"Say." Zun Motian waved his hand.

"Report from the front. Today, there are several foreign tribes in the western border. They have repeatedly sent out troops to provoke the soldiers of our Great Zhou Kingdom who are guarding the border. Because King Xuan of Zhou has ordered that no border guards should act without authorization, the soldiers are bearing the humiliation."

Zun Motian was very angry when he heard Mr. Gu's tone. He knew in his heart that this old man was probably making a fuss out of a molehill.

I finally found some excuse for Zun Mojun to share my worries.

Lord Gu continued, "Last night, a foreign barbarian sneaked into our army's camp, robbed several days of rations, and even killed a soldier guarding the rations."

Hearing what Lord Gu said, Zun Motian knew that this was a great opportunity for him to take back the military power in his own hands. He jumped up and all the ministers were so frightened that they knelt on the ground together.

"Bold foreign thieves will steal our military supplies and kill our hot-blooded soldiers."

Zun Motian looked at Zun Mojun who was kneeling in the front row and said.

"King Xuan of Zhou, I have said many times that I will leave the military power and command in your hands. Naturally, you will have to handle all the border guards and battles in various places. It is you who will report this matter to Lord Gu this morning.

I have neglected my duties. Our great Zhou Kingdom has great national strength. How can it be humiliated by the little foreign thieves around the border?"

Zun Mojun, who was kneeling on the ground, dug his fists into his hands and took a step forward.

"My brother, someone reported this to me in the early stages of the border harassment. I sent an envoy to explain and find out the cause. I found that the foreign environment on the border was harsh, with snow falling all year round, and the four seasons being unclear. The lives of the foreign people were miserable.

It is said that large numbers of people often starve to death."

Zun Mojun took a step forward, stood in front of Lord Gu, and continued to speak to Zun Motian.

"Because of the difficult conditions, the foreign people who survived were extremely strong."

"After hearing this, my brother felt that such an ethnic group should not be an enemy, but should receive some benefits for the use of our country, the Great Zhou Dynasty."

After hearing this, Zun Motian took a sip of tea, raised his eyebrows, and said provocatively to Lord Zun Mo, "My brother, do you mean to teach me how to manage the border?"

Lord Zunmo quickly knelt down and said, "I don't dare."

"With the great strength of our country, Zhou Dynasty, do we need to accept other foreign races as our own? How can this foreign race be so easy to recover?"

"The alien race came to steal our food and kill my soldiers. As their commander, you are so disrespectful of human life. How can you let me rest assured that you will be the commander?"

Zun Motian stood up and slapped the table, angrily yelling at Zun Mojun.

Lord Zun Mo knew that his imperial brother had always been wary of the military power in his hands, and this was not the first time that he had exaggerated such a trivial matter in front of the civil and military officials, hoping that the civil and military ministers who did not understand would follow suit and reconsider.

He said unhurriedly, "Your Majesty, my brother is brave. The people of foreign nationalities in the territory do not have a specific country to belong to. They may be several tribes or several groups of villages. There are about a hundred households in total, each family

The men of each household have been hunting and farming despite the harsh weather and climate all year round, and their bodies are extremely sensitive. The military rations that the Marquis just mentioned just now, I thought, were the baits that I had prepared in advance."

"Because it's winter in the border area now, and the daylight lasts only two hours a day, a large number of them usually starve to death at this time."

"So my brother allocated a small amount of military rations and placed them in a place where they can approach, and sent a few soldiers with high martial arts skills to garrison. The purpose is to let them catch them when they come to rob them and then let them go.

Zun Motian listened to his explanation and immediately understood that Zun Mojun was trying to win over the hearts of those foreigners.

However, there were many civil servants in the DPRK and they could not understand Zun Mojun's actions. He continued to ask.

"Then why did some people die at the hands of foreigners today?"

"It was my brother's dereliction of duty. It must have been because one of my subordinates was disobedient and got into a fight with a foreigner, and the weather was so cold that he died. I will certainly spend a lot of money to show sympathy to the soldier's family." Lord Zunmo did not give his brother any money.

A chance to relax.

The ministers in the court were talking a lot, and a guest of the emperor's family stood up and spoke.

"I feel that what King Zhou Xuan did in this matter is extremely inappropriate. Our country's military rations are national food collected from the domestic people every year. According to King Zhou Xuan's approach, wouldn't it mean that the citizens of our country are raising food that does not belong to our country?"

the people?”

Another civil servant from Zun Mo Tianmen stood up and said, "I second my opinion, King Xuan of Zhou is the leader of a hundred soldiers. If he wants to recover the foreign people, he should lead an army to attack. Our country has a strong army and will definitely win, instead of just playing tricks here."

These little tricks, not to mention that a soldier has died now, so it is a good time to go on an expedition."

Zun Motian raised the corner of his mouth and said to Zun Mojun, "What do you think?"

"My brother, I think this matter is unacceptable." Lord Zunmo clasped his fists, turned to the ministers who had just stood up to refute him, and said to them.

"The climate in the territory is extremely bad at this time, and it is dark almost all day long. Naturally, foreigners are more suitable and understand the terrain there better than our soldiers. It is the most inappropriate time to go on an expedition at this time."

Zun Motian continued what he said, "Is my brother afraid?"

"I have been leading troops on expeditions for many years, and I have nothing to fear or not fear in my heart."

"Brother, I am considering the overall situation. We can use more clever methods to regain it. Why should we waste our troops to fight a battle that is inevitable?"

After hearing what Mr. Zun Mo said, the ministers behind them all retreated and did not speak any more.

Zun Motian thought for a long time and said to him, "After all, it was your negligence that led to the death of a soldier. From now on, you should not care about border management."

Zun Mojun sneered, looked at Zun Motian with cold eyes, and whispered, "I understand."

He thought for a moment that before going to court, the two of them were still planning in the room how to help his imperial brother create a scene of an encounter with Gu Muzhi. Now that he had put on the yellow robe, he was trying his best to evade himself.

He knew that the war between the two brothers had never ended.

There are still two days until the Mid-Autumn Festival feast, which makes Gu Muqing very busy.

She asked the maids in the room to take out all her clothes and asked them to put them on.

When Zun Mojun, who was exhausted physically and mentally, returned home, he immediately came to Gu Muqing's room. Looking at the scene in front of him, he asked puzzledly, "What are you doing, madam?"

When Gu Muqing saw that Lord Zun Mo was coming, he happily ran to his side and said, "My lord, you are back. I am here picking out clothes."
Chapter completed!