Naranguo

Southern Xinjiang was unified, and the whole Nalan country was in joy.

The emperor looked at the good news on the Dragon case and the peace seeking book from Dongling and Xihua. He was happy to be fair to Lin Gong: "XIAOLINZI, I did it at seventeen!"

Duke Lin was also very happy: "the 17th master always did what he said and never let the emperor down!"

The emperor nodded: "yes, the 17th emperor's younger brother has always done what he said since he was young! My worry is superfluous! Do you think I should pay attention to the peace between Dongling and Xihua now?"

Duke Lin smiled and said, "where do the slaves know about this national event? The emperor still asked the 17th master what he meant."

Anyway, the emperor doesn't really want to hear his opinion.

The emperor nodded: "well, I have to ask him. I remember that unifying the Central Plains is the dream of the 17th emperor's younger brother!"

The emperor couldn't help thinking of something long ago. He recalled on his face:

"I remember many years ago, my father was still alive. At that time, seventeen was only three years old, right?

On longevity day, the four countries provoked the emperor and made him very unhappy. He was worried that the four countries would unite to destroy Naran in the future.

At that time, my father and emperor were old. People were old before they were sensible!

Some regret that they have been in power for so many years. They only care about the wind, flowers and snow, and have done nothing, which makes Nalan dare to provoke even its affiliated countries.

At that time, the 17th emperor's younger brother coaxed his father to be happy, saying that if the four countries dared to unite to destroy Naran, he would destroy them first! "

Father Lin also thought of it. He praised: "Seventeen master, he has been very sensible since childhood."

The emperor's face was deeply proud. He nodded happily: "that's right!"

The younger brother of the 17th emperor was very sensible and smart since childhood. After his father died, he became more sensible.

Not only sensible, but also with the world in mind and family and country in mind!

The emperor wrote a letter. He handed it to Duke Lin: "send it to the 17th emperor's younger brother!"

"Cha! I'll arrange it now!" Father Lin respectfully took over and bowed back.

The emperor nodded. He pinched the center of his eyebrows. He was a little tired and wanted to go back to the bedroom to have a rest.

The emperor stood up on the desk. He raised his feet and took a step. Suddenly, his eyes were black and his body shook. He quickly supported the desk with both hands.

Lin Gonggong retreated a few steps. He was startled when he saw it from the corner of his eye. He quickly ran forward and held him: "emperor, are you okay?"

The emperor put his hand on his head and looked around. He didn't faint. He shook his head: "it's all right. I'm too tired to read memorials recently. Help me to have a rest."

Father Lin carefully helped the emperor back to his bedroom and waited on him to lie down.

"Emperor, I'd better ask the imperial doctor to come and diagnose the emperor's pulse!"

The emperor waved his hand: "no, I just invited Ping'an pulse yesterday! It's all right. I'm sleepy. I approved the memorial all night last night! You don't know. I'll sleep! Get back!"

Now it's the season of dragon boat water in the south again. The news of flood in the south is broken day by day, as well as the locust disaster in the north, the dispatch of officials from the newly captured cities, all kinds of things in the new cities, and many things in the imperial court. He's almost busy without the seventeen emperor's younger brother!

The emperor closed his eyes.

Father Lin respectfully saluted and stepped down.

The emperor slept with his eyes closed. Before going to bed, he thought that he was really old. There were seventeen emperor younger brothers in these years, and he didn't have to be busy with many things. In the past six months, when seventeen emperor younger brothers were not in, he even reviewed the memorial. He felt very tired!

It seems that it's time to make an edict.

The emperor thought of this and fell asleep.