Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 455 Dismissal of 30 troops

Lian Qingcheng looked into Xuan Yuheng's eyes. She had to be sincere and patient enough to convince Xuan Yuheng that she was really for the life and death of Beichen's people, not helping Jili to weaken Beichen's troops. No matter how strong the army's military strength is, it will never be Jili's opponent, Xuan Yuheng has always refused to face this fact.

Xuan Yuheng also looked at Lian Qingcheng, she had a pair of beautiful eyes that could speak, and the dark pupils had bits and pieces of light, he could also hear Lian Qingcheng's sincerity, he even believed in what Lian Qingcheng did and said , It's all for the people of Beichen, but he is already like what Lian Qingcheng said, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling to believe that he will lose to Jili.

"I, I have to think about it carefully, Lian Qingcheng, you go back to the palace first." In the end, Xuan Yuheng could only say so.

But at this point, Lian Qingcheng is already very content. Xuan Yuheng is willing to promise himself to think about it, and he will definitely be able to figure it out. Talent is the key. If the people have abandoned it, then even if this country exists, it is meaningless.

When she left the other hospital, she met a minister who had sunken eyes and looked severely malnourished.

"I heard that the girl is persuading the emperor to disarm me?"

Lian Qingcheng sighed in his heart, and said to the minister: "Yes, I am advising the emperor to disarm."

"Dare to ask what is the purpose of the girl?" the minister asked.

"Without disarmament, the people will starve to death."

"Girl doesn't have to say something so high-sounding. This is what she thought about long ago, right? Otherwise, she wouldn't be stuck with the figure of 30. Now that Beichen's army is over one million, she will cut 30 as soon as she makes a move." The army, that is, there are 70 troops left behind, which happens to be a little more than Beichen's army in normal times, so that my emperor Beichen will not be so unacceptable, and he can also achieve his own goals."

Lian Qingcheng asked lightly, "My purpose?"

"Girl, do you think our emperor doesn't know the reason why Prince Ji rushed back to Beichen? You are really ambitious. If I, Beichen, have no soldiers, how can I fight with you?" The minister walked a few steps and arrived at Lian Beside Qingcheng, he was almost the same height as Lian Qingcheng, so when they looked at each other, there were many dangerous sparks.

This minister is a bit older, but he looks extremely arrogant and domineering. Although his face is kind, he speaks unforgivingly, which is quite different from Lian Qingcheng's temper in his early years.

It's just that after the baptism of the years and the tempering of various things, Lian Qingcheng has been able to hide all the emotions well.

"Yes, you are right, I have thought of this number a long time ago, and I have known that all this will happen," Lian Qingcheng's voice is steady and light, "I know that this snow will not fall until April , I expected that snow disasters would definitely break out in many places, so I asked Xuan Yuheng to prepare food in advance. I also knew that even if he prepared food, it would not help the matter, but these things have to be done by someone, so I let him Disarmament, I wanted to do this during the Chinese New Year last year, but at that time I knew that you would not agree, or even listen to the reason why I did it, so I stayed until now to say, you have nothing to do, so I Said, in this way, the stubborn emperor Xuan Yuheng can listen to my opinion."

The minister smiled, but his smile was uglier than crying, "So, on behalf of the emperor and the people of the world, thank you."

Lian Qingcheng looked at the minister quietly, and saw that the minister was about to come up to him, but Lian Qingcheng's feet seemed to have taken root, and he didn't move at all. "I know that your purpose is different from Xuan Yuheng's. His purpose is to make the world peaceful, and Beichen can live and work in peace and contentment, while your purpose is to cause chaos in the world. In order to achieve your goal, you can only start a war. And the more you prepare, the better, and then the chaos will be complete, so that you will achieve your real goal, am I right, sect master?"

The Master of the Rebirth Sect disguised himself as an ordinary minister. From the first sentence he said, Lian Qingcheng had already established his identity.

I saw the master of the Gate of Rebirth pinching Lian Qingcheng's neck, walked several steps, and pushed her against the wall of the yard, with such strength that he knocked down the flower pots with flowers on the side, "You, are you?" Looking for death."

"I will kill you, I will kill you,"

"Don't forget, you are just a mere mortal, an ant, trying to fight against the sky?"

"No, I'm not a mortal, I'm a reincarnated person."

……

Xuan Yuheng struggled all night, and when he hadn't decided whether to listen to Lian Qingcheng's opinion, Feng San said that this person who was not afraid of death actually came to Xuan Yuheng's imperial study.

"Your Majesty, I had nothing to do yesterday. I wandered to the Ministry of War and found that the Ministry of War now has more than 30 idlers. Look..."

"go out."

"Your Majesty, now is not the time to support idlers. If the people continue to starve like this, I'm afraid that as soon as the blood melts, the stench of dead bodies will drift to Beichen!"

"Get out!"

Xuan Yuheng didn't understand why, he really raised a group of white-eyed wolves, and he listened to Lian Qingcheng's words like this!

It is said that it is the Ministry of War, so Mo Wen must nod. Since even the Ministry of War has handed over 30 military power, Xuan Yuheng has no reason to delay this matter, so he ordered Mo Wen to go to court the next morning. Disband the 30 troops, and send another [-] troops to maintain order in the army, lest dissatisfied people make trouble.

At the same time, Mo Wen sent some reliable people to personally escort the garrison's food to the disaster area. Fortunately, the disaster area is not very far from 1's dismissed army, and it only takes three to five days to get there.

"Your Majesty, do you think I should send some to clear the snow on the road first, lest the food arrives but the road is not easy to walk, and it would be a waste of time to clear the snow later." Feng San said that the lord The two days were really active. He usually didn't talk much in the early morning. These days, he almost wrote six or seven books a day, and the books were all about what the minister thought.

He was really worried. After so many days in the disaster area, there has been no sound. No one knows how many people died there, and they don't know how the distribution of food is going. Is it enough? Apart from these, what else is missing? If the news inside cannot be spread, who would want to go in outside?

That place is almost cut off from the world. This is an extremely terrifying thing. In a snow-stricken place, it is completely cut off from the outside world without any support. Feng San said that my lord, he can't imagine how desperate those disaster victims would be. .

(End of this chapter)