Zhu Scarlett was so annoyed by him that she lost her patience, but she couldn't show her dissatisfaction, so she got off him, turned her head and said coquettishly:
"Why do you need to ask my concubine's opinion about who your majesty wants to marry? If I say that I'm jealous, can your majesty really not marry the princess of Beiliang?"
Those in power are so powerful and domineering that they want to control the emotions of others.
Sometimes he really can't understand some of Yan Xiu's bad tastes, and he won't stop until he has to push people into a hurry.
Sure enough, Yan Xiu then showed a satisfied smile: "You know Cicada will be jealous of me, don't worry Cicada, Princess Beiliang is just a decoration, I will always love you only."
Hearing his loving words, an ordinary woman would probably be moved to tears.
But Zhu Sijia suddenly felt a surge of sadness. It had nothing to do with anything else. In this life, she saved Princess Zhenzhen and Da Qin, but it also directly caused Princess Zhenzhen's fate to change.
No woman is willing to marry a man who doesn't love her at all, and no woman is willing to accept the end of her life at a glance.
Zhu Scarlett seemed to have done a good thing, but also seemed to have done a bad thing. She turned Zhenzhen into her previous self.
She suddenly didn't want to say anything anymore and just wanted to be alone.
However, Yan Xiu thought that her actions were trying to show off his temper, and somewhere in his heart, he completely melted and felt warm.
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On the first day of winter, Zhu Ya finally returned home with a full load of charcoal purchased from Miaojiang.
Hearing that she had returned safely from Miao territory, Zhu Sijia was so excited that she stayed up all night and woke up early to personally greet her at Changle Palace.
The charcoal fires were carried into the palace one after another by carriages. The carriages were lined up from the east of Xijing City to the Xuanwu Gate of the palace. There was an endless stream, causing countless people to stop and watch.
"Why would Your Majesty let a woman buy so much charcoal to enter the palace?"
"Where do all these charcoals come from? It's hard to find charcoal in Xijing recently."
"Who knows? Maybe it's because the snowstorm in the north is too severe, so we should be prepared in advance."
"Don't talk about the north. I have lived in Xijing for decades, and it has never been as cold as this year. Fortunately, it hasn't snowed heavily in Xijing yet. If it snowed heavily...well, His Majesty will not leave us alone."
Above the court, the officials also reported to Yan Xiu the fact that the north was affected by the snowstorm.
All the cities in the north rushed to send out official documents to complain about the disaster, and envoys at the post stations worked day and night to deliver one letter after another towards the western capital.
The blizzard was so violent that countless cattle, sheep and livestock froze to death overnight in the northern part of the Qin Dynasty.
Official roads were also affected by the disaster, and were blocked by snow deep enough to bury young children, making it more difficult for officials from the imperial court to dispatch disaster relief. All states and counties were overwhelmed with their own affairs, and it was difficult for them to help each other as they had in previous years.
In the more than 100 years since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, it has never encountered such a large-scale snow disaster, so it needs to be handled with caution.
The ministers discussed loudly under Yan Xiu's nose.
Before the specific results were discussed, it was Yan Xing, who had always been unknown in the court, who took the lead to express his position: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the north to provide disaster relief on my own."
Relieving disasters is not a good job. Everyone among civil servants avoids it. If you do it well, you will be promoted and rewarded. Dismissal is a minor matter.
No matter how strong a disaster relief official is, after a trip of three to five months, he will be as skinny as a piece of wood. It is only a trivial matter. Many people in the past dynasties died of illness or injuries due to overwork.
There are many people who want to take advantage of this to achieve success, but those healthy and strong civil servants dare not make up their minds easily, let alone Yan Xing, who has always been known for his frailty.
Yan Xiu's expression was subtle: "Has King Yi made plans?"
Yan Xing calmly said: "Yes, if I don't do my job well, Your Majesty can boldly punish me."
There was silence in the hall, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Yan Xing.
Who in the Qin Dynasty didn't know that Yan Xing was an idle prince. He went to court every day, to put it bluntly, just to make up for the numbers.
He jumped out and took over this hot potato without hesitation, probably because he wanted to use it to officially start his career.
Your Majesty is afraid of him, and in the past he would send some difficult tasks to deliberately embarrass him. However, disaster relief is not a trivial matter, and for various reasons, it may be difficult to accomplish.
As expected, Yan Xiu refused: "No, I have decided that the disaster relief in the north will be handled by Mr. Li, the minister of Honglu Temple. We will set off today without any mistakes."
Li Woyun walked out of the queue: "Wei Chen received the order."
People with a discerning eye have already understood that His Majesty is promoting Li Woyun in an honest and fair manner!
All the civil servants in the DPRK were members of the foreign relatives. A very few civil servants, such as Li Woyun, were supported by Yan Xiu personally, and it was difficult to compete with the foreign relatives.
Therefore, Yan Xiu ignored the voices of opposition over the years, and even the old officials scolded him in front of him for being militaristic, stupid and incompetent, and he promoted military generals to compete with the civil servants.
Now he has entrusted such an important task to the young and somewhat immature Li Woyun. If Li Woyun comes back with success, he will no longer be able to take up the post of Minister of Honglu Temple.
He wanted Li Woyun to compete with Prime Minister Zhang in the future.
Yan Xing refused to give up and said plausibly: "The disaster-stricken areas in the north cannot be cured by one person. I am willing to go with Mr. Li!"
Yan Xiu teased: "What King Yi said makes sense. The northern border is endless and is the most vast territory of our Qin Dynasty. It is inevitable that Mr. Li will not be able to do anything at all. Mr. Zheng, Duke Wei, you two will go to the northern border with Mr. Li to provide relief." .”
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Frustrated in the court, Yan Xing returned to Prince Yi's Mansion in despair.
Even now, Yan Xiu still refuses to use him.
Why can't I match up with everything in my previous life? What he predicted in his dream was that when many places in Qin were hit by snow disasters in his previous life, Yan Xiu clearly agreed to his request for disaster relief, and from then on he no longer lived a mediocre life.
The more he thought about it, the grayer his face became.
The only variable in this was that without the battle with Beiliang, Yan Xiu did not need to prepare for war, he only had to deal with natural disasters, so he was so confident that he was fooled repeatedly in the court.
And the cause of this change...
It was Zhu Sijia, she was the one who saved Princess Beiliang.
Why did she save Princess Beiliang by such a coincidence? Could it be that she is not a person like this?
The scroll in Yan Xing's hand rolled to the ground and spread out. It was a portrait of a woman without a face. He stared at those portraits with a splitting headache.
It had been a long time since I had seen Zhu Sijia, but her facial features appeared in front of me very clearly, appearing in the unfinished portraits one after another.
"Yan Xing, do you think you are someone that everyone likes? If it weren't for the late emperor's imperial decree that made you and me engaged in marriage, do you think I would want to marry you, an out-and-out hypocrite like you! If you dare, let me go!"
"What a light, wind and moon, clear and distant, an unparalleled young master, looking up to the mountains! You have really deceived everyone in the world! You make me sick!"
It turned out that his married wife was Zhu Sijia, and she was the one who had been tortured and imprisoned by him all this time.
