Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"Okay," Fu Zeling knew the reason as soon as he turned his eyes. So it seems that his cheap father will die soon, right? "Isn't it just a token of appreciation?"

"Why are you more anxious than me?" Jiuli felt helpless.

"How can I not be anxious? I was originally thinking of going to your house to propose marriage, but an imperial edict turned out to make you the nominal queen mother. I don't know what will happen if I keep waiting." And I always have a bad premonition.

"There's no need to rush our business," Jiuli stretched out her hands and hugged Fu Zeling's thin waist. She now felt that it would be a good thing to enjoy the process.

"You know I do everything you say." Fu Zeling looked down at the person in his arms. He was obviously looking down on her, but with a sense of submission.

"Of course I know," Jiuli listened to the heartbeat beside her ear, her tone lazy and casual, seductive everywhere.

Fu Zeling smiled without saying a word and gently stroked Jiuli's hair.

An Yang waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

On the first day on the emperor's couch, Fu Zeling couldn't sleep. He looked at Jiuli's face and painted it carefully. He couldn't tell why, but when she appeared, he felt that it was dawn.

Even on difficult days, I start to look forward to it, looking forward to every day and every time period when I can meet the people around me.

"Don't look at it, it's getting late." Jiuli stretched out her hand to hold Fu Zeling down, and said, "Go to bed quickly. You have to go to court tomorrow. Be careful not to miss the trip."

"Okay." Fu Zeling hugged Jiuli tightly with both hands, closed his eyes, smelled the breath beside him, and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, Fu Zeling woke up early and saw his regular clothes on the shelf in the outer room. They were obviously brought from the mansion. He wondered whether he should put two pieces there.

"It's almost time to go to court, why don't you change quickly?" Jiuli came out at some point and looked at Fu Zeling, "What weird things are you thinking about now?"

"I'm not thinking about anything. I'm just wondering whether I should leave two court robes with you." After all, he might stay here in the future, and he can't go out to get them every day.

"I'll ask the clothing department to make two more sets for you," Jiuli tapped his palm, "and put them here, waiting for you."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty," Fu Zeling bowed with an unconcealable smile on his face. He was in a good mood all day.

The officials looked at Fu Zeling who had come out of nowhere without saying a word, wondering if he hadn't seen him on the road. Why was he smiling like a flower today? He was quite an eyesore.

In this way, it soon came to the beginning of the third year of Chengning.

"If you have something to say, please report it. If not, please leave the court." The person who sang the chorus had changed from the old eunuch to An Yang. An Yang was not without pride. She could be considered to have great power in the court now, right? ? ?

"I have this memorial."

The young man who came out was a foreign envoy, and his appearance was 70% similar to Gu Yueyan. Yes, they were the same person.

"Just say it directly, my dear." Jiuli raised her hand.

"The Wusun Kingdom in the northern border has submitted a letter, hoping to establish friendly relations with the Qin Dynasty," as the young man said this, the court officials present all signaled with their eyes.

"Your Majesty is now in the prime of life, but has no children yet," Li Ming (Father of Concubine Li Shufei) cupped his hands, his eyes filled with excitement about expanding the territory, he finally got his chance to live.

That's right, Your Majesty has no offspring, what kind of marriage is this? This wishful thinking is about to hit them in the face! !

As soon as the word "no offspring" came out, these people with quick brains immediately reacted. This person might have other intentions. Want to become the queen in the future? He doesn't even know how to take a piss and look in the mirror. Ugly people are more likely to behave strangely!

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at Fu Zeling who was standing in the front. There were no real fools among those who could be officials in Beijing. They were all old foxes.

They could still see clearly the relationship between His Majesty and Fu Zeling. Sure enough, when he saw Fu Zeling's clenched fists, Fu Zeling thought to himself, is he trying to steal his wife?

"Your Majesty, there is an old saying that goes, 'A visitor is a guest.' It is better to get him in first to find out his intentions and then determine the method.

"My dear minister, what you said makes sense. I will do as you say. General Li, please bring me a set of rules." Jiuli's eyes flashed, and his face was full of gentleness. At first glance, he seemed easy to talk to.

"Yes." Those who were qualified to write memorials bowed.

The opportunity to expand the territory has come, the temptation to open a separate family tree is getting closer and closer, and being appointed as a marquis or prime minister is just around the corner. It is time to bring out your best abilities.

After the court was dismissed, Jiuli returned to the bedroom and saw Fu Zeling sitting there, looking like a resentful husband. She walked up to him helplessly and tapped Fu Zeling's forehead.

"Now your temper is becoming more and more like that of a child. Is this matter worth your feeling so aggrieved?" Jiuli was sitting next to him and was pulled into Fu Zeling's arms.

"Wusun wanted to steal my wife, and the court officials all laughed at me," Fu Zeling's words were a bit coquettish, a rare kind of dependence. Well, don't take these seriously, they are all acting.

"You said I was like a child," Fu Zeling pursed her lips, looking unhappy, and rested her chin on Jiuli's shoulder.

"You, what do you want to do? Can't you just say it directly?" Jiuli patted Fu Zeling's back helplessly, with a soothing tone.

"Of course, it is to get rid of the person who wants to steal my wife," Fu Zeling said with a gentle expression, but his tone was chilling.

"I know." Jiuli didn't feel surprised. His temperament was always like this, to get rid of the source.

"Then will you promise me?" Fu Zeling's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Promise, just wait a little longer," Jiuli stroked Fu Zeling's long hair, "We can't take action first."

"I understand then," Fu Zeling nodded, "Then we can send envoys to their territory to cause trouble, and then the envoys will be dead, and we will not care about right or wrong."

"You are such a clever little thing," Jiuli smiled. She seemed to have seen something like this before. "You go and pick the person."

"Don't worry, my dear," Fu Zeling smiled brightly.

"But can the army now fight in multiple regions?" Jiuli held Fu Zeling's hand without letting go. "If not, we should take it step by step and don't rush."

One day, she wanted to be able to hear only one person's voice here.

"You can give it a try. There are many generals in the court who can be used."

"Zhe Ling, what I want is that fewer of our people will be sacrificed." Jiuli sighed, "Don't do it without absolute certainty, otherwise it will not be a good thing for the current Qin Dynasty."

"Then we can only wait a little longer," Fu Zeling thought, "We will definitely be able to convey the will of the Qin Dynasty to every corner in our lifetime."