Chapter nine hundred and seventieth conferring ceremony
Xiao Jinhui immediately stood up and said: "Your Majesty, please follow the ministers in the expedition to the north. This time, the barbarians will definitely be beaten so that they will never dare to invade again."
"The Northland is my territory. If you want to fight against the barbarians, of course I will do it myself." Zhao Zilong said dissatisfied.
"Who said that is your territory? It is also my territory, okay? I came from there too." Xiao Jinhui answered without giving up.
"But I have been with my eldest brother for the longest time, and I have always been fighting against the barbarians. Unlike you, you are just from a rough background." Zhao Zilong said disdainfully.
Xiao Jinhui's handsome face changed slightly. Apparently his "reckless" words angered him and made him feel humiliated.
Zhao Changyuan did not stop him, but said: "Zhao Zilong will be fully responsible for this matter, and Fan Shiji will be responsible for the rest."
After getting this result, Xiao Jinhui's face became even more ugly. He retreated to his position with unwillingness in his eyes.
It turns out that after so long, the emperor still trusted the people who had always been by his side, and had never believed in him.
After Zhao Changyuan asked some more important questions, he left Zhao Zheyuan, who had never spoken, and Xiao Jinhui, who was unwilling, to stay during the Three Dynasties.
Zhao Zheyuan is now calm and has already seen clearly what happened to his daughter. He has been in a coma for two years and there is probably no sign of waking up.
But that's nothing. With the strength of the Hou Mansion, it is not impossible to raise a living dead.
"Master Hou, it is said that Qian Gong has no signs of waking up yet?" Zhao Changyuan asked straight to the point.
"Yes, my little girl has not improved for more than a year." Zhao Zheyuan answered with his fists in his hands.
Zhao Changyuan nodded and said: "In half a month, I will hold a conferment ceremony in the Queen's Hall. Before that, I will let Gong Yueyue take a look at her."
"Thanks to the Emperor's care, I no longer have much expectations and no need." Zhao Zheyuan shied away.
Xiao Jinhui did not expect that the Marquis would refuse so simply. Was it because the matter had been delayed for too long and he was resentful?
"I didn't think too comprehensively at the beginning, and I wronged Miss Zhao. I will compensate her in the future," Zhao Changyuan said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." After Zhao Zheyuan finished speaking, he turned around and left the hall first.
Zhao Changyuan looked at Xiao Jinhui in the audience and asked, "Are you dissatisfied with my decision just now?"
This time, Zhao Changyuan did not use "I", but "I", indicating that the relationship between them is very good.
Xiao Jinhui hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Wei Chen has always hoped to have a chance to prove me, and I hope the emperor can make it happen."
"We will need you more often in the future. If you really want to prove yourself, how about I send you to the east coast now?" Zhao Changyuan said.
"What does the emperor mean?" Xiao Jinhui frowned in confusion, not understanding the meaning of his words.
"I visited every place in Luotian Kingdom, and finally found the biggest problem, that is, we don't have a navy..."
"Navy?" This was the first time Xiao Jinhui heard such a word, and he thought it was very novel.
"Yes, it's the navy. The seaside of Luotian Kingdom is very long and far away. I'm very curious about what will be in the depths where the edge can't be seen."
"The emperor wants me to check other places. Are there other continents?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Zhao Changyuan nodded: "Your character is relatively stable and rational, which is a necessary condition for sailing on the sea."
Xiao Jinhui seemed extremely excited when he thought that he could lead the way and become the founding navy of Luotian Kingdom.
The previous unwillingness was abandoned early, and what was left was excitement and satisfaction. It seemed that the emperor had not forgotten him at all.
Zhao Changyuan looked at his smile and said: "This is just my idea. Don't tell others for now. After I stabilize the situation, I will find suitable craftsmen to discuss it together. Then you can also participate."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xiao Jinhui showed a sincere smile, saluted thinking of him, turned around and left the hall.
Zhao Changyuan only felt that his forehead was very heavy and he looked very tired. He rubbed it and took a sip of tea to feel a little relieved.
After stabilizing the people around you, you have to stay one by one to communicate with each other and understand each other's true psychology.
Fortunately, for such a long time, no one betrayed him behind his back, nor did he lose anything more.
Feeling the desertedness in the palace, he escaped and dragged his exhausted body back to Prince Cheng's Mansion.
When he walked into the familiar room and saw Gong Yueyue sleeping on the bed, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Being able to sleep in front of the woman you like and your child is simply a great blessing.
It seems that at this moment, he is even more excited than when he was the emperor. Originally, if it were not to get Luo Qi, he would not fight for the throne.
Thinking of this, Zhao Changyuan twitched his lips again. Now that he is sitting on the throne, being able to protect the world for the mother and son is exactly what a man calls it.
He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep amid his firm thoughts.
She slept until the afternoon of the next day before waking up. Gong Yueyue stretched her waist and did a set of boxing exercises in the yard to stretch her muscles.
Biyun had just woken up not long ago. She had been tense for too long and finally relaxed, so she naturally fell into a deep sleep.
Even they themselves didn't know when Zhao Changyuan was lying next to Gong Yueyue. They were already past the tense period, and they thought it was funny when they thought about it.
Biyun had prepared the hot water early, and Gong Yueyue took a comfortable bath, washed her hair, and changed her clothes before appearing.
She thought that she had not seen her child for two days, so she ordered someone to bring the child over first. Seeing the little guy sleeping soundly, she felt relieved.
Zhao Changyuan also took a shower and changed his clothes. When he walked out of the room, he saw Gong Yueyue holding the child and teasing her. The sun was shining on her body, exuding the brilliance of motherhood.
The last failure didn't seem to have much impact on Gong Yueyue. She seemed to have accepted the fact from the bottom of her heart and walked out of the corner.
Zhao Changyuan was of course overjoyed with this result, but he was still worried deep down in his heart, fearing that she was just hiding her emotions.
Seeing his arrival, Gong Yueyue showed a smile, hugged Zhao Fengyu and walked over, teasingly saying: "Yu'er, hurry up and call me father. He is your father."
Zhao Changyuan was startled. He had never thought that he would rely on Gong Yueyue's reminder to show his identity at this moment, and it had never been so obvious.
He had always known that Zhao Fengyu was his son, but he had never been called such a name by Gong Yueyue. How could he be happy?
"What's wrong with you?" Gong Yueyue didn't get a response from him. She looked over in surprise, only to find that he was standing there with a funny posture, looking stupid. (To be continued)