Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Harem.

Miao Zhaorong, who was embroidering in the yard, was a little surprised to see Zhao Zhen coming.

"Official, you are here."

Zhao Zhen nodded and his eyes fell on the Eighth Princess who was sitting on the blanket and playing.

"Ruihe looks a lot stronger."

Miao Zhaorong glanced at the well-behaved Eighth Princess lying on the ground, shook her head and sighed, "After Madam Zhang passed away, the Eighth Princess lost a lot of weight."

"The imperial doctors prescribed a lot of prescriptions, and that's why she gained some weight."

Zhao Zhen dismissed the palace maids and eunuchs, lifted his robe and sat next to the Eighth Princess.

"Ruihe, do you miss daddy?"

The eighth princess was only concerned with the toy in her hand and ignored Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen was not embarrassed by this, and said to Miao Zhaorong who was embroidering with a smile: "This child looks like her sister."

Miao Zhaorong shook her head in amusement: "She was born after Queen Wencheng's ten-month pregnancy. If her personality is not like Queen Wencheng's, Queen Wencheng will be unhappy."

After Madam Zhang passed away, in order to commemorate her, Zhao Zhen, despite the opposition of his ministers and the face of the current queen, resolutely posthumously conferred the title of queen on Madam Zhang, with the posthumous name of Wencheng.

When Zhao Zhen heard Miao Zhaorong mention Madam Zhang, he was a little dazed.

After a while, Zhao Zhen lowered his head and looked at the Eighth Princess who was concentrating on playing with a rattle in his arms with mixed emotions.

"It's good to be like her. If we are like her, our Ruihe will definitely not suffer any loss in the future."

Miao Zhaorong said nothing, but just continued what she was doing quietly.

Before Madam Zhang died, she entrusted the Eighth Princess to her, which she never expected.

She had thought that, given Madam Zhang's outstanding personality, she would find a noble adoptive mother for the Eighth Princess.

But it’s better to let her raise it. The official’s family is destined to have only two children, An’er and Ruihe.

Ruihe was raised by her and will definitely be close to An'er in the future.

If she leaves in the future, An'er will have her sisters to accompany her, so she won't be alone...

"Sir, has An'er written back recently?"

Zhao Zhen nodded, "I have written it."

"She asked me for a title, saying that I had not promoted her in all these years."

"Since she has returned with merit this time, I will definitely make you my concubine."

Hearing this, Miao Zhaorong shook her head with some amusement: "This child."

"I don't need any promotion. As long as she comes back safely, I will be thankful."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen shook his head calmly, "Your position should indeed be promoted."

"I wanted to promote you to imperial concubine directly."

"But because of the matter of Queen Wencheng, I slapped the Queen in the face, so I may have to wrong you first and start with the four concubines."

Miao Zhaorong smiled gently, "Let the government decide."

"Everything is fine in the palace. It doesn't matter if I don't get promoted."

Zhao Zhen shook his head in disapproval: "Our An'er is the crown princess. As the mother of the crown princess, your position cannot be too low."

"The position of one of the four concubines is just right for you."

Miao Zhaorong smiled softly, "Then I would like to thank you, Your Majesty."

Looking at Miao Zhaorong, who was not competitive and was as gentle as water, Zhao Zhen sighed.

"Rui He's personality is like her sister, but An Er's personality is not very similar to yours."

When Zhao Zhen mentioned Zhiyu, Miao Zhaorong smiled innocently, "An'er is fearless, I wonder who she took after."

"But I think she has a good temper and won't suffer any harm."

Zhao Zhen nodded in agreement, "We are both reserved people, but somehow, we gave birth to a daughter who is so good at talking."

"Every time I see An'er making the ministers speechless, I always think, if I had An'er's eloquence, I would definitely argue with the people in the Censorate every day."

Miao Zhaorong shook her head in amusement, "An'er is young, so the officials in the court give in to her."

"Officials, if you start arguing with them, they may not let you go."

"All the ministers in the court are born in the imperial examinations and have great literary talent. If you scold them all, I'm afraid you won't get the upper hand."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, I'm the king, no matter how powerful they are, I have to be merciful."

As he said this, Zhao Zhen put the Eighth Princess back on the blanket, stood up and said to Miao Zhaorong, "You continue embroidering. I'll go sit in the Queen's Palace."

Miao Zhaorong stood up calmly and bowed slightly to Zhao Zhen, "I respectfully bid you farewell."

—

Not long after the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were recovered, good news came from the border again. Di Qing and his men captured two Khitan cities.

At the same time, because Zhao Zhen and Zhiyu both rejected their envoys, the Jurchens were furious and announced that they would send troops to attack the Song Dynasty.

Zhiyu had already taken precautions against the Jurchens.

Before she left Bian Jing, she secretly sent Yang Wencai to the area bordering the Jurchens to prevent the Jurchens from suddenly sending troops to attack the Song Dynasty.

The Jurchens got off to a bad start and after being suppressed by Yang Wencai at the border, they retreated in disgrace within half a month and turned to attack Eastern Liao, which had been established by the Khitans not long ago.

In August of the sixth year of Huangyou, Zhao Shu and the Western Xia army were unstoppable and quickly destroyed the Western Liao Dynasty, and joined forces with Yu in Dading Prefecture.

On the city wall, Zhiyu waved to Zhao Shu below: "Brother."

Seeing Zhiyu standing out in a red dress on the city wall, Zhao Shu nodded at her silently.

He felt that out of kindness he had to give his so-called sister a warning.

On the battlefield, you must not wear clothes that are too eye-catching...

After Zhao Shu entered the city, Zhiyu chatted with the people from Xixia for a while and then took Zhao Shu to the study.

"Brother, how is the scenery in Xixia?"

Facing Shang Zhiyu's spirited gaze, Zhao Shu nodded slightly: "Not bad."

Hearing this, Zhiyu touched his chin and said with a smile, "Is that so."

"Then we have to take it down."

"If I don't capture beautiful places and write poems for the people of Song Dynasty, I will always feel sorry for the poets of Song Dynasty."

Zhao Shu: “..............”

"Princess, we are now in a cooperative relationship with Xixia."

Zhiyu waved her hand, "It's just temporary."

"It will not affect future wars between our two countries."

Zhao Shu twitched his lips, "Princess, let's discuss how to attack Khitan first."

"It's not too late to talk about Xixia later."

Hearing this, Zhiyu nodded thoughtfully, "Brother, what you said makes sense."

"I have to attack each country one by one, so that the court officials will know that war is not easy."

Otherwise, what if they turn against me and refuse to acknowledge my achievements? "

Zhao Shu: “.........”

I did not say anything.