evening.

Zheng Yu gently patted the jade hand on the forehead and signaled that he was about to set off. Ming Yuelan took Zheng Yu's coat and hat, put it on for him, then carefully, and whispered: "Look at you who have been working hard these days, why bother so hard if you are so tired? If you don't work, then another day."

"How can I just regret what I promised?" Zheng Yu smiled bitterly, and his face was filled with fatigue. "My identity is special, and every move will be seen as a signal. There is no way, this is fate."

"Reconcile military and political conflicts, resolve military supplies, and reach war preparations as soon as possible. This is a major event that concerns the national destiny." Zheng Yu stood there, closed his eyes, and was carefully wiped by Mingyuelan with a hot towel on his face. His pale face was steamed by the heat and turned red again, and he looked much more energetic.

"As soon as possible, let's arrange what I told you, and coordinate with Director Li. In addition, the bureau has sent people to investigate the assassination case, and you must arrange it. I have hung up the phone number to the director and ask him to give you a name." Zheng Yu closed his eyes and rested, and said in a nagging manner, "You haven't gone to see him yet? You have chatted with him when you return to the bureau these two days. I see Uncle Qin has a lot of trouble recently."

"Okay, I remember everything." Mingyuelan straightened his hat and smiled with satisfaction.

Zheng Yu also felt like a nagging old woman. He smiled self-deprecatingly, rubbed his eyebrows, nodded to Qiu Haiyang and Ji Yasaiyin by the door, and walked out strode.

After a while, the sound of the car starting came from downstairs. Mingyuelan watched the convoy leave the Zhonghua Palace through the window, and gently whirled the hot towel in her hand, bit her lip and couldn't help but touch her face.

I'm cool, I use the split line

Today, the only ones who had dinner with Zheng Yu at Xu Fan's Marshal's Mansion were Xu Fan and his wife Yu Xue, and his youngest son Xu Wei. Xu Fan's eldest son Xu Bo is the captain of the Navy's Battle Knife cruiser and is conducting drills in the main force of the southern Random Fleet. His second son Xu Liang is the commander of the 7th Marine Regiment of the newly expanded Marine Corps Division. He is stationed in Lushun and guarding the gate of the Bohai Bay.

Yu Xue is a Han native of Annan and a scholarly family. She married Xu Fan, who was 24 years old at the time at the age of 18. She followed her husband to fight south and north, and was a real couple in distress. Although Yu Xue was gentle, she was not a little woman who lived purely under her husband's aura. She insisted on learning new girls' school courses in her early years, and practiced English with her husband. She was exposed to a lot of naval knowledge and had a good prestige within the naval army and among the upper-class women's family in the empire.

Yu Xue is very good at cooking, especially when making soup. It is said that Xu Fan often went to eat her family's meals back then, and the two of them got together. Today, Yu Xue tried her best to make a pot of chicken soup. Zheng Yu drank his eyes and his face was covered in sweat. He kept saying it was delicious, but his mouth was a little vague.

Yu Xue looked at the young man with a smile, her eyes faintly turned red. Xu Fan saw his wife's appearance and smiled bitterly, gently shaking his wife's hand below.

Xu Wei next to him looked at His Highness in a daze, thinking that this man looked elegant yesterday, but why did he reincarnate like a starving ghost when he was on the table today? I'm really out of sight

After dinner, Xu Fan took Zheng Yu to the hot spring room in the back garden.

This place is actually the so-called Turkish bath. It is burned with spices, steaming hot and the lights are soft. As soon as you come in, people's mood will involuntarily relax. However, there are neither beauties in bikini nor maids holding fresh fruits, but only the expressionless guards on the outside.

Xu Fan looked Zheng Yu up and down, making him feel a little embarrassed. Zheng Yu asked naively: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Xu Fan called out, but said playfully, "Your figure is nothing to say, no wonder the Japanese girl was caught in the trap at once."

Zheng Yu felt embarrassed, but his heart felt ache again.

"She died for you," Xu Fan leaned against the wall of the bathtub, applied a hot towel to his head, and closed his eyes slightly, "Xiao Yu, there are many people who died because of you."

Zheng Yu was silent.

"You met Liu Xiang today. How are you going to tell him about Liu Zhenwu?"

"The news that the first brigade was eliminated has been confirmed. According to time and discipline, Captain Liu must have sacrificed. Liu Xiang invited me to go to his house tomorrow night, and I will tell him directly. Tell the truth."

"Aren't you afraid that he will hate you? To put it bluntly, Zhenwu died because of you." Xu Fan sighed, "Liu Xiang is a protector, and especially likes this second son. You have seen his eldest son, which is another way. Liu Xiang has always placed his hope on Zhenwu. Unexpectedly, the boy went to join the army with his incognito behind his back. Later, His Majesty specially approved that he would not tell Liu Xiang, and he would also allow him to stay in Siberia, hoping to truly train this child. He originally planned to exchange him for the first time before the war, but he didn't expect that this happened just as he was about to send someone to go."

"I will find out the conspiracy behind it." Zheng Yu was silent for a moment and said firmly, "The brothers of the Volunteer Army cannot die in vain, nor can Aju die in vain. My father has ordered me to continue to investigate the matter secretly, and will send some more power to me."

"You have this heart, it's great." Xu Fan nodded, "You have done well in these things. I see that the teacher is satisfied with you and observes me. As long as you don't make any mistakes in these things, your position as the prince is likely to be decided."

A flame ignited in Zheng Yu's heart, his face faintly appeared in the steam, and he was slightly red. He felt dizzy, a burst of ecstasy, and a burst of relief. He knew very well that if the person on the other side said yes, there would be basically no problem.

"But, don't be too proud." Xu Fan held his head with his hands, floating lazily on the water surface, and gently tugged the water with his feet, as if he was dozing on the back of the water. "The teacher is not a mortal, and I often can't guess his thoughts. If he really treats you as his heir, he will arrange many troublesome things for you, prepare for various tests and training, and you will encounter all kinds of aspects. I can only wish you good luck."

Zheng Yu looked at the marshal who was floating on the water, free and relaxed, and calm tone, and immediately felt the heat in his heart dropped, and he said respectfully: "Yes, teacher."

"Don't call me teacher in the future, Your Majesty feels uncomfortable." Xu Fan said softly, "You will be Your Majesty personally teaches it from now on. Teacher, this is with inheritance. You must remember that at any time, the one you inherit is His Majesty, not me, and only he is your father, your teacher, and your role model."

"Uncle Fan, I should be happy about this." Zheng Yu smiled bitterly, "But why do you feel so deep in your heart now? I am the prince, and sometimes I think it's quite boring."

"It's worth it to be boring." Xu Fan's expression became serious and he put his face in front of Zheng Yu, "You are already like this, and it's hard to even survive. Remember, you can only move forward, never look back or hesitate."

Zheng Yu's heart was shaking and his face became solemn: "Remember. Go forward and don't look back."

"I will do my best to help you." Xu Fan closed his eyes again, "You are my hope and the hope of this country."

Zheng Yu was a little confused and just stared at the man in a daze.

"Don't think too much, I don't ask for anything in you. This country is His Majesty and us half of our lives, and is considered our common child. But I know that the mission entrusted to us by history has almost been completed. What this country needs in the future is not people like us. I have always wanted to cultivate you and become the kind of ruler this country needs most in the future. But now."

Zheng Yu listened silently, not knowing what to say.

"I have always had a question to ask you." Xu Fan was silent for a moment and asked, "In Moscow, you once said that you would gradually promote democratization. After all, you are the crown prince of the empire. Are you not afraid even though you know that these words will be passed back to His Majesty? Or is it actually just used to perfunctory those democratic parties?"

Zheng Yu's heart trembled.

Judging from the information collected from the memory fragments, the marshal seemed to have been vaguely guiding the prince to become an enlightened and democratic fact. This is a bit ridiculous, but it is a fact. But the key is that the other party is not an opposition member, but a real power boss. What he did is undoubtedly subtlely undermining him.

In Zheng Yu's opinion, such a person is probably not a great sage,

"The teacher used to ask me to read Rousseau, Voltaire, Locke, and the history of the United States, France and Britain. I did read it, compare it, and thought about it repeatedly. These words were actually what I thought." Zheng Yu thought about it again and again, and said, "As the prince, I should support absolute imperial power. But first of all, I am a member of the nation and a Chinese. I cannot betray the country and the nation just for my own selfish interests. In my heart, this country and this nation are more important than anything else."

"I admit that when the founding of the country, and even now, the system of the empire was the most suitable for national development. Even for a long time in the future, this will be the case. What this country needs is further improvement and improvement." Zheng Yu continued, "This nation has become accustomed to obeying the will of a strong man. Once such an absolute strong man is lacking, or blindly promoting the so-called democratization, the result is nothing more than a violent or other way to compete for a recognized strong man. Since this is the case, why bother to imitate him?"
Chapter completed!