When Han Qinglan heard this, she smiled a little silly and said without hesitation: "Let's go north."
"As the saying goes, 'Why don't men take Wu Gou and capture the fifty states of Guanshan.' The north of this dynasty is not very peaceful. It is good to be able to kill the enemy quickly on the battlefield. Wouldn't it be even more wonderful if you can make contributions to it? "
Danyang listened blankly, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
When she asked Xu Qing before, the words he answered, as well as the expression and eyes when he answered, were almost exactly the same as the person in front of her.
Somehow, she also asked what she had asked Xu Qing before.
"Go north, what can you do?"
Danyang's words had just come out of his mouth, but he had already come to his senses. Because she felt it was inappropriate, she could only quickly copy what Xu Qing had said, and said bluntly: "As you know, my father is in the north now. If there is anything I can do to help you, now Telling me clearly will save you a lot of trouble in the future."
Han Qinglan only smiled softly when he heard this, as if he was not hit at all, and replied nonchalantly: "Who knows, just wait until you get to the place and see what you can do."
In fact, ever since he had the idea of going north, he had been thinking about what he could do if he went north. , Thinking too much is almost the same as not thinking at all.
With just this sentence, Han Qinglan quickly turned around and thanked her: "Thank you very much, Princess, for taking the trouble, but there is no need for it. We in Beijing cannot know the situation in the north with certainty, but as long as we can take this step Now, we can only wait and see what we should do next."
Danyang frowned when he heard this, but in his heart he had to nod in agreement with what the two said.
Indeed, when people are in Beijing now, all they hear are rumors.
Xu Qing seemed to have traveled to northern Xinjiang when he was young, so he had a little idea and had some direction.
But for people like Han Qinglan and her, who had never stepped out of the capital city, their eyes were really dark. No matter how much they thought about it now, it was useless. It is better to take every step now with peace of mind, wait for the opportunity and feeling, and dream about the future.
After sending Han Qinglan away, the busy days after that seemed to have wings. In the blink of an eye, it was time for Danyang mother and daughter to leave Beijing.
On the slope ten miles outside the city, the warm wind of early summer still has a hint of coolness.
In the pavilion, the cool breeze blows up a corner of the white gauze hung by those who are here to see off. Inside, it was Emperor Xuande and Prince Xiao Jin who left the palace incognito, practicing for Danyang mother and daughter.
"Auntie, it's a long way to go, so please take care of yourself."
Xiao Jin said and raised his glass with water instead of wine to the eldest princess Qinghe who was dressed in plain clothes.
"Jin'er is interested. You and your son should take more care of yourself in the capital. Also, come Jin'er, I'll tell you in detail..."
While Qinghe's eldest princess Yin Yin was giving instructions to Prince Xiao Jin, Danyang was called aside by Emperor Xuande.
"Accompanying your mother on the way north is a lot of work, so be careful. Children, you have to calm down your temper, and also after going north, don't let your father pamper you even more invisibly, and even dare to kill people and set fire..."
Danyang originally pretended to be good and nodded perfunctorily, but when he heard these words, he couldn't bear it anymore and burst out laughing.
"how?"
Emperor Xuande frowned and glared at his careless niece, thinking that this girl was causing trouble again.
Unexpectedly, he saw the other party rattling right after him, shaking his head frequently and sighing: "Uncle, you are so worried. My father is not familiar with me, and he is famous for being strict. When we get to the north, I will be left alone. It’s good to have your hands tied, but how can you still be pampered and lawless like in the capital?”
Emperor Xuande was amused by Danyang's serious look and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"You girl...it turns out that you also know that you are being pampered invisibly."
But then again, as far as he knew, Bai Chongli was not old-fashioned or strict. How could this girl have such an impression on that honest man? But think about it, as stubborn as he was back then, now that he has become a father, he has silenced those troublemakers. Is this a long-standing practice?
When Emperor Xuande was lost in thought, Danyang hadn't finished speaking yet.
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"Besides, the Duke of Zhenguo has always criticized my mother harshly because I'm not a man, and has complained openly and secretly that I can't inherit my father's mantle. I'm afraid there are some intentions from my father? Then go north. If we live together, why do we look down on me?"
Speaking of this, Danyang couldn't help but lament his future life.
But such melancholy only lasted for a moment. Who said her mother would definitely take root in the north? Besides, even if her mother really reconciled with her father, it wouldn't hinder her from going anywhere. It's really not going well. When her mother gives birth successfully, she will travel around and see all the wonderful places in this dynasty.
Emperor Xuande, who was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but laugh.
If Bai Chongli pretended to be dignified in front of his wife and children, he would leave a stereotyped and harsh impression on Danyang, but this patriarchal attitude really cannot be blamed on that boy.
Not to mention his own wife and children, even when they were young, his sisters were all doted on by him. It's a pity that those blood relatives who really care about Lao Tou now either marry far away or disappear...
The farewell party didn't take long to come to an end.
Emperor Xuande and his son looked at the group of ordinary green-curtained carriages carrying the Danyang mother and daughter that were gradually disappearing, and each had their own thoughts in their hearts.
When the shadow of the motorcade was completely blurred and was as small as a slap, Prince Xiao Jin began to persuade: "Father, let's go back. With all the arrangements made in advance, my aunt will be fine. Besides, there is Danyang."
Speaking of this cousin, Xiao Jin had a rare smile in the dull and serious atmosphere.
"That girl doesn't look very cool on weekdays, but she has grown up a lot these years when she is not in front of us. Even if she can save the child's life from Bo Yun's treacherous conspiracy, she still wants to come and visit her aunt."
Emperor Xuande looked sideways at his son noncommittally, and when he turned back to look into the distance, he only asked in a low voice something that seemed to have nothing to do with it.
"In your opinion, is there something hidden about Feng Yong?"
Feng Yong was Feng Changshi who was sent to the capital by the King of Huaiyang and planned to poison the prince and wanted to blame the prince of Anyang.
After the incident, this man was simply detained by the Danyang people. He understood the words of guilt and immediately confessed everything. And on the way to the altar, he took poison and committed suicide while others were unprepared.
Although there is no evidence of his death, his identity is there, and it is not too difficult for Emperor Xuande to use this to attack King Huaiyang.
However, how could a Huaiyang king have the courage to murder the current prince?
Even if the prince is seemingly helpless and is being suppressed by his favorite concubine and other princes, he is still the unquestioned verbal heir to the whole court. No matter what other people think in their hearts, as long as there is an act of murdering the prince and it is proved, it is the same as murdering the current emperor. That is, conspiracy is a serious crime and needs to be transferred to the nine clans and sentenced to Lingchi.
Feng Changshi's nine clans were about to be captured, and the people who were going to "invite" the King of Huaiyang to Beijing to report to the emperor were also on their way.
Emperor Xuande and his son also discussed the matter at night when there were no outsiders.
