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Chapter 10 Huff, please come back

The world has not been a complete world for a long time.

When did it start? It probably started more than ten years after the emperor stopped taking care of the government.

Some people find that the court can live a good life without paying any attention to it.

The imperial court also felt that it was good to be self-sufficient when it came to money and power without being bothered by local affairs.

Later, the Ankang Mountain Rebellion disrupted the world, and the imperial court and local state capitals were instantly devastated and scattered.

After seven and eight have been dispersed for a long time, people's hearts will also be dispersed.

"In the past, soldiers and horses belonged to the imperial court, but now in the past few years, we have raised our own soldiers and horses during the war."

Li Minglou looked at the pile of copywriting in front of him, reached out and picked up one and opened it.

"The soldiers and people raised by the place I paid and fought for are naturally my family property."

"How can it be better to be a pastor for the emperor than to be the master of one's own affairs?"

An official frowned and said, "This is not a rule!"

Li Minglou looked at him and smiled: "In the past, there was the rebellion in Ankang Mountain, which was lawless and without a king and master. Now there is me, a woman who has been granted the title of regent and oversees the country. There are no rules for the people in the world."

She spoke frankly about herself, and the officials listened calmly, without pretending to be sad or angry or fearful.

This is a fact, just like the habit of doing things all the time, not to be sad, angry, sorrowful, and sighing, but only to think about how to solve it. This is why they were in Huainan Road, Xuanwu Road, and later in the capital, orderly and chaotic while moving forward.

"Madam," he said, "so we have to establish rules."

Li Minglou looked at these documents again.

"No, no," Jiang Liang said, "These can only establish authority but not rules. Madam cannot act rashly."

Officials looked at Jiang Liang, sometimes authority is the rule, right?

Li Minglou nodded: "You are right, now is not the time, and it is not a rule to just show your authority."

She threw the document in her hand back on the desk.

"It's all right. Let Prime Minister Zhu write a commendation. His Majesty will issue an edict of sympathy, exempting him from taxes for three years, and allowing him to rest and recuperate."

This means that there is no punishment, and these Wei Dao prefectures are left alone, but it is also understandable that Ankangshan and his son have just died, and the young emperor has just returned to the capital. There are still Shi Dynasty proclaiming themselves emperors outside and continuing to cause chaos. There are also remnants of rebels in various places who have not been cleared up, and the world is still in chaos.

, there can be no more chaos inside.

But if we don't do it now, these defenders will become more and more rampant, and we don't know what big trouble they will be in the future...

It was really a dilemma. The two powers were harming each other, whichever was easier. They could only temporarily stabilize the situation and suppress the rebellion first. The officials packed up the documents, followed the orders and retreated.

Jiang Liang stayed where he was and asked, "Is Xiang Nan going to send a special reply?"

Li Minglou didn't bother to pay attention to him and said: "No need."

"He and Qi Shan divided the western part of Zhejiang." Jiang Liang looked at the picture and said, "Xiang Yun occupied Longyou and took advantage of killing Ande Zhong to expand his military strength a lot. Xiang and Qi Shan were on good terms again.

…”

He stretched out his hand and drew a piece of the picture.

"The two families are too powerful to be ignored."

So he still suggested that Madam win over Xiang Nan.

Li Minglou said: "There is no need to win over each other. The Xiang family and Qishan family are so powerful that they cannot cooperate for long."

Xiang Yun is not that kind of person. In his previous life, he could cooperate with them without any precautions and help them become more powerful. In this life, Qi Shan is not one of them.

Jiang Liang just suggested that since Li Minglou did not accept it, he would no longer insist on it. Now that his wife is a marquis, there is no need to write letters and make friends as before... The more powerful the power, the more false the love.

It makes sense.

He bowed and left, then looked up to see Li Minglou picking up a pen and spreading out the letter paper...

He couldn't help but ask: "What does Madam want to write?"

Li Minglou didn't look up: "Write a letter to Governor Wu."

Jiang Liang said, "Nothing has changed, nothing has changed. His wife still wrote to Wu Ya'er personally, even though Wu Ya'er didn't come back to Beijing or send her congratulations..."

In terms of power, apart from Qishan Xiang Yun, Wu Ya'er is the biggest one, and the entire Northland is in his hands.

Well, with him as a backer, he can suppress and intimidate other defenders...

However, if he stood behind the lady, so close, and raised his hand to strike with a knife, it would not kill her, but it would also seriously injure her vitality...

Jiang Liang grabbed the corners of his clothes and left, muttering with his mind wandering.

"We should call Governor Wu back." After coming out, Jiang Liang couldn't help but find Jiang Ming, "It's okay to let Master Yuan lead the troops on behalf of Governor Wu."

Calling Wu Ya'er to the lady's side, Yuan Ji would never leave with peace of mind, and... Jiang Ming sipped his tea: "To be honest, Madam wrote a letter asking the governor to come back, but he didn't come back."

Sure enough, Jiang Liang said solemnly: "Why doesn't he come back?"

"It's because the Shi Dynasty rebels are still alive." Jiang Ming said, smiling at him again, "Besides, where will he sit when he comes back?"

If Li Minglou goes to court, he is eligible to sit down. It is not good for his wife to sit in the court hall and her husband to stand below.

Moreover, the troops and horses in the capital were all under the control of the First Marquis. When Governor Wu entered the capital, the troops and horses were no longer his business. What would he do?

Jiang Liang solemnly said: "Be the husband of the marquis!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the Hou Mansion.

"Such a large palace has not been well taken care of yet. Madam is too busy. The governor is just in time to take care of the house when he comes back. I heard that the old lady has a cough again? He is doing his best to fulfill his filial piety!"

Jiang Ming laughed.

He knew what Jiang Liang meant. Wu Ya'er was powerful and they had to be on guard. It would be safest to call him back to watch. However, Wu Ya'er was powerful and there was nothing they could control.

Didn't the lady try to call Wu Ya'er back? She wrote several letters asking him to come back a few years ago, but he refused!

Wu Yaer is not stupid!

He must know what happened.

Jiang Ming twirled his short beard. He was mentally prepared. The most dangerous moment for the young lady in the future would definitely be because of this Wu Ya'er.

They sat and whispered to each other, and Amao came running from inside: "Master, Madam's letter to the Governor."

Jiang Ming hurriedly stood up and took it, before Amao could say anything: "I will send it over immediately."

Amao nodded with satisfaction and was about to leave. Jiang Ming called him and asked, "Do you only have faith this time?"

In the past, there was still a bunch of useful and useless baggage.

Amao waved his hand and said no, then lowered his voice and said: "Madam seems to be angry with the governor, not happy."

"No way, Madam is angry with those Wei Dao who disrespect His Majesty." Jiang Liang quickly corrected him.

It doesn't matter to them that the madam and the governor are angry, but to outsiders, they have something to think about and write about!

Amao made a face at him and said, "I'm not talking outside," and ran away.

"It's time for this boy to go out and do some work!" Jiang Liang snorted, looking nostalgic, "The ladies in Haitang Palace are still very pleasant."

It's a pity that the emperor is back, his wife can no longer live in the palace, and those lovely, beautiful and gentle maids can no longer be seen.

Besides kumquats, there were only some children around the lady, who were not cute at all.

But even if Madam doesn't live in the palace, she can still use palace maids. Jiang Liang's eyes lit up as he twirled his sparse beard. He went to discuss it with Weiwei. It was just a matter of one sentence, and the Empress Dowager giving palace maids was a good talk between the monarch and his ministers.

Jiang Liang was immersed in thinking about the palace maid, while Jiang Mingze held the letter in his hand and thought, are you really angry? Write a letter to scold Wu Ya'er? Threaten Wu Ya'er? Does it work?

………

………

It was already the first month before the letter was delivered to Wu Ya'er from the capital at full speed.

Wu Yaer and others, who had been sleeping outdoors for a month, brought the captured items into the city, and their New Year celebrations had just begun.

There are no lanterns and fireworks in the festival here, only wine, meat and bonfires.

The wine, meat and bonfires last for three days, ensuring that every soldier on duty can enjoy it.

"Nothing came this time?" Wang Li grabbed the roasted lamb leg and ate it while searching Wu Ya'er's house, "I should send more now."

He searched but found nothing, so he looked at Wu Ya'er.

Wu Ya'er sat in front of the brazier, warming himself while reading the letter, with a strange look on his face.

"What is she writing?" Wang Li came over and sat down and asked, "Did he ask you to come back to Beijing again? Did he threaten you with your aunt?"

That's not the case. Wu Ya'er shook her head. She would not do this. Even if she mentioned that her mother was not feeling well, she would also indicate what symptoms would be cured quickly after taking medicine.

But this time she was really a threat...a threat, right?

"Come back as soon as possible, or you will die."

she wrote in the letter.

Wang Li almost choked on the mutton and jumped up a few times before he recovered: "Of course this is a threat! This woman is going to attack you!"

When he said this, Wu Ya'er laughed again: "She won't do anything to me at this time."

"That's impossible to say." Wang Li put the lamb leg on the grill on the brazier, "Her life is not easy now."

"Everyone knows what she did."

"No one went to the capital to pay homage during the Chinese New Year, and some didn't even get any gifts."

"When she became a marquis, she showed off her power in the capital, and the outside world didn't accept it."

"There was nothing she could do. The rebels could fight, but she could fight against the Weidao Prefecture. In the end, she pretended to be peaceful and allowed the court to issue an edict to waive taxes for three years, and she didn't come to see him."

"It's so pitiful and funny!"

Wang Li slapped his legs and laughed.

Wu Ya'er said: "Why are you laughing? Our faces are not bright either."

Wang Li's laughter stopped abruptly. The woman was the queen, and he was the husband. The wife was laughed at, and the husband had no face.

"It's all her own fault." Wang Li said angrily, "It caused everyone trouble."

Wu Ya'er said: "This matter is nothing. If you don't pay an audience or pay taxes, there will be no loss to the court. On the contrary, it can appease the people of the world. It is a good name and glory."

Wang Lida said: "It's just a matter of honor on the face."

Wu Ya'er glanced at the letter in his hand: "Inside, she is not the one who suffers, it's just that the time has not come yet."

So, is this letter really a threat?

If he doesn't go back, will he die?

However, can we also say that he is dying and will come back soon?

This is concern.

Wu Yaer folded the letter and watched the oil from the lamb leg dripping and sparking.

But, he doesn't want to go back yet.


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