It turned out to be such a sentence, which stung Emperor Yufeng's sensitive nerves.

Han Jian knew it in his heart, and immediately said, "Slave and maid, let's go."

In fact, Han Jian didn't go, he walked quietly to the door, and then glanced into the room, before going down the steps step by step.

Hong Wen immediately greeted him again, "Master, Your Majesty...... What's wrong?"

"No," Han Qian's voice was very calm and calm, "It's just time to take medicine."

After speaking, he looked at his apprentice, "Where's Your Majesty's medicine?"

"I've been in close care here all along! Don't dare to fake your hands at all!" Hong Wen said with a worried look in his eyes, "I don't know how long Your Majesty can last."

After speaking, when he found that the master fell on his calm and cold gaze, he immediately slapped himself and said continuously: "I was wrong, Your Majesty is a long-lived immortal destiny, and it can naturally last for a long time, what can't hold it."

"Mind your mouth." Han Jian looked away and said lightly.

Hong Wen didn't dare to say anything more.

His master is the eunuch who holds the seal of the celebrant and seals, and even now, the policies to be determined by the cabinet vote will eventually be sent to the master for approval.

And the celebrant is an institution that is completely subordinate to His Majesty, so no matter how dissatisfied the prince is, how can those civil and military ministers in the court say that the master is in power.

But no one dared to say anything about removing or replacing Han Qian, because that would be tantamount to disrespecting Emperor Yufeng, and he could even be labeled as a rebel.

It is precisely because of this that Hong Wen also knows that now their ceremonial supervisors are under great pressure, as long as Emperor Yufeng dies, they may not have a good time.

Especially Master Han Qian.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, it is extremely clear at this time.

Not to mention, Master's philosophy has not been very consistent with those of the ministers in the court.

Especially in the matter of King Chen.

In fact, Hong Wen didn't know what the master thought, at this time, why bother to offend King Chen.

Datong's life is so difficult now, and Master's attitude towards the matter of military salaries and military sources is so resolute, which is somewhat insufficient to judge the situation.

King Chen fought with Da Rong, this is the great righteousness, at least the great righteousness of the Great Apocalypse.

Now the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are busy sending people and food to Darong, and they are stuck here with the master, what is going on?

In the future, if you liquidate it, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch a whole corpse.

"What do you think?"

Han Qian's voice suddenly came from behind, and Hong Wen jumped.

As soon as he turned his face, he saw that his master was looking at him with a smile.

Like everyone else, Hong Wen couldn't see the superfluous expression on Han Qian's face, so he was a little flattered at this time, and at the same time a little stunned.

"All the lawsuits in my head are written on the door of my head," Han Jian looked at him, his eyes turned out to be rare kindness, "In the future, when you become a palm seal eunuch, you can't hold your breath like this?"

Hong Wen was startled when he heard this, and quickly knelt down, "Master, apprentice...... I don't have any other thoughts."

Han Jian held his hands behind his back and looked at the heavy night outside, his face was as dark as that night, he sank completely, but his tone was quite gentle, "What are you doing so nervous? After all, I will leave one day, and you will naturally have one day to ascend."

Hearing him say this, Hong Wencai stood up, showing his true emotions rarely, and let out a long sigh, "Alas! The apprentice and the master are of the same mind, how can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tolerate it?"

"Who said ......?"

Han Jian seemed to say something, but Hong Wen didn't hear it clearly, he looked at the tall man in front of the window in surprise, but the next moment, there was no figure by the window.

It seems that Fang Cai's words are simply his hallucinations.

This kind of thing is not something that can be rushed for a while.

It's about to be a small year, and according to the rules, it's time for the court to seal the pen, but there are still many things to deal with before the year.

Han Jian actually doesn't really care about these court affairs, the person who really deals with them is Hong Wen, it's just a few big things, and in the end, the cabinet and the celebrant will meet to determine, and then the master will come forward to express his position.

Among them, the most important, and the most important thing for the master, is naturally the news of Datong.

Not surprisingly, there are a lot of things about Datong in this thick stack today.

When he saw a small message there, Hong Wen couldn't help but scold, "What kind of brain is this!"

It turned out that the Jinyi guard, who was far away in Datong, caught the prefect secretly transferring his wife and private property, the key is that this matter was not secretly guarded, but exposed when the prefect's wife went out of the city in disguise.

Next to the city gate is the porridge shed built by the imperial court for disaster relief, and the yellow gold rolls out, making a great movement, and the entire city gate is in chaos.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the news that the prefect's wife left with a lot of money immediately flew to every corner of Datong as if she had grown wings.

For a moment, everyone became nervous.

Originally, under the relief of the government, and the news on the front line was not bad, although the people in the border area were still a little uneasy, they were generally optimistic.

Seeing this now, everyone's mentality suddenly collapsed.

The prefect, after all, is the biggest parent official in Datong, and the news in his hands is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Even the prefect is busy transferring property and family, can this battle still be won?

Why is the life of an official a life, isn't the life of an ordinary person a life?

At this time, the people who had already begun to prepare for the New Year did not care about the New Year, and began to plan where to take refuge one by one.

As a result, the whole scene was a mess.

It's actually not a big deal, but it's just a shame.

Hong Wen snorted lightly, "It's all something that I don't know, and the imperial court is simply wasting food in vain by raising these people."

With that, he put the things aside and looked at the next one.

This kind of thing is really not a big deal for the imperial court.

But for those who are in Datong, it really makes people angry.

The corners of Xie Qionghua's mouth were full of bubbles, "Do you still have that herbal tea you made last time?"

Seeing her anxious look, Xie Songhua couldn't help but persuade, "Aren't you just a little girl? And it's this season again, don't drink it anymore, or you will have a stomachache at night."

Xie Qionghua's irritability was written on his face, "Where can I still take care of that, don't you know, I just passed today, and the shed was torn down, and there were still people rushing with people, so they had to reopen the city gate and go out."

Cuiliu still brought her a bowl of herbal tea, but it was heated.

"Ouch, my Aunt Cuiliu, you have hot tea!"

Cuiliu said helplessly: "You can't drink cold again, if you really feel uncomfortable, the eldest girl simply grabs the snow outside and puts it in, the slave doesn't dare to take responsibility, if something happens when you turn around, the eldest lady will arrest someone, and the slave doesn't have the ability to fight against her old man."

Although Xie Qionghua said that it was completely good, she was not as good as an ordinary normal woman in that convenience, so she didn't say anything more when she heard this.

"What is the situation at the gates?"

Xie Qionghua drank most of the bowl, and then sighed and said, "It's calm, oh, by the way, Baiyue is here."

Hearing this, Xie Songhua paused, and said in surprise, "When did you come back?"

"I don't know, but he came back alone, and the prince is still ahead."

After all, it is almost the New Year, and Xie Songhua's belly is also beginning to show her pregnancy, but she has not seen Xiao Yu so far.

A few days ago, there was another hard fight, but the military rations sent here were less than half of the before.

The prefect came to the palace to cry several times, but Xie Songhua had no choice but to write a letter to Xie Changqing

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"Don't worry!" Xie Qionghua saw her mood at this time, so he grabbed her hand hard, "Uncle is still in the cabinet!" And there are still a few days before the pen is sealed, so I will definitely be able to transfer the food."