Yu Jun

The prince stepped into the palace with one foot, and before the other foot crossed the threshold, he heard a porcelain bowl fall on the gold bricks, smashing into pieces, and the soup splashed out with a "crash".

The sound of her knees falling was so loud that the prince could even hear the rustling of the queen's luxurious clothes, which resounded throughout the hall.

Immediately afterwards, the emperor's breathless curse came: "You are so stupid! Everyone is eating from my bowl. If you get into this situation, I have to deal with it!"

The broken porcelain fragments collided with each other in someone's hands, and the medicinal gas filled the air. The queen advised in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the dragon body is in danger, the gas will harm the body."

The prince kept walking and quickly entered the palace. Five steps away from the imperial couch, he knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, I am late. Please punish me."

He quietly raised his eyes and looked at the situation in the palace with his peripheral vision. He saw the queen personally picking up the broken porcelain pieces and putting them into the bucket. The palace servants were kneeling all over the floor. The emperor was half sitting and half lying on the couch, his face turned blue, his legs There are heavy shadows at the moment, his lips are purple, and his chest is rising and falling rapidly. Compared with the time when he fell ill due to death remonstrance in September, he looks even more haggard, and the rich clothes cannot hide the aging and decay.

Something big will happen in Kuanzhou!

I don't know whether it was because the charcoal fire in the palace was too strong, he was too depressed, or because he was worried, but the prince's palms were wet with sweat, and the forehead of the soap-colored folded crotch was also soaked a little bit.

The emperor gave him a cold look and waved to the queen: "Get out."

The queen did not look at the prince and resigned. The palace attendants filed out of the palace, leaving only a few people who were still waiting in the palace.

Zhang Gongfeng stepped forward quickly, rubbed the emperor's heart, and with a wink asked the chamberlain to wipe off the concoction on the ground before delivering the medicine.

The prince knelt down and cleaned up the ground. The emperor gradually recovered and did not wake up. The chamberlain brought the second bowl of medicine. Zhang Gongfeng was about to reach out to receive it when the prince stepped forward on his knees, held the porcelain bowl, picked up the spoon, and Feed it to the emperor's mouth personally.

The emperor drank the medicine with his hand and did not accept his filial piety. He sat up with a sneer, grabbed a handful of memorial books from the small table beside the couch, and threw it in his face: "Now you have everything you want!"

More than ten memorials were slapped on the prince's face. Half of the prince's face suddenly turned red. He ignored the burning pain and hurriedly looked at the memorials that had fallen on the ground.

Picking up one, he looked down and saw that it was submitted by Li Qing, the prefect of Kuanzhou on October [-]th. Before he took a closer look, there was something strange - it was a memorial from Kuanzhou, but there was a letter from Shuozhou Delivery Shop on it. The stamp was actually sent to Shuozhou and then to Kyoto.

Looking at the memorial again, there are only a few words, but it is shocking.

"On the seventh night of October, there was a fire in Zhizhou Mansion. Tan Xuan drowned in the water. King Wei was trapped in Mo's Mansion. There was a messenger. Mo Qianlan killed him as a warning to others and to seize the opportunity for peace talks. He set a date for peace talks on October [-]th. Minister Not knowing the plan, I sent Cao Cao to Shuozhou to deliver this book and ask Your Majesty to make a decision."

The memorial trembled in the hands of the prince. The prince was speechless. He put down the book and picked up another one. The content was similar to Li Qing's memorial, but there was no delivery stamp. The handwriting on the letter was written by Wu Hongzhe. When he opened it and looked at it, But it was written by Hou Fu, the transfer envoy of Kuanzhou, and it was also written on the ninth day of October.

He remembered that Mrs. Hou Fuzhong and Mrs. Wu Hongzhe were from the same family. This letter, like Li Qing's memorial, avoided the Kuanzhou delivery shop.

The prince read another letter and it was the same. He read it again and it was still the same.

Mo Qianlan imprisoned the King of Wei, took actual control of Kuanzhou, and manipulated the peace talks!
The time in the memorial is more than ten days ago, and the peace talks on the [-]th have passed. What is the situation in Kuanzhou now?
These memorials should have been delivered one after another in the past two days, and none of them were urgently delivered to Kuanzhou. What news made the emperor vomit blood?

Who broke through the siege and sent the express delivery from Kuanzhou?
The prince was full of suspicion, picked up the scattered memorial, raised it high above his head, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, although I and the second son are not on good terms, they are still brothers. They will never get carried away because of the suffering of the second son. Besides, I have nothing to do with the country. If the dynasty is one and the country is not good for the dynasty, how can I dare to think of punishing you!"

When the emperor signaled Zhang Gongfeng to take away the chaotic memorials, the prince raised his head and faced the emperor: "Your Majesty! I dare to ask, how is the situation in Kuanzhou?"

The emperor stared at him, and after a moment he took out today's express delivery from his sleeve and threw it into the prince's arms.

This express letter carried the emperor's body temperature. The prince held it in his hand, feeling slightly disgusted, and opened it without changing his expression. He still read what was written in the Hou Fu. After reading only two or three lines, he was dumbfounded. As he continued to read, his breathing became even more rapid.

"The King of Wei, his ministers, the prefect Li Qing, and the traitor Mo Qianlan entered Baozhai for peace talks on the [-]th. Jinlu asked Gaopingzhai to be the boundary, and the ministers wanted Sanchuan Village. Prince Jin said that Mojia would take control of Kuanzhou and return Sanchuan Village. , King Wei agreed, and King Wei's guards suddenly came out, killing Mo Thief and Prince Jin, and Jin Lu massacred them outside the stronghold." After seeing this, the prince was speechless.

He was an insider, and he could tell the cause and effect after a brief thought - Mo Qianlan used the wealth of Shizhou to lure Jin Lu and Huang Yiren into the urn to seek Kuanzhou for Mo Lingfeng.

It is more likely that the plan is to rebel against the world - although they are not rebelling, it is no different from rebelling.

He thought that Mo Qianlan was such a haunting person that even if he died, he could still cast a shadow over the country.

His legs were numb as he knelt, and he handed the memorial from Hou Fu to Zhang: "Your Majesty, the disobedience of the Mo family is clearly revealed. I am willing to lead troops to encircle Kuanzhou and save the King of Wei from fire and water!"

Another bloody smell rose up in the emperor's throat. He closed his eyes for a long time to calm down, and then slowly exhaled the bad breath.

"You have been in charge of the country for a long time. You know everything about the situation in the country. How to encircle and suppress it?"

The prince thought for a moment: "A hundred garrisons are not as good as ten strong men, and ten strong men are not as good as one elite soldier. If you select strong soldiers and elite soldiers from the garrisons of various states, you don't need to be ten times as many as those in Kuanzhou to achieve success. Last month, [-]% of the prefectures and counties were assigned to the Ministry of Revenue. This year, The locust plague has been greatly alleviated, and the clan's Lumi expenses have been reduced. If we subtract the floating expenses..."

The emperor interrupted him: "Who will deduct the floating fee?"

The prince was stunned for a moment.

Civil and military officials are well aware of the wide range of expenses.

The Privy Council reported that in the 29th year of the Yuan Zhang, the total number of soldiers was 70, and the forbidden army had 19 horses and infantry. Less than half of such a huge army could go to the battlefield, and the military pay for useless soldiers was a waste.

Soldiers must not move lightly, and this unnecessary cost is unavoidable.

This is one of them.

For the second clan, Wu Jin quickly cut through the mess and cut off the clan's extravagant expenses.

Thirdly, there is no fixed number of officials, and there are too many favors and miscellaneous things as there are in this dynasty.

There were also officials in the court who complained about redundant officials, but no one could break their heads and remonstrate like Wu Jin. If the emperor personally dismissed officials, it would greatly dampen the enterprising spirit of the scholars in the world.

The emperor originally planned to use Wu Jin's hand to point his sword at the clan, and then use the wealth of Shizhou to cover the expenses of officials and soldiers. Now that the plan has been lost, the expenses of officials and soldiers cannot be moved, which is a state of confusion and decline.

If there is a large imperial court, there will be no one available.

The prince recalled the memorial he had just read. After thinking about it, he looked disappointed.

Wu Jin is not included in so many memorials.

When Wu Jin was in court, he was able to remonstrate to the death, but when such a big event happened in Kuanzhou, he did not say a word and went to Beijing, which shows that his heart has changed.

Such a situation is both frightening and terrifying. (End of chapter)