The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 227: Calculation on the Left (1)
In this way... I won't be afraid.

No one can take her away.

Unless it runs over him.

He stared at her sleeping face, and he would not dare to touch her with a distance of two inches. This timid behavior was done by the king of a country, and it seemed that it was not on the stage.

In the quiet night, Situ Shan, who was asleep, suddenly opened her eyes. Emperor Jing Yuan froze, not knowing how to explain it, but Situ Shan was not surprised at all. position, without saying a word.

Emperor Jing Yuan looked at her back, moved into the bed, pulled the thin quilt beside her feet to cover her body, and explained nonchalantly: "I was afraid of disturbing you, so... I didn't make a sound."

The voice and breathing were right next to his ears, and he was so gentle that he was not like the usual him. Situ Shan did not brush off his attention, but still kept her back to him, and asked, "Why can't I sleep in the middle of the night?"

Obviously there are thousands of words to say, but his mouth was so clumsy at this moment, he leaned over and hugged her from behind, he said: "I want to see you."

After speaking, both of them were silent.

He didn't tell her that he just dreamed that she followed Han Xing. In the dream, he couldn't see Han Xing's appearance clearly, but he clearly saw her happy and smiling expression. Cold sweat, anxious and empty heart, very flustered.

After a while of silence, Emperor Jing Yuan said softly, "Shan'er, the Turks have gone south again..."

"...Hmm." Situ Shan replied, as lightly as a raving.

"This time, it's the battlefield opened from Beijun Mansion. What do you think... what will Han Xing do?"

Situ Shan opened her eyes.

It has been many years since anyone has called that person by his full name. Everyone in the world calls him King Jinyang. They may not have met each other for many years. They don’t even know how many concubines he took and how many children he had, but he keeps calling her. Unable to find peace, Midnight dreamed back and remembered his tearful eyes, and seeing his son's face that was too similar to him, and his actions, the hatred rose like crazy.

Bai Liyao could never change that villain's face, guilty and vengeful, but she refused to let him go. Situ Shan raised her mocking expression and poked Bai Liyao's heart a few more times in the dark. A hole: "What do you have to be afraid of? You are the king and he is the minister. Even if his family is destroyed, we must protect the Baili family forever."

Emperor Jing Yuan's jealousy arose again, and his arms tightened even tighter: "You said I was afraid of him?!"

He just asked, Situ Shan smiled lightly, and Emperor Jing Yuan suddenly had nothing to say...

Why are you not afraid?As long as Han Xing survived for a day, he would not be afraid for a day.

The dispute ceased, and the gauze tent became quiet again. Emperor Jing Yuan smelled the tranquilizing incense on his nose, held his heart of stone in his arms, but choked back some words—he had never been afraid of Han Xing, but She left him, and in front of her, he was so worried about gain and loss, but unfortunately, she never cared...

On May [-]th, the fifth day of the Turkic southward attack, the Beijun government quickly sent a letter written by King Han Xing of Jinyang. Grain supply for the imperial court.

As soon as this news was announced, the court was in an uproar. Emperor Jing Yuan squeezed the memorial in his hand, looked around at the courtiers, and asked with restraint: "According to what Jinyang Wang said in the letter, what countermeasures do you love?"

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Li Guo took the lead and said: "Return to Your Majesty, since the food and grass are in short supply, we can increase the taxes in the three northern states. When the country is in trouble, the people will naturally support them with all their strength. In this way, the long distance can also be saved." The trouble of transporting food and grass."

"Fart!" Yang Hong, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, blatantly swears: "Uncle Li Guo's words are simply rebellious! The three states are suffering from severe drought, and the people are struggling to survive. If taxes are increased to support the border war at this time, how will the people think of my Daxing monarch? I am Daxing How does the imperial court win the trust of the people? Does it mean that I want to destroy my foundation of more than a hundred years of great prosperity? Uncle Li Guo, as an important minister of the imperial court, made such fallacies, I beg your Majesty to punish me severely!"

"Your Majesty, old minister..." Uncle Li Guo was woken up by the accusation, and he didn't dare to say anything in a hurry.Standing at the back of the queue, Li Shu saw that his father was criticized, and he was quite ashamed. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. When will the problem of being pushy be corrected?

Emperor Jing Yuan was obviously not in the mood to ask the teacher to blame, after hearing Yang Hong's accusation, he followed him and asked, "Then what is Master Yang's opinion?"

Yang Hong saw that Uncle Li Guo was not pleasing to the eye, so he came forward to criticize him. Now he bowed down and apologized and told the truth: "I haven't figured it out yet."

There was a sudden silence in the court hall.

The courtiers were helpless, no one wanted Emperor Jing Yuan to look at him, and all of them lowered their heads.Emperor Jing Yuan looked around the crowd calmly, and finally stopped his gaze on Han Ye: "Luo Ma, what do you think of this matter?"

Han Ye raised his head, stepped out with an innocent face, then lowered his head as if he could do nothing, and responded: "Reporting to my father, I have not been back to the Beijun Mansion for many years, and I know nothing about the war in northern Xinjiang and the normal life of the people. Yue has never sent a letter... I am incompetent, I haven't thought of a suitable countermeasure, and I am really ashamed that I can't solve my father's worries."

Han Ye's words and deeds have always been impeccable. After these words, Emperor Jing Yuan could no longer count on him. At this time, Dai Ruliang, the servant of the household department, came out and said: "Your Majesty, there are droughts in various places from the end of last year to the beginning of spring this year. Wheat is being harvested in the Hedong Plain where the three states of Ji are connected. The rice in the south of the Yangtze River is still immature, and the road to the south of the Lingnan is far away, and there is no emergency. Moreover, the old grain in the granaries in various places must be running out. "

"I want you to think of countermeasures, not to tell me how cunning the Turkic people are and how critical the situation is!" Emperor Jing Yuan was furious.

The ministers fell silent again.

When the court came down, most of the courtiers came out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, sighing and thinking of countermeasures. Uncle Li Guo, who was scolded by Yang Hong angrily, was also silent, stroking his sparse mustache with one hand, with an extremely distressed expression. .

Li Shu followed behind his father and didn't dare to speak. He didn't know anything about national affairs, battlefield food and fodder, but an idea popped up in his mind-that kid Situ He went to the Northwest, even though he was brave and incomparable. , but if he is not given food for ten days and half a month, won't his kid be finished?
Bah, I just finished thinking, and I immediately slapped myself, Bah, Bah, Bah, I tried to think of something unlucky, if there is really no food in the front line, even Li Shu would have to pack a few bags of rations for him, rice, wheat, corn, and grains There are all kinds of miscellaneous grains, how can General He be hungry...

Mo Yu saw his father's serious expression, as if he was absent-minded, for the past few days, even when he went to the front yard to ask An to accompany him for a meal, he didn't seem to be in any mood.For the country, His Majesty has the final say, but for a big family, the father is the head of the family, any rumors and rumors are useless, only the father's approval can be counted. rely.I wanted to go up and ask, but today is two days, and I should go to the palace to give lectures to the Seventh Prince, so Mo Yu had no choice but to bear it, and went to the Seventh Prince's residence together with the little eunuch who came to welcome him.

(End of this chapter)