At midnight, the stars were still hanging in the dark sky, and the rooster crowed, and Baiguan was forced to get up from the warm bed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info early dynasty, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, you can't be late.

When Yun Jun got off the sedan chair outside the palace gate, walked a few steps, and didn't have time to yawn, he turned his head and saw Mu Qingyun who was helped out of the car by the servant behind him.

Yun Juncheng looked at his body, which might fall down and break his bones at any time, and said with a smile: "The Prime Minister is really conscientious. His Majesty had previously allowed the Prime Minister to go to court later, but now it is cold and windy, and the Prime Minister does not know how to sleep longer. ”

Mu Qingyun looked at Yun Juncheng who was wearing armor, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, and his feet fell to the ground from the stool, "What does the general mean by this, that is, Your Majesty has allowed it, and Mu, who is the prime minister, can't be taken seriously." To say it below, the general is still too sincere. ”

After that, his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally aimed at the matching sword on Yun Juncheng's waist.

It stands to reason that when a courtier enters the palace gate, he is not allowed to take a sedan chair, remove his armor and avoid it, and in order to ensure His Majesty's safety, he is not allowed to wear weapons within three feet of His Majesty. But the emperor just allowed the general, thinking that he had worked hard and made great achievements, and Zhuyun Jun entered the palace with a sword.

What's more, for Yun Juncheng, the armor and sword on his body are not only honor, but also a symbol of his spirit.

Raising his head to meet Mu Qingyun's eyes, Yun Juncheng sneered, turned around and left, "Yun is a reckless man, he doesn't know how to twist and turn, His Majesty will allow it, why bother to disobey it." ”

Mu Qingyun behind him almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, if it weren't for the officials behind him gradually arriving, waiting to see their jokes, he would have scolded a long time ago.

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In the spring of that year, the willows hung low, and the clouds on the list were particularly lively.

The two are the champions of the imperial examination, one is the champion of literature and the other is the champion of martial arts.

But for some reason, a beam was formed.

Yun Juncheng said: "It is useless to be a scholar. Mu Qingyun replied: "A reckless husband is not a climate." ”

So since then, His Majesty the Emperor has always been baptized by the two of them in the morning court, and finally ended with "Your Majesty, you are commenting".

Both of them uphold the belief of "if you are well, then you will have it", and they will not stop if they do not damage each other in the early dynasty.

Thinking of today's early dynasty, His Majesty the Emperor had another headache.

Hey, within a year, there are always 365 days when you don't want to go to court.

A yellow figure came from outside the door of the hall, the officials stood with their heads bowed on both sides, His Majesty the Emperor coughed lightly, and the sound of "Long live" resounded throughout the hall.

His Majesty rubbed his temples, and there was silence in the hall, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to speak. He hesitated for a long time, and finally opened the book next to his right hand, "The day before yesterday, Li Qing, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, played that although the disaster relief silver issued by Yongning due to the flood a year ago has been allocated from the treasury, it can be seen from the recent days, the situation does not seem to be good. Especially...... In the town, there were mobs maliciously intercepting the carriage of the government, and the prefect of Wu, who took office a few days ago, fell seriously ill in the house. I don't know what do you think about this? ”

The crows were silent, and the silence in the hall could even hear the sound of a needle falling.

His Majesty the Emperor turned the wolf in his hand, aren't the two of them arguing the most fiercely on weekdays, why don't they see movement today?

Before he could finish thinking about this, he looked up and saw Yun Juncheng take a step to the left, bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that since the officials have allocated money according to the required silver taels, the response from Fang Beginning is also good. The best way is nothing more than to set up a yamen in Yongning, recruit and train militia by the way, and implement a joint sitting system......"

"The old minister thinks that what the general said is really inappropriate!" Before Yun Juncheng could say a word, Mu Qingyun on the other side took a step to the right, raised the ivory wat in his hand and said, "I'm afraid the general is still addicted to the frontier war a few years ago and has never come back to his senses, right?" ”

"Now that the drums of war have stopped, and the people of the frontier are healthy, why waste so much energy on a small Yongning. Recruiting and training militia will only make the people complain, and they will not have enough time to focus on cultivating the fields. Lao Chen thought that the best way was to bring up Yongning's annual harvest. Doing the training of recruits in peacetime makes us seem too sharp to the outside world? Mu Qingyun said, turned his head and glanced at Yun Juncheng, who was interrupted by him halfway and was indignant, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Yun Juncheng's fingers attached to the ivory wat almost pinched off the wat board, gritted his teeth and said, "Prime Minister, can you explain what 'little Yongning' means?" Could it be that the status of the twelve cities in the prime minister's heart is still big or small? ”

Hearing this, His Majesty the Emperor's hand shook, and the wolf drew a long ink blot on the fold, raised his eyebrows, and looked up at Mu Qingyun, who was at a loss.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has no such intentions!"

Moreover, the old minister disagreed with the prime minister's statement that he would focus his energy on cultivating the fields. No! Couldn't agree more! Before Mu Qingyun could say the next sentence, Yun Juncheng learned his trick and interjected, "Who said that recruits can't be drilled in peacetime, isn't this preparing for an unpredictable war?" ”

"I have always loved peace, and the general wants to go to war?"

"If there is a war, the country is in trouble, and it is better for someone to be the first to carry a gun to the battlefield than for someone to hide in the house and talk about the army, ploughing the fields!"

One person and one sentence quarreled in the court, but the originally serious hall was as noisy as a vegetable market at the moment. The difference is that there are many voices of people in the vegetable market, but in this hall, there are only two people, and they are red-faced.

His Majesty the Emperor closed his eyes, but the wolf in his hand was swaying on the rice paper, and the chief eunuch beside him swallowed his saliva, I don't know when such a situation will be a head.

"It is said that Mu can only talk on paper, so what is the general? Foolhardy! ”

"You, you...... Useless is a scholar! ”

"You, you...... A reckless man, what kind of climate can it become! ”

In the main hall, the two turned around at the same time, raised the ivory wat in their hands to the emperor on the dragon chair, bowed their heads and said, "Your Majesty, you are commenting!" ”

His Majesty the Emperor almost lay on the bookcase, and the wolf in his hand stirred around on the rice paper, and they had been arguing for almost twenty years, and it was still the same content, without any innovation! The civil and military officials standing in the main hall all buried their heads deeply, and only their constantly shaking shoulders showed that they were trying their best to laugh.

Yes, he had to be a peacemaker again, and comforted the two ministers of the humerus.

His Majesty the Emperor sighed, adjusted his expression, smiled and closed the fold that he hadn't even looked at, "If this is the case, the truth of the mob has not yet been investigated, I will send a few people to Yongning to personally investigate in a few days, and it will not be too late to make a conclusion." ”

"If Your Majesty has made such a decision, the old minister is willing to go to Yongning in person, so as not to be said to be 'talking on paper' again."

"This ......" His Majesty the Emperor twitched the corners of his mouth, this Prime Minister is really playing, "The Prime Minister is already old, and his body is ......"

"As long as the old minister lives in this world for one day, he will contribute one day to our dynasty and ask His Majesty to fulfill it." Mu Qingyun lowered his head, looking like he was going to die.

His Majesty the Emperor took a deep breath and picked up the wolf hair in the inkstone and put it on the pen holder, "Then it will be hard for the Prime Minister these days." ”

"Retreat!" The voice of the eunuch sounded, and His Majesty the Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been closed by the ghost gate, and hurriedly got up and nodded to the hundred officials and quickly left the main hall.

When the chief eunuch who was packing up his things saw a king drawn on the rice paper of the bookcase, his eyes almost fell out of his sockets.