter of the military department?"

"Hey?" Zhang Huaien threw down the things in his hand, and landed on the table with a muffled sound, and he was a little more temperamental when he spoke. "When did the Ministry of War end up like the Ministry of Rites!"

Xue Ji walked past him and patted him on the shoulder, as if comforting him, "It just so happens that you and Yu Huan have to enjoy a snow and a plum together, I envy you for your leisure."

"Go, go, get out of the way of me."

Geng and the spring of the thirtieth year

As soon as the holy decree of transferring Xue Ji to Shangshu Province, Rong Che reacted and went to the door to find Prime Minister Zhang Fu, but Zhang Fu spread his hands and told him that this was a matter personally approved by His Majesty.

Rong Che asked people to hand over a sign to enter the palace to ask to see the saint, but Qin Heng was stunned and blocked him back on the grounds that the dragon was in good shape and he didn't see the courtiers.

What does this mean? It is clear that even His Majesty has entered King Ning's camp!

King An sat in the mansion and learned about this, and he couldn't wait to crush the tea bowl in his hand, so he immediately summoned Chen Yu, who was panicked and forced to calm down.

"Ziliang, you said that it doesn't matter if Xue Ji returned to Beijing, seeing that he has entered Shangshu Province, how do you explain it?"

It is rare to see King An can show a fierce face to Chen Yu, this is obviously a long-standing anger, since Xue Ji returned to Beijing, or since Xue Ji corresponded with Chen Yu, he has already been displeased.

Chen Yu is also difficult step by step, since the outbreak of the Huang Sheng case, King An has no hope, and finally that Qi Guifei dug her own grave and dragged King Ning into the mud pit, how long has it been? The wind direction was not completely reversed, and King Ning came out again.

Even if Xue Ji doesn't return to Beijing and doesn't enter Shangshu Province, how much better can the situation be?

King An is unwilling to give up this game of chess, and is unwilling to lose, how can he be willing?

It was Chen Yu who helped King An up the mountain step by step, and took him to see the top of the Nine Folds in the distance, the chair on the Zichen Hall was what King An asked for all his life, but what King An asked for was exactly what Chen Yu wanted, and none of these two people were reconciled.

Chen Yu said in a deep voice: "Master, just by what Concubine Qi did during her lifetime, it is impossible for King Ning to inherit the unification."

There was already a hint of despair in King An's eyes: "My father didn't go to my heart, why is it impossible for him?"

Chen Yu clenched his fists tightly, and his gaze was extremely firm: "If Your Majesty really doesn't mind at all, why don't you just make an order to establish a prince?" Your Majesty must have concerns, what you are worried about is the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and the mouths of countless officials, Your Majesty still does not dare to face these officials, even if King Ning ascends the throne? Will he be able to sit still?"

It's just that how could such a few words be appeased, and King An's heart was flustered at this time? He asked again, "King Ning has military power, so how can he be afraid of those officials?"

Chen Yu smiled, and he said, "If King Ning uses his military power, this name of usurpation will be confirmed."

"If he is really a usurper, what can we do about him?"

"If he is a usurper, we will do what is right, and we will be famous."

Since the beginning of the year, Qin Heng has been to the court less than ten times, and he can't say a few words while sitting in the court during those ten times, almost all of them are Zhang Fu and Jiang Yan who have made a decision, thinking that Qin Heng's body will become weaker and weaker, and then one day he will be gone if he can't hold it out.

But who knew that it was only April, and the saint suddenly had the spirit again, and he was able to handle several government affairs without saying anything about going to court for three days in a row.

After that, when the fold handed over by the courtiers was sent down again, Qin Heng's imperial pen approval could already be seen. Those people whose eyes wandered between King An and King Ning gradually stopped, but they all muttered in their hearts, and no one knew what was going on with the saint.

From time to time there are rumors in the capital, legend has it that a miracle doctor came from the people, and he gave His Majesty a consultation in front of the emperor, and set a prescription in a few words, and even the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital could not understand what the principle of this prescription was. Your Majesty took the medicine according to the prescription, and it was fine.

Saying that, everyone in the court knows that this is nonsense, and it is better to believe in this miracle doctor's theory, than to believe that it is the true dragon spirit of His Majesty

Absolutely, there is the blessing of God.

But the good times didn't last long, it was the height of summer, when he went to the court in the morning, the son of heaven was still ruddy and talked as usual, and the officials below were halfway through the words, and Qin Heng suddenly fell into a coma above the court like last time.

Seeing the palace people move Qin Heng to the Warm Pavilion, Zhang Fu's heart sank. This is the second time, and it seems to be even more serious than the first, and I think of His Majesty's condition suddenly improved a few days ago...... Isn't this a return to the past?

Zhang Fu is not the only one, there are so many officials in the DPRK and China that they think so in their hearts, but no one dares to say it.

Zhang Fu groaned and made a decision: "Two princes, it is not known how His Majesty's dragon body is now, no matter what...... The two of you will go with the old minister to the palace and wait."