"Sorry."

Soon Yan Aoliu returned to the room with Du Xi'er in his arms, originally he wanted to take advantage of this moment to get drunk in his heart, and then take the opportunity to do Du Xi'er.

But unfortunately, Du Xi'er's relatives don't give Yan Aoliu face, they always appear at such times, and then don't give Yan Aoliu a chance.

Du Xi'er was still struggling with whether to follow him or not, until her stomach hurt, she understood, she was relieved, and she didn't need to be entangled.

So he looked at Yan Aoliu with an expression that you had a kind of you let the horse come, Yan Aoliu thought that he could get rid of the monk, but Yan Aoliu, who learned the truth within a few minutes, instantly felt half cold, and wanted to burn incense and worship the Buddha to ask about the sky.

After coaxing Du Xi'er to sleep, Yan Aoliu silently recited the heart-clearing mantra in his heart, but Du Xi'er's bad sleeping image kept drilling into his arms.

kicked his calf once, hugged him like a bear, and turned his back to him for a while, maybe he was really tired, Yan Aoliu fell asleep with Du Xi'er in his arms in this torture.

The next morning, Du Xi'er woke up, only to find that Yan Aoliu had already gone to the morning court, and then stretched his waist and continued to dream of Zhou Gong.

At this moment, Yan Aoliu looked tired in the early court.

"Your Majesty, the south of the North Indian Dynasty has begun to flood because of the heavy rain in recent days, and all the disaster victims have gathered a large army towards Beijing, and now they should have arrived at Nanxiao Pass."

"Your Majesty, the victims of the disaster are well settled, but if this water is not treated, the victims will not return to their homes."

"Yes, yes, and the flood in the south, the south is afraid of accidents, and the army is raised to make trouble."

"Yes, yes, please take measures quickly."

"If you have a good suggestion, you can discuss it, and if you have a recommendation, you can play it."

"Your Majesty, Erchen thinks that King Yi is brave and good at fighting, and he is both wise and brave, if King Yi goes to the front of the disaster, he will be able to comfort the victims, suppress the Nanli Dynasty and dare not make any moves, and it can also facilitate local officials to control the water well, and there is no worries."

The eldest prince, who had been silent, immediately came up with this solution, because for him, there was no expectation for the crown prince now, but if he gave up, he would not be reconciled, and he would not take the opportunity to take revenge on King Yi.

After all, there are now four strings of disaster victims in the south, heavy rain continues, and there is still a southern departure dynasty in the rear that is ready to retaliate, but there are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

It seems that everyone also thought of this at the same time, when Yan Beishen wanted to reject the proposal, the King of Jin, Yuwang and Anwang parties all instantly united, wanting to take the opportunity to clean up the King Yi.

"The minister seconded the proposal."

"Reconsideration."

"The ministers very much agree with King Jin's proposal."

Yes, this is not any reason to resist, Yan Aoliu, as the prince, cannot be greedy, and it is precisely because he is the prince can suppress the local officials under him so that he does not dare to be greedy, Yan Aoliu is also a person who once went into battle with Du Feng to kill the enemy and was hated but feared by the enemy.

No matter what you say, such a person is the best choice to be sent to treat the disaster, but it is precisely because of the danger that Yan Beishen hesitated, and he thought of the noble concubine at this moment, the woman he once loved the most, the person who was imprisoned by his side all his life, and finally died in this cage, maybe Yan Aoliu is really not suitable for the high walls and green tiles of this palace, maybe he is really suitable for roaming in the sky outside.

"Please take care of the people of the world."

"Your Majesty, please."

The ministers persecuted him again, and at this moment Yan Beishen was not an emperor, but a father.

"Are you going?"

Looking at Yan Beishen's guilty eyes looking at him, Yan Aoliu's eyes flickered, could he? Can he really lead the troops?

"Qi Qi father, the son is willing, and the son is willing to lead the troops to the Hong District."