I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

In my opinion, even if Qianguo knew about the war in the south, he would never dare to invade rashly!

There are three reasons. First, dry national food is scarce. Once there is a war, the fields of military households will be abandoned!

However, the northern part of Dawu is relatively barren and cannot provide them with food and grass.

Once the war starts, as long as the state capitals stand still, the opponent will be in trouble!

Second..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Ji.

"Old Hu Ge, if I remember correctly, it was your idea to denounce Prime Minister Qian, right?

I told you long ago that the war with Yue is not over yet, so don't make trouble.

You swear to tell me that with the character of the prime minister of Qianguo, you will submit obediently and give money and food.

But the result?

Instead of giving it away, they even bit us back! "

When Hu Song heard this, he opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself.

But for a while I didn't know what to say

After all, facts speak louder than words!

Although I don't know why the Prime Minister of the Qian Kingdom suddenly became tough, but the facts are the same, so what can he say?

Seeing this, Zhao Ji sighed, waved his hands and said, "Mr. Hu Ge, don't add fuel to the flames, it's just a few million taels of silver, and it really can't come out of my internal funds."

Hu Song was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, there is still the tariff! If you agree to the request of the Qian Kingdom, what will our merchants in Dawu think!"

Zhao Ji said: "Qian Country is poor and can't even afford to eat. How can there be any goods to sell? Have you seen merchants from Qian Country in the capital for so many years?"

"But......"

Hu Song wanted to persuade him again.

But Zhao Ji waved his hand and said: "I'm tired, this matter is settled like this, let Shifan sign the agreement!"

After finishing speaking, he reclined on the dragon chair and took a nap.

Seeing this scene, Hu Song knew that it was pointless to persuade him, so he could only sigh and left the Hall of Pure Heart!

Two days later.

Li Zheng received a reply, only two words.

"Can sign!"

Chapter 43 Good News!The Queen is overjoyed

Chang'an City.

Palace, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The summer solstice has just passed, which is the hottest time of the year.

Outside the window, the sound of cicadas can be heard endlessly.

Wu Mingkong was sitting on the dragon chair, reviewing the memorial. Her fair face was covered with sweat, which made her hair a little messy.

Although there are ice cubes in the Hall of Mental Cultivation to cool down.

But seeing these memorials, Wu Mingkong still felt hot.

After reviewing six or seven memorials in a row, it was either a drought or a rebellion!

It seems that the whole Dagan has become a mess under her management.

Facing this kind of memorial all day long.

How can she not be upset, how can she not sweat?

aside.

Lin Wan'er took the folding fan and gently fanned the empress.

After a while, the empress put down the memorial, closed her eyes and got up.

She hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, next month will be your birthday. Do you want to inform the Ministry of Rites and hold a banquet to celebrate?"

"The Age of Rebirth"

Hearing this, Wu Mingkong sighed, and said, "The drought in Qingzhou is not over yet, and rebellions are happening all over the place. How could I be in the mood to celebrate my birthday?"

Speaking of this, she couldn't help thinking.

When the first emperor was still alive.

Every birthday.

Fang Xiu's courtiers would hold grand banquets to celebrate the late emperor.

Even, the six ministries were put on the table together, and the birthday of the first emperor was set as the Qianqiu Festival.

Regulations: On this day, the government and the public enjoy together, and all states in the world make feasts and feasts, and take a three-day holiday!

The common people are in dire straits and suffering, but the ruling and opposition parties are sensual and sensual, enjoying themselves!

If she did the same, what difference would she have from the late emperor!

Wu Mingkong thought of this, snorted coldly, picked up the memorial, and continued to review it.

After reviewing for a while, she couldn't help thinking:

"I don't know what my birthday is, what will the courtier do."

"A banquet, or a gift."

"Based on the behavior of that sycophant, it should be both a banquet and a gift, right?"

"At that time, will I accept it or not?"

"If he doesn't do anything, should I be happy or angry..."

Wu Mingkong thought for a while, then shook his head violently, and said to himself: "I have decided not to celebrate, why are you thinking so much?"

aside.

Lin Wan'er didn't hear clearly, and asked, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

Seeing Lin Wan'er's question, Wu Mingkong was inexplicably guilty, and said, "It's nothing."

Then, I picked up the memorial and continued to review.

After a while.

Reviewed the memorial presented by Liu Chengwen, governor of Shuzhou.

Wuming Kongtong hole miniature!

Unable to restrain the anger in his heart any longer, he slammed the memorial on the table and said angrily:

"Suppress thieves! After more than a month of suppression, there are more and more thieves!

In this way, he, Liu Chengwen, dared to give me credit!To reward the soldiers who suppressed thieves!Could it be that he regards me as a fool! "

On the side, it was the first time Lin Wan'er had seen the empress so angry, she put away her folding fan, took a step back, and dared not speak.

The empress sat on the dragon chair, staring at the memorial on the eucalyptus, and took a few breaths to calm down her emotions.

Shuzhou is separated from Chang'an Mansion by three or four state capitals.

The influence of the imperial court there is extremely weak.

therefore.

Regardless of whether the governor of Shuzhou is really incompetent, or he is supporting the bandits.

Wu Mingkong didn't dare to push him too hard.

If the pressure is too tight, Liu Wencheng will directly join the rebels and conspire together, and a small matter will become a big one!

Think of this.

Wu Mingkong suppressed the anger in his heart, picked up the memorial, and wrote a note on it: The imperial court has no money, and the rewards are raised by ourselves.

The memorial was approved.

The Queen's anger could not be calmed down for a long time.

I thought to myself, should I send a famous censor to Shuzhou to investigate the situation.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Then the maid's voice sounded.

"Your Majesty! Good news from the Ministry of Rites!"

Good news?

Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback.

Generally speaking, the word "good news" can only be used if the war is won.

Therefore, this good news was either submitted by the state capitals or the Ministry of War.

What kind of good news did the Ministry of Rites present?

Thinking of this, Wu Mingkong felt a little curious, and said, "Submit it."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The maid presented the document with both hands.

Lin Wan'er stepped forward, took the document, and presented it to the empress with both hands.

The Empress reached out to take it, opened it, and browsed from top to bottom.

watched for a while.

Her fair face flushed with excitement, and she said excitedly, "Okay! That's great!"

"I knew that if I let that traitor handle this matter, I would never make a mistake!"

The word "traitor" blurted out.

It was only now that Wu Mingkong realized that he had accomplished such a major event.

It would be too unkind to call someone a traitor.

So he hastily changed his words:

"No!"

"It's not a traitor! It's my face..."

Speaking of which, stop abruptly.

His face was flushed, he swallowed the last two words abruptly, and changed his words again:

"He is my minister!"

aside.

Lin Wan'er was very curious when she saw this scene.

What exactly was written in the good news that could make His Majesty so excited.

He almost called Fang Xiang, whom he hated to the bone, the father of Xiang.

but.

To Lin Wan'er, what was written in the good news was not important, the most important thing was that the empress was happy.

Therefore, she also had a smile on her face, and asked, "Your Majesty, what great event has Prime Minister Fang accomplished?"

When people receive good news, they most want to find someone to share it with.

Lin Wan'er's question at this time just hit Wu Mingkong's heart.