Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 482

Pei Xiu looked up at Feng Jin, and said in a heavy tone, "Since the death of King Zhongshan, the rest of the princes have been like frightened birds, fearing that one day they will end up like King Zhongshan. I am worried that their thoughts will be captured by King Jiangdong." Catch them, persuade them to rebel together, so that..."

Pei Xiu paused, with a solemn expression, "Da Zhou is in danger!"

Feng Jin sneered, "I don't do anything wrong in my life, and I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. If they don't have ghosts in their hearts, why are they worried that they will end up like King Zhongshan?"

Pei Xiu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "They are all princes, and they were all princes back then. Who dares to say that Xiao has never thought about that position? As long as you don't take action and just think about it, it doesn't matter."

The room was silent, and the atmosphere became a little dignified. Pei Xiu's words were bold, and the other six people did not dare to answer.

For the emperor, since ancient times, all dynasties have been lying on their side couch, how can they be coveted by others, let alone put it into action, even if they think about it.

But as long as it is a prince, as long as it is a royal family, it is inevitable to think about that position. It's just that some people are shallow and can't hide their thoughts. They are noticed by others, and some hide them.

Feng Jin was silent for a long time, and then said quietly, "Yeah, as long as there is no actual action, what's the point if you just think about it? The dragon chair is too noble, and there are countless people who want it. Is it possible that I will kill them all?" No way? Can you kill me? Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry, I'm not such a narrow-minded person."

Feng Jin's last sentence was very meaningful.

Pei Xiu felt a little relieved, and said, "The most urgent thing is not to let the king of Jiangdong pull the vacillating princes over. It is already very troublesome for him to rebel alone, and the three kings must not rebel together."

The first emperor had four younger brothers, King Zhongshan, King Jiangdong, King Xicheng and King Qing'an. King Zhongshan is dead, and now there are three remaining, namely the Three Kings.

Feng Jin took a deep look at Pei Xiu, "I will leave this matter to Pei Qing. If I do it well, I will reward you a lot."

Pei Xiu's eyes lit up, and he quickly knelt down to thank him.

"no."

Feng Jin said indifferently, looking at the other six people, "Now the King of Jiangdong has rebelled, before waiting for the specific military report to be sent to the imperial capital, you six first-rank ministers should be ready to fight."

Lord Qi took a step forward, and said in a deep voice, "It's the beginning of spring now, and last year's autumn grain harvest was mediocre. Many places in the north suffered from wars, and the harvest was very bad, even less than [-]% of previous years. , last year's harvest was only [-]% of previous years, and the war with the Xiongnu consumed a lot of food, and the vitality of the Great Zhou Dynasty was severely injured and has not yet recovered, so..."

"So, can't you get the food?"

Lord Qi lowered his head, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Several large granaries are basically empty."

Feng Jin's face sank, Lord Qi's head lowered lower and lower, and finally almost fell into his chest.

Mr. He, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, saw that Mr. Qi made a start, and he also summoned up his courage to say, "Last year's war with the Huns consumed a lot of military uniforms, luggage and weapons, and the Ministry of War has not much luggage left."

Feng Jin's face was very gloomy. A big battle was imminent. A household department and a labor department told her that there was no food and no weapons?How can we fight this battle?Let the soldiers be hungry, bare-handed, and the king of Jiangdong fed and drunk, and the elite soldiers with sharp weapons will fight?
Feng Jin snorted coldly, Lord Qi and Lord He's legs softened, and they had already knelt down, not daring to show their breath, and the rest of them also knelt down in unison.

The queen has not been in court for many days, and she takes care of His Royal Highness all day long. She is no different from ordinary girls in the backyard. I thought her character had become softer and less sharp, but who knew that her aura was still so compelling. The sharp eyes swept over, making people unable to lift their heads.

Wuming gently held Feng Jin's hand to calm her emotions. He looked around at the people who were kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, and asked in a deep voice, "Qi Aiqing, He Aiqing, you guys have to deal with Gu, 10 How much army food can be provided for people to eat? How much can we provide for 10 people wearing military uniforms, luggage, and weapons?"

Lord Qi and Lord He looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, Lord Qi spoke first, "For the military rations for 10 people, the Ministry of Households can provide at most one and a half months' worth of food. It will take a month for all the soldiers to gather. , only half a month left to fight..."

Wuming was silent, "Two months! No matter what you think, whether you buy it, borrow it, steal it, or rob it, I want you to prepare two months' worth of food and grass!"

Lord Qi raised his head and looked at Wuming in surprise, "Emperor, even if you have two months of food and grass, how can you fight with only one month left? Jiangdong's eleven states are blessed with unique resources, and the Jiangdong king has elite soldiers and strong horses."

"You don't have to worry about it, I just ask you, can you raise food and grass for two months? If you can't raise it, you, the Minister of the Ministry of Households, can find someone who can do it!"

Wuming said coldly, cold sweat broke out on Master Qi's forehead, he pondered for a moment, and replied, "The old minister will do his best..."

Wuming's cold eyes fell on him, Master Qi shuddered, and immediately changed his words, "The old minister can definitely do it!"

Nameless stared at Master Qi for a moment, and when Master Qi could hardly bear it, he looked away lightly and looked at Master He, "Collect all the weapons in the Ministry of Industry! The old ones in the warehouse, the damaged ones, Take them all out, repair the broken ones, re-polish the old rusty ones, and use all the weapons that can be used! Give as much as you have!"

Mr. He gave a jolt, and quickly replied, "My minister obeys the order."

Wuming looked at Li Yi again, "Immediately start preparing to gather the troops and set off for Jiangdong. First transfer the military guards closest to Jiangdong and the soldiers in the military defense area to block the footsteps of the Jiangdong King's army. Don't fight them head-on. , just dragging their pace."

Li Yi took the order loudly.

Seeing Wuming giving orders one after another, Feng Jin vaguely guessed something, just about to speak, but felt that Wuming's hand holding her hand suddenly tightened, Feng Jin frowned, and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"My dear friends, this battle must be won, and Gu also believes that he will definitely win. I have confidence in all my dear ministers, and I have confidence in the soldiers of the Great Zhou!"

Everyone knelt on the ground, echoing Wuming's words in unison.

"That being the case, dear friends, go back and prepare."

"Yes, Wei Chen retire."

Everyone bent down and retreated in a line. When everyone left, Feng Jin shook off Wuming's hand vigorously, staring at Wuming with sharp and cold eyes.

Wuming took a deep look at the Chief Manager Xiao De who was waiting at the side, Xiao De immediately retreated, and closed the door, guarding the door, not even letting a fly in.

"Ajin, I..."

Wuming wanted to explain, but was blocked by Feng Jin's sharp eyes. Wuming pursed his lips and fell into silence.

Looking at that familiar handsome face, Feng Jin's heart was as cold as ice. She wanted to question him a lot, but when the words came to her lips, no one could utter them, and she didn't want to say a word.

She looked at him, the light in her eyes went out little by little, and finally took the opportunity to darken, there was no light at all, Wuming panicked, wanted to hold her hand, and explain carefully, but Feng Jin took a few steps back, his face was cold The expression on her face indicated that she didn't want to hear a word.

"Ajin, listen to me..."

"You don't have to say it anymore, since you have made a decision, you just go ahead and do it."

These words, which were obviously supportive of understanding, heard Wuming's ears, but made his face change drastically. He wanted to hug her into his arms, but Feng Jin sternly shouted, "Don't touch me!" causing Wuming's hand to stop in mid-air.

The distance between the two was only three or four steps, but it was like a natural chasm that could not be crossed.

The distance between the two has never been so far.

Feng Jin looked at Wuming, her tone was cold and indifferent, "Anyway, I don't know what is on your mind, what secrets you have, and you won't tell me. You won't ask me what you want to do, just yourself I have made a decision, and I can't stop it even if I want to. In this case, you just go ahead and do it, I won't stop you again, and I won't ask any more questions, I will do whatever you like. "

"Ajin—"

Nameless wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start.

Ah Jin had already seen his plan. She wanted to stop him at the time, but he pinched her wrist hard to stop her. She didn't refute him to stop him in front of Pei Xiuqiheng and the others, because she thought he cared about him. , leaving him the face of the emperor.

He knows, he knows.

Feng Jin just glanced at him, the taste in that glance was unspeakably bitter, his heart was so bitter that it was soaked in Coptis chinensis juice, just one glance, Feng Jin looked away, turned and walked out.

"Ajin, Ajin!"

Wuming called her name loudly, Feng Jin's footsteps only paused for a while, and then continued to walk outside. After that, Wuming called her again, and her footsteps never stopped.

Wuming was very flustered. For a moment, he felt that he was going to lose her. He didn't care if he would completely anger Feng Jin, so he quickly chased after her, and when Feng Jin was about to open the door, he hugged her tightly from behind. Stay with Feng Jin.

"Let go!"

Feng Jin's voice was very cold, Wuming had never heard her speak to him in such a cold voice, it was so cold that his heart seemed to be frozen.

Nameless hugged her even tighter, without saying a word.

"I told you to let go! Didn't you hear?"

"Ajin, I..."

As soon as Wuming opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Feng Jin's movements. She actually used all his strength to break his fingers, but Wuming refused to let go. Naturally, Feng Jin's strength was not comparable to Wuming's, so he couldn't break his fingers.

In desperation, Feng Jin lowered his head and bit his hand.

The expected pain did not come, Wuming looked down, only to find that what Feng Jin bit was not his hand, but his own hand, Wuming was stunned, subconsciously let go, and went to check the teeth marks on her hand, " Jin, how are you doing?"

Feng Jin pushed him away, looked at Wuming with red eyes, turned and left without saying a word.

Wuming watched Feng Jin leave the door of the imperial study room. She didn't react until she walked into the yard and was about to walk out of the courtyard door. She chased after her like a gust of wind, and hugged her tightly from behind, "A Jin, listen! I said, I'm not..."

Feng Jin struggled hard. Wuming already had the seventh level of spiritual power, and it was still the purest spiritual energy. If Wuming didn't let go, she wouldn't be able to break free at all. She knew this, so she just bit herself, because she knew very well that biting Even if the nameless hand bites off his hand, he will not let go, but if he bites himself, even if it only hurts a little bit, he will let go in pain.

She knew that he loved her to the bottom of his heart, and it was because of this that she felt so uncomfortable in her heart.

"Ajin, Ajin, don't be like this..."

No matter what Wuming said, Feng Jin remained silent and kept struggling.

Seeing her struggling with flushed cheeks, sweat on her forehead, and bulging veins on her forehead due to exertion, Wuming was so distressed that she didn't know what to do, but if she asked him to let go, he would never let go.

He was afraid that if he let go, he would never find his Ajin again.

"Ajin, Ajin, don't do this, I feel uncomfortable, like being cut by a knife..."

Wuming could only coax her non-stop, trying to calm down Feng Jin's emotions, Feng Jin finally stopped struggling, she stood quietly, with her back leaning against Wuming's chest.

Nameless leaned over cautiously, her broad chest was tentatively pressed against her back, seeing that she was not struggling or dodging, Wuming let go of his tense heart a little bit, and wrapped his strong arms around Feng. Jin's slender waist.

"Ajin, can you listen to my explanation? This is also a choice, if there is another way, I will never—"

The nameless voice stopped abruptly, because he felt big hot tears dripping on the back of his hand.

Ah Jin was crying.

Wuming's body was stiff, and in the next instant, he turned Feng Jin over abruptly, held her face in his arms and kissed her frantically.

Salty and hot tears flowed into his mouth, the taste was so bitter that his heart wrinkled.

"Ajin, Ajin, don't cry, please don't cry..."

Feng Jin didn't say a word, she shed tears quietly, she didn't struggle, she just shed tears silently, without a sound at all, such silent tears broke Wuming's heart even more like it was about to burst.

"Ajin, I'm not going, don't cry, I'm not going anywhere, please don't cry..."

Wuming kept kissing the tears on her face, and said incoherently, he thought that as long as he compromised, Ah Jin's tears would stop.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jin's tears flowed even more violently.

"Ajin, Ajin..."

Wuming's heart was about to break, he didn't know how to comfort her, he didn't know what to do, her tears were obviously so hot, but every drop was like a sharp and cold knife, piercing into his heart fiercely, making him He was almost suffocating in pain.

Wuming had no choice but to keep kissing away the tears on her face, and hugged her even tighter, so tight that she almost embedded her in his own flesh and blood.

Just when Wuming was at a loss, Feng Jin suddenly stretched out her hand, hugged his strong waist tightly, buried her face in his chest, and cried loudly, crying so heartbreakingly.

Xiao De quietly retreated with all the palace people, leaving the whole courtyard to the couple.

"why?"

With a crying voice, Feng Jin was hoarse and dry, Wuming's eyes were red, and he hugged her tightly, "There's no reason, I won't go, I'll let others go, I won't go."

Feng Jin didn't speak anymore, she cried in his arms for a while, then gradually stopped crying, her tears also stopped, but she didn't get out of his arms for a long time, nor did she raise her head.

I don't know how long it took before Feng Jin slowly raised her face. There was not a single trace of tears on that face. If it wasn't for the red eyes and red nose, it would have been impossible to tell that she had cried so sadly and desperately.

"Go ahead."

As soon as Feng Jin opened his mouth, Wuming was stunned. He stared at her blankly, "A Jin, you..."

"You go, I know you have to go, and I know you have to, I know both, I'm just sad."

Feng Jin's voice was still hoarse, and Wuming was stunned for a moment, before hugging her again, "Don't be sad, I won't go, let General Liu and Li Yi go, plus Qi Che, there won't be any problems."

"Go ahead."

Feng Jin looked at him with firm eyes, "You are a god-like existence in the army. With you, the morale of the soldiers will be high and never low. With you, the battle is half won. What's more... ..."

Feng Jin paused for a moment, and his eyes became gloomy, "What's more, Qi Che might have had an accident."

"Ajin—"

Wuming was speechless, Feng Jin pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, showing a slight smile, "I just asked why, not why you didn't discuss with me first, and made your own decision, but why did God do this? Torture us? How long have we only met again, and we have to separate again, sometimes I really wonder if we shouldn’t be together, if we are together, are we offending the rules of heaven, offending God’s will, and God punishes us like this!”

"Ajin, don't think too much about it. We are destined to be together. We are destined to be together. You have to believe in me, and you have to believe that our fate is so deep that even the cycle of life and death cannot separate us."

He hugged her tightly and kissed the hair on the top of her head lightly.

Feng Jin snuggled into his arms as docile as a cat, and after a moment of silence, said quietly, "I was just now very angry besides being sad."

"I know."

Wuming's angular chin rubbed against the top of her head, "I know that I can't hide all my plans from you, and I know that you are angry because I made my own decisions."

"In addition to asserting yourself, there is also your secret."

Wuming fell silent, Feng Jin sighed faintly, "Forget it, if you don't say it, then don't say it, I won't ask."

"Ajin, it's safer if you don't know."

Hesitating again and again, Wuming can only say such words, and he can't say more obvious words, Ah Jin will guess.

A light flashed in Feng Jin's eyes, she leaned into his arms, and said softly, "I see."

The separation is imminent, so what is that little secret?She believed that Wuming would not harm him.

There is not much time together, she doesn't need to waste time on suspicion, she should cherish the remaining time.

When Wuming came back, it would be another two months.

"Wuming, can you really defeat King Jiangdong within a month?"

Wuming was silent for a moment before opening his mouth, "If it can't be done, it must be done! Two months' worth of food and grass is already Qi Heng's limit. No matter how much it is, he won't be able to get it out even if you kill him. What's more, even if you can raise more Grain, I don't want to waste any more time."

Bai Chong didn't show up recently, and the woman who had an appointment with him that day also missed the appointment. I don't know what happened in the Canghai Continent, which delayed Bai Zhong's footsteps.

However, Bai Zhong is like a knife hanging over his and A Jin's heads, and he must return to A Jin as soon as possible.

Feng Jin also guessed what he was thinking, and said softly, "Wu Ming, you don't have to worry about me, if Bai Chong really wants to arrest me, even if you are by my side, you won't be able to stop him, but you will be on your own. Furthermore, if Bai Chong wanted to arrest me, he would have already arrested him, I don't think he came after me."

Wuming's heart moved, Ah Jin knew Bai Zhong better than herself, she had always had a keen sense, if Bai Zhong didn't come for Ah Jin, then he came for herself, Bai Ye's words didn't lie to him, it is very likely that Bai Zhong just wanted to get rid of him My mortal enemy, but I don't know what happened, I only sent the killer once, and never sent anyone again.

In other words, if he left Ah Jin and led his troops to fight against King Jiangdong, he would protect Ah Jin instead.

Seeing Wuming's silence, Feng Jin tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Wuming, don't worry about fighting, the emperor has me, and I'm in the rear. As for Bai Chong, even if he comes, I can protect myself. You don't have to fight outside." worry about me."

Wuming lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "It's still early, don't rush me away."

It's rare for Wuming to make a joke, but Feng Jin couldn't laugh, because his heart was heavy.

She comforted him, not wanting him to worry, and wanting him to have nothing to worry about outside. In turn, he also comforted her, wanting to make her happy and relaxed.

The military report ahead was passed to the imperial capital early in the morning. When the postman's fast horse rushed into the gate of the imperial capital, there were already soldiers waiting to take him into the palace.

When the ragged postman with bloodshot eyes was brought in front of Feng Jin and Wuming, he passed out as soon as he submitted the military report. After examination by Imperial Physician Zhang, he told Feng Jin that the postman rushed to the imperial capital without sleep and was too tired. Faint, just sleep well.

The stability of a country does not depend on the high strength of a certain general, but on thousands of soldiers guarding the border, on thousands of patrols, on the governance of officials, and on the people performing their duties.

And the victory of a war does not depend on any one person, but on the charge of every soldier, everyone, including postmen, scouts, military doctors, officials in the rear, and even the common people.

The military newspaper is very clear that the two military defense posts closest to Jiangdong were attacked by King Jiangdong, and the entire army was wiped out. Qi Che was also captured by King Jiangdong. His life and death are unknown. King Jiangdong led the army all the way forward. The momentum is like a broken bamboo.

When Lord Qi heard the news, he didn't say a word, thanked him and then withdrew, but Feng Jin felt that his back was bent a lot, and his feet staggered a lot. For an old man over [-] years old, such a blow to him For him, it was undoubtedly huge, but he neither begged Feng Jin to send someone to rescue Qi Che, nor cried out for Qi Che's credit. He just left the palace silently and worked diligently to prepare food and grass.

It was only when he returned to his household that two lines of muddy tears fell down.

On the day he got the military report, Wuming decided to leave the imperial capital early the next morning. He and Li Yi split into two groups. Li Yi went to gather troops from all over the place, and he went to the front battlefield to investigate first.

When Feng Jin learned of Wuming's decision, she didn't say anything, but when Wuming came back at night, she silently pushed Wuming down on the dragon couch...

(End of this chapter)