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

For the next two days, Zhong Lang fought hard to save his useless character, but the ministers seemed to think that he was hiding his clumsiness.

In the end, Zhong Lang had no choice but to look for Wen Yao with a somber face.

There is a light layer of snowflakes in front of the door of the side hall, and inside the house, a fireplace is emitting hot smoke.

Wen Yao was reviewing his homework, his eyes flickered slightly, and when he saw Zhong Lan's angry figure, he asked gently: "Your Majesty, is there something that bothers you?"

"The ministers misunderstood me because of the celebration ceremony," Zhong Lang sat next to him, and picked up the teacup, "We have to find a way."

Wen Yao pondered for a moment: "What can I do for you?"

Zhong Lan stroked his chin, squinted his eyes in thought, and suddenly, a trace of joy surrounded his beautiful eyebrows: "Tell me, if I favor beautiful women and disregard the world, will I be a qualified fool?"

Wen Yao: "?"

"I can't find any other beauties for the time being, will you help me?" Zhong Lang seemed convinced, and took Wen Yao's hand, "I will take you with me when there is a regular meeting of the military department. No matter how much other monarchs love a beauty, they will not let her go to the government hall."

Wen Yao seemed to be stunned by Zhong Lang's thoughts and nodded, but when Zhong Lang turned around, he narrowed his eyes and licked the corners of his mouth.

The role of the evil concubine in disaster.

Sure enough, when Wen Yao followed Zhong Lang into the regular meeting of the military department, the faces of the ministers were torn off.

Zhong Lang stopped suddenly, turned around, and took Wen Yao's hand in full view: "Be careful not to trip over."

Wen Yao followed that hand affectionately, and took Zhong Lan's arm into his embrace: "Your Majesty, too."

The ministers trembled in excitement, and were about to salute when they suddenly caught Wen Yao's eyes.

Wen Yao glanced sharply at them from an angle that Zhonglan could not see, as if warning them not to spoil Zhonglan's pleasure.He was born with the oppression of the superior, and the sharpness cultivated from the darkness made the ministers jump in their hearts, unable to say a word.

"You sit there."

Wen Yao's face changed, and the spring breeze blew on his face: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Minister: "..."

Just after the etiquette, the minister was preparing to discuss matters, when the guard who sent the message rushed into the hall: "Your Majesty's messenger is waiting in the front hall, something serious has happened."

Everyone looked at each other and quickly followed behind Zhong Lan.

In the front hall of Shengyun Hall, the charcoal fire scorched the hall scorching hot.

The messenger knelt on the ground, but his face was still frozen white.

Seeing Zhong Lang enter the hall, he quickly handed over the envelope with both hands: "Your Majesty, the north is hit by a blizzard that is rare in a century, and the Zhenguan army is in trouble."

Zhong Lan opened the letter and quickly scanned the text on it.

On the one hand, there is a shortage of fuel in the military camps, and it is too late to transport supplies temporarily. The Zhenguan army stationed in the same place may cause massive frostbite and frostbite deaths; on the other hand, the northern Yan State is watching. There must be a surprise attack.

The Hubu Shangshu who came with him said in a heavy tone: "Your Majesty, this snowstorm is unprecedented, and the northern passage is paralyzed. It will take at least ten days to transfer fuel oil from the warehouse and go north. The Marquis of Zhenyuan may not wait until the day when the supplies arrive."

Zhong Lan put down the letter, frowning slightly, his expression wandering.

In fact, there are precedents for similar things. It is nothing more than giving up a small part of the marginal army, using as much fuel as possible to ensure the use of elite troops, and dragging until the supplies arrive.

but……

The Minister of the Ministry of War, who had been silent all this time, caught the entanglement in Zhong Lan's expression, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Kingdom is a snowy field, so it must have been prepared long ago. Once the Zhenguan army retreats, the five cities of Beiyuan will be exposed to the eyes of Yan Kingdom. Your Majesty, Wan You must not retreat."

The Minister of the Ministry of War followed him and bowed down: "Your Majesty, I believe that the most elite soldiers can last until the supplies arrive."

Zhong Lan was dressed in a warm mink fur, with his delicate chin buried in the fur. It was delicate and gentle, but it suddenly gave off an incomparably stable sense of trust.He turned his head and looked out the window. It was warm and hot inside Shengyun Hall, but the ice and snow outside the wall was ruthless.

He sighed softly, and the hot air went around the white teeth: "You can't give up the edge to support the elite."

"Think twice, Your Majesty! Don't retreat!" Their hearts were half cold.

Some time ago, they thought that Xin Guojun was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and they would definitely not pretend to be confused when it came to such an important decision; they never thought that Xin Guojun's benevolence of women was actually true!

"There's enough time."

Everyone looked up suspiciously, even Wen Yao looked at Zhong Lan with a serious expression.

Zhong Lang: "It takes ten days to transfer supplies from the military storage warehouse, but it only takes one day to get to the military camp from the northernmost snow city. At that time."

Hubu Shangshu was puzzled: "But Xuecheng is very small, there are neither garrisons nor warehouses, so why?"

"Order the city guards to mobilize the people to donate kerosene, and each kerosene account will be paid at the market price afterwards."

The ministers showed a look of extreme disapproval.Ever since the states split up and fought each other, every country has been resorting to military force, and the conscription and corvee are even more severe and cruel, which also makes the relationship between the government and the people very tense.Before the sound of horseshoes of officers and soldiers could be heard clearly, there was no one left in the alley.

"Those unscrupulous people have no good intentions. How could they willingly hand over the fire oil? It's just a drop in the bucket for the city defense army to search, and it will slow down the time..."

"Stop." Zhong Lang rolled the letter into a tube and pointed at them like a stick.

"What policy have I adopted in the past three years?"

"Hugh, rest and recuperate."

So it is said that it is a woman's benevolence. After all, it seems that only Xin Guo is recuperating in the whole world.

"In the past few years, what is the only crime I have used torture for?"

"Corruption and malfeasance."

He even dealt with many famous generals who oppressed the people because of this, making people laugh at disregarding the overall situation and losing the big because of small things.

Zhong Lan asked with a smile: "Since this is the case, will the people still hide from the officers and soldiers for fear of being arrested? If the Zhenguan army retreats, Syracuse will be the first target of Yan's aggression. The people know that the Zhenguan army is a barrier to resist the front." , why wouldn't you want to?"

The ministers looked at each other.

Zhong Lan snorted with a sneer, and said in a stern tone: "There are two routes. One route transfers fuel from the warehouse to the north; the second route dispatches messengers to Syracuse to deliver an order to collect kerosene for emergencies."

"As ordered!"

All the ministers retreated to get busy, only Yu Wenyao sat beside Zhong Lan.

"His Majesty."

Zhong Lan was just letting go of his airs, drinking tea to calm down the shock, the heat lingered on the tip of his nose, and even his tone was arrogant and lazy: "Huh?"

Wen Yao laughed, and then said calmly and solemnly: "You forgot? I don't know how to do these things. Today, it seems that this demon concubine, my minister, is of no use."

Zhong Lan's hand holding the teacup stopped in the air: "..."

Careless.

Two days later, the news came that the people in Syracuse not only cooperated abnormally, but even lined up scramblingly. Some wealthy families didn't even register their names, and they just gave things to the Zhenguan army.

When Minister of the Ministry of War came to report the good news, he was extremely happy, and after the report was finished, he was still very excited: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect that before..."

Zhong Lan's eyes widened, his expression frightened: "Stop, stop talking!"

"...I didn't realize His Majesty's profound decision-making." He couldn't brake in time for the second half of his sentence, and fell out.

Zhong Lan: "..."

"Your Majesty is holy!" The Minister of the Ministry of War was in a dilemma, and in the end he knelt heavily and hurried away.

Hubu Shangshu, who came in line and waited for the report, saw him retreating, with a puzzled expression on his face, he turned his head to look at Zhong Lang: "Meet Your Majesty..."

Zhong Lan: "Stop, get to the point."

"...Your Majesty's sage is rare in ancient times."

Zhong Lan: "..."

It was getting late, and the air-conditioning in the north had been weakened several times, and it was circling southward, scraping the snowflakes into thin and messy layers, like a layer of cold veil.

Wen Yao was wearing a dark red and gilded fur coat with fluff and white trim at the neckline, wrapping him warmly in the snow silk.He was carrying the palace lantern, and Wu Yong was carrying the bookcase behind him, all the way back from the academy.

The wind was too strong, the snow was too chaotic, and the umbrella was almost useless. The two of them seemed to be walking in a turbulent current, taking one step at a time.

Wu Yong smiled secretly as he walked: "If His Majesty hadn't dragged you to cry and complain this afternoon, I guess you wouldn't have been punished so late by the teacher for being late."

Wen Yao's eyes were clear, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly.

Wu Yong muttered to himself: "If you want me to say, this Xin Guojun is also a wonderful person. He seems to be afraid that others will not know that he is a fool, and he doesn't know what he is thinking."

Wen Yao whispered, as if saying to himself: "I can't see through him."

He thought of the afternoon when Zhong Lan whispered in his ear angrily and annoyed: "I must give full play to the power of the monarch. From now on, everyone can only say that your majesty is stupid, and absolutely cannot say that your majesty is holy. This will definitely be the most stupid decision." !"

The smile on the corner of his mouth finally turned into an uncontrollable chuckle: "But, it doesn't matter if you can't see through."

The two went to the eaves of the corridor to put away their umbrellas.Today's wind was too loud, and the little maids on duty didn't notice that the two came back, and they were huddling together to chat and chew their ears not far away.

Wu Yong was about to clear his throat to remind them to greet them.However, Wen Yao stopped him: "Go in directly."

The two were about to push the door, when the words of the little maids slipped through the cold wind and pierced into their ears.

"This must be true! I worked as an errand in Young Master Yao's Palace before, so I must have read it right!"

Wen Yao shot suddenly, grabbed Wu Yong's hand pushing the door, and held his breath.

Wu Yong: "?"

Wen Yao was expressionless and focused, hearing more and more clearly.

"Young Master Yao likes dark red and gold-plated robes, and this time His Majesty gave Young Master Wen the same pattern."

"As well as the decoration of this side hall, His Majesty also ordered people to arrange it according to Young Master Yao's room."

"It's strange to hear that Young Master is being favored. Your Majesty loved Young Master Yao so much before. Could it be that he will be replaced overnight?"