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Song Chongjing's eyes darkened, but he did not say anything, and only sighed: "Since she does not like it, then don't mention it anymore. "In the end, it's not a good thing. Who in this world isn't affected by fame …"

After saying that, he turned around and entered the house. As he walked, he said, "There is a matter that I wish to discuss with you. It's about these few days, the patrolling army. "

"How's the army?"

"The depot is empty. "Yesterday, there were three generals who reported that they were short on food, but when I reported to the emperor, he bluntly said that this matter could wait until the next day. Right now, he still hasn't written down the entire text …"

Song Chongjing more or less knew that this was still a matter of the treasury.

However, since he wanted to help out, he couldn't take out anything else. Although he had come up with a good idea in consultation with the county prince and the minister of war, this was after all, hiding it from the government and the countryside.

They knew how much it would take, but when it came time to return it, what would they have to return it with?

Moreover, this matter could be big or small. There was no way he could afford to make any mistakes.

Hearing him say that, Lu Ming also became serious and nodded his head, without saying anything else, he led Song Chongjing into a discussion.

In the end, they decided not to starve the soldiers until they followed suit.

It was just that the matter was very detailed, and would take a day to decide. After everything was settled, Song Chongjing heaved a sigh of relief: "Then, let's do it this way. I will submit a letter to the Emperor tomorrow. No matter what, I need an approval. "

This is a serious matter, and it is in the interest of the government.

Song Chongjing did not think too much about it, and wrote the note. However, on the second day, after writing it, what he obtained was the Emperor's fury.

"No!" After the Emperor finished speaking, he viciously threw the paper away!

The golden book rolled twice on the floor and stopped halfway open.

When the ministers saw the vigorous and forceful writing on it, each and every one of their faces turned bitter, as if their hearts had been gouged out.

"Your Majesty! Prince Jing is right, garrisons are the foundation of nations, although they are not established nations with armies, they cannot be abandoned, your majesty! "

The sixty year old old general knelt on the ground and spoke with a trembling voice.

He had thought that he should be released, but the imperial court considered that his military exploits were great, that his two sons were killed in battle, that his only daughter was married in the capital, and that there was no one in the countryside.

The emperor could not bear to see his old age so desolate, so he also ordered him to stay in the capital, to live with his daughter.

He still had the rank of general, but he had no real power, and now he was given a job as a censor, which he could write down to exhort the Emperor.

He did not have to go to court every day, nor did he go to court every day.

He had only come today because he had heard of the matter of the grain. As a general, he knew how important it was to his soldiers and wanted to see it for himself.

He was an old official, so the emperor had to give him some face. The emperor only frowned at him after hearing what he said, "General, please get up. This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Your Majesty! This subject is an old general of the imperial government, how can it have nothing to do with this old subject! "

When the Emperor heard this, he didn't know why, but he actually slammed the table and stood up, "Martial Ji An, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you are also working in cahoots with the Prince Jing and want to raise troops in the dark behind our backs!? "

"Your majesty!" After Song Chongjing heard this, he became furious and stepped forward.

The old general immediately knelt down as well, his eyes wide and trembling. "Your majesty!" This old official did not intend to do so! Only the army...

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"Army!" Hmph, what is an army? The army you are talking about is my army, and also his, Prince Jing's, army! I want all of you to point fingers, ah! "

As he spoke, he grabbed the teacup and threw it down!

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, all the subjects immediately kneeled down.

Prince Jing's face was already ashen, but he was still standing.

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty …" The eunuch at the side also spoke his piece.

The emperor looked at Eternal Rest and knew that he had lost his composure. He coughed, "All of you, rise from the ground!"

As he said that, he looked straight at Prince Jing, the loathing in his eyes already undisguised.

"You haven't been back to the capital for too long, but you've caused quite a lot of trouble!" After saying that, the emperor coldly snorted. "Forget it. You could've just stayed outside, so it's normal for you not to know that you should stay in the capital."

"Your majesty!" Prince Jing was dissatisfied.

Before he could say anything, the emperor snorted coldly. "Now, since you've returned, you should just properly become your prince. You should hand over the general's work to a general. "Tomorrow, hand over your Tiger Tally."

Hearing his words, everyone looked at the emperor in disbelief.

The upright young man of Prince Jing was the one who could use his strength the most. He was a fierce general of Song Qing, a fearsome existence on the battlefield.

Now, internal troubles were still present, and external troubles had not yet subsided. The Emperor actually had the right to cut off a military general!

"Your majesty, what do you mean by this!" Song Chongjing was already clenching his teeth. He took another step forward, and looked at the lofty being with some disbelief.

The emperor just glared at him fiercely and restrained himself before saying, "What, that's my Tiger Tally. Now that I want to take it back, do I need your consent?"

He was already threatening them, and everyone knew it. However, they didn't understand what was going on with the Emperor.

"This subject does not mean that." Song Chongjing's face was already starting to turn white.

His fist was so tightly sealed that even his joints were protruding out.

But he was still a subject.

Song Chongjing realized that he had never hated this word so much before.

"Since that's not what you mean, you can leave!" The emperor looked at him coldly, and then suddenly said, "It just so happens that Third Prince has been the one to handle the matters of the imperial city's patrols. Now that he's done something wrong, there's no way we can do anything about it. Since you're free, I'll leave this matter to you. "

He then reminded, "Hand over the Tiger Tally today! "Retreat!"

After saying that, the Emperor left without looking back.

Song Chongjing stood motionlessly on the throne, like a hard stone.

Many of them were worried, but after looking at him for a moment, all they could do was shake their heads and sigh as they left.

Only the old general slowly walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "My prince, now that the emperor is old, you …" "Don't bother with him."

When Song Chongjing heard this, he became even more furious, but this had nothing to do with the general, he could only suppress his anger and nodded.

Seeing the old general's white hair, he wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat, unable to reach his mouth.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth as he suddenly felt a sense of desolation. He retorted with a question, "General, tell me, is that person the Emperor of my Song Dynasty or the Emperor of the imperial throne, the Emperor of the treasury?"

When the general heard this, he did not have much of an expression. He only turned around to look at the golden Dragon Throne, and tears gradually welled up in his green and white eyes.