In Shangdu Luofu, the flat forehead of Shangluoxiangfu on the lintel has been taken away, but the people in Shangdu are still used to calling this mansion Luoxiangfu.
As soon as Long Xuan entered Luo Mansion, he saw a lot of sand and stones piled up in the front yard of Luo Mansion, so he said to Luo Zhiqiu who came to pick him up: "I just heard Ming Yuan say today that Luo Xiang wants to Repairing my yard, I didn't expect to start work so soon."
Luo Zhiqiu glanced at Xie Yu who was standing beside him and said, "Ming Yuan is talking too much, why should I tell His Majesty about such trivial matters?"
"It's okay," Long Xuan waved his hand and said, "I asked about Luo Xiang's current situation, and Ming Yuan just told me so, Luo Xiang, don't blame your disciple."
"Your Majesty, please enter the lobby," Luo Zhiqiu heard Long Xuan say so, so he didn't blame Xie Yu anymore, but invited Long Xuan to sit in the main hall of the mansion.
It was not the first time for Long Xuan to come to this mansion, and he didn't need anyone to lead the way. He walked at the front of the group, as if he was the master of the mansion, and walked into the main hall of Luo mansion.
After Long Xuan sat down on the main seat of the main hall, he looked around. There was no major change here, but there were fewer tables and chairs.
After Luo Zhiqiu and Xie Yu sat down in Long Xuan, they were going to pay homage to Long Xuan.
"Excuse the courtesy," Long Xuan hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, and said, "This is in private, so don't be so particular about it."
The servants of You Luofu brought tea.
Long Xuan still gave Luo Zhiqiu a face, took a sip of tea, and said to Luo Zhiqiu and Xie Yu, "You all sit down."
After Luo Zhiqiu and Xie Yu thanked them, they sat down on the left and right sides.
"I don't know why His Majesty is here tonight, why?" Luo Zhiqiu asked Long Xuan, and Long Xuan said, "Luo Xiang doesn't ask about political affairs now, but he looks relaxed."
Luo Zhiqiu said: "The old minister is old and his energy is not enough, so he can't ask any more questions."
"I am still looking forward to Luo Xiang being able to help me for some more time," Long Xuan said, "Now, Mingyuan also knows about the affairs of the DPRK. It seems that I can't finish it no matter what I do."
Xie Yu said hurriedly: "Your Majesty has worked hard, and I also ask Your Majesty to take care of the dragon body."
"I want to fight Nanzhao," Long Xuan said with a smile: "Only by destroying Nanzhao can I join forces with Dongshang and divide the world of Beiyan equally."
Luo Zhiqiu couldn't understand Long Xuan's obsession, and said: "Your Majesty, the Battle of Tianshuiyuan has just ended. Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has been using troops. This year, a lot of taxes have been added. It's better for Zhou to cultivate and rest."
"Then according to Luo Xiang, when will I have to be raised in Da Zhou?" Long Xuan asked Luo Zhiqiu.
"This," Luo Zhiqiu said, "the old minister hasn't been in the court for a long time, this old minister really can't tell."
"Then Luo Xiang is dissatisfied with the tax increase this year?" Long Xuan said.
Luo Zhiqiu said: "The south is rich, and there is nothing wrong with Your Majesty's increase in taxes. It's just that in the southeast, after the rebellion of the barbarians, the local vitality has not recovered to this day. Chaos."
"When my father was here, was it not good enough for the barbarians in the southeast?" Long Xuan said: "What happened? They still want to betray. I don't have the kindness of the previous emperor. Those people can't survive, so don't stay here. Stay in the southeast, and if you think the court doesn’t kill enough people, then they can just rebel.”
"Your Majesty!" Luo Zhiqiu wanted to persuade.
"Luo Xiang," Long Xuan waved his hand at Luo Zhiqiu, "I have limited patience, I have given Yuxuan an order, no matter what ethnicity people in the southeast, anyone who is dissatisfied with the court will be killed without mercy."
"Isn't this more official to force the people to rebel?" Luo Zhiqiu said anxiously.
"I'm not afraid of their rebellion. The slave laborers in Tianshuiyuan died very quickly. I'm worried that I have nowhere to find slave laborers," Long Xuan said disapprovingly: "Luo Xiang seems to have stopped asking questions, and his heart is getting softer."
Xie Yu shook his head at Luo Zhiqiu at this time. He had already persuaded Long Xuan that in the southeast of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were a lot of clansmen. After the rebellion of the barbarians in the southeast, the court would still treat it with gentleness and kindness, but Long Xuan had no interest in it. Xie Yu had already learned at this time that Long Xuan was a person who believed in power from the bottom of his heart. In order to seize the throne, this person put away all the edges and corners of his body. Now that Jiangshan is in hand, this person will no longer wrong his heart. .
Luo Zhiqiu looked at Xie Yu and shook his head. He swallowed his voice for a while. After thinking about it, he couldn't help it. He asked Long Xuandao, "Dare to ask Your Majesty, why are you so eager to share Beiyan's world with Dongshang?"
"I want to open up territory for me in the Great Zhou Dynasty," Long Xuan said, "Isn't that bad? Luo Xiang doesn't want to see the imperial banner of my Great Zhou Long clan appear in the Hefang City Tower?"
"The old minister just thinks that it is not necessary to meet Beiyan's troops now," Luo Zhiqiu said, Da Zhou's own territory has never been peaceful, and there are still various bad political figures in the DPRK to solve, Luo Zhiqiu can't see that they and Beiyan What's the need to fight to the death.
"One is for my Da Zhou's world," Long Xuan said at this time: "The second is for Luo Wei."
"For Luo Wei?" Luo Zhiqiu said in surprise.
"Luo Wei died in Beiyan, doesn't Luo Xiang hate Beiyan?" Long Xuan asked Luo Zhiqiu with his eyes fixed.
Luo Zhiqiu quickly suppressed the polite smile on his face and said, "The old minister is naturally saddened by the death of Prince Jin."
"I'm asking you, don't you hate Sima Qingsha?"
Luo Zhiqiu said: "It was Mo Huan Sang who killed King Jin. The old minister hates Mo Huan Sang, but he has no hatred for Emperor Sima Qingsha."
Long Xuan met Luo Zhiqiu's calm gaze, and he took a sip of the tea cup again. Don't hate Sima Qingsha? A sneer hung on the corner of Long Xuan's mouth, what he said was really righteous and awe-inspiring. "I have been to the Prime Minister's Mansion before, but I don't know which courtyard was repaired by Luo Xiang's order today?" Long Xuan asked Luo Zhiqiu, changing a homely topic.
Luo Zhiqiu said, "It's the yard where Prince Jin used to live when he was in the Prime Minister's Mansion."
After listening to Luo Zhiqiu's words, Long Xuan tilted the teacup in his hand.
"Be careful, Your Majesty." Seeing Long Xuan's thank you pouring tea, he hurriedly got up and confronted Long Xuan.
"Your Majesty?" Luo Zhiqiu also stood up.
"Nothing," Long Xuan smiled, put the teacup back on the table beside him, and said, "I didn't hold it steady for a while, the tea is not hot, you two don't have to worry."
Luo Zhiqiu said, "The old minister will order the servants to serve tea again."
"No need," Long Xuan also got up at this time and said, "Luo Xiang mentioned King Jin, and I suddenly wanted to go to the courtyard where King Jin lived at that time. Can Luo Xiang be convenient?"
Luo Zhiqiu wondered: "Construction has just started there today, and things are messy."
"I just took a look," Long Xuan insisted: "Luo Xiang doesn't need to be afraid that I will blame you because the place is messy."
"The old minister will take your majesty here," Luo Zhiqiu had to say to Long Xuan.
In Long Xuan's memory, Luo Wei's courtyard in the Prime Minister's Mansion had a pool and planted a lot of flowers and trees. It was an extremely elegant courtyard. But when he walked into this small courtyard, he found that two servants were sawing the tung tree in the courtyard. "Stop!" After seeing this scene, Long Xuan shouted out without giving it a second thought.