Chapter 567 Willing Edict (1)
Empress Xiqin gave birth to Longzi, and she was established as a prince from the day of birth. Both Dongxing and Northern Jin sent envoys to congratulate her.

In order to prevent the envoys of the two countries from arguing, Xi Qin took some thought to separate the envoys of the two countries and treat each other with the same courtesy.

The envoy of Dongxing returned to Shengjing and reported the matter to Emperor Jing Yuan: "Your Majesty, although the intention of making friends with the Western Qin Dynasty has not diminished, but treating the rebels of the Northern Commandery with the same courtesy is acknowledging the Northern Jin Dynasty's act of establishing a country, and will not help Dongxing to pacify it any longer. The chaos in Beijun Mansion."

However, Emperor Jingyuan has been lingering on the sick bed for a long time, and recently he has been unable to do what he wants. After hearing the envoy's report, he can only nod helplessly.

The Western Qin Dynasty has strong soldiers and strong horses. It was originally the leader of the Kyushu states. In the past, it was willing to make friends with Dongxing, but it was only to jointly fight against the Turkic invasion of the south.Now that the Beijun Mansion has established itself as a dynasty and is ruling the river with Dongxing, how can the Western Qin Dynasty be willing to intervene in the disputes between the two countries?

"Emperor Xiqin is young, but he is not reckless. The confrontation between Dongxing and Beijun is the most beneficial to Xiqin. He never intervened in the civil strife in Dongxing. Now that the three kingdoms are divided, he will not rush to help Dongxing." After Emperor Jing Yuan finished speaking these sentences, he couldn't stop coughing, and described himself as haggard.

Gao Xian hurriedly bowed forward: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest."

The hall was deserted, and there were only some important officials standing under the dragon seat. Emperor Jing Yuan glanced over the old officials and the newly promoted Leng Sheng, and finally his eyes fell on the crown prince Bailiyu, and sighed: "My love, Now the prince is assisting the government, and discusses ordinary state affairs with the prince. The prince is young, and I hope that you love me more."

"The ministers obey the order! Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

When all the courtiers knelt down, Emperor Jing Yuan left the dragon seat with the support of Gao Xian and went to the bedroom.Judging from the body of the holy dragon, the Dongxing Building will collapse, and the courtiers are worried.

Emperor Jing Yuan entered the bedroom, and suddenly stopped, Gao Xian asked shortly, "Your Majesty?"

Emperor Jing Yuan looked at the bleak scene outside the window, and sighed: "Gao Xian, I went to the queen's tomb a few days ago, but I never visited Jing'er..."

Gao Xian hurriedly said: "This old slave..."

Emperor Jing Yuan shook his head, left Gao Xian's support, and walked slowly towards the throne step by step: "I don't know why, I always feel that Jing'er is just marrying far away, how can a tomb of clothes determine her life? These days, I always dream Seeing her, from childhood to adulthood, a little person carved in pink and jade, smiling at me, crying in my arms... why did she suddenly leave me?"

The love of licking the calf has reached the depths, leaving only the dull pain of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person, but Emperor Jing Yuan is an emperor who has gone through torment, with no tears in his eyes and no pain on his face, only his back is bent more and more.

Gao Xian followed closely, worried that he might make a mistake, and dared not answer, he thought about it and said: "Princess Jing also misses Your Majesty very much, Your Majesty's love for Princess Jing is unprecedented, if Princess Jing knows, And I will not let His Majesty hurt the dragon's body."

Emperor Jing Yuan sat on the throne and was slightly distracted: "When the Great Emperor of Western Qin came to ask for marriage, I wrote a letter of consent to marriage. If Jing'er is alive, I don't know if she is willing to marry Western Qin... Married thousands of miles away, it will be better in the end. Heaven and man are separated forever, no matter how reluctant I am, I will be willing..."

Gao Xian couldn't respond, and silently accompanied him.

Emperor Jing Yuan, who was in low spirits, suddenly said: "Gao Xian, grind."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gao Xian responded, only to see that a bright and yellow imperial decree had been laid out on the case. Gao Xian knew that there was nothing important in the court today. His Majesty wrote the imperial decree when he was sick and weak. This is an imperial edict to leave behind mean.

Now the crown prince is in charge of the government in Daxing, and the state affairs should be entrusted to the prince. It is nothing more than who assists the government. As an old slave who has served Emperor Jing Yuan for decades, Gao Xian is the most reliable confidant. He can almost fully understand Emperor Jing Yuan's mind .

However, when Gao Xian handed over the jade seal to Emperor Jing Yuan, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the latter part of the imperial decree, and couldn't help feeling sad.

"Your Majesty..." Gao Xian called softly.

Emperor Jing Yuan rolled up the edict and hid it in a lacquered wooden box. Then he closed the wooden box, his throat felt sweet, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty!" Gao Xian was shocked, and hurriedly called out: "Quickly send the imperial physician!"

In the winter month of the 18th year of Dongxing Jingyuan, Emperor Jingyuan never sat in court again, and the prince Bailiyu took care of all court affairs.

The prince worked hard to govern the country diligently, and soon his reputation of respecting the veterans in the court spread to the people, and the people all said that although the prince was young, he had the character of an emperor. When the building was about to collapse, it gave hope to Daxing.

"General Situ, Prime Minister Zuo, please stay."

When the court was over that day, the crown prince stopped the two of them alone.

Situ He turned back and waited silently for Baili Yu to speak, while Mo Song, the left prime minister who was stopped with him, trembled faintly, bent down respectfully and said: "The old minister is here, what is your Highness the Crown Prince's order?"

Baili Yu, who was wearing an apricot-yellow python robe, put down the memorial in his hand and got up, smiled at Mo Song and said, "Mr. Bring disaster."

How the prince Bailiyu was born and who his appearance resembles has become an unspeakable secret.However, being unspeakable does not mean that no one knows. Who else in this world knows more about Baili Yu's origin than Zuo Xiang, and who is more worried about Baili Yu's happy and angry intentions than Zuo Xiang?
"Mrs. Xie... Your Highness the Crown Prince loves you, and the old minister respectfully obeys His Highness the Crown Prince's will." Prime Minister Zuo's posture was too low, and he wished he could speak on his knees.

Situ He was also a player in the game, he no longer laughed and cursed in the past, he looked at Baili Yu's gentle smiling face with cold eyes, and listened to Zuo Xiang's heartbeat and panting in his ears.

As Baili Yu said, he had already walked to Mo Song's side, and said, "Well, I feel relieved to have Prime Minister Zuo's words. Mr. Prime Minister Zuo also knows that Emperor Father's body is getting worse day by day. The imperial physician is always taking care of me, so I don't feel at ease, no one can predict what will happen tomorrow. Although I am young, I know the truth of being prepared..."

After talking round and round for a long time, seeing the fine beads of sweat dripping from Zuo Xiang's forehead, Baili Yu finally got to the point: "So my palace plans to rebuild the imperial mausoleum in the western suburbs in case of emergencies, what does Zuo Xiang think? "

When Zuo Prime Minister Mo Song heard this, he knelt down on his knees in a hurry: "Long live my emperor, His Royal Highness, the old minister dare not speak nonsense!"

Baili Yu pinched the ring on his finger, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said with a half-smile, "Master Zuo Xiang is too serious. Your confidant ministers should check the meaning of this palace. The imperial tomb belongs to my Baili royal family." A hundred years later, the residence where my grandfathers and ancestors are buried in the imperial tomb, repairing the imperial tomb is an act of defending the country, does Lord Zuo think it is inappropriate?"

Prime Minister Zuo said a wrong sentence, so he could only show his loyalty: "What His Royal Highness said is very true, it is the old minister who is stupid! He failed to share His worries for His Royal Highness!"

"No, Mr. Zuoxiang can share my worries." Baili Yu seemed to be waiting for Zuoxiang's words, he stretched out his hand to help Zuoxiang and said: "Mr. Zuoxiang, please get up, I have something to do. Help."

(End of this chapter)

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