Author: Skyrim Drive

Feng He Xiangxiang snorted: "It's Uncle He who told Xiang'er about Juhuaxuan, and Wen Caizhe and Cousin Mao also know it." ”

Uncle He is the son of the clan, about the same age as Feng He Xiangxiang, but a generation older, Wen Caizhe is the son of Taixue Sacrifice Wine, Mao Wenwei is the son of Mao Yingyuan, and he is Feng He Xiangxiang's cousin. He Yue said: "Your cousin of the Zheng family didn't tinker with these bells and whistles with you?"

Feng He lowered his head and whispered, "Cousin Zheng doesn't understand this...... Say, it's not interesting. "Zheng Shaojun came down from Fanjing Mountain, in fact, he doesn't understand this, although he is alone in the Commander's Mansion, but he is the identity of the young master of the small cousin, and there is no shortage of use examples, but in addition to practicing martial arts and cultivating literature, he has no interest in dressing up or anything, and he feels that he is shallow, and he wears whatever clothes are sewn by the clothes workshop in the house, and he doesn't pick at all. Feng He Xiangxiang teamed up with Uncle He, Wen Caizhe, and Mao Wenwei to exclude Zheng Shaojun, and Zheng Shaojun didn't care at all, and he was not angry. Lonely and quiet, I do my own thing, and my temperament is somewhat similar to the wind.

He Yue listened, but was happy, felt that Feng He Xiangxiang was around, there was a sensible person, and felt that the Zheng family taught their children, quite a set, Zheng Shaojun was only twelve years old, so young, he knew that he paid attention to enriching the background rather than piling up clothes, and said: "In the future, I will be closer to your cousin Zheng, don't learn those flashy habits." "I secretly thought, tomorrow I should call the three adults into the palace to knock and knock, don't let the three families read to bring the habits into the house, and spoil the habits in the house.

He Yue thought again, maybe it was not only these three adults, but the entire court and clan, they should be beaten. Now the war has not ended, the fog and black barbarians have not yet been expelled, the Fengmeng Continent is far from being unified, the soldiers in front are still working hard, He Yue is looking forward to the grand goal of "establishing a heart for heaven and earth, establishing a life for the people, collecting the world into a great harmony, and opening peace for all generations" is still far away, and in the rear, his court ministers and clan royal relatives began to get drunk on money, seek pleasure, compete for luxury and wealth, and become corrupt and degenerate. The extravagance in Chenghua City must be strictly prohibited, at least until the war subsides, no matter how rich the ministers and clans are, they must also act in a low-key manner.

After finishing talking about the clothes, He Yue asked Fenghe Xiangxiang's homework again, and finally, pretending to straighten his son's clothes, and asked in a casual tone: "Xiang'er, do you want to be the emperor?"

He Yue could clearly feel Feng He's small body stiffen between his legs, and after a while, Feng He Xiang Xiang asked, "Father Emperor Spring and Autumn is in full bloom, why do you say this?"

He Yue didn't want to be nervous, and continued to say in a casual tone like small talk: "Hehe, after your father is a hundred years old, this throne will always be passed on." It's not you, it's your eldest brother and second brother. Xiang'er, your father never forced you to be the emperor, only said that when you grow up, it will be your own will. You're almost eleven, big kid, it's time to understand what you want to do and what you don't want to do. While your father is away, you tell the truth to your father, do you want to be the emperor?"

When Feng Ran taught Feng He Xiangxiang, he never aimed to be an emperor, and he would not follow Feng He Xiang to say "When you become an emperor in the future, how and how to ......", he always followed the meaning of Feng He Xiang and did what he liked to do. In the palace, Concubine Wu taught He Dan, Concubine Guan taught He Li, and said a lot of such things behind her back, desperately instilling in the princes the lofty goal of fighting for power and taking the throne.

Now that the princes are still young, He Yue is in his prime, and the battle for the throne is still limited to the secret competition between the two princes. He Yue can fully predict that as he gets older, the struggle for the throne between the prince and the interest groups behind them will become more and more intense, and eventually it will become white-hot, and the methods will become more and more ruthless, and they will do everything they can.

Every alternation of the throne is accompanied by the shaking of all forces in the court.

He Yue, as a generation of Ming Monarch Holy Lord, naturally didn't want the wind to stain the rivers and mountains that he had worked so hard to build, and the rivers and mountains that he had worked so hard to manage, would be destroyed in the infighting in the court. He originally wanted to wait for the children to grow up, select the best among the three sons, and then take action himself to eliminate the forces behind the remaining two sons, so that the prince would only be a noble prince, so as to ensure the smooth succession of the crown prince and the smooth transition of power.

However, a few days ago, He Yue's fainting in the court gave him a great shock and changed some of his thoughts.

He Yue thought for the first time, he was five years older than Feng Ran, and now he began to faint, who knows if he will be able to wake up the next time he faints? If he dies before he gives Feng Ran the name, what will Wind Ran do? Who else can help him protect Feng Ran?

He Yue thought about it, and felt that after her death, there was only one person who could help her protect Feng Ran, and that was Feng He Xiang.

Feng Dye is the rightful father of Feng He Xiangxiang, as long as Feng He Xiang Xiang succeeds to the throne after him, as long as Feng He Xiang protects his father, this court, this harem, and the people of the whole world, they can't help Feng Dye, and Feng Dye can finally be under the protection of Feng He Xiang, and he will be safe for a lifetime. In this way, even if you are dead, you can also look at it with peace of mind.

Just fainted once, He Yue's attitude towards Li Chu completely changed, and he threw the meritocracy behind him, and in his heart, he directly chose Fenghe Xiangxiang to succeed him.

Feng He Xiang was under He Yue's burning gaze, and after a while, he slowly nodded: "Want...... It's just that his father doesn't seem to like Xiang'er as the emperor. ”

Fenghe Xiangxiang wants to be the emperor, so he is naturally the best candidate, and he also saves himself some persuasion. He Yue laughed, smiling like a stealing cat: "Your father is not here, let's talk behind our backs, he won't know." As he spoke, he gently hugged his son. He Yue was extremely glad that she insisted on passing the wind to the wind dye, and after herself, there was still the wind and the wind to take over and protect the wind dye.

The father was not close to him, and He Yue burst into his intimacy, but he was startled by the sound of the wind and the sound, and he was in He Yue's arms, not daring to move, and called softly: "Father." ”

He Yue hurriedly restrained her emotions, let go of the wind and said, "Starting from tomorrow, I will practice martial arts as usual in the morning, and I will also practice literature in the afternoon, and come and watch a few copies of the music with me in the evening......"

"Father is going to teach Xiang'er to learn the way of governing the country?"

He Yue said: "Hmm." You are younger than your two imperial brothers, and your father connived at you and played with your temperament, I will not teach you personally, for fear that you will not be as good as your imperial brother in the future. "No matter how eccentric you are, you still have to have a little bit of real material to sit firmly on that person. For some reason, He Yue always had a sense of urgency, and felt that he had to finalize the matter of giving Feng Dye the title and Feng He Xiang as soon as possible, so that he could feel at ease. But these two things are difficult to do, and they are not in a hurry.

So, starting from the next night, after the father and son had dinner together, He Yue taught Feng He Xiang how to deal with political affairs, and applied the theory that Feng He Xiang learned from Zhuang Wei to practical operation. He Yue taught Feng He Xiangxiang step by step how to deal with court affairs, how to reconcile the forces of all parties, how to use means, and how to achieve both rigidity and softness. He Yue would send Feng He Xiangxiang a book of insignificant notes every day, asking him to draft a variety of approvals from multiple angles, and then analyze the advantages and disadvantages of various approval plans one by one in simple terms. Then choose a more reasonable and excellent plan for the imperial pen Zhu approval, and ask the ministers to do things according to the approval. This made Feng He Xiangxiang quickly find fun in the boring and tedious political affairs, and his learning progress was rapid.

Hearing the news that the emperor fainted in the court, at the end of March, Feng Ran handled the military affairs, and arranged the strategy of each army and battalion to deal with the enemy, so he hurried all the way back to Chenghua City.

When Feng Ran returned to Chenghua City, it was late afternoon, and he had already dispersed, and Feng Ran took his own soldiers and quietly returned to the Commander's Mansion. He is now in a high position and is in charge of military affairs, so he can't help but be a little arrogant, and he doesn't care much about the red tape in the officialdom. Thinking that he would just come back to see He Yue, and rush back to the barracks in two or three days, he didn't ask Xiaoyuan to go to the official department to deliver the papers.

In the past few years, Feng Ran returned to the capital to cultivate with He Yue, came and went in a hurry, and several times did not go to the Ministry of Officials to deliver the official documents back to the capital, at first he was busy and forgot, and then he was a little careless, and then it was not a matter of fact. Similar things, after a few more experiences, gradually, Feng Ran didn't take the matter of going to the Ministry of Officials to deliver the documents back to the capital, and felt that he would have to leave in two or three days anyway, and it didn't matter whether he delivered the documents or not.

If the official does not return to the capital with the documents, it is not regarded as the official returning to the capital on business, but returning to the capital privately. Feng Ran just wanted to see He Yue, and he didn't plan to show up in the court, so he took his own soldiers all the way back to the house, and he was extremely low-key. When I returned to the house, I only told the soldiers to rest on their own, and there was no need to alarm the people in the house.

When Feng Ran came out of the dormitory after taking a bath, he saw He Yue sitting in their bedroom watching the recital, thinking that He Yue heard the news of his return to the house, so he rushed back from the palace.

He Yue heard the footsteps of Feng Ran coming out of the back of the hall, put down the music in his hand, looked back, and shouted, "Feng Ran." ”

Feng Ran stared at He Yue, still with that square face with thick eyebrows, straight nose and thick lips, but he always felt that He Yue's face was cut out of a knife before, and the momentum that was too resolute and tough before seemed to have been worn and smoothed out a little bit with the erosion of years. Yes, for so many years, He Yue has been consciously restraining his imperial aura in front of him, and only showing him a soft and gentle side. The white hair that grew from the sideburns the year before last had quickly spread to the temples, and a few white frosts that could not be covered up in the green silk made He Yue's still young face show a bit of inappropriate old vicissitudes, so that Feng Ran saw it and felt pain in his heart.