The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 404

Jun Rong supported the edge of the table, and sat down slowly, and was still a little bit overwhelmed for a while.

Lan Yi didn't expect to receive such explosive news, he said: "I'm afraid that Fengguo sees that Daqian now has no master to control the government, and the Xuanying army has defected again. There are internal and external troubles. They think this is a great opportunity, so they want to Take the opportunity to share a piece of the action."

Jun Rong smiled wryly and said: "Yes, Fengguo's imperial power changed smoothly without any major disturbances, so the country is rich and the people are strong. However, there was a snowstorm just before Dagan, and most of the money in the treasury was sent to disaster relief. Void, if there is a real fight, I'm afraid it won't be Feng Nation's opponent."

He read the letter paper carefully again, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, he put it on the candle and burned it.

The orange-red flame licked up wantonly, and the bright light shone on Jun Rong's face, but it couldn't illuminate the haze in his eyes.

"The more important point is that the people in power today are not of one mind at all. Everyone is sticking to their own opinions for their own interests. If there is a fight at this time, what they think is not how to retreat from the enemy, but the maximum guarantee How can you win the battle if your own rights and interests are not damaged?"

A sense of desolation arises spontaneously, Jun Rong thinks of Xiao Yu's painstaking efforts for Daqian, day and night all those years, and suddenly feels worthless.

"The mountains and rivers that Taifu spent so much effort to rectify are about to be surrendered by them. I am really angry and helpless."

Hearing the sadness in his words, Lan Yi also felt sour in his heart. He ran around with Xiao Yu, had seen too many cruel worlds, and knew how difficult it was to make a change under such circumstances.

After all, it took them three years to make a little improvement in Daqian, and it seems that it will be in vain again.

Now even if he wanted to comfort Jun Rong, he didn't know where to start.

There was silence in the room.

The sound of the river's turbulence faintly came in from the window, and Jun Rong said softly while the candle was flickering: "Forget it, we can't protect ourselves when the mud bodhisattva crosses the river now, and we can't control so much. It won't be easily annexed by Feng Nation, but if Yun Nation acts on the sidelines and joins forces with Feng Nation, Daqian is really in jeopardy."

"If the two countries really join forces, you and I alone will not be able to recover from the sky. It can only be said that the strength of the great power is exhausted, and it should be so."

Jun Rong pursed his lips, watched the letter paper turn into ashes, and said to Lan Yi: "Return a message to the spies in the capital, let them pay close attention to the trend of Fengguo, and get in touch with the spies of Fengguo as soon as possible, I want Know the whereabouts and situation of the Taifu."

"Yes, this subordinate obeys." Lan Yi cupped his hands and said: "Young master, there is no need to worry too much. Fengguo has not yet called, and what will happen is unknown. Let's just wait for the news."

"I understand, you go." Jun Rong smiled at him, Lan Yi nodded, turned around and turned out of the window again.

Jun Rong looked at the night outside through the half-opened window with a gloomy expression.

If he had never been an emperor, if he was just an ordinary citizen, he might not have much feeling about wars. As long as there is an army, as long as there is food, it seems to be nothing.

But after all, he was an emperor, and the people of Li are his subjects, and every inch of land he conquered is his responsibility.

It is impossible for him not to worry about the invasion of foreign enemies.

I hope that at this juncture, those stubborn old people in the capital can let go of their prejudices and unanimously speak out.

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That night, Jun Rong suffered from insomnia again, he lay tossing and turning in bed, until the dawn broke, and he felt a little drowsy, because it was already high in the sun, and he was still awake when Ning Zhao came to knock on the door.

No one responded after knocking for a long time, Ning Zhao couldn't help but looked at Han Yi beside him and asked worriedly: "Is something wrong?"

Han Yi listened for a long time, but didn't hear any movement inside, so he whispered: "Open the door and have a look."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door, only to find that the door was unlocked, and it opened as soon as he pushed.

The rooms on the ship are not very big, and the whole room can be seen almost as soon as the door is opened.

The sound of the door opening woke up Jun Rong who was lying on the bed. He lifted the bed curtain and looked out, and asked in a daze, "Why did you come in? What time is it?"

Ning Zhao closed the door with his backhand, Tsing Yi who just came was almost caught in the crack of the door, he stretched out his hand to block it, "Slow down, there are still people here!"

Ning Zhao smiled embarrassedly and said, "I didn't notice, come in quickly and close the door."

"Oh, good." Tsing Yi squeezed in through the crack of the door, almost squeezed out his plump fake breasts, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hands to support them.

Ning Zhao felt her eyes were a little hot, and couldn't help asking: "Will these two steamed buns of yours not go bad after a long time?"

Tsing Yi looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Why? I change it every two or three days, anyway, the back kitchen always makes steamed buns."

Ning Zhao: "...When you are on the ground, you should buy some other things to make a cushion. Steamed buns are not a long-term solution, or when the time comes, I will buy some cotton to make a cushion for you, and you just stuff it into it? Safe and warm."

"That's a good idea, then there's Miss Lao." Tsing Yi's eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands at Ning Zhao. Coupled with his strange appearance, Ning Zhao was a little incapable of accepting his nondescript appearance.

She took two quick steps, came to the bedside, and decided to look at Jun Rong and wash her eyes.

"Miss, why did you get up so late today? Is it because you don't feel well?"

Jun Rong sat up and watched Ning Zhao hang up the bed curtain, only then did he realize that it was already very bright outside, "Is it almost noon?"

"Yeah, it's noon in one more hour, and it's time for lunch."

Hearing that his voice was a bit hoarse, Ning Zhao turned around and poured him a glass of water at the table, "Let's drink some to moisten your throat first."

"Thank you." Jun Rong took it and drank the water in one breath.

He cleared his throat and said, "Everyone sit down, the blue clothes came over last night."

"Lan Yi is here, news from Kyoto?" Han Yi was shocked.

Jun Rong nodded and handed the cup to Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao went back to the table and sat down, also looking forward to looking at him, "How is it? Is there any whereabouts for the prince?"

Jun Rong shook his head, "There is no news about the Taifu, but Zhang Lao ran out."

"Mr. Zhang ran out. What about the other person? Where did he go?" Tsing Yi had stayed with Mr. Zhang for a long time before, and had a deep affection for Mr. Zhang, and was always worried about his safety.

He is the most excited to hear the news of Zhang Lao at this moment.

"Zhang always escaped with the help of the queen mother and the concubine, but he lost contact as soon as he came out. We don't know where he is, but we can be sure that he is still safe now."

"Ah? Zhang Lao didn't hear from us, and we didn't have any news from him. How can we meet then?" Tsing Yi scratched his hair irritably.

"This is not the worst news." Jun Rong paused and said, "Feng Country may be about to attack Dagan."

"What?!" The three exclaimed in unison.

(End of this chapter)