Chapter 1591 Are you still not going to accompany me?
"The Emperor, will he go to Yumen Pass?"
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Nan Yan looked at her for a while before saying, "Didn't you hear what the emperor said just now?"
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"You're not the only one worried about Ye Zheng. The Emperor cares about him as much as any of us."
"But I—"
Ran Xiaoyu's voice was trembling. She said to Nan Yan, "I'm worried about him."
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"Ye Zheng, could he be—already dead?"
“…”
"I want to go see him."
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"The Emperor will go, won't he?"
Hearing that she was completely incoherent, Nan Yan felt as if her heart was being pricked by needles.
She knew too well the warm and even gentle heart beneath Ran Xiaoyu's stubborn mask. This girl was actually not as strong as she pretended to be. If she were really that strong, she wouldn't have to put on such a hard mask.
I wouldn't be so panicked at this time.
Nan Yan gently comforted her, "Don't worry for now."
“…”
"Ye Zheng is fine."
"But--"
"Listen to me."
Nan Yan held Ran Xiaoyu's cold hand tightly, as if to give her her strength and pass on her body temperature to her. She said in a deep voice: "Ye Zheng is fine, at least for now, he is fine."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her with wide eyes and said, "My Lady, how did you know?"
Nan Yan said, "I just read the urgent letter he sent over 800 miles."
"Then, didn't he ask someone else to write it?"
"The words were written by someone else, but the tone of the letter was his own."
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"That is to say, he is at least still lucid and can write down everything in an orderly manner and hand it over to the emperor."
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"As long as the person is still conscious, then he will be fine."
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"What do you think?"
Ran Xiaoyu was still trembling slightly.
But when she heard Nan Yan's gentle and low voice, speaking to her so seriously, she calmed down a little.
Just now, when she heard Zhu Feng say that Ye Zheng might be injured and didn't even have the strength to hold a pen, an image of a person lying in a pool of blood, covered in wounds, appeared in her mind. The scene, like a nightmare, terrified her.
However, Nan Yan was right.
At least he was still awake.
Moreover, the urgent letter sent over 800 miles only informed Zhu Feng that the Parthian Empire had sent envoys to the Great Yan Dynasty, and there was no other news.
As the governor-general of Shazhouwei, Ye Zheng was in charge of both military and political affairs. If he was really on his deathbed, Shazhouwei was such an important place, and the bandits in Reyuewan were so arrogant, how could he not cause chaos?
But, at least for now, no such news has come.
In other words, he can still be in charge of Shazhouwei.
Thinking of this, Ran Xiaoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When she looked up at Nan Yan again, she had regained some of her sanity and blushed unconsciously. She quickly stood up and said softly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have lost my composure."
Nan Yan looked at her with a smile.
Then he said, "It's not a bad thing to show your true feelings."
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"That at least represents a person, and there is true love."
Under normal circumstances, Ran Xiaoyu would have gritted her teeth and tried her best to refute her words, but at this moment, she had just shown that she cared about Ye Zheng so much, so it seemed difficult to say anything.
I could only lower my head with a red face.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry too much. Calm down."
“…”
"There are still many things for you to do."
Ran Xiaoyu was stunned and looked up at her: "What?"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Silly girl, since the emperor is already preparing to go on an inspection tour of the Seven Guards in Guanxi, then we must also prepare to accompany him, and of course we must pack well."
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"This time, it's different from going to Jinling."
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"That place is a harsh environment, and there are bandits everywhere. Moreover, the Parthian Empire has sent envoys, so I'm afraid there will be more trouble. We must be prepared and make sure nothing goes wrong."
Ran Xiaoyu immediately said, "I understand. I will go down and do it right away."
"Well, go ahead."
Ran Xiaoyu immediately turned around and walked away.
Nan Yan sat on the couch, looking at Ran Xiaoyu's back. The smile on her face slowly faded, replaced by a deep gloom in her eyes.
Shazhouwei...Yumen Pass...
Thermidor...Sand Bandits...
The Parthian Envoy...
It seems that the situation is much more complicated than I had expected.
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In the next few days, Nan Yan was unable to see Zhu Feng.
Of course she knew that managing a country was completely different from managing a family. As long as there were people in this country, there would be constant big and small things to do. Even if she was only a moderately competent emperor, she would have to deal with hundreds of things every day.
There is no time to rest at all.
What's more, after the New Year holiday, there are a lot of things piled up in various places that need to be reported one by one. He must deal with all the things before he travels.
Next, how to travel is also a big problem.
The Parthian Empire was the largest country in the Western Regions. Over the past few hundred years, it had maintained good relations with the Central Plains. However, after Emperor Gao ascended the throne, he closed the country's borders and cut off exchanges with the Western Regions. This time, in order to reconcile, they took the initiative to send special envoys. This meeting was a very important signpost for the Great Yan Dynasty and the countries in the Western Regions.
All the countries in the Western Regions are watching to see what the future holds.
Therefore, Zhu Feng had to carefully choose the officials who would accompany him on his trip.
These days, he was either reviewing memorials in the Imperial Study or discussing important matters with several cabinet ministers in the cabinet.
After all, state affairs cannot be abandoned.
As before, when he left the capital, he had to arrange some things in advance. During his absence, the ministers in charge of the state would handle everything according to his plan, and when he came back, he would just check the results.
This is the previous setting of the Seven Guards of Guanxi, including some other things.
All were handed over to He Yi.
However, before, He Yi was alone and almost vomited blood from exhaustion. Now that he has a cabinet, he can finally reduce some of the burden.
Even so, He Yi hardly slept a wink these past few days.
That day, as he walked to the door of the cabinet, he looked up and saw a familiar figure.
It was none other than Chen Yilu, who was also a cabinet minister.
It is impossible for him to enter the cabinet as a commoner. Zhu Feng had already promoted him to the head of the Ministry of Revenue. In the past few days, he has been working around the clock with Zhu Feng.
When the two met, they smiled and bowed to each other.
"Master Heyi."
"Master Chen."
Chen Yiliu said, "Master Heyi has been really tired these past few days."
He Yi shook his head and smiled, "I can't help it. I'm eating your salary."
Chen Yiliu said with a smile, "When the Emperor goes to Guanxi this time, Master Heyi will not accompany him?"
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