Song Qing knew that Liu Mingzhi was just joking and didn't care.
"So, do you plan to let the Western Expedition army continue the Western Expedition just like we did when we set out to conquer the countries in the Western Regions in the past? Food will be eaten and the two countries of Tianzhu will be used as a springboard to support war with war?"
Liu Mingzhi nodded silently, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
“As things stand now, fighting to support war is the best way.
Otherwise, the current strength of the imperial court is simply not enough to support the supply of food and grass for the 800,000-strong army thousands of miles away.
Even if the countries in the Western Regions help, it is still a huge problem.
A day's consumption of food and fodder for an army of 800,000 people is equivalent to half a year's tax for a lowly and wealthy state.
After the unification of the world, everything inside and outside the imperial court was in ruins.
If we do not feed war with war, I, Liu Mingzhi, will be known as a militaristic and foolish king in the history books.
In fact, each generation has its own mission. It is not easy for our generation to be able to unify the world so that the people have enough food and clothing and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.
Whether it is the Western countries, Tsarist Russia in the north, or some Western countries in the west of the Western Regions, brother, I have no plans to get involved in the territory there yet.
I originally thought that I would just wait until the country is completely prosperous and the people are strong, and then leave it to the next generation to envision the world.
But who would have thought that Dashi, Tianzhu and Tianzhu would collide with their brothers' swords in a daze!
I have no choice but to suffer for our generation first and lay a foundation for future generations.
I hope Qingshi is fair and can leave a good name for me, my little brother!
In this case, a hundred years from now, even if I may be criticized by my father and my eldest brother, I will be relieved if I have a spirit in heaven. "
Song Qing looked sadly at the snow on the pavilions outside the palace and sighed: "It's hard to say something you don't want to hear!
Work is work, try and try.
No matter how great your achievements are, they can't erase your stigma of treason and usurping the throne!
Of course, except when you force Mr. Xia to rewrite history books. "
"I, Liu Mingzhi, don't even bother to do this.
Okay, you go back first, I will discuss in the palace the imperial edict to reward the soldiers who went to the Western Expedition. "
"Yes, I resign!"
"Um!"
After Song Qing left, it was only time for a cup of tea. Xiao Chengzi hurriedly ran from the back hall of Qinzheng Hall to the front hall.
"Little...little Chengzi comes to see Your Majesty."
Liu Mingzhi was sitting on the dragon chair. When he heard Xiao Chengzi's breathless words, he stopped writing the pen in his hand: "No courtesy, just stand aside and take a breath!"
"Yes, thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty!"
Liu Mingzhi glanced at Xiao Chengzi and began to write at the desk again. During this period, he paused and thought five or six times before finishing writing an imperial edict.
Putting the pen back to its original place, Liu Mingzhi dried the ink, slowly rolled up the imperial edict and handed it to Xiao Chengzi.
"Seal it up, and I will pass the seal on to you when the time comes."
"We obey the order."
"Don't break the rules!"
Xiao Chengzi looked startled, then knelt down on the ground and kept kowtowing: "We don't dare, we just have the courage of a bear and a leopard, and we don't dare to read a single word of the imperial edict without His Majesty's permission."
"Get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Little Chengzi."
"We're here! We're here!"
"Have you heard of the deeds of your ancestor Zhou Fei?"
"Return to your majesty, we are familiar with it!"
Liu Mingzhi gently adjusted the folds on his sleeves and nodded without sadness or joy: "Yeah! It's good if you've heard it before, and even better if you're familiar with it.
I value you very much. Although I don't live in the palace, I leave all the big and small things in the palace to you.
I don’t need you to be as diligent as your ancestor Zhou, but don’t let me down. "
"We don't dare. Little Chengzi always remembers where today's favor comes from. He never dares to have any second thoughts about His Majesty, let alone have the slightest idea that he shouldn't have.
Your Majesty is aware of this! "
"Just understand it in your heart. Okay, go and do your own business. I still have to leave the palace to tell people's fortunes."
"Yes, yes, we send you off to Your Majesty!"
After beating Little Chengzi, Mr. Liu rushed out of the palace calmly, as if nothing had happened.
It wasn't until Young Master Liu's figure disappeared under the steps of the square that Xiao Chengzi sat down on the floor tiles in the hall, holding the imperial decree as if he was exhausted.
Lifting up her sleeves to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, Xiao Chengzi recalled in shock whether she had done anything against the customs during this period.
"Girl, brother is back!"
Ren Qingrui's delicate body trembled, and she hurriedly hid the books in her hands behind her back. She looked at Young Master Liu who was walking toward the recliner with a slightly unnatural expression: "I'll be back when I'm back!"
Young Master Liu threw himself straight on the recliner and groaned comfortably.
"Eh? Girl, why is there something wrong with your face?
So red? Got a cold? This is only half a day's work, isn't it? "
"I...I was too close to the stove. Isn't it normal for my face to get hot due to the steam?"
Mr. Liu nodded understandingly: "That's true, but you have to be careful not to touch your three thousand green hair on the stove, or it will turn into a chicken coop."
"I'm not that stupid!"
Major Liu put the long blanket on his legs and nodded with a faint smile: "As long as you know, brother, don't talk nonsense.
The weather is getting colder and colder. I just fooled two customers today and earned twenty copper coins. I didn't even earn enough to pay for briquettes and tea.
What a big loss!
Anyway, I am idle. Don’t you prefer poetry? Come on, come on, show your brother the poems and works in your hand, and let’s discuss it. Maybe you can become a female poet that everyone respects in the future! "
Ren Qingrui looked at the palm that Young Master Liu stretched out in front of her, with a panicked look on her face. She wanted to stuff the books hidden behind her back into her flat stomach.
"I...you...what are you looking at? Do you understand poetry?"
Young Master Liu sat up straight and looked at the bright-eyed Ren Qingrui with a displeased expression: "Smelly girl, before I entered the capital, I was also the number one Jie Yuanlang in Jinling.
The poems and lyrics that passed the exam were all copied by my brother and me based on my ability... ahem, I made them based on my ability.
I don’t understand poetry? You are so contemptuous of others!
Come on, come on, bring me that book of poems that you read every day, and you can pick a poem at random. If my brother can't analyze the profound meaning of any poem for you, he will do nothing for you for three months. clothes! "
Ren Qingrui looked at Young Master Liu with a somewhat solemn look, and retracted his neck into the light yellow cloak like an ostrich: "I...I...I...it's getting late. It's time to have lunch. I'll go to the restaurant first. You take your food for today!"
After Ren Qingrui finished speaking, she stood up and ran towards the outside of the shed. The books in her hands were hidden without leaving a trace in the satchel embroidered with lotus flowers under her cloak.
Young Master Liu looked blankly at Qian Ying, who ran out after Ren Qingrui had a disagreement. He shook his head with a confused look on his face, got up and walked towards the stove nearby.
"I'm sick. Isn't Mr. Ye a good dragon?
I, the great Master Xie Yuanlang, want to help you study poetry, but you are not willing to do so. I really don’t know if you really like poetry or if you pretend to like poetry... Huh? "
Young Master Liu paused in mid-air with a hot water bottle in his hand, staring blankly at the familiar, half-read book next to the stove.
"The poems are here, what kind of book is that girl Ren holding?
Hiss... no way? "
The sound of light and messy footsteps reached Young Master Liu's ears. Ren Qingrui left and returned, picked up the books that had fallen by the stove, and ran out again without even looking at Young Master Liu.
"I left in such a hurry that I dropped the book and didn't notice it. You can continue drinking tea."
"Oh! Walk slowly!"
Young Master Liu poured a cup of hot tea with a strange look on his face and just sat down.
The clanking sound of horse hooves could be heard as they passed by Young Master Liu's stall and rushed towards the palace gate.
"Get out of the way quickly, a great victory in the north, Hongzheng sent eight hundred miles to hurry up!"
"Get out of the way quickly, a great victory in the north, Hongzheng sent eight hundred miles to hurry up!"
"Get out of the way quickly, a great victory in the north, Hongzheng sent eight hundred miles to hurry up!"
