"Your Majesty is kind and considerate." Liu Yan sighed. "Before, Commander Yang often told me that your Majesty was kind and considerate, and I often mentioned the incident in Mingdao Palace to show that I had known about it for a long time, but I didn't expect that I still...still...made your Majesty laugh at me."
"I am ashamed." Lin Jingmo lowered his head helplessly.
"Let's take it one step at a time!" Zhao Jiu shook his head again. "I'm not saying this to let you brag about it, but I feel heavy in my heart and hate myself for not being able to set an example and only letting others die in vain, so I feel a little ashamed... Two soldiers!"
"I am here!"
“Yes!”
Wanqi Xie and Hu Hongxiu, who were listening intently, quickly stood up in embarrassment.
"Go tell the two prime ministers that I have made up my mind and ordered Han Shizhong to go north to Yancheng!" Zhao Jiu said directly without even turning his head. "As for me, I will get back to you later!"
"yes!"
“Yes!”
The two of them shook their heads, saluted quickly, and then hurried away.
Just like that, not to mention that Emperor Zhao, who had seen too much military intelligence and drank too much Huanghua wine in the past few days, was rarely sad, let's just say that on the other side, Hu Hongxiu and Wanqi Xie hurried down the mountain, turned the corner, looked up and saw Emperor Zhao still looking into the distance with his hands behind his back, and they also had their own thoughts.
For example, Wanqi Xie, this official was thought to be young after all, and was forced by the cruel war to become self-destructive, and even to have an attitude of living for the moment... Such things have always been common throughout history... But unexpectedly, he did not lose his basic momentum from beginning to end, he was just a little too soft-hearted.
And this does not seem to be a problem for an official who was born into a feudal family and is only 22 years old this year. On the contrary, he can be called a "benevolent ruler."
As for Han Shizhong's decision to go north ahead of schedule, it was a new thing for others, but for the newcomers in the Privy Council, it was discussed very early on and was not worth mentioning.
However, there was still a major gain today, which was the poem that Emperor Zhao pointed out was "appropriate for the scene"... "I pity the chrysanthemums in my hometown from afar, they should bloom beside the battlefield"... Isn't it talking about the war in Tokyo? And the Emperor's final decision to let Han Shizhong lead the Huaixi Army into Shunchang Prefecture in advance, isn't it consistent with the Emperor's mentality of caring about his hometown in Tokyo?
But the question is, didn’t the emperor fall into the well and forget everything? How could he still cherish the chrysanthemums in his hometown?
"Brother Yuanzhong (Wanqi Xie's pen name), when the emperor fell into the well that day, did he really forget the past or was he just pretending to forget?" At this moment, Hu Hongxiu couldn't help but blurt out.
Wanqi Xie stopped and looked at the person beside him, speechless for a moment... Can I say this out loud? Can't I just keep it in my heart? Haven't I caused enough trouble today?
Hu Hongxiu was about to say something when he saw this, but Wanqi Xie stamped his feet repeatedly and ran down the mountain as if escaping.
At the same time, Emperor Zhao had no idea that the poem he casually wrote out of emotion about the devastation of the people's livelihood by the war had actually aroused the thoughts of the two Privy Council officials... He looked at the horizon for a long time, but it seemed vast and boundless. Finally, the alcohol started to get to him, so he turned around and slowly walked down the mountain.
PS: Good night everyone, have a good meal this weekend...
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