Zhongjing City is always shrouded in a layer of vague depression.
To ordinary people, it is the majesty of heaven and the aura of royalty;
For those who have a position in this city, it is the shadow of power, the haze of desire that cannot be broken away by the sky or blown away by the strong wind, and lingers in the heart.
Miyagi is the place with the heaviest haze in this area.
The man in the palace city is the embodiment of the source of all power. It doesn't matter who he is, whether he is tall or short, fat or thin, as long as he sits on that chair, he is the center that billions of people look up to.
The man known to the world as Emperor Chongning was sitting in a luxurious palace, casually flipping through the book in his hand.
In the Changle Palace, the heat of the earth dragon carries with it a light but meaningful fragrance, making people feel like they are really in the days when the spring is warm and the flowers are dancing in the world.
Concubine De was wearing a simple and elegant palace robe, like a blooming peony. She stood by with a smile, not making any noise, and quietly helping to rub her shoulders.
After flipping through it for a while, Emperor Chongning felt more and more bored. After thinking about it, he put the book aside, picked up a booklet that he had obviously deliberately placed aside, opened it, and looked at it with an expression that made him interested again.
"If you live high in a temple, you worry about its people; if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you worry about your ruler."
"Be anxious when the world is worried first, then be happy when the world is happy."
"Every time I read it, I can't help but sigh. It's so well written. It's much better than those books by so-called great Confucians."
Emperor Chongning said with emotion, "Concubine De, I like your brother very much."
Concubine De did not show any excessive joy, and still smiled lightly, "I can't say anything about other things for a woman, but this child does have a loyal and patriotic heart. When Sishui Prefecture rebelled, he scolded that child. I still remember the words of the Zheng family and his son!"
Emperor Chongning smiled with satisfaction, "With such literary talent and poetic talent, the key is that he has the world at heart, is loyal to the emperor and patriotic."
He pressed Concubine De's hand on his shoulder with his backhand and said, "He is Jieyuan of Sishui Prefecture, and he is already qualified to be an official. You stopped me from giving him a reward before, but I made a note of it. No matter what happens this spring, I will give him a good job!"
Concubine De said quickly: "Your Majesty is so kind to me, and I can't thank you enough. But recruiting scholars in this spring is the foundation of the country. Your Majesty must not open this hole for my concubine, otherwise my brother and I will die without redemption."
"You! Always so cautious!"
Emperor Chongning patted her hand to express comfort, "Since he has this ability, he deserves my love. This has nothing to do with the talent promotion ceremony."
"Your Majesty's lesson is correct. I am just worried that there is a difference between the words of determination and the ability to do it. If he has the ability, he will naturally succeed in the spring, and everything will fall into place. If he cannot even pass the spring, it is his own fault. If it’s not enough, how can we waste His Majesty’s love and cultivation in vain?”
Emperor Chongning looked at Concubine De and was very satisfied, "That's all, since you insist so much, I won't force it."
He smiled and patted the other shoulder, "Click here too. Huai'er has reached six years old. It's time to officially find a famous teacher to teach him. Please help him choose his teacher. Make a good choice." Let me arrange it."
Although there are public teachers in the palace, and they are all top scholars, generally high-status princes can have their own real teachers.
This kind of gentleman is not chosen casually, because such a person is usually a staunch supporter of the prince, and can be upright and not criticized by anyone.
Emperor Chongning's words were equivalent to adding two strong reinforcements to the Concubine De's family, and Concubine De was chosen by herself, which is not unkind.
Concubine De did not pretend to decline, and respectfully thanked her, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."
After waiting for a while, Emperor Chongning stood up and left.
When the holy driver left, everyone in the palace felt relieved, and the sun shone into the warm palace again.
A palace maid smiled and said: "Your Majesty is really a holy family. Your Majesty failed to reward the young master, so you always have to change your ways to reward your Majesty!"
Although they did not follow him to Sishui Prefecture, as the subordinates of De Fei, they naturally knew a lot about Xia Jingyun.
Concubine De smiled faintly, without any arrogant expression.
I turned around and went back. When it was time to embroider and cook something delicious for my son, I would do it with my own hands, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Not long after, a palace maid came back happily and said, "Your Majesty! Good news!"
Concubine De was busy making her son's favorite cakes with Feng Xiuyun when she heard this and looked sideways.
"Just now, there was a decree from the outer court to appoint Lord Wei as the new Minister of Household Affairs!"
Feng Xiuyun was surprised when she heard this. She didn't expect that the problem would be solved like this.
The original Liu Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance was already very old. After three routine attempts to retain him, Emperor Chongning had already approved the memorial to beg for his remains. All parties were vying for the new Shangshu, but unexpectedly he was appointed. It suddenly came out and landed on Wei Yuanzhi's head.
Wei Yuanzhi has been back to Zhongjing City with the army for some time, but he has been idle at home. He has an official position but no position.
The ability of De Fei's family in the court is not that strong, and Wei Yuanzhi does not have many positions, so it has not been successful yet.
Feng Xiuyun had been promised to Xia Jingyun by Concubine De. In order to avoid His Majesty's sudden sexual desire, Concubine De did not allow her to appear in front of His Majesty, so she did not know what had just happened. At this moment, her eyes were filled with pure surprise, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. , Congratulations to the Empress."
The other maids in the palace also opened their mouths to congratulate.
Concubine De frowned subconsciously.
Just when everyone was puzzled, a small yellow man came in a hurry.
"Empress, Your Majesty has just decreed that Zhaoyang Palace will be unblocked in advance."
! ! !
Feng Xiuyun suddenly felt a chill on her back, as if there were countless snakes crawling across her.
Concubine De regained her composure, nodded, and said calmly: "I understand."
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The Wudang Army is the most bizarre army in the world.
This weird meaning means both this and that.
The strange thing is that it belongs to His Majesty in name, but in fact it is equivalent to the Jiang family's private army. All recruitment of soldiers and the appointment and dismissal of officers are decided by the Jiang family.
Of course, this was something recognized by both generations of emperors. After all, the old military god Jiang was invincible in all directions and had enough reputation that he could change dynasties at any time. However, he still chose to be loyal to the Daxia royal family. The emperor naturally chose to Acquiesced.
Even to a certain extent, the emperor would secretly add fuel to the flames. After all, if there was another rebellion, they still hoped that the Jiang family, which had proven their loyalty, would have a strong army that could fight. As the Daxia ship was about to capsize, The largest ballast stone on a large ship.
This point will not change at all until God Jiang Laojun dies.
It is precisely because of this that the second weird thing comes out.
The main force of the Wudang Army is stationed at the border, but there is always an elite Wudang Army of 3,000 people near the capital.
It is responsible for guarding His Majesty and protecting the safety of the bamboo forest.
Jiang Yuhu is currently in the Wudang Army barracks in Zhongjing City.
His hair stood up tightly, and his handsome and masculine face was calmly dripping with sweat. His eyes looked resolutely at the dozen unworthy captains and centurions in front of him.
A long spear with the tip unloaded in his hand touched the ground and slowly moved across the ground.
The captains and centurions on the opposite side shouted loudly and rushed over.
Jiang Yuhu kicked his left foot, and his whole body seemed to be ejected. With unstoppable power, he rushed into the crowd like a tiger among sheep.
The two sides collided brazenly. Jiang Yuhu cut tofu like a sharp blade, and his spear flew like a snake. He knocked down several people in front of him and rushed out of the encirclement.
Then the people who were knocked down silently withdrew from the battlefield, and the remaining people and Jiang Yuhu turned around and collided again.
After three times, there was no one on the other side who could stand up.
But those who were knocked to the ground did not complain at all. Instead, they struggled to sit up and thanked Jiang Yuhu with fists in their hands.
This is the unique training method for centurions and above in the Wudang Army: to survive from Jiang Yuhu.
Although no one has succeeded so far, it greatly increases their survival rate on a real battlefield.
Because their young master doesn't just know how to use a gun.
After knocking over the people on the ground, Jiang Yuhu turned around and left without saying a word, shouldering the gun barrel.
Looking at his back silently, a captain rubbed his chest and sighed, "It seems that we are still useless in the heart of the young master!"
"What you said makes sense. Apart from the old military god, who else is not a waste in your heart?"
At this time, Lieutenant Li Ruhuo, who was twitching in pain at the side, said: "That's not true. I have only met a person who was not called a waste by the young master."
"Who?"
Everyone ignored the pain and immediately became curious. This was really incredible.
Li Ruhuo said, "He is Xia Yunfei's cousin."
"What?"
"Xia Yunfei's cousin?"
"Why?"
Of course, these military men don't know about Xia Jingyun's affairs. In fact, most people in Zhongjing City will not care about the trivial matters of a remote state. Only those stakeholders will pay attention because of their interests.
Li Ruhuo snorted, "Xia Yunfei has only been in the army for three months. Is there anyone here who can beat others? He is so powerful, why can't his cousin win the favor of the young master?"
"That's different. Who is the young master? All the four young masters in the capital are called useless by the young master. How can they look up to Xia Yunfei's cousin for no reason?"
"Xia Yunfei is indeed powerful, but he is still a waste in the eyes of the young master. How could he think so highly of Xia Yunfei's cousin because of him?"
Li Ruhuo's expression froze, and he didn't know the specific reason, but the young master really said that!
Vice General Jin said it himself!
Even in front of the young master, the young master did not refute!
Of course Li Ruhuo didn't know the reason, but Jin Jiancheng, who knew the reason, was hurriedly holding an envelope, returning to the military camp, and going straight into the Chinese army's tent.
"Master!"
In the cold wind, Jiang Yuhu was naked with his arms, wiping his body. Those perfect muscle lines were full of hormonal impulses, which could make it difficult for most women to shut themselves up.
Unfortunately, there are no women in the military camp.
"What's the matter?"
"In the past two days, an article has been transmitted to the capital. Since it was written by Mr. Xia, the last general copied it."
"I'm not interested in poetry."
Jiang Yuhu said indifferently, but his hand seemed to take it unconsciously, and then opened it.
Although he comes from a family of military generals, in order to better lead troops in battles and become a handsome man, his literary talent is not bad, and he is definitely considered to be both civilized and military. Naturally, he can understand the magnificent ambition contained in this epic poem handed down from generation to generation. .
After reading it with an expressionless expression, he pursed his lips and said, "It's so high-sounding. When did you learn to write this kind of article to flatter the imperial court?"
Yes, I should only support your stinky feet. Jin Jiancheng muttered to himself.
Jiang Yuhu glanced at Jin Jiancheng again, "Your handwriting is too bad."
Is it because I am not good enough for Mr. Xia?
Young Master, you can't be so partial. It was obviously me who came here first.
Jin Jiancheng was sad and submissive.
"Get ready, I'll go back to the bamboo forest."
"Ah? Master, didn't you say you just came back yesterday? Did you say you wanted to stay in the camp for a few days?"
Jiang Yuhu glanced at him coldly, "I miss my grandpa, don't you?"
Jin Jiancheng was immediately frightened. If he didn't pay attention, he would offend the two great gods with one word, so he hurried down to prepare his horse.
Jiang Yuhu put on his clothes, looked at the letter again, carefully folded it and put it in his arms.
(End of chapter)
