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"Don't worry, Master Imperial Master. I will hint at it in advance and prepare your majesty for it."

The old eunuch was anxious inside, and his usual smile was gone from his face.

As someone who was close to the person in power, he was used to erasing all his emotions. But facing Xu Changqing, he didn't dare to pretend at all.

"External troubles and internal worries." Xu Changqing summed it up in four words.

"Expanding the territory is your majesty's grand ambition. Daqing has been preparing for this for three years."

"Now that the salt issue has been settled and the treasury is full, if nothing unexpected happens, Your Majesty will not wait until next year."

The old eunuch smiled bitterly, "Even if His Majesty wanted to wait, his current body...would not allow him to do so."

"What does the Imperial Master mean? It's not appropriate to start a war now?"

If there are people in the world who could persuade Emperor Cheng not to launch a northern expedition and avoid losing their lives, they can be counted on three fingers, and in this room, there are two of them.

The old eunuch struggled to his death and said, "Is there no hope of winning?"

Although they were discussing national affairs, Xu Changqing was still there, slowly making tea. He only spoke after the new pot of tea was ready.

His tone was calm, yet revealed an indescribable danger. "Fight, and you will naturally win."

In a split second, an absurd guess suddenly occurred to the old eunuch, "Is your Majesty's life span almost over?"

It is said that people who come out of Piaomiao Mountain never predict the fortune of emperors. He felt bitter in his mouth and thought he was overthinking.

Xu Changqing raised his eyes and glanced at the confusion on his face. Not wanting to go any further into this matter, he continued with the original topic.

"Your Majesty has always wanted to march north to end the war with war, which is understandable. But the prerequisite is that Daqing has good weather and good harvests, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe."

This was already a clear indication. The old eunuch's face turned pale, his upper and lower lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word.

In order to prepare for the Northern Expedition, Daqing increased taxes and stored grain every year.

But if it is really as the national teacher said, then at that time, both the palm and the back of the hand will be flesh and blood. Your Majesty, will you choose great undertakings, or put the people in dire straits?

No wonder the Imperial Master said the time has not come yet.

His Majesty's health had been so bad since half a year ago that he had to summon the imperial physician at any time. If the Imperial Master really told him everything, it would only hasten the death of the Emperor.

The old eunuch was in a state of confusion and didn't know which direction he should think in order to make His Majesty feel better.

Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "The crown prince has been appointed, Master Imperial Master?"

Xu Changqing's face showed no sadness or joy, and his words were just like his usual way of being a man, leaving no room for ambiguity: "Every emperor has his own imperial teacher."

This was not the first time he had heard the same words. This was indeed the rule of Piaomiao Mountain.

But hearing these words again at this juncture, the old eunuch was so frightened that his legs went limp and he even held his breath.

No one knew better than him that Xu Changqing was the youngest person to pass Piaomiao Mountain. He was an exception, but also an insurmountable mountain.

How could the prince go up the mountain himself and choose a national teacher who was not as good as him?

In the past, it was said that outsiders would not participate in the succession of imperial power. Now, it is unknown how many years His Majesty can hold on, but Xu Changqing suddenly appeared...

The old eunuch did not dare to ask further, and only said that he was afraid that the emperor would wake up and look for him, so he said goodbye and left in a hurry. However, when he arrived at the palace gate, he saw the crown prince and the Minister of Agriculture waiting to see him.

The prince wanted to ask a few more questions, but he didn't expect the old eunuch to not stay for a moment. He just bowed and got into the car and left.

As expected, Xu Changqing only met with the Grand Minister of Agriculture.

The prince did not know what the two men talked about, but the next day, he received a report from his subordinates that the Minister of Agriculture had taken his men to Yongzhou Prefecture.

The Grand Minister of Agriculture was under the Ministry of Revenue and was considered the third in command of the Ministry. He was a full-fledged official of the imperial city and was not allowed to leave the imperial city without permission.

However, it is said that on the night when the Grand Minister of Agriculture met the Imperial Master, he left the imperial city overnight, holding a communication disc, and was escorted by palace guards.

During the years that Xu Changqing served as the Imperial Master, he never participated in the affairs of the court. Apart from presiding over sacrifices, he only cared about farming in the fields. This was known to all civil and military officials.

Daqing holds two sacrifices a year. Xu Changqing should not have appeared in the imperial city at this time and had not even been to the observatory.

The Observatory was built specifically for the imperial teacher to observe the night sky. It is rumored that only in the Observatory can one see the real imperial star.

Only a few people paid attention to the departure of the Grand Minister of Agriculture. After all, the return of the Imperial Master to the imperial city was the real thing worth paying attention to.

The prince's officials went in and out of the palace, discussing matters from morning till night.

From that day on, Xu Changqing lived the same secluded life in the palace as before.

It was not until half a month later, after the autumn taxes in various places had been deposited into the treasury, that Emperor Cheng proposed a northern expedition at a court meeting.

This incident was like a drop of water falling into an frying pan. The entire imperial city was instantly in a panic, and the atmosphere in the Ye family also became tense because of this.

In the end, Ye Xuan did not get to see the Holy Face alone.

But now he was also a member of the Emperor Cheng, and his status and position were naturally different. Even the place where his family rented was changed to a three-story courtyard.

He himself has become one of the ideal mates for the noble ladies from aristocratic families in the imperial city.

But compared with these illusory things, Ah Shu, who had been kneeling in the ancestral hall for a day and a night, was the one that gave him the most headache.

Seeing his father almost turning himself into a snail, he got even more headache.

"You're finally back. Did you stop Ashu?" Ye Xuan's father was also a hot-tempered man. He asked and scolded him at the same time, "You guys spoiled that bastard. Otherwise, how could he be so bold? He reported his name as soon as the imperial edict was issued."

"I told you before not to let him learn martial arts. Now, he has learned something wrong..."

Ye Xuan had been outside all day using his connections, but when he came home he couldn't even have a sip of water. Fortunately, the servant next to him was smart and asked the kitchen to bring him a bowl of noodles.

Having not eaten for a long time, he now had to take care of his internal organs first.

If your father feels comfortable with scolding you, he will naturally stop.

Sure enough, after he finished his bowl of noodles, Father Ye Xuan also sat quietly opposite him.

One still had to wash up after eating. These things were extremely particular in the imperial city. After Ye Xuan slowly tidied himself up, he waved his hand and asked the servants in the room to leave.

"The names have been reported to the palace, and no one can do anything about it."

"But Dad, don't worry. There is still room for maneuver. According to colleagues at the Censorate, the list of noble families reported this time will be reviewed and selected by His Majesty himself."

"Originally there were only 120 people, but now there are nearly 400 people who have signed up."