After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Tianzhong Pavilion

The Military Aircraft Department is an important place in Tianjing, and non-DPRK military officials are not allowed to enter. They must have a token or be summoned to enter.

The room was dark, with only candles lit in the four corners. A long table was placed. Several pavilion elders were sitting around the table, discussing the plan to go to Liyuan on this trip. However, after long discussions, they could not find a suitable candidate. Their faces were full of sorrow, and they couldn't stop talking. sigh.

The small door was pushed open to both sides. The waiter bowed in front of the door, introduced it inward with his side hand, and said respectfully:

"Please, Lord Admiral."

Someone carried him in at the door. Lan Yu was dressed in a crimson official robe, embroidered with dark patterns of auspicious clouds, a long robe with wide sleeves, and a jade crown binding his hair. The candlelight flickered and illuminated his face, making him look as if he had been engraved with a fine pen. He was handsome, cold, and proud. Sharp.

Seeing this, all the pavilion elders stopped writing one after another. Some of them were about to stand up, but Lan Yu stopped them first and lowered their heads in greeting: "All the pavilion elders have been working hard for a few days. Please go back after today's work."

"Wherever, the admiral has worked even harder and should rest more."

Mr. Lin Ge took a sip of tea, moved the two military intelligence reports to Lan Yu, put down the tea cup, and said, "How is the Admiral's recovery from his injury?"

Lan Yu sat down at the table, covered the porcelain cover for Mr. Lin Ge, flipped through the report with one hand, and said: "Much better, thank you Mr. Ge for your concern."

"Young people, you should behave like a young person. Don't delay your future for trivial matters. It's not worth the loss."

Lan Yu's face did not change, his eyes were uncertain, he concentrated on the military report, and nodded in agreement.

Mr. Lin Ge smiled when he saw this and said nothing more.

The others said nothing more.

A few days ago, I heard that there was a quarrel between His Majesty and the Admiral, and there was no change in it for several days. His Majesty was furious, and the implication was that he wanted to remove Lan Yu from his duties as the Admiral. However, for some reason, this matter was exposed again without reason. When Lan Yu returned to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, no one mentioned anything about it. They only said it was a disagreement, and no one dared to say anything about it.

Everyone in Tianjing knows that His Majesty loves and values ​​him, not to mention that His Majesty is already old and the candidate for the future Heavenly King has begun to take shape.

Lan Yu's political achievements have been popular since he became an official. He is ruthless and decisive in his actions. He has a shadow of the God Emperor who ascended the throne during the civil strife.

He has a distinguished family background and outstanding talents. If he were to succeed Tianjun, there would be no more suitable candidate than him.

When the meeting ended in the afternoon, Hong Ran was rushing back from Qingxin Tower. Lan Yu hadn't left yet. Han Yin was taking the letter and walking out. He saluted Hong Ran and closed the door to the inner room.

Hongran looked back at the closed door, pursed his lips, and then said: "You haven't rested for several days, so I'll let Shang Yao take you back first."

Lan Yu didn't raise his head. He tapped a few densely written letters on the table with his fingertips and said, "Is there any news from Wuxu?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Hong Ran took out the fold from his sleeve, pressed it on the table and pushed it to Lan Yu, saying: "It was delivered directly to His Majesty. If I hadn't been here today, it would not have fallen into our hands."

The candlelight swayed, stretching the shadow very long. When it passed through the screen, it looked like an afterimage of uneven splashes of ink. Lan Yu opened the book and read a few lines, with a faint smile on his lips. , said: "It seems that he is a new person, and his actions are bolder than before."

"I don't know what His Majesty means yet, but he is a member of the Metropolitan Procuratorate after all. If the matter is exposed, I'm afraid it will drag the Metropolitan Procuratorate into trouble."

"Since he dares to do it, he is not afraid of being exposed." Lan Yu read the last line, took a pill from the porcelain bottle on his waist, put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly, "Your Majesty only needs someone who can do things for him. Once the matter is over, nothing else matters.”

"Dead people don't speak. What's more, with the way he's going, it's a pity to be useless, but my uncle can't bear to lose himself. Paving the way for a useless person will have the same result for him."

Hong Ran nodded and poured a cup of tea for Lan Yu. The boiling water stirred, the tea leaves floated, and the tea soup was yellow and clear, leaving a fragrant aroma in the mouth.

"Then according to your opinion, do you want to let it go, or do you want to take advantage of it first?"

"There's no rush. We have to wait until he's done with it before we can finish it. Don't jump into the trap first."

Lan Yu closed the fold, raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, walked around the table, and the waiter opened the door. Hong Ran followed him and said, "Yuan Qing has been in the East China Sea these days. If anything happens, I will meet you." Report it to us first, if the negotiation with Chen Liu fails, if we delay it any longer, I'm afraid we will take it away by force."

Incense was burning in the pavilion and smoke was lit from the sandalwood stove. Lan Yu walked down the steps and walked forward, saying: "This is the opportunity they have been waiting for. It doesn't make any difference whether the sect sends people or not. After all, people will be brought back to Tianjing." It may not be beneficial, but it can’t chill people’s hearts.”

Hongran frowned, hesitated again and again but couldn't help blurting out: "But if there is a war in the future, you..."

"There's nothing I can't do before I go into battle. It's up to me to do it. There's no shirk, and there's nothing to shirk."

Hongran opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak again.

Lan Yu walked out of Tianqiong Pavilion without stopping. Hong Ran sent him to the gate and had to go back to do some work. Shang Yao was waiting outside and asked, "Sir, shall we go back now?"

"Well, go back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

"Yes," Shang Yao hesitated a little, then asked tentatively: "Sir, Deputy Envoy Yao from the Inspectorate's Department came and asked several times, saying that there are many affairs in the Inspectorate's Department, and there must be someone who can make decisions. Do you think so?"

When Lan Yu heard the sound, he paused for a moment. There was a drizzle floating in the air, which had a slight coolness on his face. There were a few shallow pools of water on the road. His tall figure was reflected in the water, and his palms were still wrapped with Several circles of snow-white cloth strips faintly showed some blood.

He walked on the road without stopping and said, "Let him submit all his official duties to the Criminal Division and ask Han Yin to do it."

Shang Yao couldn't tell whether he should be relieved or disappointed, so he could only lower his head and answer yes.