Chapter 38: Temptation

After that day, Chaoling was like a little daughter-in-law at home, looking forward to giving Chu Wenbing some news day and night, so that she and Su Jiuli could create some more opportunities.

Chu Wenbing didn't hear from her for a long time, but Xu Yanshu always sent secret reports, persuading her that the imperial city was not a place to stay for a long time, and asked her to return to the border guards together.

But lately, there has been no news from either side.

The New Year is approaching, and the Mobei delegation enters Beijing. The dynasty and Mobei have been in constant disputes, there are border guards outside, the shame of Pingning Pass slaughtering the city by aliens, and there are Mobei and relatives inside, and the child born is the prince of the dynasty.

Everyone knows that Su Jiuli's crown prince will not last long, but Mobei has been thinking hard for many years in order to keep this hope of being able to control the imperial dynasty in the future.

No wonder, Su Jiuli once wanted to fake his death to break away from the royal family, this embarrassing social death scene will come once a year.

Since Jiuli has a memory, he has hated Nianguan the most. He sat in the most prominent position, scrutinized by those who came and went.

Including the one in front of him, the new waiter of the Ministry of Rites - Zhang Zhaoran.

"I never thought that the prince of Fusang was actually His Royal Highness the Prince. Disrespectful, disrespectful. Zhang Zhaoran brushed his sleeves and saluted, although he said this, he was not convinced in his heart.

Jiuli gently ordered someone to add tea, pretending not to remember Zhang Zhaoran at all. "Fuso Childe? I don't know who it is. Let's hear it. ”

Zhang Zhaoran heard Jiuli's estrangement, and his heart was right. He didn't want to get involved in the troubled waters of this trip. He presented many ceremonial booklets of the Mobei mission into Beijing in front of Jiuli, "Weichen is here today, it is related to the Mobei mission, please take a look." ”

The emperor deliberately alienated Jiuli from Mobei, and never let him know anything about Mobei.

Why this year.

Zhang Zhaoran saw Jiuli's thoughts, but he was just serving in Beijing, and he didn't know the stakes involved, so he only said, "It's Your Majesty's intention to allow His Highness to participate in Mobei affairs this year." ”

Jiuli has been really high-profile recently, although the emperor has not been troubled by his killing of the old eunuchs under the Queen Mother, but he has obviously become cautious about his attitude, and the sudden delegation of power is to find out what kind of intricate forces exist between him and Mobei.

really overestimated him, Jiuli pinched the gift book in his hand, only feeling that it weighed a thousand catties, and his back was a little bent unconsciously.

Zhang Zhaoran would not fail to see this layer, when he entered the door, he tried to think of countless reasons for Jiuli to prevaricate, but he took it, without saying a word.

"Then there is Lao Zhang Shilang, I will finish reading these things, but this palace is only sparse after all, please bear with me if it is not as good as the Ministry of Rites." Jiuli flicked his sleeves lightly, and between his eyebrows and eyes, it was all the meaning of sending off guests.

Zhang Zhaoran glanced at the cold tea in his hand, and went to the study without making too many salutes.

Outside the study, in the sun. Chaoling was basking in the sun, and she was lying on the grass, white reflective. The legendary prince's favorite concubine, Lin Wanqi, the concubine of the general's mansion.

What a blessing it must be to allow a woman to bask in the sun without an image in front of the study where she was discussing political affairs. Zhang Zhaoran insisted in his heart that Su Jiuli was indecisive and beautiful. He shook his head at the moment, looked over Chaoling, and walked out.

"I'm waiting for you." The woman buried in the sunlight looked up, and her dark eyes looked like burnt glass. She squinted her eyes and looked at Zhang Zhaoran carefully for the first time.

I have to admit that Mrs. Chu has a good eye, Zhang Zhaoran is as long as jade, with a literati style, very romantic eyebrows and eyes, and he is dyed with the elegance of a young man.

"Zhang Zhaoran, let me talk to you about Chu Wenbing."