The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhou Jiufeng fell into deep thought: "Has he ever used that thing?"

Meng Longtang: "..."

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Qianqing Palace.

Seeing Zhao Hao approaching, the sadness on Jiang Zheng's face eased a little, and he greeted him personally: "My dear...my dear son-in-law is here!"

Zhao Hao grinned.

Sure enough, even the emperor couldn't be watertight all the time.

Almost exposed his true thoughts.

But Jiang Zheng didn't explain.

He didn't ask either.

To save everyone from embarrassment.

After all, life is a matter of life, eyes wide open before marriage, and eyes closed after marriage.

After approaching, Jiang Zheng found Jiang Zhiyu who was hiding behind Zhao Hao. He couldn't help being a little surprised, and said softly, "Zhiyu, you're here too."

Jiang Zhiyu bit her lip and said in a low voice, "This matter is not only a family matter, but also a state matter. I should come."

Hearing this, Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment.

It is both a family matter and a state matter.

That's a good sentence!

He had checked the study of Zhongcui Palace before, and found that the books related to state affairs were not new, and like other books, there were many annotations on them.

Just look at it with your heart.

But Jiang Zhiyu never talked about these things with him, or maybe the father and daughter talked too little, so they didn't talk about these things.

I thought that Jiang Zhiyu didn't care about these things, but I didn't expect...

OK!

As expected of the sons and daughters of my Jiang family, how could it be possible that they don't pay attention to state affairs at all?

Of course, Jiang Zheng didn't delve into this issue either.

It would be great if Jiang Zhiyu had this kind of heart, and there was no need to participate in the discussion, after all, he had never seen a woman who really had the ability to govern the country.

Even Ning Wanli from Qi State is the same.

No matter how much the Emperor Ren Qi valued her, wouldn't he still be in his hands through war horses and grain merchants?

Even if the main combat faction came to power one day, they would surely take the fruits of victory by themselves.

Girl, just be a mascot.

It would be good to show that the royal family cares about the soldiers and common people. Even the princess who improved the farming system decades ago is just a mascot that Jiang Zheng pushed to the front of the stage.

Otherwise, do you really expect women to rule the country?

It is not easy for Zhiyu to have such a heart.

Jiang Zheng pointed to the chair beside him: "I asked the imperial dining room to prepare some food, you should fill your stomachs first!"

"Ok!"

The whole family was busy all afternoon without eating, so they all sat down and ate.

Jiang Zheng leaned over the desk, propped his head with his hands, and fell asleep, looking extremely tired.

Zhao Hao pursed his lips: "Grandpa, what's wrong with my father?"

Zhao Dingbian sighed and pointed to the densely drawn map on the wall.

What can this girl do?

I'm tired!

These days, he frequently discusses with Jiang Zheng about the upcoming battle, so he naturally knows how tired he is as an old buddy.

Grain, equipment, and other various military supplies, one by one, have to be handled by themselves.

Not only that, but even the planning of the marching route, which should be done cheaply by the general, he has to do everything himself.

This old guy, don't accept the old!

Dissatisfaction is always one of the reasons, and the more important reason is that the pressure from the foreign race is too great this time.

If he is really attacked by a foreign race, for him, all his achievements in this life will be cleared, and he will even be nailed to the pillar of shame, even if the people don't think so.

Zhao Dingbian didn't want to force Zhao Hao at first, but in fact, he beat and scolded him usually, and never forced him.

Therefore, even though he wanted Zhao Hao to write a poem about going out, he didn't take the initiative to mention it to him.

It's just that this time, I really can't beat my old buddy. The emperor really wants to use all means to improve his confidence in this war.

There's no way, let's wrong my grandson to write a poem!

Zhao Hao also sighed. From Kurong Wenxing's perception, although Jiang Zheng is still some distance away from the deadline, he is obviously overdrawn recently, and his energy has been in a state of deficit. If he does this, he will lose his life sooner or later.

But this kind of words cannot be said, it is treasonous to say it.

So the family could only finish their meal quietly.

Zhao Hao walked over with a smile: "Father, what's on your mind? I'm worried about you! Why don't you tell us, maybe I can help you solve it directly!"

Jiang Zheng rolled his eyes at him: "Another one hundred thousand gold for military expenses?"

"Ah this..."

"I want one hundred thousand catties of cold iron to build heavy cavalry, can you get it for me?"

"..."

"I'm short of [-] logisticians, why don't you get some for me?"

"You can't live with a hundred thousand, right?"