Lu Jue's voice was warm and flat: "Slave has the courage to say a word, Your Majesty is so indifferent to this, it is indeed the virtue of an emperor." ”

Feng Yewu was amused in his heart, in fact, he was angry enough when he first ascended the throne. It's just that after five years of precipitation, even if he directly scolds the ruthless old minister, Feng Yewu has seen enough of it, and he doesn't take it to heart at all.

"As an emperor, naturally you can't be too small-bellied. It's you...... It's a pity that you think that with your temperament and talent, you should be a slave doing rough work. ”

Feng Yewu turned his words and pointed back to Lu Jue.

Lu Jue is still neither humble nor arrogant: "No matter what position you hold, if you can share the worries of the monarch, you will contribute to the protection of the mountains and rivers." ”

Feng Yewu was satisfied, Lu Jue could have such a mind, he was talented and not humble or arrogant, he was really a usable talent. If he had used him as a counselor in his previous life, he would have ...... It can avoid the last situation.

Thinking back, Feng Yewu handed over a fold in his hand: "The southern barbarians will send a messenger to Beijing to summon the chief of the Internal Affairs Office, and they want to discuss with him." ”

"Yes." Lu Jue took the fold, and after saluting, he withdrew from the imperial study, Han Yue had already been guarding outside the study, and when he saw Lu Jue walking away, he entered the imperial study.

Han Yue quickly walked to the table, lowered her voice and said to Feng Yewu: "Your Majesty, the slave maid went to check the slave records, Lu Jue is the son of Lu Youxu, the former general of the northern part of the town. General Lu was beheaded after committing the crime of collaborating with the enemy, and the first emperor was merciful and did not give his only son the death penalty, demoted him to slavery, and punished him in the palace, which was Lu Jue. ”

Feng Yewu frowned slightly: "The crime of collaborating with the enemy? But with the Tidi? The eleven cities in northern Xinjiang guarded by the general of Zhenbei should border the territory of the Tidi tribe. ”

Han Yue's expression was a little strange, and he hesitated: "No, it's with the Rong clan." The dossier records that the landing general gave them a map of the northern frontier. ”

The Rong tribe, a nomadic people with a fairly weak force, was driven into the desert by the Tidi tribe early, and now I don't know if the dead tribe is gone, Feng Yewu almost didn't remember this tribe. Such a small and weak ethnic group, but they smuggled thousands of miles through the vast territory of the great enemy Tidi tribe, and came to ask a townside general of a large country in the Central Plains for a defense map. This is neither reasonable nor necessary.

Feng Yewu's expression became solemn, and there was already a fierce anger between his eyebrows: "Let people check the files of the year." ”

Her voice was cold, and cold sweat broke out in the palms of Han Yue's hands, so she could only stubbornly continue to pray: "There are not many criminal slaves in the palace, and their crime files will be put forward from Dali Temple, and they will be placed in one place with the slaves. It's just that...... In the later period of the previous dynasty, the internal affairs were chaotic, the files were also sloppy and chaotic, the evidence was incomplete, and there was no way to verify it......"

Feng Yewu's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes were cold. There is no way to verify, there must be a lot of hidden secrets in this! This is clearly an unjust case, it's a pity that Lu Youxu, the general of the town.

The atmosphere in the imperial study was stagnant, Han Yue nervously did not dare to raise her head, and the invisible imperial pressure became clearer and clearer, which made her breathing disordered, and cold sweat gradually grew on her back......

Just when Han Yue's legs were already weak and he was about to be unable to support them, the knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk" sounded like a life, breaking through the heavy depression of the study.

Lu Jue reported aloud outside that he had brought the chief manager of the Internal Affairs Office, and the cold moon was like an amnesty, so he hurriedly went to open the door of the imperial study.

After the two people who came in saluted Feng Yewu, they both saw that her face was slightly cold, so they stood silently with Han Yue.

Feng Yewu looked up at Lu Jue, and saw that his expression was still warm and cold, neither humble nor arrogant, and he felt a pity in his heart. He is the son of General Lu, no wonder he has such a talent and mind. If Lu Jueruo is not a slave, he may have entered the army as an official now, or he may have entered the army as a general, and he will be able to stabilize the country in a position more suitable for him.

is only accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and he is a slave, and the space for Lu Juezhi's talent to be displayed is really limited.

Feng Yewu secretly made up her mind that she would wash away her grievances for Lu Jue, and she must not let him be buried.

"The palace layout and hospitality are all luxurious and simple, and in terms of etiquette, you can discuss it with Lord Zhou of the Ministry of Etiquette by yourself, and you will have to check it after three days." Feng Yewu said coldly, and the chief manager Deming's father-in-law understood that this was an order for him, and hurriedly received the order.

"Let's all go out first."

The three of them had to retreat, and the moment Lu Jue at the end gently closed the door, he raised his eyes, and happened to see Feng Yewu, who had a tired face, picking up the pen again and turning over the fold.

The carefree and delicate girlish temperament of her childhood has faded, and now Feng Yewu, who is at the peak of power, is arrogant and indifferent, and she always silently rejects people thousands of miles away.

The world trembled when they saw her cold face, but Lu Jue saw it, but his heart was always sour.

How can we share her worries and solve problems more and eliminate the faint sadness between her eyebrows?

Six days later, the barbarian envoy came to Beijing.

The barbarians have been vassals to the Central Plains for fifteen years, and now that the new emperor has ascended the throne in March, the goal of their envoys this time is to choose a concubine for their princess, and the two clans will continue to make friends.

Feng Yewu thought about it for a long time, and made a list of some officials and generals with many sons and daughters in the court, planning to let the barbarians choose by themselves, and they should not be offended.