In the palace, Emperor Zhao Gou of Qi, who had been in power for eleven years, bowed his body and paid his respects to the Queen Mother who was sitting on the couch.
"Your Majesty, please give your regards to your grandmother."
There was no sound for a long time. When Zhao Gou could hardly bear the irritability in his heart, a hoarse and harsh voice sounded:
"Get up."
"It's enough that you have this heart. You don't have to run to me every day. You have to worry about national affairs, and your face is tired and thin."
"You little hooves, you don't have any sense at all. You don't know how to move a seat for His Majesty."
Zhao Gou sat down on the seat moved by the palace maid, and his heart was full of annoyance. Without you speaking, any of these palace maids dared to move, old thing.
However, he didn't dare to show any wrong color on his face, and he still said in a pleasant manner:
"Grandma, my grandson is going to court soon. There is something undecided, so I came here to ask grandma for advice."
A smile of joy appeared on the old woman's face, and the feeling of being in control made her whole body feel comfortable.
"You, it has been eleven years since I came to the imperial court. Is there anything that I can't resolve? To say the least, even if I can't resolve it, wouldn't there still be courtiers? Are those old ministers all just sitting there and eating nothing?"
"You, you, are still too soft-hearted. You can't look down on that person. Just dismiss him directly. You are too soft-hearted."
The old woman scolded the emperor, showing a warm scene of motherly kindness and filial piety.
Zhao Gou scolded the old woman bloody in his heart, but his face remained calm and his tone was full of pleading as he said:
"Grandma Rong, this matter is really not something that ministers and grandchildren can decide."
"A few days ago, Zhao Shuo was transferred to the governorship of the Northern Territory to control the land and water armies south of the Tuojiang River and north of Lingnan."
"What, what happened to this boy Zhao Shuo? Emperor, you don't need to tell me, just dismissed him directly. As a domestic slave of our family, if you don't do good things, you have to be punished."
The old woman spoke righteously, as if Zhao Shuo had made a mistake and was not dismissed, but it was Zhao Gou's fault.
Zhao Gou lowered his head and suppressed all the annoyance and helplessness in his heart. Then he raised his head and said:
"Grandma, you are wrong this time. Zhao Shuo did a good job and lived up to the expectations of grandma and grandson. The grandson is talking about Zhao Chang, who succeeded Zhao Shuo and took over the Liangjiang River and the governor of the navy north of Tuojiang River.
Military and political power."
When the old woman heard this, she suddenly understood and said with a smile and curse:
"Zhao Chang, this stinky boy, what mistake did he make? Emperor, I want to say something to you. Although this Zhao Chang is the one in your pocket, if he made a mistake, he should be punished."
Zhao Gou felt that a burst of anger was about to burst out of his throat, and he almost couldn't bear the annoyance in his chest.
"The Han cargo ship went on a rampage in Tuojiang Mansion, killing three of our clan slaves, and clamoring to invite the Han navy to destroy Tuojiang Mansion. Zhao Chang got angry and killed the people."
The old woman's face immediately turned ugly. The atmosphere of motherly kindness and filial piety was gone. The old woman who was harmless to humans and animals was gone. The person sitting on the couch turned into a decisive and majestic queen mother.
"Have you provoked the Han people? This Zhao Chang has a big heart. If you kill the Han people, the Han country will definitely not let it go. The Yingte people will all be beaten up by a dozen. We, Su Ping, will not give him face."
Zhao Gou sat up straight, knowing that the shrewd old woman was back again. Whether Zhao Chang could be saved or not would depend on what happened next.
"Grandma, when my grandson received the news, he was thinking about bastard Zhao Chang. He dared to chop off the heads of Han people. This is bringing disaster to the country."
"But after receiving the letter from the Marquis of Huaiyin, my grandson realized that he had misunderstood Zhao Chang. This time the Han people were really aggressive. In order to protect the Marquis of Huaiyin, Zhao Chang had to order the execution of those Han merchants."
When she heard the name of Marquis Huaiyin, the old woman's expression changed, and her whole person became gentle. Marquis Huaiyin was her natal brother, and he had always been favored by her. She never saw Marquis Huaiyin suffer any injustice.
"If this is the case, then Zhao Chang is also a loyal minister and filial son, but he will eventually have to give an explanation to the Han State for offending the Han State."
Zhao Gou nodded, "Who says otherwise? Even if you, Zhao Chang, have made meritorious deeds, you can't push the country into dire straits. No, as a domestic slave, you must have the consciousness to sacrifice your life for the country. With one life, in exchange for
If Guochao is safe and sound, Guochao will naturally not treat Zhao Chang badly."
The old woman nodded repeatedly, thinking that Zhao Gou was right.
Zhao Gou suddenly changed the topic and said helplessly:
"But my grandson doesn't dare to talk about what happened next. I asked the imperial grandmother to see it in person."
With that said, Zhao Gou handed over a memorial.
The old woman took the memorial and read it doubtfully.
"Click"
The memorial was thrown to the ground by the old woman, her wrinkled face was covered with frost and her voice was shrill.
"Damn you, you dare to care about the pearl of my family, and you don't even know where you come from. If you are a low-income navy soldier, you become a junior captain as big as sesame seeds and mung beans, and you have no power."
"Emperor, go and declare war on Han on my behalf."
"Since the Han Kingdom doesn't respect our Qi Kingdom, we don't have to give them face and declare war. In the past, I thought they were quite loyal and allocated some land to them. I didn't expect that there would be such dishonest people."
"Declaration of war."
Amidst the old woman's scolding, Zhao Gou left the Queen Mother's palace.
As soon as he left the palace, Zhao Gou buried his face in his sleeves and twitched for a while. Then he stood up straight and flicked his robe sleeves:
"Go to court"
After planning for such a long time, he finally achieved his goal, and Zhao Gou's heart was filled with blazing flames.
The plan with Master Su finally came to a successful conclusion. Once it reaches this point, the old woman will no longer be able to control it.
In the Queen Mother's palace.
The old woman asked and said:
"After the emperor left the palace, was he happy and showing off?"
The pretty palace maid was half-kneeling in front of her, her tone respectful:
"Back to the Queen Mother, yes."
The old woman's tone was full of fun:
"When the monkey grows up, it always wants to jump out of Tathagata Buddha's Five Finger Mountain."
"It's a pity that his actions are still too frivolous. They are not the behavior of a king or an emperor. They still need to be beaten."
"Humph, so what if we declare war on Han?"
"At that time, as long as Zhao Chang is killed and the anger of Qi is calmed, the war will naturally end."
"To say the least, if we can't kill Zhao Chang, it would be better if the emperor issued an edict to cede all north of the Tuojiang River to Han to make amends."
The palace maid kneeling on the ground lowered her head and spoke with a sweet voice:
"My ancestors are unrivaled in their wisdom and planning, so of course they can do it. No matter how hard we try in the small country of Han, we can't escape our ancestors' assumptions."
The old woman laughed when she heard this, pointed at the palace maid and cursed:
"Little Hooves knows how to flatter you, and never says a word of truth."
"You are wrong about one thing. The Han State is no longer a small Han State. Since Li Qing Bingzheng and Su Lu Deng came to Prince Anguo, the Han State has become stronger and stronger, and the Tang State is no longer their opponent."
The palace maid stood up, massaged the old woman's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Then they are no match for our ancestors."
The old lady squinted her eyes and seemed to be enjoying the massage from the palace maid.
"This makes sense. We are not afraid of going to war with Han. At worst, we can just cut off some cities."