After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The war in Yunzhou concerned everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even in the remote Nanjun, people were paying attention to this matter, not to mention the political center of Kyoto!

"I heard that Yunzhou sent another messenger to request reinforcements!"

"Which batch of messengers is this?"

"The fifth batch!"

"Has the fighting started in Yunzhou?"

"The fighting has begun! This time the Tartars are coming in full force, I wonder if Duke Yun can hold on!" The person who spoke had anxiety and worry in his eyes.

His companions beside him stamped their feet anxiously: "What's going on with the government? Hasn't the conscription list been finalized?!"

In Fuquan Teahouse, the waiter who served tea and water to the guests sighed: "Isn't Duke Ji sick? I heard that he can't even get out of bed."

As soon as the news came out, the entire teahouse was in an uproar.

"Why did you get sick at this time, not earlier or later?"

"He must be afraid of going to war, so he deliberately got sick! Coward!"

"If he didn't dare to go, couldn't he just resign in the palace that day? Why did he waste so much time?"

"This is great. Either we wait for him to recover, or the court will start arguing over who will lead the troops to Yunzhou!"

"The grain shipped to Kyoto from various states and counties is almost filling up the granaries in Kyoto! The counties are still shipping grain here continuously. This is all the food that everyone squeezed out by tightening their belts. Send this grain to Yunzhou first!"

"That's right. If you can't spare any manpower, you can just hand it over to Baida Express! Baida Express is Madam Su's business, she will definitely not harm her own mother!"

The tea drinkers talked one after another and offered suggestions, but these discussions were limited to the people and could not be heard by the government.

Su Xuanming, who had just finished his shift, was in a hurry. When he passed by Fuquan Teahouse, he didn't even have time to go in for a look.

"Ahem, ahem, what does the government say?" Cui Sanlun's health has been getting worse recently.

I caught a cold some time ago and have been suffering from a chronic cough.

Later, during the Yunzhou battle, he was worried about Gu Nanxi and couldn't sleep well at night.

Fortunately, neither the government nor the court failed at the critical moment.

However, the reinforcements had not been seen for a long time, and the food and grass transferred from various places were almost infested with insects, and they were not sent to Yunzhou.

Cui Sanlun became more ill due to a surge of anger.

Su Xuanming's condition was not much better than Cui Sanlun's. In just a few days, he had lost a lot of weight.

"Yizu, the emperor did not attend the court today."

Cui Sanlun felt a breath stuck in his throat and almost suffocated to death.

Su Xuanming hurried over to pat him on the back: "Ancestor Yi, you can't fall down now! The country has been delaying the dispatch of troops and food. Last time, Master Tong and the emperor had a quarrel in the court!"

Su Xuanming's inner anger was no less than Cui Sanlun's.

The one fighting bravely in the front is his own mother!

All the money spent on the war now is the family fortune that his mother has worked so hard to save for so many years!

Even the beggars on the street knew that troops and food supplies should be sent immediately, but the one sitting on the throne was not in a hurry at all.

"Longwu General Li Aotian wrote a letter, requesting to go to the border, but the emperor suppressed his request. The emperor still believes that the old general is reliable, and wants to wait until Duke Jiji gets better before setting off with reinforcements."

"As for food and grass, His Majesty does not trust any civilian forces and is worried about robbers on the road, so it is better to set off with Wan Dajun."

Cui Sanlun was simply unable to complain about such statements: "He was not decisive when he should have been, and he made a rash decision when he should have carefully considered it!"

Such a person can't even be the head of a family, let alone the ruler of a country?

Not only did the emperor not attend court, but Lord Li and Grand Tutor Tong were also turned away when they went to the palace to seek a meeting.

Lord Li's already gray hair turned completely white in the past few days.

"Why not? What is the emperor busy with?" Lord Li stared at the gate of the imperial palace, his eyes unable to hide his anxiety, and he muttered to himself.

Master Tong, who was standing by, pulled the corners of his stiff mouth and smiled, "The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is. Maybe what happened back then is happening again."

"Impossible!" Li Gelao turned his head abruptly, and looked at Master Tong with murderous eyes, "The emperor would not do this! The emperor has learned it well, you can't slander him!"

Seeing the palace gates were closed, Grand Tutor Tong thought that the emperor would not see them again today, so he turned around and prepared to return to the Grand Tutor's Mansion: "He really learned very well, and he is better than his teacher. I just wonder how future generations will comment on him."

"Han Zhang, you can't think so much of the emperor just because you did something like this!"

Master Tong seemed to be hurt by something. He turned around and stared at Lord Li fiercely, like a hedgehog with its fur standing on end.

"I did it? Humph, yes, I did it that year. I did it by order! I just don't know who will take the blame for the emperor this time, you or me? Oh, could it be that he didn't even think of someone to take the blame, and just forced himself on?"

Master Tong's words were like a knife, stripping off the young emperor's filter and gorgeous appearance: "If he really wanted to fight the war, why didn't he allow Baida Express to deliver food and grass first?! The conscription list is out, have you formed a reinforcement army?!"

Li Ge Lao was speechless, but still unwilling to believe that the emperor would dig his own grave: "The emperor just takes this matter too seriously, so he wants everything to be perfect!"

"Humph, just keep deceiving yourself like this."

Grand Tutor Tong and Lord Li parted unhappily in front of the palace gate.

There is a messenger from Yunzhou almost one every day!

The atmosphere in the entire capital was becoming increasingly tense. Everyone was eagerly waiting to see when the reinforcements would be dispatched and when the food and fodder would be shipped away? !

The suppressed public opinion is like an undercurrent beneath the calm surface of a lake, with nowhere to vent.

Because of the government's previous strict control over public discussion, the people of Kyoto no longer dared to discuss government affairs as casually as they did at the beginning, so they had to vent their anger on Duke Ji.

"Waste! A coward without any eggs!"

"You have brought shame to our ancestors for eighteen generations!"

"You are such a coward, you are unworthy of being a human being!"

The room was filled with curses, but the door of the Duke of Jiguo's mansion was tightly closed, blocking out all the curses.

"Is the old Duke feeling better?" The young wife of Duke Ji stopped the doctor and asked.

"It's still the same, feeling depressed."

"When will it be better?" The young lady of Duke Jiguo wrote many letters to her son who stayed in Yunzhou and Madam Niu's family, asking them to reply quickly.

But his son and Mrs. Niu's family all refused.

"It's hard to say. Maybe it will be better tomorrow, or maybe it won't be better in a month."

The young wife of Duke Ji lost her temper: "I told you to stop talking! How can you be a doctor?! If the old Duke is not well for a long time, you can ask His Majesty to replace him in time!"

The doctor lowered his head and said nothing.

After venting her emotions, the young wife of Duke Ji gave the doctor a gold ingot as an apology, and went to visit the old Duke with medicated food.

Before I knocked on the door, I heard the conversation between the old Duke and the Prince of Ji.