Zhao Xu didn't answer directly, but fell into deep thought.

Tian Zhen's words gave him a wake-up call. What is lacking in the northwest at the moment is an upright official like Liao Qi, the kind of left and right and muddy, which will only be bad.

In addition, there is Zhang Duhu on Longyou Road, and Liao Qi is added to Liangzhou, and with him and the two of them in charge, the northwest can be safe.

But if you want Liao Qi to jump from the county order to the history of assassination, I am afraid that you will have to spend some time with the stubborn old ministers of the three provinces. Thinking of this, Zhao Xu suddenly felt a headache.

It is easy to demote Liao Qi out of Beijing, but it is even more difficult to get promoted.

Isn't that shooting yourself in the foot?

Zhao Xu's face sank like water. Anything that has anything to do with the Liu family must be a good thing!

"Everyone, how did Ning Shizhong do to invite Master Futu back to Kyoto? Did you mention it in the letter of the Baili Imperial Envoy? The slave and maid have admired Master Futu for a long time, and really want to see this enlightened monk with their own eyes. Tian Zhen seemed to be unintentional, but in fact, she deliberately reminded Zhao Xu.

Ning Shizhong?!

Zhao Xu's eyes lit up. Why did you forget Ning Lian?!

What's more, not only Ning Lian, but also Yang Xiang. As the so-called wall falls down and everyone pushes it, as long as Liu Weifeng can be unlucky, Yang Xiang will never stand idly by, and he will definitely be able to handle those annoying things properly.

Zhao Xu made up his mind and said to Tian Zhen: "I want to eat the flower balls made by Jingzhi, so I will go to Fenghuan Palace tonight." ”

"Yes!" Tian Zhen bowed in response.

Zhao Xu and Tian Zhen's master and servant, you and I will confirm Liao Qi's appointment as the assassin of Liangzhou. The hundred miles to see are extremely breathtaking. Before that, he never thought that the one who really had the ability to influence His Majesty's words and deeds would be Tian Zhen.

It was night, in Changchun Palace, Liu Yuan's long hair was scattered, holding this collection of poems in her hand and crooked on the bed, absentmindedly turning over the pages.

On that day, Zhao Xu used the excuse of reviewing the chapter in Changchun Palace in Changchun Palace and returned to Tongyi Palace. Although Zhao Xu was smiling on his face, Liu Yuan was always unsteady in her heart.

The eldest prince who jumped out for no reason has invisibly disrupted her plans. The ugly incident of Zhao Xin's broken sleeves was poked out so early, which made her lose her square inch. In this way, everything has to be considered in the long run.

Just thinking about it, Wanbao Cat came to Liu Yuan's side silently, and replied softly, "Niangniang, Your Majesty went to Fenghuan Palace." ”

This is fresh, Zhao Xu only went to Fenghuan Palace when he was looking forward to it, and played a loving couple with Yang Jingzhi. Is the sun coming out in the west today?

Liu Yuan threw away the poetry collection and sat up straight, "Good and dignified, what did San Lang do when he went to Fenghuan Palace?" ”

"Your Majesty said that you want to eat the flower cakes." Wan Bao said this, not believing it at all. "The aroma of boiled beans wafted throughout the Imperial City."

The implication is that all parts of the imperial city know that His Majesty has gone to Fenghuan Palace to eat the flower cakes. You don't need to ask to know that this is the wind specially blown by the queen, and the meaning is obvious, His Majesty the Emperor's love for his wife is half a lot.

Liu Yuan frowned, brushed her hair behind her ears, and said thoughtfully: "How do I think that something big is going to happen in the imperial city?" ”

Wan Bao pulled off a jacket from the screen and put it on for Liu Yuan, "Niangniang, will it be because of the prince, so Your Majesty ......" He didn't dare to say that because the prince broke his sleeves, he lost His Majesty's favor.

"If you want to say that this thing is also surprising, Xin'er came to me to make trouble, why did it happen so coincidentally that San Lang bumped into it?" Liu Yuan said, raising her eyebrows sharply, and looked at Wanbao, "Could it be that Changchun Palace is not clean?" ”

Regarding this matter, Wan Bao also doubted and inquired, and no one who dared to do anything outside the mouth.

"Niangniang, it's definitely not a rumor that leaked from our Changchun Palace, maybe it was just a coincidence that Your Majesty came on a whim."

Wanbao swears

, Liu Yuan was still skeptical, "That's not such a coincidence." ”

"Niangniang, didn't Lord Hou say last time that he was going to give the eldest prince to ......" Wan Bao raised his eyes and looked at Liu Yuan, "I don't know how this matter has been done?" ”

"What else? There was no wave in the imperial city, but it was not good. Liu Yuan propped her arms on the pillow, lazily grabbed the ends of her hair, and smoothed it for a while, "Baili Ke is not a fuel-efficient lamp." Again, the current San Lang is not the previous San Lang, he is a veritable emperor! ”

Liu Yuan laughed at herself, "If your wings are stiff, you can ignore the old feelings." You wait and see, San Lang is determined to make the eldest prince the crown prince. ”

Wan Bao's heart sank, "Niangniang, how is this?!" ”

"How's that good?" Liu Yuan's gaze gradually became cold, "What if Xin'er is really called the emperor?" Xin'er wants to be knowledgeable or not, if you want martial arts or not, if you want to be brave or not, you have a lustful heart, but he has a lustful heart for men. This kind of person, do you think he can be a good emperor? ”

Wan Bao lowered his eyes and was silent. What Liu Yuan said is true. Just looking at his appearance, Wan Bao felt that Huang Zixin did not have an imperial appearance.

"Xin'er is a superfluous burden!" Liu Yuan turned her head to look at the copper-embedded glass incense burner with a slow cigarette in the corner of the room, and muttered quietly: "However, he is still useful, let's keep it for now." ”

Then if it doesn't work, go there? Just like Zhao Niangzi? Wan Bao shrunk his neck, not daring to speak.

Fenghuan Palace.

After washing up, Zhao Xu and Yang Jingzhi finished washing, lay side by side on the bed, looking at the dragon and phoenix embroidered on the top of the tent, and were stunned.

Yang Jingzhi turned sideways and stared at Zhao Xu with a smile.

Soon, Zhao Xu felt her eyes burning, turned his head to look at her, and asked softly, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Look at you!" Yang Jingzhi said with a smile on her face.

Zhao Xu couldn't help laughing, "What else is there to see for the old husband and wife?" ”

A joke made Yang Jingzhi sad for no reason, and sighed, "Yes, I'm also old, and there's really nothing to see." Thinking back to the half of his youth in the imperial city, I sighed. It seems that she was a pampered little lady in the Yang Mansion yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, she became the queen of a country with tonight.

Wealth and glory, power in the harem, what about it? All these things that no one in the world can think of are just quicksand in the wind that is difficult to grasp in her eyes.

Zhao Xu stretched out his arm from the quilt and hugged Yang Jingzhi in his arms, "Look at you, what are you thinking?" Haven't I been here? ”

Yang Jingzhi silently asked in her heart, "What about tomorrow night?" Where are you? ”

The huge imperial city is his, and the huge Southern Qi is also his. And her little bed is destined to not be able to tie his heart and people.

Yang Jingzhi felt bitter in her heart, but she was smiling on her face, coquettish, "Ah Xu, how can I be cranky." ”

Zhao Xu raised his hand and rubbed Yang Jingzhi's forehead, "You." As soon as he looked down, he saw a few scattered white hairs on the top of Yang Jingzhi's head, looming in the black hair. Yang Jingzhi, who is gradually aging, reminds Zhao Xu everywhere that he is not young anymore. Therefore, Zhao Xu didn't want to see Yang Jingzhi, and didn't want to see the deepening wrinkles that she deliberately covered with fat powder, but couldn't cover up.

Zhao Xu didn't want to get old, but he couldn't do anything.

"Ah Xu, do you have something on your mind? Tell me about it, even if it can't help, you can feel better if you say it. "Yang Jingzhi is not confused. If it weren't for Shuowang, Zhao Xu came to Fenghuan Palace, and he must have asked his brother to help him do things.

"Well, what's on your mind." Zhao Xu increased the strength of his arm and tightly wrapped Yang Jingzhi in his arms.

Yang Jingzhi listened to Zhao Xu's powerful heartbeat through the bright yellow middle clothes, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips.

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