When the officials set their sights on Liu Wenji, one man escaped in the dead of night.
This man is the Minister of War, Lord Zhao, who has been imprisoned in his own residence and has not yet been tried.
Lord Zhao had been an accomplice to the evildoers for many years, and he knew that if the crime was exposed, he would be sentenced to death. He was in a state of panic and worry all day long. The servant outside the door quietly told him that Yan Shang and Mu Wanyao had returned, and everyone went to the palace together.
Lord Zhao realized that this might be his only chance to escape.
He asked the guards who had been loyal to him for many years to meet him outside, and he got the guards drunk. He also exchanged clothes with the servants outside. It was the first time in his life that he wore such rough clothes and a straw raincoat. However, at the critical moment of life and death, he only led three or four guards to escape outside Chang'an City.
Guanzhong is not safe either. Going to the mixed Hexi area may help you avoid the Wei army's search.
The war between Wei and the Southern Barbarians had just ended, and peace had returned to the city of Chang'an.
Lord Zhao fled all night, extremely panicked. A few miles out of Chang'an City, he saw that there were no pursuers behind him, and he was relieved. The horse guard following behind him turned pale, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted hurriedly: "Lord Zhao!"
They were horrified, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
Lord Zhao followed their line of sight and saw several people waiting on horseback in front of the bushes by the stream. They were bathed in the dim sunlight and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
The pedestrian met Zhao Gong's gaze and rode towards him. Zhao Gong watched the horse treading on the stream, moving as fast as an arrow, and his moves were deadly. He was already terrified, his face turned blue, and he could hardly breathe.
But the closer the pedestrians got, the wider Zhao Gong's eyes widened and he relaxed instead.
The leader he saw was his daughter, Concubine Zhao Lingfei.
Concubine Ling of Zhao led several guards to wait here, blocking her father's escape route. Lord Zhao had not seen his daughter for a long time. It can even be said that in the past ten years, he and his daughter had rarely seen each other and had been separated too much.
When I saw my daughter again, she was still pretty, but the innocent look was gone. Her face was thin and her long hair was tied under a jade crown. The young girl was like other men on the battlefield, with a firm and cold gaze, riding on a horse, looking dashing and heroic.
Lord Zhao was delighted and said hurriedly, "Ling Fei, please help my father! Yan Er has entered Chang'an, and the Princess Royal... no, now the Grand Princess Royal has also entered Chang'an. The two of them will definitely kill my father, please help."
Concubine Ling of Zhao looked at Lord Zhao.
Her eyes were like a clear river, like stars. When she saw him, she seemed to see the moment when she was too late to save her cousin, squatting on the ground and crying, but unable to save her cousin.
I feel ashamed and hateful, and I feel pain and guilt. Why did she appear here? Father, do you understand?
Lord Zhao looked at his daughter's eyes, which were full of light, and suddenly understood. He smiled slightly and wanted to scold her, but he was afraid. He held the reins and said dryly, "Ling Fei, since you don't want to save me, you should make way and let me go. Your father raised you for more than ten years, and you have been gone for almost ten years. There must be some affection between us, father and daughter, right?
"I am your biological father!"
There seemed to be tears in Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes.
But not a drop fell.
In the morning breeze, her hair brushed against her cold face. She was in so much pain that she wanted to die, but she still said word by word: "You can't leave."
Lord Zhao's face changed drastically: "What did you say?!"
Zhao Lingfei raised the spear in her hand, and the soldiers behind her raised their swords and faced the people in front of them.
Lord Zhao understood.
He asked, "Do you want to kill your father?"
Concubine Zhao Ling's voice trembled: "I don't want to go this far. I listened to Second Brother Yan's instructions and waited here for a whole night. I really hope that Second Brother Yan is wrong and I won't wait for my father. I also thought that if I saw my father, I would not be able to help but let him go, let him escape far away, and never return to Wei again..."
Lord Zhao looked delighted.
The look in Zhao Lingfei's eyes became more and more desperate.
She snapped, “But I can’t do it!
"When I saw my father, I thought of my cousin's death! You gave birth to me and raised me, but you were wrong! I am unfilial and I will be despised by the world. How cruel is a person who doesn't even let his own father go... Everyone seeks justice, but in private they always seek personal grudges.
"I would have done the same. But I really can't do it! If I let my father go, how would I explain to the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who died, how would I explain to my cousin's death, how would I explain to the Prime Minister Liu Xianggong of the two dynasties? So many people in the world died because of your selfish desires! I can't explain, I can't face it...
"If I let my father go, I won't be at peace! If I keep him, I'll be an unfilial daughter! Either way is wrong, but I'd rather be an unfilial daughter from now on!"
She screamed, excited and angry, wanting to express all the grievances in her heart. But there was no end to it, no number of it. She grew from a girl to a young woman, and she knew exactly what she wanted... But the dead could never live again.
The soldiers behind her thought of the battlefield and felt sad. They looked at Lord Zhao with even more hatred.
Duke Zhao was in a panic.
Seeing Concubine Zhao Ling shed tears, she said the last words to him: "Your daughter is here to see you off for the last time!"
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Duke Zhao was escorted back to Chang'an by Concubine Zhao Ling at dawn.
At dawn, the new little emperor had been on the throne for two months, but it was his first morning court session. The empress dowager set up a screen behind her and sat behind it with fear. The empress dowager was thinking about her family's rise because of her son, and she was also thinking about Liu Wenji's tragic death last night, and she was afraid of these ministers.
The ministers of this dynasty are all powerful, which is scary.
They are orphans and a widow, so they must be careful.
The young emperor was too young and needed someone to take care of him. In a hurry, the chief eunuch beside him was replaced by Cheng An. Cheng An kowtowed to Mu Wan and his wife, with tears streaming down his face, saying that he would assist the young emperor until his death and would never let Liu Wenji's incident happen again.
The young emperor's first court session went exceptionally smoothly.
He was extremely smart, and when no one had reacted last night, he was the first to call out "Yan Xiang".
At the morning court today, the young emperor borrowed Cheng An's hand to take out the imperial edict left by his grandfather in the ancestral temple. His father was sometimes close to Yan Shang, sometimes trusted, sometimes suspicious. The old emperor clearly left an imperial edict, but his father deliberately took advantage of it and only gave Yan Shang a "co-prime minister".
Now, the young emperor, with the help of his grandfather's imperial decree, promoted Yan Shang to the position of prime minister.
This is what his mother taught him.
Now the court follows Yan Shang's lead. If Yan Shang is not appointed as prime minister, can the young emperor command these bigwigs? He still can't understand what these ministers are saying.
Wei Shu was promoted to Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
Afterwards, the ministers began to discuss whether to make Liu Wenji's affairs known to the world and give an explanation to the people of the world. The power of the eunuchs was dependent on the imperial power, and once the emperor really wanted to take it back, the power of the eunuchs was the easiest to take back. The central government convicted the eunuchs, one by one, and sentenced them to life and death.
Now that the war is over, the Wei Dynasty wants to kill King Ale and commemorate the dead soldiers; at the same time, they want to choose a man from the surviving Nanman captives to be the Nanman King and negotiate with the Wei Dynasty.
Naturally, the prime minister must come to negotiate the peace, and officials from the Ministry of Rites will also be among them.
At the same time, in order to prevent the Nanman from being forced to fight foreign wars due to poverty, the Wei Dynasty decided to take over the Nanman's economy. The Wei Dynasty had already decided to implement a policy of control over the Nanman, controlling the Nanman in terms of culture, economy, religion, and the military.
In fact, the Wei Dynasty had this idea a long time ago, but the idea was immature at that time, and it happened to be a turmoil in the throne, and the emperor was suspicious of him. Now that Yan Shang is the prime minister, he naturally has to implement the policies he has thought about countless times over the years.
The little emperor stretched his neck on the hard throne, trying to listen to the discussion of the ministers below. He saw that the old uncles and uncles were all surrounding Yan Shang, who was young, talkative, and very charming. The little emperor didn't understand much, but he thought his uncle was amazing.
That's how you can say it.
Such a graceful demeanor.
Is this the gentlemanly demeanor mentioned in the book?
The empress dowager saw that the little emperor was about to jump out of the throne behind the bamboo screen, so she coughed gently to remind him.
Yan Shang turned around and saw the little emperor staring at the ministers below with wide eyes. The little emperor met his eyes and quickly leaned back and sat down obediently, trying to act like a mature king. But he was only six or seven years old, and no matter how mature he pretended to be, he was still just a child.
He still smiled when he spoke.
He thought for a while and said, "It's time to find a tutor for your majesty so that he can study hard."
The young emperor was afraid that his uncle would think he was unteachable, so he said, "I... I started to learn at the age of four, and I have been studying hard ever since!"
Yan Shang said softly, "It's not that kind of book. It teaches Your Majesty how to be a good emperor."
He paused and said, "In addition, from today on, Your Majesty and the Queen Mother will have to live in separate palaces. Your Majesty can no longer sleep in the Queen Mother's palace. I will discuss Your Majesty's reading with several ministers today, and arrange a new reading companion for Your Majesty tomorrow. What do you think?"
The little emperor was still ignorant. He felt a little disappointed when he heard that he could no longer sleep with his mother. However, when he heard that Yan Shang wanted to find him a new friend, he became excited again and hesitated for a moment: "Can I let Brother Ayue study with me?"
Yan Shang smiled: "Your Majesty has a deep relationship with his brothers, what's wrong with that?"
The little emperor liked his good temper and kept asking about his future life. He gradually became satisfied and easily bowed down to his uncle's elegance. After the court session, he began to call Yan Shang "uncle" in private, no matter how Yan Shang tried to stop him.
The Queen Mother was somewhat unhappy.
Yan Shang's move was to stop the inner palace from interfering in politics. Letting the little emperor leave her so early was blocking the way for the inner relatives. Yan Shang also did not allow the little emperor to grow up under the women of the harem, and wanted to teach the little emperor from the previous dynasty. In this way, when the little emperor grows up, he may not be very close to the empress dowager.
What's more, with Yan Shang's character, the empress dowager vaguely felt that the little emperor seemed to be completely convinced by Yan Shang and liked Yan Shang very much, which made her feel even more threatened.
She unconsciously made small moves, wanting to bring her son back to her side. But this was not accomplished, because Mu Wan, who was now the eldest princess, came into the palace and had a deep conversation with the queen mother all night.
The next day, the empress dowager began to stay in the palace, eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures, and no longer interfered in the little prince's education.
Everyone is looking forward to what the future will hold for an emperor who is no longer raised by women and eunuchs in the deep palace, but is instead educated by ministers from the previous dynasty.
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Afterwards, the Wei Dynasty negotiated peace with the Southern Barbarians.
Lord Zhao was beheaded in public at the end of August.
Concubine Zhao Ling saw her father die in the chaotic crowd. After watching, she left quietly. When Wei Shu got the news and wanted to find her, she had already left Chang'an and her whereabouts were unknown. She did not leave a word to others, only telling Wei Shu that she was going to Hexi.
She figured out what she wanted to do in her life and what kind of person she wanted to be.
The death of Yang Si made her mature overnight, and the death of Zhao Gong made her disheartened overnight. She wanted to become a knight-errant and help everyone who needed her. But she was too ashamed to face her old friends and live an ordinary life. So she had no choice but to leave Chang'an and go to the desert.
In her letter, she said sorry to Wei Shu...Wei Shu didn't have to wait for her anymore.
She said softly, "I hope Brother Juyuan can marry and have children, live a peaceful and happy life. Although Brother Juyuan and I are not together, we are both in Wei. Even if we never see each other again, as long as we know that each other is alive, it is good enough."
In September, the Wei Dynasty selected a new King of the Southern Barbarians that satisfied it.
Yan Sanlang, who was in Hexi, wrote to his second brother, saying that he was going back to Lingnan to see his family, and sent Yan Shang many new and exotic goods from the Western Regions. Yan Shang took time out of his busy schedule to write to Jiannan and Lingnan, asking about Yan Xiaozhou. If his sister still couldn't get over her emotional problems, Yan Shang wanted Yan Xiaozhou to come to Chang'an and live with him and Mu Wanyao for a few years.
A letter came from Lingnan saying that Yan Xiaozhou had come back, had a talk with Yan's father at night, and then went to Liaodong under the protection of Han Shuxing.
When Yan Shang saw the contents of the letter, his heart suddenly soured.
Liaodong was the place where Yang Si's family was exiled.
His little sister looked calm, without shedding a single tear, but Yan Xiaozhou could not let go of Yang Si. She always remembered him and thought of him.
Yan Shang wrote a letter to Han Shuxing, who already knew some words, asking him not to worry about what his sister did, but just to follow her and protect her. Yan Shang could not worry more about Yan Xiaozhou, because he was too busy to do anything else. Mu Wanyao had not been feeling well recently and had been recovering from illness; Yan Shang had to be busy with the peace talks between Wei and Nanman in the court, and was forced to drink medicine by Mu Wanyao every day.
This is the extent to which he can care for his relatives.
On the Double Ninth Festival, under the pressure of Mu Wanyao, Yan Shang finally took a day off. On this day, he agreed to go with Mu Wanyao to pay tribute to the heroes and his teacher Liu Xianggong.
The Liu family built a cenotaph for Prime Minister Liu at the foot of the southern mountain on the outskirts of the city, and Yan Shang was determined to go there to pay his respects.
However, Muwanyao had already agreed with Yan Shang, but when she woke up in the morning, she felt unwell and decided not to go, leaving Yan Shang to go alone.
Yan Shang sat on the couch and looked at her dying and pale face. He felt distressed and said, "You said that I was the one who was in poor health, but I have not been sick since I returned to Chang'an. On the contrary, you have been in low spirits. Let the imperial physician come."
Mu Wan put his hand on his forehead and snorted, "No need! I have an old problem. I guess it's because I'm not used to the local climate. I'll be fine after I get some sleep."
Yan Shang was surprised: "You grew up in Chang'an, how could you be unable to adapt to the local climate?"
Mu Wanyao saw him sitting beside the couch and talking softly, clearly intending to talk to her forever. She had long been accustomed to his routine and found him annoying, so she muttered and reached out to push his waist, asking him to leave quickly.
"I know, I know! You keep nagging all day long. You should go and pay respect to your teacher. I'm sure I'll be well by the time you come back. Don't I know my own body?"
Yan Shang was helpless. He knew that she didn't want to see a doctor, it was simply because she was sick from taking medicine for many years, and she didn't want to take medicine for even a minor illness.
He thought to himself that he would see Mu Wanyao again when he came back. If she continued to lie in bed all day, he would have to ask the imperial physician to come to the mansion even if he had to. After instructing Qiu Si and other maids on how to take care of the princess, Yan Shang left slowly.
The autumn rain continues.
Yan Shang stood in front of Liu Xianggong's tombstone. He was very upright and silent when offering sacrifices to his teacher. After lighting three incense sticks for his teacher, he whispered about what had happened in the court in the past few months and how his senior brothers had taken care of him in the court.
When it comes to painful things, I try to bear it and only talk about happy things, reporting good news but not bad news.
A female voice came from behind: "Second Brother Yan."
Yan Shang turned around, his hairband brushed against his green robe, and his eyelashes were stained with mountain rain. His clear and bright temperament startled Liu Ruozhu and her husband Lin Dao, who were climbing the mountain.
When Liu Ruozhu saw his look, she was stunned for a moment and a little dazed. In an instant, she thought of how Yan Shang looked when she first met him.
Liu Ruozhu's eyes were slightly warm, and she smiled: "No matter how many years pass, I can still see Brother Yan in front of Grandpa."
Yan Shang and Lin Dao greeted each other and asked the couple, "Did you just return to Chang'an?"
Lin Dao said, "My wife and I just came back yesterday. We came back only to pay respect to Grandpa. After two days of rest, we will go back to Hexi."
Yan Shang: "Do you want to return to Chang'an to serve as an official?"
Lin Dao smiled coldly and said, "Don't worry about me. It's good outside... Ruozhu and I can collect more ancient books and protect some ancient artifacts..."
The words are still silent.
After a while, he whispered, "I know about you and Ruozhu burning the books... You burned them all. Not a single book was saved? Thank you for your hard work."
Lin Dao shook his head. He said, "It may seem hard to waste years of hard work, but this is to save the people. Ruozhu and I are very happy. No matter how good or precious something is, it is not as important as human life."
Liu Ruozhu had been listening quietly to what her husband and Yan Shang said. She looked at the tombstone, and all she could think about was her grandfather's voice, appearance and smile.
Her eyes began to ache again, but she didn't want to cry. Liu Ruozhu turned around, hiding the tears in the corners of her eyes with a smile, and said to Yan Shang with a smile: "Second Brother Yan, do you know that my grandfather and the other husbands made a bet because of you? Now it seems that they all lost. Go down the mountain quickly and ask them for a reward!"
Yan Shang followed Liu Ruozhu's words and asked, "What?"
Liu Ruozhu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang and his friends bet that you can become a secretary of the Central Secretariat when you are thirty, and my grandfather bet that you can become a prime minister when you are thirty. But you are twenty-seven this year, and you are already a prime minister.
"Now, aren't they all losers, and you are the only winner?"
Yan Shang was startled and turned to look at the silent tombstone.
The tombstone is bathed in wind and rain, quiet and peaceful, just like Mr. Liu's solemnity.
Yan Shang said softly: "What's the point of me winning this kind of bet?"
The smile on Liu Ruozhu's face faded and he fell silent.
After a while, she whispered again: "Winning is interesting. Great Wei needs Second Brother Yan, we all need Second Brother Yan... My grandfather's spirit in heaven will be happy for Second Brother Yan. His students are so good, in the underworld, Grandpa must pull the other husbands to drink, proud of the good students he called out."
She blinked tears from her eyes and smiled: "Although grandpa looks old-fashioned, he is very lively in private."
She talked about many past events of her grandfather, Lin Dao stood with her holding an umbrella, and Yan Shang's servants held umbrellas behind him. They were half-drenched by the rain, but no one interrupted Liu Ruozhu.
The mountains remain forever, the dead never return, and new people become talents.
Maybe that's the meaning.
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That night, after Mu Wan woke up, she learned that the prince consort had returned. The maid said that Yan Shang came in to see her and rescued her, which made Mu Wan's eyes dim. She had slept for a whole day and her body was no longer uncomfortable, so she got out of bed, washed up, and planned to go see Yan Shang.
He met his teacher today, and also ran into Liu Ruozhu and his wife in front of his teacher's tomb. He must have felt bad.
Mu Wanyao found Yan Shang in an empty pavilion behind a long corridor in the backyard of his home. He was still wearing the bamboo leaf green robe he wore when he went out, but his hair was a little messy, falling from his headband and draped over his shoulders. He sat alone in a desk, his eyes slightly closed, pouring himself one glass of wine after another.
The wind blows the maple leaves red, and the scenery is beautiful.
Yan Shang was drinking when the wine bottle in his hand was taken away. He turned his head and saw Mu Wanyao sitting next to him, scolding him in a tender voice: "You have really learned bad habits. Now you learn to drink like other men. It stinks. If you are like this, don't go to bed tonight!"
The corners of Yan Shang's eyes were slightly red due to drinking, his skin was fair, and his slightly open lips were also extremely red.
Yan Shang had a good temper. He let Mu Wanyao unhappily take away his wine bottle. He supported his forehead and laughed softly: "I didn't drink much, and I won't drink alone. I just drink a little, I won't let myself get drunk."
Mu Wanyao: "I heard you lie to me!"
Yan Shang laughed: "Why would I lie to you? Come and smell me, do I smell like alcohol? I really only drink a little, I won't drink after five cups."
Mu Wanyao was startled, she raised her nose to smell his neck, he slightly tilted his neck back, saw her coming towards him like a kitten, couldn't help but smile, and hugged her in his arms. Mu Wanyao smelled the pungent smell of alcohol, she felt nauseous immediately, and quickly held her breath and endured it.
After the discomfort subsided, Mu Wan shook Yan Shang and said, "You stink! Don't hug me! How many drinks have you had?"
Yan Shang was very obedient: "I only drank three cups."
Mu Wanyao thought about it, and generously let him pour the wine. She said, "Then I'll drink with you. As a man, sometimes drinking is okay, it's good to vent. You were in a bad mood today because you saw your teacher's granddaughter, thought about your teacher, and thought about too many people."
The words were still low and muffled but the response was given.
Seeing him like this, Mu Wanyao stopped stopping him from drinking.
But Yan Shang's drinking capacity hasn't improved much over the years.
He just drank one more cup, and then he swayed and leaned his head on Mu Wanyao's shoulder. Mu Wanyao laughed and was about to push him up, when she felt Yan Shang hugging her waist, his face buried in her neck, and he didn't move for a long time.
Mu Wanyao calmed down and became gentle. She let him hold her and no longer pushed him away.
Yan Shang raised his face from her neck, his eyes were bright and misty. He said softly: "Actually...actually there was a time when I really thought about it, and I really had that kind of particularly bad thought."
Mu Wan shook: "Second Brother Yan would never have bad thoughts. What are you thinking about?"
He calmed down.
Mu Wanyao thought he would not say anything, so he leaned close to her ear again, speaking in a low voice, mixed with pain. He said, "There was a time when I really thought, what's the point of caring if everyone died. I just want you to live, as long as my teacher lives, as long as Yang Si lives. I just want you to live, and if others die, they die, what does it have to do with me."
Muwan was dazed.
She was going to look down at him.
But he buried his head behind her ears and neck, refusing to look up.
He hugged her waist tightly and whispered, "I can't say these words. I can't have these bad thoughts when I'm sober... I can only tell you quietly while I'm drunk. When I sober up, I won't say anything.
"Yaoyao, I just want you to be alive. In my heart, you are the most important, more important than anyone else, more important than the world, the country, the people...
"When I sober up...I won't admit it."
In the evening, the water shimmers in my eyes.
A storm was brewing in her heart as she let him hold her. This was the first time she heard him say this, and it might be the only time. Tomorrow he would not admit it, and tomorrow he would still tip the scales in favor of the country, the world, and the people.
But deep down in his heart, he said she ranked number one.
Mu Wan shook her eyes to hold back tears.
She suddenly smiled: "It's worth it."
Yan Shang's eyelashes trembled slightly under her ear, making her feel itchy.
Mu Wanyao was absorbed in her thoughts and focused: "I got the love I wanted, and I became the person I wanted to be. All my life, I will be glad that I held on to you tightly. You are the best gift God has given me."
She poured herself a glass of wine, and Yan Shang turned his head away, raising his face from her neck to look at her.
Mu Wan shook his head with great pride: "Salute to heaven and earth!"
Yan Shang propped his cheek with his hand and smiled at her. Seeing his arrogant wife holding up the wine glass, she didn't have the same delicate posture as him. She drank it all in one gulp, worthy of being a heroine. Yan Shang looked at her enviously, wondering when he could drink like her.
He was just admiring her when he saw Mu Wanyao's expression suddenly change, and she turned around and started vomiting.
Yan Shang panicked, his face changed, and he hurried to see her.
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That night, the princess's mansion invited imperial doctors, and three groups of imperial doctors came and went to check the eldest princess's pulse.
After discussing, several imperial doctors looked at the prince consort sitting on the bed, and the princess who was in his arms, with a pale face and listless spirit.
Mu Wan shook his head weakly: "Am I seriously ill again?"
She was quite depressed and hated her body.
After so many years of raising her, she usually jumps around when touched, but when something happens, she still falls down all of a sudden.
The imperial physician laughed, "What serious illness is there? Congratulations to your highness and your husband, this is a happy pulse."
The imperial physician was waiting for the princess and her husband to give them a reward.
The room fell into an eerie silence.
Several imperial doctors looked up in confusion and saw that Mu Wanyao and Yan Shang had strange expressions.
Mu Wanyao suspected that they were quacks: "Did they make a wrong diagnosis? How is that possible? I just got sick again."
Yan Shang also said: "Gentlemen, why don't you take another look?"
Imperial doctors: “…”
They were angry: "Can't we old men tell such a simple pulse? Do His Highness and the Prime Minister doubt our medical skills? If you don't trust us, why did you ask us to come here?"
Mu Wanyao insisted that they had made a wrong diagnosis, but Yan Shang kindly coaxed them to diagnose again.
In the end, it was still a happy pulse.
The couple looked at each other, both in a trance. Qiu Si was the quickest to react, happily leading the maids to ask for a reward: "Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations, Prime Minister! Your Highness, for such a happy event, you should give the gentlemen a red envelope."
Yan Shang came back to his senses and quickly said yes.
Yan Shang suppressed his confusion and thought about how Mu Wanyao could be pregnant. He sent the imperial physician out and unconsciously pulled him to a corner to ask him again if he had made a mistake. After learning that the other party had given repeated assurances, Yan Shang asked about the precautions.
The imperial physician sighed as he saw the young couple in such a trance. He had been checking the princess' pulse for many years, so he naturally knew how her health was. Moreover, Prime Minister Yan had been fed medicine by the old emperor in the past...
The imperial physician stroked his beard and smiled, "Prime Minister Yan, there is no need to doubt it. Perhaps the medicine really pushed back some of the pain, or perhaps Your Highness's body has recovered over the years... In short, Your Highness is really pregnant. It's just that Your Highness has had... well, this pregnancy may be difficult and she may even have miscarriages. You two must be extremely careful."
Yan Shang was stunned: "Will it be difficult?"
The imperial physician nodded.
Yan Shang thought for a moment, bowed to thank the imperial physician, and asked the maids to follow the imperial physician to prescribe medicine. He returned to his room and talked to Mu Wanyao worriedly about what the imperial physician had said.
Mu Wanyao put aside her suspicions and came to her senses. She was happy. When she heard that she might miscarry, she immediately covered her still flat belly nervously.
Yan Shang hesitated: "If that's the case, it's better to..."
Mu Wan shook: "No!"
Yan Shang laughed: "I haven't even said it yet, and you know what I'm going to say?"
Mu Wanyao: "You must be saying forget it, anyway you and I have accepted it, since the fetus is unstable, it's better for me to suffer less. But I don't want it, I want this child."
She was focused and stubborn. Afraid that Yan Shang still wanted to persuade her, she moved over to face Yan Shang and knelt on the bed.
Mu Wanyao held his face and let him look into her eyes: "I must give birth to a child for Brother Yan Er. I must have a child of our own. I will be very, very careful... Brother Yan Er will also take good care of me, right?
"We haven't even tried hard yet, why should we give up? I think I can endure this hardship, what are you afraid of?"
Yan Shang looked at her quietly.
He said, “Do you really want it that much?”
Mu Wanyao: "I want it very much, I want it so much, I want it so much that I'm going crazy! If there is no such thing, I can accept it, but if there is, I will never let it go! Second Brother Yan and I are so good, Second Brother Yan is so outstanding, and I am also so capable, why can't we have children?
"This is God's compensation to me. I want it no matter how hard it is!"
Yan Shang stopped talking, he bent down and held her in his arms.
Mu Wan rocked in his arms and muttered, "But if Father didn't give it to you... why can you still have a child?"
Yan Shang said absentmindedly: “Maybe the medicine was forced out a little.”
He frowned: "I don't know if it will affect the fetus."
Mu Wanyao also began to get nervous: "Then I won't drink anymore."
The two began to rejoice and began to discuss these things. There was an answer that they both forgot - perhaps as Liu Wenji said, he helped the couple without them knowing it.
But that's all in the past.
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In this way, another half year passed.
The peace talks between Wei and the Southern Barbarians were successful, and the officials of Wei were expecting Wei Shu to be promoted. Wei Shu was young and promising, so it was not a bad idea for him to be a prime minister.
What's more, Wei Shu represents the power of the aristocratic family.
The noble families secretly hoped that someone from the noble families would rise up and compete with Prime Minister Yan. However, Wei Shu submitted a memorial to the young emperor, requesting to be sent as an envoy again. Wei Shu did not care about the expectations and calculations of the noble families on him, he just did what he wanted to do.
The young man stated his ideas and said loudly in the court: "...Although the Southern Barbarians are pacified, the other countries are uneasy because of this. Moreover, the Great Wei has only negotiated terms with the Southern Barbarians, but the Southern Barbarians are poor and their specific conditions still need the people of the Great Wei to personally visit and take care of them. I am willing to be that person."
His elder brother was anxious for a moment, and immediately said in the court: "You will be away for several years and cannot come back! You have a bright future, why do you have to do this?"
Why not stay in the central government for a few years and wait to become prime minister? Why not marry, have children, and become a husband and a father?
Why is Wei Juyuan always like this!
Wei Shu arched his sleeves, turned towards Yan Shang, and saluted him: "Please approve my memorial, Prime Minister Yan. I made this choice for the sake of the people of Wei and the future of Wei. I do not want to have disputes in the court. My only wish is to do good things and not worry about the future."
Yan Shang looked at Wei Shu carefully, slowly helped him up, and said softly, "Minister Wei has a heart for his country and his family. How dare you not understand?"
The young emperor on the throne watched the exchanges between his ministers, and his blood boiled, and he shouted in his heart, "Great!" He couldn't wait to grow up, and couldn't wait to participate in the government affairs of these ministers - with so many powerful ministers, why wouldn't the Wei Dynasty prosper?
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At the beginning of the new year, Yan Shang presided over the new year's imperial examination. Wei Shu held the imperial seal and went on a grand mission with the little emperor seeing him off for ten miles.
Compared to the last time, Wei Shu became the chief envoy this time. He was ready to be away for several years, ten years, or even dozens of years...even if his whole life was filled with twists and turns.
It rains heavily in Chang'an in spring.
Yan Shang and the pregnant Mu Wanyao went to visit Princess Yuyang's family, and when they came back, they took a carriage back to the palace. The couple sat in the carriage and talked about some political affairs. Outside the carriage, a young scholar suddenly ran out from the alley, holding a scroll in his hand, and ran after the princess's carriage.
The scholar shouted: "Sir, Sir! I am here to present my manuscript to you! I met you at the last Beili banquet and you praised me. Do you remember?"
"Your Highness, Your Highness! Please help me with my poems! I heard that Your Highness is a famous talented woman. Please help me!"
Passersby on the street stopped and watched the scholar running after the princess's carriage like a drowned chicken. Passersby looked at him with sympathy, thinking that he must have no way to get to the princess's gate and could only stop a car on the road to chase him.
However, what are the status of Prime Minister Yan and the Grand Princess? How could they stop the car for an ordinary scholar?
Only this scholar was stubborn and kept chasing the car, shouting in despair and expectation:
"I have come up with a wonderful line! I saw an immortal in my dream last night, and the immortal gave me a line of poetry with great literary talent! This is a poem written by the immortal, not by me, but by the immortal! Prime Minister, Your Highness, please listen to it..."
He couldn't catch up with the carriage, and he felt sad and gradually stopped. He stared blankly at the carriage going away, and when he had given up hope, the carriage stopped.
He saw Yan Shang holding an umbrella and helping Mu Wan get off the car together.
The couple turned around and looked at this poor scholar.
Yan Shang smiled: "Didn't you come up with a good line by chance? Didn't the immortal give you the poem? You shouted so loudly, why not let me and His Highness listen to it."
After Mu Wanyao became pregnant, her temperament became much gentler and her temper gradually improved, as if she really had some maternal love. She also smiled at the poor scholar along with Yan Shang: "You read."
The rain was falling sideways, the alley was wet, and the scholar was greatly excited.
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Yan Xiaozhou was in Liaodong. After meeting Yang Si's parents, he settled down here.
She went out to collect herbs during the day, followed the doctor to see patients, and came back at night to chat with the two old people. Yang Si's parents advised her not to do so, but she smiled and said that she was very happy and content.
The mountains are majestic and the scenery is lush and green.
Yan Xiaozhou stood in the mountain stream, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, with Han Shuxing following behind her. She was walking on the mountain road with a cane, and it was difficult to walk. Suddenly, something fell. She didn't notice that it was Han Shuxing behind her who picked it up for her.
Han Shuxing: "Girl, you dropped something."
Yan Xiaozhou looked back in confusion, and her eyes suddenly became still. She saw that in Han Shuxing's hand, there was a small golden bell with the golden pill removed.
After the golden pill was removed from the bell, it would no longer ring. It would no longer make a clear sound, and would no longer affect the soldiers on the battlefield or alarm the enemy.
Yan Xiaozhou looked down at the bell, then slowly reached out and held the bell in her palm. She rubbed the bell against her cheek and closed her eyes.
The mountains and fields are covered with clouds and mist.
She thought of that man, who said he liked to hear her voice the most. He liked to hear her voice the most, so she gave him the bell.
What is love in this life?
Can it be ground away or forgotten? Can it disappear or be engraved in the heart?
Is it like a torrent of water, unforgettable, or is it like the constant flow of spring water, endless?
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