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Shen Buxian on the seat suddenly got up and handed over, what should be faced is to face after all, even if it is displeasing to the monarch as a minister, but some things must be said clearly: "Your Majesty, forgive the old minister, in today's troubled times, more things are better than less things, you have to forgive people and spare people!" Although the Wei State has lost, after all, the dead camel is bigger than the horse, so please think twice. ”

Thinking twice, Han Zhaohou had already thought and thought before recruiting Shen Buxian, this old Xiangguo did not support Wei and he also thought about it, but after thinking twice for a long time, South Korea is really much stronger.

Before the change, the national strength ranked in the bottom three among the seven heroes, the remote and barren Yan State was the weakest, followed by the Qin State, and then he was Korean.

But after the change, the Qin State almost ascended to the sky in one step, and rose from a second-rate combat power to a first-class power, and the Dongchu Hangu and Wei States did not fall behind in many battles. Yan is still the weakest, but what about South Korea, it has been changing the law for decades, and it claims that its national strength has increased sharply, but where has this increased? The national strength ranks sixth, next to Yan, if it is not located in the Central Plains, maybe he is not as good as Yan.

"Hey," with a light sigh, a faint mist emanated from Han Zhaohou's mouth, he turned his head and closed his eyes, "Let's think about this matter again!" ”

"Your Majesty......" Shen is not harmful, and he stopped talking.

"What? Aiqing has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

"You work hard day and night, please take care of your body. It was late at night, and it was inconvenient for the old minister to disturb, so he retired first. ”

The sun rises in the east.

At the court the next day, Han Zhaohou didn't know why he came a lot late, and there were many discussions in the court, all kinds of rumors raged in the crowd, and the ministers clamored.

It was not until Han Zhaohou came that the ministers calmed down the argument, accompanied by the accompanying eunuchs, Han Zhaohou came to the side of the main seat, and just about to sit down, he didn't know how to cough violently, and the ministers in the court were in an uproar, and the accompanying eunuchs were even more startled.

"Wechen greets you." The ministers bowed their hands, and for a time the hall was silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, excuse me!" With the support of the eunuch, Han Zhaohou sat down on the main seat, and at the moment of taking his seat, he waved his hand gently, and his voice was extremely hoarse and old.

Overnight, the king, who had been called old and strong by his courtiers, seemed to be more than ten years old.

Sitting on the main seat, he looked around at the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, the familiar faces, at this moment it was extremely unfamiliar, smiled slightly, he hoarse voice, mocking himself: "The widow is really old, this body is afraid that it will not be able to move for a few years." ”

As soon as the words fell, the ministers in the palace looked at me one by one, I looked at you, I don't know which one Han Zhaohou is singing.

Only the head of the ministers, Xiang Guoshen, could still hear some of them, he took a step forward, smiled and arched his hand, and said: "Your Excellency is serious, you are healthy and free of diseases, even if you live for another hundred years." ”

"Hehe, his own body, the widow himself knows, how long he can move is destined by God, I won't talk about him today."

After a pause, Han Zhaohou swept everyone's faces intentionally or unintentionally, "You Aiqing may have heard that Pang Juan died, the 120,000 army of Wei was destroyed, and the Qin people took the opportunity to send troops to Hexi to occupy the Great Wall, leaving only the three cities of Linjin Pass, Yin Jin, and Shaoliang that have not yet been breached. The Zhao people were also eyeing the Wei State, and the widows also heard that even the King of Chu was peeping at the situation of the Wei State. Since I succeeded to the throne, my Korea has been bullied by the Wei State, and since then, the widow has worked hard to become strong, and the national strength has been growing with the assistance of Shen Xiangguo.

Far away old things are just that, but today my Han is so powerful, Wei is still bullying people and still raising troops, if it is not for the generous dispatch of troops by the King of Qi, this expedition I Xinzheng can be preserved is a saying, such a big humiliation, the widow's heart is like pressing a stone, do not take revenge, the widow is difficult to sleep and eat, today the dynasty of Aiqing on a ceremony, when will I send troops to Korea, who will serve as a general, for the widow, out of this evil breath. ”

As soon as the words came out like this, even those among the courtiers who were slow to react would know what the situation was. But at this moment, no one dared to speak, and all eyes were focused on one person, that is, Xiangguo, the head of the hundred officials, Shen Bu Harm.

"Your Majesty, although the Wei State is not as good as before, the foundation is still there, and Weichen asks your lord to ......" Shen Buxian took a step forward and said loudly, but he was suddenly interrupted by Han Zhaohou halfway through his words.

"If you dissuade the widow from retracting his order and giving up sending troops, Aiqing doesn't need to say it anymore." There was a faint hint of anger in this voice, and it was obvious that Han Zhaohou was really moved: "Ladies and gentlemen, the widow is determined to destroy Wei, don't say more words of persuasion, this evil breath does not come out, and it is difficult to understand the hatred in the hearts of the widows." ”

Lang Lang's voice left no room for anyone.

Shen Buxian, who was the leader, could only bow his head, arch his hand slightly, and said softly: "Yes." ”

Yuluo stepped aside.

So far, no one has answered. Almost all of the courtiers buried their heads deeply.

In the silent hall, Han Zhaohou's gaze, which suddenly became fierce, scanned the courtiers, and he wondered if any of these courtiers would stand up again before the limit of his patience was reached.

……

The golden cup and jade cup plus a song of daughter's love, the beautiful dancing posture of the dancer, and the aftersound of thousands of times around the beam. A slave who comes and goes, waving and waving.

On the fine jade table, King Wei Hui stretched out his hand to pick up the wine and chew it, and raised it to the restless Wu Ming with a smile, "Haha, such a song and dance can't contain Aiqing's heart, if it is really a hero who fights and kills to do great things, the widow is very relieved in his heart, very relieved." ”

Wu Ming, who was stunned, was pulled back to reality by King Hui's words, and when he saw King Hui chewing wine, Wu Ming also hurriedly laughed dryly, "It's an eventful time, Weichen is thinking about things in the army, and I hope that the king is not strange." ”

"It's no wonder, it's not weird, you are bent on thinking about the safety of my Great Wei, it's too late for the widow to be happy, how can you blame it. But it seems that Aiqing has no intention of dancing, young people like the wind and snow, but Aiqing is alone, yes, the widow is wrong. These things are too few people to see, and they are boring, and now they only think about glorifying their ancestors, and after a hundred years, they will have a little face to see the ancestors. Since you don't want to watch it, you and I have a pout, how about going to the imperial study to talk about it? ”

……

Time passed slowly with the ticking sound of a drip on one side.

Although they lowered their heads, everyone could clearly feel the heat of Han Zhaohou's gaze in their hearts, but in this cold hall, beads of sweat overflowed on the foreheads of the ministers. A companion is like a tiger, and sometimes it makes people nervous to listen to it.

The ministers were nervous, Han Zhao was on pins and needles, he knew that he didn't have a few years to live, so he didn't want to be too stiff with the courtiers who had been with him for many years at this time, but there was always a limit in people's hearts, and at this time, his patience had reached this critical point.

"Your Majesty, Weichen is not willing to lead the army to the expedition, for my Han, for the monarch out of this evil breath." An unexpectedly calm voice broke all the discordant atmosphere in the hall.

Many courtiers raised their hands to wipe the beads of sweat from their foreheads with the gorgeous sleeves that only nobles could have, and let out a sigh of relief.