On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Asahi was restored, saying that there was urgent civil information coming up from the south.

Yun Lang hadn't been to the court a few times in total, but after reading the recital, he was rarely moved.

Dropped the piece to the ground: "There are frequent epidemics in Jinling, and the county guard has reported it more than once, and you dare to press the chapter until the end of the year!" ”

Some of the ministers in the hall were dissatisfied: "Just in time for His Majesty to ascend the throne, and it is the New Year, there are too many affairs in this court......

"That's not a reason! As I have said, put the people first in all things, and you will reap all the old vices! ”

When Jiang Beizhi was in power, many times when he had a headache about the court, he always made excuses, this was pressed and then discussed, and that waited for me to think of a way.

So some of the officials have not changed their old habits.

Now looking at the little emperor on the dragon throne, a portrait of Ji Shiyan's face, when he understands anger, he does have the power of King Cheng'an back then.

I didn't dare to speak for a while.

Yun Lang's anger has not subsided, the epidemic is not a trivial matter, he once followed Xu Bai and Qingjiu to other places, knowing that this disease is contagious, and if it is not cured, there will be endless troubles.

But the priority is to solve the problem, not to blame the officials.

Even if you want to blame, you have to wait until the matter is over.

He has not been idle during the New Year, and has always been familiar with the personnel and regulations of the court by Zhou Tingyue, so he has a good idea of who can use it and who can't.

Although he was also curious about why Zhou Tingyue had not appeared for many years, he was still well versed in the dynamics of the Great Zhou court.

But he didn't ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, and Uncle Zhou is here for him and his mother, so he shouldn't be suspicious.

He pointed to two officials and transported the relief materials to Jinling, the epidemic site, where they could fully access the pathogen and know what the situation was.

But Yun Lang still wanted to go by himself.

For nothing else, Jinling sent three urgent reports in a row, indicating that this matter is very serious.

After dispersing, Yun Lang and Zhou Tingyue went back to the study, he struggled for a while and then spoke: "Uncle Zhou, should I go to Jinling by myself?" ”

"It shouldn't."

Zhou Tingyue's answer seemed a little cold and simple, and Yun Lang lowered his head after listening.

But then his head was wrapped around Zhou Tingyue's big hand and rubbed it twice: "You yourself know that it shouldn't be, right?" You are now the emperor, not the little prince of the Medicine King Valley, nor a little prince, there will only be more and more such things in the future, you can't do everything yourself, you can only cultivate some people who do things for you, until they can all win your trust. ”

"But it's very difficult, I know that the former emperor was not careful in political affairs, and even after taking the officials below for a long time, he would develop the habit of procrastinating in everything, I am afraid that if they delay any longer, the people will suffer more."

Zhou Tingyue lowered his eyes and looked at him, eight or nine years old was still too young, an ordinary child, and now he was still running around.

Yun Lang has to worry about political affairs.

"Uncle will run for you that week."

Yun Lang raised his head, his eyes lit up: "If you go, of course I am very relieved." ”

"But I'll take your mother with me." Zhou Tingyue said again.

This time Yun Lang was a little puzzled, not puzzled, he knew that Zhou Tingyue's relationship with his mother was not ordinary, but he couldn't say how it was unusual.

But my father is no longer there, and my mother really needs someone to accompany her in the future.

If Uncle Zhou could, he wouldn't have any opinion.

"Well, my mother doesn't seem to be in a good mood lately, and it's good to let her go out for a walk."

After all, Yun Lang knew from the beginning that Qingjiujiu would not stay in this imperial city with him forever.

As they spoke, they turned the cloister and saw two figures in the garden through which they were going to go back to the study.

The one in red has a bright face, supporting his head with one hand and feeding the fish boredly with the other.

Today, the weather is very clear, the ice in the pond has melted, and the koi fish are floating on the surface of the water, which is very beautiful.

Another dark back, with his hands behind his back, seemed to be looking at the water in a daze.

Song Heyu is like an idler, and he has no intention of leaving after staying in Da Zhou for seven or eight days.

Yun Lang walked over and was very friendly to his seniors: "Your Majesty Song." ”

Song Heyu turned his head and saw that the handsome little emperor had a straight face, not to mention how good-looking he was between his eyebrows.

She sneered, "Every time Your Majesty calls me, it feels like you're going to send me away. ”

As she spoke, her hands were not idle, and she pocketed Yun Lang's little face and touched the slippery hands.

- No wonder it is said that Her Majesty the Empress of Qingyue has always been a good man and can't control it.

Yun Lang didn't duck his head back, he didn't smile on his face, and he didn't get angry: "That's not what I meant." ”

He then looked at Shen Qu again: "Lord Shen is afraid of the cold?" ”

Because of the man in front of him, he felt that he was wrapped very thickly several times, and there were several layers of thick clothes in the fur collar.

Even so, his figure is still thin.

Shen Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Lang, for some reason, he was a person who looked impersonal and seemed to be cold to the bones, and at this time he also reached out and touched Yun Lang's face.

Yun Lang: "????? ”

He wondered, did the people of Qingyue have any habits?

"There's lint." After Shen Qu finished speaking, he twisted his fingers, as if there was really hair.

But he didn't answer Yun Lang's question just now.

Zhou Tingyue wanted to smile or not: "Lord Shen is warm-hearted. ”

"We Qingyue people, we all have some problems," Song Heyu happily sprinkled all the fish food in the water: "The two of you don't look very happy, is there something?" ”

"Jinling epidemic, Uncle Zhou and Taifu are making ideas for me."

Shen said: "Jinling is a southern land, the climate is warm, and the sudden epidemic may be related to the weather, do you have a clue?" ”

He seemed to be very familiar with Jinling, Yun Lang originally wanted to ask, but a person who was mixed with the empress must know everything about Wuzhou.

And he always felt that there was a feeling in this person that he couldn't get scared, even though there was a scar on his eyelid.

"No, Taifu said that he would go on a trip in person, my mother understands medical skills, and Taifu also understands people's feelings."

"Crazy?"

"Crazy?"

Two voices rang out in unison.

Seeing Song Heyu twisting her eyebrows and looking at Zhou Tingyue for a moment, then she seemed to feel inappropriate, and she swept to Yun Lang again: "Why don't you go yourself?" ”

Shen Qu's 'Are you crazy' was originally said to Yun Lang.

Now, it seems that both of them are questioning Yun Lang.

Yun Lang was at a loss: Why do they Qingyue people have no sense of boundaries so much?

But these two people didn't seem to need Yun Lang's answer, and they both looked at Zhou Tingyue at the same time.

Zhou Tingyue spread his hands: "The matter of Da Zhou, don't you care about it, right?" ”

"Heh," Song Heyu sneered: "That's right, Little Majesty, I will say goodbye to you today." ”

Yun Lang was still at a loss: "Won't you stay for a few more days?" Do you want to go back to Qingyue? ”

"No, I came out this time to walk around, and I am not in a hurry to return to the court."

Wuzhou is now a rare era of peace and prosperity, and there is no need to worry about it in the palace every day.

Yun Lang nodded: "Then I don't have much left." ”

But then, in the convoy that saw off Zhou Tingyue and Qingjiujiu two days later, Song Heyu was seen sitting idly in the carriage.

Yun Lang was curious: "Where is Your Majesty going to go?" ”

"Good boy, I also want to go to Jinling to have a look." Song He said with a smile.

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