Sometimes the palace is sunny

The charcoal was burning in the small clay stove, and the flames licked the chestnuts on the iron grid. The chestnuts were cut open by Tunan with a knife in advance, and there was an occasional sound when they were roasting. big.

Zhao Surui is restless, holding a wooden clip to turn the chestnuts round after round, never idle for a moment.

He also put a few golden pancakes by his hand, which are taro cakes fried with glutinous rice and noodles, and filled with red bean stuffing. This is the dessert he ordered to eat tonight. These chestnuts are purely baked by him. Just for fun.

At any rate, he still remembered that there was only one hour, so he just kept silent for a moment and then spoke again:

"Shen Sanfei, what have you done to harm my country recently?"

Shen Shiqing, who was holding a vermilion pen in his hand, thought for a while and said:

"Your Majesty, Zhang Yong, the current Commander of Wanquan, intends to kill him and pretend to be meritorious. I have already ordered him to return to Beijing to defend himself, and General Longwei, Cai Zhe, will be appointed as the commander of Wanquan."

Just such a short sentence made the leisurely and complacent look on Zhao Surui's face completely fade away.

Holding the clip, his tone was light:
"Zhang Yong killed the good and took the credit? As a second-rank general, no matter how many good people he kills, he can't get enough credit for his promotion. Most of the people under him did not do things properly. Since no one is dead, it's okay to be convicted of negligence. Although Cai Zhi knows how to use soldiers, he is always too cautious. The older he gets, the more stubborn he becomes. I finally waited for him to return home after complaining of illness, and you brought him back. Instead of using such old stubbornness, you might as well look at the chapter Is there any use of Yong's generals, I heard that there is a Yu Sancai, who has a clever mind, and he also has military merits when he beat Duqin, so it is enough to promote him to take over."

In just a few words, Emperor Zhaode fully revealed his likes and dislikes.

Killing the good and taking the credit?It was Zhang Yong who was negligent.

So what about using troops?Cai Zhe was not obedient enough, he just wanted to abandon him.

Those who need it can be partial and sheltered, and young people who are attractive can also give favors at will. Only the old man who has devoted most of his life to Dayong is just because the word "stubborn" is worthless in his eyes.

"It seems that Your Majesty also thinks that General Cai is a general, and I am a good candidate." Shen Shiqing smiled when she spoke, and directly misinterpreted his meaning. Chang has old grievances. Han Chang and his eldest son died one after another a few years ago, leaving only the orphans and widows of the whole family staying in the old house of Xuanfu. More than 70 members of the family have been beaten into bandit accomplices and will be killed together. Jin Yiwei has already investigated all kinds of things here. Your Majesty, just a little old-fashioned personal grievances can make Zhang Yong drive and kill other people's families. The most important thing is that you should rest assured in the hands of this kind of person."

Being ridiculed by Shen Sanfei again, Zhao Surui was not angry, but said in his heart:

"How do you plan to deal with Zhang Yong? Kill him too, a Mingjun addict who has rectified the evil? Although Zhang Yong is greedy for money, he also cherishes soldiers. Over the years, the deputy generals and guerrillas under the rule of Wan Quandu have all followed his hands Li took advantage of it, you removed him and replaced him with Cai Zhe who couldn't rub the sand in his eyes, aren't you afraid that Cai Zhe's old bones will be bullied by them again?"

Shen Shiqing put aside the reviewed memorial in her hand, and asked: "Then how should I deal with it according to His Majesty's opinion?"

"Zhang Yong premeditated murder, but he failed in the end. According to the "Law of Great Yong", he served as a staff for one hundred and another three years. You don't have to exile him. Just let him stay in the Wanquandu Department to serve as a handyman. As long as the successor Anyone who is not stupid knows how to use him to intimidate his former subordinates. That old man Cai Zhe runs the army strictly, and if he were to be in charge of the Wanquandu Division, he would have to find someone to be his deputy, or simply send an imperial envoy there."

While talking, Zhao Surui caught sight of a chestnut that was roasted over and over until the hole in the chestnut shell burst open, and he put the chestnut aside again.

Putting down an empty memorial, Shen Shiqing picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip of the three-point tea inside. The so-called "three-point tea" is the tea made by brewing tea leaves with honey and buckwheat noodles in boiling water, and then slightly boiled. A few days may be because the fire in the earth dragon was too hot, Shen Shiqing always felt something strange in her throat, and she was prone to coughing sooner or later, so she simply asked Sanmao to make this tea to drink.

The buckwheat is slightly bitter, but the honey is sweet, and I feel a little more comfortable in my throat. Shen Shiqing picked up another booklet and said to Zhao Surui in her heart:
"That's all for the imperial envoy. Old General Cai issued a military order for me to train an elite army of 5000 soldiers from the seven eleven guards under the Wanquandu Division before September next year. If he can't do it, he will ask himself If you resign from office, future generations will no longer be kind to you."

Watching a chestnut fall from the clip back to the iron net, Zhao Surui stared at the tongue of fire and smiled abruptly:
"Shen Sanfei, why are you showing off your magnanimity in front of me? Eh? Rely on the wise, know people well... Do you think you are Tang Taizong or Han Wudi? But what if you have these five thousand elite soldiers? Can you Take them to the battlefield? That old man Cai Zhe can lead them to sweep across Moxi and Mobei? What kind of military training method do you think Dayong still needs? Dayong has no shortage of elite soldiers, but what he lacks is the fighting spirit! What is lacking is the will to win! Do you have it? Does that old man Cai Zhi have it? Back then, Duqin knocked on the left side. He knew nothing but closed the city and stood firm. His army strength was twice that of Duqin's, and he was forced to be trapped After more than [-] days, he dared to say that there were no civilian casualties, and that this was his credit! You let such a person train soldiers, what can he train?"

With a mocking tone, Zhao Surui looked contemptuously at the chestnut roasted on the iron net, as if it was Shen Sanwaste.

"Do you think that you can really become a Mingjun after you have learned some of the ways of a Mingjun in the books? If it is so easy to be an emperor, how can there be so many subjugated kings? Not only did Cai Zhe fail to train soldiers successfully after a year, but he also made Wanquan Du Si The hearts of the upper and lower soldiers are scattered and infighting, so what about you? Those are the seven and eleven guards guarding Yanjing. Be the king yourself!"

Shen Shiqing was not angry when he said that:
"Your Majesty's reminder is that the Wanquan Dusi must be careful everywhere. I plan to transfer [-] elites from the Nine Towns to Beijing to perform martial arts after the spring of next year. It happens to be the time when the squadron enters the capital. The elites of the Nine Towns can join forces with all of you. The squadrons who are rotated to practice, and the guards of the Beijing camp will compete in the same field."

Zhao Surui was fascinated by it for a while, he never thought of this way of playing back then, if he sat on the high platform and watched, he would sprinkle a basket of golden beans down when he was happy... When he recovered, he sneered again:

"Do you think that this will make the defenders of the Nine Towns have a fighting spirit?"

"Your Majesty, are those who have no fighting spirit in the Nine Towns really the defenders?" The book in front of Shen Shiqing is exactly the statistics she asked the Ministry of Households to reorganize on the burning, killing and looting of the people by the barbarians in the Northwest over the years, and those who died under their butcher knives The people range from hundreds to thousands. Once the border towns of the Nine Towns are breached, the barbarians will use their corpses to build a "Beijing Temple" outside the city. Looking at the numbers written on paper, she feels her blood surging. Will those frontier soldiers who have seen all this with their own eyes really be indifferent?Compared with those military households and frontier soldiers from nine towns, the garrison generals everywhere are more afraid of war. After all, if you don’t fight, you can go to other places as long as you survive for a few years and collect enough money. Military merit is not as good as a small Life matters.

Shen Shiqing summoned the frontier army to enter the capital, and what she wanted to know more was what they were thinking, she had too many things to do, she couldn't abandon everything and run to the northwest like Zhao Surui, so she had to let them come.

Zhao Surui snorted coldly, only thinking that Shen Sanwai was a whimsical guy.

Of course, for him to preside over such an interesting martial arts competition, that would be his wise martial arts.

"Shen Sanfei, 'credulity' is a big taboo for the emperor. Throughout the ages, there are very few emperors who have not been deceived by their ministers. It's just that those who are emperors don't want to record them in the history books. People who don't like things in the world Nine times out of ten, the only advantage of being an emperor is that you can kill all the things that make you unhappy, but you can't make more things you want. Doing martial arts, if everything fails next year, you will lose my face."

Shen Shiqing drew a circle on a military newspaper, took another sip of "three-point tea", her eyes still did not leave the count on the military newspaper, and she was still talking to Zhao Surui in her heart: "Thank you for reminding, Your Majesty, don't worry, I am neither a child of the royal family, nor a proud daughter of a famous family. After my parents left, I can hardly do anything. I don’t know how many people who believe in wrong things do wrong things. If you are wrong, you will be wrong. One road will not work. , just go the other way.”

Although she tried her best to make things happen, Shen Shiqing was also prepared to fail from the very beginning. She could put all her heart and soul into it, and she no longer cared about failure. .

Just like painting, from color toning to paper selection, from ink research to outline, she does her best every step of the way, but if she makes a mistake and the whole painting is destroyed, she can accept it calmly, but she will continue to color and continue. Select the paper and continue to study the ink and continue to outline——Things in the world are unsatisfactory, nine out of ten, as the emperor Zhao Surui said this, there are already countless people in this world who are working hard to make him "satisfactory", but Shen Shiqing is only herself .

"Crack!" Another chestnut was roasted, and Zhao Surui put down the wooden clip, picked up the taro cake on the side, and took a bite.

The aroma of the red bean stuffing spread in his mouth, and the tone in his heart was a little playful:

"Really? If you can't go one way, just go another way? Shen Sanwau, do you know that you let the two wastes of your uncle's family occupy your mansion, and now your former Shen mansion has become a private gambler?" According to the "Law of the Great Yong", the two brothers gather together to gamble, not only will you have to pay eighty sticks, but your house will also be fined and confiscated. Shen Sanwao, Shen Sanwao, what's the use of talking so nicely? You Dad Quanxia knows that the place where he lived before his death has been reduced to such a situation, do you think he will look for you overnight?"

Zhao Surui was very proud of finally being able to win a round in front of Shen Sanfei, the taro cake in his mouth was a little cold, he didn't call for anyone, he put it on the fire with wooden tongs and lightly roasted it.

"Gathering a crowd to gamble?"

Shen Shiqing was not as angry as Zhao Surui thought, she just repeated these four words.

Zhao Surui gloated: "That's not all, they even went to the secret door. I heard from your little cousin that they also hired a few concubines who came from which door, making your house look like that goblin's cave. Tomorrow I will I’ll go and uncover that gambling fairy cave, and let you see what I’m capable of.”

"...Thank you, Your Majesty."

Shen Sanfei only said these four words, but Zhao Surui felt comfortable all over.

I have heard a lot of "thank you" with yin and yang, but it feels different when I hear a sincere one.

As soon as the third shift arrived, there was no more sound from both sides, Zhao Surui finished eating the taro cake, and casually peeled a chestnut that was still hot.

While peeling, he hummed twice proudly.

Suddenly, he stopped again.

wait?Did he just want to say that Three Wastes is a waste?Why did Shen Sanwas feel complacent just by thanking him?Crying bitterly?What about changing the past?Did he laugh at Shen Sanwai's panicked and pitiful look?

nothing?
"It's boring." The wise and mighty Emperor Zhaode wanted to break the wooden clip in his hand to vent his anger, but he didn't move it.

In the Qianqing Palace, a chicken picked a lamp wick, and suddenly heard the emperor say: "Four rats come in, a chicken, you go and find the papers that the censor sued the sons of Jingzhong Xungui for their lack of self-cultivation in the past few days."

The Four Rats were waiting outside the hall, and hurried in after hearing the sound.

"My lord."

"These days the imperial censor has gone crazy to participate in the noble children of the imperial court. You arrange people to go down according to those papers. Those who prostitute and gamble in the city of Yanjing should not be kept until the winter solstice. After you catch them Send it directly to the Ministry of Punishment and convict it according to the law, no matter who asks for mercy, let them all come to me."

"Yes, my lord."

Sitting on the dragon chair, Shen Shiqing lowered her eyebrows, leaned on the armrest with one hand and lightly clenched her fist, and rubbed the back of her hand and knuckles with the other hand.

"There's been no movement in the Ning Anbo mansion recently?"

"If you go back to the emperor, no, only the king of the British county sent people to deliver things twice. One was the rough clothes for the prince of the British county, and there were two hundred catties of grain with bran. The other was winter clothes, probably for waiting The crown prince of England changed his clothes after eating coarse grains and wearing sackcloth for a month, so the time is coming soon."

"Did Uncle Ning An find someone to rescue his father recently?"

"Returning to the emperor, Ning Anbo Shizi only came out occasionally in the past half month, and never contacted the old man again."

Slender fingers slid across the knuckles, and Shen Shiqing said slowly:
"It seems that he feels that there is no hope. It depends on what I do next. I rush to make a dress for the prince of the county. I will send it to Zhao Qinyang after one month's expiration, saying that I will reward him for not forgetting the hard work of his ancestors. This matter is a chicken, you go there yourself."

Yiji stood aside and quickly took orders: "Yes, my lord."

"Is Ergou's injury healed?"

Yiji bowed his head and replied: "If you go back to the emperor, it's all over, but you feel that you have betrayed the grace of the emperor, so you only dare to guard outside the Qianqing Palace."

"He is acting as a gatekeeper eunuch for me. Tell him, go and talk to Zhao Qinyang, the prince of England."

"Yes, my lord, Ergou will do my best to handle the errands given by my lord."

One chicken knelt down and kowtowed three times on behalf of the two dogs, and the white jade-like forehead was knocked red on the stone bricks.

After giving these orders, Shen Shiqing stood up:
"Tell the Ministry of Criminal Justice that among the people who dared to gamble in the investigation this time, there are those who have achieved fame or received the favor of their parents, and the crime will be increased."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"