We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The next morning, at the court meeting.

After all the ministers saluted in unison, they subconsciously looked towards the dragon throne and were all stunned.

Why does the emperor's face look a little dark today?

He shouldn't be in a bad mood. Judging from the emperor's brow, he seems to be in a good mood.

It's literally black, like Tan Feng was sprinkled on the face.

Before the ministers could figure out what was going on, the court meeting had already begun. Emperor Qing asked Huang Jin to circulate the battle report sent by Li Che.

Gasps of shock were heard, and the oxygen content in the entire Xuan Zheng Hall was reduced by half.

His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince has won another battle?

And this time, it was the Khitan who won? !

The Prince of Yan, whose military achievements are almost as great as those of the Yan vassal state, is already the leader among all the vassal kings, right?

Even among the founding military dukes and marquises, some did not have such great military achievements!

As the ministers sighed, they subconsciously turned their gaze to a pillar in the hall.

This is really unpredictable.

Then he realized that this behavior was inappropriate and quickly shifted his attention to the civil official in front, the right prime minister Huo Tao.

Some people looked envious.

It was originally thought that the Right Prime Minister was forced by His Majesty to stand on the side of the weaker Sixth Prince, and the ministers had some sympathy for this old minister.

But I didn't expect that I was in the third layer, while the right prime minister was in the atmosphere.

This old fox clearly had the ability to judge people. He saw early on that the Sixth Prince had unlimited potential and held original shares.

The Sixth Prince has expanded the territory and inherited Your Majesty's military strategy. He is clearly the favorite to compete for that position!

Huo Tao remained calm and let his ministers murmur while he remained as steady as a rock.

He just looked at Emperor Qing on the stage with some confusion.

No, I don't know what's going on either! Didn't Your Majesty ask me to side with the Sixth Prince?

Before, the Sixth Prince had no chance of inheriting the throne, and the old ministers were ready to lay down.

How come the Sixth Prince suddenly rose up and defeated the Khitan again?

Also, isn't this Sixth Prince too skilled in combat? How could he have assembled such an elite force in just six months to defeat the Khitan Wolf Riders?

Besides, he is still young. If he continues to develop outside the Great Wall for a few more years, won’t he eventually attack the Shiwei people?

Wait, what if the Shiwei people are also defeated? Further north is the Far North. Are there any countries there?

Emperor Qing felt extremely relieved when he saw the expressions of his ministers below the stage.

That's right. Lao Liu's battle record is too exaggerated. I can't just be shocked by it. Otherwise, where will I put my face?

When the discussion subsided and the ministers were about to offer their collective congratulations, Emperor Qing suddenly interrupted them:

"No hurry. I have a letter from the Khitan Khan Yelu Daha here. Please pass it around among you, my dear ministers."

As soon as Yelu Dahe's letter of peace was distributed, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

In the eyes of the Daqing officials, the fawning words and the humble and cowardly tone were like reading a brainless and refreshing novel.

A stream of heat came out from the abdominal cavity, and even the cold that had troubled Ding for many years was cured.

"How shameless of you to call Your Majesty the Holy King and Father?" A civil official widened his eyes.

Some people covered their mouths and laughed secretly, thinking to themselves: "Is this guy smart or stupid? He can't beat his son, so he comes to find his father."

Another minister was speechless and said, "This Yelu Dahe is also a great leader. Why does he speak like a woman in the boudoir?"

"Hahaha, this general is dying of laughter. This Yelu Dahe seems to be a coward." A burly general laughed and pointed at Huang Jin standing beside him. "Look, even Eunuch Huang is more courageous than this Yelu Dahe!"

Huang Jin was almost pissed to death by this idiot, but since Emperor Qing was smiling, he could only force a smile of agreement.

For a moment, the court was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The only one who couldn't laugh was the prince standing in the front, dressed in a dragon robe.

The more outstanding Li Che is, the more he looks like a clown.

But he was numb and just stared at the hole on the pillar in the hall silently, wondering why Li Che didn't just crash to death that day?

Everyone circulated it through and discussed it freely for a while before Emperor Qing got down to business.

"Prince Feng achieved remarkable success, capturing two cities and gaining control of a large area of ​​territory outside the Great Wall."

"What do you think, my dear ministers, should be the reward?"

The ministers bowed their heads in thought for a moment, then said in unison, "It is Your Majesty's decision."

No one wants to get involved in this kind of thing where a father rewards his son.

Emperor Qing nodded. Originally, he asked the ministers just to go through the formalities. He had already thought about the rewards yesterday.

Li Che asked for everything in the letter, but I certainly couldn't give him everything, so I could only pick out what he needed most.

For this purpose, Emperor Qing specially summoned the messenger from Feng State and asked him what Feng State lacked.

The messenger had already received instructions from Li Che, so he spoke in a miserable manner, saying that the people were suffering terribly, the barbarians bullied them from time to time, and the children were naked and pale.

But when Emperor Qing asked him what he needed most, this guy actually scratched the back of his head and told Emperor Qing that he needed people the most.

Emperor Qing was so angry that he laughed on the spot. You can’t even get enough food in Fengguo, and you’re still short of people?

However, Emperor Qing also understood that this sixth brother was probably trying to please him, and Fengguo would never be as miserable as he said.

Since we are short of people, it will be easy.

Daqing has had bad luck in recent years, with disasters occurring in various places. The resettlement of disaster victims is a big problem.

It was just the right time to relocate the disaster victims there, solving the court's problem and helping Lao Liu a lot.

"Well, I have decided to reward the king with 100,000 dan of rice, 10,000 taels of silver, and a certain amount of cloth, utensils, spices, tools, and carriages and horses."

"Feng State captured two cities, but there were no people left to farm. They relocated 50,000 refugees, disaster victims, and slaves from the north to become Feng State citizens!"

"Food, clothing, and shelter during the migration journey are all provided by the local counties until they are handed over after leaving Shanhaiguan."

The ministers looked up at the emperor, but no one objected.

The gold, silver and grain were just extras. As for other things like cloth, although they were said to be some, in reality the journey was difficult and not much could be delivered.

However, this population of 50,000 is really a lot.

However, there are disasters everywhere now, and it is indeed difficult to resettle refugees.

But I don’t know if King Feng can support so many people. If I send people there, they will drag down Fengdi.

After the announcement of the reward for Li Che, the matter concerning Fengguo came to an end.

The ruler and his ministers of Daqing discussed some other matters, and when no one submitted any more memorials, they prepared to leave the court.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Qing spoke up: "Prince Feng gave me a formula, which is exactly the black gunpowder mentioned in the battle report."

When these words were spoken, the civil officials showed no interest, but the military generals became excited.

A military general who is qualified to attend court meetings naturally has a nose for war.

This black powder has a magnificent record in battle. If it weren't for the boasting of King Feng and the deliberate exaggeration of Yelu Dahe, it might very well be a real weapon of war.

"I wish to establish a department called the Gunpowder Department, independent of the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War."

Upon hearing this, the generals were immediately deflated.

They are independent of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Works, so the Gunpowder Bureau must be managed by Your Majesty personally, and they have no chance.

Emperor Qing swept his gaze over everyone and finally stopped at Huo Tao.

"Mr. Huo?"

"The minister is here."

"Although your Sanlang holds a position, he doesn't have any proper job, right? How about we leave this matter to him?"

"This..." Huo Tao looked at Emperor Qing in astonishment.

He is already a high-ranking official, and his eldest son will definitely take over his position in the future. His second son, Huo Duanxiao, has just made great contributions by following His Royal Highness the Prince.

If such an important position as the Gunpowder Bureau is given to Huo Duanli, wouldn’t his family’s power be too great?

"I think that black gunpowder was invented by the king, and that the two children had some interactions when Duanli went outside the customs."

"If the gunpowder research and development doesn't go smoothly, it would be more convenient to let Duanli communicate with Prince Feng."

Having said that, Huo Tao had no choice but to accept the order: "I thank you on behalf of my son."

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to Duanli. Let him come to the palace tomorrow." Emperor Qing smiled. "Duanli is old enough to get married, and the princesses are also old enough."

Huo Tao quickly thanked him again: "It's all up to your majesty."

The ministers watched from the side and knew that His Majesty was going to tie the Huo family to the royal family.

That’s right, after all, black powder is such an important thing, how can it be handed over to outsiders?

After the court meeting ended, officials left in groups of three or four, and the hall became empty.

Only the prince remained standing there, staring at the pillar in silence and blankness.

Huang Jin frowned when he saw this, and walked up to him and whispered, "Your Highness, Your Highness?"

"Ah?" The prince suddenly woke up, "Is he dead? Is Li Che dead?!"

Huang Jin's face darkened. "Your Highness is overworked and talking nonsense. I am here to remind you that the court meeting has ended and you can return to the East Palace."

The prince then returned to reality and looked up at Huang Jin like a zombie.

"Eastern Palace?" The Crown Prince said with a forced smile, "Why do I feel that the Eastern Palace isn't in the imperial capital, and that the Prince Feng's Mansion in Chaoyang City is the real Eastern Palace?"