[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

Probably because of Zhao Yuan's affirmation, Zhao Huan's brows gradually relaxed, and his expression relaxed a lot.

"I know that you have always been a person who knows how to measure." He said slowly, "This time I entrusted the prince to you because I hoped that you would teach him to be a talent. Because the prince told me that there are two people he admired the most in his life. One, one is Uncle Ouyang Yong, and the other is you, Huanhuan."

Zhao Yuan was startled.

Uncle Ouyang Yong?Ouyang Xiu?

She thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Which part of Uncle Ouyang Yong's is the crown prince's favorite?"

Zhao Huan replied, "Writing style."

style of writing.

Zhao Yuan's tightly clenched fists slowly stretched out, and his violent heartbeat gradually calmed down.Ouyang Xiu hated exaggerated style and Taixue style most in his life, and admired straightforward writing.If the prince admires Ouyang Xiu's style of writing, then perhaps one can get a glimpse of the prince's character from it.

If her guess is right, it should be a pragmatic prince.

However, now that the war in the northwest is not peaceful, the undercurrents are raging under the prosperity of Bianliang, Xiliao is eyeing a tiger, and Mongolia is still lying on the side of the couch... At this juncture, Zhao Huan does not intend to cultivate and live, but wants to send the prince to her hands. , what exactly do you want to do?

Many thoughts surged in Zhao Yuan's mind, each of which made her feel deeply uneasy.

Zhao Huan didn't make her think too much, but made a few requests with her sincerely.

The first one is that she hopes that she will raise the prince as her own son and cultivate a top heir apparent for Da Song.

The next one, I hope she can earn some political capital for the prince, so that he can suppress those old officials in the future.

The third thing is that these two months are the critical juncture for newcomers to take the imperial examination, and he plans to promote some rising stars, but at the same time, a bloodbath will inevitably occur.However, he didn't want the prince to come into contact with these dark sides prematurely, so he hoped that she would take the prince away from Bianjing.

The fourth is also the most important one, if something happens to him in the future, then Zhao Yuan will be the princess of Fuguo, helping the crown prince to the throne.

Zhao Yuan was too shocked to speak.

"I have drawn up the will clearly." Zhao Huan gradually lowered his voice, whispering in Zhao Yuan's ear, "I will not make another queen, Chen'er is the only crown prince. I will arrange things for him It's all right. Huanhuan, I can see that you want to create a big change, but there are many obstacles."

Zhao Yuan's pupils shrank: "You..."

"I've done this for you." Zhao Huan's voice became lower and closer, making sure that no one could hear it except the two of them, "And you, Huanhuan , you have to return the crown prince to a prosperous age of Wenzhiwugong."

Zhao Yuan was beyond shocked.

She knew that Zhao Huan's character was weak, otherwise she would not be willing to be a prisoner of the Kingdom of Jin.But now, now he means...

"The crown prince has read a lot of poetry and books, and the most advocating sentence is-"Build a heart for the world, build a life for the people, establish a unique knowledge for the past, and create peace for the eternal world." But his book business spirit is really too heavy I hope that the iron-blooded murderous spirit you carry will make him more sensible."

why?

Zhao Yuan moved his lips slightly, wanting to ask, but couldn't even come out with half a word.

Zhao Huan suddenly changed his temper and was stimulated by the death of Empress Zhu, or did he feel pity for the world's parents?

Judging from his proposal of "sending troops to the Northeast" just now, it seems that he was really stimulated by the death of Empress Zhu.But why did he not move sooner or later, and wait until the prince is a little more sensible and has a little ability to think independently before doing it?

Zhao Huan's voice was extremely low, but every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart one after another, making her have to think more.

"There is more." Zhao Huan's voice became lower and lower, and it made Zhao Yuan feel his heart beating faster and faster.

He said: "Do you know the title I prepared for General Zhong, what is it?"

Zhao Yuan staggered.

title!

As early as the day when it was snowing heavily in the Kingdom of Jin, she knew that there seemed to be some unusual tacit understanding between her fiancé and this imperial brother.She knew that Zhong Yi longed for meritorious service to become a Marquis.But the Song Dynasty never had a military general who was named a prince and duke, never!

Even, Song Dynasty didn't even have a military general with a title.

She felt a little dry mouth and tongue, forced a smile and asked: "It's probably a baron from somewhere."

The fifth-class title, male prince and uncle.

Zhao Huan laughed softly.

His voice was a little dark and weird: "Huanhuan really doesn't trust big brother. How can a baron be worthy of your title of princess? Huanhuan, I want you two to guard the land of Yanyun forever, forever!"

Zhao Yuan was so startled that he almost jumped up.

"Yunzhong, Yunzhonghou."

"The title I prepared for General Zhong is Marquis of Yunzhong."

A Princess of Yan and a Marquis of Yunzhong complement each other perfectly.

but!

She felt that her fingertips were a little cold, and forced a smile from her throat: "Brother Huang's move is too reckless."

"Is this bargaining chip enough?" Zhao Huan's voice was inaudible, "Huanhuan always likes to do business, and also always likes to follow the rules of merchants. Is this bargaining chip enough?"

chips...

This position needs to be exchanged with enough things.

Something other than military exploits.

"I want you to assist the prince with all your strength."

Zhao Huan gradually moved away, lowered his head, looked into Zhao Yuan's eyes, and said word by word: "I want you to do your best to assist the prince!"

——Why is it assisting the prince instead of you?

Zhao Yuan almost blurted out this sentence, but swallowed it abruptly.There is no need to ask any more, the matter has already been revealed.The posthumous edict, sending out troops, ennobling the Marquis, and assisting the prince all showed that Zhao Huan had no intention of leaving a way out for himself at all.

why?

Why did he, a weak-tempered king, become so impatient and aggressive!

Zhao Yuan thought of many things in an instant, but none of them could be cleared up.Zhao Huan was probably satisfied with his words, and seemed to let go of a big stone in his heart, and walked slowly to the table to drink tea.The tea is an excellent Junshan Silver Needle. When it is washed by boiling water, white mist floats up, which is really beautiful.

Zhao Huan looked at Zhao Yuan without blinking, and Zhao Yuan also stood motionless.

Gradually, Zhao Yuan's breathing became much calmer, and his expression returned to the tranquility of the past.She came to Zhao Huan, sat on the pier, and acted like a naughty girl: "Is it really good for the emperor to do this?"

"Your sister has objections?" Zhao Huan took a sip of tea.He keenly sensed Zhao Yuan's intentions.Even the unbearable emperor, who was born in the royal family, had already practiced this ability of observing words and expressions.

"Sister Chen dare not."

"I see that Huanhuan has always been bold, so there is nothing I dare not." Zhao Huan put down the teacup, took Zhao Yuan's hand, and slowly wrote the word "Zong" through the sleeve of his sleeve, and then wrote "Shi" "Character.

Clan, seize the heir.

Zhao Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

This muddy water was too deep and turbid, she didn't want to get involved for no reason.

After a while, she felt that Zhao Huan wrote a few more words in her palm through the sleeve of his sleeve: A cup of wine releases the power of the prime minister.

Drink a glass of wine, let go, and share the power.

That's right, the lords have great power, especially Zhongshumen.

But Zhao Huan...

"If I can't even be the master of Lihou and Lichu, then I don't have to be this official." Zhao Huan let go of her, and sighed a little dejectedly, "The clan is chaotic, and the officialdom is ups and downs, and I don't know myself. , right or wrong."

She frowned and wanted to comfort her when she suddenly heard a heart-piercing cry from outside:

"Royal father!!!!!!"

Then, a young man in crimson clothes rushed in, blushing, grabbed Zhao Huan's arm, and said like a cannonball: "Why can't I go with General Yue? Why do I have to stay at Bianliang? Father Emperor, I want to avenge my mother with my own hands, revenge with my own hands!"

The young man is very imposing, but his body is a little weak.He stared at Zhao Huan's face, afraid that he would say "no".

Zhao Yuan got up and brushed the corner of his clothes, took two steps back, and said loudly, "All blessings, Your Royal Highness."

With his age and appearance, he must be Prince Zhao Chen.

The young man in crimson clothes waved his hand impatiently, thinking that she was the concubine of his father Huang Xinna, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Zhao Huan coughed softly, and twisted the body of the young man in crimson: "That's your aunt, Princess Yan."

The young man in crimson was stunned.

After a while, he rushed all the way in front of Zhao Yuan, grabbed her sleeves, and said with tears in his eyes, "Auntie, I want to go to the battlefield with my uncle."

Zhao Yuan pulled out his sleeves calmly, and gave Zhao Huan a questioning look.

This child is really what Zhao Huan said, "The prince has read a lot of poetry and books, but his book business spirit is really too heavy"?