Chapter 106

On the last day of the end of March, Shi Jiajun was still on his way.

The capital learned the good news of Han Yang's victory from outside the palace to inside the palace.

When the post envoy reported the good news, the emperor was reading the article of Sanjia in the Qingxin hall.

Xiao Zimu is also on the side of the book case. The list of the middle list is opened in the brocade box on the left, and another brocade box has not been opened on the right.

The emperor was overjoyed and shouted three times. Then he ordered Shi Jiajun to hurry back to his border.

The emperor couldn't read the papers and articles on the book case. He said to Xiao Zimu, "you can decide the top three directly."

When Xiao Zimu saw the post envoy and the emperor's words, he guessed that it would be the great victory of the Zhao family army.

He answered calmly, but he was surprised in his heart.

The rank of the top three is directly related to the rank of the later officials. Even the former Prime Minister Du Cheng could not be the master of the top three ranking.

Xiao Zimu rolled up the article and put it back in the brocade box.

"Well, what's in that box?" The emperor noticed that there was a brocade box on the right.

Xiao Zimu smiled and said, "I thought Han Yang was in a tight war, and the important officials in the court prepared a military salary for me. Now it seems that it can't be used there. If not, it will be used as the Treasury to prepare for the fourth brother's wedding."

Will the important officials in the court prepare military pay for Xiao Zimu?

The emperor hissed in his heart, and then understood that it must be the silver for the scientific examination.

This has been the case since ancient times. In previous years, Du Hanfei's pots were full. Although he knew it, the atmosphere was successful and involved many important officials, so he could only turn a blind eye.

Now, Xiao Zimu made those people suffer a dull loss in this way, and the emperor felt relieved. Looking at Xiao Zimu, he asked pleasantly, "you did a good job. What reward do you want."

"My son wanted to travel around the palace and personally see whether the people live and work in peace and contentment and whether there are still hardships unknown in the palace." Xiao Zimu saluted and made a sincere request.

"That's it?" The emperor looked at his son with appreciation and asked with satisfaction.

"Yes." Xiao Zimu has a sincere attitude and clear eyes.

"OK, is there a place you want to go?"

"Not yet. The son minister dared to do what he thought only with the permission of his father."

Xiao Zimu didn't directly say that he wanted to go to ancient Anhui. He was afraid that the emperor would think he had planned for a long time.

Um.

Although, this was indeed planned for him early in the summer.

However, we can't be so straightforward.

The emperor was very satisfied with Xiao Zimu's answer, even if he agreed to his wish.

Qingxin hall is full of kindness and filial piety, and everyone is happy.

In the Yufu hall, Princess Li's face, which had been smiling for many days, finally collapsed today.

At this time, she was burning the secret letter received by her confidant, Lian Yan, from outside the palace. The flame in the incense burner shone on her gorgeous and unparalleled face, adding a point of hazy amorous feelings.

However, her beautiful eyebrows are tightly frowned together at the moment, her lips are tight and her face is full of sadness.

"The empress scalded her hand carefully." Seeing that the secret letter was about to burn to the end, Lian Yan hurriedly made a sound to remind her.

Princess Li came back and ordered her to serve pen and ink.

This Guo Weidong is really a waste.

Such internal and external cooperation can make the Zhao family army win a complete victory.

If he is really the son of a prostitute, he can't be reused.

She went to the front of the book case and wrote a letter, which was sent out by Lian Yan.

When the news of hanyangcheng's victory reached Hanzhang hall, the people of Shangyi Bureau were holding patterns for Xiao Yanjun to choose.

Xiao Yanjun has been in a good mood in recent days, although he was a little bent some time ago.

But now, he has regained his favor and is accused of marriage.

The princess of Mongolian nationality in the grassland was married.

This means that he will get a strong help.

As for how the princess looks and what her name is, it doesn't matter to him at all.

She has a prominent identity, that's enough.

Originally, he turned those patterns with great interest and heard the news of Zhao Jiajun's great victory, which made him smile.

Suddenly lost interest and waved to the people of the clothing bureau to do it according to the regulations. They were too lazy to choose.

Originally, Xiao Yanjun still had a good plan.

His uncle Shi Fuqiu can make another great contribution and take this opportunity to recover Zhao Jiajun.

In this way, Shi Jiajun held half of the troops in the court.

Well, he not only has the support of neighboring Mongolian, but also makes friends with Du Hanfei.

It's really important to have soldiers outside the court and power inside the court. With the help of other countries, there is also a mother imperial concubine in the harem.

At that time, except him.

Who else is qualified to take that seat?

But now that Zhao Jiajun has won, he has won a complete victory.

Then this army belongs to the Zhao family, which is also the in laws of Xia Hou's house. The Xia Hou mansion has only one legitimate son, who is only hostile to him.

In the days to come, we can't count on help.

I'm afraid it will become resistance.

At the thought of this, Xiao Yanjun wished that his weak body in early summer had better die on the mountain.

Never come down again

The people around him in early summer are different from Xiao Yanjun.

After worrying about these days, my eyebrows are finally stretched, and my face is filled with a happy smile.

Even the landlady of Yixiang building was very generous tonight. She avoided the drinks in the hall and put Yuqiao out to play a song. Everyone was intoxicated.

The Marquis's heart finally fell down completely.

Although it was not so hanging after listening to Bingwen, it was always on my mind.

On the second floor of Wen Tiange, Su Qian'an caught Bingwen and boasted.

But without boasting a few words, I was poor. I talked about it back and forth. It's really powerful. The noise made Bingwen kick him down with his last foot. He was not angry and stood at the entrance of the ladder with his butt rubbed and giggled.

When Su Qian'an returned to the mansion, he didn't dare to go to Su Yuan to tell his sister Qian Le about it until today.

Some days ago, Su qianle asked Su Qianan every day. Why hasn't he heard from the young master in recent days.

Seeing that his sister was almost cured, he dared not say anything to stimulate her. He could only perfunctorily say that the young master was too busy recently.

When he could not hide it more and more, he could only not even go to the Soviet court and simply avoided it.

Now there is good news. As soon as I returned to the house, I went to inform Su qianle of the causes and consequences, so as not to worry blindly and delay the speed of recovery.

Su qianle nervously grabbed the handkerchief in his hand and listened to Su Qianan's description. He didn't release his hand until the end.

When I let go, I reacted. I quickly loosened the handkerchief in my hand and paved it.

Su Qian'an looked over his head, but he didn't see the pattern clearly. There seemed to be a word "Chu" in a corner of pajiao.

"So you embroider this thing for the young master every day?" Su Qian'an suddenly realized the Tao.

Su qianle blushed and pressed the handkerchief with both hands to prevent him from seeing.

Su Qian'an didn't notice Su Qian Le's red face. He glanced disapprovingly and said, "it's not that I haven't seen your embroiderer. What's the shame?"

As a result, Su qianle scolded him.

After su Qianan left, Su qianle picked up the handkerchief.

Looking at the lake with the bright waves embroidered in the center of the handkerchief.

It seems to be a pair of neck to neck confrontation.

Mandarin duck