Morning.

Fuhan General's Mansion, front yard.

It's been three days since that rainstorm. Yesterday there was another heavy rain, and the drought is not a thing of the past, but at least it has been greatly alleviated.

Originally, the officials in Guangchuan Mansion and Yingqing Mansion, according to Wu Nian's order, controlled the water source and kept the acres of land that could be protected, but now they don't have to do it.

The officials in General Fuhan's mansion were also a lot more relaxed.

Although it is still busy, colleagues have a little free time to sit together over tea and chat.

The grandson of the house, Sang, was already popular, but recently because of the matter of begging for rain, he entered the eyes of Wu Nian and was promoted to the owner of the house.

In the current structure of the Fuhan General's Mansion, it is already an upper-class predator. What's even more amazing is that Gongsun Sang is only twenty-three years old this year, and he is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, so his popularity is naturally better.

However, Gongsun Sang did not float because of this, but was more cautious. And he has good ability, and arranges the work of the household in an orderly manner.

Tea room. Gongsun Sang and Zhang Haiping, the prefect who came to talk about work because he had something to do, drank tea together.

If it was on the side of the court of the Chu State, the status of the prefect of the district would not be comparable to that of the six Shangshu. But Wu Nian is a small court here, and there are not so many rules.

Moreover, Wu Nian only has two mansions, and the prefect is considered a feudal official.

The status of the two is the same.

And Gongsun Sang is currently planning a thing, a very big thing, which needs the support of a powerful faction like Zhang Haiping.

"Lord Zhang. I'm going to play it together with the Hundred Officials. Please ask General Fu Han to sacrifice to heaven and become king. I don't know what you think? ”

Gongsun Sang put down the tea cup in his hand, turned his head to look at Zhang Haiping, and asked sincerely.

Zhang Haiping's eyes flickered. He is not the same as Gongsun Sang, he is a relatively simple anti-Mongolian faction. But for Wu Nian, he is also loyal.

And since this time to pray for rain, he also had such thoughts in his heart.

Could it be that General Fei is really the Mandate of Heaven?

Let's not talk about these things for a while, now Gongsun Sang is connecting hundreds of officials and jointly playing Wu Nian. Persuade to be king.

This. It is to be loyal to Wu Nian.

This two. Many people can't wait to have a dragon work. For example, Gongsun Sang in front of him must want to turn the official position of the owner of the house into the head of the household.

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

Wu Nian is the king, and everyone below can be promoted to the next level.

The original three major prefectural orders. Wang Youxiao, Zhang Haiping, and Lu Sheng are all upright people, and they also cherish the righteousness of their family and country. But in officialdom for so long.

Zhang Haiping went from a small official, to a county order, and now to the prefect of Yingqing, who understands the sophistication of human feelings.

"Of course I do." Zhang Haiping replied without thinking, and then asked, "What do the officials say?" How many people would like to co-sign? What is the country name? Have you all figured it out? ”

"I'm still in touch. While there is no guarantee that everyone will sign a joint name, at least nine out of ten people will. As for the country name. I think the word "Yan" is good. What does Mr. Zhang think? ”

Gongsun Sang showed joy on his face, and then asked.

Zhang Haiping bowed his head lightly, the word Yan. Although this country is not very strong among the Seven Heroes of the Warring States, it is very regional.

Liaodong has been the territory of the Yan State since the Warring States period.

And the current Chu capital is also the territory of Yan State. First called the king of Yan, pacified Liaodong. Complete the goal of recovering Liaodong and expelling the Tartars, and then enter the Chu capital and replace it.

It's a good fit.

"I think it's good." Zhang Haiping nodded and said.

"Good. This matter was settled. I'll contact more people, Lord Zhang, you can do it yourself. Gongsun Sang nodded happily, then hugged his fist towards Zhang Haiping, turned around and left.

"This is the power of Destiny! The founding emperors of all dynasties, before the founding of the country, always had to look for [auspicious] to prove that they were the people who inherited the destiny of heaven. ”

"With the general's merits, he will protect the territory and the people, and he will be meritorious to the people of Liaodong."

"Set up an altar and ask for rain. The dragon king is in the clouds, walking in the clouds and raining. This is truly auspicious. ”

"Whether it is strength or destiny, it is in the hands of the general."

Zhang Haiping shook his head with a smile, picked up the teacup and continued to drink tea, and only after drinking the tea did he stand up, strode out of the Fuhan General's Mansion, and went back to the prefect's yamen.

Although Wu Nian lives in the backyard all the year round, he either dances with guns and sticks every day, reads military books, or sits down to hug his son and talk to his wife and concubine.

But he is also well-informed about the affairs of the outer court.

Gongsun Sang, the new owner of the house, couldn't wait to connect with the hundred officials and planned to persuade him. How could Wu Nian not know?

Backyard.

in the gazebo.

It rained twice, and the weather was refreshing. Wu Nian finally didn't have to be shirtless to take advantage of the cold, wearing clothes made of coarse cloth with good ventilation, and holding the big fat boy Wu Yu in his arms.

This kid is getting older, and he is writhing in Wu Nian's arms, refusing to settle down. And if you let him down, you will run all over the ground.

"This little leather monkey, how will you be the prince of Yan in the future?" Wu Nian scolded with a smile and handed Wu Yu to his nurse.

"Crown Prince Yan?" Liu Xiang, who was sitting face-to-face with Wu Nian, was frightened, opened her mouth wide, and looked shocked.

The nurses, guards, and maids around them all had similar expressions.

"Now someone has made me king. They have all set the name of the country. It's called Yan Guo. I am the king. He's the crown prince. Xiang'er. You're the queen. ”

Wu Nian smiled and said.

"Wang ??? King...... Queen? Liu Xiang's little face turned pale.

This general's wife is not the same as the queen. She was a general's wife in a daze, and she was already walking on thin ice, trembling, for fear that she would do something wrong and embarrass Wu Nian.

Whatever she does, she will discuss with Wu and Wang Ruyan.

Now, Queen? Liu Xiang was about to pass out.

"Congratulations, my lord. Congratulations to the Queen. "There was a maid who was very clever and hurriedly bowed down. and all the people bowed down and called themselves kings.

The name in this play is very clear.

The prince is called the prince. The prince's wife is called the princess.

The king is called the Great King. The king's wife is called the queen.

So our second young master, he is also the crown prince.

"Get up. I haven't skimmed it yet. Don't make jokes. Wu Nian shook his head lightly and said.

"Don't be nervous. Isn't she just a queen? Wait until the time comes. I invaded the state of Chu and robbed the world of the state of Chu. Make you a queen. ”

Wu Nian stretched out his hand to hold Liu Xiang's little hand and said softly. I was really scared, her little hands were a little cold. Wu Nian clasped his hands.

"But. But..... But..... Elder brother. I don't dare to be a queen. Liu Xiang looked up and stammered.

"What don't you dare. You are the queen. Born to be a mother. Wu Nian looked at Liu Xiang's delicate face and encouraged.

She is already good-looking, a beautiful billet. These years of glory and wealth are really white and beautiful.

The ancients said that it is true that wealth raises people.

"But... But. Liu Xiang was still stammering, her head in confusion.

"General. Lord Wang asked to see him. At this moment, a personal soldier came over and bowed to Wu Nian.

"Wang Youxiao." Wu Nian's eyes flashed, let go of Liu Xiang's little hand, and said softly: "Xiang'er." Don't worry, I've got you covered. ”

"I'll go see Wang Youxiao, and you can take a while to get cold. Take good care of Madame. ”

Wu Nian looked up at the people present again, and after telling this sentence, he stood up and left the pavilion to see Wang Youxiao.

This Lord Gongcao is most likely also a matter of being the king.

I just don't know what his position is.

In the tank? Or against?