He smiled slightly and asked, "So, as Yi Jiuchao saw, what does Prince Daishan want?"
Han Changmu gently rubbed his sleeves with his two fingers, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, I believe that what Prince Daishan wants most right now is Dajing's support. The so-called support means soldiers, horses, food, gold, silver, wealth, including the princess and his wife. Either way." He paused slightly and continued: "Actually, what Prince Daishan wants most is for Dajing to directly express his position and support him."
Emperor Yong'an fell into silence thoughtfully.
The founding foundation of the Dajing Dynasty has always been the Tubo in the Near Western Region, and the Turks in the Far West, and the Tubo in the Western Region of Dajing are connected in three directions to fight against the brave and warlike Turks.
However, Tubo was still far away from the Turks. It was not as frequently invaded by the Turks as the countries in the Western Regions. Naturally, it had its own plans. It was less sincere towards Dajing and was mostly taking advantage of it.
He concentrated for a moment and asked calmly: "Jiuzhao, you are most familiar with the situation in Tubo. You have also fought against the eldest prince and the second prince many times. According to your opinion, who has a better chance of winning, the eldest prince or the second prince."
Han Changmu pursed his lips and remained silent. This was like a gambler placing a bet. It was impossible to tell who would win and who lost until the last moment. Anyone would have a chance to come back until the last minute.
The Han Palace has never said much about matters related to the country. Even if the country is a foreign country, there is no guarantee that the suspicious emperor will think of him.
He thought again and again, and finally said vaguely: "Your Majesty, the eldest prince and the second prince are of equal strength, and the King of Tubo is in his prime. There are too many variables."
Emperor Yong'an glanced at Han Changmu, the coldness on his face reduced a bit, as if looking at his ordinary nephew, he smiled lightly and cursed: "Slippery."
Han Changmu also laughed dryly.
Emperor Yong'an looked at Han Changmu's expression, and suddenly thought of something, reached out and tapped the plate in front of him, and then raised his chin towards Gao Fuguo.
Gao Fuguo understood the idea, held the plate in both hands, and placed it in front of Han Changmu.
Emperor Yong'an said calmly: "You haven't thought about using Mu Shi for a long time. Let's try the new one made by Shang Shi Bureau."
Han Changmu looked at the plate, which contained six plum-shaped snacks, none of which seemed to have been touched.
He hesitated for a moment, picked up a piece, and carefully took a small sip. He immediately wanted to spit it out, but when he thought of where he was, he immediately swallowed it back. His brows wrinkled again and again, and he managed not to spit it out.
Emperor Yong'an looked at Han Changmu's expression and wanted to laugh but held it back. He asked seriously: "Is it delicious?"
Han Changmu took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to hear lies?"
Emperor Yong'an smiled: "Did Jiuchao want to deceive the emperor?"
Han Changmu choked and uttered two words dryly: "It tastes bad."
Emperor Yong'an suddenly burst into laughter: "It's just that it tastes bad."
Han Changmu curled his lips and muttered: "This is the craftsmanship of the Concubine Xian, haha."
Emperor Yong'an pointed at Han Changmu from a distance, and his laughter became even louder, almost overturning the roof of the house. He turned towards Gao Fuguo and said, "Old man, if you saw it, I think Jiu Chao can guess it."
Gao Fuguo laughed along with him: "Yes, yes, your Majesty is wise."
Emperor Yong'an stopped smiling and said with a serious expression: "There is a case that will be handed over to your Internal Security Department for investigation." He paused slightly: "Song Huaide, the second son of Concubine Xian and the Minister of Rites, Song Ying, died in Ping Dynasty. Kangfang and Jingzhao Mansion have been investigating for many days, but no results have been found. Concubine Xian is crying in front of me. I can't bear to see Concubine Xian sad. After all, it involves human lives. This case will be handed over to your Internal Security Department. Well, all the files in Jingzhao Mansion are at your disposal for inspection."
Han Changmu hurriedly bowed and said: "Yes, I obey the order."
After settling a matter on his mind, Emperor Yong'an rubbed his throbbing forehead and continued to give instructions in a deep voice: "Huo Hanshan is currently being held in the Prison of the Internal Security Department. You can bring him to trial at any time. Regarding the appeasement of the Tibetan mission, you must do it as soon as possible." Go do it.”
Han Changmu bowed and saluted again: "Yes, I obey the order."
After dealing with these matters, Emperor Yong'an remembered another trouble that gave him a splitting headache.
Last year was a bad year, and the beginning of this year was even more unlucky. One thing happened after another, and there was no time to stop.
He couldn't help but wonder if he should go to Jianfu Temple to burn incense for a while.
"Jiuchao, there is one more thing about Yun Gui." Emperor Yong'an sighed.
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise and confusion: "I already know about this. Since Princess Danzhu insists on breaking off the engagement, then just break off the engagement."
"You are a straight person. If only it were that simple, that would be great." Emperor Yong'an shook his head: "Yun Gui is twenty-eight this year. The fourth son is one year younger than him, but the eldest son is already engaged. However, Yun Gui's marriage has been postponed until today. When I think about it, I feel sorry for Chao Hua."
Han Changmu lowered his head and said nothing, but he didn't think so. Is it really good to get married and have children early? The fourth son in the saint's mouth is the fourth son of the saint. King Zhao Xie separated. He was the earliest of their brothers to get married and have children. The princess he married was the daughter of Li Fei's maternal cousin, and they had a close friendship with him since childhood.
Since they got married, the princess gave birth to a large number of children, but Xie Lixie took in concubines one after another. In the end, the couple became enemies for the rest of their lives. They fought and quarreled every day, and Xie Lixie's head was broken by the princess several times. .
On the other hand, there are only three concubines in the house, Xie Mengxia, Xie Huiming and Xie Yuanjing, but their family is peaceful and harmonious. It is quite comfortable for them to enjoy the blessings of each other.
Seeing Han Changmu's silence, Emperor Yong'an knew that he did not take the failure to get married seriously. Also, today's young men talk about being comfortable and free and easy all day long, without any concern about being a parent. Think about it.
He sighed again and continued: "Including this time, Yun Gui's engagement has been broken off four times. Now there is a saying in Beijing, what is it called?" He raised his head and glanced at Gao Fuguo, frowning slightly. eyebrow.
Gao Fuguo quickly bowed and apologized: "Your Majesty, people are just talking about it. Why should your Majesty take it seriously?"
Emperor Yong'an waved his hand, shook his head and said: "Yes, who is better at breaking off the engagement? Dajing, Chang'an and Leng Linjiang." He patted the bookcase and laughed angrily: "Listen, listen, is this ridiculous? ? We Yungui are talented people with valuable status, how can we be criticized like this?"
Han Changmu laughed twice.
It's true that he is talented, and it's true that he has a valuable status, but the title of the second dandy in the capital is even more real. It's not like a girl from a wealthy family can't get married. Who wants to go to a brothel with a kitchen knife all day long after getting married? My husband?
But these words should never be told to a saint. The saint has always regarded Leng Linjiang as his heartthrob. Anyone who says anything bad about Leng Linjiang will have his flesh cut out.
Han Changmu coughed lightly and said seriously: "Your Majesty, rumors stop with the wise. The top priority is to arrange another marriage for Leng Shaoyin. Naturally, this rumor will be self-defeating."
Emperor Yong'an nodded repeatedly: "That's right." He said to Gao Fuguo: "Go and make a list of suitable girls of the right age in the capital. I will marry Yun Gui."
Gao Fuguo hurriedly bowed and said: "Yes, I will go now."
However, Emperor Yong'an raised his eyebrows, turned his head and glanced at Han Changmu, and smiled thoughtfully: "It's been a long time since the 29th."
Han Changmu quickly lowered his head and tried to reduce his presence: "Yes, Wei Chen is one year older than Leng Shaoyin."
"Yes, you're not young anymore." Emperor Yong'an smiled mockingly to himself, with a hint of sadness in his smile: "Your parents have to worry about your marriage, and it's not my turn to meddle in your own business. However, it's been a long time. , you are in the capital now, if you have a girl you like, you can come and tell me, and I will give you a marriage."
Han Changmu hurriedly thanked him, borrowed the donkey from the slope, and put an end to the saint's idea of being a Yue Lao and holding a red thread around the capital: "Yes, if I have someone I like, I will definitely come and ask for your majesty's grace."
Afterwards, the monarch and his ministers talked about several things to be done, sorted out their ideas, and asked about Xie Mengxia's current situation. They learned that Leng Linjiang would escort him back to the capital with thirty imperial troops, and he was considered a saint. Relieved.
No matter how unsatisfactory this son is and loves to get into trouble, he is still his own son after all, so he cannot be strangled to death.
After all, the topic of conversation turned to Han Changmu again, and he could only pat his chest and swear that whenever he fell in love with someone's girl, he would be the first to tell the saint. The saint smiled and said: "You have also been working hard for a long time. It's been a month and it's really hard to come see me as soon as you arrive in Beijing. Okay, you can go back home and have a good night's rest. It doesn't matter if you can do your errands tomorrow." As he spoke, he raised his chin towards Gao Fuguo.
Gao Fuguo quickly picked up a brocade box and walked to Han Changmu's side.
Emperor Yong'an said again: "The house in Yongchangfang has been fully repaired. I wanted to give you a house in the Sixteenth Prince's House, but you refused to accept it, saying that it was over the limit. Now the house in Yongchangfang is just an ordinary four-bedroom house. Entering the courtyard, you are neither over the limit nor wealthy, and it is very close to the Department of Internal Health, so it is very convenient to get around. Living in the public house of the Department of Internal Health is a bit simpler after all."
Han Changmu thought about it. It was really inconvenient for him to come back this time and bring Qing Qian back. It would be inconvenient to live in the Internal Health Department again. Besides, he was going to live in the capital for a long time. Human relations were indispensable. He couldn't meet a guest. Please go to the Department of Internal Health.
He hurriedly thanked you and said, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. I will obey the Holy Orders."
Emperor Yong'an nodded and smiled.
After Han Changmu resigned, the hall became empty, warm as spring, and even the sound of whirlwind made the hall feel unusually deserted and empty.
Gao Fuguo put a cup of ginseng tea on the desk and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, it's already the third watch."
Emperor Yong'an held the lid of the cup and gently scraped the tea. His eyes were lowered, revealing the weariness that could not be concealed, and he said thoughtfully: "Go and find out the origins of the two girls who came back with Jiuchao. "
Gao Fuguo bowed and said, "Yes."
