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The turquoise rain fell on the eaves and arches, the golden glazed tiles, the raindrops of the tiles popped, against the rain, a team of forbidden soldiers whispered to complain in the spacious and majestic palace of the Min Palace, under the beating of the raindrops, the trees in the imperial garden became more and more crisp.

Under the blowing of the chaotic wind, the copper bells hanging in the corridor at the corner of the temple could not stop ringing.

Now Xiao Man'er's heart is like this copper bell, sitting behind the curtain, looking at the young back and the chaotic ministers irritably.

Xiao Man'er, who has always been outspoken and straightforward, never wanted to help Li Jie with the case like Wu Meiniang and Qin Qing, and never wanted to replace Li Jie's decision on the huge imperial affairs and small affairs, but the sudden turn of the situation forced her to sit in this position on the cusp.

It has been more than a month since he lost contact with Mesopotamia, and the national affairs decided by Li Jie have failed, and the prince Li Rang is still young, and he has always been known for following the rules, so there must be a provoking beam.

But in the government and the opposition, in order to prepare for the last rebellion, Li Jie went to an extreme, and swept away the chief officials of the three provinces and six departments, all the famous Tang, Tianzhu, Turkic, and Xianbei ministers, and even the famous Brahmin religious leaders were packed and taken away.

Li Jie's important minister, Lao Yang Yi, is almost seventy years old, and he still has to drag his sick body to the court again, and gritting his teeth, Xiao Man'er discussed with Lao Yang Yi that after the restoration of Emperor Gaozong, he was forced to take refuge in Fujian, Li Ji, the king of Jiangxia, Li Daozong, Shangshu Youcheng Yuwenjie and other old ministers of the Central Plains, which supported the chaotic court.

In this way, the drastic change in the situation still made Xiao Man'er anxious.

"Your Highness, the Shan people of Bihar Province in Nantianzhu rebelled again, killed my Tang people, attacked the place, and attacked the provincial city of Bihar in a hurry, and Orissa and Karnataka Province are also unstable, and the envoy of Nantianzhu Town, the governor Li Yuanjing, cried blood and begged for support from the imperial court!"

"Please send General Fang to bequeath, General Qin Huaiyang's troops will go south to quell the rebellion!"

Cui Ti, the right attendant of the military department, had a miserable face, and his voice was almost crying blood when he fell to the ground, but listening to his request, the envoy of the Khorasan Kingdom on the other side, the second son of the Khorasan King Yi Si Ai III canonized by the Fujian State, and the regular attendant of the Fujian State Scattered Cavalry Ahura broke out as if he had been burned on the buttocks.

"Your Highness, no!"

"Our country is the barrier of Fujian, the northwest is repeated, and now the Arabians are in turmoil, the misfortune of the sky, and the tired ministers Belus, the Arabs are heavy and Tocharian, Alan, and the Turkic rebellion is attacking our country from the west and the north."

"It's not a pity that my Khorasan Kingdom will die, but if Khorasan fails, the barrier to open up West Asia will be lost, and there is no hope to welcome His Majesty the King of Min, I hope Your Highness will think twice!"

The learned Tang language was used to the extreme, and Ahura cried more sadly than Cui Ti.

The loss of Mesopotamia triggered a chain reaction, the governor of the Tocharian Protectorate, the Persian prince Belus, actually rebelled, and the Arabs invaded the western part of the Iranian plateau in the west, and the Tocharian tribes who were originally subjugated on the back also formed tens of thousands of cavalry to invade the northern frontier, making the Khorasan king Isiai III anxious.

The government army on the Iranian plateau had just been established, and it lacked weapons and equipment, its morale was low, and it was mostly infantry, and it was almost immediately crushed against the ferocious Arabs and northern nomads, all supported by the 50,000 people of the two guards and 30 mansions beloved by Qin Huaiyangfang and the 20,000 leading guards of the left and right who retreated from Kufa.

Belus's rebellion has a lot to do with Ixae III, he once decided to pass the throne to his second son Ahura, which led to a very dissatisfied Belus rebellion, even if it is a family, Belus hates his second brother to the bone, how dare Ahura let Belus kill back.

This has not been forgotten, around where to send troops, the rest of the courtiers jumped out again, arguing in the court, for a while the solemn court was like a vegetable market.

In fact, the reason for this kind of dispute, is nothing more than the word interest, Fujian is a commercial country, grain management is very strict, the interests of the land are suppressed to the extreme, the families in the guarantee of sufficient land resources, the eyes naturally fall on the investment, now the core of the dispute is in the Iranian plateau and the South Tianzhu investment family of representative officials.

Now Fujian is such a life-saving mobile force, and everyone wants to mobilize this army to defend their own interests.

There are indeed loyal ministers who seek the country, but at this time, they can't interject. The increasingly chaotic court caught Xiao Man'er off guard, and there was almost a tendency to get out of control. If he didn't cry at this time, he was already very worthy of his father Li Jie's teachings, and he couldn't suppress the situation.

"Enough!"

The old man's voice accompanied by the sound of coughing sounded violently, making the chaotic court clear, and all the courtiers looked in fear to the upper left, where sat on the extra rattan chair, and the old man was almost left with withered bones under the torture of disease.

Even if he hasn't appeared in the court for many years, Lao Yang Yi is still the original patriarch of the establishment of the Fujian State, the absolute confidant of Li Jie, the king of Fujian, and his authority As long as this thin old man does not die for a day, as a descendant, these Fujian ministers will never dare to ignore his existence.

"What do you say?"

After repelling the chaotic ministers, Lao Yang Yi's dim but attentive eyes were firmly fixed on the British Duke Li Ji who was huddled in a corner.

After the restoration of Gaozong Li Zhi, the first to replace was Li Ji who was far away in the battlefield of Liaodong, and Li Zhi, the important minister of the country who looked forward to the king of Zhongqin but missed the future, hated it, so Li Ji also had the self-knowledge to take refuge in Fujian.

At this time, Li Ji's eyes were still immersed in a deep sadness, the death of the eldest grandson Li Jingye had clearly come from the front line, the worst thing in the world was that the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, especially Li Jingye's body was not in the chaos, as a grandfather, he couldn't even retrieve the remains of the most promising grandson, and the blow to Li Ji could be imagined.

After a moment of trance, Li Jicai turned around and glanced at Ahura and Cui Ti, who were staring at him on both sides, and Cui Ti, the right attendant of the military department, but the old general arched his hand slowly: "The Khorasan Kingdom is important, and Qin Huaiyang's army can't move!"

In Ahula's ecstatic expression, Cui Ti immediately shouted as if she was in mourning: "Then don't you care about the south?" The Beijing division still has five 180,000 Shangfu soldiers, so can't one soldier and one soldier be dispatched to support the south? ”

After these words were finished, the entire court was suddenly cold for a few seconds, and even Cui Ti, who said this, urgently covered his mouth and retracted.

This matter is too taboo, the 230,000 army is completely under Li Jie's Gongwei Jing Division, left and right Qianniuwei, left and right Jin Wuwei, right prison guard, the nominal commander-in-chief is the prison Li Rang, in fact, the right to transfer troops is still in Li Jie's own hands.

With Zheng Lun's example, who dares to speak out to weaken the defense of the Beijing Division? Once something happens, he will be a sinner for the ages.

Now the entire court is trying its best to avoid this embarrassing scene, Fujian urgently needs to defeat the more than 200,000 Arab armies entrenched in Mesopotamia, and welcome back Li Jie, but the war requires the transfer of troops, and the transfer of troops requires military power, and the military power is still in the hands of Li Jie.

Now the Fujian State seems to be caught in this endless circle, so it can only watch hundreds of thousands of Arabs roar through Mesopotamia, with internal rebellions and foreign enemies, passively being beaten.

Li Jidu snorted, thought for a while before arching his hand again and said: "Relying on the rights of the governor of Nantianzhu, you can mobilize the local government soldiers, the number of soldiers in the southern Chalouqi people is sufficient, but there is a lack of equipment and training, it just happens that the right guard of Liu Boying's department in Goa State to quell the rebellion has time, and His Royal Highness the Supervisor issued an edict ordering General Liu Boying to cooperate, and the counterinsurgency is still."

"How long are we going to be beaten in chaos?"

Before Li Ji finished speaking, an angry voice suddenly interrupted his words, and in the side eyes of the ministers, the police governor, Pingnan Boxue Zhiguan, who rushed back from the front line, suddenly stood up, full of anger, and the fierce arch fist went up.

"Now His Royal Highness and the important ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are in a dilemma, the Fujian country is in turmoil, you are still protecting yourself in the Ming Zhe, avoiding these rules and regulations, are you still the ministers of the king?"

Xue Zhiguan is subordinate to the intelligence agency, and he has great power on weekdays, but he doesn't have much say in the court, and he is intimidated, and the huge court immediately becomes silent, and even Li Ji and Li Daozong can't help but bow their heads slightly.

A wisp of vigilance flashed in Old Yang Yi's faint old eyes, but Yang Yi still raised his thin hand and asked Xue Zhiguan, "Xue Dudu, then what do you suggest?"

"Now that His Royal Highness the King of Min is covered with dust and internal and external enemies are eyeing him, the prince of the prison country should quickly succeed to the throne of the King of Fujian, lead our Fujian country to resist foreign enemies, suppress civil strife, and defeat the Arab barbarians!"

This statement is really earth-shattering, now everyone is avoiding the fact that Li Jie may be killed and captured, and now Xue Zhiguan has broken everyone's fig leaf* naked, and the ministers standing around Xue Zhiguan took a big step back, showing anger, and the old Yang Yi stood up suddenly with a rattan chair.

Dumbfounded, Li Rang, who had been watching in a daze, pointed to his nose in astonishment and was about to shake his head, but another sharp roar suppressed all voices.

"Absolutely not!"

Angrily stood up from the chair where the curtain was listening, Xiao Man'er screamed and vetoed Xue Zhiguan's words, like a madwoman, threw off the curtain, and the face of Qiaoli under the crown of the prison country was full of color, and he roared with rage.

"His Royal Highness will definitely come back, King Min can only be His Royal Highness, and the palace will never allow any usurpation of the throne in one day, and disperse the dynasty!"

The bead curtain swayed, and in a rage, Xiao Man'er left the Manchu Dynasty civil and military and slammed the door directly, leaving a place where the ministers looked at each other, and the prison Li Rang sat on the throne embarrassedly.

Staring at the shaking bead curtain and hanging his head, Xue Zhiguan's eyes couldn't help revealing a sharp fierce light - 4779507918406536548 + dsguoo + 692 - >