If he is not dealt with publicly, the prestige and status of the Zhao royal family will be questioned and attacked by the common people and the princes and nobles.

disposed of Zhao Yuanhe, and there was no reaction from Jiuli's side.

It can be seen that the relationship between them and Zhao Yuanhe is purely a mutual use.

They didn't care about the identity of Zhao Yuan and the half of the Jiuli people.

Jiuli is an extremely united and xenophobic tribe, and in their hearts, they have always been non-me, and their hearts must be different.

They can't really accept an outsider.

Later, Zhao Yuanjing wrote a letter about what happened, and sent it back to Kyoto to Yun Dai through the channel of Tang Yuanyuan.

After Yun Dai got the letter, she couldn't say anything other than shock and sigh.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuanhe's mother concubine was actually from Jiuli.

She always remembered clearly how amazing she was when she first met Zhao Yuanhe.

As for his relationship with Tao Wan, it has always been an insoluble mystery in Yun Dai's heart.

At first, she suspected that Zhao Yuanhe was abusing Tao Wan, but later she saw the injury on Zhao Yuanhe's arm and refuted this speculation.

Who the hell is the two of them abusing whom, or rather, abusing each other.

There's no way to know.

Yun Dai sighed, folded the letter and put it away, and looked out the window.

It's snowing.

It's almost the end of the year again.

Although she has always been worried about Zhao Yuanjing's battle situation in Saibei, she still has to do the things at hand. The New Year's events still have to be prepared one by one.

Depending on the situation, Zhao Yuanjing can't come back for the New Year.

Although she didn't have the heart to celebrate the New Year, after all, the harem was different from other places, and it couldn't be completely over. Besides, there are children, and she doesn't want them to feel that the palace is bleak.

She has low energy and needs to stay in the Yuewu Palace from time to time to rest, but fortunately, with Qi Xiao and Jin Shan to help her, the operation of the palace is quite stable.

As for the affairs of the previous dynasty, there are a few cabinet elders who preside over the overall situation, the officials of the six ministries maintain the operation of the imperial court, and Jin Lan is here, so far, there has been no chaos.

In December, the fighting on the northern side of the country became more and more intense, and it was said that many people had died.

Yun Dai was far away in Kyoto, and the news she got was relatively late, so she could only be anxious in her heart.

In mid-December, Jin Lan took the initiative to come to her and told her about her current predicament.

The front line lacked food and grass and charcoal to protect against the cold, and the gunpowder and artillery shells used for fighting had long been depleted.

Originally, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the Great Zhou was far inferior to that of the Jiuli people, and under the leadership of Zhao Yuanjing and the power of the artillery, the situation could be stabilized.

In such a good situation, it once again fell into a predicament because of lack of food, clothing, and ammunition.

Jin Lan is the person responsible for preparing and delivering grain and grass to Saibei.

This is an extremely difficult task.

During this time, he ran between various ministries and local officials for grain and grass, tried his best to raise grain, grass and silver, and sent them to the front line, and the whole person lost a lot of weight.

Yun Dai was also taken aback when she saw him.

Jin Lan is a beautiful man who is as warm as jade, but at this time, his eyes are blue, his eyes are bloodshot, and he looks thin. Looks like I haven't slept well in days.

Jin Lan knelt down and saluted.

Yun Dai called him up and said, "Lord Jin, shouldn't you sleep well and talk back to this palace again?" ”

Jin Lan stood up and said with a wry smile: "Niangniang is wise, the minister hasn't slept well for half a month." ”

"Why is that?"

"The emperor is suffering on the front line, as a courtier, how can he sleep?"