"Exactly."

The voice fell.

A figure walked in.

"Father, my son misses you."

Liu Yunmeng walked behind Emperor Zhaowu and pinched his shoulders, his voice was sweet and coquettish.

Emperor Zhaowu's slightly vicissitudes of life showed a touch of gentleness: "You have nothing to do but ascend to the Three Treasures Palace, say it, what's the matter." ”

Liu Yunmeng grinned twice, didn't twist, and said generously: "Father didn't let his son go out of the palace to open a mansion a few days ago, but his son took a fancy to a mansion and asked for 40,000 taels of silver. ”

There are two main ways to build the princess's mansion, one is to use the original princess's mansion to rebuild, and the other is to rebuild.

There is currently no idle princess mansion in Jingshi, and Liu Yunmeng opened the mansion out of the pavilion, so he could only rebuild it, according to the standards in the palace, it was almost 40,000 taels of silver.

Emperor Zhaowu thought for a few seconds and said, "If that's the case, it will cost a sum of silver to transform the mansion." ”

Liu Yunmeng hurriedly said: "Erchen feels that the mansion does not need to be renovated, and even if it needs to be renovated, it does not need to be paid by the emperor." ”

When Emperor Zhaowu heard this, he turned his head, looked at her deeply, and asked, "Where is that mansion?" ”

Liu Yunmeng's eyes dodged for a moment, and replied: "It's not far from Sajin Street, less than an hour has passed from the palace, and the retainers live there, and it is also convenient to go back to the palace to visit his father and mother in the future." ”

Emperor Zhaowu asked: "Where is it exactly?" ”

Liu Yunmeng whispered: "I said that my father doesn't know." ”

saw his daughter looking squirming.

Emperor Zhaowu already had a guess in his heart, and said leisurely: "I'm afraid it's not for the convenience of visiting my father, but for the convenience of having a tryst with someone." ”

Hearing this, Liu Yunmeng's heart fluttered, her pretty face flushed, and she defended herself: "It's not, Erchen just thinks that the mansion is chic and elegant, which is very much in line with Erchen's preferences." ”

Seems to have guessed correctly

Emperor Zhaowu was silent for a few seconds, looked at Wang Zheng, the great eunuch beside him, and said lightly: "After Xia Miao is over, take 40,000 taels of silver from the inner treasury and give it to the princess." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wang Zhengbi bowed respectfully.

Emperor Zhaowu turned his head to look at his daughter: "Remember what you said today, and I will often come back to visit me and your mother in the future." ”

"Well, after the son leaves the palace, he will definitely miss his father every day!"

Liu Yunmeng nodded heavily, stretched out four fingers to make a guarantee, his eyebrows curled, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

Emperor Zhaowu waved his hand and said, "Go back." ”

"Thank you, father, the son will come back to beat his father in a few days, and the son will retire."

When the goal was achieved, Liu Yunmeng pretended to hammer Emperor Zhaowu twice on the back, and left the Qianqing Palace with a brisk pace.

Emperor Zhaowu watched her back disappear from sight and sighed in his heart.

Among his many descendants, only Yun He has the purest heart, dares to love and hate, and never twists and fabricates.

When you are wronged, you will run to cry your nose, and you will beg your father to be the master of the poor and miserable, and you will taste and share delicious meals and fun objects when you encounter them.

In Yunhe's eyes, he is not an emperor, just a father, he will tolerate mistakes, and he can seek refuge if he is wronged, from childhood to adulthood.

As the heir gradually grows up, only in front of Yunhe, Emperor Zhaowu can feel some warmth of family affection, so he is quite fond of her.

It's just that

There will always be a day when a daughter grows up, I am afraid that in a year or two, if she encounters grievances again, the object of Yunhe's crying nose will no longer be his father.

"Alas, as the saying goes, women don't stay, and that's true."

Emperor Zhaowu sighed for a while, suddenly thought of something, looked at Wang Zheng beside him, and asked as if for verification: "Do you know where the princess's favorite mansion is located?" ”

Wang Zheng replied: "The slave maid guesses that it should be the mansion next to the residence of the prince of Zhenbei. ”

As the eyes and ears of the emperor, the speculation he said was basically the same as the facts.

And so it was.

Emperor Zhaowu bowed slightly, and instructed Wang Zhengdao: "You send someone to Renfu, pass on my message, and reveal some news by the way, just say that I plan to choose a son-in-law for Princess Yunhe from the top three in Xia Miao, if the top three are all married, then stop it, he will understand what I mean." ”

Wang Zheng was slightly stunned, and immediately understood something.

The saint is in Nayun and the princess threatens the prince of Zhenbei.

In short, if you are perfunctory when Xia Miao is in the middle of the season, I will marry Yunhe.

At first glance, it doesn't sound like a problem.

But the problem is that the prince of Zhenbei has already married Princess Chang'an.

The saint used the marriage of Yun and the princess as a threat, and in the future, he couldn't really marry the princess Yun and the prince of Zhenbei, right?

Sisters together

It's not uncommon among the people, but it's unheard of among the nobles, not to mention the royal family, even if the saint doesn't mind, the official will definitely move when he hears the wind and floods the palace with spitting stars.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Zheng's expression became a little strange, and he quickly returned to normal.

Although he didn't understand it, the Holy One must have a deep meaning in doing this.

"The slave understands." Wang Zheng saluted.

"Go ahead and do it." Emperor Zhaowu waved his hand.

"The slave and maid are gone."

Wang Zheng saluted again, turned to leave, and after a while returned to him, and said, "An Pingbo is carrying a thorn and kneeling outside the noon gate, to meet the saint." ”

"Nope." Emperor Zhaowu was expressionless and refused very decisively.

Wang Zheng hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again: "The slave heard that before Uncle Anping came, he prepared a coffin in the house, saying that he would rather die than seek justice for Uncle Anping. ”

When Emperor Zhaowu heard this, a chill appeared in his eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the study.

Emperor Zhaowu slowly spoke: "Let the celebrant write a holy decree and apply for Ren Pingsheng." ”

Wang Zheng asked, "May I ask the Holy One, in what name?" ”

Emperor Zhaowu said: "The inner city is full of force." ”

“.”

Wang Zheng was stunned.

The use of force is not allowed in the inner city, this is the rule.

But to make an order for this, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit of a fuss and nothing to do.

can ponder carefully, and can figure out the taste of partiality from this big and small work.

The object of favoritism is naturally Ren Pingsheng, the prince of Zhenbei.

"Since that day, the prince of Zhenbei chose to break the sword, and the saint seems to have paid more and more attention to him."

Wang Zheng thought so in his heart, and replied respectfully: "The slave understands. ”

Emperor Zhaowu glanced at him deeply, and said, "Send Jinyiwei's record about Anping Bozi to me." ”

"Yes."

Wang Zheng saluted, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait."

Emperor Zhaowu opened his mouth to stop him, his eyes burst with cold light, and he said coldly: "Let An Pingbo enter the palace to see me." ”

"The slave obeys."

Ren Mansion.

Ren Pingsheng returned to his courtyard and began to practice "Immortal Gong" while waiting.

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

The aura pouring into the body still hasn't stopped.

Just two months.

He has gone from not being able to hold on to a stick of incense when he first practiced "Immortal Gong" to now insisting on it for two or three hours without the slightest pressure.

The progress is not insignificant.

Even, even the interval between two cultivations was much shorter.

Although there is only so much aura that can remain in the body in the end, the more aura is absorbed, the stronger the condensed aura will be.

As long as you insist on practicing hard every day, the strength of the aura in your body can continue to improve.

This is very difficult to do with other exercises.

In other words, compared to other exercises, the upper limit of "Immortal Gong" is much higher.

It has to be a heaven-level exercise.

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, and heard footsteps in his ears.

"Senior sister has already changed her clothes."

Jiang Chuyue stood at the door, smiling like a flower, and her voice was soft and glutinous: "Shizi hurry up and accompany the senior sister, otherwise when the senior sister misses the Shizi, her clothes will be wet again."

“.”

Ren Pingsheng's eyes showed a look of confusion, and he didn't understand what the relationship between thinking about himself and his clothes was wet.

Jiang Chuyue saw his dazedness, blinked, and playfully explained: "Without the prince by her side, senior sister will cry." ”

"Hmm."

Ren Pingsheng knew that she was joking, bowed slightly, said no more, and walked towards the courtyard next door.

When I entered the room, I saw Chang An on the bed, the same as half an hour ago, curled up in the quilt, only a small head was exposed, his long black hair was scattered and spread, his face was still veiled, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

looked weak and pitiful.

Ren Pingsheng walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and called softly: "Madam." ”

The voice fell.

Chang An seemed to feel something, his eyelids jumped slightly, and his body moved slightly to the side of the bed, getting closer to Ren Pingsheng.

Seeing this scene, Ren Pingsheng felt a warm current in his heart, stopped talking, and quietly stayed by her side.

This time.

Jiang Chuyue's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Shizi, Senior Sister just told people that her body is so cold, and she has to be hugged by Shizi to fall asleep."

“？”

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, subconsciously looked at Chang An, saw that her eyelashes were constantly fluttering, and she didn't seem to be asleep, and for a while she couldn't tell whether what Jiang Chuyue said was true or false.

It stands to reason that with Chang'an's character, he would not say such a thing.

However, when people have a fever, their inner anxiety will be magnified, and it is not impossible to seek security from the embrace of someone close to them.

But...... Is she a close person she relies on?

Just when he was a little hesitant and didn't know whether to hug Chang An.

Jiang Chuyue screamed in pain behind him.

"Hmm-"

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look and saw that she seemed to have hit something, her little face twisted together, and she covered her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Ren Pingsheng asked.

"No, it's okay, I accidentally knocked on the door just now." Jiang Chuyue replied.

Knocking on the door?

Ren Pingsheng glanced at Jiang Chuyue, and then at the door a few steps away from her, and his expression became a little strange.

Jiang Chuyue slowed down for a while, and her tone was hurried: "People didn't lie to the world, that's what Senior Sister said just now!"

The senior sister also said that the arms of the prince are so warm, and I want to lie in the arms of the prince for the rest of my life."

Halfway through speaking, the sound stopped abruptly as if it had been cut off by something.

Now.

Ren Pingsheng has already determined that this little girl is teasing herself again.

Chang An has a cold temperament, how could he say such a thing.

Having said that, even if one day, Chang An accepts herself as her husband, it shouldn't be like Jiang Chuyue said.

After all, before the accident, she was the lady of the heavens, a legend passed down by countless monks, a thousand-year-old genius of the stars and the moon, and a female god of war who killed countless demons at the border.

Such a person, you don't have to think about it, you know that she must have a cold personality and will not be as clingy as a little girl who is just starting to fall in love.

"It's a little regrettable to think about it......"

A touch of amazement rose in Ren Pingsheng's heart.

Actually, as an old single dog who hasn't been in love much, he still prefers the kind of soft and glutinous girl.

It's not impossible for Chang'an to be such a cold type, but it feels like something is missing.

After all, who doesn't want their women to be pure and lustful, cold as frost to others, and sweet and salty to themselves.

Of course, no matter what type of woman Chang An is, as her husband, she should be tolerant, not thinking about changing her, this is Ren Pingsheng's consistent criterion for getting along with others, and the same is true for intimate relationships.

Come to think of this.

Ren Pingsheng no longer thought about the unrealistic lies made up by Jiang Chuyue, but just sat quietly on the edge of the bed and accompanied his wife.

Minutes and seconds passed.

I don't know how long it took.

Chang An's breathing gradually became even, and his eyelashes no longer fluttered, just lying quietly on the bed, occasionally moving his body slightly.

Asleep?

Ren Pingsheng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Chang An, who was falling asleep, his eyebrows stretched, and his eyes showed a touch of trance.

The scene in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Where does this familiarity come from?

Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds and finally remembered.

Four or five years ago, sometime.

Because he was never able to break through the nine grades, he was imprisoned in the north by his father, and his mood was extremely low.

Every once in a while, I will run to a certain mountain in the suburbs, lie down from sunrise to sunset, and relax.

It was also at that time that I met a wild fox with bright eyes on the mountain.

After a few encounters, he gradually became acquainted with the wild fox, often lying together to watch the sunrise and sunset.

If you have any worries, talk to it.

The wild fox often listened to it, and fell asleep in a daze, and its body moved slightly from time to time, which was somewhat similar to Chang An in front of him.

"Four or five years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I don't know if the wild fox is still alive."

This thought popped up in Ren Pingsheng's heart, and he suddenly felt a little melancholy.

Don't look at him It's been twenty years since he came to this world, but there aren't many friends who can really talk to each other, not one to be exact, if he insists on saying it, the wild fox who can't understand human words is the only one.

Because the wild fox can't understand human speech, it can be a good person to talk to.

A lot of stuffy words can be said boldly without worrying about confiding in your heart and being ridiculed, and you can't help but worry about showing your weak side and being despised.

During that time, it was precisely because of the existence of such a tree hole that Ren Pingsheng gradually got out of the malaise, regained his strength, and continued to cultivate hard.

It's a pity that after only two years of persistence, I was deeply hit by the news that Chang'an broke through the four products, let go of my obsession, and began to rot.

It has been rotten for two years.

Chang An became a waste from the original lady of the sky who was starry and moonless, and then became his own lady in a daze.

It can only be said. The world is impermanent.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand and gently straightened out the messy green silk on Chang An's forehead, tucked the quilt again, got up and left the house.

Close the door softly.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a small figure squatting in the corner of the wall, holding a branch on the ground, not knowing what to scratch.

I found out when I got closer.

There are four words: I hate my sister.

“.”

Ren Pingsheng was speechless for a while.

Sometimes, he really couldn't understand Jiang Chuyue's brain circuits, let alone why she always did these inexplicable things.

"Chang An is asleep." Ren Pingsheng spoke slowly.

"Oh." Jiang Chuyue replied coldly, crossed out the hated senior sister with a wooden stick, and wrote it again, emphasizing color and ignoring friends.

Heavy color and light friends?

We're not friends anymore, are we?

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched, and he spoke again: "I'll go back first, remember to call me if you have anything." ”

"Oh." Jiang Chuyue responded lukewarmly.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng didn't say anything more and left.

After a while, he went and returned, holding two strings of sugar gourds in his hands.

"Miss Chuyue."

Ren Pingsheng called lightly, handed over the two strings of sugar gourds, and said in a gentle tone: "You've worked hard for the past few days." ”

Seeing the sugar gourd, Jiang Chuyue's eyes burst out with a bright light, and she stood up suddenly, reverted to her original smart appearance, took the sugar gourd, and said with a smile: "It's still the son of the world who is good to others, unlike some people, hum, forget what is right."

Forgetful?

Who are you talking about?

Chang'an?

Ren Pingsheng was a little confused and asked, "Who forgets their righteousness?" ”

"Of course it is"

Halfway through the conversation, it came to an abrupt end again.

After a while, he spit out the second half of the sentence: "It's Peach." ”

"Peach?" Ren Pingsheng was stunned.

He knows this name, she is a little girl with a round face, a gentle personality, and is responsible for delivering food to Chang An and Jiang Chuyue on weekdays.

"She has been eye-to-eye with the guards in your house for the past few days, and she has been thinking about how to hook up with your guards, but that guard is an elm head, and she can't see her thoughts, so she spills her anger on me. That's it, let's not talk about her, it's boring. ”

The more Jiang Chuyue spoke, the more angry she became, holding two strings of sugar gourds in one hand and her waist with the other, looking puffed out.

Momo poured her anger on her?

I can't see that the little girl still has such a side.

Ren Pingsheng said: "I'll talk about her later." ”

Jiang Chuyue waved her hand and said, "Thank you Shizi for your kindness, but this is my matter with her, and it is better for Shizi not to interfere." ”

Ren Pingsheng didn't think much about it, nodded, said a few more words, and returned to his courtyard.

I was going to continue cultivating, but as soon as I was meditating cross-legged, I heard a sound of footsteps outside.

"Shizi, there is a eunuch outside, saying that he is here to deliver the decree."

A guard stood in front of the courtyard gate and prayed.

Message?

Did the emperor know what happened in front of the Spring Breeze Hall?

"An Pingbo is not a figure in Beijing, the emperor shouldn't make a big deal about this trivial matter, right?"

Ren Pingsheng's brows furrowed, and he fell into thought.

If you think about it, it's not necessarily.

An Pingbo is nothing, but this matter may be fueled by the civil and military officials of the feudal faction.

How things will develop, I can't guess until the last minute.

But

Even if this matter is full of turmoil in the city.

Ren Pingsheng has no regrets.

As he said to Li Yong at the door of the Spring Breeze Hall.

The Zhenbei Wangfu guards the country, and it has never been compromised.

Being bullied to the head by others, and turning a blind eye to it, he can't do this kind of thing.

Don't say that the other party is just a little An Pingbo, even An Pingbo himself, he will also find a way to bite off a piece of meat from the other party.

Even if you can't fight back on the spot, you will definitely find a way to retaliate afterwards.

After a burst of thought, Ren Pingsheng stood up, looked light-hearted, and bowed slightly: "Got it." ”

After tidying up his clothes, he walked to the door.

After a stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng came to the eunuch.

The eunuch glanced at him, took out a holy decree from his arms, unfolded it, and said in a sharp and feminine voice: "The prince of Zhenbei Wang Ren Pingsheng listens to the decree!" ”

Ren Pingsheng stood upright and saluted respectfully.

Seeing this, the eunuch began to recite the decree: "Fengtian carries the emperor's edict and says, in the inner city of the capital to use force with people, throughout the hundred years, I have no such rude vassal prince in the Great Zhou...... If you commit it again in the future, you will never be spared. ”

Hear the content of the Divine Decree.

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned.

That's it?

Gone?

After waiting for a while, seeing that the eunuch did not read it again, he finally determined that this was the content of the holy decree.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to receive the order, and shouted in his mouth: "The minister's order!" ”

took the holy decree, carefully browsed it, and found that the eunuch read it correctly, and the holy decree was such a few words that were not painful.

"That's it?"

Ren Pingsheng felt a little trance.

Side.

Seeing this, the eunuch seemed to understand his thoughts, and lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty still has an oracle. ”

When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he was stunned for a second, and immediately reacted and made a gesture of please: "Father-in-law, please enter the house." ”

A moment later.

Entered the main hall.

The eunuch spoke: "Your Majesty has issued an edict to order the prince to participate in this year's Xia Miao." ”

With Xiao Rongxue's popular science in front, Ren Pingsheng still knew Xia Miao well, thought for a few seconds, and asked, "Does the Holy Lord have other wills?" ”

The eunuch shook his head slightly: "That's all." ”

After speaking, he seemed to think of something, lowered his voice again, and said, "There is something that the slave maid thinks it is necessary for the son of the world to know." ”

"What's the matter?" Ren Pingsheng also lowered his voice and asked.

"The Holy Lord intends to choose a good match for His Highness Yunhe from the top three of Xia Miao."

The eunuch's feminine voice sounded.

Ren Pingsheng chuckled in his heart.

For no reason, why did the emperor suddenly want his sister-in-law to marry?

Wrong.

The eunuch took the initiative to mention this matter, it could never be his own whim, it must have been instructed by the emperor.

Why did the Emperor tell me this news?

Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds, realized something, and asked, "What if the top three are all married?" ”

(End of chapter)