Song QingHan thought while walking, and found that Wu Dahu didn't admit his life, which is probably caused by huangguifu's advice. After all, with the appearance of the fifth prince who has no intention, if you really want to do anything bad to them, I'm afraid you can't think of such a clever trick.
He sighed softly, and there was a touch of worry in his eyes.
In the end, he thought that it was not expensive for him to leave the emperor.
People are all the same. There is no eternal friendship, only permanent interests. If it was not for what benefits the fifth prince could bring to the imperial concubine, he would not believe that the emperor would work so hard, give advice and help to manage.
But what benefit can emperor Guifu get from the fifth prince? Can't he get this benefit from he Ning?
If we can understand this point and let huangguifu go back, their chances of winning will be much greater.
Seeing song QingHan frowning and pondering, Wu Dahu is preparing to speak. Yu Guang suddenly glances at a bright yellow in the distance. He is surprised. He reaches out and grabs song QingHan and says in a deep voice, "the emperor is here."
Meeting the emperor in the palace is not a rare thing, so song QingHan didn't think much about it. He retreated with Wu Dahu and knelt down early before the emperor passed by, waiting for the emperor to leave.
Unexpectedly, in front of them, the emperor, who had already gone a few steps forward, suddenly backed back, stood still, raised his eyebrows and asked, "are you the doctor who cured smallpox?"
Song QingHan was stunned. It seemed that the emperor stopped because of him.
However, his response was very quick, respectfully: "the smallpox on the desert can be good, thanks to the emperor's blessing."
All of us are smart people. Naturally, we can hear the deep meaning of Gongwei's words.
See song QingHan did not refute, the emperor "um" a, casually way: "hear before you do not reward, now change your mind?"
Song QingHan's heart was tight. Seeing that the Emperor didn't seem to investigate his "previous impoliteness", he thought about it and leaned over and said, "the grassroots hope that the emperor can give the desert people some kind of pension. I wonder if it is out of order?"
The reason why he put forward this request is that, firstly, he fulfilled his previous "don't" reward, and secondly, he really wanted to help the desert people. After all, after such a big disaster, even if people outside knew that the desert people's smallpox had been cured, they would not be able to accept them easily.
The emperor took a deep look at Song QingHan, then suddenly laughed. He turned his head to a man beside him and said, "the friend of shipping is really not ordinary."
Song QingHan listened, Leng Leng Leng, quietly glanced from the remaining light to the man standing behind the emperor.
When he saw Luo Haiyun's smiling eyes, song QingHan turned his eyes and seemed to understand what was going on. He lowered his head and waited for the emperor's reply.
The Emperor didn't let him worry for a long time. He waved his big hand and said, "I'll grant it."
After seeing the emperor finish this sentence, he was in a good mood and ready to leave. Although song QingHan felt a pity, he still didn't say anything.
After all, he has changed the favor of the emperor to that of the people in the desert. I'm afraid that the emperor will misunderstand Wu Dahu as greedy.
However, he did not mention it. The emperor glanced at Wu Dahu himself, but remembered it. After a light sigh, he asked in doubt, "is this the flower of the martial arts test? The man who would rather marry? "
Hearing the latter sentence, song QingHan was so nervous that he almost blurted out the idea of letting the emperor take back his life. Fortunately, Wu Dahu soon opened his mouth and stopped his impulse to do something stupid.
"Reply to the emperor, Wei Chen is the flower of Wu test, Wu Dahu."
The emperor saw that he was neither humble nor arrogant. He nodded with satisfaction and said casually: "you can stay in the capital. You can start from the Yu Lin Wei. It depends on you."
Wu Dahu stopped for a moment. It seemed that he did not expect that he had been waiting for his life for a long time to come down at this time. He quickly lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Wei Chen, thank the emperor."
It seems that a group of people in the imperial palace of Qingwu didn't seem to be happy when they left the palace.
Song QingHan and Wu Dahu raised their bodies and looked at each other's eyes to see the happiness in each other's eyes.
Even the fifth prince can't do anything, not to mention the position of Yu Lin Wei, the emperor's next minister.
Thinking of this, song QingHan can't help but sigh. Fortunately, he didn't ask the emperor about Wu Dahu. Otherwise, if the emperor knew that the fifth prince was playing tricks behind his back, he would not punish the fifth prince, or even follow his will. After all, he will go to get married soon. This small requirement is not satisfied. Isn't it too heartless ?
Now that the matter has been settled, there is no need for them to go to the fifth prince. They turn around and prepare to leave the palace.
But it's easy to come in and difficult to go out. Before they got to the first gate, they were stopped."If you have an order, please follow me."
Song QingHan's pace, a little uneasy in the heart, but still obediently follow the man behind, toward the place where once came.
When he saw Huang Guifu, song QingHan quickly lowered his head, as if he had been stabbed by his dazzling beauty.
Before they even had time to pay a courtesy, they heard the fifth Prince say angrily: "there is not enough to succeed, but something more to fail!"
Song QingHan pretended not to know and said in surprise, "the fifth Prince is talking about grass people? The grassroots really tried their best. Although they didn't hang themselves, they stabbed them with a kitchen knife. Now they still have injuries on their stomachs! "
Seeing that he said this strategy in front of Wu Dahu, the fifth prince was even more angry, but he didn't know what to say. After all, what song QingHan said was true, and the rumors outside had been flying all over the sky. Although there was exaggeration, it could also be seen.
So he turned his head and looked at Wu Dahu, who was similar to the wooden post, and said angrily, "your husband is going to die. You are still so indifferent! What a heartbreaker in the world
Wu Dahu's face was still calm. He clasped his fists and said, "it's hard to disobey the emperor's life when I go back to the fifth prince. Even if Xiaohan is really dead in front of me, I can't disobey the order of the imperial edict. After all, I still have a family to support. I can't eat only by love and love."
The reason why he said this was to completely block the mind of the fifth prince. Otherwise, if the fifth prince saw that it was useful to threaten him with song QingHan, things would only get worse and worse.
After listening to Wu Dahu's words, the fifth Prince's face became even more red. It looked like a firefight that could explode at any time.
Huang Guifu chuckled, stretched out his hand, picked up a purple grape and put it into his mouth. After eating it slowly, he said, "you're right. What's the use of closing the door to make a noise? It's better to work together to persuade him to quit your life. After all, he's not a martial arts man who can't marry. "
The fifth prince was interrupted by the emperor's husband. He was not angry, but was very happy. He nodded his head and said, "yes, yes, that's right! Although he Ning is not a good talker, if you persuade him and believe that he is not such an unreasonable person, he will take the initiative to ask his father to take back this will
Song QingHan looked at Wu Dahu calmly and hesitantly said, "if your highness he Ning doesn't agree...
Huang Guifu's expression is light, and he yawns carelessly and says softly:" try your best. Besides, there is nothing difficult in the world, just for those who have the heart. "
His words sounded full of encouragement, but song QingHan and Wu Dahu both felt nervous and bowed their heads. After a ceremony, they took the initiative to leave.
After they walked out of the palace, they were blown by the cool wind and found that their backs had been soaked in cold sweat.
Wu Dahu looked grim and said in a deep voice, "the meaning of huangguifu's words is to let us never agree. When it comes to the agreement of his highness, he Ning?"
Song QingHan gave a bitter smile and said helplessly: "besides this meaning, what else can he mean? I doubt whether he has a feud with he Ning. Otherwise, it's not worth your husband's intervention if he can't support the wall with the mud like the fifth prince. "
Wu Dahu nodded and said thoughtfully: "no matter whether there is a feud between them, they are enemies now. We have to go there with Ning."
Since the last quarrel with he Ning, song QingHan has not seen the face of he Ning for a long time. At this time, when he thought of taking the initiative to find he Ning, he felt uncomfortable.
After they got into the carriage, they didn't even change their clothes, so they went directly to the house of he Ning.
He Ning's house looks low-key and atmospheric. The gate is bigger than half of the courtyard where song QingHan and Wu Dahu live now.
It's strange to say that song QingHan didn't understand the meaning of the word "Princess" of Princess Ning, and what the relationship between he Ning and today's emperor. He even allowed the emperor to send his son out to make peace for him.
Song QingHan took a step forward and knocked on the door of he Ning family. When he saw the servants behind the door, he took the initiative to express his intention.
He thought that the servant would go in and announce it again. Unexpectedly, after hearing his name, the servant opened the door directly and said respectfully, "please come in, master song. My master has been waiting for you for a long time."
Song Qing was so cold that he didn't know when his name was so easy to use. When people in the palace heard it, they would get out of the way.
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