In the next few days, Chang'an was even calmer.

Even Weiyang Palace, which has always been busy, has been deserted.

A cold snap suddenly swept from the north, making the chill in the entire Chang'an City a little heavier.

There is a lot of speculation about how long it will be before the first snow of the year falls.

The sons and daughters of the wealthy families want to see the snow, and the children of the peddlers' pawns worry about their winter clothes.

The rich love winter and the poor love summer, for a reason.

In the middle of the general's back house, Huo Guangzheng was alone in the bedroom reading the various documents sent by Chen Wannian.

There are two types of instruments.

Part of it is the military affairs in the General's Palace, and there is still no news from the northern front.

The other part is some of the dynamics in Chang'an City, which were all looted by some Huo Dang scattered in different prefectures.

With these Huo Dang scattered all over the court, Huo Guang can still hear about many things in Chang'an City.

What worries him the most is that the Son of Heaven has appointed and dismissed many courtiers, but the rank of these courtiers is not high, nor is it low: the Son of Heaven did not move the important ministers of the Three Princes and Nine Qings.

It seems that there is still hesitation.

This couldn't help but make Huo Guang even more puzzled, and he couldn't guess what the Son of Heaven was thinking at all.

It has been three to five days since the Son of Heaven issued an edict on the day of "stopping the court and revoking the government for the general".

In the past few days, the Son of Heaven will ask the imperial physician of Shaofu to take his pulse, not to mention whether this will help his condition, but at least let Huo Guang calm down a little.

After reading one document after another, Huo Guang let out a sigh in his heart.

Putting aside the trace of resentment in his heart, in the past few days, the Son of Heaven has actually handled the affairs of the court well.

The local counties are calculated and reported, the county taxes are paid into the treasury, the northern counties and counties are prepared, the culverts and official roads of Chang'an City are repaired, and the high temples are renovated......

These things have been handled very well.

The Son of Heaven seems to have learned how to be an emperor – not to do it himself, just to appoint the right officials and finally command in the middle.

However, some of the things that the Son of Heaven did also made Huo Guang confused, and even felt that it was a crazy move.

forced pedestrians to walk on the right, saying that this is in line with the etiquette system of the Han Dynasty to respect the right; Many toilets were built, and dozens of toilet cooks were even appointed; And they sent men to gather up the filth of the people and send it outside the city to fill it......

Although these things are not a waste of money and labor, they are also unheard of miracles.

The dark and thin face of the Son of Heaven in Huo Guang's mind became more and more blurred, so that he couldn't figure out what he looked like.

The Son of Heaven seems to really have the potential to be a good ruler, and he doesn't need to worry too much.

Thinking of this, Huo Guang was both relieved and stunned.

It is gratifying that the heir of Emperor Xiaowu has the demeanor of a Ming monarch, and it is sad that he does not seem to be so important to the Han Empire.

And now is not the time to be sentimental, Huo Guang is not worried about the Son of Heaven now, but for himself.

Immediately enter the palace, and then lead the ministers to play a book, respectfully asking His Majesty to govern in person, how about this?

Can Huo Guang's current predicament be solved, can Huo Yu's life be saved, and can the Son of Heaven reconcile with the Huo family?

Huo Guang wasn't sure.

Moreover, he is willing to let the Son of Heaven govern himself, but he is unwilling to let go of the power in his hands.

Returning to Hedong to be a rich man is not Huo Guang's choice.

Not only because he can't rest assured about the Han Dynasty, but also because he doesn't dare to imagine a life without power.

The compliments of hundreds of officials and ministers, the respect of relatives and relatives, the praise of the people of the world, and the temptation of being in charge of the Han Dynasty......

Sweet as syrup, eat the marrow to know the taste.

Once you've tasted it, how can you give it up so easily?

The Son of Heaven can govern in advance, but it is not yet time to completely relinquish power.

As there were fewer and fewer official documents on the case, Huo Guang felt a little dizzy again.

At this time, at the bottom of those official documents, he saw a piece of paper with a difference.

I picked it up and opened it curiously, and found that it was "Chang'an Monthly".

Unexpectedly, the Son of Heaven really got this novel thing out, and it was really vigorous.

There was no sun today, it was a cloudy day, and the doors and windows of the bedroom were tightly closed, so the light was very dark.

Huo Guang picked the wick with a copper stick, making the bean-sized lamp brighter.

Then, he read the "Chang'an Monthly" to the beating lamp.

The first thing that caught my eye was the article written by the Son of Heaven in "Shilin Model", which was simple in language, but did not hesitate to praise Huo Guang.

Unexpectedly, the Son of Heaven did not replace this article, but still made it public.

Huo Guang has gone through three dynasties, and he has been praised by the Son of Heaven for an unknown number of times.

But after all, it all happened in the court, and there has never been such a "black and white" circulation throughout Chang'an as this time.

From today on, the people of Chang'an City probably know about his Huo Guang's exploits.

This rice paper is really a great thing, without rice paper, there would be no such novel "Chang'an Monthly".

Does the fact that this article can be published means that the Son of Heaven is not so "ruthless"?

Huo Guang doesn't like to read, but for some reason, he thinks this "Chang'an Monthly" is very interesting, and gradually reads it.

The above article, whether long or short, is very straightforward and simple in terms of words and sentences.

Unlike those written by Confucian scholars, the scriptures are quoted and the words are complicated, and after reading the back, you forget the front.

Not to mention the hundreds of officials and ministers in the court, even if the peddlers and pawns hear it, they can understand it immediately.

And the inside of these articles is also very interesting, publishing a lot of rural observations, so that Huo Guangdu was temporarily freed from the heavy case.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Huo Guang read the "Chang'an Monthly" from beginning to end.

When I put it down, I still feel like I'm still unsatisfied.

It's a pity that it will take another fifteen days to see the second issue of "Chang'an Monthly", and I don't know what interesting things I can see at that time.

Huo Guang was a little surprised, after this moment of rest, the fatigue also dissipated a lot.

Just a few dozen pennies can buy this quarter of an hour of leisure, which is very good.

At this time, the door of the bedroom was gently pushed open, and Huo Xian walked in.

On the table in her hand was a colorful lacquer bowl, which seemed to contain something, and wisps of white heat came out.

Huo Guang immediately smelled a pungent smell of medicine, he couldn't help frowning, and there was something strange in his throat.

Huo Xian walked over in broken steps, saluted to Huo Guang, and said softly: "Husband, it's time to drink medicine." ”

The medicine in the bowl was pitch black and translucent, and faintly, it seemed that there was some cordyceps-like foreign body.

Huo Guang had some repulsion, and did not immediately reach out to pick it up.

"The old man's illness is almost cured, so this medicine is not necessary." Huo Guang said with a shelf.

"Husband, the doctor said that this decoction must be drunk for a month, not less than a day, only in this way can the recurrence of stubborn diseases be avoided."

Huo Xian said very softly, and Huo Guang's face was already a little loose, but he still didn't take the medicine.

Unexpectedly, Huo Xian actually laughed out loud with a "poof", and asked quite coquettishly: "Husband is not afraid of drinking this bitter medicine, right?" ”

"How can the old man be afraid?" Huo Guang is colorful.

"Then the husband drank this medicine, and let the concubine see the spirit of the general husband." Huo Xian deliberately smiled and used the agitation method.

In fact, in the boudoir, Huo Guang was easily handled, and at this moment he was held in his hands by Huo Xian - he enjoyed Huo Xian's flattery to him.

Huo Guang looked at Huo Xian, who was full of amorous feelings, and his eyes immediately became a little confused, if it wasn't for the serious illness that had not been cured, there would definitely be boudoir fun tonight.

"Don't you dare, husband?" Huo Xian asked with some raised eyebrows.

"How dare not?" Huo Guang Zhengse said, picked up the bowl proudly, and drank the bowl of medicine in one go.

The black liquid that overflowed flowed from the corner of Huo Guang's mouth, Huo Xian hurriedly wiped it off with a towel and towel, but he didn't expect Huo Guang to suddenly stretch out his hand and take Huo Xian into his arms.

Huo Xian didn't expect his husband to be so Meng Lang, so he first exclaimed in a low voice, but after seeing Huo Guang's confused eyes, he obediently lay down in Huo Guang's arms.

In this dark bedroom, there is a flash of spring.

The two snuggled together......

Today's chapter, I can't help but send it out first, and there will be more in the afternoon!

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