Since Chang'an became the capital of the Tang Dynasty, countless things have happened in the imperial city like stars.

For example, there were at least twenty officials who threatened to kill them.

"They didn't die in the end."

"It's just a lustful appearance, but who wants to be killed headlong?"

"If you hesitate after running a few steps, you will get a bump on your forehead at most."

Menzi was stunned. Although he thought it was unlikely, even if Zhen Siwen hit his head with a bag, the state leader would be fine. He, a little shrimp, would most likely be cannon fodder.

In Northern Xinjiang, the emperor was dissatisfied and the father-in-law was dissatisfied.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction. After all, Northern Xinjiang was a wall of the Tang Dynasty, blocking the fierce Northern Liao cavalry. When it was time to comfort him, it really didn't matter if he had a petty official perform the surgery.

"Just wait."

Menzi turned around to report.

The matter also spread to various yamen and the emperor.

"Your Majesty, a county magistrate from northern Xinjiang has come to ask for the seized grain, saying that he will be killed by a headlong collision!"

After learning about Chu He's death, the emperor felt gloomy for a while and demoted several officials with a background in metaphysics on an excuse.

"What food?"

Han Shitou said: "It is said that Chenzhou bought seven or eight thousand shi of grain from various places last year, so the abbot withdrew the 5,000 shi of grain that should have been given to Chenzhou and said it was transferred to other places."

"Is there a problem with this?" the emperor said coldly.

"The county magistrate said that Bei Liao has been making moves recently, and if it doesn't work, he will go south in large numbers. The purpose of purchasing food is to prepare for the war."

"Let's talk about the big battle!"

The emperor thought of Chu He.

The emperor would not be moved by the death of a slave. He was angry that Ning Yayun dared to refuse his invitation.

"yes."

Han Shitou turned around and went out, his eyes calm.

Let’s talk about the war?

What would the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang think if they knew your attitude?

Foolish king!

Angry!

We were actually angry too!

Yes, although our minds are filled with His Majesty’s great hatred and the great cause of Langjun’s rebellion, we also have the Tang Dynasty in our hearts!

But what's going on in your head?

Old dog!

When he walked out of the pear garden, several servants came to please him.

The chamberlain who was delivering the message was blocked behind.

"You come."

The chamberlain came forward and Han Shitou patted him on the shoulder, "The message was sent in time. I'll go and have a look."

"Yes." The chamberlain was very excited when he was patted on the shoulder by Young Inspector Han from the Quan Qing palace.

Han Shitou smiled, "Your Majesty knows your loyalty. However, there are always some ministers who don't know and always cause trouble for Your Majesty."

The servant thought for a moment and said indignantly: "I know this."

Later, when he left the palace, he met several familiar people.

"Where to go?"

"A county magistrate from northern Xinjiang has come to ask for food. Isn't this causing trouble for His Majesty? Let's go and find out."

"Your Majesty is unhappy?"

"We don't know, but I guess I'm unhappy."

The magistrate of northern Xinjiang came to ask for food, and the emperor was displeased.

Why are you unhappy?

When humans think, gods laugh.

The emperor was dissatisfied with Northern Xinjiang. Even if Northern Xinjiang was short of soldiers and food, it had nothing to do with him.

Many things need to be fermented slowly.

Just like wine, it changes bit by bit, until finally, it quietly turns into fine wine.

The father-in-law also got the news.

It happened that he was about to go out. "Go and have a look."

A group of people came out surrounded by him.

Zhen Siwen is outside.

I heard that a fierce man came from northern Xinjiang and wanted to kill him outside the door. Many officials made excuses to watch the fun.

Zhou Zun, the minister of Zhongshu, was among them.

"Mr. Lang, he said he was the magistrate of Taiping County, Chenzhou. He belongs to my uncle."

Chang Mu shook his head, "Why are you so reckless? Now it's hard to get off the tiger. After he leaves, my uncle will be laughed at."

Zhou Zun said: "What Hu Bu did is unethical, but it is impeccable. As for this person, it seems that he is a little unintelligent. Zitai knows how to use people, but it is still almost meaningless."

Yang Songcheng and others stood at the gate.

"I've met the father-in-law!"

Zhen Siwen shouted loudly and saluted at the same time, "May I ask the emperor, when will the five thousand stones of grain from Chenzhou be shipped north?"

There are many people outside.

Yang Songcheng said calmly: "The Tang Dynasty needs food everywhere. You have enough in Chenzhou, but there are still some shortages elsewhere. Naturally, it should be adjusted. Don't even think about the five thousand dan."

Zhen Siwen's face gradually turned red, "But that is Northern Xinjiang. We are facing the Northern Liao cavalry directly. If we are besieged, we will have to rely on the food to support us... We are willing to die for the Tang Dynasty, but we have no food in our stomachs.

Even the man can’t hold it back!”

"Bold!" shouted the official behind Yang Songcheng.

"The lower officials call Zhen bold!"

Zhen Siwen frowned and asked with a blush, "May I ask where the food went?"

Someone in the crowd said: "I went to Southern Xinjiang!"

There are always people watching the excitement who don't think it's a big deal, but when everyone follows the sound and looks around, that person has already fled.

"Southern Xinjiang is rich in products. In front of Southern Xinjiang is the Southern Zhou Dynasty, which was defeated by the Tang Dynasty. The rebels in Southern Xinjiang have long been lingering..." Zhen Siwen was angry, "Why do you want to withhold food from Chenzhou and give it to Southern Xinjiang? Is it possible?

, is it because Nanjian has the father-in-law’s son-in-law?”

Damn it!

This person is so brave to say that!

Even Zhou Zun said: "This man is really bold!"

Yang Songcheng said calmly: "There are rebels in southern Xinjiang, and the Southern Zhou Dynasty is also preparing to take action. However, in northern Xinjiang, I have not heard of the Northern Liao Dynasty moving south. Which one is less important and which one is more serious, everyone in the world should decide for themselves!"

The attendant behind him whispered: "The villain remembers him."

Then, of course, I will take revenge when I deserve it.

Zhen Siwen shouted: "Northern Xinjiang is the stepmother's, and southern Xinjiang can just sit back and enjoy the benefits without doing anything. The soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang are used to this. But why should we withhold food? Today, I would like to ask,

To give or not to give?"

"What if I don't give it to you?" someone sighed.

Zhou Zun said: "What this man said went too far. I will ask someone to tell him later and go back quickly. In addition, write a letter to Zitai so that he can pay more attention to his future employment."

Chang Mu nodded, "I will arrange it later."

Over there, Yang Songcheng frowned: "Vulgar!"

The entourage beside him shouted: "Avoid it!"

This means not giving.

There was even a small official who said sarcastically: "If you have the ability, just kill one of them and see?"

"Okay!" Zhen Siwen straightened her clothes and glanced at the north.

Our soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang have no hesitation in sacrificing their lives for the country, but the dignitaries in Chang'an regard it as nothing.

This is unfair!

My chest is filled with grief and indignation, no cry, injustice!

Someone has to expose these injustices!

Gentle!

You can do it!
To be continued...