Sometimes the palace is sunny

Chapter 32
Standing on the top of Wansui Mountain and looking around, you can see the rippling Taiye Pool on the west side, on which dragon boats are cruising, and the small island in the center of the pool is also clearly visible. Looking south and east, you can see the Huanghuang Palace City, which is at noon. The sunlight pouring down from the high sky makes the huge palace city resplendent and magnificent. To the north, there are houses winding along several side streets to the distance, and the common people are all under their feet.Looking far away, you can still see the majestic white pagoda on Tashan Mountain hidden among the layers of golden and red maple forests.
To become an emperor, it seems that these are the mountains and waters, palaces and walls, and the people and the people.

What is further afield?

There are the people in Chen Shouzhang's memorial who abandoned their fields to avoid taxes, and there are pieces of land that are the cornerstone of the world, including iron cavalry in the northwest, Japanese pirates in the south, and vassal states in the east.

The imperial palace and imperial power are majestic and majestic, but these things are like this Longevity Mountain. It is very high and can see beautiful scenery, but it is not all.

It is never all.

Shen Shiqing raised her hand, but she didn't touch the Suzhu hairpin that had been with her for seven years, only the Yishan crown that belonged to the emperor.

"Your Majesty didn't let us watch the cavalry practice this year, and I'm really not used to it." British Gong Yingsheng strode up to His Majesty's side, "My little grandson has always wanted to watch His Majesty practice the Jinyiwei, so this year, at least I asked the old minister to accompany me. Jia, now I'm going to watch people write poems, I really don't understand, I don't understand."

Ying Sheng's beard and hair are all white, his eyes are still bright, and his tone of voice when he speaks is a pity that it's a pity that he can't play, like an old dude who is lucky enough not to lose his family fortune.

However, Shen Shiqing knew that when he was young, he was the main faction fighting against the Northwest, and he had led troops to repel the small group of Du Qinren.

It's a pity that this third-generation British prince of the Yong Dynasty was unlucky. The first three emperors he met were either too enthusiastic or not too enthusiastic about fighting.

The overzealous imperial conquest failed and was driven all the way back to Yanjing City. It seemed that he was scared out of his wits and died a few years later.This also caused the latter two emperors to be too unenthusiastic about fighting. Duqin and Duerben invaded the Northwest all the year round.

After Ying Sheng became a founding hero, several emperors valued the British government very much, so naturally they did not dare to send him to the Northwest, they only let him garrison in the Liaodong area, forcibly turning a young man into an "old illiterate".

The old man who couldn't understand poetry seemed to have lice growing on his body, and he felt uncomfortable standing in front of the emperor:
"Your Majesty, why don't you find a few Jin Yiwei to wrestle?"

Shen Shiqing smiled and shook her head:

"Don't worry, my lord, what's the point of practicing Jinyiwei in the palace? I want to go to the northwest to use some real swords and guns. A few days ago, I saw the military newspaper written by the old lord ten years ago. If it weren't for the British military newspaper, Wei's battle to seize the seal would not have been handled so smoothly."

British Gong Yingsheng used the strategy of "divide and conquer" the ministries north of Liaodong during the decades when he guarded Liaodong. The Jianzhou Sanwei composed of Mohe people was continuously divided into different forces under his control. If there is constant competition among them, it will not be able to condense into one and spy on the Central Plains like the various ministries in the Northwest.

Ten years ago, Fu Tie'ermu's family in Youwei Township, Jianzhou was established. Ying Sheng wrote to the court several times to support his younger brother. Tie'ermu died. There was a big fight for the post of town governor, and they did not hesitate to fight each other in order to fight for the seal of the guard.Ying Sheng came forward to mediate, and finally divided the power that Tie'ermu occupied almost half of Jianzhou into two.

Shen Shiqing analyzed the matter clearly based on the original military reports and memorials, and she had to admire the British Duke's sophisticated methods.

It's a pity that since Emperor Zhaode came to the throne, he didn't like such methods. Tiermu's son didn't like him, so he decreed to reprimand him, and rewarded Tiermu's younger brother Tucha, who praised Zhaode every time he wrote a letter. Emperor Dedi's wisdom and martial arts have gained more and more benefits.The British Duke naturally does not want to break the balance of state building that he has been operating for decades, but every time he talks about guarding against Emperor Zhaode from Mohe, he feels that he is opposing his use of troops against the Northwest. He was no longer welcome.

In the past two years, Ying Sheng has become more and more like an old dandy, he seldom mentions political affairs, and only talks about military training and horse training that Emperor Zhaode is interested in, and only then has he regained some of his sacred heart.

Others thought that Ying Sheng was greedy for pleasure after getting old, but Shen Shiqing felt that it was admirable that he could manage to coax Emperor Zhaode at such a young age.

It was rare to hear His Majesty boasting about his handling of Liaodong in the past. Ying Cheng was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "Your Majesty, the children of our British government are born lying on the military newspaper and falling asleep, but poetry and prose... ..."

"My lord, you are not surprised at all when I said that I am going to the Northwest."

After being interrupted by the emperor, Ying Sheng laughed again: "Who doesn't know where His Majesty's Sacred Heart lies? Not to mention the veterans, even the birds flying over our heads know it."

"The Duqin tribe who is far away in the western Xinjiang must also know." Shen Shiqing said softly, "This year, the soldiers of Dayong have marched through the army, and the Duqin tribe must have done the same. If so, they can be as good as Jianzhou back then. The right guard is generally..."

The young sovereign laughed before finishing his sentence.

Because a veteran's eyes lit up.

Like an old wolf who has been thirsting for blood for decades, his hair has lost its luster, and his old bones are already bony, but he is still a wolf.

Ying Sheng couldn't care less about the imperial disgrace, he stared at the young emperor in front of him, his heart suddenly felt so hot that he couldn't even utter a single word.

Shen Shiqing still smiled, her smile was very light, on the face of Emperor Zhaode, it was like a ray of wind that tore through autumn and winter, spring breeze.

"The old man doesn't know poetry, so he always knows how to write memorials?"

"That, that's natural! Your Majesty!"

His Majesty wants to use him?

In the war against the northwest, His Majesty wants to use him? ! ! ! !

Shen Shiqing couldn't bear to look at his expression anymore, she turned her head slightly, and she looked at the sparkling Taiye Lake, the light on the lake was extremely dazzling.

"Go back and write a note, and send it in by yourself while your legs and feet are still moving."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The literary meeting under the pine forest was very lively, but there were not many poems and articles that could move Li Congyuan's heart.

Li Congyuan walked out with two jars of wine and met the British Duke who was hurrying down the mountain.

I saw that the British male's legs and feet were as agile as an old ape, and he wanted to jump up after taking two steps. He was so frightened that several young eunuchs who were helping to serve him almost jumped up together.

"What's the matter with the British?" He asked Yang Zhai, the Minister of the Ministry of War, who was also an old man.

Yang Zhai shook his head, because of the onset of hemorrhoids he didn't dare to drink or walk around, he could only sit dignifiedly on the side of the road drinking tea and watching others talking and laughing, seeing the British Duke's gaffe, he sighed:
"Perhaps His Majesty came up with another way to have fun. The British Duke is busy going back to show His Majesty courteousness."

Li Congyuan didn't feel like it. He was about to say something, but he saw His Majesty standing on the pavilion on the top of the mountain through the crowd.

His Majesty also seemed to have seen him, and raised the cup in his hand to greet him slightly.

His Majesty, wearing a dragon robe, stood in the wind amidst the piles of gold and emerald green, with the air of a wise monarch, which made Li Congyuan's heart soften.

If the first prince hadn't died young, he would have been such a dignified emperor.

"Brother Zilou." He called Yang Zhai by his nickname, "Your Majesty is very different from before. You and I can no longer speculate on the holy will as usual."

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After climbing the mountain during the day and coming back down the mountain, Shen Shiqing went to greet the empress dowager again, but the empress dowager did not see "her son" as usual.

Shen Shiqing was also happy and relieved, and continued to sit under the lamp to read the memorial after dinner.

There is no need to read the greetings from everywhere, but found that a memorial was signed by the supervisory censor of Jiangxi Province, Shen Shiqing flipped through a few pages and put it aside.

The supervisory censor of Jiangxi Province knows how to sing praises every day, as if Jiangxi is a blessed place in the world. If she wants to see the movements of the King of England, she might as well look at the memorials of officials around Jiangxi. Jiangxi Guangxin Mansion and other places came.

Shen Shiqing put the notebook aside again.

"One chicken, send these two memorials to the Inspector's Office, and ask Zuodu Yushi, the supervisory censor of Jiangxi Province, if he has eye problems. Let him resign and go home to recuperate. I remember that the supervisory censor Yao Qian was very If you have some guts, send him to Jiangxi to find out about the refugees."

"Yes, my lord!"

Yiji put away the two memorials, and when he heard the sound of a watch outside, he said softly:

"My lord, it's almost the second watch, let's take a rest, or how about some snacks?"

Shen Shiqing nodded, and stood up from behind the desk.

"I want to take a bath, you go and let someone arrange it."

"Yes!"

Seeing Yiji retreating lightly, Shen Shiqing stretched her neck and walked out of the hall.

Even though it was the ninth day of the lunar new year, the moon looked quite big.

She looked at the moon and thought of the old Duke Ying's appearance today.

"Emperor Zhaode, Zhao Surui, following one's heart and mind will certainly make officials exhausted and have no time to deal with it, and it will also chill the hearts of truly loyal people. Since a ruler thinks he is wise and powerful, he should know how to use others well, and be able to use the merits of a good general If you want to own your own, you should also bear the responsibility of defeating the army. How can you only want good things and not bad ones? Since you think you are the master of the world, the suffering of the people is naturally on your shoulders. How can you only pick good things and not bad things? ?”

The "Emperor Zhaode" that he really saw appeared in front of his eyes, and Shen Shiqing had to admit that he was much more lively than he thought, maybe when a man loses the power to take people's lives, he has a feeling of not knowing at all. A hurtful appearance will make people lose their fear.Anyway, for Shen Shiqing, her original fear and dread of the "emperor" itself has subsided a little because of the previous meeting.

Without the mental barriers caused by speculation and ignorance, Shen Shiqing found that she could see "Emperor Zhaode" more clearly.

He is not a very bad emperor, maybe he will never be called a "Ming Jun", but he tried hard to find a way out when the Dayong Dynasty was getting weaker, but as a monarch he was out of tune with the entire court and could only Only in the name of absurdity can he do what he wants to do.

Of course, he couldn't be called a good guy either.

Li Congyuan's expectation, Ying Sheng's prayer, and the misery of the common people in the world, he can't see it, but he can see it, because he is the emperor.

"Physical waste, temperament waste, brain waste... Zhao Surui, Zhao Surui, you call me Shen Sanfei, then you were easily deceived by me, what should I call you? Zhao Dasha?"

On the Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, Zhao Surui's hand was burned.

He was eating taro, and it was baked in the small clay oven that Shen Sanwai usually used to bake paint. The small taro, the size of a thumb, was roasted with aroma, and he burned his hands as soon as he picked it up.

Because he heard someone call him "Zhao Dasha".

He heard someone say it was easy to fool him.

Looking around, he didn't see anyone.

"There are ghosts in this village?! No! Shen Sanwau!"

Shen Shiqing stood where she was, listening to Zhao Surui's thunderous voice in her mind.

"Shen Sanfei! You deceived the emperor! Sure enough, you used tricks to keep us from getting back together! Shen Sanfei! You are deceiving the emperor! Execute the Nine Clans!"

Shen Shiqing was only surprised for a moment, but calmed down again.

She walked slowly towards the East Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace, and said slowly in her heart:
"Your Majesty, from the moment the woman woke up in the Chaohua Palace and was surrounded by people calling her Majesty, the woman has already deceived the king."

Zhao Surui stood up abruptly, almost kicking over the small clay oven where he roasted taro.

"Shen Sanfei! I no longer care about your crime of deceiving the emperor with you, and you actually repay your kindness with revenge!"

"Your Majesty, you really don't understand the problem between you and the women." Shen Shiqing asked people to take off her dragon robe slowly, and walked into the bathtub to take a bath.

The calmer Shen Sanwas is, the angrier Zhao Surui will be, if Shen Sanwas standing in front of him now, he can stab her to death on the spot!

This is rebellion!

This is theft!

This is making trouble!

he!The wise and mighty Emperor Zhaode!He was actually deceived by Shen Sanwau!

"Your Majesty." Shen Shiqing no longer pretended to be panic-stricken, she smiled and said, "It was just an accidental exchange, but I, a lady, have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. If you don't kill me, I still want to thank you grace."

Looking at the muscular body of a man in the bathtub, Shen Shiqing spoke leisurely in her heart:

"You said, why should I change back?"

　Shen Shiqing: I'm not pretending anymore, I'm having a showdown!

　　Siri Zhao: Transform into a husky!

　　The last two sentences in the copy refer to the "telepathy" between the two of them.

　　Starting today, there seems to be a double Xiaoxiang vote event. Readers who read articles in Xiaoxiang get two votes for one vote. Please feel free to vote for Siri Zhao!
　　Asking for a ticket for the first time, I am already so shy that my head is smoking (ω)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)