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Chapter 1189: Classmates Reunion (Part 1189) [Seeking monthly pass]

Qian Yong's enthusiasm made Li Wan particularly uncomfortable.

She humbly declined, how could she dare to take all the credit?

If it weren't for Qi Zhongshu giving her a chance, the Lord appointing her, the support of her colleagues, and the backing of Kangguo's national strength, she wouldn't have the courage to act like a tyrant in front of other countries. Although she enjoyed it at the time, she was actually very nervous in her heart.

She was afraid that things might not go as she expected.

Qian Yong frowned and said, "You are so young, but you speak like an old hand. Why are you thanking this and that? You are not upright and courageous. Even if I teach you step by step, you will not be able to achieve anything. What is yours should be yours."

Although Qian Yong himself is well versed in the ways of survival in the officialdom, he appreciates those young people who are full of vigor and enthusiasm to "change the world". It's okay to be a little reckless. In war, you either have to be shady to the end or be brave to death. People don't like to be hypocritical. Li Wan was embarrassed when Qian Yong exposed his tricks.

Zhao Wei was obviously not afraid of Qian Yong's tricks.

She joked bluntly: "I'm afraid that 'it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early'. There are many people who are eyeing Zhenguo's achievement."

Zhen State was just a small country used to test the waters.

It wouldn't take much effort to capture it.

Generals of average or above average level can compete for the position of commander-in-chief.

When the pressure of war is not great, the master likes to promote young generals. Qian Shuhe is an old hand, so the master may not give him a chance. Even if he does, he probably won't let him take the lion's share. He will definitely give him a few young people and then arrange for veterans to hold the fort.

At this time, Qian Yong grinned with a sly smile.

He held his finger upright and shook it left and right, pretending to be mysterious: "No, no, this time it is definitely Old Qian and I who will win the game."

Zhao Wei didn't know where his courage came from.

  If the veteran can fight for this piece of meat, who can Qian Yong compete with?

Qian Yong's eyes were sharp, and he saw through Zhao Wei's thoughts at a glance: "Dawei, don't disbelieve me! Do you dare to make a bet with me? This time, even your father will be forbidden to fight..."

Zhao Wei hadn't heard any related news at all.

All his attention was focused on the last half of the sentence: "What happened to my father? Why did he ban the war? Did he make some big mistake?"

Qian Yong snorted and laughed, "Your father and his friends are to blame for this. I just received a message from someone I know. The Lord invited a group of people to a special court meeting yesterday, and your father was there too."

This court meeting was still an offline meeting.

Only a partial list of people was drawn up for the invitation.

All other court officials were given a day off.

After returning from the court meeting, all the people who attended the meeting reflected on their mistakes behind closed doors. When they first arrived, they actually didn't know the master's intention. Zhao Feng looked around but didn't see Qin Gongsu. Chu Yao and Ning Yan from the three provinces were not there either. Only Qi Shan was there.

Zhao Feng took advantage of the fact that the court meeting had not yet begun to approach Qi Shan to ask what was going on today: [Has everyone else taken sick leave? ]

It's impossible for so many people to fall ill even if the plague is raging, right?

Qishan said: [Maybe I got up late.]

It’s not that they got up late, but that those people didn’t show up for the morning meeting.

The Lord informed them in advance that today's government affairs were busy and the court meeting might take a long time, so he simply asked the palace servants to prepare tables and chairs for them, as well as tea and snacks. The officials did not dare to eat. It was not that they did not like it, but the court meeting was a solemn occasion, and the officials had to go to court early. They were worried that they would have a bowel movement or stomach upset during the court meeting and thus lose their manners in front of the palace, so they basically went to court on an empty stomach.

Breakfast should be saved until the morning meeting is over.

The exceptions are those with strong stomachs.

They were so reserved that they didn't move their chopsticks, but the palace servants took the initiative to pour tea for them, bowed and said, "Please have some tea."

Official: [……]

The palace maid's action left them no choice but to drink.

The words specially added are basically the master's intention.

The official had no choice but to drink the cup, and then ate two pieces of cakes, and continued to wait for the court meeting. Before long, the palace servant who had just left came back and refilled all the cups. Drink one cup, refill one cup, drink another cup, refill another cup... and the cycle continued.

Even the dullest person could spot the problem.

  Those who have a good relationship directly communicate with each other through eye contact, and those who have a weaker relationship chat privately and exchange information with each other - no, what on earth happened today? The Lord's behavior is very wrong!

Smart people have already discovered the clues, while others are still looking for clues.

During this time, the palace servants continued to add tea.

The master who was supposed to show up on time was nowhere to be seen.

But within half an hour, someone could no longer hold back his bladder and protested. His face turned blue, and he had no choice but to ask the palace servant when the master would come. The palace servant just said he didn't know. Seeing the man's uncomfortable sitting posture, he smiled and reminded him that he could go to the toilet during the trip.

The official declined with an awkward smile.

The palace servant smiled and refilled the teacup, saying something that would leave a psychological shadow on the official: [Please have some tea.]

Official: [……]

His face was about to split.

A group of people were holding their urine and feeling uneasy.

After waiting for a long time, the master still did not appear. He had to give in to his body's instinct. He asked the palace servant for directions, slowly stood up, and the moment he straightened his back, his bloated abdomen seemed to have an electric current flowing through his body, causing a sore and swollen feeling. His usually upright square steps also became strange.

The palace servants led people to solve physiological problems.

People went there one after another, and people came back one after another.

People passing by had frowned brows.

The person who came back had a relaxed look on his face.

Just as he sat down, another palace servant came over to add more tea.

Official: “…”

This tea is not right if you don't drink it, and it is not right if you drink it.

Even the most insensitive people would know that the master was deliberately making trouble for them! The question was, what did they do wrong? If it was a big mistake, it couldn't be just a simple drink of tea; if it was a small mistake, so many people present made the same small mistake?

The more I think along this line of thought, the more guilty I feel.

Zhao Feng, who had been sipping tea in small sips to delay time, finished it in one gulp, covered his face with one hand, and wished he could bury his head in the desk.

Others gradually understood.

This time, they drank tea for the entire morning, and even Zhao Feng had to run three times. It was not until the sun climbed directly above their heads that their master finally arrived, smiling as always: "I am sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. I entered the mysterious realm of cultivation yesterday, and I unknowingly practiced a few more cycles before I stopped. I was told by the palace servants that it was time to finish my practice. You won't blame me for being late, right?"

For an instant, Zhao Feng's scalp felt numb.

The other ministers silently cast their glances towards Qi Shan in front of them.

  Who doesn't know, who doesn't know, that the master trusts and favors Qi Zhongshu? This time, even Qi Zhongshu was dragged out to make trouble. This shows that the master is really angry. What's more terrifying is that she actually used an unprecedented sweet voice and an extremely rare self-proclaimed name - Gu. You should know that the master was corrected by the Censorate at the annual banquet of the first year of Yuanhuang, and she said in public that she didn't like this self-proclaimed name. She has the love of the common people and the assistance of the ministers, so how can she be a lonely person?

She rarely uses this self-proclaimed name.

There are basically only two occasions: one is when she receives envoys from other countries, and the other is when she is angry but she does not say it. Those who make her angry should reflect on themselves and find out where they went wrong. If there is a mistake, correct it, and do not wait for her to point it out in public.

The officials who received the signal bowed their heads in guilt. Shen Tang seemed not to notice this and continued the court meeting. Even the atmosphere was similar to the usual court meeting. There were fewer things to do, and the entire court meeting lasted less than half the time of usual days. However, Shen Tang did not say to adjourn the court, but instead discussed how to take over Zhen State as quickly as possible.

[Don't be shy, let's talk. You are all veterans who are good at fighting on the battlefield. It's easy to take down the country of Zhen. Even if you don't think of a countermeasure beforehand, you can think about it temporarily and share your knowledge and needs, and you can work together to come up with a decent solution. ]

The hall was quiet and no one spoke.

It doesn't matter if they don't talk, Shen Tang will call out their names. Whoever is called will stand up and chat: [Don't be nervous, I'm not a vicious person, can I eat you if I answer wrong? ]

The person who was called stood up cautiously.

He was clearly a burly general, a god or demon who could twist people's heads and crush their eyes without blinking on the battlefield, but now he was as guilty and timid as a primary school student who was called by the teacher in class. His voice, which was usually so loud that it could make people's earwax pop out, echoed like a mosquito.

If Shen Tang didn't have amazing hearing, he wouldn't have been able to hear it clearly.

Shen Tang: [The cat took away your throat? ]

Signal to the other person that it is okay to sit down and click on the next person.

Point one by one and answer one by one.

Shen Tang was surprised: [Aren’t you well prepared? ]

Everyone: […]

It wasn't that they were not well prepared, it was that they were afraid to answer. The first few could still say one, two, three, four, but the last few just talked nonsense. The master was clearly trying to punish them for instigating Li Wan. If their answers were satisfactory, wouldn't it be a confession that they had planned it in advance? They might as well hand in a blank paper, admit their mistakes, learn a lesson, and leave.

Looking back on my own behavior calmly, I was really scared.

He looked around again and the corners of his mouth twitched.

If they were the lord, they would only be more furious.

If they instigated Li Wan, it would be fine if there were only a few of them. As the master had long wanted to deal with Zhenguo, he could at most let the matter go and find an opportunity to hint at it, and never do it again. They thought so too, but they never expected that they were not the only ones who thought so, other colleagues also thought so.

  Wow, so many people have been involved in some way?

They knew that the officials of Kangguo were full of martial virtues, and both civil and military officials preferred to fight when they were not convinced. Even if the enemy was not wrong, they would still use fishing enforcement to do it. But they did not expect that everyone's brain circuits were so consistent! This matter was undoubtedly unacceptable to the lord.

Once it is tolerated, more people will do the same thing again.

All the officials in the royal court have their own ideas and rhythms, so where does that leave the master? Over time, it is bound to lead to conflicts between the two sides.

If the same thing happened somewhere else, there would be a bloodbath. But the Lord only invited them to drink tea for the morning instead of poison tea for the morning, which showed that his temper was very good.

Shen Tang called out Zhao Feng by name.

Zhao Feng stood up with a bitter face, thinking to himself: [Gong Su Gong Su, why are you not here? Old Zhao, I need you! ]

The feeling of missing Master Qin reached its peak.

Shen Tang still favored Zhao Feng and was reluctant to make things difficult for him, so he just asked: [I heard that Dayi promoted a new person a while ago? ]

Zhao Fengdao: [Yes, he was originally a cook.]

Shen Tang asked again: [What is your cultivation talent? ]

Zhao Feng's words were somewhat regrettable: [His talent is slightly inferior to that of ordinary people, and he is not outstanding, but he has his own understanding of arranging troops and formations. If he is trained well, he can be a talented general.]

If you are a vanguard general, you must be strong. But if you are a commander, you need to pay more attention to your ability to deploy and arrange troops.

Except for a few cases, the two armies would not let the commander go out to fight one-on-one, because it was not uncommon for the generals to be killed by arrows from the dark. If ordinary generals died young, they could still find replacements, but if the commander was killed by a hidden arrow, he would be helpless.

Of course, it would be better if the individual strength was also strong.

  The stronger your strength, the higher your ability to protect yourself on the battlefield!

Shen Tang's eyes showed a bit of surprise: [Da Yi rarely praises people like this, if that's the case, let him have a try in the battle of Zhen State. ]

Zhao Feng and the others were almost shocked: [Commander-in-chief?]

Shen Tang said: [This is naturally impossible. ]

A commander must not only have the ability, but also the prestige to convince the soldiers. The man Zhao Feng promoted was originally just a young man with no prestige or prestige. If he were to be the commander, how would our morale be? He was just allowed to study with the army.

Practice makes perfect, it helps you gain experience and broaden your horizons.

Zhao Fengchang breathed a sigh of relief. He was scared to death just now.

Others seemed to smell something, and then the people who were named took the initiative to recommend some people who they were optimistic about and had decent strength and potential. Shen Tang was very satisfied with this, and finally stopped referring to himself as "Gu" in a sarcastic way, and changed to the familiar "I".

The alarm was lifted and the atmosphere returned to normal.

Everyone's hanging hearts finally settled down.

After the court meeting ended, everyone went back and closed their doors to visitors. Everyone said that they had some insights and wanted to take a few days off to go into seclusion for a few days.

People with inside information found out more details.

These people are forbidden to fight, so Zhen Guo cannot take part in this battle.

This punishment was not severe, it was not even a salary deduction or suspension, it was just a ban on fighting. They were banned, but 70% to 80% of the people they recommended were accepted by the lord, and they joined the army to gain experience and military merit, so it was not a big loss.

Hehe, this is a good deal for Qian Yong.

"The commander this time will undoubtedly be me."

  Military merit is almost like picking up things by picking them up, how could Qian Yong not be happy?

If the battle is won, the commander can get the lion's share of the military merit.

Thank you colleagues for your generous gifts! Zhao Wei poured cold water on him: "A lion needs to fight a rabbit with all its strength. General Qian should not underestimate Zhenguo. If a victory is inevitable and an unexpected situation occurs, we will be in trouble."

Qian Yong waved his hand indifferently, and what he said could make the future imperial consort outside fuming: "A proud army will be defeated. This truth was known to the old lady when she was still not well-equipped, but you have to consider the situation. As for the piece of shit Zhen State, I am not bragging to you, I can beat it even with a dog tied to my neck!"

The future imperial consort's captain attacked angrily and broke the silence.

The voice was rough: "How dare you!"

Qian Yong said sarcastically: "Did you hear that? The dog is barking."

Zhao Wei finally came to his senses and asked cautiously: "...General Qian, do you have a grudge against Zhen Guo?"

Qian Yong had a fierce look on his face.

He glared and said, "How can I not be someone who takes advantage of others' misfortune?"

Zhao Wei: “…”

  Did she hear it wrong just now?

Is it because there is an extra word "no"?

ヽ(ー_ー)ノ

The poor little pineapple drove back and continued to practice driving every night. The co-pilot shouted, "Sit down." It would be better if he didn't keep shouting, "Step on the accelerator, step on the accelerator."

The speed limit is 70, so why drive at ? Why do you have to drive at ?

PS: I made an appointment with a friend at the beginning of this month to go to Xi’an at the end of this month. I don’t know if it will be hot there.