In the Imperial Study Room of the Imperial Palace, Ma Xi served Wu Heng a cup of hot tea, which he respectfully delivered to Wu Heng's hand.
The sunlight outside the window was just right, and the oil paper on the large carved window beside Wu Heng was shining extremely brightly by Empress Wu's sunlight, emitting a soft light and falling on Wu Heng who was drinking tea.
A cup of tea refreshed Wu Heng in the afternoon. Looking back at the stained window, the scenery outside was extremely hazy on the oil paper.
This is the case in this era of backward productivity. Even the windows of the emperor's house cannot be fitted with glass. It is a luxury to look at the scenery outside through the window paper in the winter.
"Your Majesty, the left side is here, I'll see you outside!" Ma Xi said softly.
Wu Heng took another sip of tea, put the teacup on the table and said, "Call him in!"
Ma Xi nodded, squatted and ran out briskly with small steps, and called Luo Qin who was waiting outside the door.
"Old minister Luo Qin has seen your Majesty."
"Luo Aiqing waives the ceremony, watch your seat!"
A small sandalwood stool was sent under Luo Qin's ass.
Luo Qin sat down and asked, "I don't know what the veteran came from your Majesty?"
Wu Heng picked up a notice on the table and trembled. It was Wu Zheng's notice to recruit troops. Linghu Deshuo asked someone to tear one off, and Qin Xiang also tore one. Now the emperor has been torn again here. One, I don't know how many notices left by Wu Zheng sent.
Ma Xi took the notice from Wu Heng and gave it to Luo Qin.
Luo Qin didn't care when he saw that it was just a notice. He took it and glanced at it casually, but when he found out that it was Zuo Xiaowei's notice of recruiting soldiers in winter, he suddenly got up from the stool.
"Mischief, your Majesty, isn't this a fool?"
Wu Heng smiled and said, "I would like to hear the details."
Luo Qin pointed to the notice and said: "The country has a national legal ferry. My 16th Guards conscription must be reported by the Ministry of War, and then replenish the source of troops from the demolition mansion. Besides, this conscription is more than just adding a few people. , The subsequent armor, food, and so on all need to be controlled by the imperial court. How can he say as much as he wants
Once this matter fell into the eyes of the caring person, he could not escape the charge of impeaching him for a captive private soldier. Where does your majesty's notice come from? how much remaining? "
"What does Luo Aiqing want to do?"
"Of course I tore off all these notices before no one knew it. That kid didn't know the court's laws, but I'm also a disciple of Master Xia, but I can't just watch that kid jump into the fire pit! So naturally the fewer people who know this, the better."
Wu Heng sighed and said, "It's useless, I think everyone who should know by now already knows it."
"How can that be good?"
"In fact, this matter is easy to handle, as long as I say that it is my feeling, it will be fine. After you have done it, Luo Aiqing, go ahead and do it!"
After shaking Luo Qin back, Wu Heng's kindness just disappeared suddenly, leaning on the table and constantly rubbing his temples.
"Ma Xi, what do you think of this Luoqin?" Wu Heng asked suddenly.
Ma Xi said: "Luo Xiang is the important minister in the court, this old slave dare not make false comments."
"Don't dare to make false comments? You dare to say that you haven't commented on the ministers in the court in private, and you must have not let me go!"
"Old slaves don't dare, even if they give them thousands of courage, they don't dare to judge your majesty! Please also give them a lesson."
Seeing Ma Xi who knelt down quickly, Wu Heng said, "Get up and talk! It's natural to evaluate a person, so you can tell me what do you think of Luo Qin? If you don't, it would be disrespectful. When the time comes, our masters and servants will calculate the new and old accounts together."
"This... Alright! Your Majesty, the old slave thinks that Luo Xiang, as his courtier, is a more loyal and inferior prime minister."
Wu Heng nodded: "The evaluation is very pertinent!"
"Please forgive your Majesty!"
Wu Heng smiled slightly: "Do you think Wu Zheng can recruit soldiers this time?"
Ma Xi thought for a while and said, "This is hard to say."
Wu Heng said, "Do you also think he will be able to draw water from a bamboo basket this time?"
Ma Xi said, "Well, Wu Hou is still too young after all. For a young man who is only twenty years old, setbacks may not be a bad thing for him. On the contrary, for a young man like Wu Zheng, it is more like A temper... (End of this chapter)