Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Jinxiang Temple in the early morning. In the inner hall of the East Hall, Fu Jinzhan whispered, "I won't show up for a while, just stay here and listen. Your Majesty will discuss important matters with the ministers today?"

Guo Shao put his gaze away from the memorial and drawings on the table and nodded to Fu Jinzhan. He stood up, looked at the towering double-eave palace outside the window, and couldn't help saying: "This position is just a step up. The world is still big, and the four parties refuse to accept Wang Hua and even threaten the Central Plains. At this time, there is still a long way to go."

Fu Jinzhan said: "The world has been under war for a long time, and everything can't be done overnight."

Guo Shao took a few steps, then suddenly raised his head, his eyes condensed, "However, one day Da Zhou will stand at the top, conquer the world, and build a foundation of immortality!"

Fu Jinzhan was infected by his ambitious gaze, and was a little excited. He said in an encouraging tone: "I believe your Majesty will accomplish great things."

Guo Shao realized at this time that he was a unique person in this world, and now he was in power. There was no reason not to surpass the ancients. He felt the breath in his body swelling.

At this moment, the **** Wang Zhong entered, bent down and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the ministers are here."

Guo Shao said goodbye to Fu Jinzhan with a fist, turned and walked outside the door. A group of entourage escorted him to a spacious and bright hall, and he looked up and calmly walked to the upper chair.

All the ministers immediately knelt to the ground, respectfully chanting longevity.

"Flat body, sit back." Guo Shao raised his yellow robe sleeves.

A group of people thanked them, and took their seats carefully on both sides. The hall was quiet for a while and no one spoke, then Wei Renpu stood up: "After discussing with the privy envoy, the king and the envoy, there is something to play."

The **** Wang Zhong, who was standing next to his superior, looked up at Guo Shao slightly, and then said: "Deputy Envoy Wei invites you."

Wei Renpu pondered for a moment, then looked back and said: "Liao’s internal affairs are dim, and there are rebellions from time to time, but they are not yet disintegrated. Youzhou is the place that the Liao country must save. The national division is a winner.

According to the opinions of several colleagues in the Privy Council, we must be prepared for a long-term battle against the Liao State. After all, we still compete with national power and military power. The ministers and others advocated temporarily changing the national policy of ‘before the north and then south’ and temporarily putting aside the Northern Expedition. First send troops to attack the Southern Han Dynasty that provoked Dazhou; rectify the northwestern states and supplement the imperial war horses. After our country replenishes its energy and calms its internal troubles, we will divide the Liao Kingdom into strengths and weaknesses in the Northern Expedition! "

Guo Shao turned his head to look at several prime ministers and generals of the Forbidden Army and asked their opinions. Everyone seconded.

Everyone gathered together to discuss matters, although only a few words to express their opinions, but not a temporary intention. People have weighed it down beforehand. Even Guo Shao had thought about it beforehand and supported the Privy Council's proposal...because he could no longer expedition to the north immediately.

He was a little bit unable to wait, suffering for a while and couldn't think of a better way than the ministers.

Guo Shao soon left the palace, and the ministers also returned to their respective offices.

Guo Shao's mood was a bit complicated at this time, as if he swallowed into his stomach abruptly. He felt in his heart that he should do a great job in this era, but he still had patience before him, and he had no choice for a while.

He didn't look very well sitting in the study. A person's mood will affect everyone around him, because Guo Shao is the emperor.

From Wang Zhong on duty to the eunuchs and maids below, they were all cautious, for fear of hitting the tuyere. Humanity is a companion to the emperor like a tiger. The emperor's power is at least in the court. A word can kill these slaves who have no status. If he is unhappy, can everyone not be afraid?

In fact, Guo Shao didn't get angry. He recalled that even if he became an emperor, he didn't seem to have killed anyone indiscriminately, even the lowest servant.

By noon, Guo Shao didn't leave the Jinxiang Hall, so he asked the palace people to bring in lunch for lunch in the East Hall.

He hasn't had much activity in the past few days. He has a bad appetite. Most of the fish that come up are difficult to digest. He ate a bit casually, then put down his chopsticks.

Wang Zhong asked carefully, "What do you want to eat? The servant asked the imperial dining room to redo it."

When Guo Shao turned his head to look at him, he found that the servant girl hurriedly bent over and stood there fearfully. Guo Shao noticed something for a while.

He shook his head and said, "That's it."

Wang Zhong said hurriedly: "Imperial chefs are the best chefs I invite."

Seeing their nervousness, Guo Shao smiled noncommittal, got up and left the table.

... Wang Zhong beckoned hurriedly and asked the maids to take away the things. The disapproving smile that Guo Shao had when he left the meeting appeared in his mind. It was a bit stiff like a sneer. Wang Zhong took a breath and wiped his white forehead with his sleeve. Looking back, the person next to him said solemnly: "Your Majesty Today is not in good spirits, you all be careful!"

"Here!" A few hurriedly answered.

A young **** said: "There are a lot of dishes left, and the prince will reward the young one with a plate?"

Wang Zhong pointed to a plate of marinated chicken and waved his hand. The **** was so happy and thankful. Wang Zhong couldn't help but cursed: "A dish of meat makes you so happy, something worthless!"

The little **** said: "Is there anything more comfortable than eating delicious food in the world?"

When Wang Zhong heard this, he wondered if it was true. Food and **** are two great pleasures. They are less eunuchs. Only food is a very important pleasure. Wang Zhong feels the same way, because he is also a delicious person, otherwise he would not grow so white and fat.

Now he thought that the emperor would have no taste for eating. This is simply a big deal!

Wang Zhongping was always very cautious, for fear that he would lose his current position... In these years, there have been emperors and courtiers in the imperial palace. How many eunuchs have finally managed to get up. When the emperor is changed, he will draw water from a bamboo basket. The emperor will usually appoint in an important position. Own people. Wang Zhong was an **** by the former emperor of the previous dynasty, and he was also involved in the storms of the power struggle. It is not easy to sit in such a high position now!

At this moment, Jingniang came over to talk to him on business.

Although Jingniang was active in the Bingcao Division, the Bingcao Division belonged to the Privy Council, and women were not allowed to receive official positions; Jingniang had the badge of the Imperial City Division. Wang Zhong took charge of the **** of the Imperial City Department, and had some official business dealings with Jingniang.

Wang Zhong was absent-minded, and suddenly asked: "I heard that Mrs. Huarui is good at cooking?"

Jingniang was stopped by such a thoughtless question, and frowned at him.

Wang Zhongdao: "Mrs. Huarui seems to have a good relationship with Jingniang. Can you invite her to the palace and offer a table of good dishes to serve the officials?"

Jingniang said coldly: "What does the official mean?"

Wang Zhong hurriedly shook his head. He knew that this Jingniang was also a frequent visitor to the emperor. If the emperor's intentions were spread indiscriminately, who could bear the charge of pretending to be false!

He said: "It's just a guess by the miscellaneous family. The official family wants to taste Madame Huarui's craftsmanship."

Jingniang looked cold, neither refused nor said a word. Wang Zhongxin cursed: Who are you scaring? Had it not been for the favor of the official family, would I still be afraid of you?

After a while, Jingniang said, "Send someone to wait outside the palace gate in the afternoon?"

Wang Zhong said hurriedly, "Which door?"

"West." Jingniang left without looking back, obviously without any etiquette.

Jingniang felt more uncomfortable in her heart. She couldn't restrain herself, and didn't care about Guo Shao and the Sixth Court of San Gong, but every time she knew that he was kind to other women, she would feel uncomfortable. However, she will still follow Guo Shao's wishes, even if it is wrong, don't know why... Maybe it is the influence of her childhood experience, or she wants to make Guo Shao realize who is best for him.

She left Miyagi very neatly and drove to the Palace of the Kingdom of Qin.

Meng Chang and Mrs. Huarui welcomed her into the living room personally. Although Meng Chang was in the Qin Dynasty, he was very polite to Jingniang. He greeted a few words and was looking for a compliment on the topic.

Jingniang said unceremoniously: "I am here today to see Madam."

Meng Chang was taken aback for a moment, his face was very embarrassed, and he hurriedly got up and said, "You talk, I will avoid it first... Haha, it is really inconvenient for women to talk to each other and to be present."

Jingniang sneered at him and said in her heart: You are very good at finding steps for yourself.

Mrs. Huarui moved the stool and approached Jingniang affectionately, and said softly: "I don't have any relatives or friends in Tokyo, just be with Jingniang sister. If you haven't come for so long, I am worried that you will forget me."

Jingniang's expression was slightly warmer, she knew that Mrs. Huarui was right, she was just a weak woman now. Jingniang has a different mindset from other women. Those women often fight intrigue, but Jingniang has sympathy and protection for weak women. She used to take in a group of poor women when she built Taoism.

Jingniang spoke more bluntly, and immediately said: "I am not only looking at Madam, but also asking for something."

Mrs. Hua Rui smiled and said: "Don't say one thing, that is, as long as I can do ten things, I will definitely help Jingniang sister. It is a bit strange, Jingniang can't do anything in Tokyo, come to me for help?"

Jingniang said: "The officials want to eat your dishes."

Mrs. Huarui was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little surprised. She observed Jing Niang's face, but did not show a happy expression. After a while, she said, "It's... really unexpected."

"Perhaps it is a bit abrupt." Jingniang said.

Mrs. Huarui shook her head and said: "This is indeed something I can do... The official reason for calling me into the palace is really..."

A trace of sadness flashed across Jingniang's face~www.readwn.com~ coldly said: "Perhaps he really just wants to eat his wife's cooking."

Mrs. Huarui smiled bitterly, noncommittal. After a while, she brought her face to Jingniang's side again, and whispered: "In front of the official family, I will stand on Jingniang's side. We will never betray."

Jingniang didn't say a word, she looked back at the door and said, "What reason do you want to explain to the palace, so I thought about it. When can I leave?"

Mrs. Huarui looked down at her body and said hurriedly: "I have to trouble my sister to wait for me, I must at least change my clothes."

Jingniang said: "How long to wait?"

Mrs. Huarui pondered: "Half an hour (one hour)."

Jingniang frowned and said, "It takes half an hour to change clothes? I'll wait for my wife to get a stick of incense."

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