Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 177
"Well, it's nothing more than Fu Yulong! What's the pity? Staying in Luoyang is a waste of money and food!"

"Then Your Majesty is not worried that he will become a tiger from bondage? After all, he is the prince of Baekje?"

"Meiniang, that's why you don't understand!" Li Zhi smiled and waved his hands: "Then Fuyu Fengzhang can't even tolerate Fuyu Fuxin, so how can he tolerate Fuyu Long? If he leaves, he will not dare to leave, Datang is now his only shelter!"

"That's right!" Empress Wu clapped her palms and said with a smile: "That's true, so Liu Renyuan really played a good move!"

"That's right! It's not unusual for him to be able to persist in Baekje for so long. After all, he is also a veteran who has followed the late emperor. But it is commendable to be able to offer Fu Yulong to be the governor of the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion! The former is just a general of the army, and the latter This is the mind of Zaifu in the court. Inspired by him, I chose one of the Japanese missions to go to Baekje together, in case of emergency."

"So His Majesty intends to reuse him?"

"Let's take a look first!" Li Zhi smiled, and frowned again: "But now the military mansions in Shandong have all been conscripted, and if they are transferred from the military mansions in Henan and Jianghuai, it will take time. Fear of delaying the battle, this is a big problem!"

"What's so difficult about it, just recruit soldiers!" Empress Wu said with a smile: "Let Li Yi's mansion allocate the money, food and armor needed, and if it doesn't work, replace people. Isn't that what the prime minister does?"

"If you can't make a replacement, that's a good point!" Li Zhi laughed: "Meiniang, from this sentence, you can see that you have made great progress in this period of time. Occupy his position, with his authority, those who can go up, those who can't go down, and the world will be ruled naturally. The widow also knows that Li Yifu is a greedy villain, but it doesn't matter, as long as he can be used by you, but remember one thing, A villain can be used for a while but not for a lifetime, understand?"

"The concubine understands!" Empress Wu knew that it was her husband pointing her out, so she nodded quickly. When Li Zhi ascended the throne, the prime minister was Changsun Wuji, who was Gaozong's uncle and the number one minister of Lingyan Pavilion. He has been prime minister for more than [-] years, and he has made great contributions, and he can't lose his tail.

So Li Zhi relied on the power of Li Yifu and others to drive Changsun Wuji out of the court, and forced him to commit suicide for treason.As a reward, Li Yifu and others are also extremely human ministers, but deep down in his heart, Li Zhi knows very well what these people are.

Speaking of this, Li Zhi also felt that his eyes were swollen, and his two temples were throbbing. He knew that his wind disease was about to attack again, so he quickly closed his eyes.Empress Wu hurriedly massaged him gently, and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you feel unwell again, do you want to call the imperial physician?"

"No need, I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine after a short rest, anyway, that's what I called the imperial doctor, why bother?" Li Zhi sighed, and looked at the stack of memorials on the table that he hadn't finished reading: "Mei Mother, you can take a look at the rest, if there is something important, just ask me, if it is not important, you just approve it!"

"The concubine obeys!" Empress Wu was secretly delighted. She asked the eunuch to help her husband onto the brocade couch beside her, and she sat next to the table, and began to review carefully.

Chang'an, Da Ci'en Temple.

"So, the imperial court is going to let the poor monk serve as an interpreter for the army?" Ding Hui asked.

"That's right! A few days ago, the imperial court wanted to select some of the missionaries who are proficient in Japanese as interpreters for the army, and the poor monk thought of you!" Master Kui Ji laughed. In fact, he has mainly presided over the temple affairs. He is a tall man with a beard that reaches his ears, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, a broad chest and a broad back. The man in the door, on the contrary, looks like a fierce general.

"Thank you, brother, for your love!" Dinghui hesitated, and asked, "It's just that Dinghui is from the Wa country, and this time the army is going to fight,—"

"Do you want to ask why the army chose you as an interpreter when it will conflict with the Japanese kingdom?" Kui Ji smiled and said, "Let's put it this way, the purpose of the army's expedition this time is to suppress rebellion, not to provoke. I will take you forward Going, can reduce unnecessary conflicts, isn't it in line with the purpose of Buddhism?"

"So that's it!" Dinghui nodded: "If that's the case, the poor monk is willing to help! However, the poor monk also has a request, and I hope my brother will grant it!"

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"The poor monk has a good friend named Yiji Lianbode. He also wants to serve Datang. I wonder if I can let him go with the poor monk?"

"Oh? There are other things like this? Your friend is also in our temple?"

"That's right, I will live in the same courtyard as the poor monk!"

"So that's how it is!" Kui Ji pondered for a while, then said with a smile, "Forget it, since Junior Brother has opened his mouth, I'll explain it for you, it shouldn't be a big problem!"

"That poor monk thanked Senior Brother!" Dinghui clasped his hands together and thanked Yuji. Kuiji hurriedly reached out to support Dinghui, and said with a smile, "You don't have to thank me, Junior Brother. If you want to thank me, you can thank the saint in the palace, right?"

"The saint in the palace? Brother, you mean the Son of Heaven?" Ding Hui showed an expression of disbelief.

"That's right, I'm not going to hide it from my junior brother, your trip to Baekje was appointed by a sage!" Kui Ji showed a meaningful smile: "It's not only because of my brother's diligence and studious, but also because of your father!"

Baekje, Sibi City, Dudu Mansion.

"Everyone, there is news about reinforcements!" Liu Renyuan's face was full of joy: "The imperial court has already issued an imperial edict, ordering to recruit troops in Qing, Lai, and Deng states in Shandong, and to build ships in Hai, Chu, and Si states. It should be ready by the end of summer." Across the sea to help!"

"Great!"

"Finally waiting for reinforcements!"

"It's finally over. With reinforcements and boat masters, we can show the Japanese and Baekje thieves some color!"

Du Shuang was not as happy as everyone else, he frowned: "Recruiting soldiers, why don't you send local government soldiers? Isn't it more useful than Ding Zhuang recruited temporarily?"

"Du Changshi doesn't know anything!" Liu Rengui sighed on the side: "Before I crossed the sea, I checked the military mansions of the states in Shandong, and all the mansions had a lot of vacancies. There are no more government soldiers to recruit!"

Speaking of this, everyone's faces were not very good-looking. According to the views of later generations, the combat effectiveness of the army raised with money must be stronger than that of the government soldiers. There is training in the season, and it is also drawn from wealthy farmers. Naturally, it is much stronger than the young men temporarily recruited from bankrupt farmers.

Cough!

Liu Renyuan coughed twice, and said with a smile: "It is a good thing to have reinforcements. It is still spring, and there are still a few months before the end of summer. Even weak soldiers will be better after a few months of training. At least they can be used Come to defend the city! Besides, we can do something in these few months! Sanlang, don’t you think so?”

(End of this chapter)