Mortal Mage

"Well, that means no war?"

Li Si looked at Zhang Mingxuan meaningfully, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

Now, basically all the civil and military officials in the court are in favor of war, except for the Minister of Revenue Wang Mingde.

Zhang Mingxuan didn't understand why all the civil and military officials in the court, even the emperor, cared so much about Wang Mingde's opinion.

He really didn't want to fight, because in his opinion, this battle was meaningless. First of all, the accumulated problems of the Taicang Empire's army could not be solved by a simple battle.

Although the country obtained 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones by selling the spirit vein, it seems that the country is strong.

However, the Taicang Empire and the Tianze Empire have been closed to the outside world for many years, and the Ministry of War's understanding of the actual situation within the Tianze Empire is all speculation and deduction based on the information left over from the previous dynasty.

It was obvious that the emperor was determined to take down Tianze right away.

Li Si wanted to obtain these 100,000 mid-grade spirit stones immediately instead of relying on the low-grade spirit vein under his feet.

Only by unifying Tianze can we unify the Canglang Continent and truly overthrow the Dihuang Dynasty.

Because there are many descendants of the Dihuang Dynasty in the Tianze Empire.

Zhang Mingxuan felt a little troubled, but the meaning was very clear. Emperor Li Si did not ask him to come to the court to discuss the palace examination papers.

His method would certainly be recognized by all the officials in the court, but they felt it was too slow.

Zhang Mingxuan thought for a moment, but still bit the bullet and imitated the loyal ministers on TV and said in a pretentious manner;

"I am terrified."

He was a minor official of the fifth rank and could not afford to offend anyone in this small court meeting.

"Haha, hahahaha."

Li Si suddenly laughed out loud. "You look so proud on the test paper. I really want you to say that you are so nervous."

"Today, I can let you go, but I'm afraid all the ministers in the court won't let you go!"

Li Si made a sarcastic remark with a fake smile.

All the third-rank officials in the court were staring at Zhang Mingxuan.

Everyone had almost decided to fight for their lives, but the emperor suddenly had an idea and threw out a secret question.

As a result, you, a young man, wrote an article on currency war.

Now, everyone was actually ready to fight with Tianze, but then someone like you showed up.

The method is feasible, but Li Si wants to sell the spiritual vein and dry up Tianze, and he doesn’t want to wait for twenty years.

How could Zhang Mingxuan not know that at this clear moment in the situation, as long as he said that the battle could be fought, everyone would be happy except Wang Mingde.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Mingxuan bowed.

"My thoughts have indeed been stated in the examination paper. I have no other plan."

"If the court insists on fighting, I will respectfully obey your will."

Li Si glanced at Zhang Mingxuan and said, "Forget it, my top scholar, don't scare you on the first day of court."

"Let the six ministries discuss the matter of the spiritual vein for another day. Let's talk about the matter of Nanzhili Prefecture."

Emperor Li Si changed the subject and brought up another topic. Then there was chaos again, but it had little to do with Zhang Mingxuan.

After the court session ended at noon, Zhang Mingxuan returned to the Lihe Hall.

Meals and fruits are also provided in Lihe Hall at noon.

This time, letting Zhang Mingxuan attend the court to discuss matters was a small matter; the real purpose was to let him show himself in front of all the civil and military officials in the court.

In the afternoon, Zhang Mingxuan sorted the files step by step and left work early, not accompanying the traitors to file the files.

After putting away the fruit that he had not eaten at noon, he left Taihe Palace.

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The afterglow of sunset.

The market on East Street in Taihe City was sparsely populated, and Zhang Mingxuan strolled back to his residence at a leisurely pace.

"Mr. Zhang Mingxuan, right?"

Zhang Mingxuan had just passed by the east street entrance of Wangfu when he was stopped by a woman. Turning around, he saw that it was Jin'er, the maid of Wangfu.

"Good afternoon, Miss Jin'er."

Zhang Mingxuan bowed and saluted.

"Ah, Master Zhang, you can't do that."

Seeing him raise his hand to salute her, Jin Er hurriedly bowed and saluted back. "I didn't expect you are now the doctor in charge of etiquette."

Zhang Mingxuan was wearing a dark red official uniform with dazzling colorful embroidery of five horses stepping on flying swallows. This was a unique official uniform for the doctor in charge of etiquette.

"Ha, just a small official."

The two of them were just greeting each other casually.

But Jin'er added one more sentence: "Have you ever tried the frost peach and ice melon, the unique fruit snacks of the Ministry of Rites in the court?"

"Oh, you mean the overtime meal allowance, I've tried it before, it's better than what's sold in the market."

Zhang Mingxuan didn't understand why Jin'er said that, so he casually took out two misty frost peaches wrapped in a silk cloth from his arms and handed them to Jin'er; "Here, there are a few I haven't eaten yet, share them with you."

Then Zhang Mingxuan asked tentatively with a questioning tone: "I don't know, these fruits offered in the palace should not be rare for your family."

Unexpectedly, Na Jin quietly took the three fruits and whispered in Zhang Mingxuan's ear, "These fruits were purchased by your Ministry of Rites. They are all special and top-grade. Only the Ministry of Rites in the court has such good treatment."

"My young lady likes to eat it very much. The prince sends her some fruits every month. But for some reason, she would rather let me buy ordinary fruits from the market than eat the ones sent by the prince."

"Ah... this? Miss Jin'er's hairpin is very beautiful today."

Zhang Mingxuan suddenly uttered a strange sentence, and then raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Please ask Miss Jin'er..."

Zhang Mingxuan asked in a flattering tone, "Does the prince like your young lady? Or does your young lady hate the prince?"

"You are talking nonsense. The prince likes the young lady, but the young lady doesn't like the prince. Otherwise, why doesn't anyone dare to propose marriage to her when she is already 25 years old?"

Jin'er told Zhang Mingxuan an open secret that was not really a secret.

She was still immersed in why Zhang Mingxuan would innocently praise her hairpin, the simple word "beautiful". She had been in the palace for more than ten years, but had never been praised by anyone except the young lady.

"Oh~ Then why doesn't the young lady like the prince?"

It was the first time that Zhang Mingxuan heard royal gossip and he became quite interested.

"I won't tell you too much. I will tell the young lady that the fruit was sent by you, and the young lady will not be disgusted."

Jin'er felt that she had inadvertently said too much to Zhang Mingxuan.