The bright moon hangs high, the autumn night is deep, and with the arrival of the festival, even late at night cannot weaken the enthusiasm of Lingjing. However, unlike the lively Lingjing City, in the core of the entire Great Zhou, even though the lights are still bright, it is quiet and can only hear the cool autumn wind whispering.

Taking advantage of the cool autumn breeze, Wei Xian carefully took the hot fish soup in the imperial dining room and tiptoed into the Heart Cultivation Palace.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, eat a bowl of fish soup to warm up."

"Hmm" the emperor subconsciously responded, but his eyes were still on the fold in front of him, and he didn't mean to raise his head at all.

Wei Xian saw that the emperor was looking deeply, and he didn't dare to disturb, so he kept standing quietly beside him with the fish soup. Finally, when the emperor approved the fold in his hand, but he was about to reach out where to go next, Wei Xian couldn't help but interrupt: "Your Majesty, the fish soup you want is warm, but if you don't eat it, it will be cold again." ”

The interrupted emperor glanced at the old eunuch who had accompanied him since he was a child, and saw Wei Xian holding a wooden plate in his hand, and then remembered that he did seem to have arranged for someone to bring a hot bowl of fish soup over just now.

"Oh, I'm fascinated by it, but I forgot it for a while, and I'm tired of my companion."

"Slaves and maids don't dare, it is the blessing of slaves and maids to be able to serve tea and pour water for the emperor, and it is a gift from the emperor to slaves and maids to be able to warm a bowl of fish soup for the emperor, which is what slaves and maids should do. It's just that the slave maid saw the emperor working so hard, and she was also worried about the emperor in her heart, and hoped that the emperor would take care of her body. ”

"The big companion is serious." The emperor casually put the fold on a plate and asked Wei Xian to serve the fish soup. Although it is hot, it can barely be considered warm after trying the poison.

"What time is it?" The Emperor asked casually.

"Back to the emperor, it's almost time."

"In this way, it's mid-autumn at the moment." After speaking, the emperor subconsciously looked at a corner of the table, where there was a stack of specially placed folds, some of these folds have been for a long time and some have a common feature, that is, they are all from the same person.

"Now that it's mid-autumn," the emperor withdrew his gaze, "then the grain of the Great Zhou will also be harvested." ”

In the study room of the Han Mansion, Han Yi said leisurely: "As long as the mid-autumn is over and the autumn grain near the north and Lingjing is harvested, Your Majesty will have no worries at all." When the time comes, the order of the southern expedition to Nanchu will be given, and the army will assemble all the way to Liangguang along the rhythm of the autumn harvest. If he Zhang Daocheng is interested in learning and obediently becomes the knife of His Majesty and us, His Majesty will naturally reward him lavishly afterwards, and it is not surprising that he will be crowned the Duke of the Kingdom at that time, but in the same way, His Majesty will also take advantage of this to give him military power and call him into the Beijing Division, and he will never have a chance to leave Lingjing City after that. ”

"But if Zhang Daocheng really has the opposite intention, what if he uses it to rebel?"

"Huh, really?" Han Yi sneered: "The imperial court has neither lacked his salary, nor has he lacked his salary, what name does he have?" The great crime of punishing the nine clans, how dare his soldiers oppose him? Even if he rebels, surrounded by a large army, where can he go against it? This time, His Majesty used the name of the Southern Expedition to gather a large army to go south, originally aimed at him Zhang Daocheng, whether he did not listen to the order and refused to send troops, or simply directly reversed, the army could take advantage of the situation to directly enter the two Guangzhou, and catch turtles in the urn. If he Zhang Daocheng was smart, he would know that there was only one way left for him. ”

"I knew why bother today, this Zhang Daocheng supported the army and disobeyed the holy order, so he was to blame."

"Hmph, he's not stupid." Han Yi said quietly: "Your Majesty is very old, he Zhang Daocheng has been operating in Liangguang for a long time, as long as His Majesty collapses and the new emperor's prestige is insufficient, these two Guang will really become the world of his Zhang family." ”

"Even if there is no such thing as Loufu today, I can't find a chance to deal with him. He never thought that the fall of Loufu sent His Majesty the food and salary of the army, and the civil and military officials implicated by Loufu were also forced to accept His Majesty's resolution of the Southern Expedition. When his time is short, while solving a future confidant for the royal Song family, and reaping the immortal merit of expanding the territory for himself, do you say that Your Majesty, will you allow the king of Southern Chu to influence his plans by relying on a princess of Southern Chu who is about to die? ”

Han Yi sighed and said: "Zhang Daocheng's timing is not bad, but destiny is impermanent, and now whether it is Zhang Daocheng or Nan Chu, it is already a certain situation." After speaking, Han Yi looked at his son again and said, "Now you understand? ”

"Thank you for my father's teachings, my son understands." Han Qiyun arched his hand.

"In this case, you should not visit relatives and friends during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and stay at home to spend time with your wife and children. Do you have any comments? ”

"Son, don't dare." Han Qiyun said helplessly, he understood that since his father had told him such a major inside story, in order to prevent him from leaking the news, he would naturally not let him wander outside.

"What else to say? If not, go down, for the Father is tired. After speaking, Han Yi closed his eyes.

Han Qiyun naturally didn't dare to say more to anger his old father, so he said something filial and left.

When Han Qiyun left, Han Yi opened his eyes again: "Eh, Yun'er, Yun'er, if you can just suggest that your father seek the position of generalissimo of this southern expedition for King Su, even if your father really fights for this old life, he will help you go further in the Ministry of Officials." It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Not to mention that Zuo Shilang of the Criminal Department regretted that his son was not angry, on the other side, Han Qiyun walked towards his courtyard rather sullenly after leaving. Thinking that Princess Nanchu's delicate beauty was about to die, he sighed infinitely in his heart, but even if he was thinking about it, Han Qiyun, who had been educated by his old father for a while, could only force himself to dispel this idea.

However, the big head is gone, so it's good to settle for the next best. Han Qiyun called the housekeeper of the Han Mansion: "You go to Xuanlanfang these days, and take care of a girl named Xian'er for the master." ”

"Sir, what are you? .......," the butler asked meaningfully.

"A gentleman holds a candle." Han Qiyun replied.

"The small ones understand, and the small ones will do it." After repeating the tricks, the housekeeper stepped back and went to do something for Han Qiyun while muttering in a low voice: "The gentleman holds the candle and explores the epiphany at night." The lord is really interested, so interested. ”

Here, the housekeeper of the Han Mansion happily arranged manpower for Han Qiyun's explanation, and on the other side, Chuncao smashed his head on the table and woke up his drowsiness.

After Li Dongsheng bought the spring grass, he did not ask for the spring grass according to the rules of the big family, but the spring grass consciously abided by the self-cultivation that a maid should have. Even the master didn't sleep, how could she, as a maid, sleep first. But I don't know what's wrong today, it's so late, why hasn't Seventeen slept yet, she doesn't know how many dozes she's had.

Chuncao cheered up and was about to go to the study to see if the lights were out, but as soon as he entered the courtyard, he suddenly saw a black shadow sitting on the stone table.

Hearing a voice behind him, Li Dongsheng turned his head: "It turned out to be spring grass, why haven't you slept so late?" ”

"Huh, Childe, you're sitting here alone at night...... Spring grass is here for you. Chuncao replied.

Li Dongsheng nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, Chuncao." "If it weren't for the broom in your arms, I would have believed it.

After finishing speaking, Li Dongsheng still looked up at the big moon in the sky, Chuncao felt that Seventeen must be thinking about something sad, maybe he was embarrassed about Miss's affairs, and he didn't bother Li Dongsheng, so the nominal master and servant stayed in the courtyard quietly.

"Chuncao, do you know that people have limits."

"Hmm."

"So, I'm not going to be a man anymore, jo... Spring grass. ”

Chuncao tilted her head and looked at Li Dongsheng with a puzzled expression.

"Your son, I'm going to flip the table."

"But..."Chuncao hesitated: "But this is the stone table, be careful when you lift it, don't smash yourself, it doesn't matter if you can't lift it alone, I'll go find someone to help tomorrow." ”