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Chapter 505 Another Secret

"Today and tomorrow, I will give His Majesty a note, suggesting that he find some imperial physicians or doctors who are proficient in wound healing to guide you."

Princess Yiguang turned around and asked, "That's right. Have you met Your Majesty?"

A strange expression flashed across Mrs. Zhang's face, "Return to Your Highness, this subordinate has been fortunate enough to meet His Majesty twice in Qingyun Palace."

For the "two" twice, she emphasized her tone a little.

"Your Highness, His Majesty's current situation seems...not very good."

Mrs. Zhang is a military doctor after all, and she saw a lot of dying people on the battlefield, and looking at Emperor Changxing's face, she knew that he was almost exhausted.

Princess Yiguang nodded expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty has been ill for a long time, why don't you take a good rest in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, what are you doing in Qingyun Palace?"

Mrs. Zhang subconsciously glanced at the newspaper on the desk.

"Your Highness," she paused slightly, "Your Majesty seems to be very interested in Princess Anrong. During my time in Qingyun Palace, I saw him ask about Princess Anrong's current situation more than once."

"Thirteen?" Princess Yiguang didn't seem to understand what Mrs. Zhang meant, "After Thirteen got married, I haven't seen this granddaughter for a long time."

"Daughter-in-law Qing, if you have time, go to the princess' mansion and see how Shisan is doing."

Mrs. Shizi quickly agreed.

Mrs. Zhang reacted quickly, glanced at the newspaper thoughtfully, and quickly looked away.

At the end of August and the beginning of September, the newspaper once reported a royal anecdote, saying that Emperor Changxing had an adult prince living outside.

The entire Yun Chui can be said to be spread from south to north and from east to west. Countless people talked about it with great interest, and speculated about the current identity of the prince and whether he would be accepted by the royal family in the future...

In this regard, the Chen royal family has not responded.

And the common people mostly regard it as a topic of conversation after dinner and tea. Although there are many discussions, they are half-believing. After a long time, they are forgotten like usual stories, and no one mentions them again.

Unexpectedly, the newspaper that was just published at the end of November brought up another anecdote about the royal family.

Similar stories with minor differences, plausible plots.

The only difference is that the narrator at the end of August is the nanny of the concubine who gave birth to the prince, while the one at the end of November is the woman Wen who took the birth of the prince.

Anyway, it's people who can't be found and stories that can't be verified...

"Your Majesty goes to Qingyun Palace to hang out when you have time. Why don't you see so many important national affairs and decide quickly?" When Princess Yiguang said these words, there was some slight sarcasm.

Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth, and finally spoke out.

"Your Highness, when you were in Qingyun Palace, His Majesty repeatedly mentioned that you don't know who should be appointed as the heir apparent. The imperial concubine may be tired of hearing it, so she just casually asked His Majesty to use the old method to choose..."

Speaking of this, the female military doctor couldn't help pulling her neck out of curiosity.

What kind of method can still be used to choose the candidate for the crown prince of such a large empire?
cough cough cough.

Huo Qing and his wife both had strange expressions and coughed repeatedly.

Although Mrs. Zhang was puzzled, she also reacted, and then she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Princess Yiguang spoke lightly, and brought the topic back.

"It's one thing to set up a reserve, but it's another thing to choose the leader of the Yanhui Legion. The next step is to recover the Beihai Customs. In addition, we have to pay attention to the food and grass of the Starfall Legion and the Pingwa Army in Baekje."

"Daughter-in-law Qing," she turned to look at Mrs. Shizi, "How is the grain harvest in our Duke's Mansion this year?"

Mrs. Shizi quickly stood up.

"Grandmother, in the past two years, the weather has been good in most parts of the empire, and the Zhuangzi under our name is no exception. If necessary, the government can order a lot of food from various large and small farms."

"It's just that most of our Zhuangzi are along the Xinglan Grand Canal, not on the eastern coast. If we want to transport them, the journey is a bit far away..."

"It doesn't matter. As long as there is food, the distance is not a problem." Princess Yiguang pondered, "Speaking of which, most of the Zhuangzi in the Grand Master's Mansion are on both sides of the Xinglan Grand Canal."

"Qing'er, send a letter to Ren Yi, suggesting that the two prefectures pack up the grain together. When the grain truck from Xingluo County passes by, they will join the shipowner and go out to sea, or go straight to Huayang County with Guan Luping's logistics vehicle."

Princess Yiguang has no other choice.

So much grain is shipped together, whether it is loaded on a ship or a vehicle, the large quantity is easy to attract attention, so we still have to find some way to cover it up.

Fortunately, the local officials belonged to them either explicitly or secretly, and it was not difficult to cover some people's eyes and ears.

Huo Qing immediately stood up, "It's not too late, my grandson will write a letter immediately."

"Go." Princess Yiguang nodded in satisfaction.

She clasped her fingers slowly.

The food from Ren Ning's family, Zhen Guogong's mansion, Taishi's mansion, Xingluo County's hometown and the East China Sea Barrier were shipped together.

Let people grind some more from the Ministry of Households, and it is estimated that the food crisis in Baekje can be temporarily relieved.

Of course, it also depends on whether the food roads are safe or not.

For example, the Yanzhen Fortress at the beginning happened to meet with civil unrest in the four counties in the west. Although there was food in hand, it couldn't be transported.

In addition, it depends on when the North Customs will take it back.

Otherwise, no matter how much food is in hand, it will not be enough to transport and eat.

Mrs. Zhang was fidgeting, not knowing whether to continue listening.

"Your Highness," she carefully reminded, "Did this subordinate avoid you first?"

Haha.

Princess Yiguang waved her hand freely.

"No need, we are all family."

"In the future, if you go to the palace to see Qing'er or return to the Yanfeng Fortress after spring, if they ask, you can report it truthfully. They will naturally know."

"Okay." Mrs. Zhang came to her senses, her heart was pounding, and she nodded quickly in response.

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Royal Palace.

"Chang Lu," Emperor Chang Xing held his head expressionlessly, "Tell me, who should be the crown prince?"

Recently, the number of papers requesting to set up a storage room as soon as possible has flowed in like snowflakes, so many that it almost flooded the imperial study room.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Huayang County and Beihai Customs, the courtiers would probably have fallen out in the early court.

"This..." Chang Lu giggled, "Your Majesty, the crown prince is related to Yunchui's future, so you have to choose carefully. But your majesty is the son of heaven, and the crown prince you appoint is God's will."

"The old slave feels that as long as His Majesty chooses him, he must be the chosen one, and he must be a wise king in the future, who will surely make the empire flourish and submit to the world."

Emperor Changxing's flattery of the old eunuch seemed unheard of.

"Should I use Concubine Qing's old method?"

Draw lots!
"This..." Chang Lu's head was covered with sweat, and he couldn't speak.

"Where's Du Ziming?" Emperor Changxing suddenly changed the subject.

call.

The old eunuch couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Emperor Changxing would suddenly decide Yunchui's crown prince by drawing lots on a whim.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the newspaper was published on schedule again. It is Chi Guoguo's ability to provoke Jin Linwei. The Commander must be tracking down the newspaper's backstage again."

"Check it out, check it out." Emperor Changxing couldn't help but swear, "It's been so long, he can't find anything, what on earth is he eating?"

"Forget it, tell Du Ziming not to look behind the scenes of any newspapers, but to find out what happened before and after the birth of Princess Anrong."

Princess Anrong?

Chang Lu was taken aback for a moment, glanced slightly in the direction of Qingyun Palace, and then nodded in response.

(End of this chapter)