Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Zhiyue was also frightened. His hands in the quilt were clenched into fists, and he let go of his hand for a long time. He sighed, "I can't figure out the meaning of Viva."

Yeah, he really can't figure it out.

The ups and downs, ups and downs of these years, the winds and waves have all gone through, the brother-in-law, the mother-in-law, and the father-in-law's family have all fallen down one after another. His prince is scared step by step. , But the eyes of the partial father Emperor fell on him again.

He could not understand his father's mind before, but now he is even more confused.

"Long live the Lord, let the Lord go to talk with the envoys of Tubo and Siam. Isn't Long live very satisfied with the result of the talks? Is that why he valued the King?" Wei said carefully, "Long live the follow-up matters. It is in the hands of Wang Ye to dispose of it. He also used Wang Ruan ’s former companion Ruan Xinhuai as the capital of Beijing Zhaofu. It can be seen that Long Live Ye really values ​​Wang Ye. "

As soon as he heard of Tubo and Siam, Lu Zhiyue felt a headache. This time, he really wasted his strength and cut off a layer of skin before negotiating the results. Although the compensation has doubled compared with previous years, but Finally, he finally calmed Tubo and Siam. He really tried his best. Many ministers in the partial birth dynasty thought that his eyes were not eyes, noses, and noses. He always felt that he was the culprit in betraying Dali. Will he take the burden? Not what the emperor meant.

Lu Zhiyue sighed: "Father Emperor was really satisfied with the result of the talks, so didn't the Father Emperor let me kiss the two envoys out of Beijing that day? But I always feel that the Emperor Father doesn't value me, I'm afraid it's just I feel that I can talk to Tibetan Siam. I must have been the Lord and the Patriarch before. Now the father and the emperor pay attention to me, probably for the purpose of talking to the Tibetan Siam through me later. It's mostly about southern Xinjiang, and nothing's next to it. "

"It's really hard to be a prince," Wei said, sighing. Lu Zhiyue didn't like to take on this burdensome burden, and she knew it. She struggled with it for a while, she also saw it, and paused. Wei also said, "By the way, the silver is just fine. Then ... which of the four hundred beauties sent to Tubo and Siam each year, who will be chosen to send them up? It looks like the year is coming. It's not far from February 2. "

"Naturally, I picked it from the Dalits of Jingshi," Lu Zhishan frowned. In fact, he was very angry about this clause, but fortunately, he didn't have to sacrifice the noble girl. After a pause, he said, "Father Huang It has been handed over to Ruan Xinhuai. "

Wei ’s heart moved. The beauty of the screwdriver has to be selected from the public. There are 800 people. I do n’t know how many people will be harmed, and this year after year, I ’m afraid that the people of Jingshi will not be safe. I moved my lips and wanted to say something, but I didn't say anything. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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Jiasheng November 18th

West Huai Bei Yuan.

Mu Nanzhi's twenty-four-year-old birthday was spent in Xihuai Beiyuan, specifically in the woods at the foot of Xishan Mountain.

Lu Zhishan had previously asked Mu Nanzhi what he meant. Mu Nanzhi didn't want to spend his birthday at Beijing. He wanted to live in Xihuai Beiyuan for a while. He also wanted to go hunting. So Lu Zhishan was also prepared early. Du Heng hired over a dozen hunters from Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village to accompany them to hunt.

After getting up early and eating longevity noodles, Mu Nanzhi urged Lu Zhishan to change her hunting gear with her, and then led the hunting dog out of the back door with a weapon.

[A little late ~ sorry ~]

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