She had long seen clearly that her family only talked about interests, but the first sentence also talked about family affection, and the next sentence threatened her, which still made her feel particularly sad and disappointed.

Even if the Fu family gritted their teeth with hatred, this is the place where they gave birth to her and raised her, they still have feelings.

Fu Lanyun didn't want to get entangled with them anymore, so she said, "I will tell the prince after I go back. As for how the prince makes a decision, I can't make the decision. At the time, the prince lost his power and was looking forward to the Fu family to help him, but... my daughter will do her best."

Fu Lanyun didn't care whether these words would embarrass them. She threw them down and stood up to say goodbye.

Mrs. Fu looked at her and said, "What your father said is right. You have to know that with the support of the Fu family, the road ahead of Dingbei will naturally be smoother. You are our daughter, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons, and my father and mother can still harm you."

"I understand." Fu Lanyun nodded, "I will do my best."

Of course, she tried her best to keep the He family away from the Fu family. She no longer wanted any involvement between the He family and the Fu family.

Mrs. Fu's expression was slightly relaxed, "It's good that you know, go back and persuade the prince."

Fu Lanyun nodded and turned away. After she walked out of the Fu family and got into the car, she lifted up the curtain and looked at the plaque of the Fu family. She used to be proud of the Fu family's daughter...

"Let's go, go home."

Later, she was proud of the wife of He family.

The sky was slightly drooping, and when the city gate was approaching, Zheng Huan's convoy entered the city in a mighty way, and Fu Lanyun's road back to the house was immediately squeezed out.

Xianglan asked the guards to inquire and found out that it was Mr. Xinling who was back. He got in the car and smiled at the princess, "Princess, Mr. Xinling who is back. He is so grand. There are dozens of vehicles following behind him. Many people must be invited back. In this way, will the Imperial Academy be even more lively?"

Fu Lanyun was stunned. He really didn't believe it. First, Pei Ji died of illness, and followed Master Xinling back to the city and brought a large number of famous scholars. Does even the heavens favor His Majesty today?

Otherwise, how could good news come one by one?

The dispute that caused the reopening of the Imperial College is still mentioned now. Those famous scholars who were invited to the Imperial College in Huikang but refused to go to the Imperial College do not know that they will not regret it now.

The people on both sides cheered one after another. She raised the curtain of the car and looked at some women covering their faces and cried bitterly. Some people knelt happily in the direction of the palace. There were more and more people coming from where the convoy of Xinling Prince passed by. Everyone cheered. The child was ignorant and ignorant. The white-haired old man was filled with tears...

Fu Lanyunruo was still the noble girl Fu who was not suffering from the suffering of the world. How could she look at such a scene? I was afraid she would even sneer at it.

But now, her car followed the team slowly, and as she looked at scenes, her eyes were red.

She once scoffed at the Emperor and Empress for their useless work, but now it seems that she is shallow and ignorant, and there are many people in this world who do not understand that there are great righteousness.

Tonight's night is destined to be a sleepless night for the aristocratic families.

Song Fengyu was indeed very happy to receive the news that Zheng Huan returned to the city. He personally met with these scholars and scholars from all over the country despite the late night.

That night, a banquet was held to welcome everyone. His Majesty attached such importance to the Imperial Academy, which made these people who worked hard and traveled thousands of miles and felt at ease.

Everyone is learning from Huikang, but Zheng Huan does not lie.

Gu Qingyi was very happy to get the news in the harem, so she asked the kitchen to prepare sobering soup. Sure enough, Song Fengyu was very drunk after coming back, so he went into the bedroom and watched Gu Qingyi carry the people over.

When Mianchun and others saw it, they quickly put down the things in their hands and bent down and retreated.

Gu Qingyi:...

Song Fengyu's arms were a bit scented with a strong smell of alcohol, but his happy smile made her feel warm and obediently held without moving.

"Are you very happy?" Gu Qingyi asked with a smile.

Song Fengyu let go of the person in his arms, but pulled her to fall on the soft couch, looking up at the top of the tent woven in golden silk, "Qingqing, I didn't expect that Zheng Huan could really invite so many people and so many famous scholars to come. Does that mean that I was recognized when I sat on this throne?"

Gu Qingyi was stunned. Unexpectedly, Song Fengyu still had such a disconfidence in his heart, and he really didn't see it at all.

This person is used to being domineering and never showed any trace in front of her. It was not until Zheng Huan Rongyao returned today that he expressed his thoughts.

Gu Qingyi sat up halfway and looked down at Song Fengyu, looking at his dark eyes with bright light, which was delighted.

"Of course, after He'an, you will implement benevolent policies after you ascend the throne, reduce taxes, and allow people from all over the country to recuperate. You will also reopen the Imperial College, so that poor students can read books and touch the interests of aristocratic families without retreating. In my heart, there is no better emperor than you."

Song Fengyu's eyes shook. He hadn't drunk so much wine for a long time, which made him dizzy, but Qingqing's words made his heart spin.

That's great.

Gu Qingyi took a handkerchief to wipe Song Fengyu's face, and then brought him sobering soup. When she finished her work, Song Fengyu had already fallen asleep.

She sat on the edge and looked at him, and even when she fell asleep, her eyebrows were relaxed, and the corners of her lips were slightly curled up, and she didn't know what good dream she had.

Since ascending the throne, this is the first time he is so happy.

Gu Qingyi was also happy. She finally got some rewards after working so long.

It is easy to say, but it is too difficult to do.

What does it mean to have famous teachers from all over the world come to Huikang to teach?

This shows that these scholars’ recognition of the emperor, the recognition of the government, and the new emperor who ascended the throne during the storm.

Is this a good start?

Once scholars support the emperor Song Fengyu, they will not be far from the true desire to return to the world.

When a new group of students come out of the Imperial Academy and set foot in the court, then the implementation of Song Fengyu's government orders in the court will be immediate, and the influence and obstruction of the aristocratic families will gradually weaken.

Oh, this year's military exercises must be done well, and we must give everyone absolute confidence.

Song Fengyu woke up from thirst in the middle of the night. He reached out and touched him. There was no one around him. He was stunned at first, and then sat up.

He lifted up the tent and walked out. He walked through the door of the bedroom and went to the outer hall. He saw the lights in the study coming, dyeing the night with a layer of warmth.

He raised his foot and walked over, gently lifted the cotton curtain, and a soft breath in the study came to his face.

Under the light, Gu Qingyi was drawing something. Her long hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and a strand of hair fell from her temples, rubbing her cheeks, and she occasionally brushed it with her hands.

Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head, and then a hint of surprise appeared on her expressionless face, and then she spoke, "Are you awake?"

Song Fengyu then walked over, "When I woke up, I didn't see you, I came out to find you."

Gu Qingyi turned her head and looked at the hourglass on the windowsill, "It's so late?"

"What are you doing?" Song Fengyu asked while walking, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of the desk. When he lowered his head, he saw a long white roll of paper with a not-so-beautiful military exercise picture drawn by Gu Qingyi.

Her painting skills are so perfunctory that she has been doing for many years, but her heart is the most sincere.

"It's not too late to paint these things during the day. Why do you stay up late to do it?" Song Fengyu said with unhappy pursing his lips.

Gu Qingyi was about to speak, but when she lowered her head, her eyes swept across Song Fengyu's bare feet...

The man didn't have time to wear shoes and socks when he found her. She hurriedly pulled the person over and sat down, and then put up a curtain to let the palace servants who were watching the night to bring shoes and socks in.

"It's not cold, stop busy, sit down and rest for a while." Song Fengyu took Gu Qingyi and sat down, holding her slightly cold hand, and even lit a brazier in the room. He held the pen to paint for a long time, and his fingers were also cold.

The palace maid bent over and brought her shoes and socks. Song Fengyu took it himself and put it on, washed his hands again, then looked at Gu Qingyi.

Gu Qingyi then said, "I just didn't feel sleepy for a moment. You were so happy tonight. I wanted to do something. My heart was like a fire, so I came to draw military exercises. It's a pity that I didn't draw very well..."

Before Gu Qingyi finished speaking, she felt that her eyes turned dark. The people around her had already pressed down, and her lips were stained with a cold look. She couldn't help but push him gently. This was the study room!

Song Fengyu grabbed Gu Qingyi and pushed him, picked up the person, turned around and strode towards the bedroom.

Gu Qingyi:...

Is it true that you drive if you don’t agree?

Under the light, Gu Qingyi looked at his eyes. At that moment, she seemed to see the stars in the sky. The moonlight behind the snow made her heart stir up.

The two of them overlapped their sleeves, breathing with a little rapid pace, and the indescribable tenderness spread in the night.

The night wind blew the tent gently, Gu Qingyi's skirt rippled slightly, and the silk had already hanged to the ground. A white collarbone was stained with a layer of crimson. The tiny sound was covered by the falling tent...

The sky was lightly bright, and Song Fengyu opened his eyes. Under his palm was Gu Qingyi's thin willow waist. Her beautiful face was in her eyes. At this time, her cheeks were dyed with a faint blush and soft, as if she was wearing a layer of rouge, which was touching.

Gu Qingyi only felt itchy on her face. When she opened her eyes, she met Song Fengyu's dark eyes with a little hot in her depth. She reached out and touched the jaw that had slightly raised some stubble. The hard stubble swept across her delicate fingertips, making people feel numb.

Song Fengyu grabbed Gu Qingyi's hand, smiled a little between his eyebrows and eyes, hooked his fingers, bent down and said in Gu Qingyi's ear: "It seems that Qingqing still has the strength to do something else..."

While murmuring, Gu Qingyi was pressed into the brocade mattress by Song Fengyu before she could refuse, and the figures of the two gradually overlapped.

Wait until Wu Qu was urging outside, Gu Qingyi pushed the person who didn't want to get up, "It's time to go to court."

Song Fengyu took a breath, "Let me slow down."

Gu Qingyi really wanted to give him a kick, so he would do exercise early in the morning and not be afraid of that.

"This morning court should be very lively." Gu Qingyi turned the topic and said, cheering him up.

Song Fengyu:...

It was not easy for the emperor. He sat up, and his clothes yesterday were wrinkled and rolled into pieces and couldn't wear them anymore. He just got up and lifted up the curtain to wear clothes outside.

Gu Qingyi looked up at the tent. This man was really let go and didn't care about his demeanor at all.

Although she felt a little tired, she had no sleepiness. She sat up and reached out to take her clothes from the small table outside the tent and put them on. Then she lifted the tent and walked out.

Song Fengyu marched all year round and dressed very quickly. When she finished dressing, he had already finished dressing. After washing his face and hands, he didn't have time to eat something to cushion his stomach. He looked at Gu Qingyi and said, "I'm afraid it's a little later today, so I don't have to wait for me to have breakfast."

"As soon as Pei Ji dies, there will inevitably be disputes in the court. The political views on the Pei family in Hedong and Pei Su are involved in this case will definitely be different." Gu Qingyi nodded slightly and said.

The ancients often said that the dead were the greatest, and Pei Ji died. For the sake of the loss of people, these aristocratic families would also advise His Majesty not to kill them all.

The affairs of the court were complicated. If there was no ironclad evidence from the Pei family, this matter would be a turning point for the Pei family because of Pei Ji's death. However, how could Song Fengyu make these people turn around after so long? Therefore, the court this morning would inevitably be thunderous and bloody.

Gu Qingyi was feeling a little heavy when she saw Song Fengyu away. If the Pei family knew that Pei Yunsong's husband pursuit would bring such a crisis to the family, I wonder if they would regret not stopping her.

After breakfast, Gu Qingyi was a little anxious and sat in the hall waiting for the news in front. After she told Song Fengyu about the leak of the city defense map, he asked someone to investigate, but he didn't know if there was any evidence.

The Pei family enclosed land and added taxes in Hedong, and had a lot of hidden land. They maliciously created black households, exploited the people, and reduced taxes sent to the court. Such greed was the reason why Song Fengyu thoroughly investigated the Pei family.
To be continued...