Said Bi Huangjian took out a scroll of imperial decree from his sleeve and said, "Your Majesty ordered it to be revealed by the two of you in person, so I will not declare it."
Seeing the imperial decree is like seeing Li Yanqiu, the two need to kneel, Huang Jian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty personally ordered, but don't kneel."
Duan Ling thought to himself that his uncle was really wise, and it was okay to kneel on the imperial decree. Kneeling in front of Huang Jian would be too embarrassing in the future.
Wu Du's expression was as if he wanted to say "count him interesting". Duan Ling stopped Wu Du with a quick look, took the imperial decree and opened it. After reading it carefully, he said, "I've given you an official title. You have done a good job in expelling the prisoners, and I'll seal the crown prince... young master."
"Oh." Wu Du said, "The minister accepts the order."
This time Wu Du's official position was the highest in the hall, Huang Jian had to stand up and salute him, politely. Duan Ling didn't give a reward, and Li Yanqiu knew that he didn't need it, so he didn't mention it.
"What did your majesty say?" Duan Ling asked in disappointment.
"Your Majesty said." Huang Jian replied, "You must manage well in Hebei and spread grace for him."
Duan Ling nodded, knowing that Li Yanqiu was implying that it was not time to go back.
Not long after, Duan Ling summoned his subordinate officials to report to Huang Jian one by one. In fact, as a prince, he can send Huang Jian off with just two words, even if he goes back and reads his own book of "arrogant words", there will be no problem.
But from the bottom of his heart, he admired this senior brother very much and wanted to hear his advice.
Of course, as for a certain day in the future, Huang Jian knew the inside story, and thought that the prince had given him a job description, and he didn't know how he felt.
Huang Jian listened attentively and asked questions from time to time. The debriefing went on for two days, and at the end, all the details were finalized, and it was not over.
"I'm leaving now." After lunch the next day, Huang Jian took the manuscript from Duan Ling, but he didn't want to delay for a moment.
"How many days?" Duan Ling asked in surprise.
"No, I'm on the road now, and I'll be able to enter Shandong in seven days," Huang Jian replied.
Duan Ling prepared local souvenirs to give to Huang Jian, but he didn't want to take out the gold bars to try him. However, Huang Jian refused to accept any of them, saying, "I heard that you have a good pulse. I will prepare some medicine for your sister-in-law who has never been there in the future."
Duan Ling smiled and said, "Already engaged? Come, I'll see you off."
Duan Ling personally sent Huang Jian out of the city. Huang Jian said, "Within five years, Hebei will definitely rise again. As long as the Yuan people don't come, this place can be compared with Huaiyin."
Duan Ling hurriedly remarked, and Huaiyin has been operating for three generations, how can it be compared with Huaiyin? He still has this self-awareness. But Duan Ling didn't want to dominate one side either. After all, he wasn't a prince. He just hoped that when he returned to Jiangzhou in the future, the one sent by him was not a corrupt official.
"He didn't take anything." Duan Ling couldn't help but sigh when he returned to the mansion.
"Young people are like this." Fei Hongde laughed. "After thirty or forty years, maybe there will be changes."
Duan Ling thought that Mr. Fei was always telling the truth, and he didn't know how to answer it. Wu Du replied: "You can just say a few words to him, what have you been doing for so long?"
"We need to recruit troops, and we need to change the land tax." Duan Ling said, "It's better to talk about it in detail."
When spring came, Duan Ling was actually very nervous. He wanted to meet everyone, and he would pull out his thoughts once, and he needed the approval of others. It seemed that only in this way could he be reassured.
During the spring ploughing, he went to patrol five or six times a month, and he was about to go up to open the altar in person to ask for rain. Fortunately, God did not make things difficult for him, the rain that should have fallen, and there were no droughts or floods in the summer. So Duan Ling began to worry about the plague of locusts again.
"It won't be so easy to cause a locust plague." Wu Du said, "It used to be at most once every seven or eight years. What are you so worried about?"
Duan Ling was worried every day, thinking about when it would stop when it rained; When the cicadas began to call, and the north officially entered summer, it had been nearly a year since I left Jiangzhou, and there should be no more problems, so I slowly calmed down.
On this day, a messenger came from the Liao Kingdom and brought the real news of Yelu Zong.
"How is your Majesty?" Duan Ling asked.
There were only Duan Ling, Fei Hongde, and Wu Du in the hall. It was very hot in the morning, the air seemed to be freezing, and there was no wind at all.
The letter said in Liao language: "Your Highness, the matter is very important, please open the letter alone."
Fei Hongde was about to get up and leave when he heard the words, but Duan Ling said it was okay, Fei Hongde and Wu Du were the only people he could trust. letter.
The hall was silent except for Duan Ling's voice of opening the letter.
"Han Weiyong is down." Duan Ling said.
The messenger took out another book, the genealogy of Cai Yan, and placed it in front of Duan Ling.
"What did you find?" Wu Du knew that Yelu Zongzhen's order must be unusual.
"A letter..." Duan Ling's voice trembled and said, "A letter to and from Yubi Guan, Han Bin."
The hall was silent again.
In Jiangzhou in June, the sound of cicadas almost drowned out human voices.
"How is your Majesty?" Mu Jinzhi asked after passing through the corridor.
"I just drank the sour plum soup to relieve the heat." The palace maid replied in a low voice, "I'm resting."
"Go and call the prince over to serve him, and say that His Majesty passed him on." Mu Jinzhi said, "It's too hot today, so take some iced sour plum soup and prepare it for the prince as well."
The palace maid answered "yes" and went to invite it. Cai Yan's face was flushed from the heat, and he really had no intention of political affairs. Li Yanqiu had fallen asleep for the past few days. After the summer, he lost his appetite, and the memorial was sent to the East Palace.
"Hebei is recruiting." Cai Yan said.
Feng Duo replied: "When he returns, the minister will take him personally. If he fails again this time, the minister will not come back."
Cai Yan didn't say anything else. In fact, he was inexplicably accustomed to this kind of anxious life. At first he suspected that Duan Ling was like a cannonball that could explode at any time, but later found out that he had become a squib. He was certain that Duan Ling would not dare to let Mu Kuangda know his identity. He knew too much about the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Long-term employment is also strange. It has not appeared for more than half a year, and Changliu-jun has no idea where he went. What are these people doing
After the beginning of the spring, Cai Yan heard a bit of wind, which came from Huaiyin. It is said that Yaohou suspected that Mu Kuangda was going to rebel, and Mu Kuangda had to send Changliu Jun to prove his loyalty.
None of the assassins sent out years ago came back. Cai Yan didn't dare to move casually any more. He was ready to kill Duanling on his way back to Jiangzhou. If you really can't kill it, you can only think of other ways.
It was just a bunch of trash. Cai Yan was a little dizzy from the heat. He had never encountered such a sweltering heat in Shangjing before, and the floods last year were not as hot as this year.
A palace maid was talking outside, and Lang Junxia came in and said, "Your Majesty has called you."
Cai Yan was about to visit him. After returning this year, Li Yanqiu's health was up and down. It is said that he suffered a cold when he went to Huaiyin years ago, and coughed for several months in the spring. The reason for going to Huaiyin, Feng Duo analyzed for a long time, thought it was to deal with Mu Kuangda.
But it's been more than half a year, and I haven't seen any action from my uncle. Most of them are rumored.
Cai Yan walked through the corridor absentmindedly and came to Li Yanqiu's bedroom, where he whispered, "Fourth Uncle".
Li Yanqiu lay on the couch, coughed a few times, and said, "Emperor? Come in."
Cai Yan went in, and the maid placed a bowl of sour plum soup. Cai Yan was thirsty and just picked up the bowl. Seeing Li Yanqiu was looking at him, he took it and asked, "Fourth Uncle, would you like some water?"
Li Yanqiu shook his head, and Cai Yan put down the bowl. After thinking about it, he still ordered someone to fetch water for His Majesty to drink.
Li Yanqiu leaned against the head of the bed, with loose hair and pale lips, and said, "Fourth Uncle just now dreamed of your father."
Cai Yan said: "It's been too hot recently, and the fourth uncle has not slept well. He thinks every day and dreams at night."
"It's almost his death anniversary again." Li Yanqiu closed his eyes and murmured, "Tell me about your father's past. Fourth uncle misses him."
Cai Yan picked up and said a few things about learning swords in the past, and then made up a few more things. For example, Li Jianhong took himself to buy books, selected the four treasures of the study, and took him to go green. And in Shangjing, many people want to tell their daughter to a widower or something like him.
Li Yanqiu just listened quietly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Cai Yan talked for a while, and seeing that Li Yanqiu was asleep, he stepped forward and pulled the quilt over him to cover him.
But at this moment, he noticed one thing - the red rope that Li Yanqiu tied around his neck was gone.
"Fourth Uncle?" Cai Yan said softly, reaching out across the single shirt and touching Li Yanqiu's chest, Yu Huang, who was supposed to be there, has disappeared. With doubts, Cai Yan suddenly realized something—he couldn't feel Li Yanqiu's breath.
He bent his fingers and tried it in front of Li Yanqiu's nose, but Li Yanqiu had stopped breathing.
Duan Ling was digging the core of the plum with Wu Du in the courtyard. After digging out, he threw the flesh of the plum into a glass bottle, ready to drink wine.
Lin Yunqi's hair was messy. He had just woken up. He hurried into the inner courtyard and almost tripped, looking at Duan Ling.
"Sir..." Lin Yunqi said in a trembling voice, "There is news from the south."
"What's wrong?" Duan Ling wiped his hands and said nothing for a while.
Lin Yunqi said, "Seven days ago... Your Majesty passed away."
Duan Ling instantly made a "hum" in his head and stood blankly. Wu Du replied, "I know, you go down."
The officials here all know that Duan Ling was blessed by God and favored by Li Yanqiu, and everything was sent to the court without approval. Lin Yunqi guessed that when Duan Ling heard the news, there should be a big cry, but he didn't expect that he was just standing, gasping for breath.
"Let you go down!" Wu Du got angry and said angrily, "What are you standing for?"
Lin Jingyu hurriedly bowed and saluted and backed out. As soon as the person left, Wu Ducai immediately stood up, hugged Duan Ling, and asked him to sit down.
"Not dead." Wu Du whispered in his ear, "Don't cry, it's all fake, fake!"
Duan Ling could no longer hear any sound, and Wu Du repeated it several times, kneading his tiger's mouth to help him wake up, and said, "Your fourth uncle is still there, just acting! Don't be afraid!"
Duan Ling gradually came back to his senses, feeling that for a moment, his heart beat so black that his eyes were black, and he almost fainted.