Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 381 The person I sent?
"The affairs of the Feng Clan will be shut down. This king has received the emperor's order to kill all the followers of the Feng Clan. At this juncture, you say that you are a member of the Feng Clan. My king, my thoughts are a little restless."

He was even more afraid in his heart that one day they would go this way, and he didn't want to point the sword in his hand at her.

Shen Zhiyue didn't fall asleep at all, listened to his words, and understood his concerns, but when he really caught the net, she might not be able to hide her life experience, and she would have to face it at that time.

But now, she is a little selfish, and she wants to hide it for a while: "You don't know that girls like to ask hypothetical questions. I'm asking you, if I were from the Phoenix clan, would you kill me?"

Bai Mingyu clenched her hands tightly. Even if this matter is hypothetical, she will die. This matter is very serious.

"Yue'er, there is no such assumption, you are just the daughter of a merchant."

"What if I am." Shen Zhiyue couldn't pretend anymore, sat up and faced him.

Their eyes stared at each other in the darkness, and after a long silence, Bai Mingyu whispered.

"If you are a member of the Feng clan, this king will kill you. The Feng clan endangers the court. This time the net is to kill them all."

Shen Zhiyue smiled but her eyes were moist, so even if it was a hypothesis, he couldn't make an exception for her.

Bai Mingyu stroked her head, coaxing gently: "Okay, don't think about it, their bed is smelly and dirty, let's go back to sleep."

Shen Zhiyue didn't resist, Bai Mingyu picked her up and walked towards the room.

The next day, Shen Zhiyue slept until noon. When she woke up, she saw Xiaocui cooking in the kitchen.

"Do you need help?"

Xiao Cui looked at her in embarrassment, and Miss Shen said that she would settle the accounts after dinner, and until today, she still didn't say a word, as if that incident never happened.

"Although my cooking is not as delicious as Miss Shen's, I can barely eat it. In the past, my father went to work in the fields during the day, and occasionally went to work in other people's homes. I cooked the dishes and waited for him to come back."

If that incident hadn't happened, she would have lived an ordinary and happy life with her father.

If she didn't have the status of Miss Feng Clan, she would probably have a very happy life.

Bai Mingyu asked Yu Cong: "Is there any news from the emperor?"

"Not yet, but the capital has fallen, and the merchants have cut off the supply from the capital."

Originally, there were only a few fixed suppliers in the capital, and it took several years. Now that Ji Tianbao appeared, it was undoubtedly a direct hit. I am afraid that at this time, the emperor is already in a state of distress.

Royal Palace
The emperor sat on the dragon chair, looking at the food that was served every day, the clear soup lacked water, and there was not even any meat, so he lost his appetite.

He closed the memorial, if this is the case on his side, I am afraid that the palace will not be easy.

"What's going on now, it's been going on for several days."

Baoshun knelt on the ground trembling. It was the Minister of the Ministry of War who asked him to hide the merchants' resistance, saying that he would solve it, but after so many days, it was still not resolved.

"Your Majesty, the merchants protested spontaneously and refused to supply the capital. Now not only is the food supply cut off, I am afraid that in a few days, the carbon for heating will also be gone."

The emperor stood up when he heard Cengxia, and said with a gloomy face: "Why did you say such a big thing now? Why didn't anyone mention it in the memorial?"

Baoshun's body was visibly trembling with fear: "Your Majesty, this servant knows his mistake. It was the Minister of War who said he could solve the matter, so this servant believed him. The Emperor is too tired during this time, and this servant originally wanted to share his worries."

The emperor reminded in a cold voice: "Share your worries?"

This kind of sharing of worries is to do things without telling him, whether to take credit for the success, or to say it when it is a mess, right?

The emperor left the imperial study room and went straight to the city gate. He looked at the people living in the capital. There were a few well-dressed and wealthy merchants walking sideways on the street. People who passed by had to kowtow to him, and he was happy to kneel down. He just took out a few copper coins from his waist and threw them in front of the man.

The emperor became anxious when he saw this scene. Since ancient times, even begging and seeing merchants did not have to bow down. Now this is going to be reversed?
Baoshun watched the emperor's face become more and more gloomy, stood aside and bowed his body, not daring to show his breath.

The emperor turned around, looked at him with his head down, as if he had done something wrong, and came up angrily.

He kicked at Baoshun: "It's so cowardly, now you dare to surpass me in doing things, do you still have me in your eyes?"

Before, he just said that there were a few merchants making trouble, but he thought it was not a big deal, so he casually asked the Minister of the Ministry of War to solve it.

Unexpectedly, not only did this bunch of waste not be dealt with properly, but they all let merchants ride on my head, what's the use of them.

Baoshun fell to the ground and rolled a few times. After stopping, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and straightened his body.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, this servant realizes his mistake."

The emperor looked at the capital like this, and Jiangnan must have had a hard time. The spies following him had not reported the whereabouts of Brother Wang for a long time.

"Go and find out what's going on in Jiangnan."

Baoshun hurriedly stood up and slipped down the stairs to inquire about Jiangnan.

He scrambled and walked into the imperial study: "Your Majesty, it's not good, Ji Tianbao, the biggest wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, has died. I heard that the murderer was sent by the Emperor."

Because of this incident, the merchants in the capital were the most violent. Since the first emperor, merchants have been allowed to do business, but their status has not been improved. This method is used to suppress merchants and prevent merchants from posing a threat to the court.

Now the murderer is someone sent by the emperor, and the intention is very obvious to break this peaceful coexistence model.

The emperor stared at him: "The person I sent?"

Was there someone among them arbitrarily advocating to do this? Baoshun explained in a panic when he received the emperor's stern gaze.

"The slave only wants to share the emperor's worries, but the slave would never dare to kill such a big matter."

"I think you are the most courageous." There is nothing you dare not do.

Baoshun's begging sound spread throughout the imperial study: "The emperor, please forgive me, please forgive me."

His godfather heard about him and hurried into the imperial study with his old bones on his shoulders.

"Your Majesty, the so-called fault of the son not teaching his father, Baoshun made such a big mistake, it's because the slave didn't teach well, if you want to punish, punish the slave."

Although the father-in-law hates his usual arrogance, but he is right, he was brought out by himself, if he falls, the new person will have a hard time in the palace.

In order to serve in front of the imperial court, they often offended their fathers-in-law who were in charge of the palaces. If they did too many things, they were also afraid that their lives would be missed.

Baoshun tried his best to correct his attitude of admitting his mistake: "Your Majesty, it's the fault of the servant. The servant took the initiative to conceal this matter. This matter has nothing to do with the godfather."

The father-in-law was there to help him: "Your Majesty, if you want to blame it, blame the servant for not teaching this son of a bitch well."

Listening to the two of them singing together, the emperor flicked his sleeves as the wailing was so noisy that it made people's headaches.

(End of this chapter)