Chapter 836: Jian Ruocheng's gaze

After speaking, he stopped mentioning Wei Wang, but started playing around with Xiao Anping.
Nan Yan was already tired, so of course he didn't play with them at this time. Instead, he sat on the couch beside him, drinking tea, listening to her daughter's crisp laughter, and fell asleep without knowing it.
I don't know how long it took, and he picked her up with both hands.
Nan Yan opened his eyes and saw that Zhu Feng hugged himself and walked slowly to the bed.
Nan Yan was not sober yet, and said vaguely: "Where is Anping?"
"Leave it to the nurse."
"Let her come over."
"Well, you didn't sleep well on the road these days. Tonight, you can sleep well."
Zhu Feng took off her clothes and hugged her in his arms.
The weather in Jinling was warmer than that in the north. Zhu Feng's body temperature made her feel more comfortable. Although Nan Yan was a little chaotic, she intuitively got into his arms.
However, because I woke up for a while, I couldn't fall asleep.
After being quiet for a while, he found that Zhu Feng seemed to be thinking about things, and the hanging stitch patterns on the center of his eyebrows became more profound.
Asked softly: "The emperor, what's on your mind?"
"Nothing?"
"It's the government, is there anything that bothers the emperor?"
"..." Zhu Feng was silent for a while before saying: "It's still a matter of not moving the capital."
"Before, didn't those officials have been persuaded?"
"What I persuaded before was only part of it," Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. This is what he would only do when he was very tired: "But now, I am back in Jinling."
"..."
Nan Yan understood.
Before, only a part of the officials who worked on affairs had arrived in Peking. They resisted moving the capital, and they had caused Zhu Feng so much trouble.
And now, this is the capital of the South!
None of the officials here, even the powerful and nobles, would be willing to move their capital.
Their opposition, as well as the opposing forces, will be hundreds of times greater than before in Peking!
No wonder Zhu Feng is so tired.
Nan Yan whispered: "The emperor, concubine, what can you do?"
Zhu Feng glanced at her and smiled: "You, don't do anything. Just do it yourself."
"……Yes."
That's right, I shouldn't have been involved in matters of government.
Just don't mess with him.
Nan Yan thought for a while, then said, "By the way, the emperor, tomorrow my concubine wants to go home, okay?"
"Back to Si's house?"
"Yeah. Grandma's coffin was sent back. It should have been buried. My concubine wants to go back to worship the spirit seat."
"Alright. Do you want me to accompany you?"
"The emperor is so busy, don't let the emperor go to these small things."
"Ok."


Early the next morning, Zhu Feng went to the court for the first time after returning to Jinling, but Nan Yan cleaned up and returned to Si's house.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with going back.
I just want to take a last look at Xirongtang where my grandmother once lived, and look for some memories of the past. Now, Xirongtang has been cleaned up, and all the tables, chairs and benches, including utensils, are covered with layers of white cloth.
It's like a cold snow cave.
Standing inside, Nan Yan understood once again that her grandmother had left and she would never return.
When people grow up, it is natural to face this kind of parting, but this is the first time for Nan Yan. It is inevitable that she can't get out. Ran Xiaoyu and the others have been soothing for a long time before they barely calmed down.
At this time, Gu Tingchun walked to her: "Niang Niang."
Nan Yan looked up at her: "What's the matter with mother?"
Gu Tingchun himself hesitated for a long time before whispering: "Niang Niang, your sister--Mulan has been in the clothing bureau for almost a year, and she has learned enough."
"..."
"Will the empress spare her and let her come back."
"..."
Nan Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly.
Speaking of which, she almost forgot that there was something like Smuran.
She was sent to the Coating Bureau because she was messing up at the canonization ceremony. By all accounts, it was not a year.
Gu Tingchun wanted to take advantage of this time to intercede with her.
Nan Yan did not speak.
Gu Tingchun said sadly: "The local woman knows that what happened at the beginning was that she was wrong—the local woman was not right. But Niangniang, after all, she is the daughter of the Si family, and she is also connected by blood."
"..."
"Now that the old lady is gone, she is alive in the sky, so she doesn't want to see her family like this."
These words stabbed Nan Yan.
She couldn't help turning her head, looking at the Xirong Hall like a snow cave.
Indeed, the current situation of the Si family is really withered. She is in the palace all year round, and Si Mulan is in the clothing bureau. I heard that Si Muyun has also been transferred to Beiping to work under Gu Tingqiu.
Gu Tingchun is the only one left in this family.
It's no wonder that she has to be cheeky to intercede with herself.
Maybe the old grandmother is alive in the sky, and she really doesn't want to see such a deserted family.
Nan Yan was silent for a while, and said, "My palace will go back and talk to the queen about this."
"..."
"But, it depends on her own good fortune."
Gu Tingchun said gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, noble concubine."
Nan Yan waved her hand faintly.
After that, she went to incense the ancestor's spiritual position, stayed at the Si's house for a while, and then set off for the palace.
On the road, I heard many people talking about moving the capital.
Since the beginning of the founding of the People’s Republic of China, the capital of the country has been set here, and the people have become accustomed to it, but suddenly, it was announced that the capital was going to be moved to Peking, which was obviously unacceptable to everyone.
Therefore, it seems that some people are worried.
Of course, this kind of popular feeling is inevitable.
Nan Yan looked for a while, and was about to lower the curtains, when she suddenly saw two familiar figures on the side of the road, her eyes lit up and the carriage stopped, called Ran Xiaoyu down, and called the two people into the carriage.
"The imperial concubine."
"Pretty sister!"
As soon as they got in the car, the two of them were surprised at themselves.
No one else, it was the young wife Jiahe of the Jian family, and her innocent and lovely son Xiao Yu.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's been a long time since Madam Young. Xiao Yu, do you miss me?"
"Of course! Pretty sister, you haven't come to see me for a long time!"
Xiao Xun was still very close to her, and he was about to come over and hug her immediately, but Mrs. Jiahe Young stopped him and said softly: "Xiao Xun, don't be rude. This is the noble concubine."
"what?"
Xiao Yu may not be particularly sensitive to people's identities. Suddenly, the beautiful sister who used to be close can no longer be close, he is a little confused.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Madam Shao doesn't have to be so polite."
Mrs. Jiahe Shao smiled and said, "Can't the courtesy be abandoned?"
After all, it is the young lady of the Jian family, wherever she goes, she is neither humble nor overbearing, making people feel close.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Where is the young lady going?"
"Oh, the weather is good today, so I brought Xiao Yu out to go shopping and buy something by the way. I am about to go home."
"Then I will send the young lady and the young son back."
"Why do you bother the noble concubine?"
"Madam, you really shouldn't be so polite to me."
Jiahe glanced at her and smiled softly: "Okay."
So Nan Yan asked the coachman to turn around and drove to Jian's house.
Nan Yan asked Xiao Xun to sit next to him, touched his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xun has grown a lot taller and stronger."
"Yes, the clothes have just been made, and they were small after two months."
Madam Jiahe smiled again and said: "By the way, I heard that the imperial concubine gave birth to the little princess, and the local women haven't said joy to the empress yet."
"Thanks a lot."
"The little princess must be very cute now."
"Lovely is cute, just twittering every day, not going to bed at night, it is very noisy."
"Haha, all the mothers have survived this way. When the local woman brought Xiao Hu, she wanted to hang him on the hanger outside at night to make him cry."
When the two mothers talked, there were always many topics.
Amidst the laughter, the carriage arrived outside Jian's house in a short while.
Nan Yan lifted the curtain and looked at the familiar door.
Mrs. Jiahe Shao thought for a while and said, "Will the concubine go in and sit down?"
Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Jian, uh, Master Jian, how is he?"
Mrs. Jiahe Shao glanced at her and said softly, "Uncle, it's okay."
"not good at all!"
Xiao Yu on the side said loudly: "My uncle is locked in the room and hasn't been out for several days!"
"..."
Hearing this, Nan Yan's heart sank slightly.
Madam Jiahe Shao raised her head and glanced at Nan Yan, gave a wry smile, stretched out her hand and stroked Xiao Yu's hair, and said solemnly: "Silly boy, don't talk nonsense."
After finishing speaking, he said to the south flue: "Noble concubine empress."
"Ok?"
"My uncle was dismissed this time, there may be some deeper reasons, the women don't understand, of course, the women have always asked about the affairs of the court."
"..."
"However, if it is said that it was the thing that happened to you halfway, the civil woman should tell the concubine empress, no matter what the empress saw or felt, there is one thing, please believe it."
"..."
"Uncle, he will never harm his mother."
"..."
Nan Yan was silent for a while, and said softly, "I know."
"..."
"Even if everyone in the world harmed me, I would not believe that the second son harmed me."
"..."
"He, he must have his own reasons."
Hearing her saying this, Mrs. Jiahe Shao was also relieved, and then said: "With the words of the empress, the village woman feels more at ease. The village woman acts as the uncle, thank you for your trust."
Nan Yan waved his hand with a wry smile.
Mrs. Jiahe Shao took Xiao Xu out of the carriage, Nan Yan waved goodbye to them, and then the carriage drove away from Jian's house.
Mrs. Jiahe Shao watched the carriage disappear at the end of the long street before turning around and walking into the gate. She asked Xiao Yu to read in the study first, and walked to the door of Jian Ruocheng's room by herself.
The door is still closed, only the window is open, and he can be seen sitting quietly reading a book.
Mrs. Jiahe Shao said: "Uncle."
Jian Ruocheng raised his head: "Sister-in-law."
After leaving the north for a few months, his whole person has been thinner. In addition, the warm weather in the south and the thin clothes made him look even more stubborn.
In the past, it was like a bamboo.
And now, it's like a dry bamboo.
Seeing him like this, Mrs. Jiahe Shao sighed and said: "Uncle knows who I met on the street today?"
"Who?"
"The imperial concubine."
"...!"
Jian Ruocheng's hand holding the book trembled slightly.
After closing the book for a while, he whispered: "The concubine, she—"
"I won't say much about anything else. I talked about you with the empress."
"..."
This time, not only was the hand shaking, but Jian Ruocheng's gaze flickered slightly: "She, did you say anything?"
Mrs. Jiahe Shao said: "She said that she believes in you, even if everyone in the world harms her, she also firmly believes that you will not harm her."
"..."
Jian Ruocheng's face flushed slightly: "She, really said that?"
Mrs. Jiahe Shao smiled and said, "When did I tell a lie to lie to you?"
"..."
This time, not only his face was red, but his eyes were a little red.
Jian Ruocheng's breath became urgent.
Mrs. Jiahe Shao smiled with a little accomplishment and said: "Okay, I'm just here to say this to you. I'm going to prepare lunch, uncle, it's time to come out for dinner with everyone today, don't Let father-in-law worry about you again."
"……Yes."
Mrs. Jiahe Shao smiled and turned away.
Jian Ruocheng is still sitting at the table, but his gaze has slowly given birth to a trace of life from the withered.


When I returned to the palace, it was already evening.
Zhu Feng finished the day's political affairs and came over to have dinner with her.
He came late, Xiao Anping had already gone to the nurse's side to drink milk and hugged him back, but he seemed to smell the scent of the food and was making trouble in the cradle.
Zhu Feng hugged her over.
Holding her in one hand, the chopsticks in one hand picked up a piece of meat: "Would you like to eat it?"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "The emperor, don't tease her. You can't eat these now."
"I know."
Seeing Anping in his arms, Zhu Feng flushed with anxiety at the piece of meat, couldn't help but smile: "This girl is too greedy."
"..."
I always feel that when he says his daughter is greedy, he is insinuating that he is greedy.
Nan Yan gave him a look.
Then he said: "The emperor seems to be in a very good mood today. Did you go to Chengqian Palace to check the homework of King Wei?"
"Ok."
"Then, how?"
"not bad."
Speaking of King Wei, Zhu Feng became a rare face and said, "His riding and shooting are much more accurate than before."
"..."
"It's just that I'm not familiar with the book of war."
Nan Yan immediately smiled and said: "Is Wang Wei still young? It is difficult to cover everything. Besides, these days, he supervises the state affairs, and the concubine heard that he also did some practical things for the common people. So this time, although it was said that the capital would be moved The news, but the people’s reaction is not too big."
This matter is the most satisfying to Zhu Feng.
He soothed the people and relieved himself of worries.
It seems that Zhu Chengxuan's benevolence is not useless.
Nan Yan stretched out his hand and nodded Xiao Anping's nose, and said, "Have you heard? Your little brother is getting better and better. He can protect you in the future."
"Ooooooo."
Zhu Feng glanced at her, didn't say anything, just smiled faintly.