I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 34 Chronology of Major Events?

"I pay homage to the emperor!"

The visitor was dressed in a purple official uniform, about forty years old, with a bad face, although he smiled respectfully, but his small eyes kept rolling, as soon as he came in, he thought he had glanced over the Hall of Renzheng secretly, and even the strands of hair All revealed treacherous calculations.

Marquis Chang Yi was born in a noble family, he is the head of the Meng family, one of the most aristocratic families in the capital, he used to rely on the queen mother to enjoy the cool, and he was in the limelight in Shengzhou.

Now that the big tree has been cut down, it is human nature to be eager to find the next one to hug.

As for whether the tree will be hugged or not, it depends on what feedback he can come up with.

"Excuse me, give me your seat." Rong Cen has been thinking a lot these days, so she doesn't need to put on a show. Her eyes are bright, and she looks at the other party with endless expectations, "Liangzhou is in danger, I heard that Marquis Chang Yi has a plan?"

"I am not talented. Seeing that the emperor is worrying about state affairs every day, I am so worried that I can't eat and drink! It's not a good plan, but a small plan. I hope I can do my part for Liangzhou , to relieve His Majesty's urgent needs."

I saw Chang Yihou took out an envelope from his skirt, presented it with both hands, and handed it from Wanli to the dragon case.

"The minister has already listed the solutions to Liangzhou's troubles one by one, and the advantages and disadvantages are all available. Please have a look at the emperor!"

The beige envelope was sealed with wax paint, and even solemnly stamped with the private seal of the head of the Meng family.

Rong Cen dubiously opened it, and pulled out a thick stack of ink-stained paper.

Good guy, it's more than the "Three Years and Five Years" plan she drafted last night.

The three characters "Liangzhou Remonstrance" on the top one are leaning against each other and interlaced, with silver hooks painted on iron.

Looking down, there are densely packed——

[June [-]th, not early morning.

Twenty-five, no.

Twenty-six, not yet.

[…]
[July [-]th, welcome the emperor and concubine.

August, welcome.

September, welcome again.

[…]
[October, call Ruan Shizi.

In November, call.

In the twelfth lunar month, call again.

[…]
[Twelfth lunar month, lucky envoy.

Twenty-one, fortunately.

Twenty-two, even lucky.

[…]
Something is wrong, look again.

After scanning for the second time, Rong Cen, who was in a cloud of fog, instantly understood it because of a certain time and a certain name.

Concubine Jiang entered the palace as a concubine on July [-], and the new favorite "soft persimmon" frequently summoned by "she" was actually Prince Ruan.

Looking down, I became more and more frightened.

[On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, die and come back to life.

Twenty-four, in the early dynasty, he lived up to the emperor's teacher.

Twenty-five, escaped from the dead and sent Yu Heng.

Twenty-six, sin against oneself.

[…]
[New Year's Eve, repentance, persuading the army, Pinggong change.

In January, the Queen Mother was overthrown.

……

On the eighth day of the eighth day, I saw off Shao En. It was time to eat. After lunch, I stopped outside Xiaoxiang Tower for two sticks of incense. ]
Fortunately, Rong Cen didn't go to Xiaoxianglou to make an appointment with Miss Hongluan that day, otherwise, her fame would have been ruined!
This Meng family has been sending people to monitor her, remembering it is like a chronology of major events, how dare she send it to her to see? !

Rong Cen raised his eyes and saw Chang Yihou's small eyes, rubbing his hands with a fly, and smiling like an ugly flower.

"What's your majesty's opinion?"

Rong Cen's expression remained unchanged, but he sneered inwardly.

how?After the threat is over, do you still want her to give you a reward?

No reply was received, Chang Yihou became anxious, "Your Majesty, although there are disadvantages, in comparison, there are more benefits! Now that Liangzhou is in danger, I really can't think of a better way. The border war is tight, and we can't wait any longer. ah!"

It took so much effort to come up with these methods, if the emperor doesn't adopt them, his energy will be completely wasted!

Hearing this, Rong Cen drank a cup of tea to calm down, and was surprised to see that he was so anxious that he didn't seem to be lying.

It seems that Chang Yihou didn't know what was inside the envelope, and the private seal should be intended to claim credit.

Rong Cen: "Meng...?"

Chang Yihou quickly replied: "Qian! Your Majesty, your minister's name is Meng Qian!"

"Meng Qian," Rong Cen nodded, and asked tentatively, "This Liangzhou remonstrance...was written by you yourself? I can see that it doesn't look like Meng Qing's handwriting."

She paused, raised her eyebrows, "Da Yin has a lot of omissions, and I haven't started to check for omissions and make up for omissions. The strategy is dangerous, if I force it, I'm afraid the country will be unstable!"

Then there was compassion and pity on his face, and he said: "If it's Meng Qing's plan, I will take it back quickly. I can be lenient, as long as I have never seen it before and didn't know about it!"

Rong Cen's ability to scare people can be said to be improving day by day.

Meng Qian was dumbfounded. He saw the sealing wax on the envelope with his own eyes. The methods above were all feasible solutions, but there were certainly disadvantages. He only vaguely remembered that it was related to finances and the military power of the states.

Yes, this is it!A large amount of money needs to be allocated to the states to raise soldiers to prevent foreign aggression, and this move will definitely weaken the military wealth of Kyoto, making the emperor's appeal worse than before!
It must be bad here!

He offered advice to the emperor in order to find another way out for the Meng family, but he accidentally offended someone.

After figuring out the key point, Meng Qian swallowed his saliva, and knelt down, "It was submitted by the staff in the mansion, and has nothing to do with the minister! I will send him out immediately when I go back today, begging the emperor for forgiveness!"

He really didn't know the content.

Rong Cen put the letter back as it was, and handed it to Wan Li for safekeeping.

Pointing to the dragon case with his fingertips, he tapped it lightly once and for all, and the sound fell in Meng Qian's ears, creating deep panic.

Suffering, every second feels like a year.

This trip is to let the Meng family go to a higher level, but at this moment he does not dare to expect the emperor to pull the Meng family away. As long as he can not be angered today, Meng Qian will be thankful.

Rong Cen opened his lips: "Staff?" Don't believe me.

Those eyes, looking sharply at Meng Qian, seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and see through the truth.
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Two quarters of an hour later, the door of the Hall of Renzheng opened again.

The sound of the rolling of the wooden wheels sounded, gradually approaching.

"Your Majesty, this is the dog, Meng Yang." After Meng Qian finished his introduction, he said to the visitor, "Hurry up and salute to the Emperor!"

The man was in a wheelchair and was pushed in.

It was early spring, but he was still wearing a heavy winter coat, a fox fur cloak, and a blanket covering his legs. The whole person was wrapped up, and only his pale and thin lips could be seen. It should be because he was afraid of the cold.

She was so weak that she couldn't bear clothes, and she looked weak and prematurely dead.

Rong Cen waved his hand immediately: "No."

It was hard for her to believe that she was being watched by such a person.

"Thank you...cough cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

As soon as the man said a word, he coughed and gasped.

His hoarse cough echoed in the hall, like an old, weak and dying person.

"Your Majesty, forgive me! The dog didn't mean to offend, but he has been weak since he was a child and has been sick for a long time, and it is difficult to heal for a long time." Meng Qian first knelt down to express his feelings, and then ordered the person pushing the wheelchair, "Hurry up and give the eldest son medicine!"

Zongzi?

Rong Cen realized something.

The aristocratic family used to refer to the heir as the eldest son.

Oh, it turns out that this is the legendary "Meng Zongzi" in Kyoto.

So he's all pretending, right?
The boy took out a small black bottle from his purse, poured the medicine into his hand, and fed it to Meng Zongzi.

Rong Cen stared at the other party for a while, and found that even if he took medicine, he would not show any more skin. With the movement of swallowing, the transparent white neck flashed in front of her eyes for a moment.

When his cough was relieved, Rong Cen said, "I want to talk to Zongzi Meng alone."

(End of this chapter)