After a busy day, Ling Li took the generals to eat some roast horse meat outside the tent, and then arranged to withdraw to Jinlin Beach.

When he finished arranging the evacuation and returned to the tent with the generals, Shen Zhu had already written a draft report. After reading it, Ling Li ordered Shen to hand over the draft report to the generals for circulation and discussion.

"The Xili barbarians attacked Anyuan at night, and the Zhenxi army lost 1,800 carts of grain and grass? Caopozi Town was razed to the ground, and the people in the town had nothing left?! Lu Yuqing, the secretary in charge, read the draft war report written by Shen Shu, and immediately exclaimed: "General, what Shen Gongzi wrote is not a war report, but a funeral report, right?" ”

"Yes, general, Shen Gongzi wrote this, it is clearly not a request for merit, but a request for guilt." Zhang Yi was also anxious.

"Shen Gongzi, this loss of 1,800 carts of grain and grass is a big crime of bullying the king!" Zhao Dong blushed anxiously.

"Captain Zhao, don't worry, this lost grain and grass is just a matter that has no evidence." Shen slowly opened his mouth, "It would be great if someone above was more serious about this number." ”

Everyone was puzzled.

"The court of the Western Army of 80,000 towns feels that it is too much, if they know that we have defeated the barbarians of Xili in the winter of lack of food and clothing, I am afraid that we will have to order the removal, and the military salaries, grain and grass will not be counted on. I know that this is clearly asking for military pay for us. Ling Li opened his mouth with a smile, and then handed the draft report to Lu Yuqing, the secretary in charge, "Just report it according to this!" ”

The generals couldn't help but look at each other.

"Rest assured, the military merits owed to you will be rewarded in the future." Ling Li's gaze swept over the faces of the generals and fell on Shen Zhu, "Wei knows that he has been in the town of the Western Army for less than a day, but he knows our situation well, and it seems that he has put a lot of effort into it. In this way, in the future, you will follow Lu Yuqing, the secretary of the book, to be a Confucian Linlang. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for taking me in." Shen leaned over slightly, and after thanking Ling Li, he turned sideways to Lu Yuqing and bowed: "In the future, I will ask Secretary Lu for more advice." ”

Lu Yuqing was the first to complain about Shen Zhi's report, and then he felt that he had lost face when he heard Ling Li praise him, but he didn't expect Ling Li to do it calmly in the end, so he also returned a salute, "Shen Gongzi is polite." ”

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"Wait, wait, the key—"

It was the end of the unitary hour, and the ministers of the palace gate bureau and the general of the prison gate were checking the fish talisman and preparing to close the door, and they all knew that Liu Yin shook the apricot yellow brocade silk scroll in his hand and called eagerly.

"Liu Duzhi didn't run, the door was still open for you, and it fell carefully." The ministers of the palace gate bureau were particularly respectful to this high-ranking official of the Inner Service Province, and asked with a smile on his face: "But what's the hurry?" ”

Before Liu Yin could speak, Ling Chong, who was dressed in the regular clothes of the prince in crimson behind him, lifted the hem of his clothes and strode in past Liu Yin. A group of people inside the door hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Ling Chong's face was gloomy, and he didn't hear the greetings of the internal officials, so he just walked towards Funing Palace quickly. Liu Yin arched his hand towards the ministers and the general of the prison gate, and before he had time to talk, he hurriedly followed.

"This master has a calm face all year round, and I don't know who owes him?!" The prison general pursed his lips.

"Ouch, don't you dare to say this, go back and let that master know, be careful of your head." The ministers of the palace gate bureau pointed to their heads and stopped them repeatedly.

"What is the matter with my father, summoning this palace in such a hurry?" Outside the Funing Palace, Ling Chong opened his mouth to ask Liu Yin.

Liu Yin shook his head, "This, the old slave really doesn't know." However, an hour ago, an hour ago, an Anyuan's recital was sent to the palace......"

"An Yuan?!" Ling Chong paused. In this cold winter, it must have been Ling Li's excerpt to urge military salaries and materials. Ling Chong pondered for a moment, and then walked towards the hall.

At the entrance of the Funing Palace, there was already an attendant who opened the brocade curtain to protect against the wind and cold in winter. Ling Chong stepped into the palace gate, and another chamberlain led him towards the imperial study in the west hall.

In the imperial study, there were already a number of civil and military ministers dressed in purple, such as Prime Minister Shu Shi'an, Zhenguo General He Anguo, Auxiliary General Zhong Jishu, Fengguo General Li Jiuquan, and Privy Envoy Pei Kehuai...... This scale is no less than a small pilgrimage. Ling Chong's heart couldn't help but beat a drum.

As soon as they saw Ling Chong coming in, all the dignitaries bowed their heads one after another.

Ling Chong pressed the bottom of his heart, walked a few steps to the imperial desk where Emperor Chengde was seated, and knelt on his knees to pay respects, "Sons knock to see the emperor." I don't know what happened when my father summoned his sons at this time? ”

"Your East Palace is the closest to me, but you are the latest, why did you come here?!" As soon as Emperor Chengde opened his mouth, he was already angry.

Ling Chong immediately bowed his head to the ground, "Erchen went to Dali Temple earlier to assist in a case, and as soon as he returned to the palace and received the order, he hurried to come before he had dinner......

After listening to Ling Chong's discrimination, Emperor Chengde did not make a sound for a while, Ling Chong was about to look up at his face, and a black shadow struck in front of him, and then there was a "snap", and when he looked again, it was actually a fold thrown in front of him.

"See for yourself first!" Emperor Chengde pointed to the fold on the ground and said angrily.

Ling Chong hesitantly picked up the fold, this was a battle report sent by the Zhenxi Army, and after he read it quickly, he immediately understood why Emperor Chengde urgently summoned important ministers and dignitaries to discuss matters late at night. He gloated in his heart for Ling Li for suffering the big loss of the West Plough Barbarian, but he had to pretend to be sad on his face to cater to the atmosphere at the moment.

"What do you think about this?" Emperor Chengde saw that the prince looked sad after reading the report, and his tone softened a little. In the past two years, Emperor Chengde's health has gradually become old, and he intends to hand over many things in the court to Ling Chong, who is the crown prince.

Ling Chong saw that his father's tone had changed, so he stood up and arched his hand: "Father is not angry, this fold is deceitful!" ”

"Is there a deception?!" Emperor Chengde's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"According to Erchen, this is clearly the third child's grandstanding and lying about the military ......situation in order to urge grain and grass" Ling Chong glanced at the ministers in the hall who were listening, and analyzed: "It is absolutely impossible for the Zhenxi Army to lose so much grain and grass, because after the winter, Erchen has not allocated grain and grass to them——! ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Jishu, the prince's father-in-law and general of the auxiliary state, was the first to hide his face with his hands, revealing an expression that he couldn't bear to listen to. The rest of the ministers looked at each other and shook their heads.

"80,000 garrisons, after the winter, they haven't allocated grain and grass?!" Emperor Chengde's face changed drastically.

Realizing that he had lost his words, Ling Chong immediately replied: "Father, the emperor, you have issued a military restriction order before, and if the retainer is in a hurry to send the grain and grass over, I am afraid that the third child will think that the military restriction order is a joke......

"Kidding?!" Emperor Chengde was immediately furious, and swept it with one palm, and the pen stand, inkstone, paperweight, and edict on the imperial desk crackled and flew down, and he pointed at Ling Chong and said angrily: "Dare to love, are you treating the 80,000 Zhenxi Army as a joke?" ”

The air in the study suddenly tensed.