The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

"Actually, this time is also a good thing for us. It happens that Bei Mo restrains the main force of the imperial court."

"Mr. Tan, isn't he worried about Bei Mo's victory? If so, wouldn't the first thing I do after ascending the throne be like Bei Mo's surrender?" Shang Junyue was displeased.

"Those in Beimo whose eyes are higher than the top can't compare with the Subei Army. Maybe at that time, the victory from the Subei Army will be celebrated with His Highness." Mr. Tan said.

"Mr. Tan seems to know Beimo people very well?" Shang Junlin asked casually.

"After some dealings, Your Highness doesn't have to worry about things over there. It doesn't matter even if you lose the battle. At worst, you just give Subei back to them."

Shang Junyue stopped talking. He didn't see how long the late emperor had been scolded by the people of Dahuan when he gave up Subei. Even if there was such a day, he was determined to never let this accusation fall on himself.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Mr. Tan continued: "Even if you have to give up Subei at that time, this war is not started because of you. At that time, you will be the winner. It is very difficult to change the world's ideas." Is it difficult?"

"What Mr. Tan said is, should we still wait now? I wonder if Mr. Tan can tell us what we are waiting for." King Yue didn't want to be a person who knew nothing.

"Of course we are waiting for someone who can help us win in one fell swoop." There are many, but Mr. Tan refuses to say.

The troops sent by the imperial court did not just surround Hanzhou and do nothing. They had received special instructions before they set off. The enemy may not only be in Hanzhou city, but also pay more attention to other places.

Therefore, in addition to the siege team, the general in charge of the counter-insurgency also assigned some people to look for suspicious people around.

Especially to the west.

Hanzhou is located in an open area, only to the west, backed by rolling mountains. The army that entered Hanzhou before entered through this place.

The mountains are sparsely populated and the easiest place to hide.

The battle with Hanzhou fell into a stalemate. On the other side, after receiving orders from the imperial court, troops stationed in various places surrounded the fiefdom of King Yue, waiting for the arrival of the people sent by the imperial court.

"Which minister is your majesty planning to send to Yuezhou?" In the warm bedroom, Shen Yu took off his thick cloak and handed it to the waiting palace servants.

He and Shang Junlin just came in from the outside. Compared with the cold outside, the temperature inside the hall was too high.

Concerned about the gloomy body, the earth dragon in Yuzhang Palace burns more vigorously than other palaces.

"Xun Chao." Shang Junlin took off his coat, walked to the soft couch and sat down.

Mr. Xun Chao Xun made great contributions to the Subei incident. After returning to the court with Fang Jun, he took over Fang Jun's original position. Shang Junlin trusted him very much, and it was appropriate to send him to this matter.

"Master Xun is careful, and he thinks he can handle Yuezhou's affairs well."

The palace man brought hot tea for the two of them, and Shen Yu picked up a cup. After drinking, his whole body warmed up.

"I originally wanted Fang Jun to go there. In recent years, there have been too many affairs in the court. Before I could speak, the prime minister stopped me first."

Finally, Fang Jun entered the cabinet, and the prime minister didn't want to turn his back on him. He was sent away again. There were so many things to do in the court. If Fang Jun was to deal with Yuezhou's affairs, he would have to deal with all kinds of affairs, big and small. kind of thing.

"The prime minister finally found someone who can take on government affairs together, so don't make things difficult for him, Your Majesty." He chuckled sullenly.

"Both he and Fang Jun recommended Xun Chao, and I have no objection. Although he has made great contributions to Subei, what he did with those people in the middle is an undeniable fact. Some people in the court have been holding on to this point." " Shang Junlin pulled the man's wrist and hugged him into his arms.

"Your Majesty, don't you know what these ministers are thinking? It's nothing more than feeling that Mr. Xun blocked their way. They can find out some mistakes. This time, it's just right to go to Yuezhou to solve the matter there. If it can be solved perfectly , there will no longer be such a person in the court who is holding on to his old affairs."

"I think so too. The Prime Minister and Fang Jun suggested that there should be considerations in this regard."

After receiving the imperial decree, Xun Chao did not stay in the court, and immediately took people to Yuezhou. In addition to Xun Chao, Shang Junlin also sent several officials to accompany him, some from aristocratic families and some from poor families.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but most of these people are officials who came to Subei with Fang Jun.

This trip was not completely safe. Although the King of Yue was not in Yuezhou, he had stayed in the fiefdom for so many years, so it was inevitable that he would leave behind some helpers. One of the purposes of Xun Chao's past was to solve possible hidden dangers.

"Your Majesty, Subei is here to report that the Subei army has won a complete victory, and now Beimo has surrendered!" Eunuch Meng walked in excitedly.

Soon, the court received Bei Mo's letter of surrender.

"That's great, God bless me Dahuan!"

Although I knew that the victory of this battle would be the Subei Army, but it is different from guessing that the victory is actually obtained. Before the dust settles, any accident may happen.

It's different now, the war with Beimo has ended, the result has been decided, and there will be no more accidents.

In the early morning court, the ministers were happy. After learning the news that the king of Yue supported his troops, the courtiers were finally able to let go of their worries for a long time.

If the Subei Army is not tied down by Bei Mo, it will undoubtedly be even more difficult for the King of Yue to succeed.

The next day, the People's Daily reported on the matter.

"I knew that the Subei Army could win, that's great, it should beat the Beimo people to pieces!"

"It is said that this time the Beimo people vowed to give us a blow, but in the end, they were beaten on the ground by the Subei army."

"They have been defeated before, who gave them the confidence now that they can defeat the Subei Army?"

"Will the imperial court demand compensation from the people of Beimo? Back then, Beimo was a lion that took the whole of Subei across. If you want me to say, it should also give us a piece of land as compensation."

"It's not just Subei, half of the national treasury was emptied back then."

"If we take the initiative to ask for compensation, will it be out of style?"

"What kind of demeanor do you need at this time? Of course, the benefits you get are the most important. They asked us for it back then, but I didn't see them say that it was out of demeanor."

"Yes, yes."

North Korea and China are also arguing over this matter.

Bei Mo submitted the letter of surrender, but there was only the letter of surrender, and there was no other indication.

"We can't just let it go," the prime minister stood up, "If he lets it go this time, will Bei Mo feel that it doesn't matter if he loses the war with us, anyway, he doesn't need to pay any price, and he can attack anytime, anywhere in the future Subei?"

"Having said that, I am a big country, so I can't take the initiative to ask for compensation when the price drops."

"What's wrong?" Hubu Shangshu glanced at the speaker, "Do you really think that we have nothing to lose when we win? Would you like me to list them one by one to show you how much we spent in this war?" money?"

After speaking, regardless of the person's reaction, the Minister of the Household Department began to read the bill eloquently.

No matter at what time, the consumption of the war is huge. If it hadn't been for the new model of disaster relief this year, and the treasury hadn't been taken away, the strategy of the Beimo people might have succeeded.

The consumption of a war is no less than that of disaster relief. If the national treasury is exhausted in advance due to all-out disaster relief, this war can drag Dahuan's economy to death.

After Hubu Shangshu finished reading, no one in the court said anything against it.

Fang Jun also stood up: "Even if it is for deterrence, the other party needs to pay compensation. If you really don't pay anything, Bei Mo can attack casually in the future. Only this time makes them feel the pain. Next time, if you want to If we start a war again, we will think about it a few more times.”

"Master Fang is right. Otherwise, wouldn't others treat us as Dahuan for bullying? We can do whatever we want, even if we lose a battle, there is no loss."

The opinions of the DPRK and China suddenly fell towards the need to demand compensation from Beimo.

Shang Junlin sat on the dragon chair and saw that they were almost arguing, so he said: "The Minister of the Household Department will first calculate the loss this time, and then discuss the specific compensation matters with the prime minister and other love affairs."

"The minister leads the decree." The Minister of the Household Department cupped his hands.

Next, the discussion was about meritorious deeds and rewards. Since the battle was won, those who should be promoted and those who should be rewarded should not be less.

Shang Junlin has always been generous to the soldiers, paid well, and rewarded enough. Like this time, a young man who just joined the Subei Army and fought several beautiful victories was directly promoted to an official position as an exception.

The ministers were used to Shang Junlin's generosity in this regard, and no one stood up to make him unhappy at this time.

After going to court, Shang Junlin left several ministers to discuss matters in the imperial study.

"I think the pasture next to Subei is good, what does the prime minister think?"

The prime minister heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning: "I also think it is very good, Dahuan is lacking a grassland like this."

Several other ministers also expressed their views.

Seeing that the ministers understood what he meant, Shang Junlin was satisfied: "You first outline the specific plan for compensation, and then show it to me."

"The minister obeys the order."

Because of Bei Mo's surrender, the imperial court was once again busy. On the way to leave the palace, the prime minister was once again fortunate that Fang Jun was left behind, otherwise all these matters would have to be on him.

When Shang Junlin came out, it was raining lightly outside, and Eunuch Meng hurried over with an umbrella: "Is Your Majesty going directly to Yuzhang Palace?"

"Ah."

The palace man brought a cloak, Shang Junlin put it on and stepped into the rain.

Pensively painting.

With just a few strokes, the figure of the man landed on the paper.

The sky is gray, the land is scorched black, and the flames of war are spreading. Only a man stands with a sword.

The flag fell, the flagpole was broken, and the bright red blood splashed on it, becoming the only color in the picture.

Sullen drew the picture in his mind little by little.

The man in the painting didn't show his face, he was wearing a black armor with a mask made of black iron on his face.

Depressedly lowering his head, he drew patterns on the mask with extremely fine silver.

When Shang Junlin came in, he didn't ask the palace servants to report. Eunuch Meng stood outside the door with his cloak and umbrella in his arms, not following him wisely.

Steady footsteps broke the silence in the house.

Shen Yu finished the last stroke and looked up.

The man in black and imperial uniform walked towards him, and gradually merged with the man in armor in the painting, and the blurred face under the mask instantly became clear.

"What is Ah Yu drawing?" Shang Junlin walked over.

"Draw Your Majesty." Shen Yu put the pen on the pen holder.

Shang Junlin walked over, looked at it for a while, and then turned his eyes to the painting.

"Why did you draw me wearing a mask?"

"Your Majesty, don't you think this is mysterious and beautiful?"

Shang Junlin was thoughtful: "It turns out that Ah Yu likes this one, so I asked someone to make the same one and wear it for you to see."

"Wearing a mask," Shang Junlin walked slowly behind Shen Yu, put it in his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Will Ah Yu be more excited?"

The author has something to say: small role-playing theater:

The man wore a mask that covered the upper half of his face. He had a cold demeanor, and his dark eyes were filled with black ink. When he was deeply in love, he wanted to kiss his lips sadly, but in the end he only fell on the cold mask...