Donggong Zhangjiao

The crowd dispersed.

After returning to Zhongcui Palace, Qingrong couldn't help but said.

"Concubine Yang really doesn't want to give up power. She is willing to do all these hard chores even though she is pregnant."

Look at the queen, she is so thoughtful and thoughtful.

Fang Yun's eyes were full of sarcasm, "You can't have your cake and eat it too. She wants to raise a baby and help manage the Sixth Palace. How can such a good thing happen? The left and right can only be in power for two months at most. They really exploit every opportunity."

"Then what are you going to do?" Qingrong frowned.

A person like Concubine Yang is really willing to let her have her way any day.

"She wants power in her hands, and I want it too." Fang Yun curled his fingers and tapped the table every now and then, with a hint of playfulness in his beautiful eyes, "She is as greedy as a jackal, biting I don’t want to let go when I live in a good place, I’m afraid I’ll have to suffer some hardships and be frightened before I stop.”

Hearing Fang Yun's words, Qingrong suddenly became energetic.

Then he was called forward, and the master and servant whispered a few words.

At that time, Yun Qian was talking to Concubine Yang in Zhongcui Palace.

"Why did the empress agree to be the assistant manager of the Sixth Palace? The imperial doctor said that you were injured when you gave birth to the third prince. This second child must be rested and recuperated."

"I know my health well. It won't be a problem to take care of it for a month or two. Now that the Queen is pregnant and has too much time to take care of herself, it is rare for me to get the opportunity to intervene in palace affairs. If I seize it, I don't know what I can do well. .”

Leaning on the pillow, Concubine Yang's ambition grew like spring grass.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Yun Qian's eyes, "My Majesty, you don't want to attack the Queen's belly."

"Wealth is gained through danger. If she gives birth to a legitimate son, wouldn't her status be more stable?"

Concubine Yang interrupted Yun Qian without hesitation, with a slight coldness on her lips.

"Besides, I am not the only one who is the co-president of the Sixth Palace. When Concubine Zhao was favored and gained authority, she had some inappropriate thoughts in her heart and was disrespectful to the Queen. However, I was pregnant and unwell. , what can we do?”

After saying these words, Yun Qian already understood Concubine Yang's thoughts.

To show his loyalty, he immediately bowed his body and said, "I am willing to share my worries with you."

"Get up, if you have this heart, I will not treat you badly." Concubine Yang waved her hand.

afternoon.

Fang Yun is practicing calligraphy in the room.

Yuan He walked in quickly, "Mother, the emperor's chariot is coming this way."

"I know." Fang Yun nodded.

He immediately put down his pen and went out to pick up the driver.

As soon as they arrived at the palace gate, the royal chariot arrived.

Watching Pei Yao get off the sedan chair, Fang Yun tenderly curled his lips and bowed.

"emperor."

"What are you doing today?" Pei Yao stretched out his hand to pull her up, and led her towards the courtyard, "I heard that the Queen has promised you and Concubine Yang to co-manage the Sixth Palace today, are you tired? "

"It was only in the afternoon that someone brought things like the account books, and I haven't looked at them carefully yet. In the past, the Queen and the Empress took care of things in a very orderly manner. I only need to follow the instructions and follow the steps. I won't be tired."

Fang Yun answered softly and said again.

"Your Majesty, I haven't been to the harem for several days. I am busy with government affairs at the end of the year and the war in Northern Xinjiang has not subsided. I think this period must be extremely busy. However, no matter how busy you are, you must remember to eat and rest on time. Yes."

While talking, the two of them had already entered the palace.

After sitting down together, Pei Yao joked.

"I think you shouldn't be asked to stay in the harem. You should be by my side and be a personal steward."

"Your Majesty thinks your concubine is nagging you." Fang Yun curled his lips and snorted.

Pei Yao curled his lips, "Anyway, I think you are attentive and considerate."

When he said this, Fang Yun raised his charming eyes slightly and said deliberately.

"That being the case, Your Majesty, why don't you appoint me as a female official in the imperial service, so that you can ask the Queen to marry me and go to Jingqian Palace as an errand?" "Then I wonder how much money it costs to ask Mr. Fang to be an errand?"

Pei Yao took the opportunity to joke with her.

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows, looking quite arrogant.

"We have food, clothing, food and shelter, and five taels of gold per month is enough."

"Zoom!"

Pei Yao made her laugh out loud, then stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of Fang Yun's nose.

The few people serving in the room also lowered their heads and suppressed laughter.

After this commotion, Pei Yao talked to her about something else.

"It's freezing cold in Northern Xinjiang. It's only the end of October now. Duke Qin has sent a letter saying that it's already snowing in Northern Xinjiang."

"The weather is freezing. The soldiers are working harder and harder. There must be no shortage of food, grass and cotton clothes." Fang Yun sighed after hearing this, "I don't know how long this battle will last."

It has been a long time since she received a letter from Liu Qin.

Pei Yao took a sip of tea, his brows looking solemn.

"Now the war situation is very stalemate. The worse the weather, the harder it is to fight. What is at stake is national strength and military morale. Fortunately, Duke Qin leads the army well. Although most of his men are young generals, they are not inferior to the veterans of Shangyang State. "

Isn't that right? Huo Mingxuan, Ye Yunxiao and even Yang Chengyu are all very young.

A group of boys who have not yet started a family.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been born in youth, and youth is better than youth. The emperor is young, and the soldiers and courtiers below him are also young. This shows that Daqi is a vibrant and progressive country."

Fang Yun smiled softly and comforted.

"That's good." A smile appeared in Pei Yao's eyes, and his gaze became sharper. "Da Qi will win this battle!"

How could a young emperor who had just ascended the throne have no ambitions?

Fang Yun's willow eyebrows were curved, "I'm going to offer you tea instead of wine. First of all, I wish your Majesty that the army will win."

Pei Yao smiled at each other and picked up the teacup in cooperation.

Just as he was talking, the fourth prince woke up from his nap and was carried over by his wet nurse.

Children who have just woken up are always greasy and crooked, acting coquettishly when leaning in Fang Yun's arms.

Pei Yao saw his son's face as red as an apple while sleeping, so he couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

"We are all going to be brothers. Why are you still clinging to your mother and concubine like this? You are not shy."

The fourth prince was tickled by his touch, curled up and laughed.

As soon as he became energetic, he raised his eyes and said, "I am the younger brother."

This was said like a correction.

After all, he had been used to it since he was a child. The second princess and the eldest prince called each other every day.

Fang Yun smiled and explained to him, "Your mother is pregnant with a little brother now. When the little brother is born, you will be the brother."

"Little brother?" The fourth prince didn't quite understand. He frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "The queen mother has a little brother in her belly, but doesn't the mother concubine have a little brother?"

When he asked this question, Fang Yun didn't know what to say for a moment.

Pei Yao was at the side to help her out, "It will happen in the future."

"When will it be in the future?" The fourth prince followed the spirit of inquiring, "Will there be dinner?"

"In the future, in the future, my second sister is going to school. How about Ji'er pick her up from school?" Fang Yun was a little embarrassed and wanted to send his son away.

Looking at Fang Yun's slightly red face, Pei Yao found it interesting.

He reached out and hugged his son, smiling.

"Not during dinner, but after dinner, father will work hard."