In the next few days, the military appearance and discipline of the Imperial Guard and the Shence Army was almost completely renewed.

Military commander Yang Xinghuai was a hot temper. After hearing this, he slapped Yang Hong directly in front of many soldiers.

As the commander of the Shence Army, any soldier who has problems is Yang Hong's unshirkable responsibility.

Yang Hong also has a good idea in military governance, and he showed off a spirit of "if you can't practice, you must practice to death", which made the soldiers train crazily.

He and Shen Tuyi even issued a military order to Zhao Yan, and the two of them guaranteed their lives that there would never be any violations of military discipline in the military camp.

For a time, the army of Dazhou was full of wolfishness, and the civil and military officials were influenced and became motivated, so they did not dare to have the idea of ​​"being a monk every day to ring the bell every day."

In the memorial, Zhao Yan could clearly feel that there were fewer comments to greet you, but more comments to talk about national affairs.

This is the role of the emperor, and every word and action is enough to change the atmosphere of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

...

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, it is night.

In Changdan City, the light is filled with colorful light, just like daylight.

Singing and dancing, performing amazing people, food and snacks, gathering on the streets, making them very lively.

A kilometer-long street may not be able to walk halfway through an hour.

Every time this comes, the people can't help but sigh at the prosperity and strength of the Great Zhou.

This kind of a great country is inherited through generations of folk customs and culture. Even if other countries suddenly make fortunes, they cannot be as tasteful as the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At this moment, in a luxurious private room on the third floor of Wanbao Building.

Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei sat opposite each other, with a thick contract in front of each other.

"The Great Zhou court has no right to interfere in Lu Nianwei's personal freedom, and cannot force Lu Nianwei under house arrest for various reasons."

"Lu Nianwei will not accept any commercial actions that directly harm the Northern Meng. If the Great Zhou court has any concealed and deceptive behavior to make money, it will be compensated for Lu Nianwei twice the loss."

"His Majesty the Emperor of Great Zhou must not use his authority to oppress Lu Nianwei to do things he does not want to do, nor have any inappropriate thoughts about him, or even do things that go beyond his limits."

...

Zhao Yan looked at it with a look and saw that there were at least 30 such contents in this contract.

"Lu Nianwei, as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I speak naturally with a word. I don't know how to use the assumptions you wrote, and there is no need to lie to you. I cooperate with you just to ask for money. Can you trust your partners?" Zhao Yan said speechlessly.

Lu Nianwei raised her lips and said, "I am a weak woman. You are the king of a country. If you bully me, I can't do anything. I at least have to leave some evidence. You won't dare to sign after reading these!"

"snort!"

Zhao Yan snorted coldly, and Lu Nianwei couldn't do anything to him with this contract.

He picked up the brush beside him and wrote his name on both contracts at the same time.

"readily!"

Lu Nianwei also wrote her name excitedly.

With this contract, Lu Nianwei was no longer afraid that Ergu would capture him back to Beimeng, and could start her new life.

Lu Nianwei carefully took back her contract and said with a smile: "From today on, we will be partners. To celebrate, I will invite you to have a bar!"

"Okay, I should drink tonight to enjoy the moon!" Zhao Yan said with a smile.

A moment later, Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei appeared on the roof of Wanbao Building.

There were two plates of side dishes in the middle of the two, a jar of the eight immortals brewed by Wanbaolou, and two large porcelain bowls.

"In our Beimeng, children drink big bowls. Drinking with cups is too stingy. Do you dare to drink with me?" Lu Nianwei looked at Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan thrust his chest and said, "Why don't I dare? Come on!"

Immediately, the two of them started drinking wine.

In front of Wanbao Tower is a downtown city, especially bustling and lively, while the moon like a jade plate hangs in the air, very bright.

In such an environment, even people who can’t drink alcohol can drink two glasses.

At this moment, Heiwa and Shen Tuyi also set up a table in the backyard.

Chicken, geese, fish and sheep are both hard dishes, but the two of them drink fruit wine.

Their task is to protect Zhao Yan. If drinking white wine misleads, the two of them will regret it.

In a moment, Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei drank five or six bowls.

After getting slightly drunk, the two of them started to say more.

"The Emperor of Great Zhou that I heard was like a teacher who taught, with a gentle and elegant manner, and a proper conversation, and not as good as the world, you are not like it at all!" Lu Nianwei said with a smile.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

Lu Nianwei looked at Zhao Yan up and down and said, "The first time I saw you, you were like a stupid rich young man; the second time I saw you, you were like a romantic talent; today you were like a businessman."

"Haha... Interesting, you don't look like a princess yet. How can a princess have the best fighting and drinking with such a big bowl?" Zhao Yan picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one go.

"Hmph, I don't want to be a princess at all. If I were an ordinary person, I would be much happier than now!"

"Who isn't it? I don't want to be the emperor!"

The two sighed, touched the bowl again, and then drank it all in one go.

Tonight is the happiest night since Zhao Yan became emperor.

Since becoming emperor, he felt that he had no friends in his life, but Lu Nianwei completely ignored his emperor status and treated him like a friend.

The two had a great chat, from Dazhou to Northern Mongolia, from delicious food to fine wine, from Ergu to each other, from Dazhou court to folk trunks.

Anyway, quite happy.

Soon, the two of them drank two jars of wine, and their faces were slightly red and they were a little drunk.

Zhao Yan stood on the roof, looking at the streets still crowded with people and the lights all over the city, suddenly there was poetry.

He said to Lu Nianwei: "Such a beautiful scenery, you must be accompanied by poetry."

Zhao Yan looked down at the bustling street in front and recited:

"The east wind blooms thousands of flowers and trees at night. It blows down even further, and the stars are like rain. The BMW carving car is full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance overnight."

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Lu Nianwei sincerely praised. Although she was born in Northern Mongolia, she was much more proficient in the culture of the Great Zhou Dynasty than Ergu, and she also achieved some success in poetry.

After listening to the first half of the verse, Lu Nianwei felt that this was another masterpiece.

She looked at Zhao Yan a little ignorantly, and had to admit that God favored this man so much. In addition to giving him a noble and supreme position, he also gave him a peerless appearance and talent.

Zhao Yan picked up a bowl of wine, drank it again, and began the second half of the verse.

"The moths and willows are golden in color. The smiles are filled with fragrance. I searched for her in the crowd for thousands of times. When I looked back, the man was in the dim light."

At the moment of reciting, Zhao Yan looked at Lu Nianwei with a warm expression.

Lu Nianwei's face turned red in an instant, and she murmured: "Look for her in the crowd for thousands of times. When she looked back, she was in the dim light."

She understood these words, which meant that a man was looking for his beloved woman in the vast crowd, but in the end he found that the woman was by his side.

"He... he likes me? Is he confessing his love to me?" Lu Nianwei's heart thumped and she asked, "Are you going to give this poem to me?"

Zhao Yan was stunned and said with a smile: "It's okay to give it to you, it only costs 1,000 taels of silver."
Chapter completed!