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"allow."

The words fell.

A figure walked in.

"Father, I miss you."

Liu Yunmeng walked up behind Emperor Zhaowu and patted his back and squeezed his shoulders, his voice sweet and coquettish.

Emperor Zhaowu's slightly weathered face showed a touch of gentleness: "You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Liu Yunmeng chuckled twice, without any hesitation, and said openly: "Didn't my father let me leave the palace and open a mansion a few days ago? My son has taken a fancy to a mansion and wants 40,000 taels of silver." "I wonder if my father can use the money from building the princess's mansion to purchase this mansion."

There are two main ways to build the Princess Mansion. One is to use the original Princess Mansion to rebuild it, and the other is to rebuild it.

There is currently no idle princess palace in the capital. Liu Yunmeng left the palace to open a palace, so he can only build it again. According to the standards of the palace, it costs almost 40,000 taels of silver.

Emperor Zhaowu thought for a few seconds and said, "If this is the case, it will cost a sum of money to renovate the mansion."

Liu Yunmeng hurriedly said: "My son feels that the mansion does not need to be renovated. Even if it needs to be renovated, it does not require money from the father."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhaowu turned his head, looked at her deeply, and asked, "Where is that mansion?"

Liu Yunmeng dodged his eyes for a moment and replied: "It's not far from Sajin Street, less than an hour from the palace. My son lives there. It will be very convenient to return to the palace to visit his father and mother. ”

Emperor Zhaowu asked: "Where exactly is it?"

Liu Yunmeng whispered: "Even if I tell you, my father doesn't know."

I saw my daughter looking coy.

Emperor Zhaowu already had a guess in his mind, and said leisurely: "I'm afraid it's not for the convenience of visiting my father, but for the convenience of having a tryst with someone."

Hearing this, Liu Yunmeng's heart skipped a beat, her pretty face flushed, and she defended herself: "That's not true. I just think that the mansion is unique and elegant, and it suits my liking."

It seems that the guess was correct

Emperor Zhaowu was silent for a few seconds, looked at the eunuch Wang Zheng beside him, and said calmly: "After Xia Miao is over, take 40,000 taels of silver from the internal funds and give it to the princess."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wang Zheng bowed respectfully.

Emperor Zhaowu turned to look at his daughter: "Remember what you said today, come back often to visit me and your mother and concubine."

"Hmm, after my son leaves the palace, he will definitely miss his father every day!"

Liu Yunmeng nodded solemnly, stretched out four fingers to make a guarantee, arched his eyebrows, and could not hide the smile on his face.

Emperor Zhaowu waved his hand and said, "Go back."

"Thank you, Father. I will come back in a few days to give Father a pat on the back. I will take my leave."

After achieving his goal, Liu Yunmeng pretended to slap Emperor Zhaowu on the back twice and left Qianqing Palace at a brisk pace.

Emperor Zhaowu watched her back disappear from sight and sighed in his heart.

Among his many descendants, only Yun He has the purest heart, daring to love and hate, and never being pretentious.

When he feels wronged, he will come crying and beg his father to make the decision pitifully. When he encounters delicious meals and interesting objects, he will taste them and share them.

In Yun He's eyes, he is not an emperor, but just a father. He will be tolerant when he makes mistakes, and he can seek shelter when he is wronged. This has been true since childhood.

As his children gradually grew up, only in front of Yunhe could Emperor Zhaowu feel the warmth of family affection, so he doted on her.

only

A daughter will grow up one day. I am afraid that in a year or two, if she encounters grievances again, the person for whom Yun He will cry will no longer be his father.

"Well, as the saying goes, no woman can survive in college, and it's true."

Emperor Zhaowu sighed for a while, and suddenly thought of something. He looked at Wang Zheng beside him and asked for confirmation: "Do you know where the mansion the princess is interested in is located?"

Wang Zheng replied: "My guess is that it should be the mansion next to the Prince's residence in Zhenbei."

As the emperor's eyes and ears, his speculations were basically equivalent to facts.

Sure enough.

Emperor Zhaowu nodded slightly and ordered Wang Zhengdao: "Send someone to Ren's Mansion to pass on my oral instructions and reveal some news by the way, saying that I plan to choose a son-in-law for Princess Yunhe from among the top three in Xia Miao. If all the top three are If you are married, let it go, he will understand what I mean."

Wang Zheng was slightly startled and immediately understood something.

The Holy Spirit was threatening the prince of Zhenbei with Yunhe and the princess.

In short, if you were perfunctory when you were with Xia Miao, I would marry Yun He.

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it.

But the problem is that Prince Zhenbei has already married Princess Chang'an.

The Holy Emperor used Yun He's marriage as a threat. He couldn't really marry Princess Yun He to the prince of Zhenbei in the future, right?

Sisters serving together

It's not unusual among the people, but it's unheard of among the nobles, let alone the royal family. Even if the emperor doesn't mind, the officials will definitely take notice and flood the palace with spitting stars.

At this thought, Wang Zheng's expression became a little strange, but quickly returned to normal.

Although he didn't understand it, the Holy Spirit must have had a deep meaning in doing so.

"My slave understands." Wang Zheng saluted.

"Go and do it." Emperor Zhaowu waved his hand.

"Slave, please leave."

Wang Zheng saluted again, turned around and left. After a while, he came back and reported, "Uncle An Ping is carrying a thorn stick and is kneeling outside the Meridian Gate to meet the Holy One."

"No." Emperor Zhaowu said expressionlessly and decisively refused.

Wang Zheng hesitated for a moment and spoke again: "I heard that before Anping Bo came, he prepared a coffin in the mansion, saying that he would rather die than seek justice for Anping Bo's son."

When Emperor Zhaowu heard this, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

The study was quiet for a moment.

Emperor Zhaowu slowly said: "Ask the Imperial Household Department to write an imperial edict to reprimand Ren Pingsheng."

Wang Zheng asked: "May I ask your Majesty, in what name?"

Emperor Zhaowu said: "Use of force in the inner city."

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Wang Zheng was stunned.

Use of force is not allowed in the inner city, this is the rule.

But issuing an imperial edict for this seems a bit like making a fuss and looking for trouble.

But if you think about it carefully, you can also find favoritism in this big fuss.

The object of favoritism is naturally Ren Pingsheng, the prince of Zhenbei.

"Ever since that day when the prince of Zhenbei chose to break the sword, the emperor seems to pay more attention to him."

Wang Zheng thought so in his heart, and replied respectfully: "I understand."

Emperor Zhaowu looked at him deeply, and said: "Send the records of Anping Bozi by Jinyiwei to me."

"Yes."

Wang Zheng bowed and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Emperor Zhaowu called him, with a cold light in his eyes, and said indifferently: "Let Anping Bo come to the palace to see me."

"I obey your order."

Ren Mansion.

Ren Pingsheng returned to his courtyard and began to practice "Changsheng Gong" while waiting.

Unknowingly, half an hour passed.

The spiritual energy flowing into the body still did not stop.

In just two months.

He has gone from not being able to last for a stick of incense when he first practiced "Changsheng Gong" to being able to last for two or three hours without any pressure.

The progress is not small.

Even the interval between two practices has shortened a lot.

Although there is only so much spiritual energy that can be retained in the body in the end, the more spiritual energy is absorbed, the stronger the condensed spiritual energy will be.

As long as you practice diligently every day, the spiritual energy strength in the body can be continuously improved.

This is difficult to achieve with other exercises.

In other words, compared with other exercises, the upper limit of "Changsheng Gong" is much higher.

It must be a heaven-level exercise.

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, and heard footsteps in his ears.

"Senior sister has changed her clothes."

Jiang Chuyue stood at the door, smiling like a flower, and her voice was soft: "Prince, go and accompany Senior Sister quickly, otherwise Senior Sister will miss the prince and her clothes will get wet again."

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Ren Pingsheng showed a trace of confusion in his eyes, not understanding what the relationship was between missing him and getting his clothes wet.

Jiang Chuyue saw his confusion, blinked, and explained playfully: "Without the prince by my side, my sister will cry."

"Yeah."

Ren Pingsheng knew she was joking, nodded slightly, said no more, and walked towards the courtyard next door.

Entering the room, he saw Chang An on the bed, just like half an hour ago, curled up in the quilt, only a small head exposed, black long hair scattered, face still covered with a veil, eyes closed, eyelashes trembling.

Looking at a weak and pitiful appearance.

Ren Pingsheng walked to the bed and sat down, calling softly: "Madam."

The voice fell.

Chang An seemed to feel something, her eyelids twitched slightly, and her body moved slightly to the bed, closer to Ren Pingsheng.

Seeing this scene, a warm current surged in Ren Pingsheng's heart, and he stopped talking and quietly accompanied her.

At this time.

Jiang Chuyue's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Prince, Senior Sister just told me that she was very cold and could only fall asleep if you hugged her."

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Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at Chang An. Seeing that her eyelashes kept trembling, it seemed that she was not asleep. For a moment, he was a little confused about whether what Jiang Chuyue said was true or false.

Logically speaking, with Chang An's personality, he would not say such a thing.

But when people have a fever, their inner anxiety will be magnified, and it is not impossible to seek a sense of security from the embrace of close people.

But... am I considered a close person she relies on?

Just when he was a little hesitant and didn't know whether to hug Chang An.

Jiang Chuyue cried out in pain from behind.

"Um——"

Ren Pingsheng turned his head and saw that she seemed to have bumped into something, her little face twisted together, and she covered her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Ren Pingsheng asked.

"No, it's okay, I accidentally bumped into the door just now." Jiang Chuyue replied.

Bumped into the door?

Ren Pingsheng glanced at Jiang Chuyue, then at the door a few steps away from her, and his expression became a little strange.

Jiang Chuyue paused for a while, and said in a hurried tone: "I didn't lie to the prince, that's what my senior sister said just now!

My senior sister also said that the prince's arms are so warm, and I want to lie in his arms for the rest of my life."

Halfway through, the voice seemed to be cut off by something and stopped abruptly.

At this moment.

Ren Pingsheng has been sure that this little girl is teasing him again.

Chang An has a cold personality, how could he say such a thing.

Having said that, even if one day Chang An accepts himself as her husband, it should not be like what Jiang Chuyue said.

After all, before the incident, she was a high-ranking girl of heaven, a legend passed down by countless cultivators, the first genius of a thousand years surrounded by stars, and a female war god who killed countless monsters at the border.

Such a person, you don't need to think about it to know that she must have a cold personality and will not be as clingy as a little girl who is just beginning to fall in love.

"I feel a little regretful when I think about it..."

A sense of sadness arose in Ren Pingsheng's heart.

In fact, as an old single who has never been in love, he still prefers the kind of soft and waxy girls.

It's not that a cold-blooded person like Chang An isn't good, it just feels like there's something missing.

After all, who doesn’t want his woman to be pure and lustful, cold to others, and sweet or salty to herself?

Of course, no matter what type of woman Chang An is, as her husband, he should be tolerant and not try to change her. This is Ren's consistent principle in getting along with others in his life, and the same applies to intimate relationships.

Think of this.

Ren Pingsheng no longer thought about the unrealistic lies Jiang Chuyue made up, and just sat quietly by the bed, accompanying his wife.

Time passes minute by minute.

I do not know how long it has been.

Chang An's breathing gradually became even, and his eyelashes no longer trembled. He just lay quietly on the bed, occasionally moving slightly.

Fell asleep?

Ren Pingsheng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Chang An who had fallen asleep, his eyebrows stretched, and there was a hint of trance in his eyes.

The scene before him gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Where does this familiarity come from?

Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds and finally recalled it.

Four or five years ago, some time.

Because he was still unable to break through the ninth level and was imprisoned in the north by his father, his mood was extremely low.

Every now and then, I would run to a mountain in the suburbs, lie down from sunrise to sunset, and relax.

It was also at that time that I met a wild fox with lively eyes on the mountain.

After several encounters, he and the wild fox gradually became familiar with each other, and they often lay together to watch the sunrise and sunset.

If you have any troubles, just talk to it.

The wild fox often listened and fell asleep in a daze. His body moved slightly from time to time, which was somewhat similar to Chang An in front of him.

"Four or five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I don't know if that wild fox is still alive."

This thought came to Ren Pingsheng's mind, and he suddenly felt a little melancholy.

Even though it has been twenty years since he came to this world, he doesn't have many friends with whom he can truly talk. To be precise, there is none. If he insists on talking, the wild fox who cannot understand human speech is the only one.

Because wild foxes cannot understand human speech, they make good people to talk to.

You can speak out a lot of things that are boring in your heart with confidence and boldness. You don’t have to worry about revealing your inner feelings and being laughed at, and you can’t help but worry about showing your weak side and being looked down upon by others.

During that time, it was precisely because of the existence of such a tree hole that Ren Pingsheng gradually came out of his depression, regained his strength, and continued to practice hard.

It's a pity that after only two years of persistence, he was deeply hit by the news that Chang An had broken through to the fourth level. He gave up his obsession and started to mess up.

It's been in ruins for two years.

Chang An was reduced from a beautiful girl in the sky with stars and moon to a useless person, and then became his own wife in a daze.

All I can say is that things are unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand to gently straighten the messy black hair on Chang An's forehead, tucked the quilt back, stood up and left the room.

Close the door gently.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a small figure squatting in the corner, holding a branch and pulling something on the ground.

It wasn't until I got closer that I discovered it.

What was crossed out were four words: I hate senior sister.

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Ren Pingsheng was speechless for a moment.

Sometimes, he really couldn't understand Jiang Chuyue's brain circuit, let alone why she always did these inexplicable things.

"Chang An is asleep." Ren Pingsheng said slowly.

"Oh." Jiang Chuyue replied nonchalantly, crossed out the annoying senior sister with a wooden stick, and wrote again, focusing on sex over friends.

Pay more attention to sex than friends?

We are not friends yet.

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched and he spoke again: "I'll go back first. If you need anything, remember to call me."

"Oh." Jiang Chuyue responded calmly.

When Ren Pingsheng saw this, he said no more and walked away.

After a while, he came back with two bunches of candied haws in his hand.

"Miss Chuyue."

Ren Pingsheng called out softly, handed over two bunches of candied haws, and said in a gentle tone, "Thank you for your hard work these days."

Seeing the candied haws, a bright light burst out in Jiang Chuyue's eyes. He stood up suddenly and regained his original agility. He took the candied haws and said with a smile: "The prince is still kind to others, unlike some people, hum. , see lust and forget justice.”

Forgetting one's true love?

Who is talking about?

Changan?

Ren Pingsheng was a little confused and asked: "Who is so unrighteous?"

"of course"

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

It took a while before the second half of the sentence came out: "It's Tao'er."

"Tao'er?" Ren Pingsheng was stunned.

He knew the name. She was a round-faced little maid with a gentle personality. She was responsible for delivering meals to Chang An and Jiang Chuyue on weekdays.

"She has been eyeing each other in the past few days with your guard, and she has been thinking about how to seduce your guard all day long. However, the guard has a dull head and cannot understand her thoughts, so she took her anger out on me. That’s all, let’s not talk about her anymore, it’s boring.”

Jiang Chuyue became more and more angry as she talked. She held two bunches of candied haws in one hand and put her other hand on her waist, looking very angry.

Tao'er took his anger out on her?

I can't tell that the little maid still has such a side.

Ren Pingsheng said: "I'll talk about her later."

Jiang Chuyue waved her hands and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but this is a matter between me and her. It would be better for Your Majesty not to interfere."

Ren Pingsheng didn't think much, nodded, gave a few more instructions, and returned to his courtyard.

I planned to continue practicing, but just as I was sitting cross-legged and meditating, I heard footsteps outside.

"Your Majesty, a eunuch came outside and said he was here to deliver an order."

A guard stood in front of the courtyard gate and reported.

deliver an imperial order?

Did the emperor know what happened in front of Chunfeng Hall?

"An Pingbo is not a big figure in the capital. The emperor shouldn't go to war over such a trivial matter, right?"

Ren Pingsheng frowned and fell into thought.

If you think about it carefully, not necessarily.

An Pingbo is nothing, but there is no doubt that the civil and military officials of the vassal-cutting faction will contribute to this matter.

How things will develop cannot be guessed until the last moment.

but

Even if this matter caused a storm in the city.

Ren has no regrets in his life.

Just as he said to Li Yong at the door of Chunfeng Hall.

The Zhenbei Palace guards the country and has never relied on compromise.

He couldn't do such a thing when he was bullied to the point of being bullied and turned a blind eye.

Not to mention that the other party is just a little Uncle Anping, even Uncle Anping himself will find a way to bite off a piece of meat from the other party.

Even if you can't fight back on the spot, you will definitely find a way to retaliate afterwards.

After a while of random thoughts, Ren Pingsheng stood up with a calm look and nodded slightly: "I know."

After tidying up his clothes, he walked towards the door of the mansion.

After a stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng came to the eunuch.

The eunuch glanced at him, took out an imperial edict from his arms, unfolded it, and said in a sharp and feminine voice: "The Prince of Zhenbei will obey the edict for the rest of his life!"

Ren Shengsheng stood upright and saluted respectfully.

Seeing this, the eunuch began to recite the edict: "The emperor ordered me to carry out the imperial edict to use force against people in the inner city of the capital. Throughout the past hundred years, there has never been such a rude prince in our Zhou Dynasty... If he does it again in the future, he will never be lenient. Kudos to this!”

Hear the content of the decree.

Ren Pingsheng was slightly dazed.

That's it?

Gone?

After waiting for a while, seeing that the eunuch didn't read any more, he finally confirmed that this was the content of the imperial edict.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to receive the order, and shouted: "I accept the order!"

After receiving the imperial edict and reading it carefully, I found that the eunuch had read it correctly. There were only a few innocuous sentences in the imperial edict.

"Is this the case?"

Ren Pingsheng felt a little dazed.

aside.

Seeing this, the eunuch seemed to understand his thoughts and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty still has a verbal message."

When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he was stunned for a second, then he immediately reacted and made an invitation gesture: "Father-in-law, please come into the house."

After a while.

Entered the main hall.

The eunuch said: "His Majesty ordered the prince to participate in this year's Xia Miao."

With Xiao Rongxue's popular science in front of him, Ren Pingsheng knew Xia Miao fairly well. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "Does the Holy One have any other wishes?"

The eunuch shook his head slightly: "That's all."

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, and lowered his voice again, saying: "There is something that I think the prince needs to know."

"What's the matter?" Ren Pingsheng also lowered his voice and asked.

"The Holy One intends to select a good match for His Highness Yunhe from among the top three in Xia Miao."

The eunuch's feminine voice sounded.

Ren Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat.

For no reason, why did the emperor suddenly want his sister-in-law to get married?

wrong.

If the eunuch took the initiative to bring up this matter, it could not be his own whim, it must be the emperor's order.

Why did the emperor tell me this news?

Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds, realized something, and asked: "What if the top three are all married?"