Your Majesty, You Can't

Since He Lanzhi left Beijing, the prime minister's position was temporarily vacant.

All government affairs are still going on as usual, because He Lanzhi proposed a relatively complete mechanism back then, so that even if the prime minister will not be in the capital for a while, the central court can continue to operate.

Zhao Yin did not thoroughly investigate the forces behind him as He Lanzhi thought, but continued to work step by step.In the morning, he listened to the government, in the afternoon, he pulled the trembling minister of rites like choosing a concubine like a cabbage, and in the evening, he quietly reviewed the memorials in the imperial study by himself, preparing for the next day's court affairs.

Without He Lanzhi by his side...it's a bit lonely.

To be honest, he never doubted that He Lanzhi would want to seize power and usurp the throne.He has seen all of He Lanzhi's actions over the years. Even if He Lanzhi hadn't made an oath in the court before, he knew in his heart that He Lanzhi was loyal and would never do anything to betray him.

Moreover, the imperial power in his hands was already very stable, and the officials who stayed by He Lanzhi's side were all left behind with his acquiescence after consideration.Regardless of subjective factors or objective conditions, it is impossible for He Lanzhi to usurp the throne.

This guy Gongsun is loyal, but he is still a bit stupid, and he doesn't know how to be tactful at all. As expected, Sima should pay more attention to him.

Zhao Yin neatly arranged the approved memorials into a stack, and looked up at the empty desk where He Lanzhi should have been sitting. After looking in silence for a long time, he retracted his gaze and sighed silently.

"Come back soon, I miss you."

Zhao Yin's voice echoed in the empty imperial study, looking extremely lonely.

Earlier, Zhao Yin and He Lan were angry and didn't go to see him off when he left Beijing. As a result, when the girl was drafted in the afternoon, Zhao Yin couldn't help but began to think of him, a beautiful father, and regretted why he didn't go to see him off. , and take another good look at the person he likes.

In the past two months, he has suffered from lovesickness.The desire to see He Lanzhi became stronger day by day, and the anger that He Lanzhi trampled on him before and the anger that pushed him out to choose a concubine had been completely worn away by time.

just want to see him...

He could no longer accommodate others in his heart, as long as he was by his side, He Lanzhi was enough.

Because he likes He Lanzhi, so far, he has not left any of the show girls on the list.He wanted to tell He Lanzhi that he, Zhao Yin, only recognized him in this life, and no one else could see him anymore.These girls all deserve better men, instead of entering the harem alone and being delayed by him for a lifetime.

"Forget it, let's take a good look at it when we come back." Zhao Yin thought silently, dipped in ink and picked up a pen to outline the person who was thinking about it day and night in his memory.

The young emperor didn't know that the farewell in Beijing would be the last chance to see Prime Minister He Lan.

On the night of that day, Zhao Yin heard the urgent front-line army report from eight hundred miles away.

According to the military newspaper, Prime Minister Helan sent the most advanced firearms to the front, which made them successfully win the battle that lasted for many years on the frontier.

"Not only that, relying on the prime minister's outstanding strategy, the national army took advantage of the victory and pursued, almost cornering the other side, forcing the other party to send envoys to negotiate with Lord Helan, and finally agreed to become a vassal state of our dynasty. Now our The army is on its way back to the capital!" The soldier who sent the military newspaper reported.

Zhao Yin, who had always kept his face secret in front of others, was extremely excited at the moment, and asked the soldier who sent the military report with great vigor, "That means, Prime Minister Helan is coming back soon?"

"This... Lord Helan... he... Lord Prime Minister..." The other party hesitated for a long time, repeating a few words back and forth, as if there was something unspeakable.

Zhao Yin felt something was wrong, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Prime Minister He Lan?"

"My lord, he... he sacrificed."

Zhao Yin was taken aback for a moment, and as if he didn't hear clearly, he leaned in front of the other party and asked, "Can you say it again?"

The soldier lowered his head, resisting the urge to cry, and said slowly, "On the night when the negotiation was successful, Lord Helan was attacked by an undercover agent hidden in the army... The barracks where the Lord rested was completely blown up by gunpowder... Next The officer only found this in the ruins."

After finishing speaking, the soldier took out a scratched wooden trunk from the army bag on his back. Some of the agate and emerald inlaid on it had been blown to pieces, and the black gunpowder and dried blood had covered the Looking at the color of the box, one can only vaguely see its original exquisite appearance.

Zhao Yin opened the box with trembling hands, and when he saw the erotic picture with yellowed corners lying quietly inside, his pupils full of disbelief shrank suddenly.

This is what he gave to He Lanzhi...

"This is the only relic left by Lord Helan on the battlefield."