Lock and secure

Inside the secret room of the palace.

The emperor is so good at hiding himself that Zhu Shengyuan's three views have been refreshed. The emperor has been back in Beijing for so long, but he just doesn't care about anything and doesn't say a word.

He stayed in the secret room all day, reading memorials, monitoring officials, and listening to his reports on the war situation. He read and listened, but just didn't express any opinion.

"Your Majesty, the capital is about to fall into chaos. Prince Yong'an is the only one holding the capital back. Prince Yong'an is worried sick all day long. You..." If you don't come out to take care of it, you can just escape.

After all, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

Bei Zhenming: "If I go out, wouldn't that mean I'm not giving them face? Qinxi will be able to deal with this group of people. It will be hard for Qinxi during this period."

Zhu Shengyuan was unable to convince Bei Zhenming and had to leave.

After he left, Bei Zhenming immediately called Xiao Bi.

It was a long time before someone lazily replied to him, "What's wrong?"

Bei Zhenming: "Bi'er, do you think I should go out?"

Xiao Bi: "Your Majesty is resourceful, far-sighted, and has his own plans..."

Xiao Bi did not say whether he should go out or not. He did not have the right and did not dare to interfere with the thoughts of the head of state.

However, Xiao Bi has his own opinion. The country is in chaos, and the king is not in charge of the overall situation. Instead, he is thinking about who among his subjects is disloyal and who is rebelling. Although this move can indeed catch the corrupt officials in the court and restore the court to clarity, how can it not be a betrayal to those soldiers and officials fighting on the front line and those people suffering in the war?

Bei Zhenming sensed the indifference in his words and felt a little unhappy. He even changed his address, "It's not like I really don't care. I must win this battle and catch the rebels!"

Xiao Bi's voice rang out from the secret room: "May your majesty obtain what he desires. Xiao Bi bids farewell."

"Coin?"

No one answered, Xiao Bi had already left.

Bei Zhenming clenched his fists.

Xiao Bi saved him, helped him heal his wounds, and took him all the way back to the palace. The two of them also traveled to mountain streams, shot animals and birds, and sat by the fire looking up at the stars. Xiao Bi took him to experience what he had always dreamed of.

His dream had never been to become an emperor! Born in the inner palace, he longed for freedom and hoped to one day see the vast expanse of the country.

But he was the crown prince! The crown prince couldn't leave the palace at will! Every time he sneaked out of the palace, he would be beaten half to death by his father! Bei Zhenming had long been tired of all this!

Such was his fate. When he ascended the throne and became emperor, he resigned himself to it and forgot his previous wishes. It was not until he was attacked and met Xiao Bi that he remembered his childhood dream.

Before returning to the palace, Xiao Bi was basically always by his side, but after returning to the palace, Xiao Bi disappeared for longer and longer periods of time, especially recently, sometimes he would not appear for a day or two.

He doesn't like the Xiao coins that always disappear like this!

He guessed Xiao Bi's identity as the man with fish patterns, and guessed that Xiao Bi was the man with fish patterns protecting him. When the man with fish patterns appeared, his life would be at stake, but!

This country is his! The mountains and rivers of this country are his! The people are his too! He hates the Xiaobi that always disappears! He hates everything that is out of his control!

Bei Zhenming clenched his fists until they turned white, and a terrifying thought occurred to him...

More than ten days passed, and none of the pigeons that Bei Zhenting had released returned.

The pigeons have been flying for so many days, they should have reached Zhejiang Province by now. He released so many of them, they couldn't all have been shot down by the rebels, right?

Although he knew that Luo Yao was unlikely to be in his hometown in Zhejiang Province, Luo Yao had already written him a letter. He had been writing for more than ten days but had not received a reply. Bei Zhenting felt very anxious and worried!

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He couldn't sleep for several days in a row. Bei Zhenting was so upset! After a few days of distress, Bei Zhenting simply forgot that Luo Yao was not in Zhejiang Province.

At night, Bei Zhenting sat by the lotus pond. The moon was dim and the stars were sparse. As November approached, the air turned cooler and it felt chilly.

Did Yaoyao receive the letter?

Why hasn’t Yaoyao replied yet?

Is Yaoyao’s injury healed?

Did Yaoyao eat well?

Will you be scared at night?

Could it be that all the pigeons were shot down by those rebels?

Bei Zhenting supported his head and threw small stones into the lotus pond.

Bei Zhenting became more and more anxious after throwing so many stones that he suddenly stood up. He decided to write to Yaoyao every day!

There will always be a letter that Luo Yao will receive!

He just didn't believe that the rebels could shoot down all the pigeons!

Bei Zhenting decided to write to Yaoyao every day and hurried back to the study.

I write whatever comes to mind. In the midst of war, pigeon messaging has to be concise...

Yaoyao, did my previous letter reach you? The war was so chaotic that I had no time to see you. I will come to you in person after the battle.

*The treacherous villains who harmed you have been identified and severely punished, and expelled from the palace as a warning to others. I hope you can rest in peace.

……

Pigeons flew out of the palace one by one, and from then on, Bei Zhenting, the Yong'an King of Dacheng Kingdom, began a one-sided online... pigeon love.

In Khan Province, the drought has not yet passed. In November, the weather turned cooler, the sun was not as hot as before, and it began to get colder.

A group of skinny people were building a house.

Of course, in addition to building houses with lime and yellow mud, they also have many other jobs, such as going to Chun'an River (a tributary of Anxi River in Khanzhou), fetching water from Anxi River, digging water diversion channels, paving roads with concrete, knitting sweaters, making soap, etc.

Not long ago, people from the imperial court came, saying they were there to provide disaster relief and brought them a lot of food.

However, the imperial court's method of disaster relief this time was unusual. The official in charge was a short-haired young man, not wearing official uniform. After a few days of free meals to build up their energy, they were then required to work to earn food. Suddenly, many merchants arrived in Khan Province, intending to open workshops and factories. The prefectural magistrate's office also offered numerous jobs and positions, including repairing canals, paving rivers, and building roads. To eat, one had to earn money.

As long as they worked hard, they could earn ten to fifteen coins a day, and then they would use the coins to eat in a special canteen. The meals were all ten coins a day, with a limited selection but they were delicious and filling. Some people had nothing left after a day's meal, while others had two or three coins left over.