Pei Yubing pursed her lips, nodded slightly, continued to sip the porridge and stopped talking.
After dinner, Chu Huizhou took the initiative to give up his only bedroom. I dug out old quilts from the bottom of the box and spread them on the floor in the corner of the front hall.
Pei Yubing had a hunch that he had occupied someone else's house. Thinking that he had been injured a few days ago, and worried that he would catch a cold while sleeping on the floor, he found some herbs that he carried with him and boiled a bowl of medicine for him to suppress the cold.
Chu Huizhou looked at the dark soup, gritted his teeth and drank it.
Pei Yubing's frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed.
The moonlight shone in through the paper window, casting a soft light on Pei Yubing's body.
"Miss Pei has good medical skills. Did you expect that I would get cold in a few days?"
No matter how dull you are, you can still hear the teasing meaning in Chu Huizhou's words, and the tips of your ears instantly feel hot. Fortunately, you can't see her expression clearly at night.
"If you don't want to drink, I'll..."
Chu Huizhou showed her the bottomed porcelain bowl and smiled.
"... Go back to your room to rest early, don't think about things all day long."
Luo City, at the feet of the Emperor.
The weather has been changing lately. Yesterday it was sunny, but today it is full of clouds.
Even the emperor's expression changed again and again.
The Minister of War handed over his hand.
"Jiangzhou is only a few hundred miles away from Luocheng. Due to the dangerous terrain, the barbarians dare not invade rashly for a while. But please, Your Majesty, if this stalemate continues, it will not be good for our Luocheng and the people of our country. I suggest you make plans early."
The ministers behind him also echoed in all directions.
"We hope that the emperor will think about the country and the country!"
"I hope the emperor will make plans as soon as possible!"
The court hall suddenly became chaotic like a vegetable market.
The ministers all criticized the emperor's inaction, but they couldn't choose who would be willing to go out to quell the war, and they had to shirk each other.
The emperor sighed softly and pressed the corners of his eyes with deepening wrinkles.
How could he not be angry, but after being angry, he fell into endless numbness.
The emperor shook his sleeves and his tone suddenly dropped.
"What do you think, dear friends?"
"..."
The few courtiers who had been making the most noise immediately shut their mouths, for fear that the emperor would notice them.
The barbarians invaded, and his majestic Daxia Kingdom was unable to resist.
All the civil and military officials in the dynasty had no one available.
It's funny to say that it only took three days for the city of Yingzhou to fall to the barbarians. The people who vowed to protect Yingzhou to the death turned out to be a small army on the border. The emperor hesitated again and again, and finally had no choice but to hand over Yingzhou City.
In this weird silence, Lin Chuliang took a step forward and cupped his hands.
He lowered his head, but his waist was as straight as a cypress. His young and handsome face stood out among the courtiers.
"I have a plan."
"Please put the well-being of the people first, open up Luo City and accept refugees from Jiangzhou."
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of ministers began to discuss it.
“Refugees have resentments in their hearts, how can they live in peace with the people?”
"You must not cause trouble suddenly right now!"
"If we cannot handle the refugees well, it may lead to tragedy!"
Lin Chuliang's eyes were burning, and he slowly swept across the group of people who were speaking, and he raised his tone and said loudly.
"I ask you to take charge of this matter."
The emperor sighed again, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but he turned around in his mouth and didn't say it.
"allow."
After going to court, unlike those ministers who walked together in twos and threes, Lin Chuliang did not want to talk to them, and waved his sleeves to leave.
Someone blocked his way.
"A hero is born in a young man. Mr. Dali, when you have some free time, come to my house for tea."
The most novel person in the past few years is undoubtedly Lin Chuliang, the minister of Dali Temple. The whole family is a humble civil servant, and his mother's aunt was once the emperor's favorite concubine. However, he has made great contributions in redressing unjust imprisonment, and is a rising star in the court today.
No one wants to be friends with him.
This man's official position was to be a supervisory censor. His fat face trembled three times, and a glimmer of greed flashed in his tiny eyes.
Lin Chuliang frowned, but with a smile on his face, he sent the person away.
The emperor was supported by the eunuch and returned to the study.
The calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are calligraphy works made by the eldest prince when he was seven years old. The handwriting is immature, but neat and beautiful, which makes people feel relaxed and happy every time they look at it.
The emperor took a sip of hot tea, stared at the writing on the wall in a trance, and said quietly for a long time.
"If the child can be born safely, I think he will be as old as his cousin by now."
The little eunuch who was close to him was holding a basin of hot water for washing his hands. He lowered his head and said.
"I heard that after going to court today, I heard that there was some conflict between the minister of Dali Temple and the censor."
The emperor was silent again, and the eunuch pursed his lips and waited quietly.
"It doesn't matter."
The fact that Lin Chuliang, the minister of Dali Temple, requested to handle the refugees quickly reached the Queen's ears.
Although the queen lives in the harem, her mother's family is prominent, and her predecessors are full of informants, so it is inevitable that important things will fall into her ears.
Upon hearing Lin Chuliang's name, the queen's face quickly became unhappy.
When Concubine Jing was alive, the emperor loved her so much that he seemed to want the stars in the sky to be plucked for her. It's a pity that she was born in a humble family and could not become a queen. Unexpectedly, after Concubine Jing's death, a stunningly talented person would appear in Concubine Jing's family.
Thinking of what happened in the past, the queen played with the golden-red armor, with a bit of ridicule flashing in her eyes.
Then hearing the informant say that Lin Chuliang advocated opening the city gates and asking himself to deal with the refugees who fled to the capital, the queen showed a sneer on her face.
Settling refugees is not an easy task in this war-torn situation. If you don't do well, you will inevitably be severely punished. If you do it well, you won't get much profit. If you are willing to do something thankless, let him do it.
After the Queen thought about it, she felt much better.
However, the next second, news came from the spy stationed in the royal study, and Fu Er whispered in the Queen's ear.
"Your Majesty, the people over there said that the Emperor today——"
The little eunuch paused for a moment, as if hesitant to speak. The queen glanced at her coldly, and then spoke cautiously.
"Yes, the emperor looked at the eldest prince's handwriting today and said something about the one who died early due to dystocia."
The little eunuch spoke cryptically, but even so, it was enough to make the queen furious.
"What!"
The queen hated hearing any news about Concubine Jing. When Concubine Jing was still alive, she regarded her as a thorn in her side.
The eunuch who passed on the news had already expected the queen's reaction. After speaking these words, he knelt on the ground with his head lowered and trembling, waiting for the queen's anger to come.
"What did the Emperor say?"
The queen scowled, realizing her gaffe.
Looking at the trembling little eunuch kneeling on the ground, he suppressed the anger in his heart for the time being and still retained some sense.
However, after hearing the little eunuch repeating the emperor's words exactly, the queen slapped the table, swept her wide sleeves across the table, and broke the colorful flower and bird vase on the table.
