Yanmenchun

Chapter 267

Shen Tuchan's gesticulation this time naturally made Wang Yan very angry, even if she took money to subsidize the military salary, it could not calm Wang Yan's anger.

Therefore, when they came out of the tent, the faces of both of them were ugly. Jiang Lan would not interfere in this matter, which was what Shen Tuchan meant.

As soon as they left, Wang Yan was very displeased and said to his lieutenant general: "Another royal family who dictates, does she think she is the god who controls everything? She says to fight and fight! Can she win if she says win? !"

His lieutenant general said from the side: "She said that if the general refuses to accept it, he can report it to His Majesty. I am afraid that His Majesty has already agreed."

This is the most troublesome thing, Shen Tuchan is here, Wang Yan can say that things in the army are changing rapidly, only Shen Tuchan can give pointers, but if it is the emperor's will, he will never resist it.

But Wang Yan is not a young soldier who has never seen Shengyan. He felt that the emperor could not agree to such a ridiculous thing, so he said: "Whether the emperor knows about it or not, I will write a memorial. Let the emperor take back his orders, the border is a major matter, not to mention Shen Tulang's daughter, even the emperor's daughter can't do whatever she wants, this is a state matter, not her Zhenbeihoufu's family affairs!"

After he finished speaking, he asked the deputy general to study ink, and wrote a memorial to the city of Kyoto himself.

By the time his memorial was dispatched eight hundred miles away, Shen Tuchan and Jiang Lan had already rode their horses to a place where they could overlook the Yanmen Pass.

They stood on the high slope, and Shen Tuchan pointed to the distant Yanmen Pass, which was in ruins from afar, and said to Jiang Lan and Hu Dao, "Look! That's Yanmen Pass!"

Under the billowing clouds, Yanmenguan has broken earth walls like a goshawk crawling on the ground, the withered yellow grass waves are blown to the ground by the wind, the mountains have no end in sight, and the wilderness is vast.

Jiang Lan didn't speak. The souls of countless heroic soldiers of the Jin Dynasty were buried in this place, as well as the blood and tears of innocent people.

Shen Tuchan stared at Yanmen Pass for a long time, she said softly: "I must go back to the racecourse at Yanmen Pass."

The sound was very soft, and was quickly blown away by the howling cold wind.

On the way back, Jiang Lan looked at Shen Tuchan and said, "You didn't tell Father about the military affairs, what are you going to do?"

Shen Tuchan turned her head and met Jiang Lan's gaze: "Would you believe me if I told you to resign yourself to fate?"

Jiang Lan naturally didn't believe it, he smiled and said, "I'll wait and see."

There must be someone in the capital to help her, Shentu Danlin's power is weak, Princess Baoqing is a girl, I don't know who this person will be.

Shen Tuchan began to slowly dismantle the money in his hands, and when he was preparing for the new year's goods, the emperor also received an urgent envelope of eight hundred miles.

When the new year was approaching, Shentu Danlin was not in Beijing, saying that he had gone out to hunt for treasures to prepare for his marriage.

There is only one old lady in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion with the young Shen Tuqi.

The emperor read the memorial at a glance, then snorted and patted the book on the desk. Gao Yong took a peek at the emperor and lowered his gaze.

The emperor didn't seem to be really unhappy, he glanced at Gao Yong and said, "Why are you so quiet today, old man?"

Gao Yong said hey and hey twice: "Your Majesty is not happy, this servant is afraid that if he speaks, His Majesty will be upset."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly said: "But it is the duty of a slave to share the master's worries. I wonder what worries your Majesty?"

The emperor didn't care about his slick tongue, and threw the booklet at him: "Look."

Gao Yong glanced roughly and hurriedly put his hands up and said: "If your majesty thinks it's wrong, just call His Royal Highness King Yan and Concubine Yan back to Beijing."

The emperor took the folder in his hand and tapped it on the edge of the table. He leaned on the back of the dragon chair and stared at the exquisitely carved beams and paintings on the study.

The Zhenbeihou Mansion has never been sorry to Da Jin and the Jiang family. The generation of the old Marquis ate sand in Yanmen Pass all his life. Shen Tulang died in battle at a young age. In Jin Dynasty, although Shentu Danlin had no accomplishments, he never made any major mistakes.

This was originally a matter of transgression, even if Shen Tuchan took Mobei as her fiefdom, she could not interfere with military affairs because she was only a woman.

But is this the end of Zhenbei Hou Mansion?

The emperor felt unwilling to think about it for Shen Tuchan. Born in such a brave family, he was only one step away from painstaking efforts, but he returned to the original point because of the ruthless imperial power.

But he is an emperor, and he cannot make a decision based on one person's will. She is more responsible for the people and soldiers in Mobei than Shen Tuchan.

The emperor pondered for a while and said: "Take it to the court tomorrow and let the officials have a look."

This meant looking at the direction of the wind, but the emperor's intention was obviously biased toward Wang Yan, because no one would be facing Yichun Princess, or a woman.

When Gao Yongyi withdrew, he heard the emperor say: "Do the crown prince and Baoqing know about this?"

This question was asked to Gao Yongyi, Gao Yongyi immediately took a step forward and said: "The princess and princess have always been close, presumably she must have told the princess."

The emperor murmured and didn't speak any more, Gao Yongyi then tiptoed out.

When the emperor told the story the next morning, it was as if a firecracker had been thrown into the courtiers, and no one in the civil and military circles uttered a sound.

Gao Yong coughed lightly to remind the ministers to speak, and then the Minister of the Ministry of War took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty, I feel that this matter is inappropriate."

As for what is wrong, everyone is clear in their hearts.

The emperor smiled inexplicably and said: "Which Aiqing thinks this matter is appropriate?"

No one spoke at the bottom, obviously not supporting the attitude, the emperor sighed and said: "After all, it's a waste of work."

These words were full of emotions, and the officials looked at each other in blank dismay.

The emperor didn't bother to ask any more questions, so he said: "In this case, I will call Yan Wang and his wife back."

Before he finished speaking, Prince Gong's son stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, I think this is feasible."

As soon as Prince Gong's son finished speaking, the officials were boiling like a frying pan that suddenly exploded.

"My lord, although the Zhenbeihou Mansion has meritorious service, what's the matter with a woman entering and leaving the army!"

"This is Hen Sichen."

"Could it be that the Zhenbeihou Mansion has become arrogant because of its meritorious service?"

There was a lot of chatter, and it was a mess, more lively than the alleys on Pingyang Street.

The emperor didn't speak, just watched Prince Gong's son fighting with all the officials, and the prince was silent beside him.

After arguing for a while, Dali Temple Minister Feng Yuanan also began to refute the opposing courtiers.

Until they quarreled more and more fiercely, the prince frowned more and more, and shouted angrily: "What is the dignity of the court!"

The officials were suddenly as quiet as chickens.

The crown prince took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Zhenbei Hou Mansion has a long history of meritorious service, and I am afraid that you will have to personally judge this matter."

The emperor ignored the crown prince, glanced at Feng Yuan'an and said, "Feng Qing, what do you say?"

Feng Yuan'an took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty, I thought that Princess Yichun had already planned for today before leaving for the Great Zhou with his relatives, and everything was for Mobei. Such a plan of magic and firm determination is definitely not a joke. Not only is it a matter of the state of Jin, but it is also about the century-old achievements of the Beihou Mansion in Zhenbei, the princess must be well prepared, and since she opened her mouth, I feel that I can give it a try."

(End of this chapter)