Flourishing age's Medical concubine

Jinling imperial city thousands of miles away

Xiao Qianye looked at the secret fold sent by the fast horse in his hand. Finally, he couldn't help raising his hand and sweeping everything on the table to the ground. The palace attendants in the imperial library were startled. They quickly knelt to the ground and touched the ground with their forehead. They didn't dare to peep at the angry dragon face of the emperor.

"Tell your majesty, Lord Zhou and Lord Han want to see you." at the door, the internal supervisor trembled.

Xiao Qian took a deep breath at night and said in a deep voice, "Xuan."

Less than a year after he ascended the throne, Xiao Qianye deeply understood the difficulty of sitting in this position. This year, he was not greedy for pleasure. On the contrary, he worked hard day and night. Even the whole person was a little more tired and thin than when he didn't ascend the throne. However, political progress has not been satisfactory. Barely reached a balance with the aristocratic family dignitaries such as Jinling, but what made Xiao Qianye more worried was his uncles with heavy soldiers. Especially... On the close fold on the ground, Xiao Qianye secretly clenched his teeth.

"Old minister, your majesty!" Zhou Xiang and Han min came together. He looked at the mess in front of him and remained silent.

Xiao Qianye hurriedly said, "two gentlemen, straighten up quickly."

"Thank you, your majesty." among them, Han min was more forthright and asked, "why is your majesty so angry?"

Xiao Qianye snorted coldly and said, "take a look at the secret fold on the Youzhou envoy."

The two looked at each other. Zhou Xiang leaned over and picked up the fold on the ground. After reading it, he handed it to Han min. Xiao Qianye waited patiently for the two to finish reading, and just then asked, "what do you think of the two gentlemen?" Han Minlang said: "the king of Yan is bold enough to intercept the tax money of the imperial court, which is really contempt for the throne. Please give an order."

Xiao Qianye smiles bitterly. Is the warning useful?

"It's not just uncle Yan? There are not a few folding coins received in recent months. King Kang's son committed murder, King Jin whipped officials, and King Lu forged official silver..." the more he said, the more angry he became, Xiao Qianchi almost trembled with anger, "pile pile pile by pile... Which of my royal uncles saw my emperor in the eye?!"

Han min and Zhou Xiang are silent. Many of these princes have been on the battlefield, and the younger ones have also been stationed in the fiefdom for many years. Who can really pay attention to their nephews? And your majesty... They looked at each other as if they had made up their mind and said in unison, "Your Majesty, please make an order to cut the vassal."

There was silence in the imperial study, and Xiao Qian sat on the throne in silence. In the study, it seemed that even the sound of a needle landing could be clearly heard.

For a long time, I heard Xiao Qianye sigh: "the emperor's grandfather said in his early years that the son of heaven is the town of the country, and the prince guards the border. Now I..."

"Your Majesty." Zhou Xiang said with an arched hand, "the vassal king is arrogant and disrespectful and despises the authority of the emperor. If he is allowed to become big, he is afraid that the country will be defeated. It's better to cut the vassal as soon as possible, so as not to make the Royal flesh and blood meet each other and make the world laugh." Xiao Qianchi lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhou is right. I don't know what rules the two gentlemen have?"

Zhou Xiang said, "I see that King Yan is the most powerful of all the vassal kings. This withholding of tax silver is a good excuse. As long as you capture the thief and King Yan, you are afraid that all the vassal kings will dare to act rashly?"

Xiao Qianye frowned and hesitated: "Uncle Yan has hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry, outstanding strategy and a large number of capable people under his command. I'm afraid......" Xiao Qianye was still a little afraid of King Yan, who has always been close to the crown prince.

Zhou Xiang waved his sleeve and said, "now the border is in a fierce battle with Beiyuan. Your majesty sent troops to Youzhou on the grounds of sending troops for support. General Xie joined forces inside and outside. As long as general Xie sent troops to attack the rear wing of Youzhou guard first, we are not afraid to win the king Yan."

"No." Han min frowned at the speech.

Xiao Qianye asked, "what's Mr. Han's opinion?"

Han Min said, "Youzhou Wei is entangled with Beiyuan. If your majesty raids the king of Yan at this time, it will be a success. How do the people all over the world think of your majesty? The prince who is seriously ill in his hand is not the king of Yan alone. At that time, how should local vassal kings start the army together on the grounds of his Majesty's injustice and calculating the uncle of the emperor?"

What Han Min said was exactly what Xiao Qianchi was worried about. After all, he was not the emperor's grandfather. He didn't have the courage to kill all the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and didn't care what the people in the world said.

"What does Mr. Han mean?"

Han mindao: "In my opinion, you should start with the king of Qi, the king of Jin, the king of Lu and others. These people don't have many soldiers and horses, and they are much closer to Jinling than Youzhou. Moreover, many of them have always been illegal, and your majesty wants to cut their titles for many reasons. On the contrary, your Highness the king of Yan... Your Highness the king of Yan is famous in the north, and your majesty wants to cut the vassal. Don't say it's under the command of the king of Yan, but I'm afraid it's the north There are also words in the hearts of the local people. "

Xiao Qianye frowned and thought. Zhou Xiang flatly objected: "brother Han, it's bad. If you cut King Lu and others first, once you disturb King Yan, you'll make him ready..."

Han min shook her head and said, "the war in Northern Xinjiang can't stop until March and April. As long as we move fast, we can take these princes before King Yan releases his hands."

Zhou Xiang still didn't agree with Han min's point of view. They insisted on their own words, and they were about to quarrel. Xiao Qianchi rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and said in his heart, "let's write a constitution for each of you. This matter can't be decided in one day or two."

The emperor opened his mouth. Naturally, they couldn't really quarrel again, so they had to bow their hands. Xiao Qianchi sighed, waved and said, "thank you, gentlemen. Please step back first."

"The old minister retired."

In the twinkling of an eye, in the middle of October, Nangong Mo in the Qing ink Park was put on a thick fur cloak early. The room has also been stained with the best Silver Charcoal. The cold wind outside the window is bleak, but the room is still as warm as spring.

Nangong Mo and Princess Changping sat in the room, sitting in needlework. Princess Changping is sitting in her hand with a small big red baby swaddling clothes. The baby will be born around April next year. Princess Changping's swaddling clothes and small clothes are also thinner and softer. From time to time, he looked up at Nangong Mo, who was embroidering the child's small pocket, and advised her to have more rest so as not to hurt her eyes. Pregnant people do too much needlework, which is bad for their eyes.

Nangong Mo doesn't usually do these things, but it's amazing for people who play with needles to embroider.

In a good mood, he embroidered more than half of the image of Kirin sending children, smiled and said, "I haven't done it for a long time, but some are hand-made."

Princess Changping said with a smile, "you are always very busy. These things are done by the people below. Don't they dare not do it with their heart? If not, the grandmother in the palace is also idle." seeing that she is going to hold her grandson, Princess Changping is in a good mood every day.

Nangong Mo said with a smile, "I only do it when I'm free. Now Lianxing, they don't let me go out. What else can they do if they don't do needlework?" in order to make her cultivate well, Qu Lianxing, Liu hanzhishu and others took charge of everything in and out of the house. King Yan was determined to temper Xiao Qianchi, and didn't allow Xiao Qianchi to come to her for help. These days she was very leisurely.