The general's wife took her child on the road to exile

In the imperial capital of the Dayu Dynasty, the palace walls were majestic, and a red door with a copper-knobbed beast was standing in front of the door with a frightening look. A large copper ring was hung in the beast's mouth.

In front of the gate stood a team of blue-clad, black-armored Jinwu guards, holding spears in their hands. The guards stood in a row, their eyes unblinking. Behind them was a path paved with lapis lazuli lotus-shaped tiles...

The glazed tiles of the imperial capital are dazzling and the golden-red tiles are solemn and majestic in the sun.

A group of eunuchs walked in again. Their leader was wearing a black robe with large green cherry blossoms embroidered with gold and silver threads. His face was enchanting and charming, more beautiful than a woman's.

On that face as white as jade, there was a pair of phoenix eyes, a high nose and thin lips, and he had a graceful and noble demeanor. He walked slowly forward with a very steady step, and it was obvious at first glance that he was a martial arts master.

They walked over, and the two men behind the Black Armor Jinwu Guards looked at each other and made a gesture.

A group of high-flying birds were circling in the sky, changing their formation, sometimes in a line, sometimes in a V-shape, and after a while they formed a circle.

The palace was quiet. The ladies from various palaces were eating, sleeping, or chatting together in the back hall.

In the Qiqian Palace, Emperor Qilian Xiaotian was wearing an apricot-yellow imperial robe with a coiled dragon pattern, and he was sitting on the throne.

He looked at the ministers below with gloomy eyes, and said coldly: "If you can't even solve this matter, what use do I have for you?"

His voice was hoarse, his face was frosty, and his eyes were flashing with anger and dissatisfaction towards them.

When he got angry, the ministers kneeling at the jade steps looked at each other and no one dared to speak.

The pale-faced Prime Minister Shen Sinian stood there with his eyes lowered and remained silent. He was very tall and his official robe was a little short.

Prime Minister Shen had long noticed the performance of his ministers. He was thinking about where to get the money. Recently, Emperor Qilian Xiaotian's temper had been unpredictable, ever since the national treasury was stolen.

The treasury in the palace was looted by a thief, and even his own mansion and the prince's mansion were looted as well, leaving them empty.

For a moment, Shen Sinian's facial muscles twitched a few times. He couldn't control his anger. He stood there breathing a little heavily, with a cold look in his eyes...

A dark light flashed in his eyes, and he was thinking about what happened last time.

The fifth prince Qi Lianwu, wearing a dark red python robe and licking his belly, looked at the ministers and the generals with his small triangular eyes.

Qi Lianwu secretly complained, "These guys will be my subjects in the future, but now they dare to ignore me when they see me. Humph, you just wait..."

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes. His hand touched the secret buckle in the jade belt around his waist, wondering how many months it would take for him to seize the throne.

Not far from him stood the tall Third Prince Qilian He in a black python robe. He had a solemn look on his face, with a flickering light in his eyes.

He was still thinking about what his wife had said to him. She told Qi Lianhe what his father-in-law thought of him and what everyone thought of him.

Everyone agreed that he was a bit stupid. He gave up his position as a prince and did not work hard to become an emperor. Instead, he spent all day either obsessed with growing flowers or taking care of pets, which was not like a prince.

At this moment, he looked at his fifth brother's short and fat body and the calculating look on his face. Qilian He thought again that he was like a big fool, stupid and foolish.

Many times, I seemed to have become my fifth brother's gun.

The third prince Qilian He finally came to his senses. He decided to fight for the chair. He also wanted to be the crown prince.

The current crown prince is only temporary, and it is hard to say whether he can ascend the throne in the future.

He knew that Brother Wu had a strong desire for this world, and he knew that his fifth brother had a strong desire for this world.

He also knew that his fifth brother had played a role in the exile of General Gu Yiheng.

Gu Yiheng was originally the iron-willed god of war of the Dayu Dynasty. He had done nothing wrong, but the fifth brother insisted on calling him a traitor. The fifth brother was full of twisted logic.

Later, the outcome was already like this, and his father agreed. Even the third prince Qilian He was unable to reverse the situation. Now he understood why his father agreed, because his father was afraid of the Gu family and Gu Yiheng was too powerful.

If Gu Yiheng rebelled at this time, his father would have no way to check and control him.

The royal family gave the Gu family too much power.

Losing Gu Yiheng means that their Dayu Dynasty no longer has a god of war. If there is another foreign invasion, it will be extremely dangerous. Who can go? No one can go.

At this moment, there has been a rebellion in the Western Wilderness, and three cities have been lost.

The third prince thought that if Gu Yiheng was in the court at this time, it would be a different outcome.

But now that Gu Yiheng is not here, who can be the general to lead the expedition to the Western Wilderness?

He couldn't help but think of General Gu in fine clothes, riding a horse, and holding a silver robe and spear.

Qilian He sighed secretly. He really wanted to get to know Gu Yiheng, but unfortunately, his fifth brother interfered and he could no longer maintain his relationship with Gu Yiheng.

After all, he and his fifth brother are both princes. In Gu Yiheng's eyes, they may be in the same group.

Censor Li Chanmin was wearing an official robe and standing there with a solemn look.

He had a thin face and the robe looked very out of place on him, as if he would have to run away if a gust of wind blew. Everyone was afraid of him because he seemed to have a mouth of steel.

As soon as he opens his mouth, the minister will be in trouble and will be removed from his official position by Qilian Xiaotian.

Now all the ministers are afraid of the Censor Li Chanmin. Those who stand with him stay away from him, for fear that they might offend him in some way and be reported by him.

General Wei Chuyuan of Wuwei walked up to the emperor and bowed to Qilian Xiaotian.

He said, "Your Majesty, there are frequent reports of wars. Please send troops to the border of the Western Wilderness. Three cities have been lost there. They are in urgent need of troops to quell the rebellion. Who should be sent?"

When Qilian Xiaotian heard this, his heart ached. Alas, he sighed in his heart. If Gu Yiheng was still here, then of course it would be Gu Yiheng who would go. Now that he has been exiled, who else could go?

Think about it, those generals are not very strong, it would be a failure if they go.

Qilian Xiaotian was frowning at the moment, and he looked at all the ministers and said, "My dear ministers, who among you have any newcomers with strong combat capabilities? See if you can promote him.

Send another old general to follow him to fight.

At this time, a general in blue clothes said, "I know a man who can lift a thousand pounds with his arms. He is very powerful, but he has just joined the army and is not appreciated for his talent. How about letting him go?"

Qilian Xiaotian was overjoyed when he heard this: "Quick...quickly ask him to come to the palace, so I can take a look myself."

At the foot of the jade steps, a man coughed twice, then came out trembling and saluted the emperor.

He said: "I have a son, and I am willing to send him to the battlefield."

When Qilian Xiaotian saw that it was him, he thought to himself that this child should be good in martial arts, and if he was sent, he might be able to win a war, but he was unwilling to do so.

He thought for a moment and said, "Old dear, you are already so old, your child is not fit to go to the battlefield. Let him stay in my guard and train first."

The old minister looked at Emperor Qilian Xiaotian with his cloudy eyes at the steps below. He cursed in his heart: "You old thief, you are bent on suppressing me and even forbid my children to go to the battlefield. You are afraid of Gu Yiheng and lost our God of War. You want to destroy the country."

Although he cursed in his heart, he did not show it on his face. He smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After he stepped down...

Several ministers at the jade steps reported their difficulties to Emperor Qilian Xiaotian one by one.

Yu Kun from the Ministry of Revenue emphasized that the Ministry of Revenue had no money and needed funding from the emperor, otherwise it would not be able to support the army?

Si Yujin from the Ministry of Rites said, "The emperor is going to choose a concubine soon. How can he choose without money?"

Li Shanghua from the Ministry of Justice stepped forward and said directly: "We are short of people in the Ministry of Justice recently. I hope the emperor will send me a deputy. I am too busy. The prison of the Ministry of Justice is now overcrowded.

The prison needs to be expanded, and money is needed. The Ministry of Revenue won’t give me money, so what should I do? The prison is full, and I can’t just tie them up in the yard in the open air.”

When it comes to money, Emperor Qilian Xiaotian of the Dayu Dynasty frowned.

Ever since the treasury was stolen last time, the government's finances are now empty. Queen Qilian Xiaotian has collected taxes several times again, and now the people are resentful.

Qilian Xiaotian thought about it, his eyes twinkled as he said, "I will take the lead in donating money. I will first donate 3 taels of silver to build a building for the Ministry of Justice's prison."

After Qilian Xiaotian said this, the ministers below were dumbfounded. The emperor himself donated 300 taels, so they had to donate.

Prime Minister Shen gritted his teeth and donated two hundred taels.

The fifth prince gritted his teeth in hatred and donated two hundred taels.

The princes all donated several hundred taels.

The rest were the ministers, each of whom had to donate at least fifty taels.

The minister who was writing the donation bill was too busy, so two Jinwu Guards were beside him helping him sort the bills bit by bit.