I broke my sleeves with the son

As civil and military ministers fought over each other, the taste changed. I don’t know who started to rummage through the previous accounts. Now it’s like stabbing a hornet’s nest. The more they rummaged, tearing this and stepping on that, it involved a lot of people who watched from the other side. .

In the end, only Prime Minister Jiang and the other three generals stood quietly and watched, no one dared to pull these people in.

Jiang Luoqing took his own people and stood quietly in the center of the golden hall, as if these disputes had nothing to do with him.

The people behind him were the ones he picked out for the most meritorious service this time, only one or two of them had entered the palace, but none of them had ever been to the Golden Palace, and they were subconsciously nervous.

But looking up at the general's back, they gradually calmed down. At this moment, they listened to those gentle and elegant or silent and majestic people on weekdays. The more they listened, the more fun they felt. Some people even suppressed their laughter for fear of being seen, so they lowered their heads until their chin almost touched the collarbone.

Jiang Luoqing was not interested in these people and those private affairs, and stood silently in the center, not casting a glance at Prime Minister Jiang or Qi Du. Even Qin Ziyi, who was sitting next to the Holy Majesty, was only glanced at by the way.

Qin Ziyi held the memorial in his hand, looked at Jiang Luoqing, and occasionally glanced at the arguing courtiers.

This kind of situation happened every ten days and half a month recently. Qin Ziyi was very calm after seeing it frequently, and when he got tired of listening, he said slowly, "Enough."

Followed by the eunuch's high-pitched voice, "Quiet—"

The court hall suddenly fell silent, everyone straightened their clothes very naturally, and stood up in different categories, still elegant and majestic, as if the scene that was so quarreling that it was almost a fight just now was just a fiction made by others.

Jiang Luoqing waited for the Golden Palace to calm down before taking a step forward, "My Majesty, I did not seek to be promoted to an official position when I came here this time. Many people have made meritorious service in chasing the rebels and suppressing the chaos in the rivers and lakes. Your Majesty for them..."

Qin Ziyi threw down the memorial in his hand, which was handed over by Jiang Luoqing.

The memorial fell on the big red embroidered gold carpet, and there was a dull sound. Jiang Luoqing stopped talking, and looked down at the memorial that he had handed over to ask for names for other people and was thrown down.

The hall was suddenly quiet. Prime Minister Jiang glanced at his son, his expression unchanged, and he was about to stand up with a slight movement of the corner of his clothes, but someone moved before him.

Qi Du squatted down to pick up the folder on the ground, and patted the dust that didn't exist on it. He first looked up at Qin Ziyi who was seated above him, grinned with white teeth, smiled at Qin Ziyi, and then handed the folder to Jiang Luoqing Right now, he said, "Take it."

Jiang Luoqing raised his eyes and looked at each other, the two smiled at each other, the frost in his eyes melted into warmth, he reached out to take the booklet without saying anything.

Qi Du recalled the smile just now, his heart felt sweet and bitter, anyway, he himself was quite happy.

Qin Ziyi sat on the top and watched the interaction between the two of them, frowning slowly.

Jiang Luoqing squeezed the booklet and did not speak again. The late Prime Minister Jiang stood up and suggested in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty, the Regent. Although Lieutenant General Jiang has made meritorious service many times, it will always be inappropriate if he is promoted too much. It is better to go first." Suppress the merits and exchange them for other rewards. Moreover, these merits have also been contributed by others, and it may not be the contribution of Jiang Zhongjiang alone. If you divide it carefully, it should not be enough for Jiang Zhongjiang to be promoted to a general. Yichen's suggestion, it is better to give Jiang Zhong The merit of the lieutenant general is replaced by other things, and the merit of these young soldiers should be promoted."

"Okay." The emperor, who had been watching silently just now, opened his mouth. He stretched his neck and looked down, without the majesty of an emperor at all. "Jiang Aiqing's idea is good. I think it's a good idea." After he finished speaking Thinking of something, he glanced at the person sitting next to him, and asked, "What do you think, uncle?"

Qin Ziyi said calmly with a face that could even be said to be a few years younger than today: "The Holy One thinks it will do."

After hearing this, the emperor understood in his heart that this meant agreement. After all, when the two disagreed before, they always acted according to Qin Ziyi's ideas. The emperor sat on it like a fake, and slowly Have the habit of asking first.

So while others were discussing how to bestow rewards, the emperor said to the lieutenant general in silver armor below with bright eyes: "Lieutenant General Jiang, right? Just raise your head."

Jiang Luoqing frowned, and did as he was told.

Qin Ziyi looked at the side and raised his eyebrows, looking at the emperor who was in his own joyful mood with unclear meaning.

Only then did Prime Minister Jiang remember that the Holy Majesty seemed to have begged someone with him before, but he was prevaricated.His peaceful expression slowly undercut Jiang Luoqing's undisguised covetousness. He took a step forward and interrupted: "My lord, the ranks and things that will be awarded to you have been discussed."

"Ah, is it?"

The emperor looked back reluctantly, and urged impatiently: "Then quickly present the things, reward the rank, and then retreat if there is nothing to do." I remembered the story of the beauty, even if the beauty is a big and three rough man, it doesn't matter, he is not picky.

"But my lord, is it not good to be in such a hurry to confer an official rank? Generally speaking, it takes at least three days to prepare, and then you have to bathe, burn incense, and listen to the voice of heaven..."

"Okay." The emperor looked at the person next to him with an unhappy expression, and said coldly: "Is it necessary to be so troublesome about such a small matter? Isn't it just to confer an official rank?"

The official who reported was sweating profusely, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, conferring an official rank is not a trivial matter. The Great Qin has countless miles of land, and there are countless clans and common people living in it. Our Kyoto temple is the most There are only dozens of officials in the central government, so one can imagine that..."

"Enough!" The emperor said with a pale face, "I asked you to prepare for the ranks, not to argue with me! What are you trying to do here?!"

The official was unbearable to ask, and knelt on the ground with a "plop", sweating coldly on his head, not daring to say more.

Although the emperor doesn't have much majesty in the eyes of the few people at the top, it is still very deterrent to the people below, after all, it is the Tian family.

Jiang Luoqing stood straight in the center of the golden hall. He stood up slightly, but his eyes were looking down.

He didn't have any opinion on the shivering official in front of him. He was thinking about how Qin Ziyi became the regent, why Qi Du dared to be so casual in the court hall, and where he should go to eat later, and whether he should go back to Jiangfu or Qi Du. The courtyard of the degree.

But it seems inappropriate to go to Qi Du's place now...

The rewards came down, and the things for Jiang Luoqing were gold and silver and very well-made armor. After Jiang Luoqing got the things, he saluted and thanked him. After thinking about it, he asked if he could reward him with another mansion. It doesn't need to be too big. Just live there.

Qi Du and Prime Minister Jiang looked over at the same time when they heard the words, both of them looked displeased, but Qin Ziyi, who was sitting at the top, was much more interested.

He said with a pleasant face: "You just need to know that you have to speak up, otherwise the things you give are always not in line with your intentions."

Jiang Luoqing lowered her eyes and said, "Your Highness is joking."

Behind them were people's voices deliberately lowered, and Jiang Luoqing Gujing stood there silently waiting.

With a wave of Qin Ziyi's hand, he rewarded a mansion. Jiang Luoqing didn't know how big it was, so he asked to leave the Golden Palace after he got there.

The rest of the people are still waiting inside to prepare the things for the award.

Jiang Luoqing was waiting outside. His silver armor was coated with a dazzling white light by the sun, and his whole body was glowing faintly, which was very obvious.

It took a long time for the other soldiers inside to withdraw with the crowd, and the hats on everyone's heads were changed.Jiang Luoqing was now waving to them on the Xuanhei steps, and would take them out when they were all over.

Originally, I planned to go to eat first, but someone was very excited about getting an official rank, and then the fear of Jiang Luoqing was reduced a lot, and the admiration was overflowing, and he just kept saying: "I want to go to the general's mansion to see, see See how it goes." Repeatedly.

After all, he was one of his subordinates, so Jiang Luoqing naturally agreed.

So a group of people went to find the mansion.