Destiny Only Han

Guanzhong.

The howling north wind blew all night long, and heavy snow fell all over the sky as expected.

Changle Palace.

Changqiu Hall.

It's freezing outside the palace, but it's as warm as spring inside.

Lu Yu sat slumped by the window, holding an embroidery frame in his hand and embroidering seriously.

Well, this is a hobby she has only recently acquired, but according to her usual personality, in about a week at most, these dazzling needlework and embroidery samples will be shelved...

Liu Ying was lying on the big bed in the room, wrapped in a thick quilt, her face was pale, and she was thinking about all kinds of sad background music...

He caught a cold.

At this moment, he began to feel sad uncontrollably.

In his daze, the whole world seemed to start to move away from him. He wanted to chase after him, but his limbs seemed to be filled with lead and it was difficult to move.

In other words, he didn't want to move.

desolate.

apprehensive.

All kinds of emotions rushed into his heart, making his eyes red.

Liu Ying looked at the window and saw that Lu Yu was busy embroidering, with no intention of coming to take care of him. She wanted to cry for no reason. The thought of deposing the queen and sending Lu Yu into the cold palace suddenly lingered in her mind...

Maybe he sensed something.

Lu Yu turned his head, looked at Liu Ying, and raised the embroidery frame in his hand: "Your Majesty, do you think this handkerchief I made for you looks good?"

Liu Ying suddenly beamed: "Anything you do will look good!"

Lu Yu smiled and lowered his head and continued to embroider.

She planned to practice her skills with Liu Ying first, and then make a handkerchief for each of Liu Bang, Lu Pheasant, Lu Wan, Yu Ji, and her brothers!
Liu Ying slowly sat up.

Sometimes what people want is an attitude.

Therefore, he decided not to divorce that bitch for the time being...

"water……"

Although Lu Yu turned a deaf ear, BOC, who was standing at the door of the hall, rushed over and immediately handed a glass of lukewarm water to Liu Ying's hand.

This is the relationship between feudal emperors who are closer to eunuchs than to concubines.

Liu Ying moistened her throat and asked, "Is there any official document sent?"

"Yes." Bank of China nodded, and then asked softly: "Your Majesty, don't you want to take a rest?"

Liu Ying took another sip of water: "I'm tired of lying down. I'll write a batch of memorials to change my mind."

Bank of China didn't say much, just bowed and stepped back, then walked in from outside the palace door carrying a tray.

According to Liu Ying's habit, memorials were divided into three categories: those that required his personal handling, those that required his understanding, and those that required his signature and seal.

However, because he was blatantly absent from work on the pretext of illness, all the memorials that needed to be handled by him personally were handled by Cao Shen, and then forwarded to Yuan An, the minister, and then reviewed by the ministers and ministers. After they were found to be correct, they were sent back again. The government just needs to leave a backup for him to review.

Therefore, there are only a few insignificant memorials on the tray.

Liu Ying flipped through it and found a telegram sent by Zhou Yafu from Shixin County.

He read it hastily, looked at Bank of China and said, "Where is the prince?"

Bank of China said that it was about to answer Liu Ying's words, but Lu Yu beat him to it.

Lu Yu said without raising his head: "Liu Yan is listening to the lecture in Dongnuan Pavilion, but considering the time, it's time to finish the get out of class. What, what does your majesty want to see him for?"

Liu Ying raised the message in her hand: "I have a message from Zhou Yafu. I just used it to test Liu Yan and see if he has made any progress in studying with my two teachers these days..."

Lu Yu raised his head in surprise: "How old is that little kid? Even if he studied with Liuhou and Fenghou (Xiao He) for a few days, is it possible that he can be reborn and become a genius who can rival His Majesty?"

Well, it wasn't that she meant to praise Liu Ying, she was just telling the truth.

After all, when she was a little baby who couldn't talk or walk, Liu Ying had already become famous all over the world, so in her heart, Liu Ying had always been her idol...

But Liu Ying felt secretly happy in her heart.

He said with a smile on his face: "It is said that a jade cannot be polished and cannot be used. Sometimes the authorities are obsessed with it. Maybe a child's words can provide me with new ideas..."

Lu Yu looked disapproving.

She thought about it and couldn't help but said: "If Your Majesty wants people to brainstorm ideas, it's better to find Liu Qi. To be honest, I am afraid that among Your Majesty's disciples, Liu Qi is the only one who can do this." Great job!"

Liu Ying looked at Lu Yu, was silent for a long time, and shook her head with a smile: "Everyone has his own mission. What the big man after me needs is a conservative king. If his ability is too outstanding, he will be depressed because he has no use..."

Lu Yu flat-mouthed: "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

After saying that, she continued to embroider.

She is open-minded, and what she said before really had no intention of sowing discord.

Liu Ying laughed silently and whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "Liu Qi got it at the right time but didn't have the power. How sad..."

After a while, Liu Yan, carrying a small schoolbag, walked in with his head in the air.

His dog looked at Lu Yu furtively, and when he saw that Lu Yu was surrounded by scissors, needles, threads, and other things, he decisively ran towards Liu Ying and jumped onto the bed with a roar.

"Father!"

Liu Ying was startled.But before he could get angry, Lu Yu yelled out first: "What are you yelling about? There are no rules at all!"

Liu Yan's face was filled with grievances.

Lu Yu lowered his head, looked at the embroidery needle stuck on his finger and took a breath.

Fortunately, she had been practicing piano since she was a child and had calluses on her fingertips, so although she was pricked by a needle, the skin was not punctured.

Liu Ying saw this and decided to be a good person for once.

He held Liu Yan in his arms and looked at Lu Yu: "It's normal for a child to be a little noisy. Look, you scared him so much that he was sweating on his face!"

Hearing this, Liu Yan stuffed his head into Liu Ying's arms and sobbed softly in grievance.

Lu Yu's face was confused, and he immediately gritted his teeth.

Well, mainly for Liu Ying.

After all, if one of the couple becomes the red face first, then the only option left is the white face...

Lu Yu snorted and lowered his head, not bothering to talk to the two drama queens opposite him.

Liu Ying hugged Liu Yan and whispered: "Father helped you escape another disaster. How can you thank Father?"

Liu Yan was stunned and crawled out pretending not to hear anything.

But how can he break free from Liu Ying's shackles?

So, he could only raise his palm-sized face and show a flattering smile: "Whatever the father says will be done!"

This time, he went all out!
Of course, if Liu Ying's demands are too excessive, then he still has the guardians on his left and right to rely on.

Well, they are Liu Bang and Lu Pheasant.

Liu Ying smiled and took the message from Zhou Yafu into Liu Yan's hand: "Take a look and express your opinion."

Liu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately frowned.

He knew most of the words in the telegram, but when they were put together, he felt extremely confused.

He wanted to give up, but finally bit the bullet and started reading.

After all, from the time he started to remember, everyone told him that he was the prince of the Han Empire and would be the emperor of the Han Empire in the future, ruling the world on behalf of the herdsmen.

Therefore, he will never give up easily!

So, as he watched and read, he slowly raised his head and looked at Liu Ying: "I always feel that what Uncle Zhou said is very similar to the story Master Xiao told me the day before yesterday..."

Liu Ying asked: "Which story?"

Liu Yan said without thinking: "Bianzhuang stabs the tiger!"

Liu Ying knew what was going on and asked, "Tell your father about it."

Lu Yu also pricked up his ears.

When Liu Yan saw this, he proudly puffed out his belly and began to read: "Zhuangzi wanted to stab the tiger, but Guan Zhuzi stopped him, saying: 'Two tigers are eating cattle. If they eat something sweet, they will fight. If they fight, they will fight. If they fight, they will fight.' The big one is injured, and the small one dies. If you stab it from the wound, you will have the name of two tigers in one move." Bian Zhuangzi thought so, and set up his beard. For a while, the two tigers were fighting, the big one was injured, and the small one died. Zhuangzi took the wound. If you stab him, he will be able to achieve the effect of two tigers..."

Liu Ying nodded and asked again: "Then tell me, what are the similarities between what Zhou Yafu wrote in the telegram and Bianzhuang Cihu?"

Liu Yan lowered his head and began to think.

Lu Yu put away the embroidery frame, slowly walked to Liu Ying's side, and leaned his head to read the message.

After a moment, Liu Yan raised his head and said loudly: "Uncle Zhou said that we should wait for King Xunjia and Prince Xunjia to fight first, and wait until they decide the winner, then the big man will attack the person who is defeated so miserably."

"This is very similar to Bianzhuang Cihu!"

"Furthermore, Uncle Zhou also said that he wants to instigate conflicts between Buddhism and Solomonism. If necessary, he can let Protestant believers support Buddhists and fight against Solomonism. The more chaos, the better..."

"This is somewhat similar to the story of catching chestnuts from the fire that Master Zhang told me some time ago, but not much..."

Nonsense, of course it doesn't look like that.He was planning to directly send troops to intervene in the whole body poisoning situation under the banner of protecting the church members... Liu Ying's lips slightly raised but she did not speak.

Lu Yu held Liu Yan's chin, looked up and down, left and right, and asked in disbelief: "Are you really my Yan'er?"

After all, Liu Yan was just a child who did not go to elementary school, but he could understand Zhou Yafu's report.

To give an analogy, a preschool child attended a government report meeting on behalf of his civil servant parent, and then wrote an article about comprehending the spirit of the meeting, which was also published in an internal publication...

Liu Yan didn't speak, he just puffed out his cheeks and looked arrogant.

Well, he's holding a grudge.

After all, Lu Yu gave him a few words of training before...

Lu Yu stretched out his finger and poked Liu Yan's bulging cheek, smiled and held him in his arms, turned to look at Liu Ying and said, "It's true that famous teachers make great disciples! Liuhou and Fouhou are indeed extraordinary!"

"In just a few short months, Yan'er has been taught to be so smart!"

Liu Ying smiled and said nothing.

Although the two old men are old, their minds are not confused. On the contrary, they are getting older and stronger!
It is no exaggeration to say that if they were allowed to travel back to the Chu-Han War, the war could end at least one year early!
Lu Yu suddenly pouted and complained: "It would have been better if I had asked Qing Liuhou and Fenghou to teach earlier, and Yan'er would have been spared wasting time following those rotten scholars!"

Liu Ying shook her head:
"When a person is hungry, ten steamed buns are placed in front of him. He eats nine and is full. Does it mean that he is full only after eating the ninth steamed bun? The first eight steamed buns don't get half of the credit?"

"Although my two teachers are ministers, they are the 'Three Heroes of the Han Dynasty' that my father personally admits. You can't imagine letting such a person teach Liu Yan and teach him literacy and arithmetic!"

Lu Yu stuck out her tongue, turned her head, held Liu Yan in her arms with a smile, and kissed him again and again, looking full of motherly love.

At this moment, Liu Yan finally felt the long-lost maternal love...