In the end, King Pingnan still promised to help Yu Hao do three things, and left Hao's heavy crossbow and trebuchet in Yunzhou.

As for what it is, Yu Hao hasn't thought about it for the time being, so he owes it first.

Although this wave seems to be the blood of King Pingnan, Yu Hao is not at a loss.

After all, the promise of a big man like King Pingnan can save his life at a critical moment, and its value is not something that can be measured by hundreds of taels of silver.

After leaving the Jianwei army at Shahe Pass to help defend it, Yu Hao and his party embarked on the journey back to Beijing with 1,800 dart masters.

At the same time, the city of Wudu, the imperial palace, the imperial study.

Emperor Zhu Song was reviewing the folds handed over by the Hubu Shangshu, and his whole face was full of seriousness.

Because of the drought in the north, the five northern states have almost no harvest, and Zhu Song has already ordered that the common people in the five northern states be exempted from paying taxes for one year.

In addition, the coastal areas were plagued by pirates, and taxes were scarce.

The total tax revenue of the whole country is only half of that of previous years, and there is not much left after excluding the income of officials and the disaster relief funds in the north, as well as the capital construction funds and military salaries in various places.

There is also a pension for the fallen soldiers in the south to be issued, and Zhu Song is worried in his heart!

It seems that he can only take out the more than 20 million taels of silver obtained from the auction of water jade to fill the deficit in the treasury.

"Your Majesty, Lu Saijiu asks to see you!" At this moment, the voice of Feng Yulou came from outside the imperial study.

Feng Yulou's injuries are almost healed, and he just rushed back to the capital not long ago and took on the role of the emperor's personal bodyguard.

Zhu Song shook his head, shook off the negative emotions in his mind, and said loudly: "Please!" ”

After a while, the door of the imperial study was slowly pushed open by the Fengyu Building, and Lu Cheng walked in with slow steps.

"Old minister, see Your Majesty!" Lu Cheng bent down and arched his hand and said.

"Lu Aiqing is exempt, I don't know if Lu Aiqing came to find me, but what happened to Guozijian?" Zhu Song asked suspiciously.

This Lu Cheng stays in the Guozijian on weekdays, and the door is not out of the second door, how could he suddenly come to the imperial study to find him today?

Lu Cheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Back to Your Majesty, everything is fine with the country's eunuch, the old minister came with a poem this time, and wanted the emperor to taste it." ”

"Oh? Brought a poem? Aiqing read it quickly, I want to taste it. Zhu Song's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said.

Zhu Song likes to chant poetry and paint on weekdays, and now he works hard every day for national affairs, and it is not bad to have a poem to cultivate his sentiments.

Lu Cheng nodded, paced back and forth in the imperial study, shook his head and read: "Zeguo Jiangshan enters the battle map, and the people are happy to be happy." Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. ”

After reciting a poem, Lu Cheng looked back at Zhu Song again, and at this time Zhu Song was sitting on the dragon chair, his eyes were already dull.

Today, there are barbarian invasions in the south of Daqian, Xiongnu in the north, pirates in the coastal areas are constantly harassing, and bandits are rampant in the interior, and all places are in the midst of war.

Coupled with the drought in the north, the people are struggling to make a living, and the people are unable to find a stable life.

"Zeguo enters the war map, and the people have a plan to make fun of Qiaosu." Isn't that the status quo of Daqian?

And "relying on the king's words to seal the marquis, it will be a success." "It's better understood.

Now that Daqian is fighting with the barbarians, the blood of the Daqian soldiers has been sprinkled outside the Shahe Pass, even if the Daqian defeats the barbarians in the end?

Even if those living soldiers can be added to the ranks, the dead soldiers will never come back!

Behind these fames, I don't know how many lives will be paid and how many soldiers' blood will be stained!

Although the "general" in the poem refers to the general, as the emperor of Daqian and the king of a country, Zhu Song is even more sympathetic.

He can sit on the throne safely, which is how many soldiers have exchanged their lives for it.

When he heard this poem, he seemed to see the people displaced by natural disasters and wars, and the soldiers who died on the battlefield!

After a while, Zhu Song came back to his senses, looked at Lu Cheng with slightly red eyes, and choked up: "It is worthy of Lu Aiqing, the literary talent has not diminished back then, this is really a good poem!" I'm going to write it down and hang it in my study, and I'm always on the lookout! ”

This poem was brought by Lu Cheng, and Zhu Song subconsciously thought that this poem was written by Lu Cheng.

As Zhu Song's former teacher, Zhu Song can have such an awareness, and Lu Cheng's eyes are full of relief.

"Your Majesty can use poetry to alert yourself, and the old minister admires it, but this poem is not written by the old minister, and its real author is a student of the old minister." Lu Cheng said truthfully.

"Students? Guozijian? Which son of a prince or minister is so talented? Zhu Song's eyes widened, and his face was full of surprise.

Most of the students in Lucheng are the students of the Guozijian, and these students are the children of the princes and ministers of the court.

But Zhu Song had never heard of any prince or minister's son who was so talented?

Could it be the eldest grandson of the eldest grandson Xiao, the eldest grandson of Xiao, who was sent to the Guozijian not long ago to accompany him?

It should be, among the young generation in the entire Wudu City, I am afraid that only the eldest grandson Lang can have this talent.

"Aiqing, the student you are talking about is the eldest grandson of Eldest Sun Xiao?" Zhu Song asked again.

Although he and the eldest grandson family are mortal enemies, if the eldest grandson Lang can really make such a poem that can alert him, he will also reward the eldest grandson Lang.

"No, no, although the eldest grandson is talented, he is narrow-minded and short-sighted, how can he make such a poem that worries about the country and the people?" Lu Cheng shook his head and said.

It can be seen from his expression that he also dislikes Changsun Lang very much, although this son is talented, he is flashy and flamboyant.

He went to Guozijian not to study, but to have a good relationship with the prince, and from the first day he arrived at Guozijian, he didn't take Lu Cheng as a teacher in his eyes.

"And who else can make such a poem?" Zhu Song frowned.

There are few heirs of this generation of princes, and he really can't think of them.

"Your Majesty, why did you forget the horse master?" Lu Cheng said with a smile.

"You mean Yu Hao?" Zhu Song was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened.

Lu Cheng nodded and said, "That's right, the real author of this poem is the master of the horse who resisted foreign enemies in Shahe Pass. ”

"But Yu Hao is thousands of miles away in Yunzhou, how did Aiqing know about the poems he composed?" Zhu Song wondered.

"Your Majesty, do you remember Liu Zhongtian in Yunzhou Study?"

Zhu Song nodded, he still had a lot of impressions of this literary giant who could be compared to Lu Cheng.

"It was Liu Zhongtian who said in his letter to the old minister, this matter was made by Yu Hao on the wall of Shaheguan, and was silently written down by the county lord of Yunjing, who was also a student of Liu Zhongtian, so he sent the poem to Liu Zhongtian, and Liu Zhongtian sent it to the old minister."

Lu Cheng looked smiling, obviously feeling quite honored by this matter.

Knowing that the author of this poem was actually Yu Hao, Zhu Song was very excited and pleasantly surprised: "I didn't expect this kid to have such a talent, it's really a long face for me, come on, copy this poem and send it to the civil and military officials, tomorrow morning I will check it, and those who will not recite this poem will be punished for one year!" ”