"What a rare visitor." Si Ningchi looked at Zhao Yuanzhen and raised his eyes, squinting as if he was sleepy.
"My uncle and I still have some things to discuss, so we thought of coming to Chengming Palace together." Zhao Zongheng explained very obediently, then walked to Si Ningchi's side and started his daily routine of inquiries. Does your back feel sore, your legs hurt, do you eat well and sleep well?
He had to understand all these trivial and boring things. Zhao Yuanzhen did not dare to disturb him. He only looked at the smiling face and happy eyes of the emperor and curled his lips. Compared with Zhao Zongheng's caring and considerate attitude, Si Ningchi's attitude
It can be said to be extremely cold.
She didn't even want to talk to him, but her phoenix eyes were narrowed and the smile at the end of her eyes couldn't hide from Zhao Zongheng's eyes.
He watched the Queen stretch out her hand, tugged the Emperor's ear gently and said: "Are you annoyed, go away."
"As ordered." Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand and gently touched Siningchi's bulging belly. He stopped laughing and stood up. He turned around and ordered Wang Chengxiang to prepare the meal. Then he turned to look at Zhao Yuanzhen. The two of them turned around and went to the inner hall to discuss.
It's time to go to court.
Zhao Yuanzhen couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He followed Zhao Zongheng into the inner hall and couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at the Chengming Palace, which was full of warmth.
He used to feel that this palace was like a cage trapping Zhao Zongheng here, but the person in the cage had no struggle and no yearning for the outside world. He seemed to be born in the cage.
Zhao Yuanzhen never thought that this cage could also be called home.
"The sea area is vast, and our army does not have the ability to fight in this way." Zhao Zongheng's calm tone came, and Zhao Yuanzhen looked slightly condensed and raised his eyes.
The emperor who was sitting at the table seemed to have returned to his usual calm and calm appearance. He was staring at the military newspaper in his hand with his eyebrows furrowed in thought. He seemed completely different from the gentle and gentle man just now. He was still the same in his memory.
A majestic emperor.
Zhao Yuanzhen paused for a while before saying: "A small island country is not something to be afraid of. However, it has repeatedly invaded our country's maritime customs recently, so we must pay attention to it."
Zhao Zongheng raised his hand and handed the military report to Zhao Yuanzhen, motioning for him to sit down.
Then he spoke unhurriedly: "I have ordered the Customs Governor Yang Zhiming to find out the purpose of those people. It is not good for our army to start a war at this time. If it can be resolved peacefully, I will be more happy to see it happen."
"I feel that this matter may not go as the Emperor wishes." Zhao Yuanzhen was silent for a moment after reading the military report in his hand, then sighed and whispered.
"If the two countries really go to war, what do you think our chances of winning are?" Zhao Zongheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuanxu.
"Compared with national strength, small island countries are simply incomparable; but under the tug-of-war, our people may be struggling in dire straits. Your Majesty does not want to see such a scene happen."
Zhao Zongheng sighed lightly. It was obvious that what Zhao Yuanzhen said was exactly what Zhao Zongheng was worried about.
Maritime warfare is not their strong point, and the small countries on the islands cannot be destroyed with a snap of your fingers. Once the two countries start a war, it is not impossible to win the war. They can be completely exhausted by fighting with national strength.
Ten years, or twenty years?
But if it really comes to this point, how can the people live in peace on the land? Most of the people in the coastal areas make a living by fishing. Once the war starts, they will definitely move their homes. After decades of war, where will these people go? p>
This is not a situation Zhao Zongheng wants to see. Recently, there have been many disputes between the DPRK and China over this matter.
"Your Majesty, I can go to Weihai to meet the leader of the Kingdom of Yu." Zhao Yuanzhen calmed down for a while and leaned over and said.
"There's no rush." Zhao Zongheng curled his lips and smiled, shaking his head and saying, "Before the war starts, it's the time for the two countries to compete, and it's not the time for the emperor's uncle to come forward."
Zhao Zongheng reached out and put the stack of military reports to the side, picked up the memorial and said: "The reason why I asked the emperor to come here today is not just for this matter."
As he spoke, Zhao Zongheng handed the folder in his hand to Zhao Yuanzhen and said: "Han Yulang's request for adjustment, please take a look."
Zhao Yuanzhen's eyes suddenly shrank when he heard this, and it took him a while to reach out and take the memorial from Zhao Zongheng. The memorial clearly stated that Han Yulang had requested to be transferred out of the capital...
"What did the emperor's uncle do to make General Han so panicked and flee the capital?" Zhao Zongheng looked at Zhao Yuanzhen's uncertain expression with a little amusement. He stood up and said: "Although Han Yulang is a daughter,
But she’s not like an ordinary woman.”
"If the imperial uncle is interested in her, he should not get along with her like a noble lady in the capital."
"Look, you scared everyone away."
"..."
Zhao Yuanzhen pinched the edge of the fold tightly, his chest heaved for a long time, and he raised his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, did you agree?"
"Don't worry, I stopped you." Zhao Zongheng raised his eyebrows and said, "For the sake of your uncle's happiness in the rest of his life, I have to stop you."
"Your Majesty..." Zhao Yuanzhen opened his mouth, but was stopped by Zhao Zongheng. He looked at Zhao Yuanzhen and said: "Needless to say, the emperor's uncle should go back early and think about how to win General Han's heart."<
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Zhao Yuanzhen took the book and left. Si Ningchi looked at Zhao Yuanzhen who walked out of the hall with a gloomy face and was a little surprised. He didn't know what happened to make him show such an expression. When he turned around again, he saw Zhao Zongheng.
He walked out with his usual expression, it seemed that it was not because of state affairs.
Si Ningchi thought for a while, then blinked at Zhao Zongheng and said, "Your Majesty, my stepsister is entangled with the emperor's uncle again?"
Zhao Zongheng paused for a moment, feeling quite awakened. The good mood he had just had disappeared in an instant. He sat down beside Si Ningchi in a dull voice and said, "I'll tell you about this matter."
Forgot."
"Si Yirong has repeatedly asked me to persuade the emperor to marry his concubine as soon as possible." Zhao Zongheng snorted coldly, as if gritting his teeth: "I'm so annoyed."
"The Holy King made the promise himself, and I hear the Emperor's wishes. Does the Emperor intend to honor it?" Si Ningchi raised his eyebrows and asked in amusement.
"Let it dry for a while." Zhao Zongheng muttered and didn't know what he was planning, but it was obvious that he was planning something.
When the meal arrived, Zhao Zongheng immediately changed his attention.
Si Ningchi didn't ask any more questions, and secretly wrote down the matter, preparing to invite Si Haoze into the palace to ask about the situation another day.
Being bothered by this, Si Ningchi forgot about the harem rumors. When he remembered it, it was the next morning and Zhao Zongheng had already disappeared.
Shen Ting came back in a hurry in the afternoon. He was invited into the hall before he had time to change his clothes. He stood in front of the hall with his head lowered. The hands holding the sleeves were tightened a little, and he could faintly see stains on the cuffs. The blood stains have not been cleaned up.
Shen Ting didn't dare to come near, and his whole body was a little tense, as if he was afraid of being punished for doing something wrong.