The predecessor who was scumbag by me was the emperor

"My lord, the last batch of cotton-padded clothes has finally been produced, but in today's weather, it may take twice as long to transport them to the border. I don't know if the soldiers will wait." Zuo Jiangyi lost weight In the big circle, the women in the other courtyard worked overtime sewing cotton-padded clothes day and night, and he also had to work overtime to buy raw materials, calculate costs, and arrange delivery. He never knew that he could be so capable before, and followed Shen Adults really exercise people.

"The weather is already like this, so there is no need to rush. The soldiers are not short of a day or two. Moreover, the Ministry of War has sent a message that the Marquis of Zhenyuan will send someone to meet them halfway. Just hand over the cotton coats to them."

Shen Jia looked through the ledger, and found that the hundreds of thousands of sets of clothes and shoes used up all the money donated, but it was worth it, as long as the cotton coats could save the soldiers from freezing, no matter how much money was spent, it would be worth it.

Outside Jiading Pass, there is a world of white flowers. In this white area, there are a series of military camps hidden in the white snow. Because the climate is too cold, both sides have to stop the war.

"Fucking bastard! The weather is so bad that they still refuse to retreat. Aren't the Tatars planning to go back for the New Year?"

"In previous years, they seldom dispatched after winter. This year is also strange. They were chased by us all the way to the outside of Jiading Pass, and they still haven't retreated. Do they think they can still win?"

"Maybe it's just that I can't swallow this breath. The leader of the Tatars is the eldest prince. He finally gathered so many soldiers and horses to fight with all his strength. He must have thought that he would be able to take a few cities smoothly, but in the end he couldn't even pass our pass! Hahahaha ..."

In the commander's camp, Zhenyuan Hou was discussing countermeasures with the deputy general. Seeing that the snow was falling more and more, it would be difficult for them to stay in the camp, and the food and grass were about to run out. Covered by the city wall, even if the enemy attacks, they can have an extra barrier.

"What do you mean?"

"Master Hou, the last time military division Hu offered advice, we burned the enemy's food and grass, you said, we are almost out of food, how did they persevere?" a lieutenant asked suspiciously.

Zhenyuan Hou Shizi frowned and said: "The grassland is not rich in food and grass. They still have tens of thousands of war horses, which consume a huge amount of food and grass. We were lucky enough to burn their food and grass at the last stop. It is reasonable for them to retreat, but The opponent has no intention of retreating at all, could it be..."

He and his father looked at each other, and they both yelled at the same time, "No, they must do their best to fight the last battle!"

Several lieutenants also understood that the other party was going to put all their eggs in one basket!

"Are they crazy? The Tatars are crazy. Could it be that Wacha is also crazy? If they don't win this battle, it will be difficult for them to return to the grassland safely. Maybe they will starve to death on the road."

Marquis Zhenyuan snorted coldly, "That was originally a group of werewolves. When were they afraid of running out of food? If there is no food, they will go and grab it. Only in this way can their soldiers exert their strongest combat effectiveness. Once a person is starved and desperate , how can you care about life and death?"

"What should I do?"

"Nothing to do, prepare to fight! Since they want to die, let them be fulfilled!"

The lieutenant general said worriedly: "At present, there are still [-] soldiers who have not put on cotton-padded clothes. Once they go out in such weather, they may not even be able to carry their guns. Should we wait a little longer? Doesn't it mean that the imperial court has already sent the remaining cotton-padded clothes? ?”

Marquis Zhenyuan slapped the table heavily, and angrily said: "What stupid things are you talking about? Didn't you stop fighting when you didn't wear new cotton clothes before? If you don't have new cotton clothes, you can't carry a gun? Who would dare to say that? Tell them, Ben Hou cut off his head! Tell them that if he dies on the battlefield, he will save a new set of clothes for future generations."

The lieutenant quickly apologized, and life was a little better recently. They all forgot that in the most difficult time before, they had to jump into the icy river naked, just to cross the river without a bridge.

"Pass down the order and prepare for battle!"

"The last general takes orders!"

The horns sounded, the drums sounded, and the soldiers who hid in the tents and warmed up the fire immediately rushed out to gather with their equipment. When they learned that the enemy might fight to the death, their hearts were raised, and they faced the strong prairie soldiers and horses. , it is difficult for them not to feel fear.

But everyone knows that this is a war where you die or you die. If you want to survive, you have to show [-]% courage and fight the enemy to the death.

Before the army set off, a group of chariots and horses suddenly came outside the camp, and someone shouted: "The imperial court sent cotton coats..."

For a moment, the original uneasy mood was diluted by joy. As long as they thought that behind them, the court had never forgotten them, the people had always cared about them, and their relatives were still waiting for them to go home. Fear turned into courage, and morale instantly rose.

"Okay, pass on the new clothes, and strive to completely defeat the enemy in this battle, then we can go home and have a good year!"

"Fight! Fight..."

The Empress Dowager's birthday banquet was lively and extravagant. Above the main hall, there were clouds of beauties, delicious food, singing and dancing, and envoys from all over the world were fascinated by it.

The Tatar envoys were even more envious. If their warriors could occupy the towns of Dajin this time, then they could also live such a stable and prosperous life.

The two countries were at war. Before they came, they were worried that the Jin court would kill them to sacrifice the flag. They didn't expect the people of Dajin to be so soft. Not only did they not kill them, but they also treated them with courtesy. This made them feel arrogant. The battle on the front line made the imperial court wary.

Zhao Zhang, who was sitting in the main seat, glanced at these Tatar envoys, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. Not only would he not kill these people, but he would also let them see the prosperity of the country and the strength of the people in Jin Dynasty, and let them know that their country Being with Dajin is just the difference between an egg and a stone.

The Tatar envoy stood up and toasted the emperor, "Your Majesty, although these dancers are beautiful, they are a little less wild. Why don't you appreciate the beauties from the Western Regions? They are the treasures bestowed on us by God. They are full of styles. It's so charming, you're sure to love it."

This is a program arranged by the banquet, Zhao Zhang has no objection, but he is not interested in any beauties from the Western Regions, his beauties are sitting in the hall talking and laughing happily.

Twenty dancers trotted in barefoot, wearing only a layer of gauze on a cold day, showing their arms and navel, and the slit skirts revealed a pair of white and straight thighs every time they took a step. This scene is really attractive to men gaze.

Shen Jia raised her head, glanced at Zhao Zhang, saw that he was looking at her, and suddenly felt a connection, she winked at him, and raised her glass to drink.

Zhao Zhang also poured a glass of wine and drank it, turned his gaze away naturally, whispered something to Du Fucheng, and then spoke to Zhao Ting who was sitting under him.

Du Fucheng went to order the imperial dining room to prepare hangover soup. It is self-evident who the soup is for. It saves manpower, and some people even make a fool of themselves in the palace after being drunk, so hangover soup must be prepared.

Shen Jia is not interested in the graceful dancing postures of dancers from the Western Regions, and is used to seeing all kinds of modern ceiling-level dances. The dances at this time are actually relatively monotonous, but most men are not looking at the dancers, but the dancers.

Women from ethnic minorities in the Western Regions are born with deep facial features and deep eyes, and they are indeed very charming at first glance, but Shen Jia still admires the classical beauties in the Central Plains, who are gentle and dignified, tender as bones.

"Master Shen, what do you think of these dancers?" Feng Qiugui who was sitting beside Shen Jia asked.

The two broke up last time because of the matter of Wenquan Zhuangzi. Later, because of the business and tax reform, Feng Qiugui emerged in the court and received a lot of praise. He also received a lot of gifts in private, and gradually felt that he had paid a Zhuangzi was nothing special. Compared with a bright future, a dead thing was not so distressing, so he gradually became kind to Shen Jia again.

Shen Jia didn't intend to break up with him. Feng Qiugui's character is worrying, but it's easy to understand. Having such a person as a colleague can actually make people feel more relaxed, and this time he took advantage of Feng Qiugui. , and got benefits, so he didn't care about him.

"Very good, Brother Feng likes it?"

"Hey, who doesn't like beauties with long breasts and thighs? Brother, I haven't met a beauty from the Western Regions yet, and I don't know if they are extra hot in bed."

"Don't all the brothels in Chang'an City have beauties from the Western Regions? Why hasn't Brother Feng ever visited them?"

"With my wealth, top-notch beauties are out of reach for me, and those who are too low-priced and I don't like them, so I really haven't got any beauties from the Western Regions. As for the ones in the hall today, any one of them is a hundred times more beautiful than the ones in that building. It is said that this is a beauty carefully recruited by the Tatars and specially dedicated to the emperor."

Shen Jia shook her head and sighed, "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that the emperor won't want it."

"how do you know?"

"Because the emperor has a deep affection for the empress." Shen Jia said firmly.

Everyone in the ruling and opposition parties indeed knew that the empress had a harmonious relationship, and that there was only the empress in the harem, but Feng Qiugui couldn't understand that there was no man who didn't love beauty. He had seen empresses before, and beauty was beautiful, but they were different types of beauties. Three thousand, it is natural to search for all kinds of beauties and put them in front of you. How can anyone push beauties out?

After the dance, the Tatar envoy really proposed to present the beauties to the emperor. The emperor smiled and asked, "Since they were given to me, do I have the right to dispose of them?"

"That's natural. It's their blessing that these beauties are favored by the emperor. If the emperor doesn't like them, he can dispose of them at will."

"Okay." Zhao Zhang pointed to the officials above the hall and said, "Then I will pass it on to my officials. They have worked hard for the Great Jin, and they will be rewarded with a beauty."

"Your Majesty can't do it!" The Tatar envoy turned pale with shock, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, these beauties are all collected by our country at a huge expense. , each of them is qualified to be a queen, and it would be too bad for us to send them away like this."

Zhao Zhang turned the wine glass with his finger, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he said casually: "Tartar is a small country with limited vision. These beauties may be beautiful in your eyes, but they are nothing more than that in my eyes, and I don't like exotic beauties. I only like my queens, rather than leaving them idle in the palace, it is better to give them to those who really cherish them."

The ministers agreed one after another. Many people have long been envious of these beauties. It would be a great blessing if they could get one.

Feng Qiugui was also very excited, grabbed Shen Jia's arm and asked: "Tell me, if I ask for a beauty, will the emperor give it?"

Shen Jia pulled out her hand and said calmly: "It depends on how many people are there. Look at the main hall, there are many ministers who want beauties. I don't know what standard the emperor will use to bestow beauties."

Feng Qiugui glanced at Shen Jia, and suddenly had an idea, leaned over and begged, "Brother Shen, let's discuss something?"

Shen Jia felt a little disgusted by the smell of alcohol on his body, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Based on your relationship with the emperor, if you ask for a beauty, the emperor will definitely give it to you. Why don't you open the mouth for me, and how about giving this beauty to my brother?"

Shen Jia looked at him in surprise, she didn't expect him to say such shameless words, did she really think that the relationship between them was as close as brothers?

Shen Jia shook her head, "No, all civil and military officials in the court know that I have a deep relationship with my wife, so I will not do such a thing."

"I'm begging you for my brother. If you want to help in the future, just ask, or how about I give you another house?"

Shen Jia asked in shock: "Are you willing to exchange a house for a beauty?" Why does this spending money look like a big corrupt official?It seems that Ling Jingyun should be reminded to check Feng Qiugui's background carefully.

"This...well, beauties are rare, so what is a house? But it would be even better if you could allow me to pay on credit. I would rather use the house as a golden house to hide my beauty." Feng Qiugui seemed to be able to see himself and the beauty. It's time to spend time together, and let out a greasy laugh.

If it was possible to change a house, Shen Jia was still willing to say so.But he knew that it was impossible for Zhao Zhang to give him some bullshit beauty.

He sighed, shook his head and said, "You think too highly of me, even if I ask, the emperor may not reward me."

Feng Qiugui clearly didn't believe it, thinking that Shen Jia was just trying to evade, so he took off the jade pendant on his body and handed it to him: "This is a deposit, as long as my brother opens a golden mouth, the house will be yours, whether the emperor agrees or not, I will not regret it for my brother!"

"Really?"

"nature."

"How embarrassing it is, if the emperor doesn't agree, I feel guilty for holding this house, but if I don't take it, I can't give up my face." Shen Jia said with a embarrassed face.

Feng Qiugui was overwhelmed with alcohol, the more he looked at the beauty, the more hesitant he was, wishing he could hug her home tonight, his mind became hot, and he patted his chest and promised: "A man who says something is hard to follow, if I give it to you, I will give it to you! You can write down your words immediately." Feng Qiugui asked a young eunuch for a pen and paper, and wrote a letter of commitment to Shen Jia.

Shen Jia accepted the papers, just when Zhao Zhang asked, "Which Aiqing wants to embrace a beautiful woman?"

Many people were the first to open their mouths because of their bad looks, and they seemed to be in a hurry, so when Shen Jia stood up and said loudly: "Your Majesty, can you reward this humble minister with a beauty?", everyone was shocked by this. The young Tobe doctor was stunned.

What about the love between husband and wife?It turns out Master Shen is actually a womanizer, I really can't see it!

Zhao Zhang's face froze, and he stared at him fiercely. His expression was obviously unhappy. The officials suppressed their desires and lowered their heads, thinking whether the emperor's move was intended to investigate them?Maybe giving beauty is just talking.

It's a good thing they didn't rush to ask for someone.

But not everyone has this scruple. King Heyang stood up drunk and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I also want a beauty, and I feel that this beauty is not for everyone. For those who are at the bottom, the lowly officials are fine, how can they be rewarded by the emperor?"

Zhao Zhang actually nodded in agreement: "The king of Heyang is right. If that's the case, then reward the first-rank ministers in the court. They have worked hard and made great contributions to the Jin Dynasty. They deserve a beauty. " Zhao Zhang gave this group of young beauties to a group of white-bearded old men with a single sentence, and the Tatar envoys were so angry that their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

Shen Jia sat down in frustration, and said apologetically to Feng Qiugui: "Brother Feng, I'm sorry, it seems that I can't help you this time."