Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

pine trees grow tall

Song Yan first asked people to "invite" this little liar down, and then proceeded to let people peel and wash the little liar clean. Without scaring the children, Song Yan sent a few burly men who spoke loudly on weekdays. The purpose of interrogation comes out.

Although this matter was handed over to Song Yan, he only needed to instruct his subordinates, and he returned to the imperial account after avoiding the arrangements of the generals.

At this time, all the generals had already dispersed, and they were in a good mood when they left. After all, the emperor settled the matter without delay, and even if they were not impatient, they felt unspeakably at ease.

Xu Huaiqing covered his face with a thick veil soaked in hot water, wiped away the turbidity caused by the smell of alcohol, and relaxed his body.

Song Yan handed Xu Huaiqing the hangover soup that had just been brought in, and then took the handkerchief for wiping his face very familiarly and put it on the edge of the basin.

The conditions of the barracks are no worse than those of the imperial palace, but they are still not bad. At least there is no shortage of food and hot water, but the use of them is rough.But without Jin Zunyugui's careful care, even if he breathes the coldest wind in the north, which can be poured directly into his lungs, Xu Huaiqing's body has gradually stabilized except for the serious illness.

Anyway, Xu Huaiqing is very at ease, because now his body doesn't even have a cough, and there is even some meat hanging from his stomach.

Xu Huaiqing took two sips of sobering soup, turned around and looked at Song Yan with bright eyes, and said, "I also want the disguise method."

The Xu family has been passed down for hundreds of years and is a royal family. As long as the strange skills and tricks are useful, they will never look down on the craftsman's things, and they will all be included.Of course there is a method of disguise, but it is missing a few pages. Xu Huaiqing once made it out of curiosity, but even a child can't be fooled, let alone the trick of that little liar.

All the generals have been fooled into thinking that they are an old Taoist. They all have an equal understanding of the high position and weight, and they don't despise their own juniors at all.

Xu Huaiqing shook his head, his group of generals couldn't see any flaws even if they stared at the hands of the others.

They really only looked at the tricks.

Song Yan sat on the side and replied: "Okay, I will ask for this person when I accept him."

Although he is a small liar, he has real abilities. There is no reason to let this kind of person go. He doesn't know when it will be effective.

What's more, the young liar is about ten years old, and the future is still so long, how can he know that he will not evolve, or even reborn?

After hearing this, Xu Huaiqing said seriously: "I don't want to use his money for nothing, just give him money."

He is rich in the world, so he will not take what belongs to a little liar.Besides, even if he didn't want money, he had other things, and there was always something that the little liar wanted.

Song Yan pinched His Majesty's face with a smile, said softly, "Listen to Your Majesty."

Listen to your wife.

Song Yan loved Xu Huaiqing's appearance so much, she immediately stepped forward and grabbed Xu Huaiqing's cheek, and when she left, Xu Huaiqing was stunned, her eyes widened in disbelief.

A small patch of red on his cheeks formed a stark contrast with the tender whiteness beside him.

Xu Huaiqing touched his cheek, and put his fingertips on it lightly, a little upwards.

"There won't be any traces tomorrow, right?" Xu Huaiqing asked.

Song Yan was not sure: "Probably not."

He said seriously: "If there is, it is a mosquito."

Xu Huaiqing couldn't help being narrow-minded: "What a big mosquito."

Song Yan looked at Xu Huaiqing and nodded with a smile, the corners of her mouth revealed thick sweetness.

I don't know if it was the effect of the warm orange and dim light beside them or something else, Xu Huaiqing approached Song Yan, and the ghost said: "But why don't the mosquitoes in the tent bite General Song?"

Song Yan was thrilled by this General Song, maybe everyone yearned for the General, which gave it a different meaning and made it even more magnificent. He was refreshed by this title, which was spiritual and emotional.

"That, that's true." Song Yan couldn't figure out what Xu Huaiqing meant, and couldn't help bringing her face closer, maybe it was what he was thinking.

The two stared at each other with burning eyes, as if they were lovers they hadn't seen for many years.

But the two clever people forgot that there are no mosquitoes in winter.

The hangover soup was forgotten on the table, leaving a shallow layer of the bottom of the bowl, which was picked up by Song Yan, whose face was rippling with sour and rotten smell the next day, at least three or four bags, and poured it on a pine tree in the barracks.

With such a face on his face, he walked back and forth looking for pine trees with a bowl in his hands, and greeted people as soon as he saw them.

It can be said to lick the face and call out the other person's name, then ask if you have eaten, where to go, and then chat in a few words, the weather is cold, the ground is frozen, and finally you say go and get busy.

The soldiers who were stopped by Song Yan must have been flattered. Their little soldiers even asked a general to remember his name, and they didn't bother to chat with them.

They responded with a smile, and noticed General Song's troubled face by the way.

Song Yan walked around and met countless people, then poured the pine tree with a little hangover soup and returned to the imperial tent.

There is nothing wrong with the army, now it is suitable to nest in the tent to keep warm.

When he returned to the imperial tent, Xu Huaiqing had already sat up wrapped in a quilt, because he didn't have pajamas close to him yesterday, he was somewhat uncomfortable, staring blankly at the flat and hard land, his eyes diverged, and he lost his energy The look of God.

It's like everything is careless.

When Song Yan came in, she saw such a scene. His majesty's hair was messy, and a few uncontrollably curled up inadvertently, and his lips were moist, translucent white, with a light pink, and he was no longer as usual. With a sense of shrewdness, he is like a little boy from an ordinary family who is at the mercy of others.

Song Yan lifted the stove at the entrance of the tent to a distance not far from the bed, stirred the charcoal inside, and the fire immediately burned more vigorously, and the cold air in the room dissipated a lot.

The environment became more suitable, and Xu Huaiqing relaxed a bit.

He looked up at Song Yan: "Today's political affairs are divided among you, I don't want to move."

It was rare for him to be passive and sabotage his work, but he spoke with confidence and sent Song Yan to be his coolie.

The marks on Xu Huaiqing's face are already very faint, and there is only one place. Naturally, it is incomparable to Song Yan's tragic situation, but Song Yan feels a lot of pity in her heart. Yesterday he behaved like a fish, which is somewhat bad, but His Majesty is still alive After accepting it, I tried my best to cooperate.

Song Yan did not expect that such a simple night would be so natural.

Ahhh, Song Yan's heart is full of sweetness, but she doesn't know how to express it, she can't wait to hold His Majesty up to express her feelings.

Song Yan showed her big white teeth and replied stupidly: "Okay, you sleep. I will block anyone who comes looking for me."

He has learned a lot from His Majesty in mortal affairs, and he can also take charge of his own affairs. At this time, he is very good, so he needs to sleep more to replenish his blood.

Song Yan turned around in the tent, and before Xu Huaiqing was about to faint, she put the kettle, thick pajamas, handkerchief, sweets, candy, and other bits and pieces by the bed, so that His Majesty could reach it with her hand distance.What he can show now is only insignificant little thoughtfulness.

Fearing that Xu Huaiqing was missing something, he didn't suddenly think of something until he was about to deal with government affairs, and stuffed Mrs. Tang, which had been filled with hot water, into Xu Huaiqing's quilt with both hands and feet.

"If it's cold, call me." Song Yan pressed down His Majesty's messy hair.

He has nothing else, but he still has a body comparable to a furnace.

Your Majesty cannot leave.Thinking of this, Song Yan felt proud.

Xu Huaiqing felt that Song Yan, who was in such a mess and still calm, was quite cute, so he thought for a while and replied: "Got it."

Compared to Song Yan's silly music, Xu Huaiqing was really calm and carefree, and everything was under control.

This is probably the emperor's self-cultivation, a bit arrogant but really cute, Song Yan is sincerely an idiot.

Song Yan turned her head three times and walked to the desk where political affairs were handled. There was a screen between this and the bed, which completely blocked the view from the bed, and only a vague outline could be seen.

But that was enough, Song Yan saw that His Majesty was lying down, and then picked up the booklet and got serious.

Since His Majesty is here, it is equivalent to the Dinghai Shenzhen in the north. Now, except for Xin Shanyu, the others have reached the final stage. In addition to the military camp battlefield, there is also the collusion of officials and bandits in the north.

The folk customs in the northern territory are tough, coupled with the harsh climate, life is not satisfactory. There are many people who occupy the mountains and become bandits. Song Yan went all the way to suppress the bandits. The honest ones will bring dry food seeds back to their homes for a while to prepare for the next year's cultivation, while the vicious ones will be used as coolies to repair the defense mechanism, and when the work here is over, they will be sent to other major construction projects in shackles place.

Xu Huaiqing wanted to flex his muscles in all aspects, and if he ordered some places like dams, bridges, roads and pavements, coolies would be urgently needed, especially for such people who could not resist with shackles and had a lot of strength.

But the effect of Song Yan's reckless actions alone is limited, and the northern border is very large. When he sets foot one by one, he doesn't know what the year of the monkey will be.

So Song Yan will never be stupid. If he can send people, he will send people to remove the officials in question and suppress the bandits. Now that they have soldiers, rich people and people here, they don't have to be tied up like before. The atmosphere in the north has improved. It's just a matter of time.

……

The matter of the little liar was delayed until the evening, but he was not there, but he really went for salvation, holding a booklet he brought with him.

Song Yan and Xu Huaiqing didn't wait for anyone, they expected that the little liar would still be exposed, so they didn't care.

But what they ate for dinner was rabbits, which the little liar borrowed flowers to present to the Buddha. I don't know which big family's mansion they brought out, and they were raised extremely fat.

After the meal, Song Yan chiseled a large piece of ice from nowhere and threatened to make an ice lantern for Xu Huaiqing, if it couldn't be done, take a step back, ice sculptures are also good.

Xu Huaiqing moved a small bench with his hands and sat aside to pass tools to Song Yan.

He asked, "Can you draw me on the ice lamp?"

Song Yan: But His Majesty's question is too sincere, a pair of star eyes adoringly looked at him, how could he bear to refuse, so he held the tool and said, "Okay!"

—at most trivial tricks.