The queen looked around, waved her hand, and drove all the servants away. She came closer and lowered her voice and said: "A few months ago, Ma You often visited various counties in the four directions, during which he went to Qingcheng. At that time, the big man was in danger. "Although he has the power of the Prime Minister inside and the protection of Li Shangshu outside, the emperor's heart is still burning, so he wants to ask Immortal Li to divine a divination."
Zhang Xiahou was shocked. This was a secret in the palace. Is it appropriate for her daughter to say this to her?
Looking at her mother's confused eyes, the queen shook her head slightly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, mother, my daughter has her own sense of proportion." After speaking, she took a sip of the water on the table and continued, "As for Li Shenxian, just like before, I only drew one painting and gave it to Ma Youchang. The painting showed a half-length beauty dripping two drops of water in front of the horse, with the word "武" written on it. Ma Youchang couldn't understand it, so he asked what it meant. Li Shenxian only said one thing: On the way back, you will meet his horse, and on the way north, you can enjoy its beauty."
Mr. Zhang Xiahou frowned, thinking that this was so confusing that it was confusing.
"Li Shenxian's paintings have always been obscure and difficult to understand, and my daughter was also puzzled. Later, when I heard about Feng Langjun, I suddenly realized that the two words of water and one horse are exactly the same character Feng?"
"But how can we prove that it is Feng Yongzhi Feng?" Zhang Xiahou heard this and understood immediately, but felt that the eldest daughter was too hasty.
"Mom, don't forget, that Li Shenxian once said: On the way back, you will meet his horse. That horse passed by Fengzhuang when he returned to CD as a young boy, and he had a conversation with Feng Langjun. At that time, Feng Langjun also said He said that there was chaos in Nanzhong, but Ma Youchang thought it was a relapse of an old illness and was talking nonsense, so he didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect that what happened next would be caught by his words. "
Zhang Xiahou was silent.
"My daughter knows that even so, it doesn't prove that it must be Feng Langjun. But mom, how can you be absolutely certain in this world? Even if it's only 50%, my daughter thinks it's enough!"
This daughter was indeed decisive in killing. The late emperor was very accurate in judging people during his lifetime, so it seemed reasonable.
Zhang Xiahou nodded silently, agreeing with the queen's words.
"Even the Prime Minister couldn't completely guess the meaning of that painting. However, when the Prime Minister summoned Feng Langjun that day, people said it was because of the Qu Yuanli. But as far as my daughter knows, the Prime Minister is responsible for all kinds of things, big and small. I personally handle all matters. If it is not an urgent matter, how can I have the time to go to Fengzhuang with General Zhao in person? Wouldn't it be more convenient to directly summon Feng Langjun to the Prime Minister's Mansion? Don't my mother find it strange that this move is too flattering to that person? Feng Langjun?"
After all, Zhang Xiahou was a person who had experienced many ups and downs. After listening to his daughter's detailed analysis, he immediately felt that this matter was indeed something unusual.
"It turns out that the Prime Minister also..."
The next words were not spoken, but the meaning was already clear.
The queen nodded and said: "That's why my daughter thought, since she is already five points sure, she just bets once, so what? If the bet is right, Zhang Jiashao said that she can guarantee two more generations of worry-free. Even if it is wrong, Well, if my little sister can get a son from the mountain sect as her husband, it doesn’t count as burying her. It’s not a loss for both the left and right, so why not do it?”
As a mother, Zhang Xiahou was really convinced by her eldest daughter, and sighed softly: "Now I finally understand why the late emperor has always been afraid of you as his daughter. Your vision is indeed different from ours." Women’s families are different.”
"What did my mother say? Even if my daughter is born as a girl, she may not be any worse than those men." The queen looked proud.
"It's just that you are pregnant now, so you should spend less time and pay more attention to taking care of your body, otherwise it will not be good for you and the child." Zhang Xiahou looked at her daughter's sickly pale face and said with some worry He said in a low voice, "Da Lang is a man of his own, so you don't have to worry too much about the family."
"Don't worry, my daughter." The queen nodded, as if she had listened to Zhang Xiahou's words, "My daughter is in a hurry to leave the palace this time, but she heard that her mother had a problem with the prime minister's wife because of her little sister, so she is suffering. I begged the emperor to let my daughter return to the palace once. Nowadays, all the government orders of the Han Dynasty come from the hands of the prime minister. Even the emperor has to call the prime minister his father-in-law. Speaking of this, the daughter has been neglectful. Mom still doesn’t want to talk to the prime minister. It’s better if your wife is born.”
"Don't worry. Since I know this is your idea, how can I still anger others? I'll just tell that Huang A Chou later. After all, in the past two years, she is the only one who can talk to me. talk."
"My daughter can be regarded as the queen of the Han Dynasty. If my mother really wants to apologize to others, isn't she lowering her status? The prime minister's wife is a smart person. After she sent her little sister back to her home, my mother asked her to say some thoughtful words. She will understand."
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
The queen and her mother had not seen each other for many days, and they were still thinking about talking more. Unexpectedly, someone from the palace came over at this time, saying that the emperor was worried about the queen's health and asked the queen to return to the palace early. The queen had no choice but to give her mother some careful instructions before she got up and left.
After mid-August, Feng Yong originally wanted to make some mooncakes, but when he inquired about it, he found that although there was a custom of admiring the moon in autumn these days, there was no such thing as a Mid-Autumn Festival. More importantly, as soon as the autumn harvest is over, the late emperor Liu Bei's Zi Palace will be buried in Huiling. Feng Yong doesn't dare to jump out at this time, otherwise someone will really get caught, and the Feng family will really be in order. Went down Qidi Road for a family reunion.
However, when Feng Tubou secretly sat in his backyard admiring the moon on the night of August 10th, he couldn't help but sigh. At this time, he finally felt the weight of history. The burial of Liu Bei's Zi Palace seems to announce the end of the era of the older generation: Guan Yu is dead, Zhang Fei is dead, Huang Zhong is dead, Ma Chao is dead, Liu Bei is dead...
The last remaining veteran, Zhao Yun and Feng Yong, remembers that in a few years, he will encounter the last battle of his life, and he will lose the battle, and then he will die.
From the perspective of someone with a dark mentality like Feng Yong, Liu Chan in the palace probably felt relieved, because Liu Bei's burial also announced the advent of his own emperor's era - of course, it was only superficial.
During the festive season, Feng Tubao thought of his relatives, and ended up feeling depressed...
August this year is probably the busiest month for officials in the Han Dynasty. In the first ten months, they are busy with the autumn harvest, in the middle, they are busy with the burial of the late emperor, and in the last ten days, they are busy preparing to plant winter wheat.
Farming is the foundation of the country. As the newly ascended emperor, Liu Chan still attaches great importance to it, even at the request of Prime Minister Zhuge. In order to express this importance, the new emperor decided to go out to inspect the farmland outside Jincheng this autumn plowing, showing that he was not just shouting slogans, but was actually taking practical actions.
None of the ministers had any objections to this, and they all said, "Well, well, well, it is a blessing to all the people that your Majesty attaches so much importance to farming. We, the Han, will definitely have a bumper harvest in the coming year - that's what it means anyway."
As the newly appointed Zhuye Supervisor, Wang Xun was a little nervous when he saw so many big shots in the court for the first time, while Zhao Guang, as the deputy supervisor, was a little careless. Who knew he had a big shot in the military? Where is my Aweng? Almost all of those uncles and uncles have met before, what is there to be afraid of?
