The winter days are always so short, and the night falls early in the sky of Chang'an City.

At this time, Zhou Bo was in the Houfu and discussed the next countermeasures with Chen Ping.

"Prime Minister, that... In the afternoon, I went to Nanying. ”

Zhou Bo said worriedly: "I'm worried about the Southern Army..."

Chen Ping, who was at the top, only blew the tea soup in his hand leisurely, and said lightly: "Don't you think that the Southern Army can still be saved?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Bo recalled the situation in Nanying and relaxed slightly.

"It's a wait, pay more attention to the Northern Army..."

Putting down the tea bowl, Chen Ping's face was already cautious.

The situation at the gate of Weiyang Palace during the day really startled Chen Ping.

The gates of the palace are almost undefended!

In any dynasty, this is completely impossible!

If someone really enters Weiyang Palace in the name of 'Lord Minister', something will happen to Liu Hong...

Chen Ping has the power in his hands, but he doesn't have the courage to bear the charge of 'killing the king'!

- If it weren't for that, he would have stopped doing it a long time ago, and he would have cut Liu Hong in the palace!

Thinking in his heart, Chen Pingping said solemnly: "The gate of Weiyang Palace, now guarded by the Northern Army, Jiang Hou must not be careless." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Bo misinterpreted Chen Ping's meaning, and smiled heartily: "The prime minister is worry-free, the generals above Sima in the Northern Army, and the deceased who is carried by a certain person." ”

"No matter how good that little boy is, he will not be able to repeat the incident of Beique that day!"

As he spoke, Zhou Bo gritted his teeth faintly.

What happened that day in Beique was definitely the most reluctant experience in his life.

Since the Lu clan caused trouble in Chang'an, the northern army has been firmly controlled by him; I never thought that as soon as that little boy appeared, he would actually let the Northern Army face each other!

Zhou Bo deeply reflected on the lesson, and realized that the 'Liu's tiger skin' he pulled could only fool those generals who were close to him and were grateful to him, while the low-level soldiers would only go with the flow and listen to the wind and rain.

After the incident in Beique that day, the low-level soldiers looked at Zhou Bo with a faint trace of disdain in their eyes!

Originally, he thought that controlling the generals was equivalent to controlling the army, which he had been in charge of for decades.

But what he didn't expect was that his original 'Liu's left favor' has now become a sergeant of the Northern Army to boast of his glory!

In this way, compared with Zhou Bo, the 'arm of the Liu family', the soldiers of the Northern Army are undoubtedly more willing to follow Liu Hong, who is the bloodline of the Liu family.

So in the past few days, Zhou Bo has basically stayed in Beiying.

The purpose is also very clear: to completely control the Northern Army in his hands and ensure that the last thing is the last time Liu Hong will receive the support of the Northern Army.

But things are not as simple as Zhou Bo thought - no matter how he undresses and pushes food, the low-level soldiers of the Northern Army are all full of red light and bow to the direction of Weiyang Palace and say: Your Majesty Fu Wei is powerful and blessed...

In desperation, Zhou Bo could only barely control the senior officers of the Northern Army, and cut off all communication channels between Liu Hong and the Northern Army - Sima Qinmu, the captain of the Northern Army, was no longer in the general book of the Northern Army at this time!

But there is another problem, which makes Zhou Bo anxious, as uncomfortable as eating flies.

——In Beiying these days, the only thing the low-level soldiers are willing to say to him is: Your Majesty said that he would reward us, and it has been several days, do you want to help us ask?

Looking at the expectant eyes of the soldiers, Zhou Bo couldn't refuse at all: if he couldn't even meet this request, Zhou Bo's position in the hearts of the soldiers of the Northern Army would be completely cleared!

But he was not happy to let Zhou Bo give that money - even if he wanted to, he didn't have that much money to reward the soldiers.

It happened that at that time, Chen Ping brought him a sentence: All the princes and nobles who have meritorious service can go to Shaofu...

Hey!

In the current Han court, who else can be called 'Zhulu meritorious' more than Zhou Bo?

Therefore, Zhou Bo's 'opening' of Weiyang Palace is also the proper reason in the question: Zhou Bo takes the most money in Shaofu!

If he doesn't let others take some, then he should become the target of public criticism - eating alone is taboo in officialdom.

After getting the money, Zhou Bo naturally told him thousands of times: You must know that this money is not a reward from His Majesty, but a reward from his own pocket!

Then the money was sent to the Northern Sergeant.

Overall, the results are not bad.

At least half of the low-level soldiers did not open their mouths to bow down in the direction of Weiyang Palace: Thank you, Your Majesty Longen.

Now, although Zhou Bo does not dare to say that he completely controls the Northern Army, as long as Liu Hong does not appear in the Northern Army camp, Zhou Bo can ensure that the Northern Army can no longer be used by Liu Hong.

In his opinion, Liu Hong probably also knew about this situation, so he retreated to the next best thing and went to Nanying to try his luck, wanting to have another 'Liu's left favor'.

Thinking of this, Zhou Bo couldn't help but sneer - the army of feudal society needs honor and faith as the main backbone!

The current Southern Army is estimated to not even have the ability to camp and roar, let alone combat effectiveness!

An army that has lost its honor and faith, even Zhou Bo, is not sure that it will regain its combat effectiveness.

Not to mention that he is only thirteen years old, born in the deep palace, grew up in the hands of women, and knows neither joy nor worry!

Zhou Bozhi was worried about this incident, and he was completely subconsciously uneasy - he was worried that Liu Hong's move was to rehabilitate the Lu family!

Although the current little emperor does not have so much energy, this matter is not only related to the net worth and lives of Zhou Bo and Chen Ping, but also related to the evaluation of them by Qingshi; In any case, Zhou Bo will not allow his justice to be disputed.

——To destroy Zhulu, it must be bright, great, and righteous!

Thinking like this, Zhou Bo couldn't help but worry, and said: "Cheng knows quite well, what is a certain person who is worried..."

I saw Chen Ping laugh lightly, raised his head, and looked at Zhou Bo with a tangled face.

Of course, he knew that there were at least nearly 10,000 copper coins in the inventory of Shaofu, which were sent to the back door of Jianghou Mansion late the night before yesterday.

But he really didn't know how to tell Zhou Bo about it.

If he can ignore scruples at all, he actually wants to point at Zhou Bo's nose and scold: Why is it so special that you are still greedy for that little yellow and white thing?

However, Chen Ping couldn't.

At a time when the alliance of princes, courtiers, and nobles was becoming more and more loose and gradually showing a tendency to split, Chen Ping could not say anything.

As the only two controllers of this political alliance, there must not be the slightest rift between Chen Ping and Zhou Bo.

With a bitter sigh, Chen Ping's thousand words to Zhou Bo in his heart were finally shortened into one sentence.

"The matter of Shaofu is still stopped······