After the emperor finished speaking, Nangong Chiyu finally looked up and looked at Su Luo properly.
Because he had seen her naked, Nangong Chiyu would avoid eye contact whenever he looked at her, though no one else could tell that he felt guilty.
"Your Majesty means that all these supplies were grown by the Deputy Minister of Agriculture?"
"That's right. What made Beiliang surrender was that they were afraid of the Chiyu Army. But this year, with the Deputy Minister of Agriculture, our army has gained enough confidence, so Beiliang naturally ceded cities to seek peace."
Nangong Chiyu had always assumed that the imperial court was behind this matter, but he never expected it was this woman.
How does she manage to grow rice twice a year?
Even the cotton in those military uniforms was something I'd never heard of before, but it was the best at keeping warm.
They were in Beichuan City, where countless soldiers froze to death every year; that place was bitterly cold for five months of the year.
This year, cotton-padded clothes were delivered, and the woman in front of him indirectly saved many of his people.
"Vice Minister of Agriculture, on behalf of the soldiers in the army, thank you."
Su Luo simply leaned down in response. She had received money for the cotton and the production process; it wasn't a free gift.
"Vice Minister of Agriculture, I will have the Imperial Advisor come and choose an auspicious day for you. Once it is chosen, an eunuch will inform you, and I will personally bestow upon you your official title and investiture ceremony."
Su Luo bowed deeply in gratitude: "Your Majesty, I thank you."
The group chatted for a while about agriculture and sericulture before the emperor spoke.
"Your Highness, I have heard that your old injury has not yet healed. I will have Manyu take you to the Imperial Hospital for a check-up later, so that I can also assess the medical skills of the imperial physicians."
The emperor's intention was clear: he wanted Manyu to spend more time with Nangong Chiyu in order to cultivate their relationship.
"Manyu will certainly live up to Father Emperor's expectations."
Nangong Manyu laughed like a child, then turned to look at Nangong Chiyu, whose expression remained unchanged.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I can go by myself. There is no need for the princess to trouble herself."
Nangong Manyu was like a child who hadn't grown up; he really didn't have any improper thoughts about her.
"No need for you, Prince Yu, I can accompany you."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Qing saw that even the emperor was rubbing his forehead. He tugged at Su Luo's sleeve and stood up.
"Father is also tired. Your Majesty and I, the Vice Minister of Agriculture, shall take our leave now."
Go!
After Nangong Qing and Su Luo left, Nangong Chiyu and Nangong Manyu also got up and came out.
"Luo Luo, this is your first time in the palace. How about I show you around?"
It's still early, and Su Luo can only go back to Fu Man Lou to handle matters with A Xu anyway, so she might as well stay with him a little longer.
"It's a rare opportunity to enter the palace, Third Prince, please lead the way."
"Alright, then I'll take you to see the Imperial Study, where I studied and practiced calligraphy when I was a child, and then we'll go to the Imperial Garden and see the whole palace."
Calligraphy and painting are Nangong Qing's most outstanding skills, and he wanted Su Luo to see his strengths.
"good!"
The two hadn't gone far when Nangong Manyu followed.
"Third Brother, wait for us, we're coming too."
Following behind Nangong Manyu was Nangong Chiyu.
Su Luo and Nangong Chiyu exchanged a glance. Su Luo's eyes were full of annoyance, while Nangong Chiyu's eyes were full of embarrassment.
“Manyu, didn’t Father Emperor tell you to accompany Prince Yu to the Imperial Hospital? What are you doing with us?”
Nangong Manyu ran over, grabbed Nangong Qing's arm, and whispered through gritted teeth.
"Third brother, please help your sister. Prince Yu has gone back after taking her pulse. He's going to the Imperial Study first. Please."
Nangong Qing turned to look at Su Luo, and seeing that she had no objections, he agreed to let the two of them go to the study with them.
"Then let's go, Prince Yu, please..."
Su Luo and Nangong Qing walked in front, while Nangong Chiyu and Manyu walked behind them.
Looking at the person in front of him, with her jet-black hair like a waterfall and her figure, Nangong Chiyu asked himself, had he really never seen her before?
Why do I always have a special feeling for her, and for her daughter Yi Huan? He has never felt that kind of closeness to anyone else.
Manyu's gaze remained fixed on Nangong Chiyu. Seeing him staring at Su Luo's back the whole way, she initially didn't think much of it.
Two little hands wanted to grab Nangong Chiyu's sleeves, but were afraid of crossing the line. In the end, their hearts raced and they didn't know where to put their hands.
"Luo Luo, the Imperial Study is just past this corner, but I'll tell you a secret."
When I was a child, my teacher punished me by making me copy books in the study. I would copy until midnight and still not finish. I hated that teacher so much that time.
That day I decided to get revenge on him, so I dressed up as a little devil and hid in this corner. When my husband came to check, I jumped out, and he was so scared that he rolled off the platform.
Finally, my father found out that what was originally a book I only needed to copy thirty times had become a book I had to copy one hundred times.
It's hard to believe that Nangong Qing was such a mischievous child.
"And then what happened?"
Nangong Manyu said loudly from behind, "Later I learned that the master had broken his bone, and every time he punished Third Brother, he personally guarded him and never left Third Brother alone in the study again."
This incident haunted my third brother throughout his childhood, causing him immense suffering.
After Nangong Manyu finished speaking, she still had a gloating look on her face.
"So, Nangong Qing, your beautiful handwriting was developed by your teacher in this way?"
Nangong Qing gave an awkward laugh, "Not entirely."
When I entered the study, there were only five children reading inside: two boys and three girls.
The sound of reading aloud came from inside. The teacher listened with his eyes closed. If anyone read incorrectly, he would immediately open his eyes and give them a slap on the palm of their hand.
“They are my eldest and second eldest brothers’ children. Let’s not disturb them. Luo Luo, I’ll take you to see the Six Arts of a Gentleman that we learned, archery. I’m sure you’ll like that.”
"good!"
Manyu walked up to Nangong Chiyu and said with a smile, "Prince Yu, you must also like archery. Let's go and take a look."
"Fifth Princess, please..."
Not far from the Imperial Study, there is a small martial arts training ground, which is specifically for children to learn.
Nangong Qing and Nangong Manyu arrived, and knowing they were going to shoot arrows, the eunuchs immediately went to prepare.
Four handles were prepared, and each of the four men held a bow; the bullseye was right in front of them.
"Luo Luo, I know you're a great archer, but I've been practicing lately too. Let's see if I can surpass you today."
Su Luo was never afraid of archery.
"Let's have a competition."
Nangong Qing looked at Su Luo with eyes full of doting affection. He raised his bow and arrow, narrowed his eyes, and shot an arrow that hit the bullseye, just a little short of the bullseye.
"Nangong Qing, your archery skills have improved a lot."
Su Luo was telling the truth; he had improved compared to before, and she wasn't mocking him.
Su Luo turned to the side, raised the bow in her hand, drew the string, aimed, and the arrow flew like a shooting star. Her movements were skillful and heroic, and the arrow struck her right in the heart.
Even Nangong Chiyu was stunned by this scene; this woman was also so skilled in archery.
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