Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 232 As long as His Majesty Zen seat
In terms of the sect master's strange temper, no one can control him. Why did he cooperate with the other party to want her life?
There were many doubts in Feng Jin's heart, and these doubts turned into clouds of doubts, which covered her eyes and made her way forward completely confused.

Days passed day by day, and three days later, Prince Saya returned to the Huns. As the heir of Xi Khan, he couldn't stay in Dazhou for a long time. Before leaving, Prince Saya wanted to ask Feng Jin for a letter of approval. Jin only said that he would help the Western Xiongnu, but Feng Jin did not promise how to help.

Regarding the borrowing of soldiers, Feng Jin and the auxiliary ministers mentioned it, and to her surprise, Pei Xiu strongly opposed it.

"Your Majesty, the defense line in the northern border is the barrier of the Great Zhou. It must not be moved. If it is the first, all kinds of troubles will come one after another. If there is trouble everywhere in the Great Zhou, they will think of borrowing troops from the northern border defense line."

Feng Jin lightly tapped the armrest of the dragon chair with her fingers, but said nothing.

Pei Xiu observed her expression and persuaded her, "I know what your majesty is thinking. It's okay to help the Western Xiongnu, but the defense line in the northern border must not be touched! This precedent cannot be set!"

Feng Jin raised her eyes and looked at Pei Xiu with deep eyes. Pei Xiu frowned, thinking that she was obsessed, and eagerly persuaded, "Your Majesty, please listen to my minister, the defense line in the northern border must not be touched, it is the Great Zhou Jiangshan A solid guarantee! It is the line of defense that blocks the Huns' iron cavalry, and there must be no cracks!"

Feng Jin looked at him for a moment, sighed secretly in his heart, slowly looked away, and said in a deep voice, "Then what can Pei Qing do?"

Seeing Feng Jin let go, Pei Xiu heaved a long sigh of relief, "If you want the Eastern Huns to return the Helian Grassland, you can't just rely on robbing, there are other ways. Relax, both the Eastern Huns and the Western Huns have spies from Da Zhou, rest assured, Your Majesty, this matter will be settled by this humble servant."

Feng Jin took a deep look at him, and said slowly, "Then leave this matter to Pei Qing."

"His Majesty--"

Master Qi frowned and was about to speak when Feng Jin slightly raised his hand to stop what he was going to say.

Master Qi frowned, and had no choice but to hold back what he wanted to say, His Majesty has made up his mind, what else can he say?
Pei Xiangcheng's mansion is deep, and he doesn't dare to trust him.

But Prime Minister Pei is right, the defense line in the northern border must not be touched, and if it sets a precedent, there will be troubles in the future.

His Majesty must have figured out this joint before deciding to hand over the matter to Prime Minister Pei.

"Your Majesty is determined not to disgrace the mission, rest assured."

"Actually, I have nothing to worry about you."

Feng Jin said softly, Pei Xiu looked at her puzzled, Feng Jin only said one sentence, and then stopped. She raised her hand, Master Qi and the others respectfully retreated.

But Pei Xiu didn't back down, he stared at Feng Jin intently, his expression changed slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Jin stood up and walked towards the door. When she passed by Pei Xiu, she stopped for some reason.

The faint fragrance from her body filled Pei Xiu's nose, making him feel a little dazed.

The fragrance on her body is too ethereal, as if it will dissipate at any time, just like her, it is unpredictable, as if she will leave at any time.

"It would be great if I wasn't me and Pei Qing wasn't Pei Qing."

Pei Xiu turned her face suddenly, and looked at Feng Jin with burning eyes. Feng Jin's expression was as usual, calm and cold. Pei Xiu was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Why did Your Majesty say that?"

Feng Jin slowly turned her face and looked directly at Pei Xiu, her eyes were deep and vast like an endless deep sea, making it difficult for people to see through, and also unable to see clearly the faint light flowing inside.

"Pei Qing is a good prime minister. He governs the country well and has a clear view of the general trend of the world."

Feng Jin curled his lips together, revealing a smile of appreciation.

Pei Xiu frowned and said nothing, the queen suddenly praised him, which made Pei Xiu feel uneasy.

"It's a pity that Pei Qing is not content with being a prime minister and wants to be the emperor. And I am not satisfied with being a puppet and want to be a veritable emperor. If I am not me and Pei Qing is not Pei Qing, there will be no stalemate between you and me."

It was only then that Pei Xiu realized that Feng Jin really praised him, but felt that the two had different positions and goals.

Pei Xiu was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "If Your Majesty is willing to let go, I will make Your Majesty carefree."

Feng Jin pursed her lips into a smile, and looked at Pei Xiu quietly, "If Pei Qing is willing to let go, I will let Pei Qing continue to be the prime minister."

"Your Majesty, isn't it good to be an emperor who is content with pleasure and carefree? Why do you have to carry the burden of the world on your shoulders? Your Majesty is a woman, and her shoulders are too weak, so she is only suitable for carrying a small flower hoe." Things like planting flowers and raising grass are not suitable for carrying the great Zhou Dynasty."

"Isn't it good for Pei Qingan to be a prime minister with peace of mind? Why bother to take care of other people's fortunes? If you do well, others won't appreciate it. If you don't do well, everyone in the world will scold you."

Pei Xiu looked at Feng Jin with burning eyes, and after a long time, smiled slightly, "It seems that His Majesty doesn't intend to let go!"

"Between me and Pei Qing, Pei Qing should let go first, right?"

"The future is long, don't worry, you will know when the time comes."

The two looked at each other and smiled, obviously they were both laughing, but there seemed to be sparks crackling in the air of the imperial study.

The small imperial study room cannot hide the turbulent undercurrent between the monarch and his ministers, and the shadow of swords and swords.

Seeing Wuming waiting at the door, Pei Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, "I still have something to tell Your Majesty, why don't I send His Majesty back to the bedroom?"

"it is good."

The two monarchs and ministers walked on the palace road one in front and one behind, with Wuming accompanying them.

"The young prince of the Zhongshan Palace is not sick at all, is he?"

As soon as Pei Xiu opened her mouth, Feng Jin's eyes darkened, "Why did Pei Qing say that?"

"Your Majesty trapped him in the imperial capital because he wanted to take him as a hostage and force the Zhongshan Palace to surrender to His Majesty?"

Pei Xiu hooked her lips, and said with a half-smile, "Your Majesty wants to use this method to force Zhong Mo to stand in line?"

"What if it is? What if it isn't?"

"The humble minister advises His Majesty that His Majesty is likely to lift a rock and shoot himself in the foot."

Feng Jin curled her lips into a smile, "Thank you Pei Qing for reminding me."

Seeing the disapproving expression on Feng Jin's face, Pei Xiu knew that she hadn't listened, "Wei Chen kindly reminded me, but it's a pity that Your Majesty won't listen."

Feng Jin suddenly stopped, and looked at Pei Xiu with a smile on her lips, "Pei Qing doesn't need to worry about me, I know it well, on the contrary, I am worried about Pei Qing, King Qing'an's youngest son, Feng Sheng, is already 11 years old. A man in control."

Pei Xiu's eyes flashed, and he said quietly, "It seems that His Majesty already knows."

"If you don't want me to know, Pei Qing shouldn't be so concerned about that child. I asked a strict teacher to teach me personally, and punished me with a board. My eyes are not blind, I can still see, my heart is not blind, and I can still share clear."

Everything Pei Xiu did to Feng Sheng was to suppress Feng Sheng's aura, pull out his thorns, and make him fear Pei Xiu, and the strict teacher Pei Xiu hired to teach Feng Sheng was just ordinary. Things, the real emperor's power skills are not taught at all, so it can be seen that Pei Xiu wants to use this child as a puppet to continue his path of being the first minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Children, if you are arrogant, you will be obedient if you beat him a few more times. If you are stupid, you can just pick a few more smart and capable subordinates."

The subordinate that Pei Xiu talked about was Feng Cheng's assistant minister in the future, right?

The relationship between the two has long been torn apart, and they no longer hide their words. It's just that many things are on point, and both sides are smart people, so there is no need to talk too much, because it would be boring to talk too much.

Feng Jin smiled, a meaningful smile, and she continued to gracefully walk towards the bedroom.

Pei Xiu also stopped talking and walked beside her quietly.

When approaching the bedroom, Feng Jin looked at the scarlet door of the bedroom in front of her, and said suddenly, "When does Pei Qing want to attack me?"

"Your Majesty is worrying too much, I will not do anything to Your Majesty."

Pei Xiu smiled slightly, and Feng Jin sighed quietly, "In this case, does Pei Qing think I will believe it?"

"I don't want His Majesty to die. After all, I have raised Your Majesty for six years. Although Your Majesty has no affection for me, I still have a little love and reluctance for Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty takes the Zen seat, I will Let Your Majesty be a prince who enjoys all the glory and wealth."

"Zen position?"

Feng Jin laughed lightly, wondering if she thought Pei Xiu's proposal was too ridiculous, her laughter was full of sarcasm, she slowly turned her face and looked straight at Pei Xiu, "The Zen seat is for you Feng Cheng?"

Pei Xiu nodded.

The smile on Feng Jin's lips widened, and there was a cold and sharp light in his eyes, "Why bother? How about I give Pei Qing the seat directly!"

(End of this chapter)