After the siege, Zhao Changqing stood still.

It is not suitable to fight in the ice and snow, and supplies from all parties are not yet in place. If there are casualties or unexpected consequences, it will be difficult to deal with the aftermath.

But I'm afraid it won't be until the beginning of spring when supplies arrive.

The generals of the Tang Army had already anticipated the Wei Army's siege.

For those who defend the city, the worse the weather, the more helpful it is to them.

Whenever the Wei army comes to attack the city, without supplies, it is basically seeking death.

But they did not dare to take the initiative to provoke the Wei army, because in the plain war, even in the ice and snow, they, the miscellaneous soldiers of the Tang state, could not be the opponents of the Wei army. Once they left the city and took the initiative to launch a war, this would be different from the Wei army's initiative to attack.

It makes no difference whether the city is looking for death.

It snowed heavily one day.

Zhao Changqing was lying on the recliner, swinging constantly, looking very relaxed.

He held the Human Emperor Sword firmly in his hand.

The guards beside him wanted to hold up a big umbrella for him, but he refused.

After finally having half a day of free time, he wanted to be alone for a while.

The heavy snow falling from the sky fell on him, but he ignored it.

Logically speaking, the cultivation of the land gods should have stopped being affected by rain and snow long ago, but the current situation is really puzzling.

This can only show that everything was done intentionally by him.

Zhuge Liang came to persuade him once, but was stopped by Zhao Yun.

Zhao Changqing doesn't want them to disturb him now.

I haven't been so relaxed for a long time. I don't think about anything. I just lie quietly like this. I don't have to do anything hard just lying down.

Such a wonderful life is really harmonious.

When Zhao Hongji saw his father like this and looked at the flying snow in the sky, he just wanted his father to return to the camp.

But before he had even taken two steps forward, he was pulled back by Zhao Yun, "Your Majesty said that no one will be allowed to go. Your Majesty, Your Majesty the King of Chu, please leave your Majesty alone for a while."

Zhao Hongji was confused, "Father, what's going on?"

Zhao Yun said: "Although there has been no war recently, the military affairs have been busy. How many wars have we experienced before? Do we need to make statistics? Now, the supplies are trapped in the border town of Tang State and cannot be transported over. So these few days have been a little tiring? Let Your Majesty still do it?"

Let's have a good rest. Don't worry, Your Majesty? Your Majesty is a land god, and the mere rain and snow will not hurt Your Majesty."

Zhao Hongji looked at his father who was lying on the chair, and keenly discovered that there were more white hairs on his father's head. Moreover, his beard was already very long. He had never seen him as old as he is now.

My father, I couldn't bear it in my heart.

Zhao Yun sighed and continued: "I don't know since when? Your Majesty's energy is no longer what it used to be."

Zhao Hongji murmured: "It turns out that one emperor will also grow old."

He ignored Zhao Yun's dissuasion and went straight to his father.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun stretched out his hand and wanted to say something, when he saw Zhuge Liang, who was not far away, making a look.

He made it clear in an instant and withdrew all the nearby guards.

Sometimes, the father and son are still required to talk quietly alone. Maybe, firstly, it can relieve His Majesty's uneasiness, and secondly, it can also increase the relationship between father and son.

At this time, Zhao Changqing had fallen into a deep sleep.

When he subconsciously sensed someone approaching him, he woke up from his deep sleep, opened his eyes, and said impatiently: "Didn't you tell me not to bother me?"

After saying this, he looked at the person who came and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Ji'er."

Zhao Hongji brought him a blanket, covered him, and said softly: "Father, the wind and snow are too heavy, so you should go back and rest."

Zhao Changqing shook his head, "It's hard to have a leisurely moment, don't waste it. When you return to the camp, this person will come to see you, and that person will have something to do. It's really annoying."

Zhao Hongji said: "Don't worry, Father, I will tell them. They don't dare to bother Father again today."

Facing the sunshine, Zhao Changqing slowly closed his eyes, rocked the recliner, and said leisurely: "You don't understand, this person can't hold it in the house all the time, or he will get exhausted."

"Father, do you have something on your mind today?" Zhao Hongji asked.

Zhao Changqing smiled and said, "What can I have on my mind? I have been in the army for decades, but it was just like a fleeting moment. Now, I have the power in the world, and I have a few of your brothers and sisters at my knees. It is perfect. How can I have so many worries."

Zhao Hongji said with concern: "I always feel that my father is very preoccupied today."

Zhao Changqing said: "Sometimes I just wonder, will everything in front of me be just a dream when I wake up?"

"Dream?"

Zhao Hongji bowed and said: "Father, go back and rest."

He just took it as a casual remark from his father and didn't take it to heart.

In fact, Zhao Changqing's words were just lamenting the passage of time.

Zhao Changqing said: "Sometimes I feel that your father is a little old. Your grandfather, at my time, is already weak."

Zhao Hongji said: "Father, you will live for thousands of generations, and you will definitely live for tens of millions of years."

Zhao Changqing joked: "Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. I used to always want to live longer, but now it seems that how long you live is not the key. Ten thousand years is too long. Just seize the day."

Since he couldn't persuade his father, he had no choice but to sit in the snow, lean in front of his father's recliner, and chat with him.

If it were someone else, Zhao Changqing might let him go back and forth wherever he wanted, but if it was his own child, it would be different.

The Imperial Palace of Wei State, in front of the Xuanzheng Hall, is covered with heavy snow.

Crown Princess Zhuge Linglong and Princess Zhao Weixi came here hand in hand, wanting to give the prince a bowl of hot porridge.

From a distance, I saw the prince standing in front of the palace, staring at the scenery in the distance in a daze.

It's like I'm worried about something.

When he saw his wife and sister coming here, he immediately smiled and greeted them, "Why do you two fairies have time to come here?"

Zhuge Linglong rolled her eyes at him and said, "All the officials have taken a break today. Seeing that your highness, the Crown Prince, is still busy, I thought of coming to see you."

Zhao Hongqing smiled and looked at her lovingly.

Zhao Weixi pretended to cough a few times.

Zhao Hongqing took the two of them to the Xuanzheng Hall.

Zhuge Linglong looked at the simple layout of the Xuanzheng Palace and murmured: "This is where my father's office is! I always thought that this place should be very magnificent, but I didn't expect that when I came here today, it would be so simple.

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Zhao Hongqing said: "My father is a relatively simple person."

Although Zhuge Linglong is usually naughty, there are two people she dare not speak ill of. One is Zhuge Liang, and the other is the emperor.

The former is his father, and the latter now wants to be called his father. Moreover, he is also the co-leader of the Wei Dynasty. The person his father admires most in his life is to say bad things about him because he thinks he will live too long.

Therefore, when she heard the word simplicity spoken by her husband, she had something to say in reply, but she did not dare to say it.

Zhao Weixi glanced at the maid next to her, who brought a steaming bowl of sweet porridge to the prince's table.

Then, Zhao Weixi said: "Our future queen did this for you personally."

Zhuge Linglong curled her lips and said, "It seems that he has been working too hard recently."

Zhao Hongqing smiled and was about to drink the bowl of hot porridge when something suddenly came to his mind and he sighed.

Zhuge Linglong asked in confusion: "What's wrong? When I came here just now, I saw you standing alone outside the hall in a daze, frowning."
Chapter completed!