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Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred and Two: Advising Han Jingyun!

Han Du thought for a moment and could only shake his head helplessly, "If the emperor thinks so, that's right."

Zhu Yunye was very satisfied and raised his head, straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and asked, "Do you think the position of chief assistant belongs to Wang Yuanji?"

"Who can serve as the chief assistant is a matter that requires the emperor's decision. How can I interfere without authorization? If the emperor has other candidates, I will strongly agree." Han Du said quickly.

After all, Wang Yuanji was once a student of Han Du, so he should avoid suspicion. Even if he wants to recommend Wang Yuanji, he should go as far as Han Du does now. .??.??

Otherwise, it will only be counterproductive!

"I understand. Today I have troubled my uncle to come to the palace for advice." Zhu Yunye felt very comfortable, but suddenly his expression darkened, and he sighed, "Since the death of my father, my mother has been depressed. Even the imperial doctor is helpless and only said that she needs to rest in peace."

"I think of the deep relationship between my mother and my uncle, and I hope that my uncle can persuade my mother."

"Okay." Hearing that something had happened to his sister, Han Du agreed without hesitation.

"Go." Zhu Yunye waved his hand and signaled the eunuch to take Han Du to Renshou Palace.

Renshou Palace.

Kunning Palace needed to be reserved for the current queen, so Han Jingyun took the initiative to move here.

Even if Han Du enters the palace, he must follow the rules step by step.

Renshou Palace is a very large palace, even wider than Qianqing Palace and Kunning Palace combined.

When Han Du followed the eunuch in, he happened to see him sitting alone in the Ningxi Pavilion, facing the strange flowers and plants in front of him, but he looked downcast and could not feel happy at all.

"Queen Mother, Duke Zhen Guo is here." The female official next to her was an old man who had been with Han Jingyun for many years. She felt extremely uncomfortable when she saw that she, who was once as radiant as a goddess descended from the sky, now became dim and dusty.

I hope that Duke Zhen Guo can help the empress cheer up again.

"Brother is here? Please come quickly." Han Jingyun gathered his energy when he heard that his brother was coming.

Han Du walked up to the girl and felt heartbroken when he saw her haggard appearance.

Just as he was about to pay tribute, Han Jingyun waved his hand to stop him and said with a wry smile, "Brother, why do you care about those false gifts?"

Then he said to the people around him, "You all stand down."

"Yes." The female officer leaned over and saluted, and quickly waved to signal everyone else to leave.

"Brother, sit down." Han Jingyun signaled and poured tea for Han Du with his own hands.

Han Du was not polite. It’s okay to be more casual between brothers and sisters. He directly reached out to pick up the teacup and took a slow sip. “People cannot be resurrected after death, so you’d better be grieving and accept changes.”

"My condolences and resignation? It's really easy to say these four words, but I'm afraid

When it is really needed, no one can really do it, right?" Han Jingyun looked lonely.

Han Du knew that the girl had resentment in her heart, and it was impossible to argue with her.

He said indifferently, "This is about the difference between men and women."

"Oh? What's the difference?" Han Jingyun couldn't help but be curious.

Han Du continued, "Men are more rational. Even when faced with life and death, they can clearly understand that no matter how hard life is, they must continue to live."

"What about the woman?" Han Jingyun asked.

"Women are different." Han Du looked into the girl's eyes and sighed slightly, "In the past, women almost always placed their faith on men. Once the man is gone, it means that the woman's faith is gone. If a person loses his faith,

, will die."

Han Jingyun fell silent immediately after hearing this. She indeed had the idea of ​​committing suicide, and even now this idea is still in her mind.

"You don't know where love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper!" Han Du sighed. "We naturally long for our love to be together day and night, but nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. Life, separation, and death are all things that people must go through, so why don't we just go through it like this?

If you sink, it’s better to walk on with your head held high!”

After hearing this, Han Jingyun shook his head lightly and sighed, "I know the eldest brother wants to persuade me, but I really can't forget the late emperor."

"As you said, the late emperor passed away and my faith is gone. How can I live alone?"

Han Du was not anxious, and said in a calm and powerful tone, "Your belief is not only the late emperor, but also your beloved mathematics?"

Han Jingyun immediately fell silent, and after a long time he said, "You are right, I really love mathematics. If it weren't for mathematics, I'm afraid I would have followed the late emperor."

Han Du's heart tightened, and a sudden surge of grief came from his blood.

"You want to follow the late emperor, but have you ever thought about your two sons?"

Han Jingyun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yun Ye has ascended the throne, and he doesn't need me to take care of him. As for Yun Yu, I can rest assured that Yun Ye will take care of him."

"You can actually feel relieved?" Han Du asked in a serious tone.

"Brother, tell me what you have to say." Han Jingyun heard something in his words.

Anyway, there are only two people here, namely himself and his sister. Han Du did not hide anything and said directly, "King of Obedience, doesn't my sister know the meaning of this title?"

"What does it mean?" It has to be said that Han Jingyun focuses all his energy on indicators and mathematics, and he really doesn't understand the meaning of account ban.

"The meaning of this title is that if Yun Yu can always be submissive, then maybe he will be let go. If he makes a slight mistake, no one can blame him!" Han Du said solemnly.

Han Jingyun frowned when he heard this and said, "Yun Yu has always been well-behaved. He will not do anything out of line."

Han Jingyun is still confident about this.

But Han Du didn't think so, and sighed, "Have you never heard of it? Why bother to accuse someone?"

"No, Yun Ye would not do this to his brother." Han Jingyun shook his head firmly.

Han Du disagreed and continued, "If you were here, the emperor would definitely not be like this. But if you are gone, who knows what will happen in the future? After all, people's hearts will change."

Han Jingyun suddenly fell silent, pondered for a moment and said, "I know that the eldest brother wants to persuade me, but what you said makes sense, and there is Yunyu who needs my care."

Han Du felt relieved. As expected, "women are affectionate, but mothers are strong." As long as his sister cares about Zhu Yunyu, she will do her best to survive.

"Don't feel sorry for the late emperor. I think the late emperor's spirit in heaven also hopes that you can take good care of the children. After all, they are also the late emperor's children."

"I understand." Han Jingyun nodded.

Suddenly he sighed, "Brother is getting old too, An Qing is getting old too. I wonder if one day, if she falls into my current situation, will she still be able to grieve and accept change?"

Are you still angry with yourself and want to rebel against the general? Han Du shook his head lightly and said, "So I want to live as long as possible."

"Alive?" Han Jingyun didn't understand what it meant.

"As long as I live longer than Anqing, she will not experience the sadness of separation and death." Han Du explained calmly.

Han Jingyun was stunned when he heard this, and then let out a long sigh, "It seems that the eldest brother is more affectionate than anyone else. An Qing is really a blessed person."

Han Du remained silent, without explanation or objection.

After a while, Han Jingyun asked again, "When my eldest brother strongly opposed my marrying the late emperor, did he expect this day?"

"That's right." Han Du nodded slightly, "People who are overweight will have a shorter life span, but I didn't expect you to have the idea of ​​committing suicide for love."

Han Jingyun raised his head and glanced at his brother, and then realized that his brother had only cared for her from the beginning to the end. Even if he was very angry and tried to be angry with her at the beginning, it was for the sake of her one day in the future.

"Brother, thank you"

"You are my sister, how can I thank you? Life only lasts for a hundred years. If there are no relatives around, what should I do?

How lonely?" Han Du smiled slightly and said, "Just think of it as the price I need to pay."

"My lord, Duke Liang is here." Uncle Wu came to report.

Han Du nodded slightly and said, "I know, I'll go there right away."

Arriving at the study room, Lan Chun saw Han Du walking in, and quickly greeted him and said, "Meet my uncle."

Han Du stretched out his hand and gestured, "Sit down."

Lan Chun nodded and sat down.

After Han Du sat down, he sorted out his thoughts and asked, "Are you here for revenge?"

"The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable, so I ask my uncle to fulfill his wish." Lan Chun bowed with clasped fists.

Han Du waved his hand to stop, nodded and said, "That's not necessary, I will take care of this matter."

Inside a village on the outskirts of the city.

This Zhuangzi is the property of Han Mansion, and was prepared by Han Du for his old age. It is fully equipped with pavilions and pavilions, and even has a certain degree of defense.

Zhao Wenqing and others trained a team of servants to guard here.

A few days later, in the evening, in Zhuangzi, where no outsider had ever come, several black carriages appeared on the road outside. These carriages came directly to the gate of Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi's servants did not ask any questions, and directly opened the door and guided the carriages in.

After all the carriages had entered, they quickly closed the door tightly.

In a wide lobby, the densely packed candlelights on the walls illuminated the entire lobby as if it were daytime.

Han Du sat on the main seat, flanked by Tang Ding and Lan Chun who were all smiles.

Fu Yong and Chang Hao walked in quickly, followed by three people. One of them was very fat, and his cotton clothes were bulging with fat. Every step he took seemed like the earth was shaking.

The person on the right has a normal figure, but the person on the left is extremely thin, with no flesh on his cheeks and a beard on his face.

"Meet Duke Zhen, Duke Xin, and Duke Liang." The five of them walked up to Han Du and others and quickly bowed their heads respectfully.

Han Du waved his hand and said with a smile, "Hey, you don't have to be so polite. Since we are doing business together, there is no difference. Everyone pays the same amount, so the status here is the same.

"

"Thank you, sir." Fu Yong took the lead and stood up, smiling and holding his hands.

Han Du motioned to the five people, "Please take a seat."

A round table was specially made by Han Du, with five chairs arranged at equal intervals.

Fu Yong and others looked at each other and sat down slowly with excitement. When they first received the notice from the Duke of Zhen, if Fu Yong hadn't been very familiar with Han Du, he wouldn't have believed that Han Du would invite him for such a big event.

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