In the Taihe Palace, the scorching sun shines through the carved window lattice, and is recklessly cast on the ground. The dazzling light folded over the carved dragon throne in the center of the high platform, and a circle of light gold floated light.

In front of the throne, a bronze incense burner of the crane did not burn agarwood at the moment, but placed some ice cubes, and the palace people on both sides kept shaking their fans, showing a trace of coolness. The jade screen engraved with the picture of the rivers and mountains outlines the figure of the Son of Heaven on the throne.

The Son of Heaven was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe lined with a white Luo shirt, a jade rhino hairpin inserted into the crown of flowing beads, and a wide ribbon of golden dragons around his waist.

The atmosphere of the originally peaceful early dynasty suddenly became intense. Some officials confronted each other as soon as they changed their words, and their voices were comparable to the noise of cicadas.

Shen Ling put her hands on her cheeks, her eyes were already empty, she nodded slightly, and her mind had already run to the four seas. Fortunately, when he ascended the throne in his early years, he placed the jade screen in front of the stage to hide his often absent appearance.

"The northwestern neighbor has always been a tiger and wolf barbarian, and my heavy soldiers have been guarding the territory for many years. The so-called raising troops for a thousand days and using troops for a while, now that the Inner Dynasty is stable and the people are rich, why don't several generals take advantage of this to send troops to attack? ”

"At present, our dynasty is indeed strong and strong, and there is plenty of food and grass, but once a war starts, how can it be won in a short period of time? You wait for the literati to speak lightly, and whoever does it will lead the troops! ”

"Then you are cowards if you don't fight!"

"It's useless to say more, if you want to be a hero, we will definitely give you a military talisman. It's just that there is a word in advance, if it takes two or three years for you to attack it, it will be when the three armies are exhausted, and the people will weigh it themselves! ”

The civil officials of this dynasty are based on the three divisions, and the military attaches are unified by privy councils, and check and balance each other. Today, however, something strange happened, the military attache was reluctant to lead the army to send troops, and the civilian officials instead pouted to fight.

It's been half an hour, and some people can't get a result when they are arguing, so they simply throw the trouble to the Son of Heaven on the throne.

"What does Your Majesty think?"

"Please also ask Your Majesty to decide."

Shen Ling only felt that there was no end to the noise in his ears, and he came back to his senses, yawned lazily, clenched his fist and knocked it twice on his forehead, slowly straightened his back from the dragon chair, and cheered up his spirits. He is eight out of ten this year, and he is an eagle falcon trying wings, which is older than Ao Qiushuang. It's a pity that everyone bullied him for his youth, and he wanted to show it but was constrained left and right.

"Ladies and gentlemen—"

However, Shen Ling was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth, and the urgent gazes of the hundred officials made him feel like he was on pins and needles.

The most powerful one today is Meng Zhiqiu, the right man of the third division, who is also the queen mother's brother and his uncle. However, Shen Ling has always known: no matter how close this uncle is, he can't compete with his imperial uncle.

When Shen Ling thought of Shen Xiao, his soft spine was violently lifted, and he hurriedly turned his head sideways and beckoned to Gonggong Pei.

Pei Yan stepped forward and bowed. He was originally one of the hidden guards of the Imperial City Division, and many years ago Shen Ling was arranged to be close to him for protection when he ascended the throne. Over the years, he has been a low-key person in the palace, and he is exquisite, and he can be regarded as a talent among eunuchs.

Gonggong Pei reminded in a whisper: "I have already ordered someone to invite the regent, Your Majesty should not be impatient." ”

Shen Ling's eyes folded, and he nodded silently to stabilize his heart.

"The Lord Regent has arrived!"

I saw a long and thin figure stepping into the threshold, and as soon as he stepped into the hall, he brought a cold aura.

Shen Xiao stood calmly in front of the jade screen, the light and wing-like silk robe swayed with it, and a white jade pendant hung from the waist leather, lining the clothes and noble clothes, and the temperament was cold and arrogant.

Shen Ling on the throne looked at Shen Xiao, opened his mouth excitedly, and stammered: "The emperor, the emperor's uncle is here!" ”

Except for Shen Xiao, who hooked his lips with a smile, the other officials didn't dare to smile when they heard it.

Shen Xiao scolded softly with a face: "Your Majesty is not young, you should learn not to be surprised." "The voice is low, just like the spring water of a cold pond.

In the whole world, the only one who dares to speak to the Son of Heaven like this is this regent Shen Xiao.

Feeling the regent's sharp and impatient eyes, Shen Ling immediately straightened his body, and his fair and childish face revealed a bit of calmness.

When Meng Zhiqiu saw Shen Xiao enter the hall, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and his brows jumped: What a thing!

This kind of hostility of secretly poking and probing, Shen Xiao has always disdained it. But inevitably there are still people who don't know what to do and think about it, and they come up to die.

The old man Bai Wen on the other side looked indifferent, and nodded when he saw Shen Xiao returning face. This Bai Wen has always had expectations, he often holds himself on the right path, and he often whispers about the actions of Shen Xiao Regent, but he doesn't do anything on the surface, waiting for others to pick on him.

Bai Wen only showed a little contempt, and fell within Shen Xiao's sight, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and colder.

- Tsk, bad old man is bad! This person is old and plotting the country, and he is like a traitor.

When Shen Xiao was young, he led troops to suppress the border passes, and his murder was famous. In the barracks, it is said that he is highly disciplined, and he is also ruthless under his rule, and he is even more brave against the enemy.

"Bring the living room's pen."

After Shen Xiao finished speaking, Julang secretly looked at Shen Ling, and when he saw his master nodding, he could only take two steps and hand it over.

The officials next to him were still confused, so they heard Shen Xiao say coldly: "The pen is for you, who said here today that he would send troops, even if his name is written." When you come to the next day, the king will make decisions for you. ”

The officials were immediately frightened, but Meng Zhiqiu jumped forward and argued: "Ridiculous! Not to mention that you are old, the civil and military officials are already performing their duties, what does the regent want to interfere with? ”

"It seems that Master Meng understands everyone, it doesn't matter if you are old, don't you all have sons? It's also time for the younger generation to go to the battlefield to experience the experience. ”

Shen Xiao's words were full of astonishment.

"This and this, the battlefield is dangerous, doesn't it make the old minister desperate?"

"Your Majesty Mingjian, you must not agree!"

It is known that Shen Xiao has been gloomy and thunderous for several years, and no one dares to provoke his arrogance.

After calling for a while, the officials in the palace gradually lowered their eyebrows.

Shen Ling's hands on the armchair loosened, her voice was obviously a little lighter, and she deliberately lowered her voice a little and said, "Let's stop here today, I'm tired." With a wave of his sleeves, he snorted softly at Gonggong Pei.

Gonggong Pei silently approved, and raised his nostrils to the sky and shouted: "Retreat!" ”

The noisy early dynasty also stopped, and the ministers slowly dispersed with their own thoughts......

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Shen Xiao himself had a fief in Luoyang, and after returning to the dynasty, the emperor gave him a mansion in the imperial capital to be located in the inner city outside the palace, and the western part of Beijing occupied the largest piece of official land.

The green smoke of the green tiles, the wooden windows are carved with various patterns, and the shadow is mottled on the road.

A shadow scurried in, and the wind swirled with a few petals on the ground. Someone walked up to the door and knocked a few times.

"Lord, there is something important to report."

Shen Xiao took off his official clothes and changed into a black blue regular clothes, and served a bowl of herbal tea, the tea leaves were flat and smooth, the color was tender and green and oily, and the smell was also refreshing, and the tea soup was clear. He took a mouthful and rolled it on the coating of his tongue before swallowing it slowly, only to feel that the taste was mellow.

"What's the matter?" Shen Xiao swallowed a sip of tea, wiped away the pleasure on his face, rolled his eyes, and gloom surged up.

The room was bright, the dark shadow on the window lattice flickered, and the person had already pushed the door and stepped in.