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Having said that, Xun Zhui thought it was funny, and when he saw Yan Zhaohe hadn't expressed anything, he wrote: "The medicine warehouse was bombed, how did you discuss with Bo Zhuangzhu?"

"Your Majesty is well aware, why bother to ask the minister?" Yan Zhaohe said with his elbows on the table and his chin resting on his palm.

"I don't know." Xun wrote.

"It can't be transported." Yan Zhaohe replied.

Xun Zhui frowned, and Yan Zhaohe said immediately: "The medicinal materials purchased with the disaster relief funds were purchased in the south, and they were directly used here to avoid the transportation time and escort, and went directly to the back warehouse of the Ivy Villa. Have you ever thought about this batch of medicinal materials? How to send it to the capital?"

Leaving aside the transportation time, how many bodyguards dare to escort them now?

I'm afraid that it would be difficult to reach the capital with all of them under the banner of the royal family.

The road on the way back was rugged, and taking the official road could not avoid bandits making trouble, not to mention that most of the refugees also fled from the official road.Refugees are afraid of death. If the transportation team is full of life-saving medicinal materials, once someone instigates it, there will be riots [-]%.

Fighting against the common people and raising swords against bandits are two different things. They are already homeless, and the imperial court is their only hope. If the imperial court also takes action against them, it will make things worse.If it is spread by interested people, the reputation of the imperial court will also be damaged.

"Your Majesty, nothing is more important than reputation. If the people don't trust the imperial court, we will lose supporters, and new popular aspirations will emerge."

Xun Zhui was silent, but if the medicinal materials could not be transported, the capital and the cities near the capital would soon fall into an embarrassing situation.If it is transported back, there is still a glimmer of life. If nothing is done, it will be a real disaster.

"The Tai Hospital's inventory must be more than that." Yan Zhaohe saw that Xun Zhui's face was getting more and more ugly, and comforted him: "Hu Yuanshou has high morals and is well-measured in his work. Your Majesty said that after the medicine warehouse was bombed, Hu Yuanshou quickly dispatched a batch. Relief of medicinal materials shows that medicinal materials are still abundant."

"He has an inventory list." Xun wrote afterward.

Yan Zhaohe shook his head, "He showed you the inventory list, did he let you go to the medicine store?"

Xun Zhui was taken aback, but Yan Zhaohe smiled: "Seeing is believing. Your Majesty has not even seen the medicine storehouse. How can you say that the supply of medicinal materials in the capital is insufficient?"

His Royal Highness King Zhao is best at turning black and white. Xun Zhui almost forgot what question he asked Yan Zhaohe in the first place. It seemed that he just wanted to change the subject so that Yan Zhaohe would not answer him.

"No." He argued again.

"What isn't it? It's not Chief Hu, or is it because he didn't see the medicine store?" Yan Zhaohe hooked his lips, "Your Majesty left the palace and hurried south with a young doctor. Could it be that he was running around for such trivial matters that shouldn't be worrying about?"

It's about the country, but Yan Zhaohe is a trivial matter.

Xun Zhui was speechless, and could only let Yan Zhaohe glance up and down with mocking eyes that could not be called derogatory.

As the breeze blew, the boy opened his mouth slightly and did not move for a long time, but his cheeks became more and more red.Start from the back of the ear, gradually spread to the cheeks, and then from the cheeks to the forehead.The whole face turned red several times, turning into fine sweat dripping from his chin on his forehead.

This is really red as if it could bleed.

Having lived with Xunzhui for so many years, it was the first time that Yan Zhaohe saw that Xunzhui could make him laugh so miserably, and even felt pity from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't want to ease the current atmosphere.

He still wanted to continue to wait for Xun Zhui's next reaction.

Xun Zhui's heart was beating fast, and the naked eye could see that his chest was rising and falling faster and faster.He didn't know whether it was nervousness or shame, but something scratched his heart and made him want to open his chest to see what was causing the trouble.

Time seems to be at a standstill at this moment. If the time when Yan Zhaohe and himself were discussing disaster relief medicinal materials was compared to sand flowing slowly in an hourglass, then now it is a small cork that completely blocks the small opening of the quicksand, and it fits perfectly. I want to run to the small sand dune at the bottom to play with other sand grains.

Xun Zhui really couldn't bear this kind of suffering, which is not considered suffering, his eyes went dark, but the man's gentle devilish persuasion sounded in his ears: "Compared to before, your majesty has improved, at least you know how to look at Hu Yuanzhang's Inventory."

Xun Zhui was bloody again, he grabbed all the papers in his hands and threw them at Yan Zhaohe, Yan Zhaohe didn't hide, his smile became more obvious.

Die fast!Xun Zhui has never been so angry like now.

Whether it's his own death or Yan Zhaohe's death, one death can make the other party more comfortable!

"Your Majesty, do you feel more comfortable now?" Yan Zhaohe asked suddenly.

No, Xun Zhuixin said.

"It's true that King Chong wants to rebel, but I'm not dead yet. I know what His Majesty is thinking. It's nothing more than King Chong finding out that His Majesty is not in the palace and threatening to imprison all his relatives and relatives. But Your Majesty must know that as long as Your Majesty Once in power, Li Chong will never be able to sit on the throne."

"The courtiers who passed the throne of the first emperor have all seen it, and the passing of the throne before his death is also witnessed by important ministers above the third rank and elders in the clan."

"When Li Chong won the capital, he only got the imperial palace. If His Majesty wants to return to the capital, he only needs to give an order, and the minister will naturally bring soldiers and horses to break through the city gate."

Xunzhui's hand was held by Yan Zhaohe, and his King Zhao looked at him with calm eyes and said to him.

"The Yan family will always be loyal to His Majesty."

"There is no battle that Yan Jiaerlang can't win."

As soon as the words fell, Xun Zhui withdrew his hand from Yan Zhaohe's hand, and he held Yan Zhaohe's hand instead.

"unnecessary."

The boy's voice was no harder than a man's, but it was resolute and not to be underestimated.

Yan Zhaohe said pleasantly: "Your voice has recovered."

Xun Zhui rubbed his throat with the other hand, he was quite surprised, but decided to nod modestly first.

To say that he has seen the medicine storehouse, Xun Zhui thinks of a person, and now he is the only one he can find.

Song Nanping admitted that he had heard a storyteller in a teahouse before when he was about to curse King Zhao, and he had secretly cursed a few words with a group of aggrieved young and old.But this is different from standing in front of Yan Zhaohe himself, a treacherous official of the imperial court, a slave to gold, silver and treasures according to folklore.His legs trembled, and he repeated his greeting seven or eight times over and over again.

Xun Zhui frowned and tugged at Yan Zhaohe's cuff, Song Nanping also fell ill?

Yan Zhaohe patted Xunzhui's hand, and said, "Your Majesty is here, Doctor Song should salute to His Majesty first to comply with the rules."

Song Nanping didn't give a shit about Xun Chasing, but he couldn't go on with this ceremony even more.From the first time we met in the medical clinic, to the time when we ate and lived together and came to Qingteng Villa together, he had long regarded Xunzhui as a younger brother who needed to be taken care of. When he found out, Xun Zhui didn't ask him to change his address, and the two still got along in the same way as before.

Song Nanping didn't move, and Xun Zhui was inexplicably upset, so he asked Yan Zhaohe to ask him directly, and Song Nanping continued to maintain this stupid look.

"Doctor Song, please sit down." Yan Zhao said softly.

"Me?" Song Nanping pointed to himself.

Who are you?Is it a ghost?Xun Zhui glared at Song Nanping with the eyes of a fool.He is usually very smart, but now he is so stupid that people want to beat him up.

Song Nanping stiffly walked to the stool and sat down, Xun Zhui couldn't dislike him any more, he wrote: "You have the same hands and feet."

"Huh?" Song Nanping was dumbfounded again.

Doctor Song was really funny, Yan Zhaohe Youzhuo Xunzhui and Song Nanping talked about each other.

In fact, this was also an opportunity for Song Nanping to relax. He slowly recalled that the communication with Xunzhui had made substantial progress. After talking back freely, Yan Zhaohe interrupted Xunzhui. rip off.

"Your Majesty said that you have seen the medicine storehouse. Could you please tell me something about the medicine storehouse?"

Song Nanping didn't stumble this time, "I didn't see it."

"No?" Yan Zhaohe raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I haven't seen it." Song Nanping confirmed.

He followed Yuanshou Hu to get the medicine, but Yuanshou Hu didn't take him into the medicine storehouse, but asked him to wait at the door of the medicine storehouse.

Xunzhui looks up at Yan Zhaohe, who nods to Xunzhui.

"Headmaster Hu has managed the Taiyuan Hospital for many years, can Your Majesty rest assured now?"

Although unwilling to admit it, Xun Zhui still raised his chin slightly to show that Yan Zhaohe was right.

What he is even more unwilling to admit is that Yan Zhaohe can still find a balance in the uncontrollable.

Xun Zhui wrote: "Qingcheng Army?"

Yan Zhaohe shook his head, "I don't need it now."

"why?"

"What is farther than Kang Qingjun?" Yan Zhaohe asked Xunzhui in a low voice, counting it as an inspection of the little emperor.

Xunzhui thought for a moment and replied, "Ling Yu Ying."

After he answered, he suddenly understood why Yan Zhaohe was still as motionless as a mountain.

What happened next was a matter of confidentiality. After Song Nanping left, Yan Zhaohe continued, "Your Majesty, tell us about the composition of Ling Yu's camp."

The Lingyu Battalion is not part of the garrison. It is strong in individual combat and does not participate in routine training. It has been wandering inside and outside the court alone as a special team.Few people know the real location of Ling Yuying's camp, even Xunzhui only knows a rough idea.

"After the first emperor passed the throne to His Majesty, the Ling Yu Camp should have been handed over to His Majesty, but I thought that His Majesty was too young to really manage the Ling Yu Camp. I have always wanted to find a good opportunity for the Ling Yu Camp to return to His Majesty. Now I will transfer Ling Yu The jurisdiction of the battalion is returned to His Majesty. How His Majesty wants to use this army depends on His Majesty's ability."

What day is today?Xun Zhui couldn't help thinking.

What is a festival worth celebrating?

It's almost like being stunned by the sudden surprise.

Xun Zhuian resisted the joy in his heart, forced himself to test calmly: "Really?"

"Fake." Yan Zhaohe smiled.

Xun Zhui stretched out his hand to ask Yan Zhaohe for the token, Yan Zhaohe said: "It's in my room, I'll get it later."

After saying this, Xun Zhui's eyes on Yan Zhaohe immediately changed again and again.

Before, some people laughed at him for carrying a jade seal when he went out, but now he carries an unbeatable token with him?

"Commanding the Lingyu Camp is more flexible than commanding the Qingcheng Army. Your Majesty can do whatever he wants." Yan Zhaohe said, "It is easier to command than Chu Yang's Forbidden Army."

Yes, better than Chu Yang.

Compared with the commander of the imperial army that you single-handedly selected, of course the secret army given by your own father is better to control.

Thinking of this, Xun Zhui felt even more uncomfortable.

He wrote to Yan Zhaohe: "If Chu Yang belongs to me after returning to Beijing, will you be angry?"

Yan Zhaohe: "The world belongs to His Majesty, so naturally Chu Yang is also loyal to His Majesty."

Before he finished speaking, Xun Zhui immediately covered Yan Zhaohe's lips.

High-sounding diplomatic rhetoric.

Yan Zhaohe lightly clasped the back of Xun Zhui's hand, leaving a gap between his lips and the little emperor's palm, "Naturally, this subject also belongs to His Majesty."

King Zhao put down his hand, and his lips and His Majesty's palm rejoined together.