Jianjia Chronicle

On the seventh day of March in the 30th year of Tai'an, Emperor Xiaoming Sima Ji collapsed, and Prince Lun Lingqian ascended the throne.

There is a record: "Zanzhi is the prime minister who received the edict to assist the young master. Not long ago, the emperor collapsed, and the prince took over the honorary title. He was Emperor Xiaowen. The emperor was five years old, and all political affairs were decided by Zanzhi. The next day, Zanzhi was based on Sun Ran's opinion. Summon King Zhao Lie to enter the court."

When the edict arrived in Zhaodi, Zhao Wang Sima Yi was shocked, and immediately burst into tears: "Brother, I left before me, I am the only child with no interest..." After a few words, he broke down in tears.

Zhao Xiangguo Su Zhongming quickly persuaded: "The king is not too sad, the first emperor has gone, the only important thing now is how to pay homage." Hinting, Your Highness, are you going to be the chief priest of the successor, or the follower of the king's younger brother.

Zhao Wang naturally understood, but he still mourned and cried, and his grief was hard to restrain.Su Zhongming was so helpless that he suspected that their king had an affair with the first emperor, or two or three legs... Otherwise, why would he be so sad, since he was looking forward to rebelling when he was gone... Could it be that His Highness was not crying about the first emperor, but Zhao? General?

That's right, it was a good game, but when Baihou's grandson messed it up, it turned into a dead game, how can he be calm?Su Zhongming persuaded with his staff for a long time.

After Zhao Wang was sad, he wiped away his tears and said: "My brother and I are in love, and it is really hard to bear this sad news."

Is this a confession to his subordinates?Su Zhongming twitched the corners of his mouth, stepped forward to worship and said: "The late emperor died, please make a decision whether to enter the court or not."

King Zhao sighed and said, "What else can I do? I have never met the late Emperor, and he is not close to me. How could he enter the capital and become something in his urn?"

Su Zhongming frowned, obviously disapproving, and said: "If there is no way to do it, things will be ruined in a hurry."

Zhao Wang waved his sleeves and said impatiently: "Do you have a good plan?"

Su Zhongming said: "I invite the king to enter the capital. There are Lian and Mo in the capital. Wang Fei is alone and helpless. His son guards the land of Zhao in case of any eventuality." To be able to hold up the banner, the new emperor had to be scrupled.

Zhao Wang felt that this strategy was very unpleasant, how could he personally lead the troops to take the capital directly, and use the head of the little emperor to pay homage to him, who has been nested in Zhao for more than ten years, not seeing his elder brother, and even the last time to see his elder brother? It's a pleasure to come.

The other bureaucrats all agreed with the Prime Minister's policy. Even Xianlong had soldiers, King Zhao himself had soldiers, and he could walk sideways if he had soldiers. Wars are raging everywhere, and it is much better to lead soldiers with great fanfare to fight city by city.

Seeing this, Zhao Wang's gloomy face was like a thick layer of frost. No matter how unwilling he was, he held back. When he aspires to the top, the person who makes him so restrained will one day get it back.

After Bo Ran learned the shocking news from Chen Shizhi, he could no longer play well with anyone, even seeing the very useful little porcelain vat, he felt terribly awkward, although the small porcelain vat The pattern is exquisite and the body is graceful.

What is life like a play?That's it!Bo Ran never imagined that she was making great achievements in the first place, but later the family sold her. She wondered whether to write a letter to her father and see where she might be taken in for a while.Bo Ran has a sense of the end of the road, how could it be, how could it be, how could it be like this?

In the hot summer of July, border affairs were settled. The Xiongnu saw that General Zhao was dead, and the covenant was no longer valid. The new generals were relentless. After a winter, they suffered a lot of wear and tear. How could they survive the Central Plains? army?Had to negotiate a peace, and the little emperor showed his trust in the Bo family, ordering Bo Ran to enter Beijing with the Huns envoys.

Bo Ran was very much looking forward to returning to the court to confer an official title, and before he left, he even wiped off Jiang Jingrui's titles on the grounds that he had never been in close contact with a traitor, and became a white body. With the background of this case, Jiang Jingrui wants to do Officials are difficult.

After leaving the capital for more than a year, Bo Ran finally set foot on this noisy land again.Border affairs were quickly passed back to the capital, and the glorious deeds of classmate Bo Ran had already spread throughout the capital. With the help of her two words when she left Beijing, classmate Bo Ran's image was immediately raised to the height of admiration.

As soon as she stepped into the city gate with the Xiongnu mission on horseback, she was surrounded by the people, especially the girls and young women.Before Bo Ran came back to her senses, sachets, jade pendants, handkerchiefs, and fragrant fruits were thrown around, but she did not change her face, and held the reins tightly so as not to frighten the horse.

The more calm she was, the more the girl screamed again and again, and a new round of jewelry and sachets greeted her again, as if throwing fruit to the car, and even the envoys behind her got a lot of wrong love, laughing so hard All crooked.

Bo Ran had no choice but to lick her lips. The original neat clothes were a little wrinkled and messy, and she had a messy beauty of restraint. Is there a perfect combination of unruly and demeanor in her body?

"Bai Lang! Bai Lang!" the girl shouted, holding her heart together.

Bo Ran pursed her lips tightly, and supported the crooked Jinxian crown with a slight headache. The corners of her eyes slid across the street, and she saw a carriage parked far away at the corner of the street. Princess Xiangcheng stood there quietly, looking at the here.She was far away from the hustle and bustle, outside the crowd, the sight of the two separated from the hustle and bustle, and met in mid-air.

The distance was too far, and Bo Ran couldn't tell what kind of expression she had. Maybe it was the little jealousy and reproach that the name of the fiancé was mentioned by the little ladies, maybe it was the warm eyes that greeted her when she finally came back, maybe Even she was dissatisfied with this marriage, and looked at her complicatedly and unwillingly.

Bo Ran withdrew his gaze, and his heart sank, as if the enthusiasm of the young ladies who were watching didn't exist anymore.

The main hall was already prepared, and the young emperor Sima Lun was sitting on a high place in a dignified court dress, with seats at the bottom, and the ministers sat one by one with solemn expressions.

Bo Ran listened to the little emperor pretending to be old-fashioned and said a few words of praise. Judging from the style of the format, the Zhongshu Sheren who drafted the manuscript was quite talented. Just trust."

Sima Lun nodded with a sullen face, ordered Bo Ran to sit down and receive the Huns' envoys.

This time, King Zhao was not caught. All the crimes can only be borne by the hapless General Zhao. He is dead, and the rest of his family has been implicated.The crime of stealing the country and collaborating with the enemy was too late for King Zhao to hide, let alone exonerate General Zhao. The case was discussed by the three ministers, but there was no one who interceded to offend him. The original plan was to divide General Zhao into five horses and behead the adult men of the Zhao family. The young children were sent into exile, and the women's family members had no officials to serve as slaves. However, General Zhao had been dead for half a year, and his body was rotting without a head.

As for the Huns, no matter how uneducated they are, they are embarrassed to mention this.

Xiangwu's generals were all shuffled.It's a pity that Longcheng hasn't stepped in yet, but it doesn't matter, General Longcheng is still very capable of fighting, as long as he doesn't rush to follow in General Zhao's footsteps.

After seeing you, you will go home for reunion.

Bo Ran rushed into the backyard, knelt down in front of Mrs. Xie, and plunged into her arms: "Mother, my son is back."

Mrs. Xie pulled her up, eyes full of excitement and tears, touched her face, touched her hand, but restrained and said: "Just come back."

Bo Ran managed to restrain his surging mood, pursed his lips and kept laughing, A Niang tried her best to restrain herself, but her hand that was holding her arm trembled and lost strength, and it hurt her a lot.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xie also laughed, rubbed the hair on the back of her head, and said: "Go and rest first, there must be a banquet tonight."

Bo Ran wanted to stay here with Mrs. Xie. There are also things needed for bathing, a couch for resting, and A Niang's warm embrace. When she leaves home, she has to support everything by herself. One carelessness can cost one's life, everywhere is filled with mist sprayed by human blood, and the stench fills the tip of the nose, which can engulf people at any time. She really can't relax at all. Now that she is back, she really wants to stay here for more Stay for a while—but no, she is already a "grown man" in the eyes of outsiders.

Bo Ran's eyes darkened: "I'll talk to Aunt after I've rested."

Mrs. Xie nodded, unwilling to give up, and ordered Aru to serve her.

Bo Ran has a month's vacation this time, and he has to visit relatives and friends on weekdays. He picked up the relationship from a year ago again, so he can't call it off.The Marquis of Linzi would not stop for a while to plan the future path for Bo Ran.

"Aweng, are you serious?" Bo Ran looked in disbelief, "The late emperor appointed you to assist the young master, why do you want me to come?"

Marquis Linzi shook his head and said exhaustedly: "Ah Weng is getting old, let's go to Langya's hometown while he is still able to walk."

Bo Ran said: "Go once and come back again. Why do you need to be an official?" At the height of Linzihou, he has always died in the position of prime minister. How can anyone retire early?

"I am also for you." The Marquis of Linzi snorted coldly: "The first emperor got sick when he said he was sick, and left when he said he wanted to leave, leaving the young emperor behind. Do you know how many people in the court have been restless in the past six months? Everyone is waiting around the corner. Take the wrong place, restrain His Majesty, and seek personal gain! And Zhao Wang... I am old, and my life is not expected, who knows when I will suddenly surrender on that day? While I am still healthy, you start first, and do it as you go Learning, if you do poorly, it doesn't matter, I will clean up for you, you just let go and do it!"

"That's not what I said." Bo Ran continued to persuade, "I'll just find a job title and do it. After this time, His Majesty will not treat me badly. There is really no need..." Her scalp was numb, and when she came up, she felt nervous. To be the prime minister, this is a lot of hatred!

The Marquis of Linzi glared at her bitterly and said, "You forgot? You are going to marry a wife!"

Speaking of this, Bo Ran is powerless, why is she a little princess? If a stranger comes here, he will marry him and make a confession, but...she feels that she is forced to be on par with that scumbag Bai Yuan .

"Yes, the marriage date may be postponed," Bo Ran blushed, "Your Highness, she..." I don't know if her menstrual period has come, it is really destructive. .Bo Ran was in a state of confusion as he spoke, and he didn't know who it was for.

The old Marquis of Linzi blushed, coughed lightly and said, "I will pass on the title to you, so you don't need to live in the princess mansion." The two of them reduced the chances of meeting each other, and it was less embarrassing and less dangerous, " Next time, let's go to Langya, I want to choose a son of the Bai family to be your heir."

Bo Ran was surprised: "Isn't it early? Besides, there is no need to go back to Langya to choose an heir. There is the original sect, which is far away from us."

"It's better to be far away," Linzi Hou Surong said, "our bloodline is thin, but the side branches are flourishing. If you can't find someone who doesn't have four or five years, it's better not to have one. Besides...they are all descended from Cheng Wugong's lineage. No matter how far away, how far can it go? I need to check carefully, not only the heir, but also his biological father and mother. I can't find a culprit to come back. It will take two or three years to get it. I will educate myself for a few years. , and then try to send it to the capital.” Speaking of it, it is a very huge project, and there is no rush.

Bo Ran still felt that this matter was awkward and refused to agree.

The Marquis of Linzi has already made his decision, and there is no reason to change it: "You have made great contributions this time, but your qualifications are only slightly insufficient. It is better to have me help you gain a foothold now, than to rush in the future, and rely on yourself in everything! Your Majesty is young, You spend a lot of time with him, can he not miss it when he grows up?"

It's hard to say, Bo Ran slanders, maybe the little emperor thinks that I know too much about his childhood embarrassment when he grows up, what should I do?It is because of this that many people are reluctant to contact their childhood playmates after they become famous.

Linzi Hou said again: "You also have something you want to do. You don't have to just think about it in your heart, isn't it just right?"

Bo Ran was helpless, and finally nodded in agreement. It would not be too bizarre for Gan Luo to become a Shangqing at the age of 12.Bo Ran frowned, she will be busy for a while.

The Marquis of Linzi acted very quickly, and when Bo Ran's vacation ended, the little emperor had already approved his request, and the title of Marquis of Linzi bypassed Bai Yuan and was given to Bo Ran. Together with the Prime Minister, they were temporarily hereditary by their family.Bai Zanzhi whispered to Sima Lun that he personally wrote the imperial edict, Sima Lun took a look at it, printed it and issued it, and the two of them secretly decided the matter. When the imperial edict is issued and the ministers know about it, it is indispensable There was an uproar.If it weren't for the reputation of the Bai family, there would be a censor who wanted to impeach Bai Zan for his private use, and deceive the saints.

I'm afraid the little emperor can't think too deeply now, he only remembers the last emperor's will, if he wants to listen to the prime minister, the prime minister will definitely not harm him.But when he grows up, he will not be so straightforward when he encounters similar use of national resources (official positions) for private use.

While the emperor is still young, let's make more fools.Bo Ran looked at the prime minister's uniforms that had been rushed out, and couldn't help feeling that the efficiency of the clothing bureau was very good.

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