The navy had been staying outside Shien City, Pingyue Road for more than a month. No matter how you look at it for more than a month, the wind and waves were in a place that ordinary people could not see. News came from the sea. Perhaps Qiu Liren also heard that the Daning Navy went south, so the attack and harassment of the sea was almost gone. It seemed that they were not really as arrogant as they showed, especially after their warships were snatched away by Shen Leng.

However, it is not realistic to expect Qiu Liren to be so honest. If they don’t beat him hard, they will definitely not give up on this fat bite.

In the final analysis, this is actually a war between the people of the Central Plains and the people of the Central Plains. The emperor who is Qiukai is a descendant of the people of the Central Plains who fled there during the battle between Ning Chu. He has hatred for Ning people from the root, and this hatred has been transmitted to other people of Qiukai.

The navy has been in Shiencheng for a month and coordinated with local soldiers and military personnel to assist the military and military. According to estimates, the South China Sea will usher in a period of going out to sea for a while. If nothing unexpected happens, I will not miss such an opportunity. In the eyes of Daning coastal fishermen, this is a fishing period, and seeking to establish people is called the hunting period. Ning people's fishing boats are their prey.

Daning, Chang'an City.

It was already a few days before the New Year was about to celebrate, and the decorations in the palace became festive. Even the simple Sithiao, which was as simple as usual, had red palace lanterns hanging in advance. The people liked the lively New Year, and the emperor liked the peace and stability of the country during the New Year.

The old dean curled up next to the stove and was drowsy, while the emperor was still sitting at the desk and frowned.

He turned his head and looked at the old dean, got up and covered the cloak he was wearing on his body. The old dean was startled and pressed back by the emperor.

"The memorial from Han Suzhi."

The emperor took a memorial and handed it to the old dean, and then opened the second one, which was a news box.

"It's really not that simple."

After reading the memorial, the old dean breathed a long sigh: "It seems that it was timely that His Majesty asked Han Huanzhi to go south, otherwise those people might have dared to cause a big mess while the navy is here."

But the emperor smiled: "I'm watching, how can the big mess be so easy to cause trouble?"

This is the emperor's confidence.

The old dean stood up and wanted to put the memorial back. The emperor pointed to the coffee table beside him. He really cared about the old dean. In the middle of winter, the elderly are most lazy and lazy, and they don’t like to move. The emperor spoiled him and did not let him move.

"Han Huanzhi mentioned Chen Leng and said that some important clues were found by Chen Leng."

The emperor said something intentionally or unintentionally.

The old dean curled his lips: "Even people like Han Huanzhi have begun to think about how to flatter His Majesty. I know His Majesty likes this young man, so I deliberately added another one. Anyway, it's not a problem and makes His Majesty happy. This guy..."

The emperor was already a little happy, and the old dean would coax people, so the emperor became even happier.

"However, the cold news box did not mention anything to him, but only said that he was to assist Han Huanzhi. This young man did not know how deep the water in Pingyue Road was, but he keenly realized that the powerful ministers in the original Nanyue might have some intentions and were not involved with some people in the Daning court. The young man always talked so directly that he could not even be more tactful. Look at his pen tip, every word was like a knife."

The old dean sighed: "Your Majesty said he was good, so everything would be fine."

The emperor snorted: "Aren't I the same for my husband?"

The old dean: "Kechen is really good."

Emperor: "Isn't he really good?"

Old Dean: "Your Majesty, look! Your Majesty is protecting his shortcomings to the point."

The emperor thought about it and it seemed that he was really a little bit of a weakness, so he started to laugh again.

The old dean asked: "What is Your Majesty going to move? Han Huanzhi must be sure of it, otherwise he would not have submitted this memorial. I still know him a little. Since he dares to say it, it proves that there is conclusive evidence in his hands. He wants to see His Majesty's attitude..."

"manner?"

The emperor pulled a wooden bench and sat opposite the old yard and reached out to burn the fire: "The regulations of the Tingwei Mansion have not been moved for many years. The rules and regulations set out at the beginning of the establishment of the Tingwei Mansion were already a little hasty. Later, I wanted to move several times, but because of the delay in the matter, I came to my hands with the black cavalry of the Tingwei Mansion from 240 people to 360 people, but it was still not enough. I plan to increase the scale of the black cavalry to a banner."

The old dean's heart was shocked. A while ago, His Majesty mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that he wanted the Tingwei Mansion to inspect the local war soldiers. His Majesty said at that time that he just thought about it and would not start doing it, but the emperor thought about it at random. The scale of the black cavalry had increased to one banner and had more than one thousand people. It was obviously unnecessary to stay in the capital. After all, the black cavalry would still have to be allowed to enter the war soldiers.

The emperor looked at the old dean without waiting for the opposition he expected, so he continued, "It's better to leave the Tingwei Mansion out of the execution part. Yan Jugang has complained to me more than once that he can't control the people of the Tingwei Mansion. Since he doesn't like him, I will take out the Tingwei Mansion alone, so as not to restrain each other and not to delay the matter."

"If you take it out alone, the power of the Tingwei Mansion will become more serious. In addition to cooperating with the Censorate to supervise all officials, you also have to be responsible for a lot of miscellaneous things. Just look for a place near outside the palace. How about Han Huanzhi mentioning the third rank?"

How can the old dean say badly?

The third rank mentioned that he was on par with the generals of the various guards of the Daning roads and the authority to inspect the war soldiers. The emperor was giving Han Huanzhi real power and asked him to watch the war soldiers.

He is at the same level as the Six Ministers of the Ministry of Justice, Yan Jugang, the Minister of Justice, will no longer have to look at Han Huanzhi because he can't see it.

"When will your Majesty pass on the will?"

"It's a festive event before the New Year, which makes Han Huanzhi happy to spend the New Year in a foreign land."

The old dean couldn't persuade him even though he knew that he could not persuade him. His Majesty seemed to be very uneasy about the war soldiers. Otherwise, he would not have done this matter. However, everything has its pros and cons. If the people from the Tingwei Mansion settled in the war soldiers, everyone would tremble in their hearts.

"It's been a few days before the New Year."

"Then tomorrow?"

"Your Majesty has the final say."

"Then tomorrow."

The emperor rubbed his hands: "Han Huanzhiren is in Pingyue Road, so it is not easy to expand the Black Cavalry in Chang'an City. Then give him some power. You can temporarily ask a flag of naval troops to assist in the investigation of the case in Pingyue Road, but you must coordinate with Zhuang Yong."

On the surface, Han Huanzhi went to investigate the navy. He could transfer troops from the navy rather than the You character camp, but was not a wolf ape. His Majesty was too lazy to even cover up. The old dean thought about it carefully and then understood that His Majesty was trying to force some people to exert force. Only when they exert force, Han Huanzhi would be more proactive.

The old dean said just now that Han Huanzhi was waiting for His Majesty to give him an attitude. Now this attitude is very, very obvious, and it is obviously scary.

"After this order is over, Han Huanzhi's head will be even more valuable."

The emperor suddenly laughed, as if he was a little proud.

The old dean also laughed: "The most valuable person on the black market is Han Huanzhi."

Emperor: "Not me?"

The old dean: "Your Majesty even compares this?"

Emperor: "Well... it's really boring. Who dares to price my head? Even if it's a black market, the black market is my black market."

The old dean thought to himself that you are His Majesty, just like you.

"I can't wait now. After Han Huanzhi started to get things done, I want to see those people and see what their expressions were. Why not wait for Han Huanzhi to hear the news that Han Huanzhi had come to visit? I think I can find a good place, but I don't know which restaurant in Chang'an City is good. If you decide, I have to go whatever I say."

The old dean: "Just reimbursement."

Emperor: "I'm so stingy... I'll just pay you a reimbursement."

When the old dean thought of the news that those who had been bitter-faced for many years, what would the bitter-faced face look ugly when they knew that Ping Yuedao and his plan were wasted?

"These lines will eventually come together, it depends on Han Huanzhi's ability. If he could straighten these lines for me, I would be able to prepare for the battle against the black warriors. The navy was only training troops on the southern coastal frontier. I never took the pursuit seriously. If it weren't for the distance that was too far, it would be a bit of a waste of money and money that would be costly, I wouldn't have allowed them to this day."

The emperor said a lot of things and felt better. He thought about whether he should eat something to drink and celebrate. He looked down at his belly, which was slightly raised because he had been at his desk all year round, and wanted to endure it. What was his figure when he was leading the army. He was hard and a young man. Now his fat body is a little soft, as if he had not ridden a horse or used a knife for a while.

"Your Majesty is not going to have a drink?"

"What are you doing when you drink wine in the middle of the night?"

“Helps sleep.”

"I have always slept well, but I don't think I have to resist...I come."

The eunuch She Xinlou, who had just yawned outside the door, hurried in and bent over and asked, "Your Majesty, are you going to have a meal?"

The old dean laughed: "You guy, even if you fall asleep, you can know what Your Majesty wants immediately."

She Xinlou is not young anymore, but she is still skillful in using how to smile shyly in front of big people: "What the old dean said is that the old slave is born to His Majesty's slave, and is born to be a person who does these things..."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor smiled and blocked him: "Besides, it's so stingy. Go and prepare some wine and food. I'll invite the old dean to have a drink. When I get older, I prepare some lighter things for him. I... I'd better eat more meat."

"I'll do it now."

She Xinlou trotted out, and looked at the little steps and became festive.

The old dean's eyes stopped somewhere as She Xinlou went out: "I won't sit there and wait for death."

"there?"

The emperor also looked over there and the direction of the harem.

"Do you know why I let it go over the years and let her do anything wrong?"

"Know."

The old dean felt that a flattery should have made His Majesty comfortable at this time, but the emperor gave him a blank look: "If you say you don't know, I will be interested in whining a few more words."

He stretched out his limbs and wanted to go out for a walk. He opened the door and poured in a cold wind. He gave up. He walked back to the room and was stunned. He grabbed another cloak from the hanger and put it on: "When did I start to fear the cold wind? The weather in northern Xinjiang is much colder than in Chang'an City. The wind is stronger and the snow is heavier, so I still have to adapt more."

So I stepped out.

The old dean was sad and said, "Your Majesty, you have gone out to adapt. Could it be that I can continue to shrink here?"

Just as he was about to move, he heard the emperor's voice sounding outside: "Just shrank, if you suffer from the cold, I have to pay for medical expenses. It's not worth it or not."
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