In terms of buying people's hearts, Su Rong admits the second, and no one can recognize the first.

She is both willing and generous, and has invested enough blood to make people completely use her.

After Shen Yi heard this, he looked at Su Rong with admiration, "Senior sister, it's amazing, if Zhou Gu knows that you will give him the manuscript you copied and give it to someone else, do you say he must not be angry?" ”

"No, it won't." Su Rong smiled: "I didn't copy what I gave them, it was Feng Ling who copied it, he was also interested in the handbook and strategy theory, but he didn't have a good memory for me, so he copied it with a pen and memorized it almost." Just now, when Dr. Zhang went to call his grandchildren, I asked for the manuscript from Feng Ling's hand. ”

"I see." Shen Yi was stunned, but still commented, "That's precious enough." ”

"Naturally. My sister is generous, you must know that I copied it for three days. Feng Ling muttered dissatisfiedly.

Su Rong assured him, "When I have time, I will write to you myself." ”

Feng Ling was immediately happy, "A word is a certainty." ”

"Well, that's a deal."

The civil strife had subsided, and before the old protector returned to Beijing with 100,000 soldiers and horses from the foot of Beijing, an urgent report of 800 miles was sent back to Beijing first.

The emperor is still cultivating in the court, and the crown prince is in charge of the country.

The civil and military officials were surprised and delighted when they got the news that Zhang Ping's rebellion had been quelled, and they were surprised that Zhang Ping's rebellion was put down so quickly, except for Nanping, the battle in other places did not start, and Zhang Ping died violently, and the joy was that the court situation was regained stability, and they did not have to worry about whether Zhang Ping's head on the capital could be saved.

As for how Zhang Ping died violently, the excerpt of the report did not say, and everyone speculated.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, the emperor heard that Zhang Ping died violently, and he also felt incredulous, "How did Zhang Ping die violently?" ”

Yan Echo shook his head, "I don't know how many days before the old protector returns to Beijing, I should be able to know." ”

The emperor nodded, "Zhang Ping died like this, but it's really cheap for him." ”

Yan replied: "It's good that Zhang Ping is dead, otherwise how can the civil strife be swept away so quickly?" The internal friction of the girder will cause countless losses. ”

The emperor bowed his head, "Su Rong and Zhou Gu, is there any news?" ”

"Zhou Gu led the troops to the border, and Su Rong went to the northern city of Hebei." Yan echoed: "If Great Wei takes advantage of Zhang Ping's internal strife to raise troops, Da Liang can't be as passive as he was sixteen years ago. ”

The emperor felt that he was reasonable, "You have full authority to decide these things." ”

Yan Echo nodded, "Father and Emperor are recuperating in peace." ”

The emperor's bones are numb, for so many years, he has never been so in bed, especially in the case of internal and external troubles in the beam, the reason why he can lie down is also because there is a good prince, and now he can get out of bed and walk around, but he thinks that it is better to continue to raise, and also take the opportunity to delegate power to the prince.

These days, he has also figured out that the foundation of this beam will be handed over to him sooner or later, and it is better to pay it late than to pay it early.

In the past, he couldn't wait to hold the power in his own hands, but now he was vomited blood several times, and his body couldn't bear it all of a sudden, and after waking up from a coma several times, it also made him realize how many wrong things he had done in the past, suppressing the capable prince, making him constrained everywhere, and turning his head into a mess, he still wanted him to clean up, and almost lost the foundation of his ancestors and became a sinner for the ages, and he apologized for his sins with death It was not enough to die tens of millions of times.

He said: "Your fourth brother, he is not too young, it is better to marry him a princess a year ago, and in the spring of next year, choose a fief for him and send it out!" ”

Yan Echo looked at the emperor, "Won't my father have a draft next year?" ”

"No, it's not open." The emperor originally thought that the precious concubine was a close person, but he didn't expect that the deceived inner son had no face, and now he didn't have the heart to enter the harem as a newcomer, "During my reign, there will be no draft in the future, which daughter do you think is suitable for giving your fourth brother to be the princess?" And his fiefdom, you choose a place for him. ”

"Father, don't worry about this, rest in peace first, now that the civil strife has completely subsided, there is still the border of the Great Wei, if there is no change, it is not too late to talk about other things." Yan Echo hadn't thought about Yan Shen yet, otherwise Yan Li and Yan Lin would have died, Yan Shen would have taken refuge in him, and the rest of the people would not pose a threat to him, as long as they all supported him as a prince, he was willing to be brothers, friends, and brothers.

"It's fine. What I mean by this is that there are some things that you have to plan for. The Emperor waved his hand, "Go!" ”

Yan Echo nodded, retired, and walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

The warmth in the Heart Cultivation Palace, once stepping out, the cold wind was cold, after Yan Echo walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, even if he was covered with a big coat, he was still blown away by the cold wind, and the heat around his body was blown away.

Today's emperor seems to be like a father, the belated paternal love for him, the crown prince.

He stood outside the Heart Cultivation Hall for a while, then slowly descended the steps and walked back to the East Palace.

At the entrance of the inner garden of the East Palace, the moon was wrapped like a ball, holding the hand stove and looking forward to the return of people, seeing that the prince was covered in snow and walked back to the East Palace, she opened her eyes wide, "His Royal Highness the Prince, you didn't take the carriage today?" ”

Yan Echo nodded: "I walked back alone." ”

Without waiting for Yuewan to ask, he said again: "There is no news from your young lady today." ”

The moon bent her face, "I don't have it." ”

She muttered, "Did Miss go directly to Nanchu?" Leave me and Mama Zhao behind. ”

"The king of Nanchu is sick." Yan Echo didn't know if Su Rong would go directly to Nanchu, anyway, he sent the news that the king of Nanchu was sick to Su Rong.

Yuewan's face wrinkled, "It's really not the right time for this King of Southern Chu to be sick." ”

Yan echoed not to answer these words, and walked slowly inside.

Yuewan caught up with him, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you said, if I go to find my young lady with Mama Zhao......"

"Nope." Yan Echo shook his head, "She asked you to wait, you waited, if she went directly to Nanchu, she would send someone to pass on the message to you." She has a lot of things to do now, so don't make trouble. ”

Yuewan was helpless, "Okay! ”

Yan Echo walked towards the dormitory, and Yuewan naturally didn't follow and returned to the residence.

Ye Qiuying was practicing big characters, and when she came back, she put down her pen, "Sister Yuewan, is there any news of Sister Su today?" ”

"Nope."

Ye Qiuying was worried, "Since my little uncle left Daliang, I haven't received any letter from my little uncle, and I don't know if my little uncle has returned to Nanchu." ”

Yuewan put down the hand stove and took off her thick coat, "Hey, wait, it's a really hard day." ”

Mama Zhao was embroidering, and she was amused when she heard it, "I've told you everything, don't bother His Royal Highness the Crown Prince every day, as long as there is news from Miss Seven, he will naturally send someone to send it." You, for the sake of His Royal Highness the Prince, for the sake of you being the person next to Miss Seven, can tolerate you annoying him every day. ”

Yuewan stuck out her tongue, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very good." ”

She bothered him every day, and she didn't see him irritable and said she shouldn't bother him anymore. Sure enough, he is a prince, that is, he has the amount of tolerance and is also very self-contained.

(End of chapter)