Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 137 Chaohui (recommendation ticket requested)
After scoring twice, Liu Hongjian took advantage of Yang Xue's drowsy sleep, put on her pajamas and hugged her robe, and sneaked towards the main room. He hadn't seen him for several months. There is also a person who can't sleep at night.

Hiss—it's really cold, Liu Hongjian shrank his neck in the dark snowflakes mixed with the cold wind.

He secretly opened the door and climbed onto the bed, and pulled Sun Xiuxiu into his arms as soon as he lifted the quilt.

"My Xiuxiu's skill at pretending to be asleep is getting better and better. Let's see how long you pretend to be?" Liu Hongjian tried his best.

"Ah, itch, husband, stop, why are you back?" Sun Xiuxiu turned over and leaned her face towards Liu Hongjian.

"Hmph! I knew it was your bad idea, but my master came here to inquire about the crime!" Liu Hongjian said with a straight face, pretending to be slightly angry.

"Master, isn't Xiuxiu also doing it for the sake of the master! Sister Xue'er has experienced ups and downs and has a deep-rooted love for the master. How can Xiuxiu fight the mandarin ducks in her eyes?
Besides, Xiuxiu is pregnant now, so she can't serve the master!Xiuxiu..."

"Whoever said that you can't be pregnant..." Liu Hongjian blurted out, and regretted it after he finished speaking. He didn't have the strength to do it now.

"Okay, okay, I'm tired for my husband, go to bed early, I have to go to court tomorrow!"

This is the best result, home and everything are prosperous, as long as the two can get along peacefully, it's pretty good.

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Before dawn the next day, Sun Xiuxiu puffed out her slightly raised belly and asked Liu Hongjian to get up, but after all the troubles last night, waking up early was really torture.

"Being an official is not free, and freedom is not an official. Working for the emperor is just as uncomfortable. In this cold weather, it's outrageous that I let my master discredit me and go to court!"

Liu Hung-chien was gossiping about getting dressed under the service of Sun Xiuxiu, and Xiaolan had already brought a small portion of pastries and a small bowl of rice porridge.

"My lord is talking nonsense again. As a minister, you should relieve your worries and problems. The snow outside has stopped, and the servants have already prepared their chariots and horses."

Sun Xiuxiu knew that her master loved to talk nonsense, so she didn't take it seriously, but she took the trouble to explain everything. Liu Hongjian didn't like being a sedan chair, so the family naturally prepared a carriage.

After a lot of tossing, Liu Hongjian wore a five-clawed python robe and a fox fur coat sewn by Yang Xue himself, and went out of the house tightly wrapped.

Today's morning court is specially arranged to be held in Huangji Hall. The 21st of the twelfth lunar month is neither a big court meeting nor a Shuowang Dynasty. The early court in this hall shows that the emperor must have important arrangements, and all civil and military officials are well aware of it.

But seeing that the time has passed, the protagonist has not yet been seen. The elders in the front row of civil servants naturally know the virtues of An Guobo, but the group of young censors behind him don't know.

Just as he was gearing up for impeachment, An Guobo, who was tightly wrapped outside Fengtian Hall, walked in with his hands in his hands.

He seemed to feel that others were wearing formal court attire, and his fox fur coat was a little unsuitable. The charcoal fires were burning everywhere in the Huangji Hall, and it was still warm, so Liu Hongjian took off his big robe.

This robe is warm, and my daughter-in-law is a good handicraft. While taking it off, Liu Hongjian felt proud, and casually hung the robe on the door of Huangji Hall.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the road is slippery in the snow, so I walked a bit slower, and I kept you waiting for so long!"

Liu Hongjian greeted his colleagues with fists in his arms, and then returned to the last seat of military officials.

Hanging the robe on the door of the main hall, only An Guobo who didn't take it seriously dared to do this, Chongzhen was not angry, and waved his hand to signal, there was a little Huangmen who bent down and inserted the robe from the door, and put it on the chair in the corner of the hall. .

In fact, in his capacity, Wen is the prince and grand teacher (although he didn't teach him anything), a bachelor of Wuyingdian (although he didn't hold any meetings), and Wu is a hereditary earl or supervisor of the Ming Dynasty. Can stand in the forefront of courtiers.

But standing in the front is not as comfortable as coming from the back. You can see how many people who dozed off when they were in school sat in the front row. I am afraid that they did not eat enough chalk.

After some salutations, Wang Erxi chanted, "All ministers play a role".

Zheng Sanjun, the chief assistant of the cabinet, went out to play.

"Qi Zou, the emperor, there has been heavy snowfall in the capital recently, and the northern regions have been droughted for years. Although the auspicious snow is a good sign for Zhao Fengnian, the temperature has also dropped sharply. Every day in the capital, more than a hundred refugees freeze to death and starve to death.

The veteran suggested that the imperial court should set up porridge sheds and distribute warm clothes to relieve the poor people. Fang Xian emperor loves the people like a son to comfort the people. "

"What Zheng Aiqing said is true, this matter can be handled by the household department!"

Chongzhen was in a good mood. In fact, as long as no one came to besiege the city, everyone would be in a good mood. At least they could go to work and discuss matters happily again.

"Your Majesty, there are some warm clothes in the household department, but this food... is really not there!"

Ni Yuanlu, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, came out to report back, the severe drought in the north and years of wars. A few days ago, the Beijing battalion went to Jiangbei, and the frontier army went to Jianlu, which had already emptied the court's food reserves.

Although An Guobo paid for the military rations and salaries of the frontier army on his behalf, the military rations transported from Jiangnan had not been transported to the capital, but they were taken away by the Jingying army that was confronting the four towns in Jiangbei.

At the moment, where does the household department have surplus food?

"The Ministry of War and the Beijing Camp have been going out for more than three months. Is there any good news from Jiangbei?" Chongzhen's face was not very good, and his words were not polite.

"Your Majesty Qizuo, the Beijing camp is full of recruits, and the four towns in the north of the Yangtze River are all recruits who are fighting everywhere. When they heard that the imperial court was coming to conscript, they actually joined forces to defend against it. Now...now"

At the beginning, he said that the recruits were not trained enough, so they might not be the opponents of the four rogues in Jiangbei, but the high-spirited emperor would not listen, but now it is good, and he will be the one to bear the blame in the end.

"Incompetent! Give Zhu Chunchen an edict! If there is no achievement within a month, let him do it for himself!"

Before Cheng Guogong and An Guobo had a conflict, in order to appease the two parties, Chongzhen specially handed over this job to Cheng Guogong Zhu Chunchen, so that he would have the opportunity to make some more contributions. Unexpectedly, this fellow was so dishonest.

He knew the morale of the new army in the Beijing camp. If there was a problem, it would naturally be the general's fault.

"No, my minister leads the decree!"

Liu Hongjian sneered from behind, Zhu Chunchen's fat pig was just a covetous person who inherited the title under the shadow of his ancestors, and if he could win the battle, the pig would be able to climb a tree.

Liu Hongjian remembered that more than 100 years later, a big man named Napoleon once said that a group of sheep led by a lion can defeat a group of lions led by a sheep.

This is really a pain for Li Huaizhong, the deputy commander of the Beijing camp, that guy is still a general, alas, there is a raging soldier, a general, a nest of bears!

"Qi Zou the emperor, my ministers have not slept all night from yesterday to now, and hundreds of officials from the household department have been busy until midnight, finally counting the belongings that An Guobo brought back."

Ma Shiqi, the left servant of the household department, came out to play, his face was tired but his eyes were very excited.

"Oh? Ma Aiqing has worked hard, I don't know how much?"

Chongzhen suddenly became interested. Although he had seen hundreds of carts brought back by Qianhu in Wansui Mountain before, he thought most of them were just luggage, or An Guobo was simply trying to make him happy. After all, that guy never spit ivory.

"My Majesty, after repeated calculations by the officials of the household department, the total is 8408 million taels of silver and 1708 million taels of gold. Converted into silver, the total is 270 million taels!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of hissing gasps in the hall, which frightened Liu Hongjian into thinking he had entered a snake's den.

"If there are jade wares, calligraphy and paintings, and emerald pearls, it is roughly estimated that there are at least tens of millions of taels equivalent to silver taels."

Ma Shiqi cleared his throat, and said in a loud voice with a firm eye and a correct accent.

　It’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Han Han wishes everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, after three days of holidays, I’m almost confused, and now I haven’t even eaten moon cakes, so what a miserable word, at this moment, only Recommendation tickets can soothe the author's wounded heart, you understand, please support.

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