I really didn't take the emperor of the enemy country as a stand-in

"Who is the leader?"

Hubu Shangshu immediately replied: "Xin Guo Zhen Yuanhou."

Zhong Lan thought about it.Marquis Zhenyuan is a loyal minister for the country and the people, but his character is inflexible and stubborn. In the original book, after Hengze usurped the throne, he was convicted and beheaded for refusing to admit it.The Qing emperor's side usually becomes an excuse for rebellion, but he believes that the Marquis of Zhenyuan will not rebel.

Hubu Shangshu presented a complete memorial, describing in detail the cause, process, and result of the incident.As expected.

Since the new imperial court after the merger of the two countries was in the original Nanqiong, all the memorials were sent to Nanqiong for review by the veterans of the two countries. Qiong spit out the rest of the food, so he downplayed or skipped the matter while reporting layer by layer.

Zhenyuanhou and the others didn't know all this, and thought that their memorial had reached the capital intact, and the reason why they couldn't wait for assistance could only be because Zhong Lang was unable to make decisions, and Wen Yao, as a Nanqiong person, was partial.

This also convinced them that Zhong Lan, who never attended the court meeting, was emptied

It is impossible for the two countries to merge without gaps, and a little provocation can leverage the delicate relationship.

This uprising can be described as tragic.If it weren't for the mighty military force that attracted the capital's attention, no one in the court would even have known that the outer suburbs of Xin State would be reduced to a purgatory filled with starvation.They are not so much sending troops to crusade, as they are using this to gain attention and change their lives.

Zhong Lan squinted his eyes, his slender eyelashes covered the waves in his eyes, and he was as calm as a still water: "Find out who made those memorials for help. This matter is in charge of Mr. Zhang from the Criminal Department."

Hubu Shangshu had a premonition that this would be a rain of blood, his forehead was on the ground, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Then, you are responsible for the food."

Hubu Shangshu's spine stiffened.

He came to report today, because he was responsible for the food transfer.

He gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty, the grain and grass are indeed..."

"Last month, I had people renovate the original granary, and established an extremely strict flow system. Every time a stone of grain was stored in the warehouse, the longest stone of grain stored in the warehouse would be taken out and flowed into the market. This action can make the warehouse The reserve reserves remain the same and are not perishable." Zhong Lang said indifferently, "The grain transferred by Xin Guo not only relieved the urgent need, but also filled the granary. During the process, the quantity should remain unchanged, so why is there a shortage?"

Hubu Shangshu's expression suddenly changed.

Zhong Lang sneered: "I require the granary to register every day. Otherwise, this mobile system may become a leaky basin that cannot be entered."

"Your Majesty, calm down!" Hubu Shangshu was extremely frightened.

In previous years, as long as the accounts were balanced at the end of the year, everything would be fine.He always thought that the liquidity system was just a change of soup, and he was still waiting for the bad debts to be settled at the end of the year. How did he know that Zhong Lang kept everything in his mind!He is too late!

Wen Yao propped his chin, watched Zhong Lan's performance with great interest, and snapped his fingers in a timely manner, and the soldiers rushed in to escort the Minister of the Household Department.

Zhong Lang said coldly: "If he can't spit out enough food to quell the famine in the Xin Kingdom, then use his own private treasury to fill it."

The hall returned to silence.

Zhong Lan supported his forehead, and suddenly, his eyes fell to his side.

Wen Yao smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, what do you say if Zhenyuanhou is still filled with righteous indignation after the famine is quelled and refuses to retreat?"

"Isn't it a good thing that they came to help me get rid of you? Anyway, now that the Imperial Seal is in my hands, as long as I order to open the city gate and let the Marquis of Zhenyuan in, they will be able to rescue me from your hands." Zhong Lan was weak. He let out a sigh of relief, stared at the dark circles under his eyes and leaned haggardly on the table.

Wen Yao was not angry, and lightly hugged Zhong Lang. The latter did not struggle and was obediently put on the bed.Wen Yao tucked the quilt up for him: "Then I have to make amends to win His Majesty's heart, so as not to be killed by a piece of paper."

Zhong Lan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.He has been very calm recently, doing what he should do without thinking too much.He threw down the sentence "Wake me up when there is more news from Marquis Zhenyuan", and then fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Yao lowered the veil on the bed for him, then turned to look at the desk outside the screen.

Wu Yong came in immediately, holding a small wooden plate, on which were two huge memorials, and on it were Zhong Lang's increasingly irritable and flamboyant handwriting.

"The memorials are here for the past few days," Wu Yong said softly, "I'm afraid you will have to watch the second half of the night."

Wen Yao lowered his eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared, and turned to be extremely dignified.

In the past few days alone, he has learned a lot from the memorials that Zhong Lan's subordinates have approved.

He was bullied in the harem when he was young, so the young master went to be a proton.Literacy, reading, and the art of war, although the conditions are difficult, can still be learned from books, but governing the country is very difficult.Therefore, the South Qiong can only expand by constantly conquering and plundering outwards.

"Light up the lamp for Gu." Wen Yao turned to look at Zhong Lan, "Keep your voice down, don't wake him up."

The problem of famine in Xin Kingdom was alleviated.King Qin's army stopped their horseshoes. Although they did not disband, they no longer charged towards the capital.

Then came the cleaning of the interior of the South Dome.

Zhong Lan is already ready to make a mountain of memorials, every day when he opens his eyes, his neck feels sore, and he walks towards the study at the pace of being tortured——

The voice was terrified: "Have you changed your gender today?"

Wen Yao sat in front of the desk, rubbing his forehead: "Didn't Your Majesty remind you many times, do you want me to share the burden for you?"

Zhong Lan looked him up and down suspiciously, frowning, as if he didn't believe it.Wen Yao never cared about the so-called dress etiquette, and his black hair was often scattered, but today he neatly tied the broken hair behind his head, and fixed it with a linden wood hairpin to prevent the hair from dangling in front of his eyes.It looks a little bookish.

"Your Majesty is worried? Well, I am..."

"No, no, you come, you come." Zhong Lang immediately took active steps, and turned back to the bedroom without saying a word, "I'm still tired, let's go to sleep for a while."

Suddenly, a whole row of young eunuchs stood behind him, smiling, but holding two thick stacks of memorials in their hands: "Your Majesty, there are still these waiting for your approval."

Zhong Lang: "Isn't the Prince Regent handling government affairs today?"

Wu Yong put on a fake smile: "You misunderstood. Your Highness will share part of it for you, but the rest needs to be decided by you."

Zhong Lan turned his head, facing Shang Wen Yao's head raised from the desk.

Wen Yao hooked his lips and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, come."

Zhong Lan's face was swollen, and suddenly became gloomy, obviously unwilling.

"I don't know how to deal with officials who are dereliction of duty. Should I punish the nine clans or the ten clans?"

"The dam collapse and the upstream flood, which one should be dealt with first? Forget it, let's wait until the dust settles."

"Liang Guo came to marry, is it the younger sister of the orphan or the niece of His Majesty?"

……

"Stop, stop!" Zhong Lang walked to the table uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face, "Are you trying to piss me off and force me on purpose?"

Wen Yao Siwen smiled, and obediently gave up the position beside her.

"Move another table," Zhong Lang said angrily, "It won't be so poor, will it?"

"I have to watch His Majesty approving memorials, so that I can learn." Wen Yao raised his eyebrows.

"Forget it, it's hard to make up excuses for you." Zhong Lang didn't believe what he said, but still sat beside him angrily.

The chairs and sofas are very wide, more than enough for two people to sit on, and there is still a lot of space on the desk table.However, Wen Yao was always getting closer and closer, Zhong Lang was a little uneasy at first, but later on he got used to it, and was so absorbed in the memorial that he didn't bother to care about it.

The pen in Wen Yao's hand stopped at some point.He turned his head and stared closely at Zhong Lan's side face, the latter's eyes were calm and focused, warm and pure.

Unknowingly, he stretched out his hand, brushed gently over Zhong Lan's ear temples, and combed two strands of hair behind his ears.The moment the fingertips touched the pinna, a fine electric current passed through the inch where the two skins meet, Wen Yao's movements stopped, and Zhong Lan's pen also stopped.

Zhong Lan stared at the memorial, as if he was aware of the gaze beside him, a very itchy throbbing crawled through his heart, like a feather passing by.Breathing slightly, he didn't turn his head, turned over the memorial pretending nothing had happened, and picked up the next one.

He deliberately sighed: "Why are there so many..."

Wen Yao withdrew his hand, only seeing the people around him, and couldn't hide his smile no matter what.

Zhong Lang gradually got used to Wen Yao staring at him while approving memorials.And he found that as long as he dealt with similar problems once, similar memorials would appear in Wen Yao's memorial pile next time.

Gradually, Wen Yao's pile of memorials became higher and higher, and Zhong Lang had more free time every day.

He figured out the rules, and took the initiative to catch Wen Yao; once Wen Yao fell asleep in the study in his palace all night, and Wu Yong would wake him up in the morning, saying that His Majesty had urged him many times, why didn't he go?

Finally one day, Wen Yao told Zhong Lan to give him a day off.That day happened to be the bloody cleansing of the Nanqiong Dynasty, and the memorials submitted by the Ministry of Punishment were piled higher than people.

Wen Yao was dealing with it, when he looked up, he found Zhong Lan leaning against the door with his arms folded, with distrust on his face.

He couldn't help laughing.

What a worry.

After a few days, Zhong Lang felt relieved and couldn't even see anyone.

Until another thing - Marquis Zhenyuan.

Wen Yao handed over the affairs of Marquis Zhenyuan to Zhong Lan.It is really inconvenient for him to intervene in this matter.Zhong Lan also knew the estrangement in the middle. After all, the two countries have just merged, so it is normal for people to be wary.

At first, he handed over the token to the ambassador, and asked the old ministers who were far away in the country of Xin to rest assured and disband first.The Marquis of Zhenyuan dispatched troops suddenly and the conditions were difficult. Although Zhong Lang hoped that they could "save himself from the fire", he was unwilling to pay the price in blood for his loyal ministers.

Later, it was reported that the army had stopped in the territory of Xin Country and would not move forward; Zhong Lan was relieved, but the follow-up made him take heart again.

The army did not disband after several urgings.

"No monarch would dare to allow such a disobedient army to stay within the country's borders. Your Majesty, since you have ordered them to disband, now that they refuse to disband, it is already defiant."

One late night, Wen Yao folded his hands and leaned against the desk, staring at the memorial in Zhong Lan's hand with half-lidded eyes and coldly.

"Hurry them up again." Zhong Lan turned his eyes away.

The Marquis Zhenyuan in the original book is defined as a foolish and loyal courtier who is wholehearted.He is sure that he will not have a different heart, but he doesn't know the reason for the current situation.

"Your Majesty, you can handle it yourself." Wen Yao twitched the corners of his mouth tiredly, and turned around, "I still have some things to deal with, so I'm leaving first."

Zhong Lan raised his eyes subconsciously and wanted to grab his sleeve, but stopped after realizing it.

In the early morning, before dawn, Zhong Lan was awakened by a burst of voices.

"Your Majesty, it's me."

Li Yunbai?Zhong Lan frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

Before he escaped from Huxin Island, Li Yunbai was captured along with the mission.Later, Wen Yao forced Zhong Lan to release the captives before he ascended the throne, and it was they who brought the news of the merger of the two countries.

Why is Li Yunbai here again?

"Your Majesty, I am relieved that you are well."

Zhong Lan hurriedly helped Li Yunbai who was kneeling beside his bed: "What's wrong? Come at this time? How did you get into the palace?"

Li Yunbai said that most of the old ministers of the Xin Kingdom had recently moved to the new capital, and he came with the original palace servants.After asking several times, Wen Yao just refused to let him see Zhong Lan.But Wen Yao knew that he was Zhong Lan's confidant, so he didn't restrict his actions.He could only find such a time and sneak in.

A few days ago, Zhong Lan said that he was uncomfortable being watched, so Wen Yao removed the guards.However, it is impossible for Li Yunbai to avoid all the palace people, and the news of coming to see him will definitely reach Wen Yao's ears afterwards, and the troubles at that time will be settled in time.

"Your Majesty, I must see you." Li Yunbai was full of excitement, and leaned into Zhong Lan's ear, "I came with news."

"News?" Zhong Lan suddenly came to his senses, "Marquis Zhenyuan?"

He got up quickly, helped Li Yunbai to sit at the table, and asked carefully.

Li Yunbai nodded, his eyes were all red: "The Marquis of Zhenyuan has won the hearts of the local people. Now there is only Xinguo as the pure land in the world, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment. Everyone agrees that it is your credit. The Marquis of Zhenyuan raised his troops because of food, and because of the hearts of the people. The people are worried about your safety.”

Zhong Lan was also a little moved, and helped his hands: "You..."

"Don't worry, we won't let Nanqiong hold you back. We know that you don't have any power now," Li Yunbai suddenly said firmly, "I just came here this time to let you have expectations. The Qing Dynasty is imperative. Please rest assured." .”

Zhong Lan suddenly felt that something was wrong and got up immediately.

A voice came from outside the house, Li Yunbai got up quickly, and was about to leave in a hurry, his eyes were firm, and he finally left a word.

"We'll get you back all your powers!"

Zhong Lan tripped suddenly when he wanted to grab him!

He just handed over his work!

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