Tianmen Pass South City, Central Street, after Jiang Qing, the son of the king of Bei'an, walked out of the Nanke Chamber of Commerce with a bunch of files, he did not return to the north city directly, but took the northern army to directly seal the Tongbei Chamber of Commerce located in the middle of the street, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he took away all the relevant personnel.

The movements of the royal palace and the northern army revealed a hint of the smell of mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building, and the businessmen had the most keen sense of smell of the situation, so for a while, the atmosphere in the entire Tianmen Pass became subtle, and speculation was everywhere.

In the study on the top floor of the South Guest Chamber of Commerce, after Jiang Qing left, the middle-aged woman Luo Shopkeeper looked at the cup of tea in front of her that had not been touched, and fell into deep thought on her ordinary fair face.

Tianmen Hou Jiangqing is a real soldier, so he has a vigorous and meticulous style, so he didn't take anything except the information he needed from the Chamber of Commerce, including the cup of tea used for entertainment.

Shopkeeper Luo knows this, and with the background of the Bei'an Palace, there is no need to show favor to her a small chamber of commerce that has not been established for a long time, so Jiang Qing's words before leaving may have a deep meaning behind it.

"Madam, my subordinates think that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

After Jiang Qing left, the middle-aged steward who returned to the study again, after thinking for a while, saluted directly, and then the shopkeeper Luo came back to his senses and responded softly:

"I know this, since ancient times, especially in the war era, the status of our businessmen has always been very low, what we are afraid of is the official, the soldier, although the dynasty is now enlightened and sage, but there are still countless chambers of commerce that squeeze their heads and want to get on the line with the official family, not to mention that it is directly into the eyes of the saint, that is simply a step to the sky. ”

After Shopkeeper Luo finished speaking, he turned around again, looked through the window, looked at the sky above the sky, the large psychedelic flow of auroras, and continued to speak:

"But the king steward, you have to be clear, the Holy is the phoenix of the Nine Heavens soaring in the sky, and we are not even as good as the ants on the ground, the Holy Lord's plan will be a major event that will shake the world, and we are really too weak, the slightest carelessness is the end of the soul, you know that it is not easy for me and the master to establish this foundation, if the master is here at this time, he will definitely be able to make the most correct decision. ”

In the sky above the gate of heaven, the aurora flew and exuded a brilliant mystery.

Compared with the noisy and lively Nancheng, under the aurora light, the Beicheng, which only belongs to the Northern Army, is undoubtedly more solemn and iron-blooded, and the smell of blood in the air is stronger.

In the Bei'an Palace, Jiang Qing, who had a solemn face, put down the brush in his hand, and his whole body, which was originally lying forward, slowly stood up, and then sealed the fold in front of him, handed it to the guards on the side, and said:

"A first-level secret, directly teleported to the Shenjing City with a scroll, and handed over to His Majesty. ”

"No!"

After the guards wearing blood armor took it with both hands, they strode away, and then Jiang Qing raised his head and looked at the huge map in front of him that occupied the entire wall, on which hundreds of black dots were marked, which was the distribution map of the Snow People tribe in the Extreme North Snow Field.

Then its faint voice rang out in the large tent:

"I say, you old man, don't die until I arrive with my army. ”

In Shenjing City, the snow is fluttering and the wind is cold, but the Qiong Pulp Restaurant on Qinglong Street is still full of diners.

At this time, it was lunchtime, so the huge Qiong Pulp Pavilion was full, and then Liang Po carried three bowls of noodles, like a little giant's burly body, walked out of the side door of the Qiong Pulp Pavilion, and returned to a carriage parked on the side of the road against the wind and snow.

As soon as Liang Pogang came back, looking at the fragrant noodle soup in his hand, the eyes of Zhao Yu and Rouge suddenly lit up, and they swallowed their saliva subconsciously.

Then the carriage continued to drive forward, and in the car, the young emperor and rouge were eating the noodle soup, and the husband and wife acted surprisingly consistently, first after eating the noodles, and then picking up the bowl, drinking the extremely delicious soup at all, and finally exclaiming in unison, with great satisfaction.

"It seems that it is still the noodle soup in the agar syrup hall to arouse your appetite in rouge. ”

Zhao Yu looked at the girl in front of him who had just finished eating noodles and her cheeks were red, and couldn't help but smile lightly, with gentleness in her voice, and then Rouge's big eyes narrowed, and she just wanted to touch her stomach, but suddenly her complexion changed, and she directly raised her hand to cover her mouth, and responded eagerly:

"Your Majesty, the concubine seems to have eaten too much and wants to vomit. ”

As soon as these words came out, this made several people in the carriage panic, and they couldn't even care about eating noodles, and they were in a hurry, and finally the woman of the Lian family, who was in charge of driving, had experience, took a basin, and invited the young emperor and Liang Po out of the carriage, so that Rouge, who had morning sickness reaction, vomited in the carriage.

Then Zhao Yu stood in the snow wearing a big coat, turned his head, and muttered to Liang Po beside him:

"Po'er, did I feed Rouge too much?"

Liang Po, who was bald and shiny, holding an umbrella, stood straight, his face remained unchanged, his face was not red, and his heart did not beat:

"Your Majesty, I heard the old lady in the palace say that this is called happy vomiting, which is a good thing. ”

"Old mama?"

Zhao Yu looked at Liang Po's dark eyes with a puzzled look, and then continued to ask:

"When did you still have a relationship with the old lady in the palace?"

Facing the young emperor's questioning, Liang Po was still indifferent, and continued to respond softly:

"The old lady in the imperial dining room, I heard that I stewed tonic for my mother that day. ”

As Liang Po's words fell, Zhao Yu fell into a little silence, he had been busy with political affairs, but he neglected to care about rouge, and even Liang Po knew more than him, so Zhao Yu raised his hand and touched his chin, and continued to speak:

"Go back and arrange for the medical officers of the Tai Hospital to come to the Imperial Garden, I will ask them some questions, by the way, inform the Zhenhai King of Canglan City, and let the disciples of the Linglong Sect come to the palace to take care of it, although the Tianhui Army can treat, but they still don't understand the matter of childbirth. ”

"Your Majesty, I have already arranged all these things as you said. ”

Although Liang Po's magnetic voice was flat, after Zhao Yu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a warmth, although Liang Po looked rough and had a rough body, but his heart was as fine as a hair.

"I'm sorry for you. ”

Then Liang Po shook his head, and the magnetic mellow voice continued to come out:

"Although there are few people in the White Emperor's Palace, and no new ones have been added for more than ten years, there will be officials in the Inner Court Department who are responsible for guarding the royal bloodline, and there are a large number of them, which can also come in handy at this time.

"Your Majesty, whether it is for the Zhao clan or the people of Great Xia, the inheritance of the bloodline is a very important top priority. ”

After Liang Po finished speaking, Zhao Yu's expression became even more weird, he looked Liang Po up and down, and then muttered:

"I even suspect now that Grandma must have explained something to you alone thousands of years ago. ”