After a series of urgings, it was not until the sedan was approaching the palace that the old marshal's rapid breathing finally subsided a little.
"Boy, let me ask you one last time. Is this true?" Qiu Jianhan looked at Yun Yang seriously: "We haven't entered the palace yet, it's still too late, there is still room for change. But once we enter the palace, if If there are any mistakes... your little life will be gone no matter what!"
"Although my nephew is a playboy, this is a major matter of right and wrong, a major matter related to the fate of the country. How could he lie and make such nonsense? This matter is definitely true." Yun Yang spoke righteously.
"Don't mention the dude..." Qiu Jianhan had a headache on his face.
Whenever something happens, this guy will put the word "dandy" on himself first, as if that is the best way to rely on him.
That's enough!
Is this how easy it is to be a dandy
Do you think I can't tell that you are pretending to be a playboy
He kicked Yun Yang on the butt with a bang: "Stop talking nonsense! Come in with me!"
With the status of the old marshal, he naturally had a smooth journey when he came to meet you.
After the announcement, the two of them arrived at the Imperial Study Room smoothly.
Only the bright yellow figure of His Majesty the Emperor was seen, standing in front of the territory map of the Yutang Empire, holding a memorial in his hand, his brows furrowed and his atmosphere heavy.
"Lao Qiu is here." Seeing Qiu Jianhan coming in, His Majesty the Emperor was as arrogant as ever. He sighed first and then began to complain directly: "The floods in the east of the river are raging, and more than a million people have been displaced. Lao Qiu, look Come... situation..."
After saying this, he saw Yun Yang also coming in. He couldn't help but was startled and said, "You're here too."
Yun Yang seemed to be startled when he heard this, and made an expression of extreme surprise: "This... Yu... Uncle? Uh... Your Majesty... this..."
The old marshal slapped him on the back of the head and said angrily: "Still pretending! Speak up! Speak like a human being!"
His Majesty the Emperor laughed heartily, waved his hand, and said: "We are not outsiders, so why not talk about common things and ask for a seat if you come."
Seeing the two of them sitting down peacefully, His Majesty the Emperor stood up and frowned: "This flood in the east of the river... really came out of the blue. It was so sudden that there was no way to deal with it!"
"The sudden floods in Laolongjiang River are mostly related to the continuous heavy rains some time ago; the water rose again and again, and finally caused a collapse. Thirty-six counties on the other side were affected. It is truly a natural disaster..." The old marshal also sighed: "However, for the empire, this natural disaster has made things worse. What does the empire's Ministry of Household Affairs say? Has the corresponding regulations been given?"
"What kind of regulations can there be? It's just saying that the treasury is empty and a clever woman can't make a meal without rice!"
His Majesty the Emperor rubbed his brows with his hands and sighed deeply: "Now there are only three million taels of silver left in the national treasury, but these were originally intended to be used to distribute bounties to the soldiers of Eastern Xinjiang... This also includes a lot of military pay. Even the reward alone is far from enough, let alone other things."
"The Ministry of Household Affairs proposed that if we want to quickly quell the floods and stabilize people's hearts, we must first divert this part of the money for disaster relief. We will not reward the armed forces for the time being... first come to rescue millions of victims; however, even this is a drop in the bucket and far from enough. …”
The old marshal frowned fiercely. He couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. The soldiers are bleeding and fighting at the front, fighting for the country, and dying for a lifetime. If they don't even have basic rewards and pensions, and even the military salary is not enough, wouldn't it be a shame for the soldiers? At that time, on the battlefield, who was willing to do his best, and who was willing to sacrifice his life! Your Majesty, please think twice."
His Majesty the Emperor rubbed his eyebrows again and said: "Of course I know this, but now it is really difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Not only the Ministry of Finance said this, but I can only say this..."
Qiu Jianhan's brows tightened, and looking at His Majesty the Emperor, he felt something was wrong.
His Majesty the Emperor has always acted with an iron fist and acted resolutely. In the past, when encountering this kind of thing, his solution was decisive and quick, and he always found ways to bring the civil and military officials of the court to heel.
But why is the response so weak this time
Or even... I can’t help it, so I can’t help but spend so much money!
"I also know that such forcible acquisition will make the soldiers cold-hearted, but it is urgent to obey the authority and solve the flood problem is imminent... Or, it is not difficult to think of a name and means." His Majesty the Emperor rubbed his brow with his hand. She was very upset: "It's just that I really don't want to do that... it's too troublesome..."
The old marshal and His Majesty the Emperor were talking.
Yun Yang, on the other hand, looked around the imperial study room as he entered.
This imperial study room is quite ordinary as a place where His Majesty the Emperor reviews memorials and even convenes close ministers for discussions.
There is almost no decoration.
So much so that when Yun Yang first came in, he only saw two paintings in total.
There is a painting on the wall to the left of His Majesty the Emperor's chair. It is a scene of storms, thunder, lightning, water and fire rushing over the earth; it seems that the atmosphere is weird, and the weather and weather abnormalities of heaven and earth appear simultaneously, like the end of the world.
But Yun Yang knew that this painting represented the nine deities, and the real metaphor was that the nine deities came to the world and gathered in Yutang.
His Majesty the Emperor actually placed nine portraits here!
This couldn't help but make Yun Yang feel shocked.
As for the other painting, it was behind His Majesty the Emperor's chair, but this painting made Yun Yang stare at it for a long time, almost unwilling to move his eyes away.
The scene in the painting is obviously in the imperial study room. A young man stands tall and tall, with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, and his eyes staring into the distance.
This man was wearing a bright yellow robe with several golden dragons embroidered with teeth and claws.
It makes the young man in the picture even more noble.
The young man's face has soft lines yet strong, and his eyes are deep, with some contemplative worries. He seems to have seen the suffering of the people in the world, and overflows with clear compassion.
The bright yellow robe still has the claws of a golden dragon protruding from it. This is clearly the color of the prince's robe!
The person in the painting is the current prince!
But the person in the portrait was clearly not the prince. He had seen the prince himself, and Yun Yang could affirm that he had never seen this person before!
But for some reason, Yun Yang, who had never seen this person before, felt inexplicably that this person was surprisingly familiar to him! It seems that there is a kind of cordial feeling like being integrated into the blood!
Especially those eyes.
It seems that he has seen into his own heart.
As Yun Yang watched, he felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster. His eyes were unconsciously hazy, and a feeling of dizziness arose spontaneously.
In his mind, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across his mind.
Yun Yang suddenly remembered that that day, when he was seriously injured and dying...
But while he was in a coma, he seemed to see several brothers on a road.
The leader among them is none other than the boss Tu Zun.
He was not wearing a mask at the time.
He just looked at himself, his eyes full of love and compassion, as well as his doting and trust in his brother. Then, he kicked himself and cursed: "Go back! Never come back again!"
His face, his charm, his eyes, and his expression were exactly the same as the person painted in this painting!
"Boss?..." Yun Yang's heart was churning, and these two words came out of his heart.
I only felt my heart aching for a moment, and suddenly my throat felt sweet, and with a sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The old marshal and His Majesty the Emperor were frowning and talking about something when they suddenly heard a sound beside them. When they followed the sound, they saw a mouthful of blood from Yun Yang spurting out wildly.
The two of them were naturally shocked when they saw this. After taking a closer look, they saw that Yun Yang's face was like gold paper and his body was crumbling.
The old marshal had quick eyes and quick hands and held him up. His Majesty the Emperor was also surprised and asked: "What's wrong with this child?"
Qiu Jianhan sighed: "This little guy, for some reason, got obsessed with practicing martial arts a few days ago. He almost passed by and lay unconscious on the bed for several days. He was just able to move. Oh my God, I must not have been able to get better yet, and my old illness from before has been affected again?!"
His Majesty the Emperor asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Yun Yang took a breath, smiled bitterly, and after a moment of recovery, he said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, you just accidentally caused the meridians to become disordered and touched the congestion accumulated in the body due to chronic illness. Hold it in, I defiled His Majesty's study, please forgive me."
"Hey, you're injured, so what's the crime?" His Majesty the Emperor waved his hands indifferently: "But it's true, you kid, why are you running around if you can't recuperate at home with such a serious injury? Wait for me Send the imperial doctor to take a closer look at you, so as not to get to the root of the disease!"
Yun Yang grinned: "I just can't sit still, haha..."
The churning energy and blood had been suppressed at this moment, and the color on his ugly face gradually returned; only the turmoil in his heart never calmed down.
That's the boss's portrait!
That's the portrait of Tu Zun!
But... why is the portrait of Tu Zun hanging here? What's more, why is the eldest brother wearing the prince's robe? !
Yun Yang felt as if the universe was exploding in his mind, and he vaguely guessed something, but nothing felt right.
Looking at His Majesty the Emperor’s face that is 80% similar to the one in the portrait…
There was a surge in Yun Yang's heart that could no longer be calmed down.
The old marshal glanced at Yun Yang strangely, and couldn't help coughing when he saw that he was distracted.
I entered the palace today because of the information provided by this guy. I was expecting him to speak and solve the mystery. However, at the critical moment when I entered the palace, he became mute...
I've tried so hard to bring you into the palace, and you've even taken off your pants, so you're going to let me see this? !
Yun Yang coughed and reluctantly recovered his thoughts. He glanced at Qiu Jianhan with a hint of expression.
Qiu Jianhan only felt that his stomach was about to explode after he saw it.
I'm sorry that this bastard didn't hear anything he said before!
I've been waffling here for a long time, and I just wasted a few mouthfuls of saliva!
If he hadn't been in the Imperial Study Room at this moment, Marshal Qiu felt that he would have definitely held this kid down, pulled off his pants, and spanked him hard! If you can't spank your butt, you won't be able to vent your anger.
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