Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 120 The Battle Between Heaven and Man
"Go, go, go back!" Tang Heng cursed back with a smile, and finally dismissed a group of colleagues, but when he turned around, he saw that several people in the room looked at him with astonishment.

He hurriedly squeezed out a harmless smile: "Ah, no, it's not what you think. These boys are still young and ignorant, so they are a little outspoken, which makes you laugh."

He spread his hands, and his short mustache shrugged on his two thin lips: "How can I be the kind of person who eats late at night? Besides, you all eat the food from the public chef today." After that, the taste is not good, right? I can stay up in the government office until midnight just for a mere supper? Hmph, then there is something wrong with me!"

Cui Yutang looked at him and nodded seriously: "Master Tang, I happen to be on the night shift tonight, why don't I get your roasted lamb hooves for you?"

"Your idea is quite beautiful, kid!" Tang Heng's face was condensed, and he snorted coldly: "I've been looking forward to that sheep's trotter for half a month, and urged and urged by the public cook, and I waited until today to get it for you? Then why don't you do all my work?"

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Xiwei who was stunned next to him, and quickly put on a smile again: "I'm sorry Miss Zhao, I'm used to joking around with these boys."

"It's okay, it means you have a good relationship with your colleagues." Zhao Xiwei hurriedly put on a smile of understanding.

What shocked her was not that Tang Heng was fighting with his colleagues, but that in her impression, these officials were all stern and unsmiling—just like what they saw when they entered the palace for the first time, all the officials coming and going on the palace road , They all walked in a hurry and looked solemn, like an iceberg that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

It was only after spending a whole day in the government office that I realized that these seemingly high-ranking officials are just ordinary people, and they will laugh and play after they are assigned duties.

But, would that unsmiling Crown Prince also have such moments in private?

As a prince who helped his father manage the government at the age of 13, Li Xuanye seldom showed his emotions like this in his life.

He lost his mother's protection prematurely, entered the game of power prematurely, and bore the heavy pressure of the court prematurely, so that his xinxing far exceeded the age of 19 years old, and he already had a qualified The calmness, calmness and majesty possessed by the emperor.

Lizheng Hall is the main hall of the East Palace, where the prince handles government affairs and receives courtiers.

Li Xuanye doesn't like too complicated and gorgeous decorations, and he doesn't like too tight spaces.

The decoration in the hall is simple and elegant, the carpet is light blue like moonlight, and the window screen is plain white like clouds, making the atmosphere of the whole hall even more cold and indifferent.

At this time, the gates of the four sides of the palace are wide open, and the plum blossoms outside are in full bloom. Where the wind blows, numerous flower branches dance with the wind, and the white petals are sprinkled like snow waves and fall to the ground.

The flowers are blooming like a brocade, and the dark fragrance hits people.

Li Xuanye sat in front of the desk, his slender fingers grasping a thick roll of official documents.

This is the memorial that Jizhou Mu hastened to present to His Majesty.

He frowned, and his eyes stayed on that line of block letters that seemed a bit hasty for a long time:

"Jizhou is in a hurry, the snow is five feet thick, the city's salary is exhausted, and thousands of people freeze to death every day"

This volume of official documents is tens of thousands of words long, and presents all the urgent situations in Jizhou on paper.

Every word and every knife made Li Xuanye's heart breathless.

He is still young, even if he is young and mature, this is the first time he really understands what is the weight of a country.

The few figures written by officials are the lives of countless common people.

He was silent for a while, and then called out coldly: "Yuan Ce."

"Subordinates are here."

"Has Changxin Palace spoken?"

"Reporting to Your Highness the Crown Prince—" Yuan Ce glanced at the master quietly, and then replied in a soft tone as much as possible: "As soon as the documents from Jizhou were presented, my subordinates immediately went to Changxin Palace, but they didn't see the queen mother. Only Eunuch Chang came out and said that the Empress Dowager's worry made her condition worse, and even if the sky falls within half a month, don't disturb her peace, unless..."

"Unless what?" Li Xuanye sneered.

Yuan Ce opened his mouth, but didn't dare to say the rest of the sentence.

The corner of Li Xuanye's mouth curved into a mocking arc, and he said coldly: "Unless Wang Fan and other officials are reinstated, isn't it?"

Yuan Ce pursed his lips, and replied in a low voice like a mosquito, "Yes..."

Li Xuanye suddenly squeezed the official document in his hand, not even noticing that the knuckles of his fingers were turning white.

The current snowstorm in Jizhou is a disaster for the Great Wei, but it is a good thing for the Empress Dowager to reap the benefits.

When the first emperor died, in order to prevent treacherous officials from coveting the royal family, he handed over the treasury to the queen mother.

He had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't calculate that the Queen Mother would have such great ambitions.

Jizhou is in an emergency, and a batch of supplies and officials need to be dispatched to the disaster area as soon as possible to minimize the loss as soon as possible.

In terms of officials, Li Xuanye has been in business for several years and can quickly select a group of reliable talents.

But it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. The Queen Mother refuses to hand over the power of the treasury. What are they going to do to relieve the disaster?

He rubbed the center of his brows, and said very tiredly: "Forget it, Gu is too naive, she has never seen the world in her eyes."

"Your Highness, there will always be a solution." Yuan Ce was thinking about how to solve the problem, when suddenly a servant came quickly outside the door, and reported: "Eunuch Chang from Changxin Palace is here."

Li Xuanye was taken aback, and then said lightly, "Let him in."

Eunuch Chang entered the hall and bowed again.

Li Xuanye had suppressed the anger just now, and sat behind the desk with an indifferent expression. He picked up an official document and unfolded it, dipped the pen in the ink, wrote the pen smoothly, closed it after reviewing it, and stacked it neatly on the top right corner of the table.

Eunuch Chang was used to being arrogant, but facing Li Xuanye, the invisible pressure made him have to bow his head.

After all, he knew in his heart that if he offended the emperor, he might just swear a few words.

But if you offend the one in front of you, this one will be serious.

So he bowed his waist, held his breath and stayed where he was, with the expression on his face as cute as he could be.

But in his heart, he complained endlessly: he would have knelt down if he knew it earlier, his waist was bowed, his head was bowed, and his whole body was numb.

What's more, he has been highly valued by the Empress Dowager these years, his life has become more comfortable, and his body has become more delicate. He has always punished others to kneel and kowtow, and there has never been a time like this.

If he was asked to stand like this for half an hour, wouldn't this old bone be broken in the Li Zheng Hall?

His face turned dark green like gall, and His Royal Highness the crown prince just kept silent.

Eunuch Chang wanted to go all out, or he could ask on his own initiative?

Anyway, he belongs to the queen mother, so could the prince really cut off his own head?
(End of this chapter)