Feng Miao didn't remember how she went back to Huayin Palace, and when she got up early the next morning, from her left shoulder to her entire back, she was sore and asked when she brought the little palace maid to deliver breakfast, and only then did she vaguely say that Yuan Hong sent her back last night.

Huayin Hall is as quiet as a forgotten paradise, and more than ten days have passed, and Yuan Hong has not been to Huayin Hall once. If he doesn't come, Feng Miao won't go to Chengyang Palace either. She knew that there were too many differences in the ideas of the two, and maybe she couldn't say who was right and who was wrong. She just didn't understand why Yuan Hong was in such a hurry to force her, as if she wanted to make her a long-sleeved politician immediately. She also didn't understand why Yuan Hong had to start with the people closest to her, why she couldn't be given a little time to learn to adapt.

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of the month, and since Feng Miao was made empress, once every three months, Yuan Hong would go to the palace hall with her to persuade those noble children to study, so as to show that the emperor and empress attached great importance to and advocated Sinology. This month is precisely the day when the emperor and queen go to the palace to persuade them to study. This is also the day when the emperor and queen go to persuade the emperor and queen to study together after calling those school-age women into the palace. Seeing that it was almost here, Yuan Hong still didn't say anything, Feng Miao didn't feel at ease when he thought about it, afraid that he would be too busy and forget about it.

She didn't want to bow her head first, so she hesitated a few times, and finally called a little eunuch and asked him to go to Chengyang Palace to ask for an order, and ask what day of the month to go to the school in the palace. In fact, the day has always been set on the fifth day of the first month of each month, which has long been a custom.

The little eunuch's expression was a little strange, and he said with a little caution, "Queen Mother, the emperor is not in the palace, and now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in charge of the country." ”

Feng Miao didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while, and asked a little stunned, "Is the emperor going to Songshan again?" Without waiting for the little eunuch to continue, Feng Miao realized that something was wrong, stood up abruptly and asked, "The emperor went to the south to conquer?" ”

"The day after Niangniang returned to Huayin Palace, the emperor set off," the little eunuch lowered his head and spoke, but peeked at her from time to time, "The emperor is in a hurry, we just should ...... I already know it. ”

Feng Miao waved weakly, "Got it, you go down." How could she not know, maybe it was because of the few words she said that Yuan Hong went in such a hurry.

Since using the medicine given by Mrs. Li for the last time, Yuan Hong's health has indeed been much better than before, and he can even ride a horse, as long as he doesn't go too fast. However, the environment in the army is difficult, and he often has to travel urgently overnight, and a healthy adult man will still feel tired, not to mention Yuan Hong, who has not recovered from his illness?

She suddenly remembered that she didn't know if there were any loyal people around Yuan Hong to follow, so she hurriedly sent someone to ask, and heard that Yuan Xian, the king of Shiping, also went with the emperor's Luan, so she was a little relieved. With the prince in charge of the country, all the performances will be sent directly to the Yongtai Hall where the prince lives, and Feng Miao will naturally no longer ask. If you can't see the recital and battle report, you have no way to know the situation on the front line, so you can only silently hope that Yuan Hong will return safely.

At night, Huai'er went to bed early, and Feng Miaoda lay next to him with her eyes open, thinking about the last day over and over again. If she hadn't said the last sentence so impulsively, maybe Yuan Hong wouldn't have set off in such a hurry.

At this time, Yuan Hong had already arrived at the Gutang Yuan Palace, which was only half a day's journey away from the garrison of the Southern Expeditionary Army. This palace was originally built a few years ago to command the southern expedition, and Yuan Hong had lived here temporarily several times. It is said to be a palace, but in fact, there are only a few simple palace rooms, which are far less than the scale of the two imperial palaces in Pingcheng and Luoyang.

His body was still very weak, and after applying acupuncture according to the method Mrs. Li said, his meridian acupuncture points were almost sealed, and he could not do intense activities. Therefore, he traveled all the way in a carriage, and thick curtains hung on all sides of the carriage to prevent people from seeing what he was like when he became ill. After entering the Gutang Yuan Palace, Yuan Hong only let King Shiping serve by his side, and all edicts were passed on by King Shiping, and the emperor easily did not see outsiders.

When he really arrived in the army, Yuan Hong clearly saw what kind of situation Wang Xuanzhi was facing. In the past, every time the emperor drove a personal expedition, the officials in charge of transporting grain and grass worked very hard to show themselves in front of the emperor. But when it was Wang Xuanzhi's turn to command the army, those Xianbei officials did not dare to disobey the emperor's will, and the amount of transportation was enough, but the time was always inadvertently a little at night, and some of them would happen to be spilled when they were transported. Sometimes, just because of this little belation, the best opportunity to pursue the deserters of the Southern Dynasty will be missed.

But Wang Xuanzhi had his own solution, he calculated in detail the amount of grain and grass that soldiers and horses normally needed, and when the army attacked and pursued, the daily ration was slightly more than the normal amount, so as to ensure that both men and horses had enough strength. When the army was stationed to rest, the ration was only half of the normal amount, and the soldiers and horses who did not have enough to eat could go around the camp and think of their own solutions. In this way, not only did he ensure the morale of the attack, but also saved a lot of food stocks, even if the grain and grass sent from the rear occasionally a few days a day later, or a little less, he could use the stock of food to replenish first.

Yuan Hong looked at the documents and records in the army, and couldn't help but sigh, Wang Xuanzhi is indeed a talent, he is a typical scholar and literati, but he uses the mind of a literati to command 100,000 soldiers of the Southern Expedition. After reading more than half of the documents, Yuan Hong felt a little puzzled, this way to conquer the city, Wang Xuanzhidu was very calm, and he was not greedy for merit. The army was stationed in Huai'an, apparently also to recuperate, and was preparing to continue to advance to Jiankang, the capital of the Southern Dynasties. Seeing that it was about to be completed, how could Wang Xuanzhi suddenly leave the army and go to Yunyang Town?

He pointed to the map drawn on the sheepskin with his finger, thought carefully for a long time, and called Wang Yuanxian of Shiping and said, "Go and spread my will, and order the right general in the army to bring 10,000 people to Yunyang Town to relieve the siege and save people, and be sure to bring Wang Xuanzhi back, even if he breaks his hands and feet, he must bring back the living people who still have one breath left!" ”

Yuan Xian hugged his fists and agreed, but he still hesitated a little, "Brother Huang, send 10,000 people to save 2,000 people, will it ...... Too wasteful? Besides, it's been so many days, and it's hard to say how many of those 2,000 people are left. ”

Yuan Hong's gaze kept falling on the map, and there was a place that Wang Xuanzhi had circled with a pen, and he said in a deep voice, "Go, these 10,000 people will not be wasted." ”

In the Luoyang Palace, Feng Miao was sitting in the school opened by the royal family, wearing a single phoenix and a golden hairpin, wearing a peony-patterned cloud brocade deep coat, looking at the twelve young girls who were curling and tingting. They were all selected from the noble families in Luoyang City, and they were all born with good faces and demure manners. In front of the queen, the crown prince and the six princesses, they lowered their heads according to etiquette, but their eyes were faintly flowing with expectation.

The current Feng Miao is a legend in their hearts, from the daughter of the concubine of the prince of Changli born to the lowly singer, to the queen of the Great Wei in the world, she has realized all the dreams that a woman can have. Because the emperor favored her, he no longer favored the other concubines, and even allowed them to go home and remarry. I heard that this queen was loved by the emperor because of her quick thinking and gentle manners. For a time, both Xianbei's daughter and the Han family's young lady followed the example of Empress Feng, chanting, reading, making incense, and tasting tea, hoping to get the favor of the royal family and fly to the branches one day.

Feng Miao secretly looked at Yuan Ke's expression several times, and saw that he didn't pay special attention to any woman, and only called out "cousin" with a slight smile when Gao Ying, the daughter of the Gao family, stepped forward to salute. When Yu Qiuwan, the niece of the leading general Yu Lie, held the pipa and presented a song, Yuan Ke was even more absent-minded, and his eyes couldn't help but drift out of the window.

Yu Qiuwan's pipa is played very well, her ten fingers are flying like butterflies on the strings, and the music is smooth, obviously she has worked hard. But even Feng Miao shook her head again and again, although there was not a single note in the song, but there was a little less affection for wanting to say goodbye, compared to Gao Zhaorong's appearance of holding the pipa in his arms and looking forward to the brilliance. With a jewel like Gao Zhaorong in front of her, it's no wonder that Yuan Ke will be disdainful of her.

Feng Miao couldn't help but glance at Yuan Ke again, and saw that he was looking at the palace road outside the window with heavy eyes, and five or six young sisters-in-law were being led by a eunuch in charge of the palace, walking towards the outside of the palace. It was the sixth princess who was summoned into the palace from Minghang Temple a few days ago to do business, all of them were fifteen or sixteen years old very young women, even if they were wearing gray clothes, they couldn't hide the bright spring light on their bodies.

The sister-in-law who walked at the end seemed to be younger, no more than eleven or twelve years old, and her oversized clothes were wrapped around her, and she walked with a swing. It should be the first time for her to follow the senior sisters into the palace, walking slowly, looking at everything that feels novel. When she was about to step out of the palace gate, she turned back a little reluctantly, wanting to take another look at the carved beams and paintings behind her, and her eyes met Yuan Ke's eyes. With a pair of smart big eyes, with an innocence that does not stain the world, the sister-in-law has no cowardice, and actually purses her lips and smiles at Yuan Ke.

The voices of other sisters-in-law calling her outside the door, urging her to go faster, and the sister-in-law dropped the grass stalk in her hand and ran out quickly.

Feng Miao retracted her gaze and sighed silently in her heart, compared to the pretty shadow on the palace road outside the window, these ladies who made every gesture were really as boring as clay puppets. Yuan Ke also turned his head and praised Miss Yu Jia a few words in a timely manner, asking someone to reward her with jade Ruyi. Da Wei still valued gold and rewarded her with jade, in fact, he had inadvertently shown that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not take a fancy to her.

From an impartial point of view, most of the candidates for the crown princess will be the future queen, and Miss Yu has an uncle who is in charge of the Yulin guards, and he is also dignified and well-behaved, so he is the most suitable candidate. Now that the emperor and King Shiping are not in Beijing, the loyalty of the leading general Yu Lie is even more important. Just when Qiu Wan was a little disappointed and about to retire, Feng Miao took off a Jiuhuan hairpin inlaid with night pearls from her head, and rewarded her casually, saying that she would add a decoration.

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