Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

Not long after Wu Han left, a servant suddenly came to the prime minister's mansion, and passed on Emperor Yang's oral order to invite the prime minister to the palace.

Lan Ziqing entered the palace by order.

It turned out to be for a marriage.

Emperor Yangdi had no daughters under his knees, and because he was a half-way emperor, his clan was weak, and the only princess was from King Fingyang, who was named a prince because of his illustrious military exploits.

The Yanjiang tribe sent people to propose marriage, Emperor Yang had to give him face, because of this incident a few days ago, it really hurt his brain.

The officials were also arguing endlessly about this. Some advocated sending the princess to marry to show the sincerity of our country, while others strongly opposed it, saying that the princess is a majestic royal family and the only princess in Yang Kingdom, so how could she easily marry the Yanjiang barbarians.

Hundreds of officials quarreled for days and nights without any result.

When Emperor Yangdi was growing up, Princess Chaole suddenly entered the palace and begged Emperor Yangdi to marry him.

Emperor Yangdi pondered over and over again, but in the end he still made the will to bestow marriage.

Who would have thought that Ning Sheng, toasting and not eating fine wine, resisted the decree and refused to marry on the grounds that there was already a wife in the family.

When Emperor Yangdi was furious, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the thought of sending Princess Chaole to marry him came back to his mind.

"Lan Qing thinks that Mo'er is the right choice for marriage?"

Lan Ziqing lowered her eyes, and the thick eyelashes covered the deep light in her eyes.

Suhuang wanted to send Princess Chaole to marry him.

This is very good.

The king of Fingyang is dominating the place and has a heavy army in his hands. If he knows that his precious daughter is being taken to marry him, he will definitely not let it go.

When the place is in chaos, the prince has even more chances of winning.

Just as he was about to speak, a pleading voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Ziqing, you must not let Sister Yun go to make a kiss."

My heart faltered in vain.

He was silent for a long time, but finally changed his words: "I think Princess Chao Le is not the right choice."

Emperor Yangdi looked at the elegant figure under the table with great interest, "How do you say that?"

"Prince Fingyang is a prince with great military exploits. He has lived in the local area for a long time and has won the hearts of the people. If His Majesty uses his favorite jewel to marry him, the local people will probably criticize His Majesty for this, and hope that His Majesty will think of him twice.

When Emperor Yangdi heard the phrase "Won the hearts of the people", his stern face sank, his eagle eyes narrowed, and he said: "I am the ruler of a country, who dares to speak out."

Lan Ziqing heard this obviously cooled voice, an unknown light flashed in the bottom of his eyes, raised his sleeves and cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty's words are very true, it's my minister who is worrying too much."

There was no more sound from above, and the imperial study room was eerily quiet for a while.

After half a sound, Emperor Fang closed his eyes and meditated slowly, and said, "Lan Qing's concerns are also reasonable. In Qing's opinion, who would be a good person to go out of the fortress?"

Lan Ziqing immediately responded, "According to my humble opinion, it is enough to send a maid."

Emperor Yang raised his eyes suddenly, and the eagle eyes looked at him coldly.

Ordinary people would have been scared out of their wits if they were stared at so sharply by this cruel and bloodthirsty emperor.

It's no wonder Emperor Yang had such a reaction.

Although the Yanjiang tribes are barbarians, their power cannot be underestimated because they gather together twelve tribes from the wilderness.

Over the years, the Yanjiang tribe has repeatedly violated the border. Although it cannot become a big deal, its endless tricks have disturbed Emperor Yang. Well, from now on there will be a truce, and Yang Guo will naturally be happy to see this.

In order to express his sincerity, Emperor Yang wanted to send Princess Chaole to marry him.

Now, Lan Ziqing said that sending a maid would be enough.

If the second person said this, I'm afraid he would have already been convicted of evil intentions and conspiracy.

I saw Lan Ziqing standing tall and tall under the table, with a light color between his brows and eyes, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty, the Yanjiang tribe doesn't really want the royal daughter of the Yang Kingdom, it just wants the daughter of the royal family of Yangguo. Our country has an attitude."

"The Yanjiang tribe invaded the country a few months ago. General Yin Ting led his troops to meet the enemy, and finally defeated the enemy army in the area of ​​Silent Valley Ridge. The Yanjiang tribe suffered heavy losses, and the supply of soldiers, horses, food and grass is even more insufficient. Now he is asking for peace. , It is just a tactic to slow down the army. If our country sends the only princess in the country to Xinjiang because of this, I am afraid that instead of making him grateful, it will make the barbarians laugh at us, laughing at our weakness and bullying."

"Sending Gong'e into Xinjiang, firstly, shows our country's intention of self-cultivation, and secondly, in the future, if the Yanjiang tribes don't change their wolfish ambitions and cause troubles again, our country will just raise our troops to welcome them, without any worries."

Emperor Yangdi's gloomy face gradually brightened up after Lan Ziqing's sharp analysis of pros and cons.

A purple-gold figure was reflected in those cold eagle eyes, and the sharpness in the eyes disappeared, and turned into praise.

The corners of Yangdi's lips curled up, and he said with a smile, "I get Lan Qing, just like Heng Gong gets Guan Zhong, Zhao Wang gets Le Yi."

Lan Ziqing's elegant face was in the shadows, her eyebrows twitched imperceptibly, and said softly: "Your Majesty's praise."

He glanced out of the window inadvertently, and saw a figure walking slowly under the willow tree not far away.

Lan Ziqing turned her eyes, put the stack of ancient blue books on Emperor Yang's case under her eyes, and when she lowered her eyes, a trace of incomprehensible light flashed across her eyes.

"I have been reading "Spring and Autumn" recently, and Guan Zhong and Le Yizhi are as bright as the bright moon, but I have little talent and learning, and dare not compare the brightness with the sun and the moon."

Emperor Yang smiled, "Lan Qing is too modest." After pondering for a moment, he said again: "I remember that you have always loved reading, and I just got a few rare books a few days ago, so I will give them to you together."

He tapped a stack of ancient blue books on the desk with his fingers.

Lan Ziqing bowed his hands to thank him, took the book, and exited the imperial study.

After walking a hundred or so steps, he bumped into the oncoming person from the opposite side, and several treasured books in his hands were scattered all over the place.

Taishi Chao was hit by this unprovoked bump, causing burning pain on his forehead, his face was livid at the moment, he was about to speak angrily, but he saw the man in the purple-gold official robe, his eyes were picturesque.

The anger that had risen to the throat was suppressed abruptly.

Without a word of reprimand, he smiled and said, "Prime Minister, this is really a coincidence."

There was a smile on Lan Ziqing's lips, and he said with a little guilt: "The truth is that I only cared about business, and accidentally offended the grand master, and I hope the grand master will make amends."

Because of Sima Li's words before and the case of Li Yan, Chao Song was a little bit jealous of Lan Ziqing, but before offending him, he smiled and acted out a "love each other" among colleagues. friendship.

"The prime minister really deserves to be a counselor who has read a lot of poetry and books, and he never leaves his books wherever he goes."

Chao Song picked up the ancient books scattered on the floor, glanced at the title, and handed it to Lan Ziqing with a smile.

Lan Ziqing followed with a smile and said: "Where is the original photobook that you can't leave your hand, these are all the textbooks that the sage ordered the real photo to teach the third prince. Since the real photo is the third prince's tutor, I have to do my best."

Chao Song's smiling face froze.

"Spring and Autumn", "Historical Records", "Art of War"...

It's all compulsory for emperors!

The Holy Majesty wants the prime minister to bestow these things on the third prince, does he already regard him as the crown prince? !

Lan Ziqing saw Grand Master Chao's face turned pale, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, he cupped his hands and said, "Teacher Chao, the truth is one step ahead."

Taishi Chao had a sullen face, and bowed his hands in return: "Prime Minister, go slowly."

Before Lan Ziqing left, he looked at the high, clear blue sky, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "The third highness has been wandering around Changzuifang for the past few days, and has not returned at night several times. I hope I can find him..."

He does not mean that.

Changzuifang?

that is not……

Haha, God help me too.

Taishi Chao made up his mind, and his eyes suddenly became dark and cruel.

After Wu Han visited Ning Sheng, it was already dusk when he returned from the prison to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He entered the prime minister's mansion, and through the plum tree, he could vaguely see Lan Ziqing in the hall talking to a thin, strange man in a dark scarlet official robe.

Wu Han only thought that he was meeting a guest, so he didn't bother him, walked through the plum grove, and went to Qin Wuyu's room.

When night fell, when the lanterns came on, Wu Han walked on the path of Meilin illuminated by the lanterns, with a pack of medicine in his hand, he went to the kitchen to decoct the medicine.

When passing by the hall, there was a sound of panic and fear in the hall, causing Wu Han to look there unconsciously.

But he saw Lan Ziqing sitting on the grand teacher's chair, his face sinking like water, and the strange man in the dark crimson official robe no longer sat in the side chair, but stood bowed in the hall with his head lowered.

Wu Han is not a nosy person, after taking a look, he continued to walk towards the kitchen.

After more than half an hour, the slow-cooked medicine finally boiled into a thick bowl of ink, which he held in his hand and sent to Qin Wuyu's room.

On the way, I saw Lan Ziqing escorting that adult out,

At this time, the night wind was blowing, and sent all the words of the two into Wu Han's ears.

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for reminding me that when I go back, I will reform myself and strengthen the city's defenses."

Then came a voice as calm as water.

"Master Fu Yi, go slowly."

After sending Shuntian Mansion Yi away, Lan Ziqing turned around and saw Wu Han standing under the night holding a bowl of medicine.

He walked over and greeted Wu Han, "Brother."

Wu Han looked at the smiling person and couldn't help but said: "Lan Zhi seems to be in a good mood today."

At least it wasn't like a few days ago, as if he had suddenly suffered a serious illness, his face was pale and haggard, and his whole body was lost.

Wu Han repeatedly asked him what happened implicitly, but he always took it lightly.

After more times, Wu Han wisely shut up.

Only occasionally when I got up in the middle of the night and saw him drinking lonely under the moon, I couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at him now, his face is radiant and his eyes are full of hope, which inevitably makes people puzzled.

Lan Ziqing slightly curled her lips, and from the corner of her eye she saw the hazy moon in the sky. The pure moonlight fell on the bottom of her eyes, like an abyss under a cliff, a bright pearl was quietly emitting light.

The strong contrast between brilliance and darkness made those deep black eyes mysterious and weird.

Hearing him, Wu Han said with a half-smile: "I put a trap for animals in the south of the city, and I will hunt trapped animals tomorrow, so I can cook them and have a taste with my brother."

Brow wrinkled slightly.

Lan Zhi has never been good at riding and shooting, so how did she become interested in hunting?

But seeing a meaningful smile on his lips, Wu Han faintly noticed that the matter was not that simple.