On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

"Prime Minister, you don't know this. The Northeast Plain is vast and rich in resources, with fertile black soil. You can harvest whatever you sow. We just need to tell the people that anyone willing to go to the Northeast will be given 100 mu of land per person. There will be no taxes for the first three years! I think the people will be willing to go."

"One hundred acres of land per person? Is there such a big place?" Sima Zhong's eyes almost popped out.

The people of Qian Country were crowded and the land was barren. Even if God was kind and there were good harvests year after year, people could only barely get enough to eat.

Why? Besides the exploitation by the aristocratic landlords, there was simply too little arable land.

"Hahahaha, Prime Minister, you don't know, the Northeast is huge. If we occupied it all, it would probably be as vast as four Daqian!"

"Ah... hehe." Sima Zhong laughed bitterly. "I was ignorant, but today I've really broadened my horizons. Your Majesty, I second your proposal!"

"Alright!" Murong Yan made the final decision. "Let's do as the prince says. Draft an edict! Appoint Lu Yiming as the Grand Administrator of the Northeast Road. All the troops of the Territory and Guards must be stationed in the Northeast. Let Wang Peng return to the capital immediately."

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

All the ministers bowed down.

Murong Yan was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. Suddenly, she felt the beard on her upper lip was a little loose, so she quickly touched it again.

This action is somewhat like a loser looking at a beautiful woman.

At this moment, Liu Kaiwei said again: "Your Majesty, I have another memorial to make."

"My dear, please tell me."

"Your Majesty, Qinghe County has been under fierce attack from Southern Chu for several days. The fighting on the front lines is intense, and we need to speed up the transportation of grain."

"Hmm." Murong Yan nodded. "This matter must not be delayed. My dear Lord Gu, I order you to immediately allocate food to support the front line."

Although the Gu family was ruined, Gu Zhongman was still serving as the Minister of Revenue, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that his tenure was almost over.

Murong Yan has already sent three ministers recommended by Lin Zhenxian to the Ministry of Revenue for training. It seems that within a year, he will be demoted or retire.

So Gu Zhongman now just lives his life as a monk rings the bell. He doesn't want to care about many things, nor does he dare to care about them.

If he cares too much, the Hundred Cavalry Division will come to investigate immediately; if he cares less, he will be more relaxed.

At this moment, Gu Zhongman walked out of the team with a bitter face.

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Revenue no longer has much surplus grain."

"What?" Murong Yan frowned slightly. "It's just after the autumn harvest, why is there no food?"

"Your Majesty, it's true that Guanzhong has a good harvest this year, but Liaodong has suffered from floods, and the fields have been completely destroyed. New grain has been shipped in large quantities to support the people of Liaodong, and now the Ministry of Revenue is really stretched to its limits."

"What nonsense! Even if we support Liaodong, how could we use up all the food? Could it be that you..." Murong Yan started to think about corruption again.

That makes sense, after all, the valley is full of people with criminal records.

However, upon hearing this, Gu Zhongman was so frightened that he dropped to his knees: "Your Majesty! I am innocent!"

He was really wronged.

Ever since the Gu family incident, the word corruption has become a taboo for all officials. They dare not even think about it but take it.

Murong Yan even resorted to drastic measures, chopping off anyone's hands or feet regardless of who it was.

As mentioned earlier, although the Daqian region has had bumper harvests year after year, due to the scarcity of fertile land, grain production is very low, and the people can barely get enough to eat. Furthermore, with both the war and disaster relief this year, it is normal for the Ministry of Revenue to be in deficit.

Liu Kaiwei knew this very well, so he did not make things difficult for him and stood up to speak a fair word.

"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with Lord Gu. This year's grain and fodder tax revenue is the same as last year, but there are too many domestic issues this year, with wars and floods, so it's normal for the Ministry of Revenue to be without food."

Murong Yan still believed what Liu Kaiwei said, so she ignored Gu Zhongman and asked, "Then how can we support the front line?"

Lin Zhenxian said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. Lin Zhen has his own way to get food."

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan's eyebrows were no longer just frowned, but raised upside down!

What does it mean to have your own way?

What if there is no other way?

Are you making fun of my husband again?

"No! How can the soldiers fight without food? We must find a way, Prime Minister."

Sima Zhong stepped forward and said, "I am here."

"I order you to issue a notice immediately, asking the people to donate food voluntarily. All collected food must be transported to the front line! Anyone who dares to embezzle this food will have his head!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

These words frightened all the civil and military officials so much that no one dared to speak again. At the same time, everyone could see that Murong Yan doted on Lin Zhen.

No, this is not pampering, this is already spoiling.

At this moment, a scout suddenly ran in from outside the door.

"His Majesty!!"

"Your Majesty! Great victory in Qinghe County!"

"What?" Murong Yan stood up excitedly.

Lin Zhenxian and all the ministers turned around at the same time.

But the detective ran in breathlessly, knelt on his knees, and presented a secret letter with both hands.

"Your Majesty! A great victory in Qinghe County! Our army has beheaded 20,000 and captured 10,000. Southern Chu has begun its retreat! General Zhou Ze led the cavalry in a pursuit for hundreds of miles, leaving corpses strewn across the field. General Zheng Sanshan led the infantry in the advance. Currently, Yucheng, Qihe, and Changqing counties are in our hands. The Crown Prince led the charge, personally guarding the city tower, but was wounded by a stray arrow."

The ministers burst into thunderous laughter.

"Oh my God!"

"Your Majesty! This is a great victory!"

"Your Majesty! Since the late emperor ascended the throne, our dynasty has not expanded its territory for decades! And yet, this year alone, we have blossomed simultaneously in the north and south! This shows that our country's destiny is being revived!"

"This is great news!"

Murong Yan also clenched her fists excitedly.

That’s right, as the ministers said, Daqian has been cowardly for too many years.

The Southern Chu State threatened us at every turn, and the Wei State in the west was also eyeing us covetously and invading the border for years.

Even South Korea, which is sandwiched between the seven countries, does not take Daqian seriously.

Finally, this country that was on the verge of collapse finally got a chance to show its strength in its own hands!

But what Murong Yan is most concerned about now is whether Lin Zhen’s injury is serious.

"Is Lin Zhen seriously injured?"

"The Crown Prince is fine and has already led his troops south."

"No!" Murong Yan made a prompt decision, "Lin Zhen must come back to recuperate, Your Majesty!"

Lin Zhenxian walked out of the queue with an expressionless face.

It seemed as if it was not his grandson who won the battle, and it seemed as if there was nothing surprising about his grandson winning such a great victory.

"His Majesty."

"Now that Nanchu is no longer capable of anything, I order you to immediately take Lin Zhen's place and replace him."

"what?"

It's just a minor injury...not that serious, right?

Remember that I survived even though I had twenty arrows stuck in my body?

"Your Majesty, changing commanders during a battle is a major military taboo. I beg Your Majesty to reconsider."

"I've thought it over! Lin Zhen must come back to recuperate!"

"This..." The ministers looked at each other.

I know His Majesty dotes on Lin Zhen, but he shouldn't dote on her to this extent, right? He'd ask to come back just for a minor injury.

This is too pretentious.

Moreover, His Majesty’s favor towards Lin Zhen is abnormal!

It’s not that Lin Zhenxian is unwilling to go to the battlefield. On the contrary, he is quite happy to charge into battle, but this is not good for Lin Zhen.

But the emperor's edict had to be obeyed, so Lin Zhenxian had no choice but to nod.

"I obey your order." After saying this, he walked out of the Golden Palace with brisk steps.

Murong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No one knew that when the scout said that Lin Zhen was injured, her heart was almost broken.

"Hand over the secret letter!"

Murong Wushe took the secret letter and placed it on Murong Yan's dragon desk.

She couldn't wait to open it and found two letters inside.

One letter was signed by Lin Zhen, the Grand Administrator of South China and Marshal of the Three Guards.

The other letter was signed with only the two words "Lin Zhen".

It can be seen that different signatures represent Lin Zhen’s different positions.

"Good! Good! Good! Hahahahaha, you are worthy of being my subject, worthy of being the prince's grandson!" Murong Yan said, waving the secret letter in her hand, "My dear ministers, Lin Zhen explained in the letter that Zheng Sanshan has taken Linyi, which is the granary of the Southern Chu army! We don't have to worry about food anymore! Hahahaha."

"I congratulate Your Majesty! The Crown Prince's achievements this time are no less than those of the Prince in his past!"

"Your Highness, at such a young age, dares to lead the troops. This feat is truly worthy of our emulation!"

"With the prince and Lin Zhen here, your majesty will soon become the greatest emperor of all time and unify the world!"

"Hahahaha." Feeling the sincere flattery from the ministers, Murong Yan laughed heartily.

"That's all for today, let's adjourn!"

......

Murong Yan was still unable to calm down her excitement after returning to the bedroom, so she hurriedly opened another letter from Lin Zhen.

However, there was only a short sentence on it: "Be good and wait for me to come home, baby."

"Bah!" Murong Yan threw the letter on the dressing table with a red face and spat at it: "Who is your baby!"

"Your Majesty." Musk Moon walked in from outside the door, "Empress Sima and Empress Gu are requesting an audience outside the palace."

"Let them in."

"Yes."

Musk Moon's voice was very soft and she seemed very reserved as she slowly walked out of the hall.

Soon, Sima Chunlei and Gu Zhen walked in together.

Now one of them is a noble concubine and the other is Ning Fei.

The two of them were half a level apart in rank, but they had a very good relationship and could be said to be like sisters.

Especially after Sima Chunlei knew that Gu Zhen could not feel pain, she took even greater care of her.

The reason why there was no palace fight was because Sima Chunlei had already gotten what she wanted; and Gu Zhen was a person of calm and elegant temperament, and it made no difference to her whether she was a queen or a concubine.

One gets it and the other is unwilling to snatch it. Without conflict of interest, the relationship is naturally harmonious.

Most importantly, Her Majesty is a woman.

So their real husband is Lin Zhen. Fighting for him is just to gain benefits for the Lin family, which is not worth it.

At this time, they did not know that Murong Yan and Lin Zhen had developed a further relationship. They walked into the hall and knelt down in front of Murong Yan's back.

"My concubine joins Your Majesty."

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"How come you two have time to come here?"

Sima Chunlei stood up and walked to Murong Yan.

"Your Majesty, since you have asked me to lead the harem, I naturally dare not slack off. I have something to report to you."

"Go ahead."

Murong Yan turned around, and at that moment Sima Chunlei saw the letter on the dressing table.

Lin Zhen.

She lowered her head with secret joy, thinking about asking later.

"Your Majesty, Miss Huanhuan...is not feeling well. She said she wants to see you."