After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

He rode into the palace on horseback and had a smooth journey.

Han Zhou dismounted in front of the Golden Palace. Marquis Zhongqin and Han Shu had just arrived, and following behind Han Zhou were the two ministers of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War, who were panting.

In the empty space of the Golden Palace, the fireworks that had been set off not long ago were still emitting steam.

This battle caught this man at the pinnacle of power off guard.

"Your Majesty, I, Han Zhou, pay my respects to you. Long live the emperor."

"Flat body."

The sudden invasion of the Eastern Japanese made Xia Hong's brows turn cold.

The family standing in front of this hall today risked their lives for their country ten years ago and vowed to capture the tiny country of East Wo.

But ten years ago, because the national treasury was empty, he chose to ignore the repeated changes of the Eastern Japanese and believed the letter of surrender.

He used several imperial decrees to summon Marquis Zhongqin back to the capital.

Now, only ten years have passed, and the Eastern Japanese, who had been serving Daxia for a hundred years, have reignited the war.

However, Daxia today is not necessarily stronger than it was back then. In fact, because it has not sent troops for ten years, its naval warfare strength is far weaker than it was back then.

But we cannot lose this battle.

His eyes first looked at Han Shu who was holding a sharp sword, and then turned to Han Zhou who was half a head taller than Han Shu.

"Han Zhou, Han Shu, we will never allow other races to trample on our Great Xia territory. Do you know that?"

Han Shu knelt on one knee and made a solemn promise: "If anyone invades our Great Xia territory, their entire clan will be slaughtered."

At this moment, Xia Hong did not have the energy to evaluate whether Han Shu, a woman who had never commanded soldiers in battle, could be a good commander of this army.

Xia Hong also couldn't assess whether Han Zhou, a man who had barely been to a military camp, could defeat a hundred enemies alone.

Now that the war is approaching, Xia Hong would rather take the risk of using young people than letting Xu Shenjun and Xia Ying lead the troops to fight.

If Han Zhou and Han Shu died on the battlefield, or if the Eastern Japanese attack was too powerful, Xia Hong would then seek other solutions.

He stood up from the dragon throne and issued an imperial decree: "Prime Minister Xun, draft an order immediately to order Han Shu and Han Zhou to be the chief and deputy generals respectively to lead the Tiger Power Army to the eastern border immediately."

"The Ministry of War will fully cooperate in raising armaments and integrating the military forces in the Eastern Territory. Anyone who dares to delay the raising of silver and armaments for the war against the Japanese will be executed immediately."

When the imperial edict came down, it had already revealed Xia Hongzhi's choice.

Marquis Zhongqin will stay in Shendu as a hostage, and Han Shu and his sister will lead their troops to the battle today to defend the dignity of our Great Xia territory.

Xia Hong is old now, and East Wo is a small country. Xia Hong cannot let it become the biggest stain during his reign.

The territory of Daxia could not be invaded by any barbarian tribes during his reign.

Everyone in the hall knelt on the ground, and the two ministers smiled and agreed to keep the peace, determined to do something that was two-faced.

There are so many soldiers and civilians in Daxia. If this batch dies, we can just recruit more soldiers. There is no need to spend money on this.

"To destroy the Japanese pirates, we must destroy their lair. To destroy their lair, we must have ships that can sail across the ocean. May I ask your Majesty, does the current Ministry of War have the power to build warships? Does the current Ministry of Revenue have the silver to build ships?"

Han Zhou asked this question. Compared with his brothers and sisters, he was more like a tiger born to fight in the jungle.

He didn't want to understand the intrigues of the court. He only cared about whether he could lead his soldiers to win the battle and bring it back alive.

When this question was asked, the smiles on the two ministers' faces froze for a moment.

Before the army moves, food and fodder should have been sent ahead. Now, as the situation is urgent, Han Shu and her brother can set out immediately. However, if they want to win the battle, warships and supplies are indispensable.

If it is missing or too little, the lives of tens of thousands of men of the Great Xia Dynasty will be lost.

If his son died, he could recruit more soldiers, but if Xia Hong lost his reputation, who could he ask for redemption?

"You two, sister and brother, go to the eastern border and first drive the Japanese out of our territory. Then, learn the Japanese shipbuilding techniques in the war. Build our warships as soon as possible and train our navy."

"All silver will be funded by the Ministry of Revenue, and all craftsmen's skills will be cultivated by the Ministry of War. If there is a problem with any of them, I will chop off their heads."

Xia Hong started to fight with real swords and guns, and cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two ministers.

The Minister of War kowtowed first, and tremblingly pointed out the difficulty: "Your Majesty, our dynasty has not thought about naval warfare for several years. I am afraid it will be difficult to find such a craftsman."

The Minister of Revenue was thinking about a book on shipbuilding expenses that he had casually flipped through last year, and raised his voice in an attempt to wake Xia Hong up from his current confused look.

"Last year, I happened to see the cost of building a ship. It was ridiculously high. Why not let the princess and the prince row the ship to the sea and see if they can win the battle?"

The Minister of War thought this was a good idea: "This cruise ship has quite a few people on it, and it won't sink in the water. We can try it first."

Xia Hong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his hands holding the dragon throne trembled uncontrollably: "Why don't you tell my soldiers to go and die?"

The original pride was swept away by the murderous intent revealed by Xia Hong at this moment. The two ministers were frightened and knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly and dared not say another word.

They did not get the position of Shangshu by their real ability, but got this position because of their merits of following the emperor.

It was these two who forced Marquis Zhongqin back to the capital.

Xia Hong knew how cunning these two Shangshu were: "Your eldest sons have served in the Imperial Guard for several years. I heard that they are now very capable. Let them accompany you on this expedition. When we return victorious, I will reward them generously."

We all prosper together, suffer together, and share the risks. Only then can we take this matter to heart.

Everyone took the order and left to do their own things, leaving only the Minister of Revenue sweating profusely under the Golden Palace.

Last year, there was a locust plague and drought at the same time. Not only did we not collect much tax, but we were also forced by Shen Jinmo to take a lot of silver from the national treasury for the subsequent resettlement.

The amount of money consumed by a war is even more severe than this kind of natural disaster.

What's more, this war requires building a navy that can cross the oceans from scratch.

Even though he had not calculated the account in detail, Minister Sun knew that the national treasury was currently unable to support the account, let alone raise the money for departure.

Xia Hong closed his eyes and rested. The Buddhist beads he had been holding in his hand when he was woken up from the bed were now colliding against his fingertips.

The king and his minister confronted each other in silence in the hall. One of them acted like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. After all, it was not his fault that he had no silver.

One is giving the other an opportunity to bow his head and confess his guilt first. Once he confesses, they are the king and his subject.

If they don't recognize each other, they will be separated by life and death in the future.

From the day the daughter of the Minister of Revenue married into the Eastern Palace, Xia Hong wanted to clean up the Ministry of Revenue.

The Buddhist beads were placed on the golden table. The sound of the collision between gold and jade carried the power of life and death, and it was the final ultimatum.

On that cold winter day, Minister Sun's cold sweat had soaked through his layers of cotton clothes and also soaked the jade floor where he was kneeling.