Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Yes, Emperor Yuan must have dreamed that he took Zhanlu and killed himself in his last life.

Others may not care, but the emperor will only think that dreams are metaphors of dreams, thinking that it is a precognition dream, so he will give him the sword and tell him not to do stupid things.

Holding Zhan Lu in his hand, Zong Luo's eyes were red, his nose was sore for a while, and he didn't know what it was like.

What kind of sword is Zhan Lu? The sword of benevolence, the sword of emperors. Such a sword, if it weren't for the sword of Emperor Dayuan, no matter where it was placed, it would be the target of everyone's scramble.

What does it mean to give Zhan Lu?

In other words, if Emperor Yuan had given him this sword in his previous life, Zongluo would never have killed himself at the foot of the imperial city. Even if there is that imperial decree, it will not, at least he will lead troops to rush into the imperial city to ask clearly before it collapses.

Because this sword itself can only be worn by the emperor, even if it is given, it also carries the expectations of the lord of the country for the heir.

The change of the Lord of Zhanlu is a metaphor for the exchange of power.

If the previous words were all hints, then the act of giving the sword was an obvious statement.

It is clear that Emperor Yuan's favorite heir, there is only one future crown prince of Da Yuan.

The inside of the palace was quiet, only the candles were burning quietly.

The shadow cast by the light slowly crawled on the ground, just like Zong Luo's complicated mood now.

Pei Qianxue did not lie to him, Yuan Jia did not lie to him, and no one lied to him.

Even Zong Luo's intuition in his previous life did not deceive him.

Emperor Yuan loved him very much.

Although he still doesn't know what happened at the Wuji ceremony, as long as he knows this, Zongluo is almost invincible.

Zongluo couldn't imagine that if Emperor Yuan had been in a coma in his last life, and he didn't even issue the imperial edict himself, then when the news of his suicide in the city came, the real white-haired man sent the black-haired man, how sad it would be.

He made up his mind, no matter what, he would find Yu Beizhou tomorrow to ask the so-called truth.

I missed so much in my last life that I have so many regrets in this life.

"It's just a sword, what kind of expression do you have?!"

Emperor Yuan looked at him without speaking for a long time, and scolded coldly, "It's useless!"

After he finished speaking, he walked back to the table with his hands behind his back.

It happened that Yuan Jia whispered outside, saying that the imperial decree had been drawn up. Emperor Yuan ordered him to present it to him. After looking at it, Long Yan was very happy: "Just follow this announcement."

"Tomorrow, the whole world will know that you are back, and it happens that you will send troops to the Yu Kingdom next month, which is also a great boost to morale."

The prince in white whispered: "Father, since my eyes have recovered, then..."

"What's the hurry?!"

Emperor Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Although my eyes are recovering, I can't slack off! Take medicine three times a day and drink it regularly. Let's talk about leading troops to fight for a period of time!"

Zongluo: "..."

He silently swallowed the words that he just wanted to petition to lead the troops.

Now that the identity of the prince has been officially restored, Xuanqi naturally still has to belong to his name, and the things that Mu Yuanlong has been thinking about can be considered accomplished. You can take it back anytime, it's not urgent.

Since Emperor Yuan insisted on raising him, then...let's wait for a while.

The inner servants in the Zhang Palace came in batches after batches, and because of the recovery of the eyes of the third prince, the entire palace that had been silent for a long time became warm again. A series of prepared imperial decrees were sent to Emperor Yuan for review, and all the documents that were waiting for emergency treatment were pushed aside.

The palace people filed in, some of them were holding memorials on various affairs that the previous Emperor Yuan had deliberately postponed, most of which were related to the shamanic ceremony, some were holding tea and snacks, and the palace lanterns lit up the usually quiet night sky. Even more joyous than the New Year's Day more than half a month ago.

When Zong Luo came, it was already dusk and evening. After a careful inspection, it was completely dark. Let alone now.

Emperor Yuan didn't care about the weather, but became more and more excited: "Go and call the captain, I want to discuss the unfinished battle plan with him overnight!"

After all the orders were made, the emperor turned around and saw that the prince in white was standing beside the table with Zhan Lu in his arms pitifully, looking distracted.

Remembering that he had just scolded him coldly, he felt a little sorry in his heart, but he couldn't help himself, so he just changed the subject: "How did you think about the thing I said last time?"

Zong Luo raised his eyes suspiciously, and saw Emperor Yuan bend his knuckles, tap on the table, and reminded aloud, "The granddaughter of the Taiwei's family."

As soon as this was mentioned, Zong Luo's face suddenly became strange.

He remembered that when he was out on the green last time, as if he had completed the blind date task assigned by Emperor Yuan, he spent the whole process with that heroic young lady.

To be honest, Shen Xinyue is indeed a very good person, with a high emotional intelligence. It is the type that Zong Luo appreciates.

But appreciation is appreciation, that aspect of mind... is absolutely absent.

However, if Zong Luo was killed, Zong Luo did not dare to tell Emperor Yuan that your son was a crook, and he might not be able to add an empress to the Zong family. Now I can only shyly say that I have seen it, and when I say a good sentence, I am dumbfounded.

Emperor Yuan happened to be looking at a decree, and said casually: "I have seen her on both sides, she is quirky and eccentric, with a high quality and blue heart, and one-handed whipping Master Chengdaluo Master. Be considerate of the people, not arrogant or impetuous, and know the general situation, not bad. ."

However, Zong Luo gradually sensed something was wrong.

Emperor Yuan's boast is obviously not an ordinary boast, but more like a standard for selecting a crown prince for the crown prince, or even a future queen of a country.

Although Emperor Yuan directly pointed out the words after he recovered his eyes, Zong Luo was still a little unaccustomed to it. Just like the last time when he revealed his ambitions, not only did he not take precautions, but he was a little more gratified.

Because of the good news of the recovery of the eyes, the emperor was in a good mood: "If you think it's acceptable, I will take advantage of today's good day to make an order together to give you a marriage. First choose a good day and auspicious day to make an appointment and let the servants Go often to prepare, and get it done before the witch sacrifice ceremony."

Zong Luo was surprised.

By the time he reacted, his body had already knelt down first: "Father, it is absolutely impossible!"

Just for a marriage gift that is neither light nor heavy, such a reaction is obviously a bit intense.

The latter put down his pen, his smile narrowed slightly, looked at the prince who was kneeling straight down, and narrowed his eyes.

When this topic was discussed last time, Zong Luo's unusual reaction caught the attention of Emperor Yuan.

"You don't want to give marriage, you can, but you must give me a reason." He said lightly.

Zong Luo bowed his hands: "My son... I have no love for Miss Shen."

The emperor sneered: "You have only met the girl from the Taiwei's family a few times? It would be strange to be fascinated by her in just a few short meetings."

Obviously, this reason could not convince Emperor Yuan, he never even thought that his third son would say such a reason that is not a reason at all.

In heaven, there are so many choices.

Even if the folk customs are reopened again, the marriage must be of the right family and linked to politics. On this point, Zong Yongliu is the leader who understands the calculation. He made good friends with Shen Xinyue because of the military power of the Shen family behind Shen Xinyue, not because of a slender lady's love at first sight, straightforward and naked.

In his previous life, Emperor Yuan was in the army and horses in the world, and he ran across the battlefield. In the second half of his life, he was enthroned as the emperor, and he had the power to control Da Yuan. Power, blood, battlefield, strategy... He has tasted all of them, but he has never tasted love.

In other words, a successful politician must not indulge in love.

When everything is linked with interests, love is always the last thing to consider.

"When I was young, I used to be hostage in other countries and met women I admired. At that time, I was still in a foreign country, and Da Yuan was even weaker, but he was a powerless and powerless prince. After expressing her intentions, she turned around and said: Married to the most powerful family in the world at that time."

This topic is not a taboo, at least for Emperor Yuan, he doesn't even remember the woman's face, but it's just a past event that he doesn't need to miss when he was young. Not to mention that the other party abandoned him without hesitation, but instead made him realize that white love is inferior.

"When you marry her, help each other, and over time, you may have love, and these can be cultivated slowly."

Zong Luo only felt bitter in his heart.

He understood what Emperor Yuan meant. It is precisely because we understand that we cannot agree.

After all, he was not really a native of this era, but a book-wearer.

The education he has received since modern times makes him unable to agree with such pure political interests, and he still harbors a naive pursuit and hope for true love in his heart.

Emperor Yuan seemed to inadvertently said: "The last time I talked to you about this topic, you also looked like you had seen a ghost. Obviously you are not too young, have you never considered...or have someone you like? ?"

"If you really have someone you like, you might as well talk to me. I'm not one of those ignorant monarchs who insist on smashing mandarin ducks with a slapstick."

Zong Luo's back stiffened.

When Emperor Yuan talked to him about this topic last time, he still felt that it was not enough, so he made do with it.

However, this time, when Emperor Yuan really revealed his intention to give marriage, Zong Luo's first reaction was full of resistance.

In a short period of time, why has such a completely different mentality arisen?

During this time, he has clearly only been with...

Zong Luo didn't dare to think deeply.

And Emperor Yuan continued: "What does the granddaughter of the Grand Commander represent, I don't need to say more. You are no longer a child. Some things should have their own calculations and put the overall situation first."

"The fourth, the sixth, and the fifth are all recruiting troops to prepare for the prophecy of the Witch Sacrifice Ceremony. You can just do it and watch it. I'll give you people, but you are reluctant."

The prince in white suddenly raised his eyes.

"Look at what?"

Emperor Yuan said angrily: "Didn't Pei Qianxue tell you everything? At the witch sacrifice ceremony, the results calculated by the wooden card, even I can't easily intervene and change it."

"It's better for you, you don't even hurry up on this kind of business and opportunity that adds to your own power and doesn't cost a single soldier."

He viciously made a note on the memorial: "If the wooden sign fails to choose you by then, where will you put my old face?"

Zong Luo pursed his lips twice, and suddenly opened his eyes: "Then Yu Shi Xue..."

Something was strung up like a thread.

Back then, he was isolated and helpless in the imperial city, and Yushi Xue was the first to come to the door and openly stand in line with the important officials of the Three Princes Party.

Not to mention...everyone knows that the three princes and nine ministers are all highly regarded ministers of Emperor Yuan.

Prime Minister Pei Qianxue is the highest-ranking administrative official, in charge of government affairs. Taiwei Shen, the highest-ranking military rank, leads the princes. Xue Yushi, supervising hundreds of officials, picketing affairs.

These three are undoubtedly the official positions of Da Yuan and above ten thousand people.

Xue Yushi was a firm supporter of Zongluo, and Pei Qianxue was Zongluo's best friend. Even Taiwei Shen admired him, and he vaguely had the intention of throwing an olive branch into marriage.

Except for these few, none of the other princes in Jiuqing publicly stood in line, and they all clamped their tails, for fear of being beaten by Emperor Yuan.

"I only found out now that I still overestimate you."

Emperor Yuan sneered: "The proton who just returned to the dynasty has no support from his mother clan, but he only knows how to fight. Do I still lack generals in Da Yuan?"

"Yushi Xue is one of the third princes. He is highly respected and highly respected. He even came to visit and support you in person when he was old. If it wasn't for my advice, it's possible that you really thought you were some kind of sweet pastry."

Zong Luo's fingers holding Zhan Lu couldn't stop shaking.

Yeah, why didn't he find out before?

It turns out that so long ago...everything has been traced.