After sending Zhou Ning back to the Imperial Academy, Yang Xuang was stopped when he wanted to go back.

"I'll give you a diagnosis and treatment."

Zhou Ning took out the acupuncture box.

Yang Xuan trembled and said, "Aning, I'm very fine, I'm not sick."

Zhou Ning frowned, "If you are sick or not, please diagnose and treat me."

"Lie down!"

Yang Xuan lay on the table and then began to diagnose and treat him.

"I'm a little angry." Zhou Ning warned: "Drink more water."

"Don't she know why the young man is so angry?" Suzaku smiled ambiguously, "Poor little chicken."

After leaving the Imperial College, Yang Xuan walked slowly on Zhuque Street.

"Zitai!"

Yang Xuan turned around and immediately smiled as warmly as if he were seeing a close friend.

"Brother Liang!"

Seeing the much more dignified Liang Jing dismounting, the two hugged each other.

"Long time no see, why don't you go look for me?" Liang Jing was like a resentful woman.

"I have to settle the matter first before I can meet Brother Liang." Yang Xuan answered accurately, and finally asked: "Is the queen okay?"

Liang Jing nodded, "The empress is naturally fine, but the evil woman in the palace is aggressive."

"Queen?"

"right."

The two found a place to drink.

"I know what happened to you in Northern Xinjiang." Liang Jing said happily: "You have given me face, where do you want to go this time? Do you want to change to a better place?"

"No." Yang Xuan shook his head, "If we change places just after we have started to improve, others will say that the empress's people are gold-plated."

Liang Jing looked at him and patted his shoulder hard for a long time, "Good brother!"

After a heavy drink, Liang Jing clapped his hands.

Two girls came in, both quite pretty.

"This is what I prepared for you, brother." Liang Jing smiled ambiguously, "Just take it back to warm the quilt."

Yang Xuan shook his head and said sternly: "The skills I practice are not good at releasing Yang Qi before the age of sixteen."

"That's it!" Liang Jing was quite disappointed.

Later, when the two broke up, Suzaku asked: "When will you turn sixteen?"

"Soon."

Liang Jing entered the palace all the way.

"Your Majesty, let Mr. Liang go in."

Liang Jing is now a doctor in the Ministry of Rites.

Entering the palace, the imperial concubine was playing with the cat and raised her eyes and said, "What are you busy with, brother, these days?"

Liang Jing saluted, "There is a lot of excitement in Northern Xinjiang these days, so I paid close attention to it. Madam, Zhang Chumao wants to plan for the post of military governor of Northern Xinjiang."

"High official in the border area!" The imperial concubine caressed her pet gently and said calmly: "He is Yang's son-in-law. I think the queen will be very proud of him."

Liang Jing sneered and said: "It is said to be a great victory, but I am a little confused. Zhang Chumao has been mediocre in southern Xinjiang for many years. Why can he be completely new and reborn in northern Xinjiang... This must be the plan of a family of four surnames, who want to have a position in the army.

I am one of my own. Madam, what do you mean, Your Majesty?"

The empress pinched the cat's neck and pulled it gently, with a hint of warning in her bright eyes, "No need to ask."

"yes."

Later, a chamberlain came to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Liang Jing wanted to inquire about Your Majesty's attitude towards Zhang Chumao, but the imperial concubine refused."

"Know the general idea." The emperor said calmly.

"Your Majesty." Han Shitou came in, "His Royal Highness, I would like to see you."

The emperor nodded.

Han Shitou went out, and outside the palace, the slightly fat Prince Li Jing stood respectfully, almost standing with his hands tied.

Han Shitou said: "Your Highness, please come with your servant."

After entering the hall, Li Jing saluted.

"I've seen Aye."

The emperor raised his eyes and said calmly: "What have you been busy with recently?"

Li Jing said: "I have recently made acquaintance with several great Confucian scholars with exquisite knowledge. I have been discussing knowledge with them recently and have benefited a lot."

The emperor nodded, then looked down at the memorial and said nonchalantly: "Go and learn. If you don't understand, ask questions."

"Yes." Li Jing agreed happily, as if the emperor's words to him were a great gift. Even a blind man could feel the admiration on his face.

Han Shitou said from the side: "Your Majesty is busy with affairs."

Li Jing knelt down and saluted, "I take my leave."

"Go ahead."

Han Shitou sent Li Jing out without any sign of contempt.

Everyone knew that the prince was not valued by the emperor, and it was evident that some proud servants even dared to go to the East Palace to extort money.

But Han Shitou did not dare to underestimate the prince.

Li Jing is twenty-seven years old, and he still studies Confucianism all day long. He seems mediocre. Can a person who gave his princess to his father with both hands be mediocre?

The so-called hatred of seizing a wife is irreconcilable.

But the prince still walked in and out of the palace with a gentle smile.

This is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

A waiter hurried over.

"What's the matter?"

The chamberlain said: "Liao Jin, deputy envoy of Northern Xinjiang Festival, is coming soon."

Han Shitou looked at the dim sky and thought that driving like crazy in such weather would be a punishment. Liao Jin's attitude would definitely please the emperor.

The chamberlain said casually: "By the way, what did someone say... Taiping County has also reported victory, so I'll come and ask about it when the time comes."

Han Shitou's eyebrows moved slightly, "Taiping County?"

The chamberlain laughed and said: "Young Master Han, don't you know that the county magistrate is a member of the imperial concubine. This time he guarded the grain road and defeated the foreign cavalry. Four hundred defeated eight hundred! Those people seemed to be some kind of criminals, called a death camp.

Tsk! That county magistrate is really fierce..."

Han Shitou stood there, looking calmly into the distance.

Slowly make a fist with your right hand, and wave it vigorously where no one else can see it.

Those reddish eyes were frighteningly red at the moment.

…

Today, dozens of riders came to the post station, which is more than 20 miles away from Chang'an City.

It was drizzling in the sky, and the group of people were wearing bamboo hats and raincoats.

Yi Cheng came out to greet him, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen you all."

Two sergeants stepped forward and said, "Hurry up and arrange the charcoal fire."

Who is this?

Yi Cheng responded with a smile and asked: "This is..."

Accommodation must be registered, otherwise the money and food spent will make Yi Cheng commit suicide by hitting the wall.

A person came up from behind and lifted his bamboo hat a little higher, "I am the deputy envoy of Northern Xinjiang Festival, Liao Jin."

Yi Cheng saluted and said, "I will make arrangements immediately."

Immediately there was a rush of activity in the post station, and no one noticed that the postmaster arrived at the back of the post station and looked for a man.

"Liao Jin is here."

The man smiled, "We will remember you well."

Yi Cheng came back and personally made charcoal fire and sent it over.
To be continued...