Sheng Fu

The imperial capital, the mansion of Qiuqing.

They are neighbors, colleagues, and they are all prime ministers.

In the past two days, Bai Xiaowei didn't think about tea or food, and the stubble on his chin was growing wild like a north wind. His face looked like a depressed middle-aged businessman.

But the simple food here in Qiuqing more or less made Bai Xiaowei regain some appetite.

"I miscalculated. I shouldn't have thought that Yu Wenjun would participate in this battle, and I shouldn't have mentioned it before Your Majesty." Bai Xiaowei said slowly with an indifferent expression.

Qiu Qing also couldn't remember how long he had been in this position. Although the court has been generally stable over the years, some unexpected changes have occurred more or less.

Such as the death of Wang Changsheng, such as the two heroes from the north and the south being crowned king, such as Gu Yong leaving the White Deer Academy and not knowing where he is going.

Even earlier, there was a third-rank official who only embezzled 30 taels of silver and ended up in a mess.

He is used to many changes, so he is not surprised by Yu Wenjun's silence this time.

In terms of chilling, it is actually not chilling. The taxation in the four cities of Henglong is stable. Although the people can't talk about living and working in peace for the time being, they are better off than some poor people in the prefectures and counties.

As a young politician, Yu Wenjun has already won the hearts of the people.

As for whether he won the hearts of the people, that was not what Qiu Qing cared about.

"Recently, there have been rumors in the imperial capital that a turning point battle is about to take place. If the human race loses, Saibei City will fall, and the army of the demon realm can drive south. If the human race wins, the demon clan will be greatly injured. to be observed."

"Speaking of which, there is indeed no need for the Dragon Clan to participate in this fierce battle."

"Although the Hengchang army is not invincible on the battlefield like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, its achievements are not small. It is enough to block the mouths of many people. In the land of the North Sea, there are infinitely strong guards to defend against the gods. The army marches south, regardless of whether it is vertical or vertical, and Lord Yuwen remains invincible."

"Excessive accusations are meaningless. His Majesty actually doesn't care about this matter."

What His Majesty the Emperor is concerned about is that Bai Xiaowei made a mistake in his first prediction.

This was Bai Xiaowei's first miss. Although it was not a major event affecting his family, country and society, it was the first stain on this politician since he came to power.

To wash away this stain, Bai Xiaowei needs to accumulate at least three to five years of political achievements before he can regain his former right to speak with His Majesty.

Bai Xiaowei's expression remained the same, a strange light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he changed the subject: "Fu Hun was killed in battle, Xiao Nan was sent to Mr. Guo's place just to see a sick person, at this moment, it seems a bit redundant. "

"I also seem to be redundant."

Qiu Qing laughed and said: "There's no need to think about it that way, I'll leave it to you to appease the people and rectify the internal affairs of the human race."

Bai Xiaowei nodded slightly, at least this year, when major decisions were involved, Bai Xiaowei had no chance to speak out.

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Yaozu, the capital of the kingdom.

In the courtyard of West Street, a certain person was tasting the delicious meals made by his wife every day because of the dean. I don't know if it was because of a change of place or because there was an extra person. The home-cooked meals are not as delicious as they are now.

But Yu Wenjun never said this.

Outside the house, it was snowing heavily, and the entire monster king turned into a sacred snow-covered heaven.

On the copper stove, there were still three sweet potatoes, which were roughly half-ripe at the moment, and they had to wait for a while.

After arriving here, Yu Wenjun never took the initiative to walk out of this courtyard, and he really lived the life of a wealthy and idle person.

In the courtyard, Qingyu came slowly, leaving a line of footprints that were neither too deep nor too shallow.

After entering the house, Jing Peiyao personally brought Qingyu a cup of hot black tea. Qingyu felt quite humane about the empress' succession, and nodded, "Thank you."

Jing Peiyao softly whispered: "Don't be restrained."

After taking his seat, Qingyu said slowly: "Tomorrow morning, it will be the first large-scale frontal confrontation, and neither side is sure about the result."

"If Your Highness wants to go back to watch the battle now, there is actually still time."

Yu Wenjun was as stable as Mount Tai, shook his head and said: "No need, besides this, do you have other information?"

Yu Wenjun never said what kind of information he wanted, but it depended on what kind of information Qingyu was willing to share, and both parties had a tacit understanding on this matter.

Qing Yu took a sip of her hot tea and said thoughtfully: "Besides the battlefield, the spies compete with each other, and there is no room for me to intervene. This disappoints His Highness."

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "It's not too often. It's reasonable. If you can grasp a lot of essential information, then this battle will lose its original meaning."

Qingyu was speechless, this was the truth.

After drinking the tea, Qingyu left the courtyard.

Pu Weiqing was a little anxious, and turned over the sweet potatoes on the copper stove, but he didn't know what to say, and there was silence.

Seeing this, Yu Wenjun carefully comforted him: "The human race will win."

Pu Weiqing smiled wryly and said, "Why did you come up with such a sentence for no reason?"

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "The demon clan has some civil strife, but the human race does not."

Pu Weiqing laughed dryly, some principles and rules are useless in actual combat.

Qingyu entered another restaurant after leaving West Street far behind.

Today is not old hen stew, or beef soup, and some expensive fruits.

Speaking of which, it was good for Qing Yu to take it orally in the past few days, and the taste was unknowingly a little tricky when eating with Her Royal Highness, but she didn't seem to realize it.

Guangli gently clamped Qingyu's beef bone, and asked softly, "How?"

Qingyu reported truthfully: "That His Highness doesn't care about this matter, no matter how the human race wins or loses, he doesn't care. Although this is in line with the position of the Dragon Race, there are still many people who follow him in the Hengchang Sect. .”

"If it is said that the Human Sovereign has the confidence to win, but I don't think His Majesty the Human Sovereign will confide in that Highness. That Highness probably doesn't know what the Human Sovereign's plan is, and he can't figure out what the Human Sovereign's plan is."

Guangli put down her chopsticks and suddenly lost her appetite.

"Am I fishing, or is he fishing me?" Guangli said to herself in a little confusion.

I thought in my heart that I might as well pay a visit tonight and have a long talk with His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan all night long, but after another thought, this is not appropriate, because that His Highness's wife is also there.

So embarrassing.

Women are often no match for men in things like fighting hearts, except for certain things.

"What else did he ask?" Guangli asked.

Qingyu frowned slightly, and said: "He only wants to hear what I want to say, and never asked him what he wants to know."

Guangli laughed silently, completely losing her appetite.

It's a pity that Qingyu couldn't finish this table of dishes by himself.

"You don't need to go tonight. Tomorrow morning, everything will be as it is. He actually knows your position in his heart." Guangli said.

Qing Yu sadly said: "Is he really so strong?"

The corners of Guangli's mouth rose slightly, not knowing whether she was laughing at herself or admiring, she said softly: "The Dragon Clan has been in decline for many years, and now there is only one Yuwen Lord, what do you think?"