sjar Chapter 107
Chapter 107
An imperial decree came from the imperial city, saying that a prince should be selected to supervise the war.
The prince volunteered to recommend himself but was stopped by the ministers, who said that the prince would have to take care of the affairs related to the spring hunt. Everyone could see the emperor's health condition. In the past year, long curtains were used to separate the emperor from his court sessions, and the ministers rarely saw his face.
The last time Yihong County was in danger, leaving the palace seemed to have cost the old emperor half his life.
The second prince is still blind and cannot be a military commander.
Some ministers recommended the third prince. Upon hearing the news, the third prince ran to the nearby palace overnight with his double chin shaking, which made the sick old emperor so angry that he vomited blood. The emperor then issued a house arrest order behind the third prince.
Don't go anywhere unless it's the spring hunting season.
The Fourth Prince gladly accepted the order. Even though he was the youngest, he was the most suitable person after all other considerations.
This trip north will definitely not make it back in time for the spring hunt.
The Fourth Prince and his generals escorted a large amount of food and fodder and had set off ten days ago.
The one who came back early with the news was none other than Zhang Zhiming, the runner-up in the imperial examination two years ago, who was granted an honorary title as Tongyi Doctor. Somehow he managed to get ahead, but he was frequently seen in the army and seemed more useful than his peers.
Zhang Zhiming, whose courtesy name is Bingzhu.
Zhang Bingzhu's official career was quite bumpy. In his early years, he had to wait three years before he could take the high school entrance examination because of his uncle's crime. After his uncle's case was overturned for unknown reasons, he was able to rely on his old connections to get into the place he wanted to go.
Even though the verdict had been overturned, there were still many people who stood by and watched. He asked many people for help, including the Second Prince, who had little hope. He wanted to start with the Second Prince and get in touch with the Queen who loved her children.
By coincidence, he saw the prince standing leisurely under the osmanthus tree, with a royal blue forehead band and bright red robe, living a life of luxury and nobility beyond words.
Her chin is slightly pointed, the corners of her mouth are raised without smiling, and her lip beads are obvious. It's a pity that her eyes are lifeless.
The man next to him has a similar lower face, but his spirit and demeanor are very different.
Zhang Bingzhu didn't know how he entered the tent to report the news, nor did he remember how he came out. When he finished being distracted, he was already in the tent of the young captain of the Shesheng Army.
The person took off half of the black veil, revealing unforgettable phoenix eyes, long eyebrows and drooping eyelashes.
Zhang Bingzhu looked at the other person's face, then turned back to look at the exit of the tent, wondering what his chances of survival would be if he ran out and shouted for help.
But reason told him not to move. He looked at the person who was about to speak, and said tremblingly:
"If you want to...rebel...", the last two words were spelled out with the shape of his lips, "You have to plan your face first."
Min Liu looked at the pale-faced civil servant in front of him and smiled.
If I remember correctly, this was the first time they met in this world.
From the day Min Liu woke up after leaving Niyangzhou, he had already figured out what he wanted to do. Whether it was from his past life or not, the dream was a help for him to accomplish what he wanted to do.
I didn't expect that Brother Bingzhu could really keep up with him.
The appearance that Min Liu showed was far from the well-behaved student next to the real person. In front of others, he could wear the most suitable mask.
"How did you know?" Min Liu put down his shoulder pads and sat down on the chair easily.
Zhang Bingzhu's thoughts were all mixed up, his mouth was dry and a thin layer of skin formed. He brushed off his sleeves, looked around, and like an innocent person who had been dragged aboard a pirate ship, he also found a chair and sat down.
"I heard from my uncle a long time ago that the late queen died under strange circumstances, leaving behind a blind second prince. Later, the emperor married the late queen's sister, the current queen, who is the second prince's aunt, and treated her as his own son."
"It seems that the reason for this strange thing lies with you."
Min Liu said nothing, but continued to look at Zhang Bingzhu.
Just like in the dream, he put his hands in his sleeves, as if it was a habitual action for this cold-fearing civil servant. Zhang Bingzhu tucked his sleeves in like a hen sitting on a nest, and continued as if he had accepted his fate:
"I don't know what your plan is. You have concealed your identity all the way to this position. I don't believe that no one helped you. I don't know why you want to drag a poor official like me into this. Now that you have shown me your true face, I am tied up firmly. Just tell me what you want me to do."
"Oh, right," Zhang Bingzhu showed a bit of shrinking at this time, "since I am still smart, please give me more opportunities to show my abilities and let me work for you for a few years. My family has arranged a marriage, and we will marry her next year."
"The brat is just thinking about getting married!"
Before Min Liu could say anything, Old Zhang came out from the inner tent, holding a branch from somewhere in his hand, and started hitting his nephew on the head.
Zhang Bingzhu almost couldn't hold back his voice and let out a loud cry when he saw the person who had died many years ago walking towards him intact.
Fortunately, Mr. Zhang covered his mouth and pushed him back into the chair.
Zhang Bingzhu's mouth was covered and tears flowed from his eyes.
Min Liu didn't want to be a hindrance, so she took the initiative to tie a black veil and went out of the tent. Outside the tent, soldiers in the distance were on routine patrol, and wild birds covered in black flew up swiftly from the mountains, like a drop of ink being thrown out.
Min Liu stood in the wind, missing his loved ones.