Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Nan Yan said: "What did he do to Wen's house?"

De Lu said, "The slave servant looked at a person following Master Heyi's carriage, and carried the medicine box into Wen's house. It looked like someone had a disease and went to see a doctor."

"Seeing a doctor? What kind of disease?"

"The house lives in a small house, and there are no neighbors around. The slave girl just walked by and listened to the wall for a while. There seemed to be a idiot inside, who was yelling all the time. The doctor whom Mr. He Yi brought over looked like Seeing that fool."

"Silly..."

Nan Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

If she remembers correctly, there is a patient in the Wen family, that old Wen's young son, Wen Wuyu, who has been crazy and stupid.

It turned out that He Yi was to let him see a doctor.

She waved her hand: "Okay, go down and rest, get warm and don't freeze."

Delu said with a smile: "The slave and maid got it."

After speaking, he turned and went out.

Nan Yan sat in front of the stove, leaning on her chair and looking at the faint charcoal red in the stove. In fact, she didn't want to find out anything from He Yi, but after Zhu Chengjin's incident, He Yi returned. The center of power, it seems that everything that happened before has disappeared like a cloud of smoke-of course, everyone knows that this is only temporary, but he seems to be calm and does not mention the past.

This made Nan Yan feel a little unhappy.

Obviously he knew that he was still hiding something and didn't say it, but he didn't say it, and the emperor didn't force him. When will this confrontation?

Thinking of this, she grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the food box and threw them into the stove.

Immediately, the faint charcoal red ignited all at once, a puff of blue smoke came out of the stove, and a burst of unpleasant burnt smell filled the whole room.

At this moment, Zhu Feng walked in from outside and immediately covered his nose when he smelled the smell.

"What's the matter? What are you burning?"

"emperor?"

Nan Yan looked back and saw that he was coming, and hurriedly got up and came to salute. Zhu Feng frowned and looked at the green smoke coming out of the stove, slammed it hard, and said to the outside: "Hurry up and let someone pass the stove. "

If the water rushed in, they were choked enough, and immediately poured out the soot from the stove.

Aunt Tongyun opened the windows on both sides for ventilation, and a sudden cold wind poured in, causing them to tremble.

Zhu Feng stared at her and said: "What are you doing?!"

Nan Yan whispered: "No, it's nothing. Just - roast some melon seeds to eat."

"Naughty!"

Nan Yan didn't dare to speak, so he could only stand aside and be trained honestly. After a while, Aunt Tongyun and the others brought up the re-burning stove and closed the doors and windows. The room became warmer, and Nan Yan's nose It's freezing red.

Zhu Feng pulled her over to the hearth and said angrily: "Fortunately, the two children are watched. If you put them next to you, I don't know if you can raise them!"

Nan Yan narrowed her mouth.

Zhu Feng said: "Say you are not convinced? You are a grandmother after all, can you be more sensible?"

Hearing what he said, Nan Yan couldn't help but smile.

He hurriedly said: "The emperor, today my concubine took the prince's doctor to the prince's mansion, saying that the prince's pulse is very stable, and the fetus is very healthy, as long as she is properly nursed, everything will go well."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Zhu Feng's face.

Sitting on the chair, he stretched his legs and feet for a long time, and then said: "It's just a hard work for the prince. Now there are things at home, and there are so many things to be busy in the past."

Nan Yan saw that there was something else in his hand.

So he asked: "What did the emperor take? Is it a memorial?"

"Ok."

"Whose memorial?"

"Chen Zixiao's."

"Master Chen? Isn't he in Han Dongwei? How can I make a memorial to the emperor?"

"Isn't he my courtier, why can't my courtier give me memorials?"

"Concubine doesn't mean that."

Nan Yan also knew that he had made a mistake, but he couldn't take care of it at this time. You know, in recent years, Chen Zixiao will indeed give Zhu Feng a memorial on time, but basically it is to report on the situation on Han Dongwei, or a memorial to congratulate him on the holidays. This kind of memorial, Zhu Feng never will Take out the Yushufang, that is, give a "know" and pass.

Today, there is obviously a problem with bringing his paper over.

So he hurriedly sat next to him: "What did Mr. Chen say in the book?"

Zhu Feng let out a heavy sigh: "Han Dongwei, something happened again."

"Something happened again? What happened?"

Nan Yan frowned.

You know, they eradicated the sand bandits in Reyue Bend and regained the White Dragon City, and finally created a stable situation on the northwest side. They had just been quiet for less than three years before something happened again.

Zhu Feng said: "Since the road to the west was opened up, there have been a lot more caravans, and some people started the idea of ​​these caravans. After entering Yumen Pass, it was okay. There were Shazhou guards along the way. Patrol with Han Dongwei soldiers, but further west, the situation is more chaotic."

South flue: "Are there bandits again?"

"It's a tribe in various countries from the Western Regions. It's called the Eastern Chaga Tribe. I only heard of them in the early years. These people are good at riding and shooting, and they have no fixed residence. They have caused great harm in the Western Regions. , But because Emperor Gao closed the gate of the country tightly and the road to the west was desolate, these people didn't come over and cause any trouble."

Nanyan Road: "Now that the Silk Road is reopened, have they found their goal?"

"Ok."

Nan Yan sighed, "It's really annoying."

"..."

"I'm still thinking about the sand bandits who wiped out Shazhouwei and regained the White Dragon City. The northwest will be stable. It has only been quiet for a few years. What happened again?"

Zhu Feng sighed, and said, "The sea of ​​people is vast, and there are always storms."

"..."

"Do you think that the word'big' of the Dayan Dynasty is just a benefit?"

"..."

"The larger the territory, the larger the land, the larger the population, and the more troubles. There is no trouble in the northwest, there are always other places to make trouble—"

Having said this, he paused for a moment, with a bit of sorrow in his low voice, and muttered, "Maybe, it's better here."

Nan Yan turned to look at him: "What did the emperor say?"

Zhu Feng was taken aback for a while, then turned to look at her: "No, nothing."

Nan Yan looked at him and clearly felt something was going on in his heart, but he refused to say so, so he didn't ask more, just said, "If this is the case, the emperor will send troops to destroy them."

Zhu Feng glanced at her, but did not respond to the incident.

Just smiled and said: "There is another news, you should want to hear."

Nan Yan looked at him: "What news?"