National Beauty

In the Hall of Chongzheng, the king of Chu and other imperial sons of the surname Zhao stood side by side in front of a large map that covered half of the wall, looking at Emperor Xuande in confusion. In the past, emperor Xuande held banquets in the Daqing Hall during festivals, and talked over there before the banquets. Today, during the Spring Festival, you should also appreciate the lanterns. What's so good about the map?

Emperor Xuande couldn't hide his excitement, standing in front of the map in a 80% new homely robe, and asked the brothers, nephews and sons opposite: "Guess what I asked you to do?"

When the king of Chu and others looked at the map again, they could only guess that it was related to major events in the court.

Emperor Xuande smiled, then took a few steps forward, gently placed his big hand on a site northwest of Yutu's capital, and said casually: "I want to send troops to advance to the country, what do you think?"

He still had a smile on his face, but his eyes looked closely at King Chu and others.

Emperor Qin Wang took a breath, then pondered at the map, probably not thinking about the answer for a short time. Wu'an County King, Chu King, and King Gong almost simultaneously clapped and applauded, with excitement on their faces, as if a warm-blooded man was eager to serve the court. These reactions were expected by Emperor Xuande. He smiled and looked at the other two sons who like to read.

Zhao Heng frowned slightly, but Rui Wang stopped talking.

Emperor Xuande asked his second child first: "If you have something to say, it's your own family, don't worry about it."

Rui Wang pondered for a moment, and pointed to the Liao Kingdom at the top of the map, saying: "In the land of the six states of the Jin Kingdom, the two emperors depended on the Liao Emperor as their uncles, and the father emperor was able to survive. If there is no support from the Liao Kingdom, the father will take Jin The country is easy to turn around, but once we launch our troops into the country, the Liao Emperor will send troops to support it, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? The Liao soldiers dare to support, so let's fight together!" King Chu interrupted him vigorously, and King Gong nodded vigorously.

King Rui cast a slanted look at King Chu, disdainfully in his heart. In his eyes, the elder brother Chu Wang was a martial artist, and he only knew how to fight and kill, and the courage of each man. The most difficult thing about Rui Wang in his life was why his father was so important to his eldest brother. The uncle Gaozu emperor's majestic martial arts strategy, he was not defeated in the attack on Jin that year. The father was a literati, and he had never fought a battle after he became the throne. How can he have a chance to fight Jin, which has Liao as his backer? Once it fails, it will become a laughing stock.

But King Rui couldn't question the Emperor in front of the Emperor. He was looking for a more euphemistic reason. Suddenly, when the Emperor looked at King Chu approvingly, the King Rui felt his heart, and immediately gave him an enlightenment. The emperor father wanted to fight Jin enthusiastically, and he asked them to come over to discuss in advance to get support. King Chu and Prince Gong both agreed, but he opposed, what would the emperor father think of him?

After figuring it out, King Rui echoed the words of King Chu in time: “Big Brother’s words are reasonable. Two elder brothers will assist Emperor Father. They will be more powerful when attacking the Kingdom of Jin.” If you win, he won’t lose. By angering the person who agrees today, he can show the wisdom of the son he opposed.

The king of Chu smiled, his head held high.

Emperor Xuande finally looked at the silent third birthday king.

Zhao Heng looked at the map and said: "You can fight, but the key is to fight aid."

The king of Chu nodded repeatedly, and the king of Rui laughed in his heart. Isn't this the third nonsense? Jin is weak and Liao is strong, and the fool knows to cut off Liao's reinforcements.

Emperor Xuande was quite surprised. He always thought that the third child was obsessed with reading, but he didn't expect to have opinions on war. Knowing that the third child was not clear about the specific reinforcement play, Emperor Xuande said solemnly: "About this battle, you will write a scribble, and you will submit it to me tomorrow morning. Right, what did King Qin say?"

King Qin said with a smile: "The ministers don't understand war, so they listen to the emperor's brother."

He has always been this temperament, everything is based on the head of Emperor Xuande. Emperor Xuande looked at his younger brother with hatred for iron and steel, and led the six people back to Daqing Hall for the festival.

At the same time, on the Zhonggong side, Princess Feng Zheng of Chu also returned from the clean room. Song Jianing had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Feng Zheng sat down, she leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Is there another sister-in-law?"

Feng Zheng's cheeks were reddish, and he replied softly: "It should be, I will ask the doctor to report the pulse tomorrow, and I will tell you if I am sure."

Song Jianing looked at her flat lower abdomen and congratulated her enviously: "My sister-in-law is amazing." Soon after entering the door, good news came out that the first child is still a son, so there is no need to worry about having children.

She was stupid, and the envy in her eyes overflowed. Feng Zheng jokingly said, "Look at you, you are in a hurry? Don't worry, look at the love of His Highness Three. It may be my turn next month. Congratulations. Up."

Song Jianing hadn't been pregnant yet. He was teased with a hot face. He lowered his head and pretended to be drinking tea, but what he thought was the current mate. The prince is so brave that she can't accept it every time she gives it to her. She always gets a lot of it out afterwards, and sometimes more than once a night. If this goes on, she should have news soon, right?

Seeing her lower abdomen, Song Jianing was suddenly very greedy. She wanted to have a child quickly. As long as the prince did not dislike her, she would like both sons and daughters. With children, she would not feel bored in the palace.

At the end of the banquet, Song Jianing, Feng Zheng, Princess Rui, and Princess Qin went to the front together, and the nurse followed the sleeping brother Sheng. Lanterns are hung everywhere in the palace, but the light is still dim. I can see a tall figure walking towards this side in front of him from a distance, vaguely seeing.

Princess Qin guessed with a smile: "It must be the King of Chu, here to pick up his wife and son."

Feng Zheng smiled shyly, getting closer, it really was the King of Chu.

The family of three slowed down and walked slowly behind, and the couple's whispering clearly passed to the front. Song Jianing heard the king of Chu ask Feng Zheng whether he was cold, Feng Zheng smiled and said whether he was cold, very common words, but warm and enviable. Song Jianing couldn't help but looked forward, and walked a distance, and finally saw four men standing under a lantern, King Rui, King Qin, and King Wuan standing together, slender and tall like a bamboo standing alone in the dark. , Is her man.

Song Jianing felt warmer in her heart, but the next moment he saw the three of them walking towards them and welcoming their princesses separately. Only her Shouwang, motionless, only tilted her head towards this side.

For some reason, Song Jianing suddenly felt a little cold, and slowed down unconsciously. After King Qin's several pairs passed the King Shou's ten steps, she came to him. The man looked at her silently, Song Jianing reluctantly smiled, and asked with concern: "The prince has been waiting for a long time, isn't it cold?"

"Never." Zhao Heng said simply, looking back, and seeing his brother and sister-in-law walking surprisingly slowly, he said: "Let's go."

Song Jianing nodded and followed him. From time to time, there were laughter from Princess Qin and Princess Wu'an, followed by the loud voice of King Chu, making them lonely in the middle. Song Jianing tried to find something to say, but except that Feng Zheng might be pregnant, she didn't know what to say, but she was in the palace now, and it was not suitable to talk about Feng Zheng's personal affairs.

The palace road was long and silent, and finally walked out of the palace gate. King Qin and others had already left. Zhao Heng helped Song Jianing and sent her to the carriage, and he followed.

There were only two of them in the enclosed carriage. Song Jianing held the stove and smiled softly: "Sister-in-law may have good news again."

There was something in Zhao Heng's mind, and when he heard her talking, he hummed and didn't really care.

Seeing him looking ahead, Song Jianing didn't dare to disturb him anymore, looking at the slightly swaying curtains, she was in a daze.

When he arrived at the Palace of Shouwang, Zhao Heng helped her get out of the car, stopped when he walked to the front yard, looked at her and said, "I have something to do. I won't go there. You can rest."

Song Jianing answered, subconsciously looking at Father Fu, what's the matter with the prince?

Father Fu didn't follow to Chongzheng Hall, and the master didn't reveal any clues, so he couldn't help. Song Jianing had to go back to the backyard with doubts. Tonight was not a day to sleep in a separate room, and even during the Spring Festival, no husband would ask his wife to sleep alone in the separate room. As the night got deeper and deeper, Song Jianing tossed and turned and touched the place next to him. The expectation of his children at the banquet was like a layer of autumn frost, and it cooled down bit by bit.

In the front yard study, Zhao Heng also has a more detailed map of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The night is already dark. He stood in front of the map with his hands under his hands, his eyes fixed on the border of Jin, Liao, and Wednesday, and he stood there for half an hour. Fang walked to the desk and began to write solemnly. It was almost two more days after writing, and after reading it again, Zhao Heng suddenly frowned.

He wanted to contribute to Fajin, but he didn't do anything at ordinary times. Suddenly...

Looking at the memorial notes in his hand again, Zhao Heng smiled, put away the memorial notes, and took a blank sheet over. The imperial court is full of talents, and he may not be short of this strategy. If there is no plan, he must dedicate it to his father. If anyone coincides with him, he does not need to do it again.

The second memo was almost empty talk, and it was written very quickly. Zhao Heng only took a cup of tea.

As soon as I put down my pen, there was a second clapper sound on the street.

Zhao Heng walked out of the study room, the night sky was full of bright moons, and the moon was bright and bright.

"Shangyuan Festival, the moon is more than fifteen rounds than usual." Seeing that the master was interested in admiring the moon, Father Fu smiled.

When Zhao Heng heard this, his brows that had been frowned slightly because of state affairs suddenly tightened, and he blamed himself for patronizing the war memorial and forgot to celebrate the festival tonight. It's just that it's already second, she must have fallen asleep, right?

Father Fu secretly observed the master’s look. Seeing that the master was thinking about it again, he bowed his head and whispered to persuade him: "Master, the night is quiet at this time, and the moonlight is just right. Why don’t the prince and the princess appreciate it? Such a beautiful moonlight, the princess is used to early Sleep, maybe I've never seen it before." What do you think? What the princess is looking forward to most now is definitely the princess to accompany her.

Zhao Heng glanced at him and walked directly to the backyard.

The gatekeeper was all locked, and hearing the voice of Father Fu, a jealous spirit jumped to the ground without opening her eyes, and quickly put on her coat and ran to open the door. In the interior of the room, Song Jianing was still not asleep. When she heard movement in the yard, she raised her head blankly. Song Jianing sat up in shock until Liu'er greeted the prince at the door of the hall.

The sound of footsteps came so fast, Song Jianing hesitated for a moment, but still burrowed back into the bed, lying on his side facing inward.

The prince asked her to sleep. If she found out that she was awake in the middle of the night, would he guess the reason for her sleeplessness, and then feel that she was not open-minded enough?

Song Jianing tried his best to adjust his breathing, resolutely refused to reveal anything.