My harem is on fire

It's me, not my minister.

How long had it been since Yongli had heard such a claim?

But to hear it under such circumstances, he would rather be deaf!

Conquering the six states can indeed break Liang Ming's wolf ambitions, and even wipe out the wishful thinking of the remnants of the previous dynasty in one fell swoop. If he is stronger, he will take in those local generals who support their own self-respect, integrate the armaments, consolidate the imperial power, and serve as the aristocratic family. No matter how domineering and domineering, you have to bow your head and bow your head.

At that time, Yong, Li, Enwei and Wei will be implemented together, and the national policy will be re-established slowly, in order to truly open up the great Yong Dynasty and Changping!

Isn't Yongli moved?

Heartbeat...

But no!

This is by no means a question of trust or not. Shen Junzhao thinks against him, so there is no need to look far away and conquer some barbarians from six states.

With Shen Junzhao's scheming, it is easy to play with ten Liang Mings, but Liang Gou still wants to "alliance" with him?I'm afraid it's not going to be eaten until there are no bones left.Just Shen Junzhao taking advantage of Liang Ming's power to carry out an assassination with his knife, the hidden guards of Yongli couldn't stop him.

At that time, the emperor was assassinated by the barbarians, and no heirs were left behind. No one dared to say a word about whether Shen Junzhao would capture Yong Zhu's superior as a puppet, or directly ascend to the throne and change the dynasty.

It was Wu Honglang...

Oh, nine times out of ten, Lao Wu has to be buried with him.

Such a simple way of rebellion does not choose, what kind of barbarians from six states will Shen Junzhao go to fight for!

No!

No matter what his purpose is, Yongli will never allow it.

Yongli immediately said: "Dayong's initial decision, the common people have finally slowed down, so we can't add any more burden to them."

Shen Junzhao: "As for the matter of grain, grass and materials, I have my own opinion, and it will not touch the foundation of the country."

Yongli's heart tightened: "That's not okay. Conscription into the army, with millions of soldiers, how many women and children will weep all night?"

Shen Junzhao: "The army is led by ministers, and there are enough soldiers in service."

Others said it was like nonsense, but it was only Shen Junzhao who said it, which made people unable to refute.

Yongli will never let go: "Soldiers in service are also the pillars of every family."

Shen Junzhao's eyes darkened slightly: "Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, if they don't even have this awareness, what's the use of Dayong's tens of thousands of troops to support them?"

Yongli: "..."

At this point, I can't go on.

But Emperor Yuan Yao still has a housekeeping skill-playing tricks.

"I don't care, you don't want to leave me!"

Yong reappeared at the age of three.

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Standing with his chest folded, Yongli is tall and handsome, with a demeanor, he is at most three and a half years old.

Shen Junzhaoyuan never thought that he would agree immediately.

What's more, the crusade will not be at this time, when everything will be ready, and Yongli will not be able to stop it.

Just like three years ago, he couldn't stop him.

"Your Majesty hasn't rested all night, you must be tired now." Shen Junzhao knew how to deal with Yong Sansui.

"I'm young and strong, so it doesn't hurt if I don't sleep for three days." Yongli is a ghost if he is not sleepy. He put his eyelids together and kissed his lower ones, and he was at most two breaths away from falling asleep on the spot.

Shen Junzhao said softly: "After all, I am one year older than Your Majesty, and I feel very sleepy."

Yongli: "!"

Shen Junzhao's eyelashes were drooping, and his white face seemed really tired.

With a sway in Yong Li's mind, the scar healed and he forgot the pain: "You...you..." He was still thinking about Shen Junzhao's arm, and he didn't dare to tease him too much, for fear that he would be too angry to toss himself.

Unexpectedly, Shen Junzhao said: "Why don't we have lunch together and take a rest?"

Yongli: "..."

Fuck, is it going to rain with knives?

If this doesn't go smoothly, Yongli will be stupid to change his surname tomorrow!

"Zhao Quan!" Emperor Yuan Yao was afraid that his prime minister would regret it, so he hurriedly called someone to prepare lunch.

Zhao Quan trotted in and made a blessing: "Your Majesty Sheng'an, Mr. Shen, good afternoon."

Yongli told him: "The lunch is served in the Changxin Hall, and I want to have a drink with Prime Minister Shen."

Zhao Quan: "!"

What to say, what to say, what to say!

Manager Zhao almost thought what he had heard - the execution ground is in the Hall of Changxin, and I will give poisoned wine to this sycophant and traitor!

Yongli: "What are you doing in a daze!"

Zhao Quan responded tremblingly, he always left the hall with crutches, and it was because Yongli was in a good mood, or Zhao Quan's disrespect in front of the hall alone would have given him the position of chief steward!

It's really not to blame Zhao Quan for thinking wildly, who doesn't know that the relationship between the emperor and the emperor is frozen to freezing point?Who doesn't know that the country will be chaotic and the sky will be changed?Who doesn't know that these two most noble young men in the empire are incompatible with each other?

Now we want to eat together.

Zhao Quan was really afraid that he would make a mistake!

Really let him make a glass of poisoned wine...

Director Quan doesn't have that ability. Although he is an imperial eunuch, he really doesn't have the ability to communicate with His Majesty!

In short, prepare the meal first, the brain is not enough, and it all depends on obedience.

When the people went out, Shen Junzhao said with a straight face: "Don't drink alcohol..."

Yongli: "Have a drink or two and sleep soundly."

Shen Junzhao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yongli: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

As she spoke, she wanted to wrap his fingers around him, but at least she thought of his arm, so she obediently withdrew it.

The two chatted happily and went to Changxin Hall, and Yongli felt more and more elated.

Whether it's a beauty trick or a plan, if you don't bite the bait in front of you, you will be at a great loss.

It's just that Yongli was very measured today, he didn't dare to tease Shen Junzhao too much, he knew very well how Shen Junzhao's arm injury came from.

It won't irritate him if you put it away yourself.

Since we can't talk about love, being able to talk and laugh like this is also a great comfort.

The meals in the palace are naturally one-on-one, and the chefs in the imperial dining room are all carefully selected people. They spend their whole lives on the emperor's meal. With such ingenuity, it must be delicious.

It's a pity that man is a strange creature: he eats dregs all day long, and occasionally bites a piece of meat, only to feel the fragrance on his lips and teeth, which is nothing more than delicious in the world; if he can eat this piece of meat every day, the aroma will disappear within three to five days, It's just boring and boring.

For Yongli, the delicacy of the Imperial Dining Room is the meat that can be eaten every day.

The taste is good, very fragrant and glutinous, but it is a pity that I am tired of eating.

That's why he always thinks about Donglinxuan.

"When will we go to Donglinxuan again?" Yongli looked at Shen Junzhao.

Shen Junzhao gave him some vegetables: "Liang Ming will enter Beijing soon, Your Majesty must not leave the palace again."

Yongli: "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, he dares to touch me!"

Shen Junzhao: "Where's Du Jingxiu?"

Yongli: "..."

All right, Liang Ming's dog is a dog, anyway, his mind is normal, but Du Jingxiu is different, he has long been half a lunatic.

If he is given the chance to die with Yongli, he will never hesitate.

Shen Jun was serving him dishes, and he was serving Shen Junzhao's dishes, anyway, they both knew what each other's favorite food was.

Yongli said again: "The food in this palace still tastes the same after ten years."

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli glanced at him: "Did the cook in Shen's residence get a new one?"

The implication is, do you want me to try a new one?

Shen Junzhao didn't answer his words: "No change..."

Yongli always has something to say: "It's better if you don't change it. The lychee meat made by Lao Wangtou is really delicious!" I want to try it if I don't change it.

Shen Junzhao: "If Your Majesty likes..."

Yongli thought he had succeeded, and thought that if he could go to Donglinxuan, it would be good to go to Shen's mansion again. The day before yesterday, he was only concerned with getting angry, and didn't have any fun.

I heard Shen Junzhao finished speaking: "I will let him enter the palace to serve tomorrow."

Yongli: "..."

Shen Junzhao put a piece of emerald magnolia into his bowl, with an almost imperceptible smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was even rarer and gentle: "Recently, there are mixed fish and dragons in Shoujing, Your Majesty, don't risk yourself."

Even if it is to increase the city defense, there are too many foreigners entering the capital to congratulate them, so it is not so easy to sort out.

Yongli thought to himself, if you feed me, I will just stay in the palace and not go anywhere.

It's a pity that when the words came to his lips, he thought of Shen Junzhao's arm, and suppressed his thoughts again, not daring to say a word.

"Let's rest..." Yongli felt sorry for his arm, and said, "I'm not a three-year-old child, so I don't need your cabbage."

Shen Junzhao paused, but did not insist.

Yongli himself was very diligent in laying out the dishes for Shen Junzhao. Although he never mentioned the matter of his arm, and didn't even regard him as an injured person, he took care of everything in his actions and demeanor.

Not only gave Shen Junzhao enough face, but cared about his sensitivity and thoughtfulness, every move warmed his heart.

Shen Junzhao was ironing and uncomfortable, and reminded himself all the time that it was almost enough. This was tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, but unable to break free, he could only watch himself sinking into the quagmire.

Naturally, one cannot rest immediately after lunch.

Shen Junzhao was afraid that he would accumulate food, so he said: "The imperial garden is cool, I will accompany you to discuss two rounds."

Yongli pursed his lips: "You let my four sons, I have to rack my brains to win, don't come!" The mood is so beautiful, why bother to ask for humiliation.

Shen Junzhao paused: "Then..."

Yongli was impatient to go out to bask in the sun, he glanced at the memorial box, and thought lazily: "Ziyu, why don't you accompany me to read the notebooks!"

Shen Junzhao: "..."

Yongli took advantage of the opportunity to hold his hand, but fortunately, this court dress has wide sleeves, so he stopped him a bit, so that he could regain his senses: "Don't panic, I read a lot last night, and there are few copies left, just give it to me." If I think about it, I will be able to rest a little longer at noon after watching it all."

His words were also ingenious. He deliberately mentioned what happened to him last night, which made Shen Junzhao soft-hearted——

Last night, no one knew better than Shen Junzhao, who had been guarding him all night, how Yongli was criticizing the memorial while his eyes were red, how he squatted on the ground and wrote his comments alone, and how he diligently used government affairs to numb himself.

How could Shen Junzhao not know Yongli's temperament?

On weekdays, he is the most talkative, he can think about everything, and when the sky falls, he can smile and say: "Don't be afraid, I am here."

Such a person who is as bright as the morning sun will also be sad. He is very different when he is sad. He does not cry, mourn or blame others. He is just more diligent and hardworking, and he is more strict with himself.

When he was a child, he copied dozens of copybooks, but today he has approved hundreds of memorials in one go.

Shen Junzhao sighed lightly, and said in a low voice: "That minister has exceeded the rules..."

In all likelihood, the memorials on the desk case have been passed over in the cabinet, but once they are placed on the emperor's case, no one else can easily touch them.

Zi is difficult to see because he is essentially an internal minister. Shen Junzhao is not only a foreign minister now, but also a powerful minister who can shake the foundation of the emperor. It stands to reason that he should avoid suspicion.

Yongli leaned back in the seat, his eyebrows and eyes stretched: "Don't waste your time, I'm listening."

Shen Junzhao was seated by him and was beside him. At this time, he picked up the topmost booklet and read it slowly.

Yongli was a little confused when he heard it.

Once upon a time, he and Shen Junzhao played in the study room, and a copy could last half an hour.

Now Shen Junzhao's voice is more mature and charming than when he was young, but it is getting farther and farther away from him.

If time goes back, he would rather stop at the days when he had nothing.

He has nothing.

Shen Junzhao also has nothing.

If you have nothing, why fear the sky is high and the earth is far away.