Qiao Jing's expression was very calm, without any fluctuation at all.

It was like listening to a stranger thing.

He was well aware of the emperor's changes.

When I was young, I also thought about living a good life with the emperor.

But he has never been one to swallow his anger.

He will take revenge.

He will not let go of either the Concubine Shu or the Emperor.

Qing Ling knelt beside the couch and massaged Qiao Jing's legs.

"Queen, Peiyun has already brought your words to the Prime Minister yesterday. The Prime Minister said that you just need to do it and leave the rest to him. He will convince the civil and military officials."

Qiao Jing pointed to a low stool not far away and said, "Sit on the stool. What else has the emperor done recently?"

Qing Ling carried a stool to the side of the couch and continued to massage Qiao Jing's legs: "Not long after you fell into the water, the emperor issued a policy to increase taxes. He said that the war was intense and the soldiers on the border had no food to eat. The increase in taxes was for the soldiers on the border."

Qiao Jing frowned in disgust when he heard this: "Ridiculous."

"The emperor has really gone backwards. He has been on the throne for two years. There is no shortage of beauties in the harem. The emperor sleeps on a different concubine's bed almost every night, but he has never gotten pregnant with any of them. This really makes me feel disappointed."

Qing Ling understood what Qiao Jing meant.

"Your Majesty, if we pass on our heirs through our clan relatives, I'm afraid the Emperor will not agree."

Qiao Jing finished the medicine and wiped his lips with a handkerchief. "It's not up to him. Aren't those stubborn ministers in the court often asking the imperial physician to see patients recently? Let the people in the imperial hospital inadvertently reveal the news that the emperor can't have children."

Qing Ling: "I will arrange it right away."

Qiao Jing: "By the way, spread the news among the people. The emperor increased taxes in order to build a palace for his favorite concubine. The queen tried to persuade the emperor, but the emperor and his favorite concubine jointly pushed her into the pool and forbade anyone to rescue her. Don't let anyone find out when you spread the news."

Qing Ling stood up and made arrangements: "I will do it right away."

Qiao Jing opened the box on the couch, took out a silver ingot and put it in Qing Ling's hand: "Buy you a set of new clothes from Yueying Pavilion."

Qing Ling was very happy to feel the heavy silver in his hand.

Qing Ling: My queen was good in every way except that she had poor eyesight. She fell in love with that bastard emperor Bailisheng. When the queen appointed a crown prince, she replaced that bastard emperor.

My queen is kind, generous and generous. That dog emperor is simply not worthy of my queen.

When Guifeng arrived in the county, it was already dark.

The lights were still on in Xuantian Pavilion, and there were a few diners eating on the first floor.

Guifeng walked behind the counter, took the account book from the shopkeeper and took a look at it.

Xuantian Pavilion’s profits are pretty good.

Gui Feng looked through the account book for a while, then returned it to the shopkeeper and asked him to keep a careful record of the accounts.

Just as he was about to go to the basement, Kong Qing came down from the building: "Master, a distinguished guest came upstairs and said he wanted to settle some matters. Please go and take a look."

Guifeng: "What kind of distinguished guest is this?"

Kong Qing: "Looking at his badge and attire, if I'm not mistaken, he should be a general."

"This place is not far from the border. Even if a message is transmitted, it won't spread so quickly. Are you sure you have spotted it?"

Kong Qing followed Gui Feng up to the third floor: "I saw it clearly. The general should be returning to the border from the capital and passing through our Luoxia County."

Guifeng pushed open the door and went in.

There is a screen in the reception area, separating the guests from them.

The screen allows them to see what is happening on the guest's side from their side.

But the guests couldn't see clearly from here.

Guifeng saw through the screen, and on the other side was a person wearing somewhat damaged armor.

An old general with gray hair and a haggard face.

Although he is old, his back is still straight.

The worry between his brows just wouldn't go away.

Gui Feng: "What do you want?"

Mu Song listened to Gui Feng's voice and knew that the person now was not the same person just now.

I think this person should be the real owner of this store.

Mu Song is now trying to save a dying horse.

He had set out for the capital a month ago to personally ask for food and military supplies.

The new emperor was incompetent and refused to approve it, and the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue also tried to smooth things over.

If they don't get paid, don't get food and fodder, and don't get equipment for the soldiers, how can they fight?

Walked here, heard about a new store opened, know a lot of things, just pay the corresponding price.

Mu Song: "I want to ask if the Pavilion Master has a map of the enemy's deployment."

Gui Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "General, do you want it?"

Mu Song's eyes lit up when he heard this: "The Pavilion Master has it?"

The new emperor was incompetent and the only thing he did in the war was to cede cities.

He has no courage at all. The country will fall into his hands sooner or later.

Guifeng: "Do you have any enemy items? Even enemy soldier clothes will do."

Mu Song was a little puzzled: "No, what does the master want to do this for?"

Gui Feng: "With this, I can calculate it for you. General, do you have anything else to say?"

When Mu Song heard this, his face was full of dismay.

Mu Song: What am I thinking? If the enemy's defense map could be so easy to obtain, why would we have to wait until now?

He stood up and tried to leave.

As soon as he stood up, Gui Feng stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, General. Do you want to see the lost territory recovered in your later years?"

Mu Song's voice was somewhat sad: "What can you do if you think about it? It's still the same result, and the result is always failure."

Gui Feng stood up and came out from behind the screen: "The law stipulates that if the court does not provide military pay for five years, the army can completely disobey the court's orders. General, your army has been like this for four years."

Mu Song was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gui Feng with a vigilant look: "How did you know that?"

Gui Feng sat at the table and poured a cup of tea for Mu Song: "General, how about we make a deal? I will provide silver and food to the army, and you will let me be the general."

Mu Song: "Don't talk nonsense." For a young man to speak so arrogantly, this is no joke.

Guifeng was not in a hurry at all.

The one who is anxious now is Mu Song.

The emperor did not provide any support to the army and even blamed the army for its inability to fight.

We ceded two cities to the enemy some time ago, and now that war is about to break out again, I'm afraid we will have to cede more territory.

He was betting on Musong's character. If he still cared about the people and had the courage to defend his country, he would agree.

Gui Feng continued to add: "General Mu, I am a descendant of the spirit race and I know the art of warding off ghosts."

As soon as he finished speaking, the candles in the house turned green.

The temperature dropped suddenly.

Mu Song: "No matter how much food and military pay you can provide, the army's equipment is not good enough. The armor and weapons on the soldiers are all from many years ago."

Guifeng: "I will make sure everyone in the army is well fed, and the equipment will be transported over slowly."

Mu Song was a little bit unconvinced. He had been a general for so many years, but he didn't have that much money and he had just managed to hold on for four years.

Guifeng's store had just opened, so he couldn't have that much money. Moreover, the material that Guifeng was wearing was not particularly good.