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According to the time, the decoction was served to the king again.

Qing Xigong originally wanted to smile, but he opened his mouth and coughed and panted. The Dezhang Palace next to him hurriedly replaced the white handkerchief that Qing Xigong had dyed red, his old face was wrinkled.

"Is it impossible not to go this morning?"

If he didn't go to court, at least he could have a comfortable cough. Every day when he saw the courtiers and directors, he suppressed his coughing and panting. .

Duke Qing Xi couldn't speak, he coughed and panted and waved his hands.

Dezhang said from the side for him: "Your Majesty always thinks that as long as he is in power, he will never let go of the court, and no matter how many things are at hand, he must deal with them at once. Alas, Your Majesty just thinks not to stay. What kind of stall is in this world."

How can things be done? It's useless to fight for this moment of anger.

After taking the medicine down, Qingxi took a few breaths, slowly opened his deeply frowned eyebrows, and managed to smile at Zisang: "You have to go north later."

The date has been set, and the court will no longer insist on this unchangeable matter.

Zisang also smiled as usual: "No, these days in the palace have really suffocated me."

At this time, the little eunuch outside the hall came to report, "General Zhou Zai came to worship."

It can be seen that Zhou Zai's expression is as resolute as before, but there is also a lot of slack between his brows.

On this trip to the north, he must be respectful, especially the prince will be accompanying him on this trip. There are many risks, and it is difficult to guard against. There are few trustworthy people in the army, and they have to be investigated one by one, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

The one who came in with him was also a man wearing a battle armor and a long sword, with a young beard. He was only in his early twenties, and he was very strong.

The man came in to see the ceremony, and his manner was extremely upright: "Long live the king, and a thousand years for your highness."

Zhou Zai introduced and said: "I am going north this time, and a small part of the troops will be commanded by the captain Chen Ting to serve the king."

Standing up and holding his sword, Chen Ting gave an overview of the important forces currently deployed.

Secretly, several groups were staring at the imperial guards on Lang Zhongling's side, the city supervision army sent by Fang Zhonghou, and some soldiers stationed in the state capital near Baibi City.

It is obvious that most of the guards in the palace were replaced to prevent mutiny.

Duke Qing Xi nodded. Zhou Zai had mentioned this matter several times before, but he was just confirming the candidate. It could be seen that he trusted Zhou Zai's arrangement.

Then he recruited Zisang to move forward and let him stand in front of him.

Zisang then knelt forward and squatted in front of the Qingxi chair, and called out Grandpa Wang. At first, he felt that the old man was pitiful, and it was nothing to call him. He called him a lot, but he always wanted to call out a few more times. .

On the couch is a brocade quilt woven in gold and red colors, and exotic animals and birds are coiled with thread.

Qing Xigong, who was half leaning on the embroidered pillow, also responded to the call of Grandpa Wang with a smile, and took the object brought up by Dezhang next to him, and said, "Hold it with your hands."

The object was about the size of a fist, and it was tightly wrapped with a piece of white brocade silk. When Zisang heard Qing Xigong's words, he held it in his hand.

"This thing is not heavy, nine pounds and nine taels."

Qing Xigong panted, put the thing into Zisang's hands, and then said: "But it's too heavy to let people put it down."

At first, she thought that it might be a farewell gift for her, but when she heard Qing Xigong's words, she felt heavy in her hands and wondered if she should return it.

Nine catties and nine taels can only be the seal of the Nanliang Kingdom, and the seal is a major foundation event.

For a while, she couldn't figure out why Grandpa Wang would give such a valuable thing to someone like her. She is indeed a prince now, but she is still that useless Zisang. .

Is it good to be a king?Alright, with the power in hand, look down on the world and enjoy the glory.It's not good either, staying in the deep palace, taking care of everything, devoting oneself to everything.

Or she can be a not so good monarch, but in the current situation, no matter if she is the Highness of the Shijun or the monarch, she is all looked down upon by the subjects, and she has no eyes to see the disturbances.

Every time she thinks like this, she thinks about drinking again. After drinking, she doesn't know so many things, so she doesn't have such a dilemma. She just thinks that it's all a dream anyway.

The palace lantern just dimly illuminated the important things in her hands.

"If Mingchun can't return after a battle, and the widow doesn't have a long life to wait for your life to come back, then act according to the will, or Fang Zhonghou or Zhonglang will have to make a decision."

This was said to Zisang, and also to Zhou Zai.

In this way, it is not that she is asked to inherit the great power, but that she is asked to be a middleman, first to protect this thing that symbolizes power and position, and to ensure the bottom line.

Zhou Zai nodded in response.

Qing Xigong pointed to the things in Zisang's hand again, and said to her: "If you return from the battle next spring, if you are willing to return it to me, I will give it to someone else in front of you."

After all, she is still her own granddaughter, so it is reasonable to be more selfish and give more time, Qing Xigong caressed his beard and laughed again.

So he dropped what was in his hands.

It was getting dark, and Eunuch Dezhang never allowed Zisang to stay too late in the Chengxiao Hall and disturb the king's rest, so when he saw that it was about time, he pushed several people out together.

Yue is an older father-in-law who speaks like this and is sharp and mean: "Your Majesty only sleeps so often every day, and you have disturbed it all."

Zisang thought about how bold this eunuch was.

She was just a teenager, and even Zhou Zai was pushed out like an idler, so she laughed: "It turns out that the general is also afraid of a father-in-law."

Zhou Zai was expressionless, unsuited to the occasion, he only glanced at the object in her hand and said, "It's easy to keep."

After speaking, he left the palace with big strides as usual.

He weighed the ninety-two-pound thing in his hand.

Zisang wrapped his arms around his belly, pretended to be dying, and sighed with a stooped back: "Fu'an, I haven't eaten for a long time, and I'm hungry. Quickly prepare a piece of beef that weighs nine jin and nine taels. Eat it with Daxue, but there is nothing less."

Fu'an hurried forward to help Zisang onto the chariot.

In the winter, because of the wind and cold, we use the chariot with curtains on all sides. The scenery in front of us is much less, but there is also a lot less cold wind blowing on the face, which is warm.

Entering the hall with the things in his hands, Jibai was busy wiping his sweat with boxes of all sizes dangling in front of his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

I went forward and looked through a few boxes, and they were probably some clothes for luggage, several big cloaks, and some thin clothes for hot weather.

Hearing the sound, Ji Bai hurriedly responded, "I think His Royal Highness Shijun is going north, so I need to prepare more clothes."

It's really not a day without beating, itchy skin.But with something in his hand and a little tired, he didn't bother to hit him.

"You, just worry about it, put it away. Didn't you say it all, I went with the sergeant on the trip to the north, and I didn't go as His Highness. Which group of people have you seen can bring so many things?"

"Ah, why don't you bring these few, thicker big cloaks as head office, and put them away for now."

Jibai came into the palace to urinate, but he had never seen what it was like to go to Congwu, he just wanted to prepare more clothes for His Royal Highness Shijun to keep warm.

"General Zhou Zai said it all, take the armor from last time, and this thing in my hand, and——."

At this point, Zisang stopped talking and just took the tea from Fu'an next to him and drank it by himself.

Jibai glared at Fu'an, his face full of doubts, Fu'an also curled his lips and shrugged, expressing that he didn't know what Shijun meant.

After a while, Zisang on the seat slowly put the teacup back on the desk, and then he raised his usually idle voice a little bit: "General Zhou Zai, I also said that for your highness's sake, give You take a little eunuch to take care of it."

So Jibai's tall and thin body was startled, and just about to jump up, he looked at Fu'an vigilantly, and then stared at Zisang half suspiciously and half pitifully: "Your Highness wants to take me there?"

They held hands back then, made a promise and said they would be good friends.

"Fu'an." Zi Sang called out the name of the person next to him.

Jibai's knees softened all of a sudden, and he agreed to live and die together, to be friends for life, His Royal Highness Shijun, you are too unjust.

Fuan responded, and Zisang said slowly, "Where's the beef I want?"

"It's coming, it's coming, does it have to be nine catties and nine Liang?".

"No, just to see what it has to do with perfection."

"Your servant understands, it will be fine in a while."

A lot of palace people next to them got orders and were packing the things in the suitcase.

A lot of palace people came in and out, Zisang saw that these people were a little disturbed and panicked with hunger, so he said, "I'll collect it after I finish eating."

Nine catties and nine taels of beef is a lot.

There was a whole large pot piled up, and there seemed to be a trace of a piece being torn off by the side.

He often likes to tease Fu An and Ji Bai when he has nothing to do, and this time is no exception. Zisang pretended to hold the basin and weighed it, then sighed: "It seems that two taels are just missing."

When Fu An heard it, he complained bitterly, and out of slavishness, he knelt down on the ground with his hem lifted: "It was originally called well, and it was not bad, but when it came to the door, Jibai insisted on obeying."

Ok?

Didn't he tell this kid not to do such boring things long ago, and he wanted to take him out and teach him a lesson, but he vaguely heard Daxue sobbing.

correct.The meat itself wanted to tear it up and eat it while feeding it to Daxue.

It's winter, and the wolf's appetite is getting bigger and bigger. It's better to eat some hot food occasionally. By the way, I called Fu'an and Jibai together, and each of them just managed to fill their stomachs.

Hearing the sound, my heart felt a little panicked.

Just like that, a gust of cold wind blows head-on from outside the hall, making people feel chilly all over. A gray shadow crawled in halfway through the door, and barely uttered three words: can't eat.