The queen is a bit cowardly

"Your Highness, is there another disaster in front of the palace today?" Chang Lan turned around and stroked Jiang Qingluan's head: "Why don't you tell me first."

Jiang Qingluan froze for a moment, reached out and pinched Chang Lan's nose, twisted it lightly, and asked, "My Lan'er is really, have all the detailed work been arranged in my palace?"

Chang Lan wanted to know everything, and she wanted to worry about Jiang Qingluan's every move in court.

"Where is the meticulous work?"

Chang Lan pushed Jiang Qingluan away and got up from her case. Only then did Jiang Qingluan notice that Chang Lan had already piled up a lot of memorials.

"It's just that you asked Youtu to help you watch it." Chang Lan walked to a corner of the room, where there was another case. Compared with Chang Lan's official business, that case was neater, with only a small Stove, something is cooking on the stove.

Jiang Qingluan also noticed the difference on the table. In fact, did Youtu ask anything? She didn't care who Chang Lan arranged to bring back the information from the court. There is no one in this world who is worthy of her trust like Chang Lan. The special features in the pot are even more curious.

"What's that?" Jiang Qingluan followed, but suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of grass.

"Soup stew."

Chang Lan's maid watched the small stove carefully, and lifted the lid of the small pot, the grassy fragrance became stronger.

"The ancient saying goes that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen." Jiang Qingluan squatted obediently aside, as if she had already started to eat: "Lan'er has come to my big talisman, and I am still more and more like a talisman."

Chang Lan just scooped up the soup, and what Jiang Qingluan said was true, she really felt more comfortable here, but this was not the same as Zaifu or Zaixin, but Jiang Qingluan, as the master of Fudi, had greater freedom , more freely.

"Okay, so long in the morning, first replenish your energy." Chang Lan said: "I also heard from the old lady here that there is a kind of grass called horseshoe on the back mountain of Fengxiang Palace, which will grow small flowers in midsummer. , the meat stewed with this flower has no greasy taste, I will try it today."

Seeing that the meat had been boiled, the maid removed the oil from the soup with a spoon, brought the clear soup base to the two masters, handed over handkerchiefs for wiping their mouths, and quietly stepped aside.

The soup was boiling hot and smoking, Jiang Qingluan symbolically blew on the hot air, then turned to Chang Lan and asked, "Then what do you think, Lan'er, about what happened in the classroom today?"

"It's not what I think, but Qingluan, what do you think?" Chang Lan asked back: "If you want to be strict, according to Bale's words, you can also massacre the city, but if you want to leave a good name, the matter can be left alone. "In the final analysis." Chang Lan stirred the bowl gently with a spoon: "Let's look at His Highness, what His Highness wants is to let the world know that Jiang Cheng should not be preserved."

"Naturally." Jiang Qingluan said: "It's just that he made this move, took all the crimes on himself, and exonerated Jiang Cheng with his own death. If I pursue Jiang Cheng now, I will definitely be suspected by other ministers. You can't do that." Being humble is my biggest disadvantage."

"What Gu Yuan wanted was to ban Jiang Cheng's power," Jiang Qingluan sighed, "There's nothing I can do now."

"It's not that I can't do anything." Chang Lan saw Jiang Qingluan's anxious face, but felt that Jiang Qingluan was cute, so she teased Qingluan: "Your Highness, do you want to ask me, maybe I have a way?"

"Lan'er said."

Chang Lan smiled but didn't answer, but had a condescending attitude.

Jiang Qingluan understood in seconds, and hurriedly hugged Chang Lan's waist and said coquettishly, "I beg the eldest princess, tell me what to do..."

In the past, the dignified appearance of the king disappeared in front of Chang Lan's words.

"Your Highness, sit down first."

"Don't..." Jiang Qingluan continued to act coquettishly. She was also worried that she would return to the throne. Now that her marriage with Chang Lan had not yet been decided, Chang Lan might feel unhappy in her heart, so she wanted to be weaker and weaker in front of Chang Lan.

Chang Lan shook her head dotingly, and put her arms around Jiang Qingluan's body. It's funny to think about it. If it were placed in another country, the world's major events would be held in the conference hall. There would be no fewer ministers, ministers, and young staff members. Why now? When it came to Jiang Qingluan, it became the joy of the boudoir...

"Your Highness is worried that there will be another Jiangxi River in Jiangcheng?"

"That's inevitable." Jiang Qingluan turned over and slept on Chang Lan's lap: "Jiang Xixi made this move, taking the crime of the family on himself, and all he wanted was to keep Jiangcheng. Now that there is no family member, everyone Gongqing will worry about being lonely, and I believe that in the near future, someone will stand up for Jiang Cheng."

Chang Lan stroked Qingluan's green hair, and glanced at the soup on the table from the corner of her eye, it looked hot.Then he looked down at Qingluan's face and said, "Your Highness needs to do one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Establish a prime minister." Chang Lan explained: "Increase the responsibility of the prime minister and choose a family member for His Highness."

As soon as Jiang Qingluan sat up, during the morning meeting for an hour today, Chang Lan seemed to understand what she said.

"What does Lan'er mean?"

"Your Highness, who usually sets up the clan?" Chang Lan asked.

"The current patriarchs and elders of the clan should choose young, strong and talented people to be in charge of affairs, observe for one to two years, and then choose suitable people as patriarchs." Jiang Qingluan replied.

"So behind the family is the support of the clan power." Chang Lan raised her eyebrows, and then said: "Is this also called tradition?"

"Ah."

Jiang Qingluan nodded. It is indeed a tradition. All the royal families in the world represent the power of the clan, but Fu Guo is quite different in that the power of the clan is directly higher than the power of the king.

"Then just let other people deny the power of the clan." Chang Lan said, "Qingluan doesn't need to take action. There are always people who want to coerce the emperor to make the princes."

Jiang Qingluan frowned suddenly, and now she understood Chang Lan's words. If so, then the prime minister has the right to choose his family, and he will fight for the position of prime minister, which will weaken the sense of dominance of the king, and thus weaken the forces of all parties , if in the past, the courtiers were afraid that the king would definitely support Jiang Cheng, but now let the ministers check and balance each other, thinking about it this way, it is extremely wonderful.

"I, Lan'er, have an astonishing talent!"

Faced with Jiang Qingluan's almost exaggerated praise, Chang Lan looked disgusted, and she looked at the soup again. The smoke had weakened, and the soup had warmed up again.

"Your Highness, can you eat in peace?"

Jiang Qingluan picked up the bowl. Now that the bowl was in his hand, the temperature was even more suitable. He took a mouthful of soup into his throat. Sure enough, the soup had no fleshy smell, but it was fresh and fragrant.

"Lan'er is very skilled." Qing Luan raised her eyebrows, feeling a sense of peace in her heart. A few years ago, it was this Fengqi Terrace, and the owner here was her mother at that time, and her father liked to play the five strings in the room. , life is very simple.

At this time, such tranquility returned.

"Then eat more, Your Highness."

After the meal, the two summoned Wei Xin and discussed with him the matter of the appointment just now. leave for now.Jiang Qingluan only thought that there were many generals around him, and there were not many civil servants in his heart, so he wanted Chang Lan to recruit A Li or Chang Min, but Chang Lan only thought that the two had other arrangements and shirked the matter.

After the talk, it was Weishi again, Jiang Qingluan was a little sleepy at noon, and went back to Chang Lan's bedroom to rest.Chang Lan was still full of energy, so she followed Jiang Qingluan to the couch, watched her fall asleep and went back to the study.

It was already midsummer, and the temperature in Fu Country was always cooler than that in Daxin, and there were not many mosquitoes, but the air was quite dry, and Chang Lan was always uncomfortable.Also while Qingluan was asleep, Chang Lan took out a small note from the box on the table. The shell of the note was wrapped in animal skin and the binding was exquisite.Open the small note, and write down what happened every day in detail, all in a few fragments, remember to always focus on the main points.

Chang Lan flicked through it with her fingers, as if she had found something, it didn't take much effort, she locked on the day of the sixth day, and now it was the sixteenth day.

"If you go fast, it should be a few days before you go home." Chang Lan murmured to herself.

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, she asked Bai Yu to go back to Xin first, and at the same time sent a fast horse to send a letter back to Tianping City. There were three things in the letter. It has been finalized with Jiang Qingluan. In addition to Fu Guo sending the best stallion | horses, he will also send another hundred horsemen to assist in breeding | breeding and raising. In the end, Chang Lan only said that he has had a hard time getting into Fu Guo. Just waiting for the reply of the father country.

As everyone knows, this last mention is the most ingenious. At the beginning, Chang Huan agreed to support Jiang Qingluan. First, he wanted to support him, and more importantly, he liked this person even more. After hunting, he got married to Jiang Qingluan, but Chang Huan was always unwilling Yes, not to mention the fifty cities now, the entire Fu Kingdom has been brought into Qingluan's hands, and this trip is also to test Chang Huan's intentions. If the father is still as unwilling as before, then she has no choice but to find another way.

Chang Lan closed the note and carefully put it into the box. After more than a year of ups and downs, walking and stopping, she felt that she couldn't leave Jiang Qingluan any more. She got up and walked to the bedroom again. Jiang Qingluan was still there. Falling asleep on the couch, she still remembers Qingluan from before, everything was so careful, she fell asleep so reassuringly, and she felt very at ease looking at it.

Chang Lan walked to Jiang Qingluan's bed, what she liked most was her high nose bridge, Chang Lan stretched out her hand to gently scrape her nose, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop smiling.

"Lan'er..." Jiang Qingluan seemed to be raving.

"En." Chang Lan replied in a low voice.

"Yeah." Jiang Qingluan replied, still in her sleep, but obediently turned over to get out of the other side of the bed.

Chang Lan fell asleep beside her as she wished, turned around and put her hands gently on Qingluan's belly, feeling her rising and falling breathing...

In the far east, Tianping City.

It seems that Emperor Chang Huan has not received a reply from Chang Lan for a long time. In fact, Chang Lan also wrote a letter when he took Jiangcheng two months ago and sent back the victory report.It's just that the waiting time is always longer than before, making this father wait.

"Father, what did sister say?" Chang Dai asked from the side.

Chang Huan handed the letter to his son. Chang Dai was extremely filial and still stayed by Chang Huan's side every day.

After receiving the letter from his father, Chang Dai was also delighted. Dacheng was staring at the south, which put great pressure on his father's country. Now if everything is as written in Chang Lan's letter and he joins forces with Fu Guoqiang, then there is no need to be afraid of going south to Chengguo.

"Good thing, father!" Chang Dai said.

But Chang Huan sighed: "It's a good thing, but your sister is too smart... I'm afraid I won't be able to keep her by my father's side."