Yan Fu, the city of rest.

In the Fengyuan Hall of the Imperial Palace, a group of ministers were waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to come to the court. Just when the ministers were talking about each other, His Majesty the Emperor walked out of the back of the hall with his head up, sitting on the big chair engraved with gentian chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum carved from gold shows the imperial power of Yan Fu, and the chrysanthemum petals that rise up seem to break through the sky, showing the supreme majesty of Emperor Yan Fu, in the past he could only listen to the sound and distinguish the position, at this time the emperor looked at the ministers kneeling at his feet, and his heart was suddenly full of satisfaction.

After the light was restored, he let the queen take him around like a five-year-old child, those places they had been, feeling the natural scenery, the flowing streams, the flying butterflies, everything was new to the emperor, he had never seen the world, so much so that sometimes he made many jokes, he could only distinguish between men and women by the length of his hair, but sometimes he found that this method did not work, he would even be frightened by the galloping carriage, the most frustrating thing for him was that he could not judge what was beautiful and ugly, even if it was the most beautiful sister in the world, he still felt that her face was strange, and he could not say what he liked。

But this kind of thing can still get used to it, in short, he is always happy to regain the light, but the sudden vision made him lose a judgment, he simply tied his eyes with a ribbon, or groping for the light in the dark is more suitable for him.

"Zhuqing, if there is anything to say, you might as well say it. The emperor smiled: "I didn't sleep all night last night, I walked around this palace all night, from Fengqing Palace to Anquan Pavilion, I am not afraid of the jokes of Zhongaiqing, I have never known that there is a lotus pond next to the Bingqing house, and the lotus seems to be a plant that is difficult to grow in Yanyu, and I don't know how you feed it, and I didn't know what the lotus looked like before, the queen said...... "The emperor has been saying, the ministers have the right eyes, and they have not interrupted the meaning of the emperor's words."

The emperor seemed to realize that he had talked a little too much today, and gradually cleared his throat, and the courtiers returned to their positions and stood up, scattered on both sides of the hall in an orderly manner, Li Gangyi walked out from the front of the military general column, and said loudly with his fists clenched: "Your Majesty, Mr. Tantai has returned to Shuyue, according to our latest intelligence, Yinguo has also dispatched troops to Jingnan City, when will our army leave?"

"Three days later, we will rendezvous with Mr. Tai's army in Dragon Soul Mountain, Yinguo will seize my Jingnan City, disturb my people's hearts, seek danger to the community, and try to destroy my Yanfu, I hope that your courtiers can recapture this city for me, Yinguo has always had royal people, if anyone can cut off his head and bring back Yanfu, I will be rewarded, generations of vassals, plus a gold medal for avoiding death!" The emperor thought for a moment, and said lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"No, Your Majesty can't!" an old minister knelt down and kept kowtowing.

Everyone was looking at the courtier, and the hall was suddenly silent, only the kowtow of the old minister sounded repeatedly, sonorous and powerful.

"Lu Zhangyu!" The military general Ye Yunpeng roared angrily: "Mo."

I don't dare to touch you if you are an old minister of the former emperor! My Yanfu country will be defeated by you shrunken scholars! If you hadn't reduced your troops back then, my father would not have lost his life in the battle of Jingnan City, and if you talk nonsense again, I will let you blood splash three feet on the spot!"

"Doctor Zuo, if you have something to say, why is this so?" the emperor frowned and whispered comfortingly.

But the old man lay on the ground with his hands, eager to bury his face in the floor: "I can't go, I think that we can fight against the Yin Kingdom to a large extent thanks to Jingnan City, now Jingnan City is in the hands of the Yin Kingdom, and they have opened the Xilin Sword Arsenal, its military strength has long been no better than five years ago, and it has also been helped by the Bottle Country and the Golden Horde, we have no chance of winning this battle." ”

After that, the old man's heavy kowtow sounded again.

The ministers looked at the old doctor Lu Zhangyu, and couldn't help but pinch in their hearts, the old man in front of him is a third-generation old minister, who is highly respected in the court, and once returned to the national teacher of Yan Fu, because of his age, he retired to the court, and was only responsible for teaching the hundred officials and dealing with some small letters.

"Doctor Zuo, this time we Yan Fu will do our best to take Jingnan City, there are only 40,000 defenders in Jingnan City, Jingnan City is our city after all, we naturally have a way to take it back, wait until we capture Jingnan City, and finally rendezvous with Shuyue to take Yinguo, do you have any objections?"

"The power of the whole country...... Does Your Majesty mean that the young Confucian scholars in the academy are also going to go? That's the battlefield, they can't do it! You are letting them go to their deaths. The old man paused and said tremblingly.

"Lord Zuo, war is the responsibility of each of us, no matter what Confucian or not, it is possible that if you read more books than others, you are qualified to retire to the city to watch the war, it is really a big joke in the world. Li Gangyi sneered.

"With the power of the whole country, both Confucian and female soldiers have to go to the battlefield, but most of them do not need to fight with weapons, and they can make armor and sewing clothes for soldiers as the logistics of the war...... But if necessary, you have to do it!" said the Emperor, standing up with his hands behind his back, and all the ministers stared with bated breath as if a fierce wind was blowing down.

Doctor Zuo climbed to the foot of the golden chrysanthemum and white jade steps, crying and said, "Your Majesty, the war is really embarrassing for them, is Your Majesty insisting on not cherishing the reputation of the scholars, now it is a troubled time, when these talents are needed, the cost of cultivating a Confucian scholar is not enough for a hundred soldiers, if Your Majesty insists on this, is not afraid that Yan Zhen's scholars are cold?"

The emperor hesitated, but Ye Yunpeng took out his long sword and strode in front of the old minister, after a roar, the sword blade had already reached Lu Zhangyu, the other party was extremely angry, and a wisp of red silk had dripped on the ground along the sword body, and he remembered his dead father and roared.

The young man was furious: "I don't care if he is cold and dead, the land of Yan Fu is not fought down by you with a pen, but with a sword!

They are not qualified to discuss this!"

"Yun Peng, don't be rude to Doctor Zuo!" The emperor said, the other party slammed the long sword on the ground, clenched his fists and knelt down to look at the emperor: "Your Majesty, the last general is not afraid of death, even if I dig out my heart now for Your Majesty to see, I am willing! I just ask Your Majesty to send the last general to fight on the front line, and the last general will definitely pay tribute to my dead father with ten thousand corpses of the Yin army!"

After a long time, the emperor sighed: "Lu Zhangyu, at the beginning, you and the first emperor made suggestions, and recently expanded the Yanfu battle line to Weiyang City, Yinguo, if there are more 10,000 horses, you can take Yinguo, but why do I want to revive the power of my ancestors today, you actually cowered here......"

"We can't win the Yin Kingdom, and now the plan is to marry the Qing Kingdom, and then their forces will help us resist the Yin Kingdom, there is no other way!"

"Do you really want me to sell my daughter to Qingguo? Could it be that I, Yan Fu, really live in such humiliation?" Speaking of this, the anger in the emperor's heart burned like wildfire, and decades of humiliation finally turned into a fire, he didn't want his daughter to marry into Qingguo, Yan Fu and Yinguo are generations of enemies, Chu Xiaohua will not ally with himself like Shu Yue and Zhu Guo, once his army enters the whole territory of Yan Fu, it will definitely bring war and destruction!"

"Your Majesty can't go...... Our troops are not enough to take the Yin country, and it is already very difficult to protect ourselves, this is the ...... of the country," Lu Zhangyu said with tears in his eyes.

No one cared about his words, everyone was ignited by the emperor's words, no one could watch the charming little princess being thrown to Qingguo, for most of the men in Yan Fu, there is nothing more humiliating than letting a woman save him.

Lu Zhangyu looked at the people around him who were ignited by the mood of war, laughed at himself as if he understood something, and actually chanted aloud:

"How can you avoid hatred in life, and what is the limit of your feelings. ”

"400,000 people are all in armor, such as passers-by who will die in the country?"

Everyone looked at him silently, the green tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped, at such a critical pre-war moment, this old minister of the Three Dynasties actually said such unfortunate words in front of everyone, which was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire for them.

The old man slowly stopped laughing, and suddenly picked up the matching sword and stabbed it into his chest accurately, the pair of thin old hands pulled horizontally, and a fountain of blood more than three feet high splattered out, and the former famous minister fell under the emperor's steps, his eyes widened, and he did not bat at death.

(End of chapter)