The small tandoor was burning with charcoal, and the flames licked the chestnuts on the iron net, and the chestnuts were opened by Tu Nan with a knife in advance, and occasionally burst out as they roasted, and the opening on the chestnut shell exploded even bigger.

Zhao Surui is an idle person, holding a wooden clip to turn the chestnuts round by round, and he can't be idle for a while.

He also put a few golden cakes in his hand, which were taro cakes fried with glutinous rice and noodles, and red bean paste inside, which was the snack he wanted to eat tonight, and these chestnuts were purely roasted by him.

Anyway, he remembered that there was only one hour, and he was silent for a moment before speaking again:

"Shen Sanfu, what have you done lately?"

Shen Shiqing, who was holding a red pen in his hand, thought for a while and said:

"Your Majesty, the current commander of Wanquan Du Zhang Yong attempted to kill Liang and take the lead, but failed, I have ordered him to return to Beijing to defend himself, and another Longwei general Cai Yu will be elected to be in charge of Wanquan Capital."

Just such a short sentence made the casual and smug look on Zhao Surui's face fade away.

Pinching the clip, his tone was light:

"Zhang Yong's killing of good and risky merit? As a second-rank general, how many good people he killed was not enough to save the credit for him to be promoted, most of the people under him did not do things properly, since there were no dead people, it would be okay to be convicted of negligence. Although Cai Yu knows how to use soldiers, he is always too cautious, and the older he gets, the more stubborn he becomes. Instead of using such old stubbornness, you might as well see if Zhang Yong's generals are useful, I heard that there is a person named Yu Sancai, who has a clever brain, and also has military merits when he fights Duqin, and it is enough to promote him to take charge of it."

In just a few words, Emperor Zhaode revealed his likes and dislikes.

Killing good and risking merit? It was Zhang Yong's negligence.

What about soldiers? Cai Yu is not obedient enough, he just wants to abandon him.

Those who can use it can be partially covered, and the young people who can be seen can also be gracious at will, only the old man who has done his best for Dayong for most of his life is worthless in his eyes just because the word "stubborn" is worthless.

"It seems that Your Majesty also thinks that General Cai is a general, and I am a good candidate." Shen Shiqing had a smile on his face when he spoke, and directly misinterpreted his meaning, "As for Zhang Yong, he has an old grudge with Han Chang, who was the prefect of Qingyang, Han Chang and his eldest son died one after another a few years ago, leaving only the orphans and widows of the family to stay in the old house of Xuanfu. Your Majesty, just a little personal grudge from the old year can make Zhang Yong exterminate other people's families, and the most important thing in the Dayong Dynasty, you can rest assured that it will be in the hands of such a person."

was ridiculed by Shen Sanfu again, but Zhao Surui was not annoyed, but said in his heart:

"What are you going to do with Zhang Yong? Killed him also a Ming Jun addiction who was righteous and evil? Although Zhang Yong is greedy for money and cherishes soldiers, all these years the deputy generals and generals under the rule of Wanquan have taken benefits from him, and you removed him and replaced Cai Yu, who couldn't rub the sand in his eyes, aren't you afraid that Cai Yu's old bones will be bullied by them again?" ….

Shen Shiqing put aside the finished recital in his hand and asked, "Then what should I do with it according to Your Majesty's opinion?"

"Zhang Yong premeditated his murder, but he didn't succeed, according to the "Dayong Law", he was a staff for one hundred and another three years, you don't have to exile him, just let him stay in the Wanquan Division as a miscellaneous servant, as long as the successor is not stupid, he knows how to use him to deter his former subordinates. Cai Yu's old puppet is strict in governing the army, and if he is in charge of Wanquan Dusi, he must find someone to be his deputy, or simply send a messenger over."

As he spoke, Zhao Surui saw a chestnut roasted in turn, until the opening on the chestnut shell burst open, and he put the chestnut aside.

Putting down an empty and empty recital, Shen Shiqing picked up the tea cup on the side and drank a sip of the three-point tea inside, the so-called "three-point tea" is the tea made by tea and honey after drinking buckwheat noodles and boiling water and then boiling it slightly.

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Bitter, but the honey is sweet, I feel more comfortable in my throat, Shen Shiqing picked up another fold, and said to Zhao Surui in her heart:

"That's it, General Cai Lao has given me a military order, and before September next year, he will train an elite army of 5,000 people in the seven schools and eleven guards under the jurisdiction of Wanquan Dusi, if he can't do it, he will ask for his resignation, and future generations will no longer be from Enyin."

Watching a chestnut fall back into the iron net from the clip, Zhao Surui stared at the tongue of fire and smiled suddenly:

"Shen Sanzhu, do you show off your Ming Jun elegance in front of me? Well? Reuse the virtuous, know people and be good at their duties...... Do you think you are Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty? But even with these 5,000 elite soldiers? Can you take them to battle? Can Cai Yu's old puppet take them to sweep the desert west and desert north? What do you think Dayong still needs today's Tianzhong genius training method? Dayong has no shortage of elite soldiers, what is lacking is the will to fight! What is missing is the heart to win! Do you have one? Cai Yu, does that old puppet have it? At that time, Duqin's left side knocked on the side, he didn't know anything except to close the city and hold on, obviously the army was twice as large as Duqin, and he was trapped for more than 20 days, but he dared to say that there were no casualties, saying that this was his credit! If you let such a person train his troops, what can he train?"

In a mocking tone, Zhao Surui looked at the chestnut roasting on the iron net with contempt, as if it was Shen Sanrui.

"Do you think you can really be a Mingjun after learning some of the ways of Mingjun in books? If it is really so easy to be an emperor, how can there be so many kings who have died in the country? A year later, Cai Yu not only did not succeed in training, but also made the army of Wanquan Division disheartened and infighting, what about you? That's the seven and eleven guards of Gongwei Yanjing, once the people's hearts are scattered and the Duqin people seize the opportunity, you don't have to exchange it with me, then you should be the king of the dead country!"

was said by him, Shen Shiqing was not angry:

"Your Majesty reminds you that you should also be careful everywhere in the Wanquan Division, I plan to send three hundred elites from the defenders of the Nine Towns to Beijing to practice martial arts after the beginning of spring next year, and it is also the time for the squad army to enter Beijing, so that the elites of the Nine Towns can compete with the squad army and the guards of the Beijing camp who are trained in turn." ….

Zhao Surui listened to it for a while, he didn't expect this game back then, if he sat on the high platform and watched, he would sprinkle a basket of golden beans down when he was happy...... When he came back to his senses, he sneered again:

"Do you think this will give the Nine Towns defenders a fighting spirit?"

"Your Majesty, is it true that the Nine Towns are really defenders who have no will to fight?" The excerpt in front of Shen Shiqing is the statistics of the people burned, killed and looted by the barbarians in the northwest who she asked the household department to rearrange over the years, and the people who died under their butcher's knives are as few as hundreds, or as many as thousands, once the border city of the nine towns is breached, the barbarians will use corpses to build a "Jingguan" outside the city, looking at the numbers written on paper, she feels that her blood is surging, and those border soldiers who have seen all this with their own eyes will really be indifferent? Compared with those military households and border troops who were born in nine towns, it is the garrison generals everywhere who are more afraid of war, after all, if you don't fight, as long as you stay up for a few years and collect enough money, you can become an official elsewhere, and military merit is not as important as a small life.

Shen Shiqing summoned the border army into Beijing, and what she wanted to know more was what they were thinking, she had too many things to do, and there was no way to leave everything and run to the northwest like Zhao Surui, so she could only let them come.

Zhao Surui snorted coldly, only feeling that Shen Sanrui was whimsical.

Of course, if he is asked to preside over such an interesting competition, that is, he is wise and martial arts.

"Shen Sanqu, 'gullibility is a taboo for monarchs, there are few emperors throughout the ages who have not been deceived by ministers, but those who are kings are unwilling to record them in the history books. Nine times out of ten, things in the world are unsatisfactory, the only advantage of being an emperor is that you can kill all the things that make you unsatisfactory, but you can't let the wishful things become more, you and the old man just said a few words, you are allowing him to train and do martial arts, if everything doesn't work out next year, you will lose my face."

Shen Shiqing drew a circle on a military newspaper, and took another sip of "three-point tea", her eyes still did not leave the count on the military newspaper, and she was still talking to Zhao Surui in her heart: "Thank you Your Majesty for reminding me, Your Majesty rest assured, I am neither a royal child, nor a proud daughter of a famous family. If it's wrong, it's wrong, one road doesn't work, just change the way and keep going

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Although she tried her best to get things done, Shen Shiqing was also prepared to fail from the beginning, she could put all her efforts into it, and she didn't care about failure, this is the temperament she honed in the seven years of the Xie family's deep house.

Just like painting, from color mixing to paper selection, from ink grinding to sketching, she is not doing her best every step, but if the whole painting is destroyed after the painting is wrong, she can also accept it calmly, but she will continue to mix colors, continue to choose paper, continue to study ink and continue to outline - nine times out of ten, as the emperor, Zhao Surui said this, there were already countless people in the world who were trying their best to make him "wishful", but Shen Shiqing only had herself.

"Smack!" Another chestnut was roasted to bring out the aroma, Zhao Surui put down the wooden clip and picked up the taro cake on the side and took a bite.

The aroma of red bean paste spread in his mouth, and the tone in his heart carried some banter: ....

"Really? If one road doesn't work, take another path? That Shen Sanfu, do you know that you let the two wastes of your uncle's family encroach on your mansion, and now your former Shen Mansion has become a private gambling house, according to the "Dayong Law", the two brothers gather to gamble, not only will they have to have a rod of eighty, but your house will also be confiscated. Shen Sanwaste, Shen Sanwaste, what's the use of saying that what you say is so good? If your father knows that the place where he lived has fallen into this situation, do you think he will look for you overnight?"

Finally able to pull back a game in front of Shen Sanrui, Zhao Surui was very proud, the taro cake in his mouth was a little cold, he didn't call anyone, he used a wooden clip and put it on the fire and roasted it gently.

"Crowd gambling?"

Shen Shiqing was not as annoyed and angry as Zhao Surui thought, she just repeated these four words.

Zhao Surui gloated: "Not only that, they also went to visit the secret door, and I heard your little cousin say that they also took a few concubines who came out of the door I don't know, making your house look like that goblin cave." Tomorrow I will go and open the gambling nest goblin hole, and let you see my skills."

「…… Thank you, Your Majesty."

Shen Sanyu only said these four words, but Zhao Surui felt comfortable.

The yin and yang weird "thank you" has heard a lot, and when you hear a true feeling, the feeling is different.

As soon as the third watch arrived, there was no sound on both sides, Zhao Surui finished eating the taro cake, and peeled a chestnut that was still hot.

While peeling it, he snorted proudly twice.

Suddenly, he stopped again.

Wait a minute? Did he just want to damage Shen Sanru is a waste? Why did Shen Sanfu just say thank you to him, and he became proud? What about weeping? What about changing the past? He laughed at Shen Sanru's pitiful appearance?

Why not?

"It's boring." The wise and martial Emperor Zhaode wanted to break the wooden clip in his hand and let it go, but he didn't break it.

In the Qianqing Palace, a chicken picked up the wick, and suddenly heard the emperor say: "Four rats come in, a chicken, you go and find the excerpt of the imperial history in the past few days to sue the sons of the nobles in Beijing for not cultivating their private virtues."

The four rats were waiting outside the hall, and hurriedly walked in when they heard the sound.

"The Emperor."

"In the past few days, the imperial history has been crazy to participate in the noble children of the court, you arrange people to go down to those excerpts, and those who are prostituting and gambling in Yanjing City will not stay until the winter solstice. After being arrested, they will be sent directly to the Criminal Department, convicted according to the law, and let them all come to me, no matter who asks for mercy."

"Yes, Emperor."

Leaning on the dragon chair, Shen Shiqing lowered her eyebrows, leaned on the armrest with one hand and gently clenched her fists, and rubbed the back of her hand and knuckles with the other.

"There's been no movement in the Ning'an Mansion lately?"

"Back to the emperor's words, no, only the king of Yingjun sent someone to send things twice. Once it was a coarse coat for the prince of Yingjun, and two hundred catties of grain with chaff. One time was a winter coat, probably waiting for the prince of Yingjun to eat coarse grains and wear linen clothes for a month before changing them, and the calculation time is fast."

"Did Uncle Ning find someone to save his father recently?"

"If you go back to the emperor, Uncle Ning has only come out occasionally in the past half a month, and he has never contacted the old man again."

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Long fingers swiped over the knuckles, and Shen Shiqing said slowly:

"It seems that he feels that there is no hope, it depends on how I act, hurry up to make a dress for the prince of the county, and send it to him when Zhao Qinyang's one-month period expires, saying that I will reward him for not forgetting the hard work of his ancestors, and you will run this matter yourself."

A chicken stood aside and hurriedly received the order: "Yes, Emperor."

"Ergou's injuries are healed, right?"

Yiji lowered his head and replied: "If you go back to the emperor, it is already good, but I feel that I have failed the grace of the emperor, and I only dare to guard outside the Qianqing Palace."

"He's making me a gatekeeper, tell him to talk to Zhao Qinyang, the prince of Yingjun."

"Yes, the emperor, Ergou will do his best to do the errand given by the emperor."

One chicken knelt down for the second dog and kowtowed three heads firmly, and the white jade-like head knocked out a red on the stone bricks.

After ordering these, Shen Shiqing stood up:

"Tell the Criminal Department that if there are people who dare to gamble this time, there are those who have meritorious names or are favored by their fathers, and the crime will be increased by one degree."

"Yes! Emperor!".

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