Night falls, covering the earth, and a bright moon hangs in the sky. The cold moonlight falls on the vermillion-eaves and green walls of Yancheng, shining like water, cold white and bright.
The Imperial Capital of Beiyan, which was devastated by the war, has now been restored to its former splendor after repairs.
Deep courtyard with red walls and golden glazed tiles.
It is similar to the Capital Palace in Daqian Chang'an City, almost a replica of the imperial city.
Nowadays, this place has become the Daqian Palace.
In other words, in addition to the imperial palace in Yancheng, other places were also planned to become the official offices of the Anton Protectorate.
The original imperial palace in Yancheng became the imperial palace of Daqian.
From now on, if Prince Xiao Yi visits the Anton Protectorate, he will rest in this palace.
The eunuchs and maids in the palace have been replaced.
The previous eunuchs were scattered, and some of them were absorbed by the Dongchang of Sanbao Eunuch.
As for those palace maids, they have naturally recovered their identities, and those who can find a good family will naturally get married. For those who cannot find a good family, there will be people from Beiyan who are willing to buy them or take them in.
The original East Palace, where Hauge lived, has now changed its owner.
In the courtyard, there is a clump of green bamboo.
The lights in the east wing were on, projecting a small and delicate figure on the window.
"Master, why are you starting the autumn harvest ceremony so quickly today?" Hai Lanzhu was wearing a light red coat and a plain skirt, her hair was in a bun, and there were air bangs on her forehead, and her cheeks were She was white and rosy, holding a pile of clean clothes in her hands, walking lightly into the inner room.
Murong Xueyuan is wearing a moon-white long coat embroidered with orchids, and a lake-blue printed silk shawl. Her figure is like a weak willow supporting the wind, her shoulders are like cut, and there is a faint sense of desperation between her brows and eyes.
Hearing what Hai Lanzhu said behind her, Murong Xueyuan's jade face was faint and she said softly: "If I don't take action, today's autumn sacrificial ceremony will not be held safely."
Hai Lanzhu was quite smart. He quickly guessed the reason as he turned his eyes. He put down his folded clothes on a chair beside him and said softly: "Master, I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is currently in the southeast to discuss politics. The people of Yan are all praising him, His Royal Highness is a sage for all eternity, and he has spread his voice so widely, which has never happened before."
Hearing this, Murong Xueyuan looked dazed for a moment, looked at the jade in her hand, and said softly: "His methods are becoming more and more admirable. It is precisely because of his open-mindedness and broad-mindedness that he is admired. That’s why so many people are willing to help him.”
Speaking of Prince Xiao Yi of Daqian, Murong Xueyuan's voice contained a subtle strangeness, and there was a complex color on her beautiful face.
At the beginning, the prince of the Great Qianjian Kingdom, who was sitting in the Xuanzheng Hall, his voice was like gold and stone, and his words were as clear as yesterday.
At this time, Hailanzhu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. He cast his eyes on the jade in Murong Xueyuan's hand and said: "His Royal Highness is considered to be a rare hero in the world. From now on, he will definitely be able to establish an unprecedented prosperous age." , I can imagine that the days in the future will be better and better.”
“When asking questions about politics in the Southeast, everyone from the top to the gentry to the peddlers and footmen can put forward some suggestions and take this opportunity to call out and redress injustices.”
"After reading the newspaper, I realized that such a pure place as Buddhism can harbor filth and evil. It's really infuriating. His Highness's move is really very satisfying."
"Just like today, what the master did at the sacrificial ceremony was also very satisfying."
Hai Lanzhu said and handed over the tea cup.
Murong Xueyuan did not feel that what she had done was so satisfying, and there was still some sadness between her eyebrows, saying: "I am just picking up people's wisdom and learning from him to govern Beiyan, but in the end, I am still not as good as him." .”
Hai Lanzhu smiled and said: "Master, why are you doing this? No matter how wise and powerful the Crown Prince is, isn't it... that he and the master are still on the same page? It is said that a husband and wife work together to make a difference."
The master's temperament is still that strong, and he still cares about the people of Yan.
But...but the master is still a woman after all. Being so strong will only lead to suffering.
Moreover, the Yan people don’t know what they think now. It is too difficult to govern.
Some people who want to resist the rule of Daqian simply turn into bandits and become mountain kings in the mountains and forests, robbing merchants, or constantly disturbing the people.
You must know that those who live here are also Yan people.
This is not cannibalism.
There are also some who still want to protect their own interests and think that they are nobles of the Eight Banners of the Yan people. They look aloof and disobedient to discipline. When Hai Lanzhu saw it, he wanted to give him a few slaps.
At this time, why are we still talking about the Eight Banners nobles?
The Eight Banners no longer exist.
Murong Xueyuan said calmly and softly: "What he wants to take care of is the world of Daqian, not the Anton Protectorate."
"The reason why we tour the south and hold political inquiries in the southeast is because the southeast is where the prosperity of Daqian lies."
"You have also heard that the southeastern land is rich in products and a land of fish and rice. It is the largest and best granary in Daqian."
"Compared with the land of Yanyun and the land of southeast, it is naturally more southeast."
"Another point is that the southeast is close to the sea. He has always said that overseas lands are filled with gold."
"The silver that Daqian received from Japan last year has exceeded Daqian's own output."
"His vision is far-sighted and unparalleled."
"That's why I want to control the Yan people quickly and gain their support so that I can follow the prince's footsteps."
“In this way, we won’t be too far behind, and we won’t be unable to keep up with him.”
"Only by following closely can we get more benefits, and the people of Yan can become richer."
to be honest.
In fact, Murong Xueyuan always wanted to make achievements in her heart, and she also always wanted to do something big and leave her name in history.
She is not willing to just be the eldest princess of Beiyan, or a woman who takes care of her husband and raises her children.
This is why she was able to occupy a place in Beiyan as the eldest princess.
You must know that Beiyan is a relatively primitive and backward Northern Barbarian social system, and women have always been under a relatively large restraint system.
Murong Xueyuan can become the eldest princess of Beiyan who is respected by everyone. This is a reputation she has gained since she was a child.
Hearing this, Hai Lanzhu pursed her lips, her eyes flashed, and she said softly: "Master, don't worry too much. The Yan people will definitely understand the master's good intentions in the future."
Murong Xueyuan said "Hmm", and Yu Rong became slightly absent-minded.
She was thinking, what would Xiao Yi do if he were sitting in her position?
Of all the various methods, what kind of methods are suitable for Beiyan's current situation?
Bai Qi was stationed in Yancheng, and the Sixteenth Cavalry of Yanyun were distributed throughout Beiyan. They were even training troops. In the future, they would directly break through Shanhaiguan and go straight to Huanglong Mansion, completely wiping out the last main force of the Eight Banners of Beiyan.
Now Beiyan has become the Andong Protectorate of Daqian, but the Yan people in this Protectorate still think about the former Beiyan.
As a result, various turmoils often occur in the Yanyun land, and rebellions occur from time to time.
The people have suffered greatly and cannot live and work in peace and contentment at all.
Hai Lanzhu looked at Murong Xueyuan who was deep in thought, and thought of changing the subject, she asked softly: "Master, do you think His Highness the Crown Prince...will he come to Yancheng?"
Murong Xueyuan shook her head and chuckled: "He probably won't come until Yanyun becomes an important strategic place for Daqian."
Hailanzhu pouted, her expression was a little worried for Murong Xueyuan, but she also forced herself to be happy.
"Master, you are pregnant with the prince now."
"This servant feels that His Highness the Crown Prince is not a heartless person and will definitely come to visit the Master."
good.
Before Murong Xueyuan left Chang'an, the capital of Daqian, and returned to Yancheng, she had been diagnosed by the imperial doctor as being pregnant.
In other words, Xiao Yi is about to welcome his second child.
Originally, he didn't want Murong Xueyuan to return to Yancheng. After all, the medical level in Chang'an, the capital, was pretty good.
Medicine King Sun Simiao was not found, but several of his disciples were found at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic in Chang'an.
However, Murong Xueyuan still wanted to return to Yancheng and do what she wanted to do.
Xiao Yi had no choice but to send the East Palace Guards to lead the escort, followed by the experienced Wen Po and others in the palace.
Hai Lanzhu thought for a while and suggested, "Master, if something happens, why don't you write a letter to His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"In this way, I can ask His Highness the Crown Prince for advice."
Murong Xueyuan was thinking wildly, her jade cheeks were as red as a blush.
write a letter?
That's a good idea.
"Um."
At this moment, another palace maid walked in and bowed: "Master, the hot water is ready."
Hai Lanzhu gently held Murong Xueyuan's shoulder and said, "Master, let's go."
Although the weather has forgiven by this time, today's autumn sacrificial ceremony has been a busy day.
If you don't wash up at night, you won't get used to it.
Hai Lanzhu slowly put down the light yellow curtain on the golden hook, turned around, looked at Murong Xueyuan, and said softly: "Master, this slave will serve you to bathe."
Murong Xueyuan was just pregnant, and her belly was not very visible, so it would not affect her actions.
But.
She has lived this kind of life since she was a child, and she is used to having people around her to serve her.
Hai Lanzhu is also a clever and talented person. When he was ten years old, he followed Murong Xueyuan.
He took off his clothes and soon took off his outer jacket and skirt, leaving him with only a small coat.
Hai Lanzhu reached out and took off Murong Xueyuan's blue dress embroidered with plum blossoms. Using the light of a candlestick on the small table, she saw that her shoulders were as round and round as jade, and her snowy back was like a jade. If the fat is condensed.
In this land of Yanyun, it can be considered to be very well maintained. It is indeed very nurturing to stay away from Yangchun water.
Both of them were used to it since they had been serving since childhood. Hai Lanzhu reached out and tied up Murong Xueyuan's green silk hair at the back of her neck, revealing her white jade-like snowy back.
