Chapter 52: Follow the emperor to have meat (47-48)

Yuwenyin was a little startled.

He couldn't help turning his eyes to the side, and glanced in the direction of Canggu extending beyond the car window.

Is it true that the Xiao family, as the rumors said, will seal their memories in their lifelong cultivation bases after death, so as to pass them on?

Thinking of this, the man's eyebrows furrowed, and the magnificent eyes flashed with sorrow.

He tightened the soft ball in his arms again.

Then, doesn't she have to endure a lot of things.

No wonder he was so stupid when he was young.

"...Ayin..."

A name that I had never heard before came slowly along with the soft nasal sound.

Xiang Xing blinked his eyes worriedly, raised his soft white fingers, and gently rubbed Yu Wenyin's eyebrows.

Pink lips pressed slightly, "Don't worry about Xing'er, Xing'er is fine..."

"What do you call me?"

Yu Wenyin dropped his eyes somewhat unexpectedly.

Seeing the little guy panicked, he straightened up quickly.

She bulged her tuanzi face baffledly, and her eyes quickly filled with each other.

Nuonuo said, "Uncle Huang, don't you? I don't like this title..."

"how come!"

The man suddenly seemed ecstatic, and his thin lips couldn't help but outline.

He suddenly raised his hand and cupped the girl's tender face.

With that charming tenderness, she domineeringly sealed her next words.

The sweetness of the lily adzuki bean cake suddenly flooded.

...

He arbitrarily for a while before slowly letting go.

He smiled low against the bright and white small forehead.

"I'm very happy, you would call me that..."

This is much easier than my sister.

At least, this name brings him closer to her heart, doesn't it.

Moreover, in the world, it is estimated that she is the only one who dares to scream like this.

This old uncle of the Great You Dynasty called the wind and the rain, suddenly gave himself a name that was exclusive to her, and felt very happy and contented.

I can't wait to hug her back to the mansion and listen to her whispering every day, day and night.

Thinking about it, the man's eyes sank.

It's also time to go back and collect the net.

...

At the same time, in the palace.

Facing the entire row of ministers in front of him, Yu Wenhong's forcibly calm appearance was panicked.

What they have reported these days is the quarterly tax situation, the imperial capital moat and dam repair plan, the southern locust plague control measures, the post-disaster handling of the East China Sea, the Xiyi country will ask for friendly business exchanges...

These things...how he didn't remember any of them!

Thinking about it, it seems that the emperor's uncle has done all sorts of countermeasures first, and then negotiated with the Second Phase and Sixth Department to come up with an excellent plan before submitting it.

And he, because he trusted the emperor, did not review it more, so he put the seal of quasi-play.

In the final analysis, it seems that I did not use psychological politics, so that it would be messed up as it is now...

"……emperor!"

Seeing that today's emperor is still indifferent, Master Shang Shuqi of Hubu couldn't help it anymore, arched his body and took a step forward.

Boldly said, "The minister has been asking for three days on the tax situation in that quarter. Please be sure to give an answer today. Now... we can't delay it!"

Seeing Hubu Shangshu's first battle, other ministers also hurriedly followed up.

"Yes, my lord, the locust plague must also make arrangements for disaster relief..."

"Donghai too..."

"It is said that the envoys of the Xiyi Kingdom have eaten fat in Zuixianlou..."

"That's it!"

Listening to the babble, Yu Wenhong couldn't help but slap the handle of the dragon chair impatiently.

He swept the ministers coldly, and hummed:

"I'm already watching it! And I just want to ask you why these things that sound like a long backlog, but you all reported them on the same day?"

"Do you want to be so busy with me!"

"...The emperor calms down his anger."

The ministers could only knelt down one after another with sad expressions.

In my mind, it is clear that you, the emperor, have had a lot of waves in the past few days. The day before yesterday, I went to the General’s Mansion to enjoy the rose, and yesterday I competed with the concubine in the Gui’an Hall...

As a result, all the affairs have been delayed and the deadline has been reached.

However, they really didn't dare to say such rebellious words.

Only in my heart, calling affectionately to my dear prince.

Lord, come back soon.

If you don't come back, Da You will almost be unable to hold it!

Huh!

...

Unfortunately, the ministers had not had time to wait for the return of the dear prince, but something went wrong in the imperial capital first.

The envoy of the Xiyi Kingdom who lived in Zuixianlou suddenly disappeared while taking a walk after dinner one day!

The imperial guard overturned the emperor's three floors and couldn't find it, but the matter was quickly passed back to Xiyi, which alarmed the king of Xiyi.

The king of Xiyi was so angry that he uttered cruel words, if he couldn't find the trace of the Xiyi envoy after seven days, he would send his troops to attack Dayou.

But before the news came to the palace, the people in the imperial capital knew it first, and they were instantly panicked.

Yu Wenhong was also panicked. After all, people were really not seen under his nose. If this battle really fought, he would have no reason to refute it.

He had no choice but to get off the court himself, leading the Imperial Guards and Xiang Jiajun, with the imperial capital as the center, spreading cobweb searches.

However, as the two armies left the imperial capital, some spies from enemy nations and civil rebel forces lurking around the imperial capital began to move around.

The imperial city is empty, and the big city is only guarded by Xiang Zhongyi. Isn't this a good time for them to attack in one fell swoop?

...

"...The emperor, the emperor!"

Two hundred miles away in the western suburbs of the imperial capital, in front of the imperial camp, a guard hurried over, opened the tent curtain, and rushed in directly.

"Bold! Why didn't you just barge in!"

Grandpa Zhuang scolded him angrily, but was quickly stopped by Yu Wenhong.

He looked at the panicked guard with a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

Asked hurriedly, "What's the matter?"

"The emperor, return to the emperor..."

The guard seemed to be exhausted, one of his legs collapsed and knelt down, and wailed, "The imperial capital and the imperial capital are surrounded by and surrounded by many unknown forces...!"

"what?!"

Yu Wenhong stood up abruptly, his eyes widened, staring at him in disbelief, "Didn't the emperor have General Xiang, guard with some of the troops I left behind!"

"Could it be that King Xiyi didn't want to wait anymore and started to wave his troops!"

Father Zhuang was so scared that the flowers were shaking, his hands trembling wildly, "Oh, my lord, what can I do..."

"What else can I do!...Hurry up and pass on my will, stop the search, and get back to you quickly!"

...

Sure enough, the closer Yu Wenhong got to the imperial capital, there were more strange troops or assassin organizations rushing out of the surrounding area.

Moreover, the offensive was so violent that he had begun to lose his troops before returning to the capital.

When he rushed to the gate of the imperial capital in embarrassment, almost only Xiang Jiajun was left to protect him.

The strange thing is that although the gates of the imperial capital were closed, the horn of martial law was blown continuously.

But compared with the ambush he encountered along the way...

It was inexplicably calm.