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Feng Dan didn't know what Tuoba Hong had planned, but time was pressing, he didn't have time to ask more, picked up the book and sealed the letter, got up and went outside the palace to arrange for Li Wangfu to bring a lot of entourage to Lingquan Palace, it was not difficult to find someone to run errands.

Tuoba Hong suddenly remembered something and asked, "Did the Empress Dowager already use the spice you talked about last time?" ”

"Did the emperor say that the beauty came at night," Feng Dan showed a secret and melancholy smile, "I have already sent it to the Empress Dowager, but it has not been effective so quickly, and I will have to wait a few more days." ”

Tuoba Hong nodded slightly, "You said that this spice is filled with nightshade pollen, which will make people feel weak and drowsy. As long as the Empress Dowager no longer interferes in court politics, it is enough, after all, she has raised and taught me. ”

Feng Dan lowered his head and was silent for a moment, and when he raised his head again, he seemed to have reverted to his unruly appearance, "The emperor wants to be a saint, and these trivial things will be left to me to do." Eating, drinking, burning, and listening to music, if I think I am second, no one in Pingcheng will dare to admit first. ”

Tuoba Hong casually asked him when he was going to prepare for the marriage with Princess Le'an, Feng Dan was a little absent-minded, and he couldn't even remember how many things he had prepared for the dowry, and he said that the Changli Mansion would have a special steward arrangement, and he would hide by himself.

Halfway through speaking, Tuoba Hong suddenly remembered the kind of balm called Beauty Night, and always felt that something was wrong, and asked in a deep voice, "If the Empress Dowager often burns this spice, the fragrance will always remain in the room." You often go to talk to the Empress Dowager during this time, don't you also inhale the balm? ”

There was a flash of light like a firefly in Feng Dan's eyes, and it quickly turned into a touch of loneliness, "The beauty is made of fresh flowers and leaves at night, and it must be transported by a fast horse, and it will be used up within three years." The residual fragrance is no longer very effective. ”

"If the minister really can't do anything anymore because he has sucked a beautiful woman at night," he squinted his eyes and smiled narrowly, "Then the emperor will really reward the minister with a few beauties, and let the minister get drunk and dream of death, and he will not be missing at all." ”

The two chatted leisurely until the time was about to pass, and Liu Quan, the inner supervisor, hurriedly came in and whispered a few words in Tuoba Hong's ear. Tuoba Hong listened intently, his tightly knit brows gradually relaxed, and he said to Feng Dan with a smile, "In the Yichun Garden where the envoys from the north lived, a thief was caught, and it happened that the leaders of Rouran, Gaoche, and Tuyuhun were all there, and the thief who stole chickens and dogs was locked up, but no one was allowed to make a noise. ”

Feng Dan knew as soon as he heard that the so-called "thief" should be the little guy he sent out earlier. The man was a groom who came with him in the palace of Changli, and he was born with a stutter. Seeing that Tuoba Hong was in a good mood and seemed to be in control, Feng Dan couldn't help but ask curiously, "A letter and a little guy who doesn't say a word can make these leaders of the northern land settle down?" ”

"Didn't I get five hundred taels of gold for nothing," Tuoba Hong pointed to the list of envoys from the Northlands with his fingers, and said with a smile, "The important thing is that letter, the words are sincere and touching, and I have used all the literary talents I have saved in the first half of my life on this." ”

Feng Dan couldn't help but laugh too, and asked, "What is written in the letter?" The emperor is determined to let his ministers die in a hurry. ”

"I promised that as long as he accomplished something for me, he would take Fang Mountain as the boundary and give them all the mountains, forests and pastures in the north for grazing and running horses. In the future, my eldest princess will be born, and then I will marry him as a family of children and friends, and I will be friends for generations. It's just—" Tuobahiro's gaze swept over the map of the mountains and rivers of the Northland, "my letter is not titled, nor does it say what it is. ”

Feng Dan suddenly realized, the words on the letter were conclusive but vague, the leaders of the Northland saw the letter together, but everyone only knew that the letter was not written to themselves, and they didn't know who it was meant for. At this time, silence will be regarded as acquiescence, and trying to defend will be seen as deliberate acting, coupled with a messenger who can't speak clearly, the suspicion between the leaders of the Northland has planted the seeds.

"Someone must be unable to sleep tonight," Tuoba Hong got up, paced around a few times, and asked the inner supervisor to fetch the palace lantern, "I'm going to sleep, and I'll give them another big gift tomorrow." Before leaving the door, he turned around and said to Feng Dan, "Those people you trained for me are very good!" ”

When the Empress Dowager heard about this, it was already early the next morning. Aunt Cui was combing her hair in a bun, and the Queen Mother was so angry that she broke the peachwood mallet in her hand. There was no news from the palace last night, and she knew that Rouran didn't do it as agreed. It wasn't until someone came to tell her what happened in the Summer Spring Garden last night that she thought that it must have been her good grandson who did it early.

From a ten-year-old girl to a woman who has grown into an adult of nearly half a hundred, the lesson taught her from her palace life is that anger cannot solve any problems. The Empress Dowager quickly calmed down and said to Aunt Cui, "Go and invite the Rouran Khan, the mourning family wants to choose a good horse for the Khan, and ask the Khan what kind of horse has the most docile temperament, and what kind of whip should be used to whip the disobedient wild horse." ”

Yu Jiulu Yucheng soon came, greeting the Empress Dowager with the etiquette of a grassland tribe, his tone was respectful and polite, but he did not give an inch between his words, "The Empress Dowager probably has never really raised horses, if you want to make the horse run fast, you can't rely on whips alone, and you have to give it plenty of water and forage." We move here and there every year in search of the fattest pastures and the sweetest water sources to graze the horses we treat as friends. ”

The Empress Dowager sneered disdainfully, "This is naturally the case with obedient horses, but if the horse is too wild, it depends on whether the whip in his hand is ruthless enough." ”

She took a small gold-covered locket inlaid with opal from her hand, took out a parchment letter from it, and slowly unfolded it and put it in front of her eyes. The letter was written in Xianbei language, and there was a beast tooth wearing a gold ring in one corner, which was the mark of the supreme ruler of Rouran, and in the eyes of the Rouran people, it was similar to the jade seal of the Central Plains Dynasty.

"When your father Khan was seriously ill and dying, he wrote a letter to the Emperor of Great Wei, requesting that his successor be continued to be canonized as Rouran Khan and given him the honorific title." The Empress Dowager looked carefully at the words on the parchment letter, and said slowly, "But the heir he chose was not you, but your uncle." ”

The young hero on the grassland, his face suddenly changed, and he reached out to grab the old sheepskin, "This is impossible!" "He is the most heroic of all the sons of his father Khan, and his mother is the favorite concubine of his father Khan.

The Empress Dowager pulled her hand back, and the parchment letter fell back into the box, and with a press of her fingers, the lid "clicked" shut. "Your father Khan wrote that your mother was a slave girl whom he had taken when he was conquering a small tribe in the vicinity, and she had given birth to you eight months after she brought her into the king's tent." The Empress Dowager's voice was unusually calm and cruel, "Because his beloved concubine has been childless, he left you, but he can't pass on the throne of Rouran to you." ”

She looked at Yu Jiulu's Yucheng's gradually whitening face, and continued, "The mourning family remembers very well that this letter was delivered in June, and the edict has not been prepared until August. At this time, news came that the previous Khan of Rouran had passed away. The letter was suppressed, and the content of the originally prepared edict was changed. ”

The nomadic tribes of the steppe do not have the orthodox concept of being young, but they consider themselves to be the descendants of the gods, and the most important is pure blood. Under no circumstances can the people of Rouran accept a king with lowly tribal blood, no matter how brave and intelligent the king is.

"I don't believe it! You old witch must have lied to me! "The Rouran King, who has always been calm and wise, was shattered by this secret, and all the pride in his heart was shattered, "I am the son of the only concubine of my father Khan, I am the son of the wolf god, and I am not a lowly herdsman......"

"The mourning family is old, and they don't like to toss these old things, as long as the horse is obedient, the mourning family is not willing to use the whip." The Empress Dowager pushed the gold-covered locket aside, "It's okay to mourn the family, let this secret always be just a secret." ”

Yu Jiulu's Yucheng squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "What does the Empress Dowager want me to serve?" ”

The Empress Dowager nodded with satisfaction, and talked to smart people, as long as she clicked, "The mourning family just has a small thing that needs a safe person to do." ”

Aunt Cui willingly closed the door and window, and withdrew to guard the door.

The sun was shining brightly, and when Yu Jiulu Yucheng walked out of the Empress Dowager's room, his steps were also a little vain. After the initial shock, he quickly calmed his mind, whether the letter was true or not, it didn't matter anymore, he would never let anyone else know about it, and he would not tolerate anyone questioning his origins. He looked up at the sky, his fingers were quietly clenched, and it was not difficult to serve the Empress Dowager once. But after this time, he will always have a handle in the hands of the Empress Dowager, and he hates being threatened, especially by a woman.

Unconsciously, he followed the winding path in the palace, and got closer and closer to the residence of the clan relatives and nobles. Not far away, a handmaid-like person was taking a few little girls to dry clothes.

Rouran Khan straightened his clothes, walked up to the servant girl, and said, "Flying Frost girl, the sixth princess once said last time that she wanted to taste pure mare's milk wine. I'll have some delivered by horse, and we'll be there in three days. He approached Feishuang's side, blocked the movements of the two with his own figure, and ambiguously pinched Feishuang's wrist, and whispered, "Please help Feishuang girl and make an appointment with the princess for me." ”

Feishuang's pretty face was crimson, with a somewhat knowing expression, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Khan, don't worry, Feishuang will definitely arrange it for you and the princess." ”

At the angle that no one could see, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Rouran Khan's mouth, the situation in the Lingquan Palace was already tense enough, so simply let him light another fire.

Three days later, it was the day when the Empress Dowager and the Emperor inspected the Yonggu Mausoleum in Fangshan, and only the guards accompanied them, and the rest of the people stayed in the palace. It's rare to be busy, and the guards of the palace have also relaxed.

Feng Miao looked at the almost motionless sun shadow outside the house, and sat boredly. She can already cut the bass into thin slices without breaking. She was holding a handful of five-colored glass beads in her hand, and she was stunned, which was something she quietly brought out of the Fengyi Hall when she left the palace.

The shadow of the tree shook slightly, and the voice of the palace maid talking to the guards suddenly came from outside the door, "A few big brothers work hard, our mother goes in and says a few words, and these reward you for drinking." ”

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