"Lord Wang, the prime minister is waiting to see ...... in the main hall" An Ruiqi has been sleepless for several days, and it is rare to have a moment of sleep at this time, but he has to disturb his peace because of the arrival of the prime minister, and the leader can't help but feel guilty.

"Okay......" An Ruiqi rubbed his worried eyes and struggled to stand up. After a short rest, the heat did not subside slightly, but became more and more intense, and the limbs burned as if they were burned, but they were groggy. Thinking of dealing with the prime minister's stern questioning next, An Ruiqi felt a splitting headache. "Go and ask for a miracle doctor......" After entering the house, An Ruiqi whispered to the leader, and the leader immediately walked away after hearing it.

In the main hall, the prime minister and An Dingguo sat on one side, their expressions serious and relatively speechless. An Ruiqi held his breath and walked in slowly, and the two of them immediately stepped forward to salute when they saw it, although their demeanor was respectful, but there seemed to be anger between their eyebrows. An Ruiqi knew that this matter was unavoidable, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile. He glanced at the vacant seat in the center, and after saluting one by one, he walked straight to An Dingguo's seat and stood with his hands down. In this way, he is not a prince, but just a junior who is humbly taught. Seeing that he had a modest attitude, and deigned to serve tea to himself, the anger in their hearts calmed down a little, and they silently returned to their seats one after the other.

As soon as the tea is boiled, the lid is lifted, and the fragrance of tea is sprinkled and fills the room. The prime minister stared at An Ruiqi through the mist, and asked coldly: "The prince now has the power of 100,000 troops, I don't know what to do in the future?" ”

Sure enough, his every move is under the control of the prime minister. An Ruiqi smiled lightly, but he was not annoyed, he had already achieved his wish, so why bother with those details. "Back to Xiangye, the younger generation please lead the troops to guard the northern border, the emperor has approved." An Ruiqi replied indifferently.

When An Dingguo heard this, he immediately frowned and turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of reproach.

After hearing this, the prime minister also looked angry, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "The prince sits on the throne of supporting the prince of the country, how can he ignore the fief? Seeing An Ruiqi smiling and silent, the prime minister was suddenly stunned, slowly tightened his fists, and said sharply: "Could it be that you are ...... prince?"

"Xiangye is wise! By the emperor's holy grace, the younger generation was given the three mansions in the north, and from then on they must follow the example of filial piety and virtuous grandchildren, inherit the family motto of the country, and take it as their responsibility to quell the chaos and peace of the country. An Ruiqi said lightly.

The court has a law, where the royal land is granted, half of the taxes collected will be sent to the king, and the rest will be handed over to the court. The princes all coveted the three counties in the south of the Yangtze River, in addition to coveting their comfort, they also valued their tax income. Squandering pleasures is secondary, and the most important thing is to stabilize the morale of the army. It is necessary to know that the military salaries of the army under their command are all paid by the prince's mansion, and in the face of tens of thousands of military salaries per month, it is common to make ends meet. Praying that the king gave up the south of the river and took the north border, it was undoubtedly a self-cutting arm, did he really have no intention of taking the throne? Or did he not hesitate to make a desperate bet to dispel the emperor's doubts? Seeing An Ruiqi's calm and relaxed appearance, the prime minister immediately denied the latter thought.

Without waiting for the prime minister to ask, An Ruiqi opened his mouth again and told the two of them in detail about today's face, and repeatedly hinted at how the emperor relied on An Jiajun and how he relied on General An, which really made An Dingguo's blood churn and he was grateful. After experiencing the changes in the court that day, the emperor knew that he had a great relationship with the prime minister, and he was still willing to entrust his safety to the hands of An Jiajun, and left the elite of Anjia Army to deploy in Beijing. What a holy grace is such conviction? If you still have two hearts, you are really in vain! However, what about the last order of the first emperor and the last wish of the protector of the country? An Dingguo lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and thought hard to no avail.

Seeing that An Dingguo was in a dilemma, the prime minister had mixed feelings in his heart. He was annoyed that An Ruiqi had failed the hard work of the first emperor and the protector, and he was angry that An Ruiqi did not use his wisdom properly. What he said just now clearly wanted to shake General An's determination! At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder if the belief he had held on to for years was correct. Regardless of whether An Ruiqi has the talent to govern the country or not, just looking at his indifferent temperament that is indisputable with the world, it is not the demeanor that a monarch should have. Moreover, since the emperor inherited the unification, he has worked hard to govern the country, and his words and deeds are beyond criticism. In this way, the emperor may not be much inferior to the king of prayer, if the first emperor is still there, seeing the current situation, it is not known whether he will change his original intention, after all, the first emperor has never punished and belittled the prince, so it can be seen that he is not dissatisfied with this prince. It's a pity that no matter how he speculates, he will never know the true heart of the deceased...... At the beginning of the war, the wind and rain were shaky, the country was full of devastation, and then could not withstand the slightest devastation, first there were natural disasters and then wars, the people were miserable, and then could not withstand the slightest turmoil, in order to support the king to ascend the throne, launched a war, resulting in the people's misery, the lives of the miserable, is it really worth it? Especially, this throne, he doesn't care about it at all! That's it! Destiny cannot be violated, since he insists on this, let him go......

Thinking of this, the prime minister rubbed his temples, then took out a stack of brocade stickers from his sleeve, handed them to An Ruiqi, and said lonely: "The old man was entrusted by someone to send a few invitations to the prince, and asked the prince to take a look." ”

An Ruiqi saw that Cheng Xiang had the intention of letting go, and the thousand-pound boulder pressing on his heart moved away a little, and a faint smile appeared on his mouth. He stepped forward respectfully and took it with both hands. After a brief reading, An Ruiqi gradually smiled, and his eyes became deep and cold.

"Several important ministers in the court want to marry the prince, but they are afraid of being abrupt, so they ask the old man to convey it on their behalf, hoping that the prince can be a guest in various mansions, so that he can get acquainted with the thousands of daughters in the mansion by the way." The prime minister took a sip of tea and continued to say unhurriedly: "The prince has reached the age of marriage, the north is bitter and barren, and he has no relatives, why doesn't the prince decide his marriage before leaving?" Don't forget, the orthodoxy of the protector is now the only one left! ”

"The prime minister should know what this king thinks." An Ruiqi clutched the stack of brocade stickers tightly, and his face became more and more pale.

As soon as An Ruiqi's words fell, the prime minister pressed the teacup heavily on the wooden table and made a clang. "So, how many more years does the prince plan to waste for that woman?"

An Ruiqi chuckled, and replied lightly: "Xiang Ye has been observing festivals for his deceased wife for more than 30 years, and he has not remarried. ”

After hearing this, the prime minister slapped the case and said angrily: "Lord Wang! Humble Jing is the wife of the old man Ming Media, and she has been married to the old husband for many years, how can that woman be compared! ”

Hearing this, An Ruiqi also stood up, his eyes were cold, his words were sharp, and he replied: "How does Xiangye know that her love for this king is not as important as marrying a wife?" How do you know that we have not been in trouble together? "In her eyes, I am not the son of a forbearant general, not a heroic young general, not a prince and protector of the country who shoulders heavy responsibilities, but just me, a person named An Ruiqi. In front of her, I don't need to disguise, I don't need to disguise, I don't need to be reckless, just because no matter how unbearable I am, she will never dislike me, she is the only one in the world, even if I lose everything, she will treat me as before. Xiangye, General Anda, do you know what I have given up for the sake of my noble Heavenly Family status? If you had known, you might not have been able to embarrass me any more......

Sensing that An Ruiqi's hand holding on the wooden table trembled slightly, An Dingguo thought that he was too excited, until he saw beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, his eyes were scattered, and his face was bloodless.

"Xiangye, you don't know how much I cherish her......" After speaking, An Ruiqi's eyes darkened, and he fainted.

"Lord Wang!"

Hearing the screams of the prime minister and An Dingguo from the house, the leader rushed in with the divine doctor.

After the divine doctor gave An Ruiqi a pulse, his expression was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Send the prince back to the room." ”

Seeing this, the three of them felt a chill in their hearts, but none of them dared to ask for an understanding.