On the way back to Beijing from Luoyang and to Gong County, Zhao Lang went to his father's cemetery, Yong'an Mausoleum, to pay tribute.

Standing on the corner tower of the cemetery's divine wall, he looked at the deep blue sky in the distance and the sunset that was about to fall. After a long time, he pulled out a carved feather arrow and shot it into the wilderness.

Seeing the arrow falling silently in the distance, Zhao Lang sighed and said to Zhao Zeping who was standing beside him: "Life is like a flash of time, and there must be a place to go. Today, where the arrow falls is where I will sleep for a hundred years."

Zhao Zeping said in surprise, "The emperor is in good health, why do you suddenly talk about these things?"

Zhao Lang smiled faintly, "Prime Minister, don't be too careful, I'm just talking casually."

After saying that, he took out the toy stone horse, stared at it quietly for a long time, and handed it over to the accompanying guards, and ordered them to bury it in the place where the arrow fell.

"Yongchang Tomb, Prime Minister, I will name this place as Yongchang Tomb. What do you think?" Zhao Lang looked at the wilderness and asked softly.

Zhao Zeping sighed, "It's okay for the emperor to consider Dingling in advance. Moreover, the mountains and waters are on the back, Berlin is weaving, and green leaves are like a cover. It's an excellent Feng Shui treasure land. I just hope that the emperor will not forget me at that time. Xu built a small tomb next to him, so he can also bathe in the favor of the emperor day and night."

Zhao Lang knew that he deliberately made him happy, so he was unwilling to let go of his kindness. He smiled happily and walked down the corner with Zhao Zeping.

***

"This Yongchang Tomb was originally named by the late emperor himself. I think he hopes that the Song Dynasty will be prosperous and will be prosperous for generations." Shen Qing looked a little sad. When he thought about it, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mr., is the Golden Chamber Alliance really true?"

Zhao Zeping lowered his head and chuckled, but the laughter was filled with a chill of seemingly nonsense. "Our Empress Dowager, we have always been very fond of the current emperor, so when the late emperor rushed back to serve the disease, he summoned the King of Jin to explain the inheritance of the future throne, and persuaded the late emperor to die and pass it on to the King of Jin. This suicide note was kept in the Jinkou, so it was called the "Jinkou Alliance". I am a witness to this matter, so how could there be a falsehood?"

Shen Qing was puzzled, "The late emperor did not object?"

Zhao Zeping smiled miserably, "The late emperor is a filial son, but he is not foolish. The matter of establishing a crown prince is related to people's livelihood and national affairs. Of course, he will not obey the Queen Mother's opinion. I think the reason why the late emperor agreed was because he was a man with great righteousness. For the transfer of the throne, he valued more the ability to govern the country rather than bloodline. His two sons were young and were far different from the King of Jin, who was supported by many ministers, so he followed the Queen Mother Du's opinion."

Shen Qing became even more confused, "But the late emperor is in his prime and there is still plenty of time to train two princes. It is too early to say that their foundation is unstable."

Zhao Zeping looked ahead, "Shen Qing, do you believe in a premonition?"

"Premonition?"

Zhao Zeping nodded deeply, "I think that when the late emperor made up his mind to leave the Jiama camp, he had already felt that his life was approaching, so he chose the tomb in advance, followed the arrangements of Queen Mother Du, and chose King Jin as his successor."

"Is there really...a hunch that kind of thing?"

A glimmer of light floated on Zhao Zeping's eyes, "I didn't believe it either, but now my mood is different."

Hearing him say this, Shen Qing suddenly felt a "knock" in his heart and asked anxiously, "Teacher, what do you mean by... what do you mean?"

Zhao Zeping looked at Shen Qing's frightened look and suddenly reached out to knock on his head, "He Yi He Yi, I am over 70 years old and I have stepped into the coffin with half a leg. Can't we think about our affairs in advance?"

After saying that, he shook his head and walked towards the sedan chair not far away. After climbing for a few times, he turned around and scolded Shen Qing, "What are you doing when you are stupid? You're just here to help. Alas, this blind boy with no eyes."

***

Jiang Xixi sat down opposite Cheng Dexuan with some restraint, slowly picked up the cup in front of her and swallowed the tea. The tea was still steaming and burned her tongue. She frowned and bared her teeth, and hurriedly put the cup down again.

But Dexuan seemed to have not noticed her rudeness. At this moment, he held his hands in front of his face, but his eyes were staring at the table without moving, completely immersed in his thoughts.

After a moment, he finally raised his head and looked ahead, but his eyes passed through Jiang Xixi to another place.

"What kind of person is that Miss Yan?"

The sudden question caught Jiang Xixi off guard. She opened her mouth for a long time before swallowing a saliva and said truthfully, "Miss Yan is talented and has a chivalrous heart. She is the best woman in this world."

"Your brother and Xun'er seem to be very close to her." Cheng Dexuan said calmly.

"Xun'er's child seems to be very close to Miss Yan. He also likes Miss Yan. He hangs around her if he has something to do. He is very fucked. To be honest, when I saw him close to Miss Yan at first, I felt empty and a little jealous. I saw the older child since I was a child, and I actually saw someone who had never met many times..."

After talking for a long time, she suddenly stopped and stared at Cheng Dexuan with her big, smart eyes, "Master, you...you asked me just now if I am also very close to Miss Yan?"

Cheng Dexuan said "Ye Xixi, do you understand what I mean by 'closeness'?"

Jiang Xixi stood up from the chair with a "twist" and knocked down a cup of hot tea because he was too excited. The tea dripped and flowed her skirt. But she didn't care and said excitedly, "Master, he really has something to do with Miss Yan. Although he didn't say it, I can see it clearly. It is rare for him to be moved by a woman like him. Master must match and match it for the adults to fulfill this marriage."

"I know Muyou is interested in that girl, what about her? What is she thinking?"

Cheng Dexuan's slow words stopped Jiang Xixi. She was confused and suddenly remembered what Yan Niang said to her in Jingmen Village. She said that she had never liked anyone, and she couldn't even understand what it meant. The way she looked when she spoke was even more innocent than a child in a cradle.

Will Yan Niang like adults like this?

Seeing Jiang Xixi suddenly stunned, Cheng Dexuan frowned slightly, "Xixi, can't you even understand the girl's friendship with Muyou?"

Jiang Xixi trembled and blurted out, "Master, why not, let me ask Miss Yan what she meant?"
Chapter completed!