Red lacquer gate, mighty stone lion.

The Yimen Gate had already opened, and Yang Qiong and Awei led the guards and servants to the sides, with no passionate words or grand ceremony, only hazy eyes and heartfelt smiles.

Stepping onto the steps, Yang Qiong wanted to kneel down and kowtow first, but was stopped by Qingyan.

"During this period, you have worked hard for everything in the royal palace."

"The responsibility of a humble position is that you should not have to work hard. I just regret not being able to follow the prince to fight on the battlefield and cut dozens of Hu dogs' heads." The cold-faced man who was silent like Yang Qiong burst into tears at this moment.

"It's a blessing for you to be here."

Qingyan stepped into the high threshold, just like when he first returned here, the familiar environment, the same cold weather, and the old man waiting in front of him, but there was a woman who married a wife next to him.

"Grandmother, grandson is unfilial, which makes you always worried and frightened."

On this kneeling, Qingyan fantasized countless times in his heart, just because he was afraid that he would never see his grandmother again and could not repay his kindness like a mountain.

The lady also recalled the early morning two years ago. The difference was that the boy who was kneeling on his knees in front of him had become a man who stood tall.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, get up quickly, the ground is too cold." The lady left Dong Zhao's support and personally helped Qingyan up.

"This battle destroyed the reputation of the father and the entire army was wiped out. The grandson had already lost all his thoughts and did not want to enter the temple for a second and stay away from the secular world. But just outside the city gate of Jinling, the grandson understood a truth. The greatness of the father was not to cut off many heads of the Hu people, but to stand up in a critical moment in Nanzhao. No matter how strong the storm and the difficulty of the storm, they would never bow their eyebrows. Therefore, the grandson decided that no matter how hard or painful it was in the future, as long as it still exists, they would inherit the ambition of the father, protect the country's ten thousand miles, and prolong the country forever."

Zhao Jing and others behind Qingyan also heard all this sentence. At this point, the big stone in their hearts was truly overwhelmed. With this sentence, it means that Qingyan will not abandon Nan Zhao and leave.

Everyone has different thoughts in their hearts, and the same is endless joy and touching.

"Grandma knows that you have experienced too much pain in these days, but it is not as good as watching Pao Ze die one by one. In fact, Ce'er was just the same back then. After the triumphant battle, shed tears for a whole day in her arms in her arms. "The lady recalled the past and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Grandma, it's cold outside, let's go in and talk with you." Zhao Ling'er stepped forward and put the Grandma's arm on her. She had missed such a situation during this period.

.....

Except for a few people who are close to each other, the other ministers or relatives and friends who are interested in the journey to return home temporarily, and there is still time to get close to each other in the future.

In the main hall, the lady was sitting in the head, pulling Zhao Ling'er and Hanxu to ask if she had been bullied by Yi during this period.

"Your Highness of the King of Wu, Qing Yan took action to rescue Ling'er and tore up the newly signed alliance. All the consequences will be borne by the old man. Don't make things difficult for the brother and sister." The grandmother knew what happened. When the time came to take over Yinping County, it meant that everything was powerless to make things happen. Unexpectedly, his grandson not only did not die, but also snatched his sister back.

But then again, although the alliances and credit between countries are not as important as imagined, it will also cause a significant impact on the aspiring talents hidden in the countryside. Who dares to easily be loyal to a court without credibility? The most important thing is that if you get the dowry and your new wife is taken back to your parents' home, it is irrelevant to say anything.

"Don't worry, the old lady, it was the decision made by my father at the beginning. As a minister, I cannot refute it at all. But when my father left, the ministers also recommended me to be in charge. Naturally, I will be the one who is in charge of Nan Zhao. I said Qingyan did the right thing, that is, it is right. I regret that I did not break into Yecheng with my good brother and killed him, so the old lady must not say anything else." Zhao Jing bowed and respected the old man as always.

"I know that for Qingyan and Ling'er, your highness has no choice but to use two armies to go north to support him. Even the Shangguan Marquis of Fengmanlou went there personally. I can't repay all kinds of kindnesses by my side. All I can do is to try my best to relieve Qingyan, the child, and not let him do anything stupid." The grandmother looked at Qingyan with loving eyes.

At this time, Dong Zhao, who had been obedient and silent, walked up to him.

"Plop"

Dong Zhao knelt down in front of Shangguan Feiyan's throne.

This kneeling made everyone exclaim, and even a master who reacted like Qingyan did not react at the first time.

Shangguan Feiyan was the first to wake up. She quickly turned sideways from the seat and wanted to help Dong Zhao up from the side, but the other party was unmoved.

"Miss Shangguan, I know that if you were not in Xiliang, my husband would have ended up with no bones. After his accident, you were the first person to set out from Jinling and go to Xiliang alone. I also know that for this matter, you would not hesitate to make poison and use the Lieyang Order. There is no need to say much about the difficulties along the way. You have never left him. Your father, Marquis of Lord Yun, has put life and death aside in Yecheng to win time for Qingyan. I, Dong Zhao, cannot repay the great kindness of the Shangguan family. If there is any order, my life will be yours."

The calm tone was completely opposite to Dong Zhao's mood at this time.

She was really grateful for everything Shangguan and his daughter did to Qingyan. In order to take care of their grandmother, she was patient with the urge to go to Xiliang. When she learned from Zhao Jing what Shangguan Feiyan did, she was both happy and helpless. She was happy that Qingyan was pulled back by Shangguan Feiyan in front of the Gate of Ghost. The helpless thing was that this person was not her, the princess who stood shoulder to shoulder.

Pride is like a phoenix, which is synonymous with Dong Zhao, but the distinction between love and hate is her persistence in her bones.

For her husband, she can lower her head and give up her dignity without hesitation.

Qingyan's steps were also paused by this sentence, but after a moment, he quickly stepped forward to help his wife up.

"The Shangguan family is indeed as kind as a mountain to me, and I cannot refuse to repay it, but it is not your own business, Zhaoer. We, the couple, plan carefully in the future and how to repay them." Qingyan touched his wife again after many days, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, we will say anything later. And I do this voluntarily and I can't afford your gift." Shangguan Feiyan saw the other party standing up, and she let out a secret breath. Even if she wanted to break her head, she wouldn't have expected that Dong Zhao would kneel down, and at most she would expect that it would be fine to say a few words of gratitude.

Before this, Shangguan Feiyan was a little jealous of this genuine princess. She didn't know when it started, maybe after Xichuan came back. Whenever she thought that there were no one among the four people who had traveled through the world a few years ago, Shangguan Feiyan sighed helplessly. If there were five people at the beginning, the princess's destination was still unknown.

"What Feiyan said is, Zhaoer, what you did just now, even my grandmother was shocked." The grandmother waved and called Dong Zhao in front of her.

Since entering the main hall, Zhao Jing has been observing Qingyan. If he told the grandma about the conspiracy and the battle at Shirenshan more than 20 years ago, he would take all the responsibilities on his shoulders without hesitation.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't find any signs of Qingyan talking about this. I was a little confused. Logically, even though the too-wife was old and could not bear too much blow, these things were too serious. As the hostess who stood side by side in the royal palace, we should also be informed of it in terms of emotion and reason.

Qingyan did not mention it, so Zhao Jing naturally would not add to it. He thought that he would have a chance to have a frank look with his good brothers in the future.

.....

It was night, a familiar bedside.

Dong Zhao served Qingyan's broad clothes. She was very slow, as if she cherished the time she was now.

"Zhao'er, you have to be like you, so you won't be able to make a rooster crow?" Qing Yan was thinking of doing it himself, but Dong Zhao behind him refused to rely on it and insisted on her to do it.

When they finally lay on the gums after spending a lot of effort, the two of them looked at the hollow carvings above their heads, and neither of them spoke first.

"You said, was our mother the same as me just now?" Dong Zhao was the first to break the silence.

The mother in his mouth is naturally the mother of both parties, and they are both princesses. The meaning of the words is very clear, which means whether the wife cherishes the time when she snuggles up to each other when she returns home for a lifetime, just like before.

"Maybe it, but then again, my father-in-law's temperament really can't stand it, and I can't pick up my mother-in-law." Qing Yan put his arms around and relaxed to the extreme.

"Don't talk nonsense. My father is ungrateful and has a hot temper on weekdays, but he looks like a little lamb next to his mother. Do you think it's strange?" Dong Zhao felt very happy when he recalled his childhood happy time.

After the two looked at each other, Qingyan stepped forward to kiss Dong Zhao's cheek and sighed: "At the beginning, I really thought I couldn't come back. Every time I took a step, there seemed to be a deep abyss in front of me."

Dong Zhao gently held Qingyan's right palm and said softly: "You haven't talked to me yet what you encountered after going to war."

.....

The next day, a regular court meeting.

Originally, Zhao Jing had already told Qingyan to have a good rest and wait for news from Qin Mu and others, but he was still dressed neatly when the rooster crowed and walked towards Tongji Gate under Dong Zhao's gaze.

"Brother-in-law, come and have a bowl of wontons."

The owner of the wonton stall who was adding boiling water was shocked. Of course, he knew the grand occasion of the crowd yesterday, but he did not expect to see the king of shoulder-to-shoulder king again the next day.

"Okay, Prince! Please wait!"

I sang countless shouts, but this time I was the happiest.

The familiar seats, the familiar smell, Qingyan started to eat them with a delicious taste. During the period, I looked around and didn't find the boy selling buns.

When Yu Guang saw his father-in-law standing beside him, he looked at him at a loss. Qingyan smiled and said, "We are all so familiar. What's wrong with opening up? What do you want to say but it's okay to say it."

"Yes, there is something I want to beg the prince, but I don't know how to speak." The father-in-law stood in front of Qingyan, regardless of the boiling water that had already boiled on the stove, and was a little disgusted.

"In this way, if my father-in-law feels embarrassed to speak, please treat this bowl of wontons as a treat. In this way, you can speak it out. As the saying goes, "You eat people with short mouths." Qing Yan drank all the soup in the bowl and wiped the corners of his mouth.

No matter how long it has passed, the prince is still that prince.

This is the most thought in my father-in-law.

"Actually, this is the case. Caomin has a son who has been obsessed with fighting and getting into battle since he was a child. He has been fiddling with these things at home for so many years." Speaking of this, the father-in-law carefully observed Qingyan's expression.

"Oh? It turns out that he is an aspiring young man. His father-in-law is so happy. He has such a promising son. But then again, since he likes the military, why don't he join the military? Is he still young?"

"The prince is like a god. Caomin is old and has a child. That child is only seventeen years old this year."

Qingyan said in confusion: "Seventeen years old? He is already at the age of joining the army, but what is the secret of it?"

The father-in-law's eyes were a little wet and he choked and said, "The child's life was in a miserable state. He suffered a serious illness before the end of the month, which led to the inability to communicate with others normally, that is, he was a mute."

After hearing this, Qingyan finally understood why the other party spoke for a long time. It turned out that the child was suffering from a defect. In this way, there was no possibility of joining the army. How could a person who could not speak feel at ease to hand over his back to the other party? If there was an enemy, he would not even be able to warn him.

"What my father-in-law means is, want me to think of a solution?"

"For example, if the prince feels in a difficult situation, he will be a grass-roots person and say nothing. Although the child cannot speak, he has always regarded him as a god. Even if he cannot join the army, he will be a wish to bring him to see the world next time." The father-in-law waved his hands repeatedly and secretly scolded himself for being confused today. Who doesn't know that the Huweiying Ying is an iron army, how could he accommodate his congenital disabled children?

Qingyan quickly comforted and said, "Brother-in-law, don't get me wrong. Actually, I don't mean to look down on Mr. Ling, but his condition really makes me embarrassed. But just like I said just now, I've been the leader of the Huwei Camp for so long. Today I will be willful. At the time of Mao tomorrow, let him go to the Sanqiao Lake station to find Shi Zhan. As long as he can pass his level, Mr. Ling will be my brother's robes."

"Your Majesty is serious?" The father-in-law's trembling tone showed how excited he was at this time. Thinking of his miserable child and his stubborn temperament, he choked even more violently.

"Although I am not a true gentleman with a word, you still won't deceive me. As long as he gets the recognition of Shi Zhan, it means my recognition. Please go back and tell Mr. Ling that there is only one opportunity. You must prepare well before the hour of tomorrow and don't miss the opportunity." After that, Qingyan walked towards the slowly opening Tongji Gate.

.....

Emperor Ling died, and there was no king in the country.

In the luxurious Jinhua Hall, there is no one sitting on the Jiulong Chair. Zhao Jing just placed a wooden chair in front of the jade steps under the Jiulong Chair. The koi under her feet swam happily, occasionally jumping out of the water and being naughty and tight.

Except for the fact that there is no real emperor, the Nine Dragon Chair has no master, other court meetings are the same as those of the Ling Emperor during his lifetime. The ministers reported the news, which is ordinary.

The court officials had a very tacit understanding, and no one reported the matter between Yinping County and Zhao Ling'er. It seemed that nothing had happened. Yinping County has been the territory of Southern Zhao since ancient times.

"Your Highness, I have something to report."

"allow."

Zhuge Pingzhang stepped forward, "Your Highness, the so-called family should not be without a master for a day, and the country should not be without a king for a day. After the death of the late emperor, Your Highness clearly stated that it was not appropriate to ascend the throne during the national mourning period. Later, he said that the prince was trapped in the north and he must be taken home before he could discuss the ascension of the throne again. I dared to say a ruthless saying. It has been three months since the death of the late emperor. Even if your highness is in pain, he must be thought of by the people of Southern Zhao. Here I beg Your Majesty to choose a day to inherit the great treasure and rule the world."

Only then did Qingyan realize that the reason why Zhao Jing had not succeeded to the throne was actually him.

well.

There is no party dispute in the court today, and everyone is loyal to Zhao Jing alone. So after Zhuge Pingzhang said that, they all fell to the ground and begged Zhao Jing to ascend the throne on the date.

Seeing that everyone was kneeling down, it was not good to stand alone, Qingyan also wanted to kneel down. Anyway, they were all emperors in the future, and they would kneel down early and late, not to mention that there was no slight resistance in his heart.
To be continued...