In the fifteenth year of Emperor Wu's reign, the world became turbulent again.
Zhu Zhen took full control of Southern Liang, proclaimed himself King of Song, and took charge of all power in Southern Liang. At this time, he was only one step away from ascending the throne!
Zhu Zhen, who is nearly sixty years old, has been fighting all his life, but at this moment he has no enemies in the court!
But time is his biggest enemy. After completely suppressing the aristocratic family regime, Zhu Zhen finally confronted the foolish Emperor of Southern Liang!
He is no longer satisfied with being a prince!
In mid-July of the same year, a comet landed in the night sky, and the Emperor of Southern Liang voluntarily wrote an abdication edict at the request of all the civil and military officials in the court.
On the Dingmao day of August, Zhu Zhen ascended the altar and inherited the throne, and the country was named Song.
The former emperor of Southern Liang was moved from Jinling to Moling County and was completely imprisoned there!
Even though this place was heavily guarded, the Emperor of Southern Liang only lived for more than a month before he suddenly fell ill and died!
The first thing Zhu Zhen did after ascending the throne was not to restore the national economy and educate the people, but to summon hundreds of thousands of troops to the north!
Zhu Zhen sent troops to attack Dajing despite opposition from all the civil and military officials in the court, and Emperor Wu ordered Qiao Yunxin to fight.
In September of the same year, the climate in Mobei changed drastically, snow fell everywhere, and countless cattle and horses were killed or injured.
After Qiao Yunting received the news, he immediately strengthened war preparations, collected food and fodder, and defended against the invasion of the Northern Rong.
The entire city was once again shrouded in the shadow of war.
It just so happened that the brothers Qiao Yunxin delivered one urgent letter after another from eight hundred miles away to Emperor Wu.
Without exception, all of them are urging the collection of food and fodder for the later period!
It was clearly the autumn harvest season, but the imperial court had already owed nearly half a month's supply of food and fodder to an army of hundreds of thousands!
Emperor Wu was sitting in the Ganzheng Hall with a gloomy face and a smile in anger.
He threw the memorial in his hand on the head of the Minister of Revenue.
"No one told me what's going on? Dajing has had bumper harvests year after year, but we can't even afford to prepare food and fodder for the soldiers at the border!"
The Minister of Revenue insisted that he was not lying and that the court really could not provide so much grain.
Moreover, the grain harvests in various places did not have consecutive years of bumper harvests as the Sino-Agricultural Temple claimed.
Naturally, the Ministry of Revenue could not collect so much taxes, so naturally there was not much money to provide to the soldiers at the border early!
The Minister of Agriculture was responsible for promoting improved varieties, storing and preparing grain.
Upon hearing the summons from Emperor Wu, he immediately realized that truth would come to light. Some things could no longer be hidden!
The issue of promoting improved varieties has once again returned to the public's attention!
Only at this time did Emperor Wu realize the extent of the grain production reduction this year!
"Three hundred kilograms? Are you kidding me? Do I raise a bunch of good-for-nothings?"
The Minister of Agriculture was lying on the ground, his legs trembling and sweating like mud!
"I dare not deceive your majesty, it is indeed so!"
"That's not what you promised me at the beginning! I once said that if you have any questions, you can consult the old lady. Did you do that?"
Seeing him like this, how could Emperor Wu not understand?
He, a dignified emperor, was actually deceived by his own ministers. This was intolerable!
Emperor Wu ordered his men to take the Minister of the Ministry of Agriculture away without saying another word. In his eyes, this man was as good as dead!
"Go and bring all my memorials to Old Madam Qiao!"
Eunuch Cao replied tremblingly: "Your Majesty, Madam Qiao hasn't submitted any memorials for a long time."
"Then send us all the memorials received since the old lady left the capital!"
"yes!"
Emperor Wu stared at the three or five memorials in front of him with an expressionless face.
He was so quiet that one could not detect any of his thoughts or fluctuations.
It's so quiet that it's scary!
When Qiao Xin just left the capital, she mentioned the phenomenon of seed atavism to him many times in memorials.
When did you stop mentioning it?
When I planned to settle down in Jiangcheng, I never mentioned seeds again!
Two years ago, I simply stopped sending memorials to the capital!
Emperor Wu asked, "Why haven't there been any in the past two years?"
"I don't know!"
"check!"
"yes!"
.......
My goodness, Eunuch Cao didn’t know until he checked, and he was shocked when he did.
The people below were so bold that they actually threw all of Qiao Xin's daily greetings into the pile of old papers!
It took them half a day to find the one from half a year ago.
There has been no news at all in the past few months!
Moreover, the number of words on the memorial is getting shorter and shorter, just like the wild fruits in autumn!
The content is becoming increasingly perfunctory.
In the past, he talked about everything that mattered in the world, but in his last memorial, he only said a greeting, and then he made up the excuse that he was too old to write and stopped writing!
Could you be more perfunctory?
Given the old lady's temper, it's really difficult for her to persist for two years!
But how can he report this?
After a moment, Eunuch Cao put away his thoughts, sighed and said, "All the things have been packed. Let's send them to His Majesty!"
After reading all of Qiao Xin's memorials, Emperor Wu became even more silent!
After a while, Eunuch Cao seemed to hear a sigh.
"I have failed Mr. Qiao's sincere heart!"
That voice was ethereal and dissipated with the wind~~~
It seemed that God could not bear to see Emperor Wu living too comfortably.
Early the next morning, just as the palace gates were opened, urgent news arrived from the north, eight hundred miles away.
The 200,000-strong Northern Rong army successively broke through Yunzhong, Yanmen, and Daijun, and marched straight to Jiangcheng where Shangjun was located!
Qiao Yunting led the army and civilians of Jiangcheng to keep the Beirong army outside Jiangcheng, and the war in the north broke out again!
Jiangcheng, that is the scar in the hearts of countless people in Dajing.
If we can’t hold it, not only the capital, but even Dajing will be finished!
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