This sudden withdrawal of troops made some officials in the court very dissatisfied, but as the left prime minister, they did not dare to say a few words.
All the elite members of Damo were saved, but all the officials were worried that the rebel army would continue to grow.
But Su Yunqi, the left prime minister, was most worried about the rebel army and the Qi State. What he feared in his heart was that the Qi State would suddenly move south.
As the days passed, the rebels in Guangnan Provincial City grew stronger day by day.
Soon, this cold winter will be over.
Today, it is already February 9, the thirteenth year of Dechang in the Great Mo Dynasty.
The current provincial government is still the same as before, and it has not changed at all. Chunxu is still the same Chunxu today. Apart from the appearance of these people, they have not changed much, but their power has become somewhat stronger.
Now Han Muxin is no longer ten years old, but already eleven years old. However, she is still quite tall. Compared with the previous few months, her height seems to have not changed at all.
At this time, Chunxu was sitting in a corner of the courtyard of the provincial government office, sitting on a wooden chair, holding a map in his hand, making the next plan.
Others are preparing what they need to set off tomorrow.
After surviving this cold winter, what was difficult for Chunxu and the others was not the cold weather. The winter in Guangnan itself was not that cold. What was difficult was the lack of food.
To put it bluntly, for the people of Qi State in the Central Plains, the winter under the Mojiang River is not considered winter.
"Brother Chunxu." Zheng Zhui shouted and walked towards where Chunxu was.
Zheng Zhui is still the same Zheng Zhui, but looking at Zheng Zhui's current figure, he seems to have lost a lot of weight compared to the previous few months.
Sure enough, for Zheng Chui, this kind of weight loss is effective.
After hearing the sound, Chunxu raised his head and looked at Zheng Chui: "Is something wrong?"
Zheng Zhui smiled slightly: "It's nothing. I just want to ask, I will leave for South Vietnam tomorrow. How long will it take to get to South Vietnam?"
"About two months, if it's quick, it will be here in more than a month." Chunxu replied.
After hearing this, Zheng Chui didn't ask any more questions.
After thinking for a while, Chunxu finally remembered that Zheng Chui was from South Vietnam. He smiled slightly and asked, "What, are you homesick?"
Hearing Chunxu's words, Zheng Zhui felt so happy. He didn't even think that Chunxu still remembered where he was from.
"That's not the case. Besides, I don't have a home anymore. I just thought that when I hit the place where I lived when I was a child, I would go take a look and see my father by the way."
Listening to Zheng Zhui's words, Chunxu instantly felt that Zheng Zhui was not too bad. Apart from loving to sleep, eat, and being a bit lazy, he still had advantages.
"Okay. Go ahead and prepare your things so you don't forget them when you set off tomorrow."
"good."
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After watching Zheng Zhui leave, Chunxu looked at the map again.
Today's capital is still the same capital, and I can't see much change. However, the whole of Da Mo can be regarded as having undergone great changes.
Since the locust plague last year, several provinces in Nanyue, Mozhang, and Guangnan have been affected by the locust plague. People's lives have been miserable. Fortunately, it did not extend to Huguang and Nanzhong provinces.
Although the imperial court ordered all fields to be converted into paddy fields, and the people who were affected by the disaster did as they were asked, it is still February, and it will still take about six or seven months before the grain harvest.
Nowadays, they are still raising seedlings for rice. Speaking of these seedlings, there are not many. It is not easy for the people to save rice from their mouths for sowing.
These rice seeds were preserved after many hungry meals, overcoming many thoughts of eating, and with much effort.
As for those people who have failed to control themselves and have no accumulated rice seeds, their lives are becoming increasingly miserable.
Nowadays, in the big and small cities in South Vietnam, beggars carrying broken bowls and begging can be seen everywhere. The number of these beggars will only increase.
However, today's court does not care about this, at least for Left Prime Minister Su Yunqi.
He only cares about when the Qi State will move south, whether the Mo army can repel them, and when the treasury will have more money than can be used up.
Suddenly, Left Prime Minister Su Yunqi put down his bowl and chopsticks.
"Master, why don't you eat?" Second Lady Lan asked.
I saw that Su Yunqi, the left prime minister, had a sad look on his face, looking at the children and wives sitting there. When he saw the main wife Fan, Su Yunqi seemed to have something on his face. anger.
The two ladies and children sitting there did not dare to say anything when they saw the master's face. They ate the food in the bowl and watched carefully.
Not long after, Left Prime Minister Su Yunqi stood up and walked towards the study without looking back.
"Dad, what's wrong?" the third young master Su Jinfan asked.
Hearing this, Mrs. Fan, who still didn't understand anything, looked at Su Jinfan. Although she was not her biological child, as an aunt, she said to herself: "Jinfan, I will try it here in a few days." Yes, you have to work hard. You failed last time, but if you win this time, you will make your father look good in this court."
"I understand, aunt." The third young master, Su Jinfan, raised his head and responded.
Then, Mrs. Fan's eyes turned to the fourth young master Su Qingshu who was having a meal. Although she was not born by her, as an aunt, she still wanted to say a few words: "Qingshu, the same goes for you, although it hasn't come yet." This day is coming soon, I will wait until tomorrow when I take the provincial examination to win the imperial examination."
"I understand, aunt." The fourth young master, Su Qingshu, raised his immature face, responded, and then started eating the food again.
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As everyone knows, it is not because of this that the master hates his wife Fan, but because of the queen Su Wanyue who lives in the harem.
Seeing that the master had not come back for a long time, Mrs. Fan stood up.
"You continue to eat, I'll go see the master." After saying this, Mrs. Fan walked towards the master's study step by step.
At this time, Su Yunqi was not busy with any official duties in the study, but was sitting on the old wooden chair, staring blankly at the candles placed on the shelf.
"master."
At this time, a shout came over.
Su Yunqi withdrew his gaze from the candle and looked towards the source of the sound. He saw that it was Mrs. Fan, with a bit more anger on her face.
Seeing that the master was still looking at her like this, Mrs. Fan asked confusedly: "Master, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly."
Su Yunqi did not immediately answer Madam Fan's words. Looking at the open study door, Su Yunqi said: "Close the door."
After hearing these words, the wife did as she was told. After closing the door, she still looked at the master with a confused expression.
Who would have thought that the anger on the master's face now was even greater than before: "Look at you! How you discipline your children!"
Upon hearing this, Madam Fan's face became a little panicked, and she asked in a low voice: "But what did Runchen do wrong?"
"It's not Runchen." The master stood up.
"Who is that? Tell me and I will discipline you right away."
Master: "It's your daughter Su Wanyue who lives in the harem."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Fan didn't know what to do. She thought that if she had known better, she would not have said what she just said.
"What's wrong with her?" Fan asked.
The master wandered into the study and narrated: "Now I am very anxious for the money in the treasury, but your daughter is fine. In this harem, with her status as a queen, she can eat whatever she wants. Play whatever you want, regardless of how much money the treasury has."
"Master, then... can you just tell her clearly?"
The old man smiled and said: "It's easy to say. I didn't persuade her earlier. If she becomes ruthless, she won't even recognize me as her father. She will completely use the emperor as her protective cover. What can I do?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Fan was in a dilemma. Even the master had no idea. What could he do?
Seeing that Mrs. Fan was silent, the master asked, "Why are you silent?"
Mrs. Fan then said hastily: "That is indeed a lack of discipline."
Master: "Look, if there is any way, talk to her. If she keeps going like this, sooner or later the whole country will be finished. Even if it is not finished, my Su family will be finished sooner or later."
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