I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 101 I want you to come back alive and intact
"Your Majesty!" The prime minister came out again, "Talking about peace is a big matter. Who should I send to the west now? I wonder if Your Majesty can choose someone?"

Rong Cen's eyes circled around, passing around several eloquent veterans, and finally settled on Chang Yihou.

"Is the Meng family hosting a banquet on the fifteenth day of this month?" she asked.

Apart from the Changyi Houfu family, how can there be a second Meng family in Kyoto?

This topic was caught off guard, Meng Qian was at a loss, and had no choice but to come out and answer quickly, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Rong Cen lightly dropped the Thunderbolt bomb: "Why don't we wait for the eldest son to return to the capital after his mission."

"This……!!!"

Did he intend to send that Meng Zongzi to negotiate peace with Xi Lin? !

Although his life is not long, if he is killed by Xi Lin, who is on the brain of the war worm, it will not be considered a loss. After all, dying for the country is better than dying of illness, right?
But the problem also lies here. He sees the wind and coughs up blood, which is not good for walking. He looks like he is about to ride the wind to the west at any time. I am afraid that before he reaches the western border, he will be overturned halfway due to the exhaustion of the boat and the car!

"Your Majesty, absolutely impossible!!!"

"The emperor is innocent, isn't he joking? Meng Qian's son who was picked up halfway, was born with a short life, not to mention whether he can go to the western region, even if he succeeds, what can he talk to Xi Lin? Growing up in the countryside, Dayin can't speak official Chinese well, can you understand Xilin people? The emperor believed the nursery rhymes passed down by the people in Kyoto, and really thought that Meng Yang was a naturally carved gem, right?"

These words did not come from the mouth of the Grand Tutor, but seeing Lu Yi's expression, he agreed very much.

Rong Cen lowered his eyes to look at the person who spoke, his face was a little confused, he didn't know whose relatives were sitting in the official position through nepotism, looking at the official uniform, it should be the servant of the Six Departments.

The title of Marquis Chang Yi is really false, even a mere assistant dares to call him by his first name.

"This Aiqing seems to disapprove of my decision. I wonder what your opinion is? Come forward and speak in detail."

Rong Cen Duan looked like a gentle and benevolent monarch who is good at accepting advice. The other party really thought that she was a soft persimmon that anyone could handle. Xinxin walked to the front, holding her neck high as if she was on stage. Warriors awaiting medals.

"Your Majesty, when negotiating with Xi Lin, we must find someone who is familiar with Xi Lin. Not only must he be able to understand Xi Lin's language, but he must also be able to speak Xi Lin's language. He is eloquent and physically strong. Firstly, I can adapt to the long-distance trek and hurry up to reach the western region, and secondly, I can intimidate Xilin a little bit, and let them know that I, Dayin, also have brave and skilled fighters."

"Oh? What Master Sun said is very true, so who do you think should be sent?" Rong Cen expressed interest.

Although, she called the wrong family name.

"Your Majesty, this subject is Wu Mouren, the servant of the Ministry of War!" The man's face flushed, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

Rong Cen guessed it all. It was true that she didn't know him before. This person should have just entered the court as an official after she ascended the throne.But once the name came out, it was hard not to recognize it.

"Oh, Wu Shilang, I just dozed off inadvertently, my eyes were sleepy, and I couldn't recognize people clearly at the moment, so I made a mistake."

The officials of the Golden Luan Hall silently: "..."

Wu Mouren, the in-law of Chengde Marquis Sun Jian, and the younger brother of Sun Wu's family.Yes, it's the Madam Hou who dominates Qizhou.

Isn't it a coincidence?

The elder sister performed a bitter drama at the southern border border far away from the sky high emperor to tarnish the reputation of Changyihou's mansion, and the younger brother abused Changyihou's father and son in the Jinluan hall.

Both of them are not good people, Gan Jiaben has little to do with Rong Cen.But right now she needs Meng Yang's brain and his mouth, so she naturally favors Meng's.

"Go on, Wu Shilang, don't be cautious, treat this as your own house." In terms of caring for his ministers, Rong Cen was the second, and no one dared to be the first.

"...Thank you, Majesty Long En."

Wu Mouren was in the Wu Mansion, when he entered the door, he would be surrounded by fat, swallows and thin people, the maids and servants would never leave him, he would be indulging in singing and dancing all day long, and he could feel at ease for more than a hundred years just by being called "Master, Master".

Even if he had the guts to pierce the sky, he wouldn't dare to treat this as his own house!
"Time is running out, Wu Shilang hurry up and tell me, in your opinion, who is the most suitable person to send to the western region?"

Wu Mouren originally wanted to recommend himself, leaning on the empress dowager for many years under the scorching sun and cool weather, he obtained a lot of first-hand information, this trip to the western region is definitely a lucrative job.

But with Rong Cen's "sympathy" in front of him, he really couldn't laugh. He felt that he was being targeted, and the fat job could only be given up to others.

"I think, Pai..." The names of the Queen Mother's remaining party came to his lips, and he swallowed them all.

Everyone has "switched to the new owner". If he points it out, others will definitely see through.

"I don't have anyone to choose!" Wu Mouren finally said.

After saying that, everyone thought that he was just fighting against Chengdehou's brother-in-law against Changyihou's mansion.

Rong Cen smiled kindly: "Since there is no one, then we should send Meng Zongzi there. What does Marquis Chang Yi think?"

Chang Yihou wanted to think so, but would he dare?

Before Wu Mouren committed suicide, he dared, but now, be obedient!
Whenever Rong Cen glanced at him, he felt that Rong Cen would call a group of courtiers in the next moment, give a throne to set up a table, make tea and serve snacks, so that he should not be restrained and treat this as his own residence!

"Your Majesty reuses the dog, and I have no objection, and I will abide by the holy will! Your Majesty is holy, long live my emperor!" Changyi Hou Mengqian immediately kowtowed, kneeling down.

Wu Mouren had to kneel down too: "~%?;#*'☆&℃$︿★?...Shengming." Bad luck, really fucking bad luck.

Meng Qian's expression was very respectful, but Rong Cen could see that he was reluctant, probably because he was worried that he would lose his heir.

Rong Cen painted cakes: "If the eldest son Meng returns from victory, I will definitely promote him to the rank!"

Chang Yihou loves to eat noble cakes the most, and the scene in his dream is finally coming soon, he is all smiles, and shouts harder: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The prime minister, the leader of the royalist party, led a group of younger brothers to kneel down and shout in unison. The small officials who have no faction follow the crowd, and the voice of the Golden Temple is endless.

And so it was settled.

Meng Yang, the leader of the peace talks group, was escorted by Xiao Lian and brought [-] soldiers and guards. He set off today to talk about peace in the west.

The process was not easy, but Rong Cen was very satisfied with the result.

After the court dismissed, officials from the Hall of Renzheng kept coming and going.

The peace talks were finalized, but there were always those who were unwilling and tried to move the regent to persuade the emperor.

They forgot all of them. The regent of the early court listened to him. He didn't express half a word of opinion, so he obviously agreed!

After sending away a large number of courtiers, Rong Cen was almost exhausted.

After taking a few sips of tea, I feel that I have regained some sense of being a human being.

"Wanli, I haven't seen Aunt Konglan for a long time, do you know what she's been up to lately?"

"My aunt went to the Duke's Mansion with the Empress Dowager."

Yes, she forgot.

Konglan's medical skills are superb, and Rong Cen arranged for the Empress Dowager Wen Shufei and the others to be with them in case something unexpected happened when they left the palace.

I don't know how they are.

"Is Xiao Lian back?" Rong Cen asked again.

The treasury has a bonus from Zheng Shilang's money, so it's okay for the Minister of the Ministry of War not to stare at it for the time being.To send Xiao Lian to the west, she still needs to explain a few more words before Meng Yang enters the palace.

"Your Majesty, Commander Eight has sent someone to notify Commander Xiao."

Lao Barong was promoted to the commander of the dragon guards, and now that he has a little bit of official airs, he doesn't go to invite people himself.

Not long after, Xiao Lian flew in. He didn't fly very lightly, but his tone was audibly light.

"Your Majesty, great harvest!"

"?" Rong Cen watched him drop two big burdens.

"Qin Mao is good at making money. You can grab a lot of good things in the Ministry of War Shangshu's mansion!"

Xiao Lian unwrapped one of the big bags, only to see a bag full of hidden arrows, shiny gold with scarlet streaks, and the peculiar smell permeated the Hall of Renzheng, polluting the emperor's office environment.

"Are these two rag bags from before?" Rong Cen pinched his nose and frowned unbearably.

The last time I saw it was when Xiao Lian killed half of the imperial city in a bloody battle, and it contained the heads of Ye's father and son.

And this time...

Rong Cen freed up his spare hand, using his palm as a fan, waved away the unpleasant smell, and asked with undue luck, "It wasn't them on the day of the palace change... right?"

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty? I only have two burdens in total, so what can I do if I don't recycle them! Your Majesty, think about it, how long has it been since you paid your salary? My old Xiao doesn't even have the money to exchange for new ones. ah!"

Listen to Rong Cen in the first half of the sentence: ... recycle, you are awesome.

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Rong Cen was already starting to feel uncomfortable, help me, she turned out to be an idiot who deducted employees' wages.

"Old Xiao, don't worry, when the treasury has money, I will be the first to give you a supplementary salary!" Rong Cen patted his conscience and promised.

It implied the meaning of "I will marry you a wife when I am rich". When Rong Cen spoke, his face was full of longing for "bear with it, and we will have money after we finish this ticket".

Xiao Lian painted this cake with full of energy.The first one, Your Majesty and him are the best in the world! (Inexplicably possessed by someone)

"This is money, Your Majesty, the golden arrow!"

Compared with the Minister of the Ministry of War, Zheng Shilang is from a well-to-do family, and the money in Qin Mao's mansion is really too much!The hidden weapons of the mechanism are all melted with pure gold!Besides Qin Mao, who else can make such a big deal? ! !
That must be no one.

Rong Cen screamed in his heart.

"Aren't you hurt?" She suddenly remembered and asked.

Earlier, Xiao Lian said that the Qin government specially trained vicious dogs to guard them, and also set up traps to make it difficult to sneak in.But he was able to collect so many hidden arrows in a short period of time, which means that many traps must have been triggered.

Xiao Lian waved his hands boldly: "It's okay, it's okay, who is this minister, Xiao Lian, the number one hidden weapon killer in the Jianghu! Only the minister has ever slashed others, no one can touch my old Xiao!"

Formidable is formidable, Rong Cen thought, but he didn't know who was more formidable compared to the strong man next to Jiang Yun?

Xiao Lian asked: "Your Majesty sent someone to call the minister back, what is your order?"

Rong Cen put aside his distracting thoughts, "I need you to escort Meng Yang to the western region to negotiate peace, but you have other tasks, secretly looking for Shao En, Wen Renxu and other generals."

"Meng Zongzi? Go to the Western Region? Talk about peace?" Xiao Lian was even more puzzled than some ministers. "Even if his sick man reaches the Western Region alive, he will be easily relieved by the people of Xilin with a little finger." Press to death?"

"So you need to protect him."

"...The minister obeys the order." Protecting a man is really the first time in Xiao Lian's life.Except Your Majesty!
"Be careful yourself, pay attention to safety, Xiao Lian, you must remember that everything is not as important as your wealth and life."

Rong Cen looked directly into his eyes, which seemed to be a communication that went deep into the hearts of the people through the eyes, "No matter what the result is, I want you to come back alive and intact. This is an order, the supreme order."

"Yes!"

Xiao Lian felt sour for a moment.

As a secret guard, he has no relatives and friends, and does not deserve anyone's care. He has been a monster who can only kill for nearly 30 years, but His Majesty always treats him as a human being, and only His Majesty.
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The Lingzhou Palace began to rain again, and there seemed to be a sentimental girl living on the clouds, crying all day long.

The rain penetrated into the disrepaired palace with moisture, and even the air was damp, corroding the beams and planks silently.

The queen mother kept lying in that position for two days, the stench of corpses spread around her feet, but she lost her sense of smell, as if she didn't smell anything.

I also didn't see the densely packed maggots wriggling on Feng Ju's body, they kept grabbing nutrients, sucking her plump body until it shriveled and shriveled.

"It's raining again." The queen mother sighed.

Her stomach was rumbling, she seemed to have lost her hearing and all her senses, and her eyes gradually became dizzy.

The moment her eyelids were about to close, she suddenly saw someone's figure flash past in the misty rain.

Time suddenly turned back to the day when the cat was buried, and it was also such a rainy day.

Under the crabapple tree, under the wind and rain, the small tomb of Fengji Dingchen is buried with her son, the most precious of her life.

How can she die?

The queen mother clung to the side of the bed, borrowed her strength to get off the ground, and stood up with force, but was tripped by her foot and fell heavily.

"Miss!"

A drenched figure in the rain ran in to help her.

"Fengji! Are you back? Just come back!"

The queen mother tightly grasped his arm, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood, "What happened to what you were asked to do?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Shaoen heard that Renxu is bound to die, and Xilin agreed to cooperate. That arrogant one won't be long. Soon, Your Majesty will be able to go to Yizhou." Feng Ji helped her up, and squatted for her back, "Now It's hard to live here, so the slave will carry his mother to the side hall to live."

"it is good."

The Queen Mother looked back at Feng Ju for the last time, she couldn't hold back any longer, and threw herself on Feng Ji's shoulder and vomited violently.

It's just that no water was taken in, there was no food in the stomach, and nothing was spit out.

Compared with the main hall, which was seriously damaged by wind and rain, the side hall still looks peaceful. It was previously lived by Feng Ju and King An.

Now that Feng Ju is dead, it is empty.

"Where's Yuntu?" the Queen Mother asked.

"The slave didn't see His Royal Highness King An when he came back."

The queen mother calmed down a bit, frowned, thinking about the possibility of Yuntu being led to kill.

Feng Ji said casually: "His Royal Highness Wang An is still at an age that loves to play, and there is no mother to take care of him. Maybe he ran out for a while. The palace is small, so he can't run far. The slaves will go look for it later. .”

Empress Dowager: "Let him play by himself first, and relax. Wait until dinner and bring him back."

Seeing Mammy being murdered at a young age must have caused a lot of psychological shadow.

"Yes, empress." Feng Ji lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye.

"Southern territory..." The queen mother hesitated to speak.

"My lady, the new governor of Yizhou is Tong Haisong, the son of Tong Shaochen. The new official took office three times. Yizhou is under strict control by him, and the slaves can't get any news for the time being."

(End of this chapter)