Zhurou

Chapter 190 Reluctance
Zhao Mingzhi rested his left hand on the cage, and was about to put back what he was holding in his right hand. Hearing this, he couldn't help but pause in his hand, and then he raised his head to look at Lu Xianzhang, with a lot of questioning in his eyes.

After Lu Xianzhang had spoken, although he was still embarrassed, he had no choice but to continue: "The frontline battle is urgent, and emergency replacements are not enough. If there are other matters in Jiedu, you might as well send them separately in the future. So as not to delay the military situation."

"It's just that there is nothing to do for the time being, and we have to prevent the effect of others. As the chief commander, Jie Du must lead by example. He must not be favoritism at all, and he must be strict with himself."

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the wooden box in front of him. Because the box was huge and several feet deep, he couldn't see what was in it from where he was standing at the moment. He could only see a slender wooden box in the right hand of the princess.

The wooden box is about one and a half feet long, only half a palm wide, judging by its size, it is definitely not an ordinary official document.

In Pei Yong's capacity, the ceremonies specially arranged to present to the current princess are nothing more than antique calligraphy and paintings, exquisite utensils, gold, silver and jewelry. Judging from the shape, it looks like a scroll calligraphy and painting.

Today's princess was born as an aristocratic daughter, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are daily routines, so she specially sent calligraphy and painting by famous artists, just to suit her liking, which is not unexpected.

Lu Xianzhang thought he had a deep understanding of the character of the princess in front of him, so he wasn't worried that she would be fascinated by such vulgar things, but after all, it was not pleasing to the eye after all.

——Di Bing was right in front of him. Although Xuzhou was out of trouble for a while, it didn't mean that there was no danger.

In such a situation, Pei Yong is the commander-in-chief, how can he be distracted from doing such careless things?
I don't know the severity of the end.

Thinking of this, Lu Xianzhang did his part and took half a step forward, although he didn't have a wat board in his hand, he held each other with a slight upward momentum.

He tapped the wooden cage with his hand, and said: "This thing is big and heavy, and it would be a waste of manpower and material resources to deliver it in a hurry. If this method becomes a habit, and it is taken for granted, there will be endless Trouble in the future—Your Highness is not good at speaking out, and I am afraid that Pei Yong will come up with his own ideas, so why not send a letter to me privately, or I can give some reminders."

Zhao Mingzhi didn't interrupt halfway, and after he finished speaking, he said seriously: "What you said about participating in politics is very reasonable, you should take it as a warning, but I am responsible for this matter, and Pei Jiedu has nothing to do with it."

"The other day I asked the Zhongnong official of Sinong Temple about the matter of grain seeding, but with little success. I have no official position, so it is difficult to supervise and supervise. After much deliberation, I decided to send envoys back to Caizhou, and ask Your Majesty to issue an edict to order all parties in the north to do this collection..."

Just as she was talking, she raised the things in her hands slightly, and said: "It just so happens that Jiedu is heading eastwards. After the consul, he should respond to his mission. Today, we will send someone to bring the samples of the grain we got, and we plan to turn from the capital to Caizhou." , Only after confirmation can we make follow-up arrangements.”

"It takes a lot of time to go back and forth, and the agricultural officer needs to do another inspection. It is appropriate to rush to replace it."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mingzhi had no intention of covering up, but stood a few steps away to get out of the way.

When Lu Xianzhang saw that Zhao Mingzhi had excused Pei Yongduo, he felt displeased. Seeing something raised in her hand, it was a handful of yellowed ears of grain. Full, swinging in mid-air.

Not only that, look at the slender wooden box, there is oiled paper on the bottom, there is rice paper inside, and the three characters "Jinlinghong" are written in ink on the paper.

Although he is not proficient in farming, he can guess that "Jinlinghong" is probably the name of the rice seed in the princess' hands.

Lu Xianzhang was stunned for a moment, before he dared to go forward after a while, he didn't need to get too close, he saw that the huge cage was full of slender wooden boxes with uniform shape.

Some palace servants had received Zhao Mingzhi's signal, took out a few of them, and presented them to this politician, and opened them one by one without his hands. Sure enough, there were different types of rice seeds.

Unexpectedly, it would be like this, Lu Xianzhang was silent for a while, only knowing that he took the wooden box and looked down at the rice seeds inside.

Presumably, they were hastily harvested from various places, and the rice seeds in the box had not had time to be trimmed carefully, and they were dusty, frizzy, and slightly itchy when held in the hand.

The rice seeds in this box were unpacked, as if mocking him, making Lu Xianzhang speechless.

Zhao Mingzhi didn't think much about it, seeing him holding the rice seeds in his hands and looking at them, he said again: "Farming is the most important thing in the world. According to the current situation, I don't know what will be the result of the autumn harvest, so I have to rush to send this thing to Caizhou made the distinction first, so as not to miss the farming season—but he didn’t know how to participate in politics?”

Lu Xianzhang squeezed the rice seeds tightly in his hands, and reluctantly said: "It's the minister who speculated randomly for a while, and misunderstood..."

Zhao Mingzhi shook his head and said: "It is a matter of my duty to persuade and supervise the implementation of the government. I should also restrain myself and not be in a hurry to send the things forwarded by others. I am to blame for this matter. Let me remember first." Next, I will ask a judge to punish you in the future."

After finishing speaking, he specially summoned Huangmen and asked him to take notes on paper.

Holding the wooden box, Lu Xianzhang felt bitterness gradually in his heart, he hurriedly tried to persuade him a few more times, seeing that Zhao Mingzhi had no intention of turning around, the bitter taste turned back and forth in his throat, making the root of his tongue bitter.

His original intention was to urge Pei Yong, and he did not mean to criticize His Highness at all, whoever thought it would have the opposite effect, did not dare to mention this matter again, so he hurriedly put down the wooden box in his hand and started talking about business.

Lu Xianzhang was well-organized, and his narration could be said to be detailed and appropriate. After a while, he sorted out the urgent reports collected from all over the place, but most of them could not be made by the capital, and they still had to be passed on to Caizhou.

Zhao Mingzhi sat upright and listened, without commenting, and only asked questions when he encountered something he didn't understand—and this time, in the battle situation sent from the north, Zongge was not the only one, and there were already more contradictions. To make a distinction.

Some of Lu Xianzhang could answer, and some could not. At first he wanted to write down what he could not answer for later investigation, but the more questions Zhao Mingzhi asked, the more embarrassed his expression became, and finally he had to say: "Chen... If you fail to catch it, you must first have someone investigate it, so you will know how to deal with it."

"I also know that there are many difficulties in the government of the capital, and I know that it is not easy to participate in politics." Although Zhao Mingzhi's tone was calm as usual, his voice was a little lower than usual, sounding more serious, "After all, the capital is located in front, and Caizhou road is far away. , and the news is difficult to get through, if I can identify it first, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, otherwise I will send the letter again and again..."

How could Lu Xianzhang not know what was important.

After the news is sent back to Caizhou, there will most likely be a letter sent over to order further investigation. At that time, there will be repeated tossing, not to mention choosing a strategy, because the front line does not know what will become of it, so naturally it cannot be like this.

He was ashamed of his own incompetence, although he was not reconciled, he had no choice but to say: "Pei Yong is specialized in warfare, and he is in front of the battle, just in time to send troops to investigate." At this point, he suddenly thought of the memorial in his sleeve.

"Weichen came in a hurry, and I haven't read the back and forth from Dongfang yet."

As Lu Xianzhang said, he took out the folded sleeve and was about to submit it, but seeing Zhao Mingzhi refusing it with his hand, indicating that he would read it first, he no longer refused, and looked down.

The memorial was held roughly just now, and it seemed quite thick. Now that I looked carefully, I realized that it was two notebooks, describing two things. One was a routine report on the frontline situation, and the other was a reply to Zongge’s previous inquiry. Things are so simple to write.

Lu Xianzhang only took a moment to finish sweeping, and his face was even more reluctant.

(End of this chapter)