"Prime minister, where are you going in such a hurry?" Outside the imperial study, the old prince stopped the prime minister with a smile on his face.
"It's the prince of the county. I have something important to report to the king. Are you just coming out of the imperial study?"
The old Sheriff nodded, then his eyes turned, he touched his beard and said, "if it wasn't for an urgent event, the prime minister would play it again tomorrow morning. The king can't be free at this time."
"It's really urgent. I don't know what the king is doing?"
The strange look on the old sheriff's face flashed, and he answered ambiguously: "it's not a bad thing after all."
The prime minister hesitated a little, or let someone in to report. He murmured in his heart: the old county king usually takes the king's favor, but he doesn't have such a good face. What's the matter today?
But when he went in, he saw what the king of the Southern Jin was doing.
"Qu Aiqing, what makes you enter the palace in such a hurry?"
The prime minister's eyelids jumped, he knelt down and bowed his head and said, "back to the king, the corruption case decided the day before yesterday has produced new evidence. This matter is very implicated, and I dare not make decisions without authorization."
The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty sat upright from the Dragon chair. His clothes were not neat, his face was flushed and his eyes were bright. He seemed to be ten years younger.
"Oh? Is it true that a corruption case has to involve all the officials of the imperial court? "
Hearing his dissatisfaction and anger, the prime minister lowered his head and said, "it's not true. It's just that I just got the news. The number of casualties reported by the local sheriff is wrong in the snow disaster in Huai'an area. The dead are not only hundreds, but thousands!"
"Bang Dang!" The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty smashed a censer and glared at him strangely? Is that true? "
The prime minister took out a memorial from his arms and handed it to him, "the evidence is here. Please have a look at it."
The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty read all the facts written by the people in Huai'an area. There were many witnesses, but some people obstructed him before and could not reach the heaven.
The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty gnawed his teeth and fell the memorial. "It seems that I am still too kind. It's not enough to kill these borers. I ordered that the officials and family members involved should be arrested and brought to justice together, implicating ten ethnic groups!"
The prime minister was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth pursed. He didn't dare to say anything against him. He bowed his head and said, "No
"Who exposed it? A hundred taels of gold and ten pieces of silk and satin will be rewarded. "
"It was a magistrate of Huai'an who escaped the surveillance of the sheriff and fled all the way to Yecheng and handed the evidence to his subordinates overnight."
After hearing this, the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty was silent for a moment, and then nodded to indicate that he knew.
The prime minister saw that the red tide had receded from his face, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. He swallowed the words he wanted to ask and took the initiative to leave.
When he got out of the palace, he finished the business first, and then asked people to invite Prince Zhao to come, saying that there was something important to discuss with him.
"Wait, your highness, be careful not to be seen." To be the Prime Minister of a country and to be in charge of government affairs, the prime minister is certainly not stupid, and he has a very accurate prediction of the holy will.
Today, he always feels a little strange, and he can't tell the reason, that is, he must be aiming at Prince Zhao.
Prince Zhao arrived in the evening, and entered the prime minister's house from the side door regardless of etiquette.
The prime minister quickly confessed, "wronged your highness."
Prince Zhao sat on the throne, took the hat on his head, and let him go directly to the central government, "no problem. My father is afraid that the prince has too much contact with his ministers. It's always right to be careful."
"Yes." The prime minister said what he found today. He looked worried, "the minister is also the dragon body of the king. The words of the county Lord are inexplicable, which makes people doubt."
Prince Zhao lowers his head and knocks on the table top. His fingers slide on the table subconsciously, "you mean When he first entered, his father was very excited and his face was red. But after half a quarter of an hour, he returned to normal, and even his face became more and more ugly? "
"Yes, I thought it was the king who was angry when he heard such bad news, but I didn't see the appearance of the king's anger, which is different from today's
Prince Zhao glanced at him, "in this case, I will send someone to investigate this matter. It is always right to start from the old princess."
When the prime minister saw that he believed his words, he was relieved. To be honest, once the emperor was a courtier, although his royal highness was excellent, he would undoubtedly become a Ming Lord in the future, but he would certainly promote the officials he trusted again, and he would not necessarily reuse him again.
When people come to this stage, it is false to say that they don't care about power, and the prime minister also partly thinks about himself.
Not to mention what he thought in the end, Prince Zhao went back to the prince's house and saw Tang yuezheng waiting for him to eat. Moreover, there were only two large plates and a big bowl on the table, which were covered with bowls. I didn't know what they were.
"Why not eat first? You said you don't have to wait Prince Zhao leaned to his face and gave him a kiss. Since the two had skin ties, these ordinary physical contacts have gradually increased.
Tang Yue pushed his face away. "Before the caravan sent the flour, I made some food and just finished it."On that day, he made 200 dumplings, and all the time for a meal was robbed. Prince Zhao was still in the middle of his stomach.
"Dumplings?" Prince Zhao still remembered the taste. The meat was delicious, and the mushroom and bamboo shoots were not greasy. The skin was thin and chewy. It was really fresh in my memory.
"Of course not. It's only a few days later. Of course, we have to do something new."
"What was it made to eat?" I can't wait for Tang Zhaozi to lift the lid.
Tang Yue is not in a hurry, urging him to change clothes, and wait for him to change his clothes, wash his face and wash his hands before unveiling the mystery.
One of the large plates was stacked with a tower of pancakes, and the other plate was filled with two rice balls, but the middle was cut and seemed to contain meat. The last big bowl contained delicious soup.
Tang Yue today made egg pancakes, rougamo, and milk white crucian carp soup.
In fact, this kind of food is rough. It can be seen everywhere in modern times. It is difficult to serve it on the noble table. Fortunately, Prince Zhao has not eaten pasta very much. He is still in the fresh stage of this kind of food. He doesn't mind looking at the coarse food in appearance.
Moreover, these kinds of food are really delicious. Tang Yue only ate one piece of cake and one piece of rougamo, and all the others went into Prince Zhao's stomach.
Looking at him feeling his stomach and burping, Tang Yue busily handed over a cup of tea and said with a smile, "if you eat like this again, I'm afraid you will become a fat man."
"Isn't that better? It proves that the crown princess has excellent ability and can raise her orphans very well. "
After the meal, they walked in the yard as usual. After walking around, they heard the sound of birds spreading their wings. Then they saw a white dove falling on the grass not far away.
Tang Yue was the first time to see the flying pigeons delivering letters in this era. He watched curiously as Prince Zhao stepped forward and took down the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg.
"Is this really safe?" he asked curiously In case the pigeon is shot and killed on the way, isn't the letter lost?
In this age of lack of food, beating a few birds and tooth sacrifice is probably the most common thing.
However, he also knows that the communication tools of this era are very simple, even there is no post station with complete network. If you want to quickly deliver messages, you can only rely on this.
Prince Zhao handed over the pigeons to Ke, and explained: "the carrier pigeons in the prince's house are all cultivated by foreigners, with good endurance and good memory. If this happens, it doesn't matter. As long as it's important news, generally three pigeon letters will be sent and different routes will be taken. I don't think it's bad luck, right?"
Tang Yue thought about it, urging him to see what the news was, good or bad.
"This carrier pigeon was left alone at the border at the beginning, but I don't know if there is war disaster on the border again." Prince Zhao sighed and pulled out a piece of cloth from the bamboo tube.
Tang Yue is also nervous. He still remembers that Prince Zhao said that he would go to war after the Spring Festival. He also wanted to go there at that time. But now that his identity has changed, he doesn't know whether he can go with him.
After reading the content of the letter, Prince Zhao showed a comfortable micro pen.
"Good news?" Tang Yue also followed with a smile, thinking: did the soldiers who stayed at the border have won the battle?
Prince Zhao nodded, "good news. Last year, the winter was too cold, even the Southern Jin Dynasty suffered a lot of disasters, and the North Vietnam was even more victorious. Because of the numerous casualties, the Treasury allocated money and was fed the majority of their own money, so that the common people died and suffered heavy losses. I think there is no time to start the war."
Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief. This is really good news. Without war, Prince Zhao would not have to leave Yecheng, and the people on the border would have a good chance to recuperate.