Yu Jun

Chapter 320 Exhausted
"Jin Lu is ferocious and fierce. If his spirit is not destroyed, will he surrender and surrender? This is simply a fantasy!" The young official said angrily.

Wu Hongzhe was not angry at being robbed of his privileges by him: "In the rule of an emperor, when fighting against the outside world, one must first calm down the inside."

Someone else stood up and said: "Since we want to negotiate peace, why not negotiate peace on the eve of the decisive battle? If we negotiate at this time, the bones of the soldiers who died in the battle will be unsafe."

For a while, peace or war broke out again.

He believed that the treasury of the country was empty, let alone letting the power of Kuanzhou fall by the wayside.

The warriors decided to seize the opportunity to pursue the victory, but temporarily separated the power of Kuanzhou and took it back when the matter was over. Why were they so prepared like a frightened bird? Did they have to hide famous generals after defeating the Jinlu?

The emperor sat with his upper body slightly tilted back, leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes half-closed, his fingers crossed in front of his abdomen, and he suppressed two coughs at the same time.

He knew that they wanted to eliminate the trouble caused by food, grass and winter clothes. The more noisy they were, the more they could fish in troubled waters.

These people in purple clothes and yellow waists are generals, prime ministers and officials to the outside world, but in front of him they are just one of the scholars. These people are afraid of him, afraid of the supreme imperial power behind him, afraid of the imperial staff raised in the hands of the imperial guards, afraid of being " "Abandoned in the market" for fear of being snatched away.

Fear is hidden under loyalty, under family affection, under adaptable words, but no matter how afraid you are, you will be suppressed by greed.

Only Mo Lingfeng is not afraid of him.

He was exhausted from this, and his already groggy body became even more uncomfortable.

headache.

exhausted.

The kneeling people and the standing people argued endlessly. When their mouths were dry and their words were exhausted, they realized that the emperor and Mo Leifeng were both silent.

The chaotic sounds disappeared, and the humming hall gradually became quiet, leaving only the maggots still squirming, leaving long stains on the gold bricks.

The emperor waited for a moment, but when no more words came, he opened his eyes, sat upright, put his hands on his thighs, and glanced at the kneeling people one by one: "Get up, now is not the time to kneel. .”

The eyes of the kneeling man were wandering. Wu Hongzhe put his hands on the ground, stood up unsteadily, and walked back in line with unsteady steps. The kneeling officials behind him also stood up and walked back as if they were mourning for their heirs.

The emperor then stared at Mo Lingfeng for a while, his right hand subconsciously slapped on his leg, his temples throbbed, and there seemed to be something piercing his brain.

He said: "Prince."

The prince raised his hands and stepped out: "I am here."

The emperor stretched out his hand to pinch the root of the mountain, and leaned his upper body slightly forward: "I am asking you to thoroughly investigate the matter of military supplies. From the officials in the capital to the local government, no one will be tolerated. You are the vice-president. I don't need to tell you who should be transferred. Who should be transferred? Bar."

The prince's hand holding the wat board tightened slightly: "I obey your order."

This matter is good for the country, but not good for him. If he offends too many civil servants, he will also be resented by them.

But if this dynasty is ultimately his dynasty, he will do it.

The emperor gently waved his hand to the prince, waved the prince back to his original position, and then looked at Mo Lingfeng.

"General Mo, I know what you say from the bottom of my heart, and I am sincere and loyal. I feel sorry for your brother. Since his official position has become a burden, I will relieve him of his official position."

Mo Lingfeng bowed and thanked the emperor for his kindness.

The emperor added: "'Soldiers are an ominous weapon. They are not the weapons of a gentleman. They should be used as a last resort.' Now is the time of last resort."

"Ji Xiang," he looked at Ji Xiang, "you have summoned Wei Wang Zhao Xu as the governor of Kuanzhou and the Jiedu ambassador. He will go to Kuanzhou with General Guide to arrange taxation and farming, and return the taxes to the court after all."

He saw that Ji Xiang responded calmly, and then saw the wat tablet in King Wei's hand trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was joy or worry, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He just said: "In this battle, we can only repel the harassment of the golden captives, but we cannot wipe them out in one fell swoop." Jin Lu, if you want to negotiate peace, go to war and use all kinds of tactics, it is not a long-term solution. If you have a record of success, you can make them surrender during peace talks and pay tribute every year. Is it possible for King Wei to take on this important task?" King Wei Chui said. The first one said: "I will never betray God's grace."

The emperor was so tired that he could hardly stand upright, but everything was in order.

The King of Wei was also the Jiedushi, responsible for regulating taxation. No matter when he returned to the court, he scraped off several layers of land, and Kuanzhou was still in the hands of his own family.

After the peace negotiation, the border was settled, and he came again to divide the military power.

He wanted to wave his hand and dismiss the court, but in a daze he heard Mo Lingfeng say: "Your Majesty, the king of Wei is dispatching Kuanzhou with absolutely no mistakes. However, it is inevitable that there will be rumors between the vassal king and the soldiers. By then, everyone's words will make gold, and all the accumulated wealth will be destroyed." , I request your Majesty to appoint another person to serve as the general magistrate of Kuanzhou, to take charge of state affairs, and to divide powers and check and balance."

The emperor felt so headache that he could not hold up the big crown on his head, so he reluctantly said: "General, who do you think can be appointed to this position?"

Mo Lingfeng said concisely and to the point: "Xueshi Wu."

In terms of management, Wu Jin is upright and upright, not afraid of power, and is suitable for temporarily managing affairs in Kuanzhou.

As a matter of fact, Wu Jin was originally from Kuanzhou, and after the death remonstrance, the emperor would not reuse him again, so it was appropriate to leave Kuanzhou.

Yu Mo Lingfeng should not be a name that can be blurted out without thinking.

She should shirk it, let the officials draw up the list, and let the emperor decide.

But she still spoke out without hesitation, letting the emperor understand her original intention of wanting a general judge and confessing her weaknesses.

She wants him!

Don't use anyone from the crown prince to act as a general judge to check and balance King Wei!
The emperor suddenly remembered that King Wei once said that Mo Lingfeng admired Wu Jin, and couldn't help but sneer.

His sneer was also weak and tired.

Therefore, he did not want to get too entangled in this matter: "Wu Jin's injury has not healed. Please recommend someone from the official department for this matter. After the dynasty is over, King Wei and Huang Yiren will come in and stay to report."

After that, he supported the armrests of the throne with both hands and stood up slowly. As soon as he made a slight movement, he immediately felt a dizzying pain on his head, and his stomach was churning and he felt like vomiting.

Holding Zhang Gongfeng's hand, he walked out of the Zichen Hall and sat on the shelf. The cold wind blew against his face, which made him suppress the turmoil in his stomach.

The courtiers could not protect themselves, so they only said something about the deep love between master and servant, and then left.

Mo Lingfeng turned to look at the direction the emperor was leaving, and also sneered.

The emperor brought King Wei into the Wenzheng Palace. Huang Yiren was not in the palace today, but the chamberlain had gone out to announce the summons.

He sat down in the hall, and then gave the throne to the King of Wei. Zhang Gongfeng brought the medicine bowl and candied fruit to the case. He picked up the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, put down the medicine bowl, endured for a moment, and said to Zhang Gongfeng: "Take the ingots." Here comes the medicine.”

Zhang Gongfeng quickly motioned for someone to take it. After taking it, he dissolved some of it with water, dipped his index fingers in it, applied it to the emperor's temples on both sides, and then massaged it with some force for a while.

The fragrance of the tablets was refreshing and refreshing, and the emperor's mind was temporarily clear, and his headache was relieved. He exhaled the depression in his chest, and wiped his hands with a hot handkerchief: "Second brother, I am going to Kuanzhou now. Apart from arranging money and food, and negotiating peace, , there is one more important thing."

He paused and looked at the servants standing around. Zhang Gongfeng immediately understood and waved them out while he waited on them.

The emperor continued: "The Mo family has accumulated wealth from ten states. It is not in Kyoto or with Mo Lingfeng. It is in Mo Mansion in Kuanzhou. With it, we can solve the problem of national money and relieve the worries of the country for hundreds of years."

This was the first time he explicitly stated the wealth of the ten states.

(End of this chapter)