Nan Yinglin scolded Xu Shan, and took a few copies of the folds to see by himself. The content of these memorandas is similar to Xu Shan's, all of which say that he disregarded national politics, etiquette, and pleasure.

The more he looked at it, the more angry he became, when he raised troops to rebel in Beihan last year, didn't Nan Jingpei also accompany his Concubine Jiang Xian to live in Anbian Palace for half a year? How can Nan Jingpei have fun, but when he comes here, it will all become a big rebellion?

"And this, and this, and this!" One by one, he slapped the folds on the table: "I have removed these three pugs too!" ”

Wen Yuan took the fold and looked at the payment, and there were three imperial histories.

"Your Majesty, if you dismiss the four imperial historians at once, I am afraid it will cause criticism from the government and the public."

He glanced at Wen Yuan sharply: "What? You're here to preach to me, too? ”

Wen Yuan didn't dare to say anything more, so he only responded and said in a low voice: "Weichen is going to draft the purpose." ”

He was angry, and his sleepiness was swept away. Wu Zi took the fold to see, the window lattice was not closed, the evening breeze blew through the lamps and candles, blowing the candles suddenly swayed. He was a little distracted, he only felt that the paper was full of strange words with some rugged turns, he was a little dazzled, and unconsciously, Shen Yunzhen's figure appeared in front of him.

She straddled the horse and laughed heartily.

This smile is so overwhelming, and it is so seductive, he holds a pen in one hand, staring at the lamp and candle stupidly, as if it is not a candle, but her bright smile.

After a while, he suddenly heard Wen Yuan call him, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the ink with the low tip of the pen had stained a large piece of music. The color of this cinnabar is quite similar to the red she wears today, and he gently hooks the corners of his lips.

"Your Majesty, let's let Weichen read it, right?" Wen Yuan carefully took the cinnabar-dyed fold.

Nan Yinglin really couldn't gather his spirits, so he put down his pen and said: "That's it, I'm really tired, I'll start tomorrow, just leave these in the car and watch." ”

The next morning, he boarded the royal car, but he smelled a burst of fragrance in his face. In the corner of the car, there is a red gold silk hollow incense sachet, and a ball of incense is burning in Nana.

"What is this?" He asked, fiddling with the sachet.

Wu Bei pulled his horse to his window and said in a low voice: "Back to the emperor, it was sent by Qingluo, the palace maid beside Concubine Chen." ”

He smiled, leaned in and sniffed it, the aroma was refreshing and drowsy. He was sleepy and thick, and he took a nap under a thin sheet. He slept for a long time, and when he got up, he didn't want to do anything, and he felt hungry, and there were small noodles and fruits on the small table, so he ate two pieces. After eating enough, I felt sleepy, and I closed my eyes and slept until dark.

There were recitals sent to the palace every day, and he really didn't want to check them, so he threw them all to Wen Yuan to dispose of. Zuo Wenyuan is also his close minister, and his words and deeds can always be in line with his heart.

He decided not to bother with the affairs of the court and China, and played with her for a few months in peace.

Seeing that the government had been delayed day by day, Wen Yuan was a little frightened, although he had a different opinion from that imperial historian Xu Shanzheng, but the two of them unexpectedly reached an agreement on this matter.

Whenever Wen Yuan looked for an opportunity to persuade him to pay more attention to government affairs, Nan Yinglin put on an angry face and scolded with a face: "I have not been idle since I was born, and it is easy to survive to this day, and I sit firmly on the throne of the emperor, don't I even have the right to give myself a vacation?" ”

The sudden relaxation of a person who has been tense all his life is really exaggerated and terrifying. But Wen Yuan didn't dare to say anything more, so he had to keep his mouth shut in disgrace.

Without the trouble of government affairs, he can play with her wholeheartedly. Shen Yunzhen can always come up with some new ways to play, which surprises him, but he is eager to try, so he plays all the way to Anbian Palace, and then plays all over Yushan.

He can even put down the emperor's shelf, carry a small bamboo basket on his back and accompany her to the cliff on the top of the mountain to collect medicine, and it will be a day to go, so that no one in the palace can find the emperor's shadow.

But he didn't think it was a big deal, and every time he saw her dig out a strange lump of grass with a small shovel, he couldn't help but come up and look at it.

She memorized those soup songs, rhyming and long, although he couldn't understand a word, but he always patiently listened to her memorize. Every time he saw her holding a long grass root and shouting at him happily, the joy in his heart could not be concealed at all.

The two of them, even dressed as ordinary people, sneaked down the mountain to the common people's villages, and found a small restaurant to eat wontons. The food is not delicious, the skin is thick, the filling is less, and the taste is light. But when he looked at her face, he felt that the bowl was not ordinary wontons at all, but delicacies from the mountains and seas.

She really didn't mention Nan Jingpei again, not even half a word.

She laughs when she is very happy, and chases after him when she is unhappy. Sometimes he would run away, sometimes he would turn around, and she would hit him headbutt.

He put his arm around her shoulders and said to her, "Yunzhen, you smile so beautifully." ”

She always had to ask, "Really?" Then came a sweeter and hearty laugh.

They played in Yushan for a whole month, and when they returned to the palace one day, they suddenly saw Wen Yuan and other courtiers kneeling in the courtyard to plead guilty. Shen Yun really retreated to the back and didn't come out again, Nan Yinglin smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

There was silence in the courtyard, and only the heavy gasps of people could be heard.

"What the hell is going on?" Nan Yinglin frowned and asked again.

He asked several times, and finally got an answer from Wen Yuan's mouth: "The Northern Han was lost, the 200,000 army suffered heavy casualties, and the surviving soldiers also surrendered to the rebels. Xu Yongchang waved his army south, threatening to capture Jingshi. ”

Nan Yinglin's face suddenly turned pale, and he scratched his head in annoyance: "He only has 100,000 Su family troops, can't I send twice as many troops as him to stop him?" ”

Wen Yuan pursed his lips, those soldiers who had just been recruited from Tong Anzhou had never fought before, and they didn't even have time to train, so they were hurriedly pulled to the battlefield, how could they be compared with the well-trained and experienced Su Jiajun? It's a fluke to get tied, but it's just reasonable to not be able to beat.

Wen Yuan said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Changxin sent someone to send a fold, please show the emperor." ”

Nan Yinglin strode into the Luling Hall where he lived, and saw that a thick stack of folds had been placed on the table. He flipped through one copy casually, it was a battle report, and the other was a war report, this thick stack, all of them were defeated military reports!

His mood suddenly fell to the bottom, and he angrily overturned the table, and the paper, pen, ink, and inkstones on the table were scattered all over the ground along with the music.

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! He rushed out of the hall hatefully and pointed at Wen Yuan: "There is no top-notch use, they are all waste who eat dry rice!" ”

The people kneeling in the courtyard were just civilian officials who followed the court, how could they know the urgency of the war? I only know that the battle is lost, the emperor is not happy to find someone to vent his anger, and their heads will move at any time.

The kneeling courtiers saw that the emperor was furious, and they kowtowed like pounding garlic. For a while, the courtyard sounded one after another "The emperor's anger".

Nan Yinglin was tired of scolding, and when he ran out of words, he waved his hand weakly. He sat on the threshold in a dejected voice, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "You all stand down and let me be quiet." ”

He sat here dejectedly until the stars in the sky gradually became clear, until the cicadas chirped and clattered, until the breeze brushed his cheeks slightly. He finally let out a long sigh and buried his head deep in his palm.

"What's wrong?" A gentle female voice sounded behind her.

He felt a warm hand caressing his back, and when he turned his head, Shen Yun was really standing beside him with a bowl of lotus seed soup. He smiled and shook his head, "Nothing. ”

She smiled and sat down beside him: "I know that the war in Beihan is not going well, I have heard it." ”

He was a little ashamed, as if he had done something very sorry for her.

She also knew that he was ashamed, and he boasted about Haikou before, saying that it was easy to kill Xu Yongchang. Now that the battle is like this, although he is not talented, he still knows shame and honor in the end.

Shen Yunzhen gently stroked his sideburns: "Isn't it just a battle?" Victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, how can anyone win every time? If you win every time, won't you become a god? ”

Nan Yinglin's eyes closed lightly, and one hand pressed on the back of Shen Yunzhen's hand, his palms were full of cold sweat, damp and slightly cool.

"Yes, I won't lose to him every time, don't worry." He said.

Shen Yunzhen sneered: "Okay, a good man has ambitions in all directions, I know you will win next time." She shoved the bowl into his hand: "Eat it while it's hot, you haven't eaten all night." ”

The lotus seed soup was sweet and refreshing, and he felt his appetite increase after just smelling it. The temperature was just right, and he scooped it with a spoon and ate it in large gulps.

After eating a bowl of soup, he turned his head and said to her: "I must not let Xu Yongchang occupy the Northern Cold, never." ”

She was stunned for a moment, and then heard him say again: "I will give an order to requisition five times his troops, I don't believe it, the 500,000 army can't wipe out a single Xu Yongchang!" ”

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"Five hundred thousand?!" Concubine Su De's eyes widened, and she looked at Shen Yunzhen in a daze: "I'm afraid this matter will make a big fuss, five times the number of troops, and there are only 100,000 people in my uncle's hands, can he be able to defeat it." ”

Shen Yunzhen lowered her eyelids slightly, and the faint yellow light shadow reflected the outline of her face gloomily.

"So," she said in a low voice, "we're going to have to work hard so that he can't mobilize the 500,000 troops." ”

Concubine Su De frowned: "I don't understand, you and I are just women in the deep palace, and being an adulterous concubine who charms the heart of the monarch is already the limit of you and me, this matter of court politics, I'm afraid we can't interfere in any case." ”

Shen Yunzhen smiled slightly, they couldn't intervene, but someone could.

"Sister, Lord Ling Zun is now a prince of the court, a very popular minister, and he must be able to speak in front of the Marquis of Changxin. As long as my sister sends a letter to Master Su and knows the reason, she will be seven or eight points sure of this matter. ”

Concubine Su De's eyes flickered slightly, and she sighed again in an instant: "I can write letters, but I'm afraid that my father won't listen to me." ”

Shen Yunzhen bit her lip: "In this way, let me write this letter." ”