Troubled times but play in the palm of your hand

"I don't know why the king called me here?"

"Mr. Murong, sit down." Yuxuan pointed to her side, Murongli nodded slightly, lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down.

Yuxuan said: "I asked my husband last time that the three armies have not moved, and the food and grass go first. I wonder if you still remember?"

"Your Majesty called me here because of food and grass?" Murongli glanced at Yuxuan, "The wealth of the place is comparable to the power of heaven. Will Your Majesty worry about food and grass?"

Yuxuan pushed the memorial under her hand to Murongli's body, tapped it lightly with her fingertips, "Mr. Murong, why don't you take a look for yourself."

Murongli didn't reach out to grab it, but instead turned his body to the outside, staring at a landscape screen in front of him and said, "Your majesty is so relieved to let me have a look at the important military affairs of the past?"

Yuxuan didn't seem to care, "You and I come from the same source, besides, I heard that Mr. Tianquan also handled the government affairs for King Tianquan during the time of Tianquan. I think Mr. must have a good plan in his heart."

Murong Li was no longer polite, took the memorial and read it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he was. It was written in the memorial that the Xunsu army could only last for another three months. Xuan, I'm afraid that all the cities that have been conquered before will all be handed over.

But this is obviously inconsistent with the national strength he had heard before.Although he was extremely puzzled, Murong Li didn't show it, he only said: "Although this grain and grass look difficult, it's actually not a big deal."

"Oh?" Yuxuan propped her elbows on the table, leaning forward slightly: "Sir, can you do something?"

Murongli smiled faintly: "There isn't enough food and grass for the entourage, why not? Since Tianji Tianshu has been captured and has become the territory of the entourage, in order to show their sincerity, at this time, they will naturally have to show it."

"Sir, what do they say?"

"Tianji was calculated by Tianshu Zhongkunyi. This year's food and grass are not abundant. However, there must be surplus food in the hands of rich people. The king only needs to ask all regions to hand over food and grass on time. What is there to worry about? Although Tianshu is poor, In order to guarantee the army's expenses, it is impossible not to gather food and grass, the three great families of Tianshu are greedy for power, as long as the king scares them, they will naturally give them food, grass and horses."

After hearing this, Yuxuan couldn't help clapping her hands and laughing loudly: "Mr. Murong said so much, since they have been protected by me, raising food and grass for the army is naturally their duty! Good, good!"

"I heard the voice of the king from a long distance away. I don't know why the king is so happy?" As soon as Yuxuan finished speaking, the national teacher stepped into the hall and bowed his hands to Yuxuan.

"Why should the national teacher be so polite." Yuxie stood up and ordered: "Come here, give the national teacher a seat." After the national teacher sat down, Yuxie sat back to her original position.

"Mr. Murong just solved a big problem for me, I'm very happy." Hearing Yuxuan mentioning his name, Murongli only slightly turned sideways, nodded to the national teacher.

"Did Mr. Murong solve the matter of the army's supplies for the king?" The national teacher thought for a while and asked, "I don't know what method Mr. Murong used?"

Yuxuan told the national teacher the method that Murongli said to use Tianji Tianshu to supplement the food and grass for the rest.

"What does the national teacher think?" Yuxuan was so happy that she didn't notice that the national teacher's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

"Your Majesty!" The national teacher stood up, and his tone was rather blunt: "My Majesty! I think this matter is absolutely impossible!"

"Impossible?" Seeing that the national teacher was like this, Yuxie also suppressed her smile: "Why not?"

"Your Majesty, although Tianji Tianshu was captured by our country, the remnants of the previous dynasty have continued to act. If we forcibly collect food at this time, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the people. Didn't we give those people an opportunity? It is the best policy to appease the people." The national teacher said here, he waved his sleeves and turned to Murongli and said, "Mr. Murong also has the talent for governing the country, can't you figure this out? What is your intention in doing this!"

Murongli stood up, hugged Xiao and said coldly: "Depending on the strength of the country, the national teacher will destroy his prestige too much." Yan Bi nodded slightly to Yuxuan: "Farewell."

The national teacher turned to Yuxuan again and said, "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible!"

Seeing the state teacher's reluctance, Yuxie sighed and said, "This king knows, and what the state teacher said is also reasonable. Until the last moment, this king will not use this method."

The national teacher seemed to want to say something, but Yu Xuan waved her hand and said, "I'm a little tired, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The candlelight flickered quietly aside, and the ink marks on the swaying paper became dim and unclear.

Ren Yuanhe carefully watched the expression on Zhong Kunyi's face, and carefully asked: "But what's wrong with the battle report between Tianxuan and Xisu?"

"It's not just something wrong, it's just weird." Zhong Kunyi sneered, and said to Ren Yuanhe: "According to Tianxuan's current situation, how could he be able to hold on to the city for such a long time under the hands of Xun Su, there must be someone secretly helping him."

"Helping in secret..." Ren Yuanhe was slightly taken aback, and blurted out: "Could it be... Tianquan?"

"Whether it is Tianquan or not, I don't know yet." Zhong Kunyi moved the piece of paper to the candle flame, watched the flames lick the ink characters clean, loosened his fingers, and burned the last scrap He made a clean statement, "However, Tianquan's former Lantai Ling will never be missing. He secretly sent news to Tianxuan. I think he has done a lot."

When Ren Yuanhe saw Zhong Kunyi mentioned Murongli, he suddenly thought that he had almost checked what Zhong Kunyi had ordered him to do. Now that Zhong Kunyi mentioned it himself, it was a good opportunity to make it clear.

"I don't know, sir, do you still remember when I arranged to investigate the murder of Deputy Gongsun?"

Zhong Kunyi turned her head and glanced at Ren Yuanhe lightly: "Have you checked it out?"

"What happened to Vice Minister Gongsun and Murongli in the room is really impossible to find out, but the last person that Vice Minister Gongsun saw was indeed Murongli, and before Murongli left the prime minister's mansion, the servants wondered why Vice Minister Gongsun Before I came out to see them off, I deliberately went back to the chess room to have a look, at this time Deputy Prime Minister Gongsun had passed away, the servants felt that something was wrong, and when they went back to find Murongli, they would not be found."

Zhong Kunyi's expression was cold: "Based on them, of course they couldn't find Murongli. According to this, Gongsun Qian undoubtedly died at the hands of Murongli."

"I don't know sir, what are you going to do?"

"Gongsun Qian is my best friend. Murongli killed him. Naturally, I can't make Murongli feel better. What's more, Murongli is difficult to distinguish from friend and foe. He is very capable. When we formed an alliance between the four countries, I am afraid that even the power of heaven He put him together, and now that he has gone to sleep, it is even more impossible to stay." Zhong Kunyi clasped his hands behind his back, and said to Ren Yuanhe: "The people you sent are keeping a close eye on Murongli, and I will definitely do it myself. kill him."

Zhi Ming lay on the observatory specially built for himself, counting the stars boredly.

Don't get me wrong, this observatory is very different from that of Tianji, the old and ugly national teacher. Zhiming this one is for him to count the stars when he is bored.

Zhiming is actually very lonely, he is used to being lazy, unlike other kings who are busy with family and country affairs all day long, holding a lot of free time in their hands, except Mo Lan who can occasionally come to accompany him , in this palace, it is really boring enough to count all the stars in the sky.

Zhiming started to feel drowsy after counting. Although he kicked out all the servants, Zhiming relied on his good health and never took such trivial matters as blowing cold wind on the roof overnight.

Seeing that Zhi Ming was about to fall asleep, he suddenly woke up.

The night wind is still slight, blowing the leaves whirling, and the moonlight on the observatory is still as calm as water.

Zhi Ming's closed eyes have not yet opened, but he knows that something must be different.Zhi Ming has always trusted his intuition, and this time is no exception.

He slowly curled his fingers under the cover of the wide sleeves, leaving only a few protruding joints of his right arm on the ground, and the rest of the body was slightly suspended on the ground, and his whole body was stretched like a string on a bow that could be triggered at any moment.

When people listen attentively at night, the quiet environment can easily become noisy. The night wind caresses the leaves softly and whispers, the dew rolls down the petals and weeps, and of course they don’t miss the sharp blade sliding through the air and pointing at the neck. sharp pain.

Zhi Ming turned over at this moment, the blade brushed past him and stabbed where he had just been lying down.

Zhi Ming conveniently tore off the outer robe that the waiter had specially put on for him in case he would catch a cold, and threw it on the black-clothed assassin's head.

The assassin probably didn't expect Zhi Ming to be on guard, and the sword was too late to withdraw, and in just a short breath, he was covered by Zhi Ming's fox fur.

Zhi Ming didn't look back to see if he had caught the person, and ran down the stargazing platform, shouting as he ran, "There are assassins! You bunch of idiots! Why does the king support you!"

The man cut through the fur of the fox with a sword, and when he turned around, he saw that Zhiming was about to go down the astrologer's platform. He flew down instantly, and was about to stab Zhiming in the back of his heart.

For the convenience of watching the stars, Zhiming deliberately built the observatory behind his bedroom, and he can go up with just a push of the door.This time, Zhi Ming rolled down from the observatory, rolled into his bedroom with a palm, and kicked the door, the assassin saw a door sweeping towards his nose, and subconsciously paused one time.Although Zhi Ming sent the servants far away, but his voice was too good, the sound of people and footsteps outside the hall had gradually become noisy.

The man in black froze in his heart, he realized that he couldn't delay any longer, he rushed into the hall immediately, held a vase in his arms, heard the noise, changed hands and threw the thing out.

The vase fell to the ground with a crisp sound, Zhi Ming's chest twitched when he heard it, and he felt a little distressed, this is the top-grade tribute from the previous dynasty!It was originally given to Ah Li when he came back.It's good now, Ah Li hasn't seen it yet, and it's cheap for the king's floor!

Zhi Ming doesn't know martial arts after all, although he has delayed for a while, he is no match for the man in black. When he is running for his life, his intuition is always surprisingly accurate. A dull cracking sound.

It hurts, it hurts too much.Zhiming's forehead suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and his lips were bleeding from his own bite, but he knew that he couldn't stop his movements at this moment, once he stopped, he would really die.

Gritting his teeth, Zhi Ming charged forward, and pulled the sword out of his left shoulder. The man in black immediately swept his sword horizontally, and there was a deep bloodstain on Zhi Ming's back.

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the man in black, and he waved his hand to make another sword strike, but stopped in mid-air.

He lowered his head in a little surprise, and saw a bloody cold front pass through his chest, firmly piercing his heart.

Zhi Ming fell to the ground, unconscious. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that the man in black slid down slowly, revealing a very handsome face behind him.

The people around Ah Li are so good-looking.

Zhi Ming watched the man approaching him, he wanted to struggle to ask him something, but before the man approached, Zhi Ming passed out completely.