After the book was worn, I was reborn with King Quan

Chapter 222 Attack (1 more)
It wasn't until dawn that Song Yungu left.

He came out of Yeting, jumped several times, and jumped up to a three-story attic.

Standing at the highest point, facing north, watching the Qianqing Palace gradually become clear in the morning light.

Ren Pingyi's clothes fluttered up and down in the morning breeze.

Hold still.

After an unknown amount of time, his eyes swept towards Changle Palace.

He clenched his fists.

Today, he doesn't owe anyone any more.

He wants to live for himself!
His eyes turned cold, he turned around and jumped down from the attic, heading straight for the gate of the palace...

Ye Ting.

In the morning, Meng Gu opened the door and walked in with a limp.

Put the food box in his hand respectfully on the table in front of Shen Weiluo.

The wind blows, and a strand of hair falls slightly.

Just as she raised her hand, Meng Gu took a step back in fright.

A piece of stick on the ground stabbed the wound on Meng Gu's leg impartially, causing Meng Gu to gasp in pain.

He just couldn't bear to cry out.

As soon as she woke up this morning, she was beaten up by a man in black.

She threatened that if she dared to disrespect the detainees in the backyard, her legs would be what she wanted next time.

Menggu narrowly escaped death, how could she dare to be arrogant.

Taking the food box from Zhou Xiang, without daring to delay for a moment, Baba delivered it.

She understood it.

This woman is not imprisoned, she is clearly here to experience suffering.

How can there be any detainees, and how many other people are there to take care of them?
Meng Gu thought very clearly——

As long as this ancestor doesn't leave the court, even if he wants to live in her house, she will let him out immediately without saying a word.

Where did Menggu dare to look at her, she just put her on the case and respected her!
Without any hesitation, she immediately followed suit...

Shen Weiluo glanced over, but didn't make a sound.

Pick up the chopsticks and eat slowly.

From then on, Shen Weizhi never appeared again.

Voices outside the courtyard came from time to time, and the most talked about was the drought in the south.

The Jiangnan Luo Mansion and many aristocratic families wrote a letter, requesting His Majesty to exempt this year's tax.

When the memorial was presented to the imperial court, Song Qin only glanced at it, his face livid with anger.

With a "slap", he slapped the memorial hard on the imperial case.

The wombs in the room trembled in fright, and they knelt on the ground in an instant.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to breathe.

There are still a few months before the autumn harvest.

How did they conclude that the autumn harvest must be hopeless?
A group of ground snakes!

It is to make it clear that he is forced to take back the promise of the marriage.

What about Luo Qifei and Su Qiying, do you still want to hide it from him?

Luo Jiazheng, dare to persecute me like this today!
In the future, it will be returned to you a thousand times and a thousand times!

Today, Song Qin was so angry that he still didn't let go.

Taking a break from his busy schedule, he announced to meet the leader of the Imperial Forest Army.

Ever since the crown prince passed away, Song Qin suffered from a serious illness, and after recovering, he became more and more afraid of life and death.

Now, his big worry is Hua Chang, the leader of Baiyue Sect who escaped.

Song Qin arranged a lot of people to strengthen the guards around Qianqing Palace.

Not even a fly can fly past it.

Song Qin didn't return to the bedroom until very late.

As soon as he undressed and fell asleep, and closed his eyes, Song Shiren rushed in in a panic and woke him up.

There is a difference in the northwest border. General Su asked the imperial court to send 20 shi of grain and grass to the border as soon as possible.

20 million stone? !
Is Su Xu joking?
Now the drought is severe, and the autumn harvest is hopeless.

Regardless of 20 shi, it is very difficult to raise [-] shi!
Even if you are the son of heaven, you can't return to heaven!

This incident was like a slap in the face, knocking Song Qin's head buzzing.

Unable to close his eyes all night, the next day his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he went to the Golden Luan Hall in a daze.

Song Qin subconsciously looked at Song Yungu's position.

Still no one.

Shen Weiluo disappeared, Song Yungu returned to Beijing to recover, and then "sick" at home.

Never went to morning court.

He used this method to "force" Song Qin to give in.

Oh, he is still too young!

He has not been the emperor in vain for decades.

It's just that, Song Yungu is not here, and this group of trash can't make up their minds about even a small matter.

Not to mention such a big political event today!

Song Shiren finished reading the memorial in public, and the hall fell silent for a moment.

Everyone turned into a saw-jawed gourd, without saying a word.

Song Qin was furious, and when he was about to explode, Xiao Huangmen sang and reported from a distance.

The courtiers all turned around and looked towards the entrance of the main hall.

I saw a tall and tall figure approaching against the light.

The hair is tied with a jade crown, and the eyebrows are trimmed for a handsome face.

With the steps, the unicorn with eight claws on the king's clothes seems to be walking around the whole body.

Imposing.

Everyone stared blankly for a moment.

He was secretly startled that Prince Jing Song Yungu's aura was so strong that it had faintly overwhelmed the present day.

Song Yungu has not been to the morning court for many days.

He stood still in the front position, cupped his fists at the emperor on the dragon chair, knelt down and said:
"Father, my son came today and brought a memorial, which can solve the immediate urgent need of the court!"

Urgent?
That is 20 stones of grain and grass!
Even though King Jing is powerful, it is impossible to solve such a big problem in the blink of an eye.

Everyone, including the emperor, disagreed with this.

Song Yungu's eyes swept lightly, a hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he disappeared in an instant.

Without saying a word, he took out the memorial from his sleeve and held it above his head.

Song Shiren stepped forward quickly, took it with both hands, and hurriedly presented it to the emperor.

Song Qin took it, scanned it hastily, and was overjoyed.

"Is this true?"

"Father, it's all true."

Song Yuangu clasped his fists together and continued:
"Knowing that the northwest border is unstable and the imperial court is in urgent need of food and grass, the head of the Luo family found his son and joined forces with other aristocratic families to donate 20 shi of grain voluntarily to relieve the urgent need of the imperial court!"

When the ministers heard this, they were full of sighs.

It is said that the south of the Yangtze River is rich and full of oil, and today I have seen it!

The Jiangnan family easily solved the court's food and grass worries.

Still affected by the drought, if it is on weekdays, what kind of wealth should it be!

Hey... that's not right!

A few days ago, the Jiangnan family jointly wrote a letter, asking His Majesty for tax exemption and tax reduction.

How could it be easy to raise 20 shi of grain in just a few days?

Since the family is so strong, why do they still write a letter asking the court to reduce or exempt taxes?
There are not a few courtiers who have the same idea.

Everyone had different expressions, and they all looked at the emperor on the throne.

Emperor Song Qin's expression didn't change much.

But his eyes were full of monstrous anger, approaching the limit.

Wherever the eyes swept, it seemed that it would become ruins in the next moment.

He held the memorial tightly, staring at His Royal Highness Song Yungu, his mouth tightly pursed.

Oh, this is the good son he raised!

He united with aristocratic families to blackmail his father.

What Luo Jiazheng did was to tell him clearly.

Their Luo family likes Su's daughter very much, so they must help with this favor.

Of course, the desired result is nothing more than asking him to take back the promise of marriage.

If you don't take it back, there must be other arrangements waiting for him!

But it was Prince Jing who was secretly manipulating all of this.

Oh, good, very good!

Song Yungu still knelt straight on the marble floor, staring ahead, unmoved.

The whole hall fell into dead silence.

All the ministers held their breath, not daring to breathe.

Indescribably depressed!

It seemed like 100 years had passed before Song Qin calmly said:
"The family in the south of the Yangtze River was in urgent need of the imperial court, so they extended a helping hand in time to save the people in times of crisis. I am very gratified!

After thinking about it, the son of Wang Cunshi, the servant of the household department, has a bad character, and it is difficult to take up a big job. He is not worthy of the daughter of the Huguo Duke's Mansion! "

Therefore, today I withdraw my order in front of all the ministers, and cancel the marriage between the two governments! "

The marriage gift was finally cancelled, one of the two mansion masters was grounded, and the other was pretending to be sick, so he was not there.

The ministers had no choice but to kneel down, shouting that the emperor is wise!
I sighed in my heart, what happened every day!

(End of this chapter)