Come on, Your Highness

Emperor Tiangan was not surprised by this answer. During the nearly year-long correspondence, Xiao Hong more or less revealed his special appreciation for Xuan Ling.

Yes, I didn't say I liked it.

With Xiao Hong's cherishment and affection for He Xichao, and even trying every means to reject the princess, how could he fall in love with someone so quickly?

It's nothing more than a compromise.

Xuan Ling has a noble status, and is the Princess of Zhen Guo, who is bestowed by the imperial court. He is also a loyal queen, and has a great influence on the Zhen Bei Army.

It is appropriate for Xiao Hong to marry her.

Moreover, the king of Zhenbei was loyal to his country. When Xuanhe was still too young and needed shelter, Xiao Hong married his daughter. No matter how picky and pedantic the old pedant was, he would praise the prince for his benevolence and righteousness.

It's just that these are not the most important things. Xuan Ling, as a female general who went to battle to kill the enemy, might disdain to be the same as ordinary ladies, focusing on the back house and fighting for the prince's favor, right?

Xiao Hong gave He Xichao his heart, wanting such a worry-free and non-entangled crown princess.

Killing multiple birds with one stone, but extremely helpless.

Emperor Tiangan immediately understood Xiao Hong's plan, but seeing him so resolute, for some reason, he couldn't feel angry.

"Have you figured it out?" he asked.

"Think clearly, there is no way to go, I can only ask the father to be merciful and make my son happy." Xiao Hong kowtowed after finishing speaking.

This result is not satisfactory to Emperor Tiangan, but it is acceptable.

Don't rush everything, as long as Xiao Hong marries a wife, leaves behind children, and walks on the right path, the rest will naturally be taken lightly.

Emperor Tiangan sighed and nodded: "Okay, I agree."

"Thank you, Father." Xiao Hong kowtowed again.

Emperor Tiangan couldn't hear any gratitude in it, only full of involuntary, sorrow is greater than death, probably like this.

The emperor heard it in his ears, and it was extremely unpleasant. For some reason, he felt guilty and distressed.

He helped Xiao Hong up, didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only pat him on the shoulder in relief.

Xiao Hong, with his head down, was silent for a while, then suddenly sucked his nose, raised his hand and wiped his face.

Emperor Tiangan was taken aback for a moment, his eyes widened in shock, and he hurriedly looked over.

However, Xiao Hong's eyes were wet and red, and tears were rolling in his eyes. Under the shocked gaze of the emperor, the tears wiped away more and more, and finally he choked up and said, "Now he really doesn't want me anymore..."

Xiao Hong failed to make it in the end, and wept bitterly in the Qingzheng Hall.

The man did not flick his tears lightly, but Xiao Hong had never cried like this before on the battlefield.

At first the emperor was consoling, but later he reprimanded: "Don't cry! Crying for this kind of thing, do you have any future? Look at you, do you look like a prince, do you look like a man?" ?”

The emperor blamed it, and if all the officials heard it, they would tremble and kneel down to beg for mercy.

However, it does not work for the prince.

Xiao Hong was depressed all the way, and once vented, he couldn't stop. Instead, he cried and shouted: "Do you have sympathy? My son is so sad, and you still scold me? You know how painful my heart is. Same...it's up to you to beat the mandarin ducks, and I'm not allowed to cry..."

mandarin duck?Emperor Tiangan suddenly twisted a well on his forehead: "Which of you two is a mandarin mandarin mandarin and who is a duck? Heaven, earth and human relations, are you reasonable?"

"You don't care which one of us is which, anyway, this refers to marriage, he doesn't want me anymore, he definitely doesn't want me..." After Xiao Hong finished speaking, he finally stopped his tears, and suddenly there was another burst of tears, just like a Just like the abandoned little daughter-in-law.

He is going all out today!

"I just like him. I like even a single strand of his hair. I'm jealous when others take a look at him, but from now on... I'm no longer qualified! I can only watch other people with him ..." This scene was so sad, Xiao Hong suddenly clutched his chest as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart, "You don't allow me to be sad, you are too much!"

Eunuch Huang huddled in a corner, held his breath without missing a beat, and completely forgot about himself.

When he saw the blue veins on Emperor Tiangan's forehead, he knew that the emperor's patience had reached its limit, and he really admired His Highness the Crown Prince in his heart.

In these years, no one dared to make such unreasonable troubles in front of the emperor!

In fact, the king of Zhenbei and the princess of Zhenguo are already waiting outside the palace, waiting to be summoned, but now...

Come on, no one is more important now than the loss of the beloved prince.

Look at this posture, it will take a while.

And he reckoned that [-]% of the time would have to be comforted by the emperor's soft words before he could give up.

Emperor Tiangan continued to be patient and told himself to be more tolerant, so he didn't rush to strangle this shameful thing to death.

"I'm already very tolerant." Otherwise, grass would grow on He Xichao's grave right now.

But now, as a father, he really couldn't bear to see Xiao Hong crying bitterly without any image.

Xiao Hong has a straight mind, if he really likes a person, he likes it to the bone, not adulterated.

He finally sighed deeply, raised his foot and kicked him lightly: "It's almost there, isn't it over?"

Sitting on the steps, Xiao Hong wiped away his tears while shaking his lips, looked at the emperor, and said sadly: "But when you leave this hall, walk out of this gate, I don't know where else I can cry like this..."

As soon as this remark came out, Emperor Tiangan fell silent immediately.

He suddenly remembered that when the empress had just passed away, he was also so distraught, but at that time he did not dare to show it in front of anyone, only in the dead of night was he able to suppress a cry.

My heart suddenly softened.

Xiao Hongdao: "Xi Chao said that there is no one in this world who can't live without someone. He is unrestrained, and he can let it go when he says it. I have to accept my fate. Then I want to cry, but I still have to be scolded. You don't care." Comfort me, why is it so difficult for my son..."

What is said in front is human words, what is behind?

The sadness that Emperor Tiangan had finally raised disappeared suddenly, and he couldn't help but said: "I comforted you, did you listen?"

Xiao Hong looked at him aggrievedly, his tear-filled eyes looked extremely pitiful.

Emperor Tiangan suddenly had a headache and said: "Okay, I understand that it's not easy for you, and I don't care about you. If you cry enough, get up quickly, and if you don't have enough, continue. I will watch you cry."

Xiao Hong pursed his lips and said hoarsely, "Enough."

Emperor Tiangan's heart relaxed, and he shouted loudly: "Huang Ji, bring in water and wash the prince's face."

Eunuch Huang, who raised his ears, answered on the spot: "Yes."

Feeling in my heart, it is finally over.

"Wipe it, dignified prince, how can you see people when your eyes are so swollen?" Emperor Tiangan asked angrily and distressed.

"Your Highness, why don't you roll this?" Eunuch Huang handed over a peeled egg.

After Xiao Hong washed his face, he rolled his eyes and said, "Father and son are deeply in love, so why not cry?"

Whoever hugs you and cries, there is no shame in it!

However, seeing this person's appearance, the emperor's heart softened again, and he didn't retort: ​​"You can fight for me, since He Xichao is clean, you should do the same, don't post it eagerly, marrying a wife and having children is the right way, Why do two good men walk in such a rebellious way?"

This can be regarded as earnest, but Xiao Hong didn't respond, he stuffed the egg into his mouth, and finished eating in two or three bites, "My son is leaving."

"Go."

Seeing this person strode away, a breath of depression was let out from Emperor Tiangan's mouth.

The emperor glanced to one side: "Shut your mouth tightly, anyone who dares to spread this matter will be killed with a stick."

"Yes, slaves save it."

In the Prince's Mansion, in another room next to Xiao Hong's sleeping hall, the things belonging to He Xichao have been put away.

Hearing Eunuch Chang's report, Xiao Hong was silent for a while and then said: "Just follow him."

Some things, once decided, need to be done thoroughly.

On the second day, He Mansion.

Welcomed a long-lost friend.

Xie San waved the paper fan and walked in with the servant.

The young minister of Honglu Temple finally returned from the Western Regions.

"Little uncle, you are really amazing. The He family left as soon as they said they would leave, and the Duke of Wei's mansion said no to it, so they didn't want to. When I came back, my jaw almost dropped when I heard my grandfather talking about it."

Xie San looked at the courtyard of the three entrances, looked at the layout, and looked decent.

"It's just for the sake of freedom, and I don't want to be shackled by others." He Xi smiled lightly.

If you want to be free, you will lose your protection, and you will have to rely on yourself from now on. No one can match this courage alone.

Xie San was full of admiration, this 16-year-old boy can be called No.1 in Daqi, and it is not without reason.

And most people still can't learn it.

"Yes, what you want comes true, congratulations first, and by the way, was it fun?" He Xichao made a cup of tea for Xie San and asked.

"It's fun, it's so fun, and it's exciting." Xie San took a sip of tea and was filled with emotion, "Finally came back alive."

I've never been there before, and I have to go there for life and death, and I don't know how to write the word "regret" until I go out.

Traveling in later generations also has airplanes, high-speed rails and cars, which can be reached in one day, and it is tiring to play for a few days.

Here is walking, riding a horse, taking a carriage, oh, there are camels and donkeys behind, and it takes a few months to reach the destination, and it is a pain to think about it.

What's more, the windy and sandy wilderness behind, unaccustomed food, bad sleep on the bed, and unintelligible language... Life and death have honed this aristocratic son into a kind of endurance that ordinary people can reach.

The hardships and hardships turned into a question that the sky and the earth did not know how to answer: Why did he come out?

Especially when he finally got home and was about to cry with his elders, Xie Ge asked leisurely: "Do you still want to go?"

He cried on the spot.

"The bitter past, it doesn't matter if you don't recall it."

He Xichao laughed twice, but didn't let him go: "I'm afraid I won't be able to understand you. After the battle between Daqi and the Xiongnu is over, the Western Regions who are waiting and watching can't wait to do border trade with Daqi, right?"

Xie San nodded: "That's right. I should have returned to Beijing last year. But when the war broke out, the countries in the Western Regions were ready to move, so I stayed. To be honest, if Daqi hadn't suppressed the army on the western border, there might be many Taking advantage of the fire to loot. But when the battle became clear, these small countries saw the Huns losing power, and immediately asked me to sign the agreement after hesitating. They were afraid that if I left early, Daqi would trade with other countries and lose them."

This was what He Xichao expected a long time ago, if the Xiongnu is a jackal, but these are vicious dogs, whoever is strong will obey.

Now that Da Qi expelled the Huns, these quickly settled down.

"Give me all these documents." He Xichao said.

"Now?" Xie San was a little surprised, "You just came back from the northern border, don't you want to rest? Do you need to work so hard?"

"If you don't work hard, you don't have much time. If you don't find a way by yourself and let others arrange it, it will be a tragedy." He Xizhao said with a faint smile.

Xie San didn't quite understand what he meant, and couldn't help but complained: "You are not very old, but you have won the true biography of my grandfather. You always speak half and half, making people guess, and it is very boring."

"As an old man, my heart is already old, so I can't compare to you young people."

When you say this, touch your slippery little face, don't you blush?

Xie San rolled his eyes at him.

He Xi frowned, and smiled sullenly, he hadn't smiled like this for a long time.

A boy who blooms slowly, as long as he smiles, he looks good.

Xie San thought about his skin being blown into old tree bark by the wind and sand, and suddenly felt sad again.

"Hey, little uncle, now that the crown prince is in full swing and has made great achievements, you are No. 1 in front of you. Shouldn't you also think about how the emperor will reward you?" Xie San said enviously, "This is the second official to be an official." Years, tsk tsk, who can be promoted faster than you, what grade do you think will be the next step?"

"Fourth grade."

"How do you know?" Xie San asked in surprise, "The prince told you?"

"No, I'm planning to go for it."

"What position?"

"Your head is on the peak, Honglu Temple Minister."

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