The emperor was silent for a long time, he forgot that it was the lunar month, and the New Year was coming soon.

"What about Dazai?"

"Dazai stayed in the house all the time, and he didn't see any guests."

Hearing this, the Imperial History on the far right sneered sarcastically, "It's really ridiculous, the Holy Lord they themselves abandoned, is now pretending to mourn, and it is extremely hypocritical. ”

Fu Yingran couldn't help but glance at the young Dianyu Shi more, and his heart was churning with amazement.

This man who has just been established is the Imperial Historian Diancang, who was educated and cultivated by the Holy Lord's Academy, and with his own erudition and strong knowledge, he climbed to the position of the Imperial Historian above tens of thousands of people.

It can be described as a legend above the court.

He is also the representative and leader of the ministers who believe in the Holy Lord in the court, and he is in opposition to Hu Xiangguo.

"Your Majesty, according to the minister's opinion, Tianyang Kingdom is clearly deliberately avoiding it, unwilling to help me and support our wings."

"The conclusion of the imperial history is too hasty, everyone knows that every year on the day of incense, His Majesty will strike the court, not deliberately not to meet with the envoys. You made up your mind so quickly, it was mixed with selfishness, and you brought your dissatisfaction with His Majesty Tianyang to political affairs. Now that the war is urgent, the only thing that can deter and support the wings is the Tianyang Kingdom, you disdain to ask for help from the Tianyang Kingdom so much, do you want to put the Twilight Kingdom to death? ”

Hu Xiangguo is an old fox who has been in the court for many years, and he punishes his heart every word, and puts the imperial history on the execution ground of selfishness and misguided the country.

The minister didn't mean this, the minister just thought that the battle with Fuyi lasted for nearly two months, and there were many seals on the national letter, and there was no movement in Tianyang Kingdom, so it can be seen that there was no heart to help. We cannot put all our hopes on outsiders, and the most urgent task at the moment is to discuss how to deploy troops and defend Yunshan Pass. ”

The emperor's eyebrows were deep, listening to the back-and-forth arguments between Hu Xiangguo and Dianyushi, and thinking seriously.

"Yunshan Pass must be guarded. Behind Yunshan Pass is Cangzhou, one of the most important economic centers in the twilight country, densely populated, if it is lost, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

Hu Xiangguo and Dian Yu Shi agreed and nodded yes.

"I immediately issued an order to transfer 5,000 capital garrison elite armor to support Yunshan Pass."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The three ministers bowed in unison, and the tense atmosphere finally eased slightly.

The emperor sat back on the couch, his body seemed to fall apart, the whole person breathed a sigh of relief, and fatigue suddenly swept over his body.

He looked at Fu Yingran, who was in a daze next to him, and called, "Bring me the rice wine to taste." ”

Fu Yingran woke up, muttering in his heart, his nose was quite smart.

Fu Yingran poured a bowl for the emperor, this time he learned to be smart and did not test the poison himself, but instructed a little eunuch to help test the poison.

After testing the poison, the emperor raised his head and took a big sip, and suddenly felt that his whole body was smooth and comfortable, and he praised it with a smile.

The three ministers also tasted two sips each, and they were all satisfied and praised, never thinking that anyone could make rice wine so delicious!

Staring at the full and crystalline rice grains in the bowl, the emperor sighed and looked at Hu Xiangguo.

"Victims fleeing war zones must be resettled, no prefecture or county should be evicted, and local officials must organize the resettlement of the victims so that they do not go hungry and freeze." They are all innocently implicated people, uprooted from their homes and homeless, which is really pitiful. ”

"Your Majesty's love for the people is touching. The ministers obeyed. ”

Dian Yushi replied, "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry too much, at the beginning of the war, Peach Blossom Villa had already issued instructions, and all the subordinate relief houses and Salesian homes were in action, and the students of the academy also gathered to set up porridge sheds and medicine sheds along the way to help the victims. Now that the people's hearts are stable, no greater tragedy will happen. ”

There was a shallow pride and relief on the face of the imperial history, and the bottom of his heart was once again proud of believing in the Holy Lord!

After hearing these words, the emperor's expression became like an abyss and an abyss, elusive.

"After all, the power of the people is limited, and the power of the state is the most powerful. Hu Xiangguo, the matter of supporting the victims of the disaster must not be delayed, and I will ask Dasi Nong to allocate the disaster funds, which must be fully implemented on the victims. ”

"Yes!"

Hu Xiangguo lowered his head in response, and secretly glanced at the imperial history, and a smile appeared on Fangzheng's calm face, with an unknown irony.

Fu Yingran saw the smile in his eyes, and the clouds lightly looked away.

Leaving from the Xuande Palace, it was the high moon hanging in the air again.

Walking slowly under the cold moonlight, the cold wind whistling in her ears blew her long hair that blended with the night, and blew her red hair.

She pulled her collar and shrunk her shoulders, and she came closer, blocking the wind outlet behind her, and carrying the palace lamp to light her way.

"What is the festival of Incense Day?"

The tired voice was swept away by the night wind, and soon it was gone.

Fu Chen's posture was upright, unaffected by the cold, and he followed her step by step, his steps were unified.

"Incense Day...... It is the day when the Holy Lord dies, and the people spontaneously mourn, forming a fixed day. There are seven days of incense consumption day, and these seven days are devoted to vegetarian food, good deeds, and self-examination. ”

Every time she learns about the Holy Lord, she will be given a new shock.

Fu Yingran couldn't imagine that there was such a legendary and influential woman in the world.

The people of the world set up festivals for her, and devoutly believed in and admired her.

It is inconceivable that even the emperor of a country has quit the dynasty on this day.

"Do you know the Holy Lord, what kind of person she is? I just listened to the words of the imperial history, and it seems that I have a great prejudice against the emperor of Tianyang. ”

As soon as she had doubts, she asked Fu Chen, she knew that Fu Tan knew everything, and any question could be answered from him, it was up to him to tell her or not.

Fu Tan smiled and answered cheerfully, "It's not just prejudice, but hate." ”

Fu Yingran's eyes lit up suddenly, and he grabbed his arm and looked up at him, his face full of curiosity.

"There's a story, tell about it."

Fu Chen took a breath, pulled her hand away without a trace, and glanced at the long line of palace people following behind, keeping a decent distance.

"The Holy Lord used to be the national teacher of the Tianyang Kingdom, kind-hearted and helpful, at that time, the emperor of the Tianyang Kingdom had just ascended the throne, and there were many grievances in the court. The Holy Lord helped him stabilize the situation in the court, win the hearts of the people, and made a lot of contributions. But in the end, the emperor felt that she was a master and killed her with his own hands. ”

The deep voice seemed to be as cold as the night wind.

It's staggering, and the life of a legendary character is really twists and turns.

"The emperor of Tianyang killed her, and then stopped mourning her, duplicity, but not hypocrisy."

No wonder the Xuande Hall in the Imperial History Society scolded the emperor of Tianyang with such disdain.

In the eyes of these protégés of the Holy Lord, the Emperor of Tianyang Kingdom is not an enemy.

"People all over the world mourn together on her death day, and her life is worth it!"

When I returned to Yinghui Garden, two little palace maids were talking to the crescent moon at the door with palace lanterns, and one of them was carrying a bat-patterned box painted with gold and black lacquer.

The palace maid was about to hand over the suitcase to the crescent moon, and when she saw Fu Yingzhi coming back, she hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"I've seen the county lord, and the maid is the palace maid of Rongping Palace. Concubine Han heard that the county lord was serving in the Xuande Hall recently, and she must have worked hard, so she sent a copy of the tonic she took on weekdays, saying that it was the best to strengthen the body and get rid of fatigue. In addition, there are a few kinds of snacks, which were sent by King Yan when he entered the palace, and they were all given to the county lord to taste. ”