My country is dead again [Rebirth]

Liu Yan'er played the pipa without wearing finger guards. After playing the ancient music that requires strength, blood oozes from her fingertips. She held up her fingers and looked at her with indifferent eyes. He was not surprised by Xie Ruzhuo's words, and said, "Then what is Your Majesty doing here today?"

"I won't interfere in your private dealings with Wu Xianrong. As long as Wu Xianrong doesn't do too much, I'll do as you please." Xie Ruzhuo looked at Liu Yan'er's face against the skylight outside the window, and was surprised that she had lost a lot of weight. The face still does not look old, but it is like fragile colored glaze, which may suddenly break into pieces one day.

The fragrance of roses wafted from the ointment, Liu Yan'er was a little surprised, she raised her eyes to look at Xie Ruzhuo, then stared at her fingers after a while, and said, "Don't you hate me?"

Xie Ruzhuo smiled: "You gave birth to me and raised me, just like a mother. I am your son, and I don't hate you."

Liu Yan'er was noncommittal.

"I know you have a way to make Wu Xianrong listen to you." Xie Ruzhuo said, "What conditions does he want?"

Liu Yan'er spread the ointment evenly, her fingertips were shiny, and said casually: "I heard that His Majesty wants to send troops south again?"

Xie Ruzhuo knew there was Liu Yan'er in the Prison of Rituals, and he never took care of it. Hearing this, he said clearly, "Who wants military merits again? Wu Xianrong's younger brother?"

Seeing Liu Yan'er acquiescing, Xie Ruzhuo said again: "Wu Xianrong wants to put his brother into the three camps, right?" He nodded, "Yes, I agree."

The wind got stronger, Xie Ruzhuo got up and closed the window, his voice was colder than the wind blowing down the corridor: "Next year I will let him enter the capital, and if he wants to rob Pei's family, I will help him. Now, let him I stay peacefully in Xishan."

Liu Yan'er turned sideways to him and gave him a ambiguous smile: "This time, the civil servants will not easily agree to sending troops to the south. Your Majesty should think about it."

"Don't bother my mother." Xie Ruzhuo didn't sit down much, and walked to the door, "It's cold, mother don't wear such thin clothes, and don't keep the windows open. There are a few new doctors with good medical skills in the imperial hospital. I'll let them come to ask the empress for her pulse."

After speaking, he walked away along the front porch, and the door behind him closed again after his figure disappeared.

At this time, it was almost the winter moon, and it was not suitable to raise troops at this time, but Xie Ruzhuo still wanted to send troops south again before the New Year's Eve.

Just because the memory of his previous life told him that if he didn't move, Xu Zishen would move.

When Xu Zishen went south to save the emperor's grandson, he had just experienced several months of conquests and did not dare to fight for a long time, but once Xu Zishen finished recuperating, he would counterattack and demonstrate.

In his previous life, Xu Zishen had chosen to live in Dongyue, when no one thought it was possible to send troops again.

They fought in a hurry, even Song Qingge's leader was defeated three times in three battles, he was no match for this world famous general at all.Fortunately, Shen Ci took advantage of the freezing of the river to persuade Song Qingge to take a risk and make a surprise attack, forcing Xu Zishen to retreat to the south bank of the Qingmu River and break back to a city, otherwise Xu Zishen would almost hit Suifang territory.

Even though there was no danger in the end, the battle in the previous life was still a thorn in Xie Ruzhuo's heart with heavy casualties.

Therefore, in this life, he will preemptively strike no matter what, and will never suffer such a big loss again.

Xie Ruzhuo released this news early on, and he officially mentioned it when he went to court. As Liu Yaner guessed, the civil officials headed by Sun Bingde strongly opposed it.

The reason is that Dongyue dispatched troops. If they could not return to the court as soon as possible, they would have to wait until winter. Northeast Hengchuan is also very cold in winter, and the battle will be extremely difficult. Moreover, the treasury is short of money at this time, and it cannot support the long-term battle after winter. Wait for the spring of next year before going south.

Xie Ruzhuo also thought so if there was no painful price in the previous life. There is really no advantage for them to send troops at this time, and it looks like they are going to die.

Xie Ruzhuo said: "We went south to rescue the emperor's grandson, Xu Zishen will not be so willing to suffer a dull loss, he will definitely fight back. Now that his soldiers and horses have recovered enough energy, it is very likely that they will send troops. It is better to be passive than to be passive at that time." We're going to be the first to take the initiative."

Han Zhen, Minister of the Ministry of War, asked: "How dare Your Majesty be sure that Xu Zishen is going to send troops at this time? Since we are not sure, why should we take risks?"

Xie Ruzhuo sighed, of course he couldn't say that because he was reborn, he just knew everything, but if you said how sure Xu Zishen really wouldn't move, it would seem meaningless, we were just going around a dead end together.

"Your Majesty is eager to restore the country, and so are the ministers. It's just that there is a shortage of soldiers and generals in the court, and the treasury is unable to make ends meet. The next battle in the South a month ago has consumed a lot of material resources and manpower. If you want to mobilize troops again soon, the morale of the army and the people will be unstable. ’” Sun Bingde spoke anxiously on rare occasions, “This is definitely not the time to be belligerent, Your Majesty.”

Militarism is not a good word, Sun Bingde regards him as a warlike emperor.

Xie Ruzhuo thought about it carefully, and understood why the civil servants had to oppose this matter with the same hatred.

Since ascension to the throne, Xie Ruzhuo has done several things with great fanfare that are related to the military. In the eyes of the civil officials headed by Sun Bingde, this is a dangerous signal-the emperor wants to support the military forces and suppress civil officials.

This time they not only couldn't understand the emperor's risky behavior, but also fought back against the emperor secretly.

Dayu established the country with martial arts. After the founding of the country, Tai Zu was afraid of the power of military generals and turned to supporting civil servants. Later emperors would rather watch civil servants fight rather than see military generals in power and have the opportunity to rebel.Except for the four major military bases in northern Xinjiang, there are no powerful generals in the DPRK, and even the three great battalions that were once glorious have gradually declined.

In the previous life, Xie Ruzhuo and the civil servants headed by Sun Bingde fought for most of their lives. This group of people is really admired and hated.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows irritably, and said: "Let's stop here for today, let's discuss it later."

After leaving Chongzheng Hall, he wandered aimlessly in the palace, stopped suddenly, and asked the courtiers behind him: "Du Fangzhou is in Shishan Pavilion?"

The minister bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, Xueshi Du will enter the palace to give lectures to His Highness the Crown Prince before the hour today. He will speak for a day and will leave in the evening."

Xie Ruzhuo stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then turned his head and walked towards Shishan Pavilion.

Shishan Pavilion is located in the north of Chongzheng Hall. It is a small palace. It used to be the emperor's book pavilion in the past, and it was also used by the prince who accompanied Qiu Lie. Now it is reserved for the prince Xie Mingting to study.

Xie Ruzhuo did not disturb the courtiers outside the hall, quietly stood at the door to watch Xie Mingting inside the hall.

In his previous life, he was worried about losing his hair because of this unlucky child's love of playing and not studying. Looking at it again today, he still couldn't escape the fate of hair loss.

At this time, there is no lecture in the hall, Xie Mingting presumably wants to write an article, the rice paper on the table only has a few big characters, Xie Mingting is holding the pen but has closed his eyes and dozed off bit by bit, the wet ink on the tip of the pen dripped onto the Bai Xuan was unconscious.

Du Ruo, who sat down and hadn't turned a few pages of the book, looked up and saw this scene, shook her head and sighed, got up and walked to Xie Mingting's desk, and called softly, "Your Highness?"

Xie Mingting hummed twice, but remained silent, still immersed in sleep.

"Xie Mingting!" Xie Ruzhuo wasn't as good-tempered as Du Ruo, and walked in aggressively, "Did someone write articles for you in your dream?"

The cold air hit the back of his head, Xie Ruzhuo woke up suddenly, he hurriedly drew ink on his face with a brush, turned his head and looked at Xie Ruzhuo who was wrapped in frost, and bowed obediently: "Uncle Emperor..."

Du Ruo seemed to be looking at Xie Ruzhuo, smiled at him gently, and was about to kneel down, Xie Ruzhuo took the first step to support him, and smiled back: "Sir, don't be too polite."

There was still a smile on this side, and when he turned his head to see Xie Mingting, Xie Ruzhuo immediately lost his smile, but remembering that in his previous life, he pushed too hard, which made his nephew even more resistant. The two uncles and nephews did not like each other in the early stage, and the rift in the later stage could only deepen.

Xie Ruzhuo dispelled his anger, helped Xie Mingting up, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the ink on his face, and asked in a gentle voice, "So sleepy?"

Xie Mingting was naughty since he was a child, and he was used to being scolded for being distracted by his studies. He thought that the emperor's uncle would scold him severely, but he didn't expect to be angry soon, and gently wiped his face. He opened his round almond eyes to see Xie Ruzhuo, no longer afraid, pouted and said, "I'm going to get up not long after Yinshi in the morning, I'm really sleepy..."

Xie Ruzhuo also had to get up at the right time to dress and wash when there was a court meeting. After a court meeting, he was sleepy and tired. Thinking of this, he nodded: "Well, you are still young, so you still need to sleep more, indeed. It's a bit early. Start tomorrow, and get up again after [-] o'clock."

The emperor's uncle was not only not angry, but also allowed him to sleep for an extra hour so easily, Xie Mingting grinned to his ears, cheered, and threw himself into Xie Ruzhuo's arms: "Long live the emperor!"

After coming to Lezhou, Xie Mingting ate his face round again, with some baby fat on it, Xie Ruzhuo pinched his face, thinking: Xie Mingting was still very cute when he was young, if I can treat him better in this life, They didn't dislike it when they were young, and they didn't doubt it when they grew up. Will their uncle and nephew have a happy ending 30 years later?

"However, you still have to read your book carefully. From tomorrow onwards, I will ask Du Qing how you are doing every day." Xie Ruzhuo said with a straight face, "If you don't perform well, I won't hit you, but you don't I want to eat snacks, and I don’t want to play for the next seven days. The only places I can go are your bedroom and Shishan Pavilion. Did you hear that?” Seeing Xie Mingting purse his mouth, he was a little amused, “But if you behave well, I will Just ask someone to make you different snacks every day, which are guaranteed to be something you have never eaten before. I can also teach you horseback riding and archery, take you out of the palace to play, and take you to eat more delicious food."

Xie Mingting swallowed his saliva, as if there were countless snacks that were more delicious than jujube cakes, and he could ride a horse out of the palace to play freely...

Isn't it just memorizing a few articles and writing a few words?

Xie Mingting, you can do it.

"Uncle Huang, I will definitely work hard." Xie Mingting was afraid that Xie Ruzhuo would regret it, so he nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice, "I must work hard every day." He suddenly remembered something, looked up at Xie Ruzhuo, "Uncle Huang, Shen Experience said You will teach me horseback riding and archery, but I heard that you are also learning."

Hearing Shen Ci from Xie Mingting's mouth, Xie Ruzhuo frowned slightly. He didn't understand why Shen Ci said that. After thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong. Probably Xie Mingting was arguing for Shen Ci to teach him when he was returning, and Shen Ci was coaxing him His Majesty will teach it himself.

Thinking about it, he was still happy in his heart: Shen experience can only teach me, not you, little brat.

Xie Ruzhuo, who didn't feel naive to compare with an eight-year-old child at all, smiled kindly, and said, "Shen experience teaches me first, and I will teach you later. Is there any problem?"

Xie Mingting scratched the back of his head blankly: "Okay, it seems to be all right..."

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