"There are no outsiders here, only three of us, on weekdays, in the court, limited by the royal rules, we can only be the king, the minister is the minister, here I think, we might as well put down the relationship between the monarch and the minister tonight to have a sincere talk——"

After a long silence, Liu Changhuan, who was leaning on the threshold and waiting drowsily, finally heard a voice from inside.

It was the voice of the emperor.

It was late at night, and he was probably tired, so there was a thick sleepiness in his voice.

"Two old uncles, according to age and generation, you are all old ministers who accompanied the emperor and came together with the emperor, and you have made great contributions to the Jiangshan Society. Since the death of the first emperor, you have watched me come step by step to this day. Therefore, over the years, in my heart, you are not only courtiers, but also elders, and you are people who can completely put aside selfishness and consider the country's plans at critical moments. Now that our Dongliang foreign enemy is invading, it is the time when we need to put aside all personal gains and losses, put aside grievances, and unite sincerely, so I summoned my uncles overnight to discuss the things that we could not determine during the day——"

Liu Changhuan's eyes widened in surprise, and no one could see the surprise rising in the eyes of this time-honored old servant in the dark night.

The emperor actually put down the emperor's shelf and talked to his courtiers in such a low voice.

It's not easy to be an emperor, for the sake of the country, for the sake of the community, it's really not easy for him - Liu Changhuan raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and his heart was ruthless, look, the two old foxes are really excessive, forcing the emperor to what point!

finally heard Yin Xiangguo's words:

"The minister is still the opinion of the day: the southwest war situation is becoming more and more unfavorable, General Luo Jian tried his best, desperately resisted, but there was no generalissimo seal in his hands, Luo Jian's power was limited, it was difficult to convince the public well, and some of the troops were still difficult to dispatch, especially now that the war situation is chaotic and the people's hearts are scattered, some of the subordinates left by Bai Shuai in the southwest military camp are either passive and wait-and-see, or they are ready to act and openly do not listen to the leadership of Luo Jian. ”

There was a pause.

He also said: "Therefore, the minister implores Your Majesty to think about it, hand over the handsome seal to Luo Jian as soon as possible, and make Luo Jian the generalissimo of the anti-enemy soldiers and horses, so as to reorganize the army, unite the people's hearts, and drive Mo Luo Xiaoer out of the Dongliang land as soon as possible." ”

"Is it tolerable or unbearable!" As soon as Yin Wenhua finished speaking, Yuan Lingyun suddenly hugged his hands and his neck stiffened, ", Lang Lang night sky, Jingzhai is such an elegant and quiet place, Yuan Someone actually heard such stinky nonsense that reverses black and white." It's so frustrating—"

Outside, Liu Changhuan heard Yuan Youxiang's voice drag on for a long time. Isn't he swearing?

"Yuan Lingyun, you are presumptuous-in front of the emperor, you dare to talk nonsense like this, you are tired of life, right?"

Liu Changhuan shuddered with fright. It's Yoon Sang-kook, who is sneering at each other.

They actually quarreled, more directly than the fight in the court during the day, and scolded each other nakedly.

"Your Majesty—" Yuan Lingyun knelt on the ground, and Bai Huahua's beard trembled in front of his chest: "Please forgive the old minister for his gaffe." However, Yin Xiangguo's words, the ministers were really sad after hearing them, and they really didn't dare to agree. The enemy forces are fierce and aggressive, it is true. Now it is difficult for the southwestern army to effectively resist the enemy on its own, and they dare not expect them to drive Moro children out of the country. Think about it, isn't this all the deliberate consequence of Luo Jian and his Southwest Battalion?"

"Oh?" Emperor Zhengxi sat up straight and looked at Yuan Lingyun with interest, with a look of quiet listening.

"Yuan Xiangguo, you, you, don't deceive people too much!" Yin Wenhua looked at each other angrily.

Yuan Lingyun smiled coldly, his eyes were firm: "Do I have half a lie? Luo Jian concealed that the enemy army was coming, and it was true that Luo Jian was passive in facing the battle!"

I want to ask Yin Zuoxiang, Moro was originally a small country, when he united Huangshui, Baisha, Qingni and other countries, from the north, west, and south to launch an encirclement offensive against my Dongliang country, Marshal Bai Lao commanded the southwest, Beijing, northeast and other large battalions, mobilized all the border people to participate in the war, and drove them back to their respective lands in one fell swoop and never dared to invade again, it was really a big war that shook the world, and the army of our Dongliang country shocked many small countries around it, and they never dared to commit casually over the years. It also ensures the steady development of our dynasty.

Bai Shuai later resigned and retired, and the handsome seal was hung high, but the foundation he created was still there, leaving it to several big battalions. According to the strength of that time, as long as we hold on to these foundations, we will be able to cope with any changes. But what did Luo Jian do, military discipline was lax, the army was deserted, military salaries were embezzled, and the upper echelons were corrupt and degenerate—"

The more he said it, the more serious it became, this, this Yuan Lingyun is crazy, is he? These words are too appalling, right...... Liu Changhuan heard that cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, where could he still sit still, turned up and knelt on the ground.

Yuan Xiangguo's words are simply stabbing the heart, such words are said to the emperor's face, how can the emperor stand it? Your Majesty will definitely lose sleep tonight.

"Yuan Lingyun, you fart!"

Yoon Sang-kook shouted.

"Tell him to go on. "It's the Emperor's voice.

The Emperor's voice was cold, as if he was in the ice cellar of the cold winter moon at the moment.

Liu Changhuan hugged his body and trembled, it was obviously a somewhat sultry summer, why was it so cold?

"Yin Zuoxiang. What is the relationship between you and Luo Jian, it is not a secret in my Dongliang Kingdom. But your calf protector is not this kind of protector. Now that the smoke is pressing on Beijing and the people of Li are in misery, don't you feel sorry for him if you protect him like this? Luo Jian, as the capital supervisor of the southwest battalion and concurrently the general, was unable to effectively repel the enemy's attack for a long time, and this alone was enough to convict him of failing to resist the enemy.

But when the national crisis is at hand, the situation is urgent, and His Majesty is broad-minded, does not care, and allows him to continue fighting, he should do his best to fight, instead of racking his brains to reach out to the imperial court, asking for power, grain and grass, and a great seal!

This is tantamount to gambling on the national calamity, negotiating conditions with the imperial court, and openly blackmailing the imperial court! He is playing with fire!"

Liu Changhuan trembled, he couldn't listen to it anymore, he really couldn't listen to it anymore!

"Your Majesty—you know it—Luo Jian doesn't dare—"

A voice fell to his knees.

It was Yin Wenhua, he was completely anxious, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing. "Yuan Lingyun has bad intentions, alarmists, and disturbs His Majesty's hearing and hearing! The old minister guarantees the lives of three hundred people from top to bottom of the whole family and the whole clan, Luo Jian is completely loyal to the court and His Majesty, and the sky can see it——"

His pitiful and aggressive appearance like a pug is really helpless.

Yuan Lingyun no longer knelt, in front of such a person, kneeling, kowtowing, crying, and defending, he was doomed to lose.

So, he simply stood up and watched this man perform.

"Your Majesty, it is true that the hearts of the Southwest Army are shaken and the hearts of the people are sluggish, but Yin Wenhua said in his mouth that some of the subordinates left behind by Bai Shuai in the southwest military camp were passive and ready to move and did not listen to the leadership of Luo Jian, the old minister Yuan Lingyun never dared to agree, this is groundless, and the soft knife kills people, Your Majesty——"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what did Yuan Lingyun say that Luo Jian used the safety of the country as a bet to threaten you, that is out of nowhere, Luo Jian doesn't dare, Luo Jian is wronged——"

Liu Changhuan scolded in his heart: You just bite during the day, and if you are not quiet in this quiet fasting at night, can't you discuss it properly, one by one, the voice is hard, the attitude is stinky, hard and smelly, saying that you are a stone in the pit is lifting you. It's so late at night, and you don't plan to pity the poor emperor!

A star suddenly became incomparably bright, drawing a bright light, dragging its long tail towards the southwest sky.

It's a shooting star.

Liu Changhuan looked at the place where the meteor disappeared and was stunned, that direction was the Qingzhou Mansion where Marshal Bai Feng was now living in seclusion.

He had a hunch that tonight's quarrel was about to end, and the person named Bai Feng was very likely to lose his life because of tonight's quarrel.

Sure enough, the voice of the emperor in Jingzhai sounded steadily: "The two Qing families are hard, come here tonight, go back and rest." We'll talk about it tomorrow morning. ”

Liu Changhuan knew that a volcano was brewing in the emperor's heart, and the more moments like this, the more his voice could be suppressed to the point of unhappiness.

Jing Zhai's small door opened, and two old figures staggered out of the door one after another, and there were already attendants guiding them with lanterns and walking towards the palace gate.

As usual, they were very angry.

Liu Changhuan gently probed at the door of Jingzhai, wanting to remind His Majesty to go and rest.

"Old bastard—" There was a loud roar, it was Your Majesty, and he finally broke out, and with the roar, the Boshan furnace flew out of the doorway, crushing to the ground.