Palace fight is worse than bubble emperor

Chapter 182
"Order all the prefectures in the entire northwest region to send [-] troops each to Cangzhou, listen to my dispatch to support the several prefectures affected by the disaster, and gather their general forces in one regiment, so condemn it."

Mo Tianqi's voice was faint, but he couldn't hide the fact that he had a strong imperial power in Liufeng Kingdom. Only in this way could it be said that the army was transferred as soon as it was transferred, and the military power of more than a dozen states could be mobilized by one person's order.

The situation is stirring, but that's all.

Weng Qian was stunned for a moment, stunned by the emperor's power and courage.

You know, this sounds flimsy, but how much solid power does it actually take to control everything?
Looking down on the world, that's it.

After Weng Qian came back to his senses, his blood surged up. Not to mention solving the practical problem, he was already trembling and agitated by Mo Tianqi's short sentence.

The emperor who follows should be like him!

There was not enough space in the car to kneel and kowtow, Weng Qian's voice was trembling: "My emperor is heroic!"

"The supplies..."

After solving this problem, Weng Qian talked about another problem: "What should we do with medicine, rice noodles and the most important thing, water, don't forget that Cangzhou was still in drought..."

Then Weng Qian and Mo Tianqi had an in-depth discussion.

Yun Surao just huddled in the corner, trying to minimize her sense of existence, without saying a word.

Soon after Weng Qian left, a new general entered the palace chariot. He was also a little unaccustomed to Yun Surao's presence, but this general was more loyal to the emperor. Seeing that the emperor did not ask Yun Surao to step down car, he did not speak.

After a day, Yun Surao got used to people coming and going in the car.

And everyone who has an audience with the emperor is already used to having a concubine.

In the evening, the team stopped on the official road.

According to the emperor, there is a post station a little far from here, and it can be reached after a short journey, but it is very late.The team is going to rest at the post station tonight, so they will march in the dark, so they will get off the car now and stop for a while to rest.

I stopped here because there was a dense forest next to this section of the palace road, but not far away there was a small river flowing slowly, and the river was gurgling inside.

The team happened to be able to use the river water to cook some meals. After all, it was late at night when they arrived at the post station. Everyone was exhausted and probably had no appetite for anything to eat.

And Yun Surao finally got out of the car and breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows she doesn't want to stay in the car when the emperor is discussing matters. It's really strange, but the procession has been moving and hasn't stopped, so she can't get out of the car.

Now she can finally come down.

Unable to hold back, Yun Surao went straight to the river, and looked at the clear water, relaxing her nerves.

Slightly below, there are palace people scooping up water, busy preparing to fire.

This small river is strangely clear, it should flow from the nearby mountains, there are black-backed fish swimming in the water from time to time, Yun Suluo was a daughter of an official since she was a child, she has never seen this kind of mountain scenery, she is really content.

"What is this high-class thing, you wash vegetables and meat here? Hey! You kill chickens on it, is there something wrong with it? Our water here is dirty! How do you drink it?"

Many people on the official road were rectified in situ because of this small river, so there were many people scattered on both sides of the river.The group closest to them suddenly yelled at them from the river a little below.

His tone was angry, his attitude was not very good, and he was already a little angry.

When they first left Beijing, because they were close, the emperor's departure from the palace was announced to the world, so many people recognized them as the emperor's team and dared not approach them.

But here it is.

Most of the people on the official road are no longer from the capital.

I can't recognize the imprint on the palace chariot at all.

And the emperor's palace chariot was not high-profile, not the kind of bright yellow and luxurious, mostly dark in appearance, it looked like a family with a bit of family background, and the accompanying courtiers, guards and palace people were all dressed in casual clothes, not palace clothes.

So when they got here, almost no one could recognize that their line of work was the emperor's team.

This group of people just regarded them as fellow travelers.

(End of this chapter)