On that day, Emperor Hongyou fainted, Empress Jiang was punished into the cold palace, and Zhao Jin left the palace safely.

What greeted him in the palace that day was originally a dead end. Fortunately, he was bloody at the critical moment, and only then did he break out a way to live for himself openly.

Now, up and down the capital, everyone knows the secret of the queen and the fake prince. Everyone also knows that he hurriedly led his army back to Beijing in order to escort his father's princess back to the exile.

What rebellion, what resistance, in his place, all have a very clear explanation.

Lord Su of the Ministry of Officials couldn't help but feel palpitations.

"Luckily, the kid was real!" Taking advantage of the emperor's bedriddenness, he made a special trip to meet Zhao Jin in private.

"But Your Highness, your move is too risky, and the old ministers will sweat for you after hearing about it. How do you know that child must be His Majesty's blood? If you admit your mistake, Your Highness, there was a precedent for the prince to rebel and be deposed as a concubine in the previous dynasty! ”

Zhao Jin didn't care, and replied casually: "This is thanks to the people you sent, Ancestor." ”

Hearing this, Master Su was slightly stunned: "The people from the old minister's faction? Which is it? ”

He never remembered that he had such a command to those under him. He had instructed those people to follow the Third Highness and assist him in completing Jiangnan's errands safely, and not to regenerate superfluous incidents.

"That's the ......"

Zhao Jin frowned, and then realized that he hadn't asked the official's name until he entered Beijing.

He paused, then thought to himself, well, it doesn't matter that much.

That's a very good at doing things, and he loves to get ahead, and now he has made such a big contribution, I'm afraid that he will come to ask for merit and reward in the next two days.

It's never too late to say that then.

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Jin skimmed over this lightly, and asked separately. "I heard that the queen's family is going to be beheaded in the next two days?"

"The Turkic envoys are about to enter Jingnagong in the New Year, so naturally the sooner this matter is dealt with, the better." Hearing Zhao Jin ask about this, Lord Su's attention was also shifted to more urgent matters.

"Your Highness, you will definitely have to rein in your edge these days." Master Su asked.

Zhao Jin hummed casually.

Master Su continued bitterly: "Now that the Empress and the Nine Emperor Princes have been disposed of, who Your Majesty can rely on is known to everyone in the government and the opposition. It is another major event for the envoy to enter the capital and pay tribute, and His Majesty wants to take care of his body, and I am afraid that these things will have to be handled by His Royal Highness for him. ”

Speaking of this, Master Su lowered his voice and admonished Zhao Jin.

"In the past two days, Your Highness will stop provoking Your Majesty."

——

Lord Su's words, Zhao Jin naturally took them to heart.

It's just that what he kept in mind was not the sentence that Master Su repeated repeatedly.

The only thing the emperor relies on now is ...... It was indeed him.

The heirs in the palace are difficult, this is something that everyone knows. Until all of them became adults, the emperor only got one Nine Emperors, and now that the prince is gone, he has also become a princess.

My father is now fifty years old.

If he wants to have another prince, I'm afraid it will be difficult to ascend to the sky.

Coupled with this accident, his body collapsed...... Is there only a name difference between him Zhao Jin and the position of the crown prince now?

Zhao Jin didn't feel that he had anything to be careful about.

So, in just two days, he swaggered into the palace, and said that he was sick.

The eunuchs who were waiting to greet him outside the palace gate did not dare to raise their heads, so respectful that they did not dare to straighten up all the way.

And he, walking leisurely with a victorious attitude, did not forget to ask slowly: "How is my father's health in the past two days?" ”

"The cold palace is cold, and Your Majesty has suffered another accident, so it is inevitable that he will be more sick." The eunuch said cautiously. "However, in the past two days, with the careful care of the Tai Hospital, Your Majesty has put aside state affairs and rested for two days, and it can be regarded as a lot of recovery."

Zhao Jin nodded boredly.

At this moment, a young man in a black flying fish suit passed by not far away, bowed his head, and bowed deeply to him.

Zhao Jin looked at him twice.

"The commander of the Jinyi Guard?" Zhao Jin looked indifferent and said with a cool smile. "It's rare to see him enter the palace these days. I see that during this period of time, my father used the group of fans in the East Factory very much? ”

His tone was haughty, with a condescending, point-pointing attitude.

Naturally, the eunuch didn't dare to disobey in the slightest.

He looked up cautiously, glanced not far away, and saw that the one who saluted was Lord Lin Zimao, who had long since lost his temper and had lost a lot of weight.

"Lord Lin ...... a few days ago Don't be careful. The eunuch didn't dare to say more, but only said vaguely. His Majesty also has the heart to teach him. ”

Zhao Jin looked at Lin Zimao with a smile, and then ignored him.

When this brocade guard was reused by his father, he was also very proud, and many of his people were selflessly checked by this Lin Zimian Iron Face.

How is it now? He thought that he was a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and in the end, he was no different from the group of women who fell out of favor in the harem?

Zhao Jin looked away from him contemptuously.

People, no matter how much effort you put in, you can't win the Mandate of Heaven. Dignity and humility, that is engraved in the blood and bones, that is, no matter how much effort you spend to climb, where can you climb?

He's different.

His fate is something that his father and emperor cannot deny or change.

It was the noblest bloodline, and it belonged to him alone.

In the face of this bloodline, even his father's likes and dislikes are useless. What's the use of him liking Zhao Jue again?

That's not his species.

The only seed he had left behind was the woman he had killed out of fear.

The bloodline of his mother is destined to sit on the unattainable throne.

Zhao Jin smiled coldly, and stepped into Emperor Hongyou's bedroom with his head held high, as if he was the master there.

——

When Emperor Hongyou drank half of the decoction, the eunuch outside came to report that His Royal Highness was waiting outside the palace and wanted to serve His Majesty.

Emperor Hongyou didn't react on his face, and he couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger.

He sat up on the dragon bed and raised his hand to push away the golden spoon given by the palace maid.

"Your Majesty......" The palace maid hesitated, and saw Emperor Hongyou waving her hand.

That's what it means to stop drinking medicine.

The palace maid didn't dare to say much, put the medicine bowl in the hand of Emperor Hongyou with both hands, and then bowed her head and left his dragon bed backwards.

After a moment of silence, Emperor Hongyou said slowly: "Xuan." ”

Soon, the eunuch who gave the order withdrew, and the sound of the suede brocade boots stepping on the gold bricks slowly came.

"The son respectfully invites his father, Emperor Sheng'an."

His prince, stopped a few feet away, and bowed respectfully.

Emperor Hongyou waved his hand and said lightly: "Flatten." Huang Wei, give the seat. ”

Zhao Jin unceremoniously sat down in front of his dragon bed.

"The servant who brought in his son just now said that my father has improved a lot in the past two days." He said to Emperor Hongyou with a smile.

"But it's rare for my father to get sick, and my sons are really worried, and I have to see my father with my own eyes to feel at ease."

"I'm fine." Emperor Hongyou sat on the bed, his expression calm, but he didn't look at him. "It's you, Jin'er. In your twenties, it's time to be more steady. ”

When Zhao Jin heard this, he sighed sincerely.

"The sons know that their father is still blaming the sons for the events of that day." He said. "It's just...... The sorrow of the sons and daughters that day was all because of ...... I didn't expect you to be suspicious of your son. ”

Emperor Hongyou did not answer.

Zhao Jin continued: "Father, the son is not only your courtier, but also your own child. Everything the sons did was just for the sake of the court and their father, how could they do such a thing as rebellion. ”

He looked calm, not as sad as he said, but looked at Emperor Hongyou for a long time, waiting to see his reaction.

But I saw Emperor Hongyou sitting there, with his hands on his knees, bowing his back slightly, and hanging his head, not as tall and majestic as when he sat on the dragon chair in the past.

Such a slightly rickety posture is more like a father.

Zhao Jin looked at him, and his heart still involuntarily slightly weakened.

His father was indeed old.

In his memory, his father's shoulders and back were straight. He could easily lift him over his shoulders and hold him up to pick the most beautiful magnolia flower in the treetops.

He...... Indeed, it was his father.

For a while, distant memories suddenly popped up, stumbling on Zhao Jin's thoughts.

He and his father faced each other wordlessly, and in the silence, he gradually developed a sense of what is wrong with things.

Oh, yes...... Bloodline is indeed a magical thing that is difficult to break.

Zhao Jin's lips moved slightly, and he couldn't help but want to open his mouth and ask his father.

He wanted to ask him if he really had only doubts about his mother and no friendship, and he also wanted to ask him whether he was the last choice in his helplessness now, or the son he once loved and was connected by blood.

However, before he could ask, Emperor Hongyou had already raised his head.

He looked straight at Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin was slightly stunned.

Unlike Emperor Hongyou's fragility due to thinness, illness and old age, he is facing a pair of cold, scrutinizing, condescending imperial eyes.

"Jin'er, are you weird?"

He heard his father ask coldly.

Zhao Jin opened his mouth, his eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't make a sound for a moment.

He saw Emperor Hongyou smiling, although he was smiling, but his eyebrows were a cold gaze at the dead thing.

"It's weird." His tone was firm and unquestionable. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have waited for the day when you enter the palace to show off your might."

…… Wait?

His father, who was on the sickbed, was he waiting?

Zhao Jin was speechless for a long time before he trembled and said, "Father, ...... Emperor"

"You think there's no way I'll take you." Emperor Hongyou looked at him, and his cold smile sank like this.

Zhao Jin trembled lightly on his shoulders under his forced gaze.

"No, son......"

"You resent me." Emperor Hongyou only looked at him coldly. "You only think that I have harmed your mother, but you have forgotten that I have told you how much helplessness I have as a king."

Zhao Jin only shook his head under his cold gaze.

He had forgotten...... His father, the emperor, is not only his father, but also the king who has controlled the court for decades.

In front of the majesty of the Son of Heaven, he is still too immature.

"You only blame me, and no one ever thinks about me. Jin'er, I have loved your mother for a while, and I have hurt you for nothing. ”

Emperor Hongyou sat there, obviously sitting on the bed with his back bowed, and when he raised his eyes to look at Zhao Jin, he was full of cold looks down on life and death.

"For the past twenty years, I have neglected you." Emperor Hongyou said coldly. "Someone."

A group of brocade-clothed eunuchs came out of nowhere and surrounded him in silence.

"Father!" Zhao Jin panicked. "Can't...... You can't kill me! ”

"Silly boy, what are you talking about?" But seeing Emperor Hongyou staggering his gaze expressionlessly, he said indifferently.

"Aren't you going to serve the sick? Then, for the time being, I will live in the palace and serve me. ”

His father's ...... His father wanted to put him under house arrest!

The eunuchs had already stepped forward, and Zhao Jin struggled under the eunuchs, shouting in a lost voice: "Father, I am your only son!" Only! ”

But seeing that his father had already lowered his head, he picked up the medicine bowl beside the bed, and drank it himself.

"It doesn't matter." Just listen to him say calmly.

"I will teach you well. If you teach it well, you can be considered worthy of your mother giving birth to you. ”

He picked up the spoon and looked at Zhao Jin.

"If you don't teach well, you will also have your mother and your unborn brother on top, and bless me with another heir."

——

Zhao Jin was dragged all the way and locked in a dark room in the side hall of Emperor Hongyou's bedroom.

He has been playing in his father's bedroom since he was a child...... I never found out that there was such a place in the dormitory.

It's not a cramped palace, but it's full of walls. Only a small nailed window came in with a faint light.

The eunuchs threw him here and said, "Your Highness is at ease to serve your illness, three meals a day, and the slaves and maids will bring them to Your Highness." ”

Zhao Jin struggled to rush out, but the heavy door had already closed heavily in front of him.

In the entire palace room, only a faint light from the window was left.

He threw himself to the window, and saw that beyond the window sash was the wide, flat square outside his father's bedchamber. The eunuch in brocade stood under the corridor, his back to him, as if he hadn't heard any movement in this secret room.

…… He was placed under house arrest in the palace.

His father said to teach him, but it was not impossible to imprison him for five or ten years.

If his father is ...... If, as he said, he really had another child, then his son, who was no longer obedient enough to disobey him, would have died of an emergency in the palace in a thousand ways.

He's completely finished.

Zhao Jin, who recognized the reality, couldn't help but tremble, and a pair of eyes looked around urgently and hastily, like the last struggle of a flying insect on a spider's web.

At this moment, a pair of clear black eyes crashed into his sight.

Nine Princesses!

Zhao Jin looked into those eyes suddenly, and saw a short and skeletal girl standing under his window.

She held her head up, her big black eyes abrupt at her overly thin face.

But they are as clear as two mirrors, reflecting Zhao Jin's panicked appearance.

"Nine Emperor Sisters!" He quickly slapped the window sash and said to the girl. "It's me, Brother Three Emperors, remember? The palace I took you back to, if I hadn't found you back, you would still be locked up in Jiang's house! ”

As he spoke, he slammed the window sash.

"You help me, help me go to the Ministry of Shangshu Mansion, go and tell them that I am locked up in the palace, let them save me, my grandfather will definitely ......"

However, before he could finish speaking, two eunuchs had already hurried over.

"Your Highness the Nine! Your Highness the Nine, Your Majesty doesn't like your ...... running around"

One of the eunuchs hurriedly pulled her up, and when she looked at the window, her face changed color with nervousness.

"What are you going to do? If you want Your Majesty to see it, can you pay it back? ”

The eunuch next to him hurriedly stepped forward and quickly closed the sash that was used as a cover for the nailed window.

"Nine Emperor Sisters, Nine Emperor Sisters!!"

This time, no matter how much Zhao Jin shook the window, it would be useless.

The heavy, inlaid window closed mercilessly in front of him.

The snow-covered pavilions and the bright golden tiles, the blue sky enclosed in them, the smooth white marble, and the thin girl who looked back at him...... Not far away, there were eunuchs who hurried into the dormitory.

"Frontier Emergency! The Turks invaded the border on the pretext of the entry of the mission, and quickly presented it to His Majesty......"

Boom!

The last shred of light and sound was all cut off from the heavy window sashes.

——

The Turks have invaded the border.

This news was sent to the Marquis of Anping a moment earlier than the news that the third prince was placed under house arrest in the palace.

Zhao Pu's eyebrows tightened, and Fang Linyuan next to him also took over the urgent report in his hand as soon as possible.

Five hundred Turkic generals, disguised as envoys to Beijing and Nagong, tricked the guards of Yumen Pass to open the city gate.

While the guards were inspecting the carriages and cages as usual, the Turkic soldiers hiding in them suddenly rushed out and took control of the city gate as fast as they could.

The military report was sent immediately, and the Yumen Pass was thousands of miles away, and now it is not known what the situation at the border pass is.

Fang Linyuan's hand holding the military newspaper tightened suddenly.

"They signed a contract and sent a princess who was close to them, and the contract was torn up in less than a year!"

"The person who sent the letter said that it seemed to be due to the amount of tribute." Zhao Pu said on the side.

"In order to seek trade, Naren Timur set the amount of annual tribute very high. The Turks spent a lot of money in the trade towns that year, but they sold little of the cattle and sheep, so they considered themselves to be losing money and were reluctant to pay tribute to the Great Xuan. ”

"It's just an excuse!" Fang Linyuan put the general's newspaper on the table next to him.

"If they are afraid of losses, they don't buy official salt and grain, but someone has forced them?"

He knew the Turks too well.

"It must be because of the cold winter that they don't do farming, they don't have food on hand, and they have their eyes on the people of Daxuan. Before the end of the year, Daxuan was the richest, and they preferred such unearned deeds as plundering to cultivation and trade. ”

As he spoke, Fang Linyuan took a deep breath.

"When the Turks enter, they can only go through the north gate of Yumen Pass. Zhuo Fangyou is now stationed there, and if the troops are distributed according to my instructions, then in less than half a day, 5,000 men and horses can be gathered. The Turkic invasions were usually dominated by cavalry guerrillas, and the troops were not too many, as long as they sent troops and horses to surround them in a short time, they could recapture the northern city gate in less than the next day. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Linyuan grabbed the table a little anxiously, and the military newspaper was gradually crumpled tightly under his hands.

"It's just...... If the Turks had really been planning for a long time, and were thinking of seizing the city and attacking, they would definitely gather a large number of people. Yumen Pass ......"

After that, he couldn't speak.

Only then did he return to the city of Daxuan from the Turkic iron cavalry, but after a year of recuperation, where could he withstand the sudden re-war?

If the city is lost, it can be recaptured, but the people who died in the war ...... There was only a handful of loess left.

At this moment, his hand, which was clutching the edge of the table, suddenly fell into his other hand.

Fang Linyuan looked up and saw Zhao Pu next to him, looking at him calmly.

"Don't worry." I saw Zhao Pu say this. "The soldiers and generals of Yumen Pass have all grown up under your hands, and you have confidence in them, and you also have confidence in yourself."

Confidence......

But he had never experienced this, when the border was chaotic, but he was in the capital.

"What's more, there is also your strategy for setting the edge." I only listened to Zhao Pu again.

"I've seen your strategy, it's very detailed, it's very thorough. Your subordinates executed it very well, and even the envoys who entered the capital praised it again and again, so don't worry too much. ”

As he spoke, he gently squeezed Fang Linyuan's hand.

Fang Linyuan raised his head at this time and looked at Zhao Pu.

What Zhao Pu said was right, but he knew that no matter how foolproof the garrison was, he could not rule out the possibility of a resumption of war.

It really will be then......

Facing Zhao Pu's eyes, Fang Linyuan couldn't help but turn over his hand and hold him back.

He is still the general of Daxuan, and when the war breaks out, he must be the wall that stands in front of him and stands on the frontier.

At that moment a maid hurried into the bedroom, and without bothering to salute, she fell on her knees before the two of them.

"Master Hou!" She said. "Someone from the palace is here!"

Fang Linyuan was stunned: "What person?" ”

"Your Majesty's father-in-law." The maid looked up and said in a trembling voice.

"Say yes...... Come and send the tiger talisman to the general. ”：，n..，.