Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1470 Northern Xinjiang
"Queen, what are you doing?"

Yeluhua turned his head back and stared blankly at his mother who hit his head with a brick wrapped in sackcloth.

Even if he is a high-level practitioner, isn't his mother afraid of knocking his head out of the question?

"I said, you follow along."

Feng Yan weighed the burden in his hand, pushed Yeluhua forward, and threw the brick into his arms.

"The stepping stones are all ready-made. I think Her Royal Highness's carriage is big enough for one person, so you should follow along."

"By the way, don't worry about the travel expenses. I'll give you 1000 taels of silver invoice under Brick."

"What, what?"

Yeluhua stood blankly on the ground holding the bundle containing bricks and banknotes, unable to turn his head around for a moment.

"Wait, what was that sound just now?"

Because the sound of the bricks hitting the head was too crisp, Ying Baoyue and the others who were already in the carriage poked their heads out in shock.

As a result, Ying Baoyue heard Feng Yan's shocking speech as soon as he poked his head.

"Wait, the carriage stops first."

Ying Baoyue waved to stop the carriage, got up and got out of the carriage, caught a glimpse of Meng Shi who was sitting in the corner, and stretched out her hand to pull her down as well.

In the see-off team at the city gate, the ministers of the Northern Wei Dynasty were already in a mess.

"Ma'am, what are you talking about?"

An old official rushed forward, "His Royal Highness and the government officials of the prison country are dealing with it. How can it be possible to participate in the high-level ceremony?"

"Why not?" Feng Yan said indifferently, "Didn't he go and secretly participate in both the elementary and intermediate levels? He also went to the elementary level twice."

The black history was dug up, and Yeluhua's face was a little hot, "Mother, that's because..."

"This moment, that moment!" The veterans were furious, if Yelulang hadn't sat behind with half-closed eyes and said nothing, they would have started scolding.

The courtiers glared at Ying Baoyue who was striding back, and were about to gnash their teeth, when a sudden chill came from behind them.

Lin Wangong stood beside Yelulang, watching them quietly.

The chaotic ministers were quiet for a moment.

This person has killed eight heaven-ranked killing gods, and he is not afraid of the sky, and the earth is not afraid, if he is offended...

Loyalty is precious, and the price of life is even higher.

If it was said that Yelulang was just an elegant monarch in the eyes of the officials, now Lin Wangong was standing beside him, and even Yelulang had a bit of iron and blood.

But the majesty is the majesty, Yelulang is obviously mentally weak now, if Yeluhua, the prince of the prison, leaves, who will take care of the state affairs of the Northern Wei Dynasty?

Yeluhua regained his composure, he didn't want to leave, but he had a heavy burden on him.

He said with difficulty, "Mother, I appreciate your kindness, but if I leave, the government..."

"You don't have to worry about that." Feng Yan glanced at Yelulang who was dozing behind him, "Your father is still here, even if he doesn't have enough energy, your mother and I are in good health."

Feng Yan said lightly, "The big deal is that I will listen to the government behind the curtain."

The ministers kneeling on the ground were all dumbfounded.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Why not?" Feng Yan glanced at them coldly, "Your Majesty hasn't spoken yet, are you waiting for me to rebel?"

"No, no, I have absolutely no such intention."

All the ministers knelt down around Yelulang.

Tuoba Tao has already decided to take him back to Luoyang for the death penalty. At this time, none of the ministers dared to hear the word treason.

Perhaps the movement of the officials kneeling down was too loud, and Yelulang who was covered with a blanket opened his eyes slightly.

"Your Majesty, do you think this solution is feasible?"

Feng Yan spoke to him lightly.

Yeluhua's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at his father.

Yelulang's gaze stayed on his son's face for a moment, then suddenly moved to the distance.

Yeluhua was taken aback, and turned around suddenly, just in time to see Meng Shi who was being led back by Ying Baoyue.

However, he found that his father's eyes were not on Meng Shi, but on Ying Baoyue for a long time.

Sensing that Yelulang was looking at her, Ying Baoyue raised her head slightly.

The two looked at each other.

No one spoke.

After a while, Yelulang looked away, looked at Feng Yan, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty must not!"

The ministers kneeling on the ground were startled, wondering what kind of ecstasy soup Feng Yan had given Yelulang these two days, and Yelulang would agree to such a thing.At this time, a courtier suddenly thought of another legitimate reason.

"Your Majesty! Please listen to the old minister."

"His Royal Highness is of great importance. If accidents happen on the road or at the high-level ceremony, wouldn't the Northern Wei Dynasty have no successors?"

Feng Yan narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"What, are you cursing my son?"

"The old minister has absolutely no such intention!" The old minister bowed his head tremblingly.

"The cultivation ceremony is inherently dangerous and unpredictable. His Royal Highness is immortal and jade-like. Even if he does not participate in the high-level ceremony, he is expected to ascend to the heavenly ranks in his thirties. The son of a thousand gold can't sit down. Why should His Royal Highness take such a risk to participate in the high-level ceremony? ?”

unless……

An old minister secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Yelulang who was leaning on the chair.

Unless, Yelulang has other candidates for the crown prince in mind.

Noticing the change in the expressions of the ministers, many of Yeluhua's close ministers and officials couldn't stand anymore.

If Yeluhua really left like this, then it might not be possible to keep his position as the crown prince.

"Yes, Your Highness, you must not take such a risk!"

"His Royal Highness is the country's foundation, how can the country's foundation travel far away?"

Yeluhua fell silent, forced his gaze away from Meng Shi, and bowed to his parents.

"Father, queen mother, thank you for your kindness, but I have responsibilities, and it is really inconvenient to travel far away."

He is not only alone, but also carries the wealth and life of so many officials of the Prince's Mansion on his back.

Feng Yan thought deeply when she heard the words.

"What? Is it because you are afraid that you will lose your crown prince position after you come back?"

Yeluhua quickly explained, "My son is not..."

"Well, if you're so worried, then so be it," Feng Yanman said indifferently, "Your third brother should be fine, so send your second brother to northern Xinjiang to farm."

Yeluhua's eyes widened, "No, no, mother, this is too unfair to the second brother."

Besides, there is no need for that at all, his second brother is only seven years old this year!
Back then Feng Yan gave birth to his second son when he was ten years old. He didn't understand the reason before, he just thought that his mother was alienated from his father because of Tuoba Liangdi's existence.

Later, he learned from the old woman who served Feng Yan that his mother deliberately delayed it for so long because she was worried that the second son would threaten the position of the eldest son in the future.

Obviously, the death rate of children before the age of ten is extremely high. As a concubine, Feng Yan would feel more at ease with two sons by her side, but her mother still did it for him.

Yeluhua's eyes were a little hot, and he suppressed the emotions in his heart.

"Queen, you really don't need to do this for your son."

It was he who hesitated before his mother noticed the connection between mother and child.

But his mother didn't need to pay so much for his waywardness.

However, he didn't expect that Feng Yan stared at the words, "Who said it was only for you? My mother is also for myself!"

For yourself?

Yeluhua stood there stupidly, completely unable to understand what his mother meant.

At this time, Ying Baoyue and Meng Shi had already walked behind him.

"Okay, okay, why is a big man such a mother-in-law?" Feng Yan pushed her son in Meng Shi's direction. There is also glory in the sky."

Yeluhua almost bumped into Meng Shi, he quickly stabilized his body, "Mother?"

"You can go with me at ease, you don't have to worry about the government, your second brother will not be sent away, and your crown prince will be fine," Feng Yan waved at him.

"Since you are the heir of the Northern Wei Dynasty, you have more important things to do besides government affairs."

"More important...things?" Yeluhua looked confused.

"Yes," Feng Yan looked at Yeluhua and Meng Shi who were standing together with her hips akimbo, and praised herself in her heart with satisfaction.

Where did these ministers know her good intentions.

It's a joke, don't send this kid out now...

Where can she have a grandson in the future?
　I have to say that the vision is quite far-reaching.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)