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"Feng Wang, bestow a marriage?"

This time, Zhao Heng was stunned.

When he came today, Zhao Heng thought that Zhao Yang would give him some rewards, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yang would directly use a big move.

Feng Wang, understandable...

But what is this marriage gift?!

A strange color flashed across Zhao Heng's drooping eyelids.

Zhao Yue also smelled something strange, and couldn't help but wink at Zhao She who was not far away.

Zhao She nodded slightly, stood up and said respectfully to Zhao Yang.

"Father..."

Before Zhao She could finish speaking, Zhao Yang's eyes didn't change at all, he interrupted his words directly, looked at Zhao Heng, and said.

"The Ninth Prince, Zhao Heng, will start immediately.

He was granted the title of king of Han, rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, a bloody horse, and ten grapes as a tribute.

I already have a candidate for marriage, and I will announce it to the world tomorrow..."

There was no fluctuation in Zhao Yang's eyes, and an unquestionable voice sounded.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao She saluted Zhao Yang, and stood back silently and disheartened.

"These are the rewards I was going to give you.

And you have made great achievements in enduring humiliation for nearly ten years in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and I want to reward you well.

Speak, what reward you desire!Mention it yourself! "

Hearing this, the expressions of the surrounding princes were all different.

Among them, the most noteworthy one is the eldest prince Zhao Yue.

I saw the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply.

The concerned eyes were withdrawn from Zhao Heng's body, and he returned to his calm appearance before.

It was as if he hadn't heard it.

After listening to Zhao Yang's words, Zhao Heng saluted him, took a deep breath, and said sincerely.

"Father, I don't want any rewards, I have been in the Northern Qi Dynasty for so many days and nights, I love my family very much.

I haven't seen my father, queen, and queen for countless days, and there are many brothers.

I think... If you want a reward, you can give me the freedom to enter and leave the palace!

At that time, if I miss my father and queen, I can see you anytime! "

"Is the palace free to come and go?"

This moment really stunned Zhao Yang, although it was said that after the prince became king, some specific procedures were required to enter and exit the palace.

But in actual operation, there are no special circumstances, and basically they just swipe their faces and enter the palace directly.

Except for some private places such as the harem and the emperor's office that cannot be entered at will.

For other insignificant places, the princes are naturally unimpeded.

As Zhao Heng's words fell, Zhao She, who had just returned to the team and stood aside, heard this, and a look of contempt flashed between his brows.

The eldest prince Zhao Yue frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

All the civil and military officials around were discussing at once.

"Is that the Ninth Prince's request?"

"The Ninth Prince is really filial."

"The behavior of the Ninth Prince really makes me ashamed."

"..."

Zhao Yang naturally heard the whispers of the civil and military officials below, looked directly at Zhao Heng, nodded, and said.

"Good! Good! Good!

The King of Han does not invite rewards for meritorious service!

I agree! "

After Zhao Yang finished speaking, he walked towards the throne, took two steps in three steps, came to the seat and sat down.

His eyes returned to calm, and he said.

"Since the King of Han has returned to the Great Jin Dynasty, he still needs to slowly understand the affairs of the court!

I decide, when you have nothing to do.

Just go to Nanji College as a student, watch more, talk less, and learn more!

Maybe, by the way, he can help me recruit a few celebrities back from the Jin Dynasty! "

When he heard the words Nanji Academy, the eldest prince Zhao Yue's face suddenly froze.

Slowly lowering his head, fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.

At this time, Cao Hong stood up and saluted Zhao Yang.

And the moment Cao Hong stood up, Zhao Yang's eyes were slightly displeased.

"Your Majesty, I agree to be an ordinary student.

But the minister felt that it was inappropriate for the Ninth Prince to recruit soldiers.

The nature of recruiting is no different from selecting talents.

The selection of talents is a major event of our Jin Dynasty, and it cannot be decided by others.

Don't say that it was the king of Han who returned from the Northern Qi Dynasty, and he didn't know anything about the official system of our dynasty.

That is to say, from the opening of the Deyang Hall to the present, some old officials who have stood here, worked hard and made outstanding achievements...

There is no such qualification to operate in the matter of selecting talents.

The system of selecting talents and celebrities is the root of the dynasty in our Jin Dynasty.

Among them, we have our own rigorous procedures and systems. Everything should be done in an orderly manner, and we should not move lightly!

Also.

According to previous years, when it comes to the selection of celebrities and talents, the crown prince supervised the selection, but now that the position of crown prince is vacant, it would be inappropriate to do this! "

And some officials who heard these words couldn't help but echoed.

"Captain Cao's words are absolutely true!"

"Think twice, Your Majesty! Selecting talents is no small matter! That's the root cause!"

"I beg your majesty to take back your life!"

"..."

All the officials discussed it one after another, Zhao Yang's eyes were calm, as if he had already expected it.

Without saying a word, he just looked at the officials below.

When Zhao Heng heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

This kind of showy thing is not what I want.

At this time, I had just returned from the Northern Qi Dynasty, and it was even more daunting to take on such an errand.

Furthermore, it is not in self-interest at all.

A move in my heart.

There seemed to be tears in his eyes, revealing a look of satisfaction.

He bowed to Zhao Yang and said in a low voice.

"Father, the thing that my son and minister hoped for most day and night in the Northern Qi Dynasty was to return to the relatives of the Great Jin Dynasty.

At this time, he had already returned to the Jin Dynasty, and the mansion was very close to the imperial palace, so he could see his father, queen and queen at any time.

This son-chen is already satisfied.

And no other thoughts.

Besides, when it comes to recruiting talents, Erchen doesn't understand anything.

Also please take back my father's life! "

Zhao Yang looked up and down when he heard this.

Looking straight down, Zhao Heng said respectfully with his hands clasped, and took a deep look.

"Okay, since that's the case, I take back this decision.

However, Hanwang went to the academy to study and couldn't change it!

Well, let's stop here this morning, let's all retreat! "

Zhao Yang turned away from Zhao Heng's gaze, and looked at Ning Ze beside him.

Ning Ze took small steps, stood up straight, and shouted loudly.

"Retreat!"

With a high-pitched voice, all Chinese, military and military officials in the main hall walked towards the outside of the hall in an orderly manner.

Zhao Yang looked at the leaving figures of civil and military officials, as well as his own princes, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Half an hour passed.

In the Deyang Hall, only Zhao Yang and the eunuch Ning Ze were left.

Zhao Yang didn't know what he thought of, and fell into deep thought, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"This Zhao Heng...

It seems that in the past ten years in the Northern Qi Dynasty, he has really tempered a lot! "

Zhao Yang looked at the direction of departure at the entrance of the main hall, feeling a little emotional.

"Now he is more open to ordinary princes, he has no desires and desires!"

The corner of Zhao Yang's mouth turned into a trace of coldness, and said softly.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince left the Jin Dynasty when he was young, and now he has returned with great difficulty. I guess what he thinks in his heart is fulfilling his filial piety..."

Ning Ze rolled his eyes when he heard Zhao Yang's words, and couldn't help but whispered.

"In this world, the surname is now Zhao, but in this court, it is almost becoming their Cao family!

Zhao Heng wants to be filial, has no desire or desire?

Or find a fief in the future, go to the fief, and be an idle prince?

Then I let him come back...what's the use? ! "

Zhao Yang's words were a little excited, which made Ning Ze tremble beside him and dare not speak anymore.

It's been a long time.

Zhao Yang took a deep breath, his eyes returned to calm, and he murmured in a low voice.

"What I want is not an idle prince, but a thorn!

Tie it down hard.

It hurts, a thorn that bleeds!

Heng'er, don't let me down! "