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Chapter 669 0666 [New Sister]

Paste door gods, hang peach charms, light firecrackers...

Not only the common people had to do this, but the emperor was no exception.

The imperial palace and a number of royal gardens such as Genyue and Qionglin Garden were all royal private properties, and as the emperor he had to visit each of them one by one.

In addition, he would ride the dragon chariot around the city to bless the people.

These are insignificant, yet extremely meaningful things that must be done.

Even a lazy dog ​​like Zhao Ji still runs around every New Year's Day.

However, he knew how to enjoy life better than Han Zhen. He rode in the imperial carriage in the palace, not to mention going out. He would only get off the carriage to do some work when hanging peach charms and pasting door gods.

"Hey~"

An unconscious cry sounded on the bed.

Li Nanjia sat up slowly, her long black hair scattered on her shoulders. Her cold face had a hint of the charm of a mature woman, and her exposed shoulders had both the softness and strength of a woman.

Han Zhen asked, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Li Nanjia held up the quilt with one hand, covering the area below the shoulders: "I'm used to it. I used to wake up at this time to practice."

Han Zhen ordered: "You are still here, sleep a little longer, and when I come back, I will take you to meet Fujin and the others. You will stay in the palace to celebrate the New Year today."

As if they had been frank with each other last night, Li Nanjia behaved very naturally, without the slightest shyness, and nodded in agreement openly.

This is her personality, she dares to love and hate.

After Han Zhen left, Li Nanjia also got up. He asked the palace maid to find a set of tight clothes for him to put on, and then went to the attic to practice martial arts.

This is a habit she developed since childhood, and it has remained the same for 18 years and has been ingrained in her bones.

If I don’t practice for a day, I will feel uncomfortable all over.

But now that the saber was not with him, Li Nanjia could only fight with his fists.

After all, he had been practicing martial arts since he was young. He drank so much wine last night and had been fighting with Han Zhen for an hour or two, but he was still full of energy the next day.

He punched with great force, and when his powerful energy was released, the friction of his sleeves against the air even made a sound of silk tearing.

The two palace maids were stunned.

As soon as Li Nanjia finished fighting, he immediately went up to him and helped wipe his sweat with a handkerchief.

A palace maid said with admiration: "Madam is so amazing, I'm afraid that no one in the palace who carries imperial weapons can compare to you."

Li Nanjia took the handkerchief, wiped the sweat off his face, and chuckled as he said, "This set of boxing is just for show, it's only for stretching the muscles and bones, it's not useful for real fighting. Besides, carrying a weapon is the pinnacle of martial arts, how can I be compared with them?"

Having practiced martial arts since childhood, she knows best the gap between men and women.

For example, Sun Zhi and others could swing the saber to kill the enemy with just their arm strength, but she couldn't. She had to use her body skills and mobilize the strength of her whole body.

As for those who can control weapons, they are peerless geniuses picked out from millions, there is no comparison at all.

Another maid said, "I have also seen you practicing martial arts with your majesty wearing imperial weapons, and you are so slow."

"They practice internal martial arts, which is very different."

The two palace maids were laymen and were just there to watch the fun, so Li Nanjia did not explain in detail.

After returning to the attic and taking a bath and changing clothes with the help of the palace maids, she waited quietly in the bedroom for the emperor to return.

It was not until almost noon that Han Zhen returned to Yeonbok Palace.

Seeing that she was still wearing the official robe, Han Zhen did not say anything and led her all the way to Ruizhu Palace.

The heat was rolling in the hall.

Zhao Fujin was wearing a bright red cotton coat and was skillfully directing the palace maids to decorate the hall.

New year, new atmosphere.

"Husband... Your Majesty."

Zhao Fujin was delighted to see Han Zhen coming back, but when he saw Li Nanjia in an official robe behind him, he immediately changed his mind and bowed.

In private, when there are no outsiders around, it is natural to call him husband, which appears intimate.

But in front of foreign officials, she, as the queen, still has to consider her image.

"Daddy!"

Shengnu and Xiao Heyue didn't care about that. After cheering, they hugged his legs on the left and right.

Han Zhen introduced: "No need to be polite, this is your new sister."

New sister?
Zhao Fujin was stunned at first, but then he immediately understood.

After coming to her senses, she joyfully pulled Li Nanjia's hand and joked, "Hehe, it turns out that my sister is my husband's old lover. They say that a beautiful woman is hidden in a golden house, how come my husband has hidden my sister in the imperial court?"

Han Zhen did not hide the matter about Lu Tian from her.

So when she learned that Li Nanjia, the commander of the navy, was her husband's woman, she was not surprised at all. After all, wasn't Lu Tian also an official appointed by the court?

Li Nanjia seemed a little restrained, or rather unnatural. He wanted to bow, but felt it was inappropriate: "Your Majesty... I... greet the Queen."

"We are all sisters, there is no need to be polite in the back garden."

Zhao Fujin waved his hand and then pulled her into his bedroom.

When the two came out again, there was a golden hairpin in Li Nanjia's hair.

Zhao Fujin liked to give hairpins to her husband's concubines. She had given them to almost all of the concubines in the harem, even her sister Zhao Fujin was no exception.

Soon, An Niang and others arrived one after another.

Zhao Fujin took Li Nanjia's hand and introduced them to all the girls, which saved Han Zhen a lot of trouble and allowed him to concentrate on playing with his children.

After lunch, a group of women were chattering away. Especially when they learned that Li Nanjia was a bandit leader, their eyes lit up and they kept asking questions.

Bandits, they had only seen them in storybooks before.

What's more, she is a female bandit.

For a moment, the hall turned into a tea party, with concubines eating snacks and fruits while listening to Li Nanjia talk about her days in the Black Mountain Village.

On the carpet beside him, Han Zhen was sitting cross-legged, holding Xiao Heyue in his arms, with a Shengnu lying on his back, and a few little guys constantly twisting their fat white bodies to climb on him.

No matter how busy he is, he always takes some time every day to spend time with his children.

This is necessary parent-child interaction.

It is said that the royal family is ruthless. After becoming emperor, he began to deeply understand this. After all, he had many concubines and many children. It was impossible for him to devote a lot of time to one of them like ordinary people. Therefore, Han Zhen could only accompany each child as much as possible and let them feel the father's love.

Also, let them play together and build relationships from an early age.

At this time, Zhao Fujin suddenly asked, "My dear, will you live in the palace from now on, or go back to work?"

Hearing this, Han Zhen looked at Li Nanjia: "What do you think?"

He had asked Lu Tian before that if he was willing, he could bring her into the palace.

However, Lu Tian refused, saying that he was used to being free outside and he also liked the job in the Secret Service and felt that he could help Han Zhen.

"I can do it."

A hint of shyness flashed across Li Nanjia's eyes.

In fact, ever since the fall of the Zhao Song Dynasty, the obsession that had been supporting her disappeared, and she has always felt empty in her heart.

The reason why she chose to stay in the army was just to relieve her depression by licking blood on the tip of the knife. Then she led the army to conquer Japan, was awarded the title of founding duke, and became the first woman to feast with the ministers in the grand court meeting.

It is no exaggeration to say that as a woman, except for a few others like Wu Zetian and Liu E, she was outstanding enough that even the history books, which were very frugal with words, would record her name.

So, in this regard, she has no desires or demands.

Especially after opening her heart and making love with Han Zhen last night, she only wanted to stay by his side.

Seeing this, how could Han Zhen not understand her intentions? He nodded and said, "Then stay in the palace."

"Ah."

Li Nanjia nodded slightly.

Zhao Fujin chuckled and said, "I will order someone to register them and send them to the Ministry of Rites later. In the future, my sister can teach the children boxing and kicking to strengthen their bodies."

"After the New Year, Nan Jia will hand over the tasks at hand." Han Zhen paused and asked, "Who do you think can take over the position of commander-in-chief?"

Hearing this, Li Nanjia groaned and said, "Sun Zhi, in terms of ability and achievements, you are qualified to be promoted to the commander-in-chief."

Han Zhen shook his head: "Even if you don't mention it, based on his achievements in this expedition against Japan, I also plan to promote him to the position of commander-in-chief and unify the army alone. Who else can I choose besides him?"

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With more and more overseas bases, the expansion of the navy is inevitable. As early as two months ago, he discussed with the military the promotion of Sun Zhi to the position of commander-in-chief.

“Wang Xing.”

Li Nanjia pondered for a moment and said a name.

Han Zhen chuckled and said, "I thought you would recommend Zhou Xiong."

"Zhou Xiong is not good enough. He is brave but too impulsive. In comparison, Wang Xing is much calmer and has the demeanor of a brother." Both of them worked under her, so she knew their personalities very well.

Wang Xing is Wang Yuan's cousin. He has been with his brother for many years. Under the influence of his brother, he remains calm and decisive in making decisions, showing the demeanor of a great general.

"Wang Xing is still young and has not made enough achievements. If he is promoted, I am afraid he will not be able to convince the people." Han Zhen grabbed Xiao Heyue's disruptive hand, thought for a while and said, "How about this, you continue to take on the post of commander-in-chief, and you don't have to resign for the time being. On the pretext of recuperating, slowly hand over all matters to Wang Xing to handle. When he has made military achievements, you can be transferred to the new post."

"This is a good idea."

Li Nanjia's eyes lit up.

People are used to compromise.

If you want to open a window in a house, someone will definitely object, but if you say you want to lift the roof, they will definitely persuade you to open a window.

Han Zhen has tried this method many times and it has always worked for him.

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"It's strange, it's really strange!"

"You bastard, are you a remnant of the Han people?"

Fan Heng looked at the Indian in front of him, exclaiming in amazement.

Although the other person's face was painted with white and yellow paint and his head was full of feathers, dressed like a peacock with its tail spread out, his black hair, black eyes and yellow skin were clearly visible.

More than two months have passed since landing in America.

However, Fan Heng did not advance recklessly, but instead built a simple military camp and port in the bay. It was only in the last half month that he divided the navy and crew into several small teams, and with the military camp as the center, he continued to explore outward.

Just today, one of the teams brought back several local natives.

Obviously, these Indians were also surprised that they looked similar to themselves, so no conflict broke out immediately.

One of the tallest Indians spoke a lot of gibberish.

This man had the most and most gorgeous feathers on his body. He also had a piece of linen covering his body and a longbow on his back. Unlike the other barbarians, he only had a crotchless trousers and was naked otherwise. I guess he had a high status and should be the leader of this group of barbarians.

Fan Heng frowned and said, "What kind of language is that? It's even more incomprehensible than Japanese."

Seeing this, the Indian repeated it again, gesturing with his hands.

"Mr. Fan, this guy seems to be asking where we are from." A naval soldier said, touching his chin.

Fan Heng thought it made sense, so he pointed to the sea and answered loudly, "We came from the Central Plains."

The Indian actually understood what he meant and showed a surprised expression.

It has to be said that when language cannot be used to communicate, gestures and expressions can still convey some simple meanings.

But that was all. After that, both sides spoke at cross purposes and could not understand each other.

After a lot of trouble, I still couldn't figure out the reason.

"dinner time."

At this time, the cook shouted.

Fan Heng had an idea and ordered, "Bring some food to these barbarians and five cans of meat."

Hearing this, Zheng Dafu frowned and said, "I don't know how long we will stay in this damn place. We have to save some food and canned food. Why give them to the barbarians?"

There are not many canned foods now, and they themselves can't bear to eat them. Now they want to give them to the barbarian for free, but naturally he is unwilling to do so.

Fan Heng chuckled and said, "We are completely in the dark now. This place is completely different from the Central Plains. We have never seen many wild animals and plants, let alone heard of them. If we want to find what the officials said, it will take us a long time. These barbarians are locals, they must know more than us. Building a good relationship with them can save us a lot of trouble."

A number of people have fallen ill in the past two months.

Some of them accidentally ate unknown wild fruits, while others were bitten by poisonous snakes and insects. The key is that the ship's doctors had never seen the types of wild fruits and poisonous snakes and insects, so they had no idea where to start treating them and could only prescribe medicine based on the symptoms.

"makes sense."

Zheng Dafu thought about it and nodded in response.

Soon, the crew brought meals and canned food.

The rice was steamed with various grains, and topped with a few pickles and a large piece of golden roasted wild boar meat.

"Give."

Fan Heng picked up a bowl and handed it to the leader.

The leader was stunned at first, pointed at the bowl, and then pointed at himself.

After receiving a positive answer, the chief was very happy. He folded his hands on his chest, lowered his head slightly, and then took the bowl.

Fan Heng originally thought that these uncivilized barbarians would eat their meals directly with their hands, but he never expected that the leader would actually take out a spoon-like cutlery from the small animal skin bag hanging around his waist.

The shape of the spoon is a bit strange. It is made of shells and animal bones. The craftsmanship is surprisingly good and it looks quite delicate.

The chief sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a spoon and began to eat ravenously. During the meal, he raised his head and muttered a few words. Although I couldn't understand what he said, it seemed that he was praising.

After the meal, the eyes of these Indians were filled with kindness.

Fan Heng then gestured for them to try the canned food.

The leader opened the can clumsily, scooped a piece of meat into his mouth with a spoon, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The canned meat tastes very good. Not only the Indians, but even Fan Heng and others love it.

After taking two sips, he stopped and put the lid back on, as if he was planning to take it back and eat more.

Fan Heng didn't care about this.

The Indians stayed for a while, and when they saw that the sun was about to set, they got up and left.

The next day, the Indians came again and brought a tapir with them.

(End of this chapter)