After being in charge of the Forbidden Army for a year, Xiao Sha seemed more composed than before. For the past two days, he has been hesitating, wondering if he should tell her? The emperor has his own reasons for hiding it from her, but he shouldn't hide it.
Seeing that his expression was serious and hesitant, Man Yao suppressed her smile, frowned and asked, "Xiao Sha, what do you know? Those ministers... what are you talking about this time?"
Xiao Sha was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect her to ask this matter directly, and he knew that it would be impossible not to talk about it now. His eyes sank slightly, and he said: "Several old ministers and masters are only favored by one person in the harem, which is a taboo of the country, and they have not been able to conceive children for a year. If this continues, it will harm the country and the people."
Man Yao's face darkened, and his eyes were instantly cold. No wonder Wuyou suddenly asked yesterday if they should have a child! I see. An emperor's heir is indeed related to the country, and she can't say anything about it. She lowered her head slightly and asked lightly, "What else did they say?"
"It is also said that the master and concubine are interfering in politics, disrupting the court, and their ambitions are obvious. Some people even say that the master is the secret agent of the Northern Emperor here, and that your white hair """" Xiao Sha paused here, with a clear expression on his always calm face. anger.
She also knew the second half of what he didn't say. It was nothing more than what she heard in the teahouse that day, saying that her gray hair was because of evil spirits! Even the name of a spy can be used as an excuse, so why is there no excuse for the so-called crime? She turned around and walked to the table, sat down slowly, sneered, and said: "Then what do they want? Advise Jian Wuyou to put me in the cold palace, and recruit concubines to enrich the harem?"
Xiao Sha nodded and said: "Master's expectation is not bad. They listed seven crimes for master, and asked the emperor to put master in the cold palace before dealing with it. The list of ceremonies has been drawn up, and there are a total of 120 women participating in the draft. It has been presented to the emperor, and he advised that a virtuous woman should be chosen to manage the harem."
Man Yao clenched his hands slowly, his eyes sharpened, those people use the name of the country for their own personal gain, who doesn't know their thoughts? It's nothing more than wanting to send his family into the palace to stabilize his position.
She lowered her eyes, meditated slightly, and said in a calm tone: "In that list, is there anyone who recommends a queen?"
Xiao Sha said: "Yes, Prime Minister Sang's only daughter, Sang Yang."
A cold light flashed in Man Yao's eyes, and after a while, she said lightly: "Well, I understand."
Seeing her so calm, Xiao Sha felt a little uneasy, "Master, this matter""
Man Yao raised her head and said with a calm expression: "I promised Wuyou that this matter will be handled by him. I trust him. Go and do your work, and I will come to you again if there is anything to do."
Xiao Sha had no choice but to retreat.
Manyao raised her head slightly, maintained that posture, stared at the pale sky, and sat quietly for a long time. As the wife of an emperor, these problems must be faced sooner or later. The emperor is doomed to the Sangong and the Sixth Court. This is a rule that no one can change since ancient times. Even though Wuyou didn't want to, his courtiers would not allow it, and she really couldn't get involved in this issue, it just depends on how Wuyou did it! She believes that he will not let her down, but in the current situation, internal and external troubles, in order to balance the court situation, the emperor sometimes cannot help himself.
She let out a heavy breath to the sky, stood up, and put the read books stacked on the table back on the bookshelf, her eyes glanced at the box on the upper floor that was used to hold the jade seal of the Chuan Kingdom, she raised her hand and moved the box inside After moving, a corner of white paper was exposed under the box. After a pause, she pulled out the white paper.
Holding it in her hand, she froze for a moment, Youran remembered that this seemed to be something that her companion had raised for her before Autumn Hunting, and she could only see it after Autumn Hunting. The white paper was neatly folded, and it seemed to be more than one sheet thick. And the outermost one looked like it was used to wrap the inside. She gently unfolded a corner, and found that the paper inside was not as smooth as the outside, as if it had been rubbed by a wolf. She frowned, rested her fingertips on it, touched it lightly, pursed her lips, but finally failed to open her mouth
Putting the thing back to its original place, she nestled herself on the chaise longue, her heart aching, she lowered her eyes slowly, picked up the letter beside her to read, but couldn't read a single word.
Compared with the humid air in the south, the climate in the north is extremely dry.
Lintian Kingdom's iron-clad Yashi, who had won a great victory in the Northern Dynasty, was blocked by heavy snow on the way back to the dynasty, and the tents erected by tens of thousands of troops stretched for several miles.
Outside the handsome tent, a man in golden armor stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain with his hands behind his back. His face was cold and pale, and his eyes were looking far away, looking at a distant and unreachable direction. The cold wind howled, blowing on his handsome face stained with vicissitudes of life, causing pain like a knife, but he didn't feel it at all. The armor on his body tinkled in the strong wind, and the temperature of his skin was like a corpse lying on the battlefield.
Under the feet, the endless snow was vast, and the icy cold spread endlessly, penetrating into the bottom of people's hearts. And this person is the Northern Emperor who has nothing to do with government. No planning, no planning, everything is in hand. But he planned everything, but still couldn't get what he wanted most.
"Report to Your Majesty, according to His Majesty's will, the last general has opened an exit on each side of the snow, allowing only one person to pass through." A soldier knelt on one leg and cupped his hands to report.
Northern Emperor Zongzheng looked away without any plans, with a calm face, and said indifferently: "Call all the generals back to the camp to discuss matters.
"The final general will obey the order!"
In the handsome tent, all the generals stood on both sides, with solemn faces, and when the Zongzheng had no money to enter the account, they all bowed together: "See Your Majesty!"
Zongzheng walked up to the upper seat with steady steps and sat down, Fang said: "Free from courtesy."
The generals got up, he glanced at them, and Fang said in a deep voice: "The small border country took advantage of our army to seize my city and kill my people. It is really hateful! General Lin, I order you to lead 20,000 people to walk through the snow on the left side tonight. 20,000 horses from General Yang took the snowy road on the right to the east border. Our army was blocked by heavy snow, they must have been negligent in guarding against it. You lurk on the mountains during the day and march at night. You must do so within ten days. Arrive at the destination, Ye Gong, and annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop."
The two generals Lin and Yang immediately knelt down and said, "The last general is in command!"
Zongzheng said helplessly: "Go down and get ready."
"Xiaozhi." They retreated from the camp, and a general came out, saying: "Your Majesty, the Southern Dynasty has been independent for more than a year. Should we take advantage of the momentum of the army and send troops south to Jiangdu, without giving them a chance to recuperate?"
Another general came out and objected: "The last general thought it was impossible. After a year of rest, the power of the Southern Dynasty has been stabilized. Our soldiers have been exhausted after fighting for several months, and the soldiers and horses of the Southern Dynasty are waiting for work. It is time to fight at this time." Make the next move."
Zongzheng Wuzhou raised his eyelids and glanced at the others. A counselor came out and said: "The last general also thought it was impossible. I heard that Chenfeng Kingdom has newly bred a group of good horses, and intends to find an alliance country after the spring. Our army is short of horses, and this expedition has caused countless losses. , it’s better to go back to Beijing to rest first, and after the spring, cooperate with the Dust Wind Nation to buy war horses, and then go south. Besides, His Majesty has been out of Beijing for a long time, and the affairs in the court and China may have already piled up like a mountain, waiting for His Majesty to deal with.”
Zongzheng turned his eyes slightly, war horse? Dust Wind Country! He is not the only one who will go there! "Let's discuss here today, let's all back down."
Everyone retreated, and he left the big tent alone. Walking to the table in front of the tent, looking at the thing covered by a pitch-black cloth on the table, his eyes gradually moved away, and the dazzling snow color appeared in front of his eyes. There was a sudden pain in the fundus of the eyes, and the already numb heart still hurt like being stabbed by a knife.
He reached out and lifted the black cloth, and under the black cloth was a small flower-like thing. Transparent rhizomes, jet-black leaves are like the shape of a trumpet closed, only a very small one.
When it was getting dark, the leaves slowly opened, like morning glory in full bloom. In the center of the dark leaves, three slender, silver needle-like styles were blood-red in color, as if longing for the nourishment of blood donation.
He gently raised his hand, and stretched out his index finger without hesitation. The style seemed to come to life suddenly, piercing into the skin of his fingertips, and quickly stretched and opened on his hand, blood under the pale skin Red expands and is extremely domineering.
His complexion gradually turned pale, his heart was like insects and ants gnawing at him, his chest rose and fell sharply, but he refused to even frown. The eyes were fixed on the transparent rhizomes of the flowers and plants slowly turning into a coquettish blood red, and the jet-black leaves also showed a dark red luster. The style that bloomed under his skin gradually withered and shrank back into the leaves, he withdrew his hand, and the leaves closed again.
He looked at the little flowers and plants, and there was a strange tenderness in his dim eyes, and he looked down at his hands, which were bloodless and pale.
Five days later, the ice and snow melted, and the army set up camp.
Twelve days later, news of great victories came from the east and west borders.
Zongzheng had no plans to lead the army back to the court, and the Northern Dynasty was full of joy. At this time in the Southern Dynasties, there were many rumors about the imperial concubine and empress.
The air in the Yizheng Hall is not only cold, but also a bit heavy.
Zongzheng Wuyou stared coldly at the documents handed over by the ministers in the early court, those people were still clinging to those matters, he wanted to deal with them later, but unexpectedly they couldn't wait.
"Report to the emperor, something is wrong, General Xiang sent someone to play, and the new army barracks rioted!" Xiao Xiangzi, who was waiting for Dong in the political hall, knelt down on the ground with a nervous expression on his face.
Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes sharpened, the folder in his hand slapped on the table, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Xiao Xiangzi was so frightened that his body trembled, and tears came from his throat. He didn't dare to say those words, but he had to say them. "Someone came to report that there were rumors in the barracks that the concubine's beautiful face and white hair was a evil evil for the country. Hearing that General Xiang belonged to the concubine's concubine, they refused to obey General Xiang's control and started fighting."
Zongzheng Wuyou squinted his phoenix eyes, and with the five fingers of his left hand spread out, he was pressing on the sealed booklet of a memorandum, with a little force, the bright yellow booklet was engraved with the marks of five fingers. He said expressionlessly: "It is said that the ministers will enter the palace to have an audience."
Xiao Xiangzi hurriedly kowtowed and retreated, his brow covered with sweat.
In less than an hour, all civil and military officials gathered in the Yimei Palace, knelt down and bowed their heads to wait for the emperor's speech, but above the high position, the emperor seemed to have forgotten their existence, and was reviewing the memorials one by one. The ministers looked at each other secretly in private, not knowing what was going on.
Prime Minister Sang, who was kneeling at the front, raised his head slightly, his shrewd eyes flickered slightly, and looked at the expressionless emperor, his cold eyes without any emotional fluctuations made him unable to see the emperor's thoughts at all, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy . The new army rioted, and he was able to review the memorials so calmly, which shows that this young emperor is not usually deep.
After Zongzheng Wuyou reviewed the last memorial, he put down his ink pen, and glanced coldly at the crowd. All the ministers were excited, and hurriedly gathered their spirits and waited for orders.
Zongzheng Wuyou winked at Xiao Xiangzi, Xiao Xiangzi understood, quickly took the booklet and handed it back to the ministers.
Zongzheng Wuyou leaned back, and then lazily said: "After thinking about it for the past few days, I think that the advice of my lovers is not completely unreasonable. But when a country is first established, people's livelihood should be the most important thing. This matter needs to be reconsidered after regaining the power in the capital city. As for the Empress Dowager, "I heard that Sang Aiqing's daughter, Sang Yang, is a rare woman with both talent and appearance, and both virtue and appearance. If there is no one to talk with her, why not just let Sang Yang enter the palace to be her companion for a few days, I wonder if Sang Aiqing would be willing?"
Prime Minister Sang was overjoyed, and quickly smiled and said: "The emperor and the imperial concubine are very loving. Being able to enter the palace to accompany you is a blessing that the little girl has cultivated for several generations. The old minister would like to thank the emperor for his kindness!"
Zongzheng Wuyou rolled his eyelids, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Then do this. Let's all step back.
Everyone withdrew, Zongzheng Wuyou shouted: "Leng Yan.!"
Leng Yan appeared and waited for orders.
Zongzheng Wuyou said: "Ask Xiao Ke to come over." Leng Yan took the order, and Zongzheng Wuyou added in a deep voice: "Don't let the earth know." Leng Yan was taken aback, naturally knowing that "she" meant Who is it.
Recently, some relatives have responded that the plot is flat. I always thought that relatives want to watch warm dramas. It seems that everyone still likes to watch more intense ones. In the past two days, I am considering whether to overhaul these chapters. If I overhaul, I may stop for a few days, and the plot after the white hair will be completely rewritten. Tomorrow, I will look at your comments and reactions, and I need to think about it. The storyline in the later stage of this article is very exciting, and I don't want to affect the excitement of the full text because the middle part is not inhaled.
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