reincarnated as king

As expected by Bei Gongdi, both Song Li and Bai Feng chose the first one—improving the formula and production of black fire medicine as the main task of the Weapons Bureau in the coming year.

Although this is a matter of extremely slow progress, in retrospect, if firearms are to be truly effective, gunpowder is fundamental.It's better to take advantage of the current peace in Dajin and solve this difficult bone.And those transformations such as artillery and thunder, it's okay to delay.

However, the formulation and development of gunpowder must be kept extremely secret.Bei Gongdi revealed a little bit that the location of the Yanjing Military Weapons Bureau was located on an isolated island. After someone took strict control, the two led the order to leave.If we proceed step by step, after two years, the interior of the Great Jin Dynasty will be peaceful, and Bei Gongdi can start his journey to expand the empire outward.

"What you said is true?" Chen Xiayang unhurriedly cut off a piece of the tea cake in front of him, put it on the side dish, rolled it carefully, and put it in the purple sand pot.

"It's true, how could I... speak lies..." The face of the man opposite was covered with a thin veil, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes that contained a trace of sadness and pain.

The rain fell from the eaves of the pavilion, and the hoarse wind was filled with the warm and green breath of spring, but the pavilion was full of chilling atmosphere.She watched as Chen Xiayang slowly scooped a spoonful of boiled rainwater out of the pot, tilted the wooden spoon slightly, and poured it into the pot, with the steam curling up, and his movements were indescribably comfortable and elegant.

"Queen, please use tea." Chen Xiayang didn't answer, but filled a small cup with fragrant tea and put it in front of her.

The wind blows up the veil, and under the looming veil is a beautiful face.Chen Peihua slowly picked up the cup, took a sip, and the heat spread to his body all at once, as if dispelling the bone-chilling cold in his limbs.

"I asked His Majesty," Chen Peihua said with a trace of exhaustion on his face, as if it was a trivial matter: "He said—except that Wushan is not a cloud."

The seven characters seemed to have some influence, and it seemed that there was no change. The sound dissipated in the wind and rain.

Chen Xiayang's face remained calm, but his pupils were tightly shrunk.

"... Cousin..." Chen Peihua looked straight into his eyes, his voice seemed to be at a loss, and there was also a hint of pleading and resentment.

After a long time, Chen Xiayang smiled gently, and said, "Queen, please go back."

The rain is cool to the bones, but it is not as cold as Chen Peihua suddenly felt.Chen Xiayang knelt down, and he said: "I will live up to my trust."

Beigong Di dropped a son, and the crisp sound of jade and stone hitting each other echoed in the palace. He said indifferently: "You are a rare guest." Not obvious, even unfathomable.

Chen Xiayang carefully looked at his appearance, the traces engraved between the eyebrows, the small movements of squinting or drooping the phoenix eyes.He also needs to rely on conjecture to judge the thoughts in the emperor's mind. Is the tacit understanding gone because of the separation of time, or the person in front of him has grown to a height that no one can detect?

To be honest, this is not important, because it is disrespectful to speculate on the emperor's heart with his subordinates.What's more, he also knew that someone might be able to stand side by side with the emperor.Chen Xiayang smiled slightly: "This time I left Beijing for two years and went back to West Desert." He dropped a son.

"Oh?" Bei Gongdi only replied one word and glanced at him.

Chen Xiayang went on to say: "The desert is extremely dangerous, and it has been on the verge of extinction several times. Fortunately, I still don't have the will to die in my heart. What Wang Jinggong said is good-the more dangerous it is, the more addictive and admirable it is. There are not many who can make the minister's heart shake because of the difference in the middle."

Bei Gongdi didn't answer the words, but said in the sound of falling chess: "Sooner or later, Western Desert will be included in the Jin territory." The words were arrogant yet extremely confident.

The admiration in Chen Xiayang's eyes became stronger, and there was even a trace of admiration and pride that he hadn't noticed.He smiled softly and said: "It's a pity that I don't know if I can live to that day—" His brows are full of hope and secret sadness, "Look at your majesty becoming the co-lord of the world."

Bei Gongdi suddenly raised his head and looked at him, suddenly his face turned cold: "Why are you here?"

Chen Xiayang still had a steady smile on his face, but he turned a corner and said, "Although the spectacle of the Western Desert is frightening, it is not as frightening as the subject's heartache after returning to Beijing. 'It is difficult to cover the eyes of the world with one hand.'"

Bei Gongdi looked at him extremely calmly, but it made people feel chill and oppressive.Chen Xiayang was extremely determined and held on until Bei Gongdi slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip of green tea: "How does the Mingqian Longjing in the Chaoran Pavilion taste?"

Chen Xiayang naturally knew that his every move could not be hidden from him. He is the emperor, but also the ruler, holding the all-pervasive factory guard.Therefore, Chen Xiayang just nodded slightly: "Good tea——Li Si's biography is also readable."

Before he finished speaking, Bei Gongdi put down the teacup heavily, with a "bang".Bei Gongdi's eyebrows and eyes gradually became hostile, which made people's heart palpitate. Even though he was polite to Chen Xiayang, he didn't mean that he could let him be like this. "Presumptuous!" he snapped.

Li Si, Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty—covers the sky with one hand and eliminates dissidents. Chen Xiayang compares him to him. In today's court, who else can he say except Fang Jingxuan, the chief assistant?

Chen Xiayang immediately left the table, knelt down, bowed his head and said: "The harem must not interfere in politics, even if there is no queen, the ministers must stop her!"

Bei Gongdi flicked his sleeves angrily, and the clear chess pieces made by Leng Yu fell from the table one after another, "ping ping pong pong" fell to the ground, white pieces and black pieces scattered into a ball, Chen Xiayang's heart skipped a beat.

Bei Gongdi's cold voice came from a high place: "When will anyone in this world be able to control me?"

Chen Xiayang lowered his head, unable to see his expression, he just said: "Your Majesty's business is the world's business. As the Son of Heaven, how can His Majesty go against the sky?"

"I am the sky!"

"However, Your Majesty wants to protect that person. How can you know that person, but you also have the same heart as you?" Chen Xiayang said coldly, and suddenly raised his head unexpectedly, and he saw the angry face of Bei Gongdi. He returned to his indifferent look without sadness or joy, his eyes suddenly turned to Bei Gongdi's hands clasped tightly on the table with white knuckles, and he smiled mockingly from the bottom of his heart.

Bei Gongdi's face was a little pale, and he forcibly suppressed the panic of being called Po's doubts in his heart, so as not to make people look timid.Although he made love with Fang Jingxuan, he was not the only one who was infatuated with him, but the rift was not without—it existed from the very beginning, and Bei Gongdi knew about it. I really have that thought: the joy of this moment is enough.However, Chen Xiayang said "wishful thinking"...isn't it?

Although his thoughts were chaotic, he didn't reveal anything on his face, he just said: "Why should I know?"

Chen Xiayang said again: "The officials of the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Officials, and the Ministry of Household Affairs of the capital, which ones are the only ones in the East Mansion, do you know your Majesty? Your Majesty does not know. I have been visiting for many days, but there are a few lists, but it is a little surprising. Your Majesty may ask A glance?" He smiled at Bei Gongdi, who turned his head away and closed his eyes.

However, Chen Xiayang calmly took out the thick stack of rosters in his arms, put them beside Bei Gongdi's desk, and knelt back to the original place.

He continued: "When I entered the capital, I heard that there is a saying of 'influenced by benevolence and virtue'. Now the position of the scholars in the Eastern Mansion is unshakable, and even the people have a good reputation and are very popular. Does your Majesty know?" If your majesty doesn't know, you can repeat what he said, and your majesty wants to listen?" Chen Xiayang pressed on every step of the way, without giving Bei Gongdi a chance to breathe, his cold voice sounded in the palace, with some trembling meaning:

"Your Majesty bestowed upon the East Mansion, relying on the East Mansion, but I don't know, how many things did that person do in the process of changing hands?"

Chen Xiayang raised the corner of his mouth and added the last bargaining chip. He knew that Bei Gongdi's trembling hands and slightly trembling eyebrows meant that he had wavered. "Your Majesty let the crown prince and Taifu come and go in and out of the East Palace at will. I don't know which one Fang Taifu would like to teach compared to Prince Gong's Beigong Yan or Prince Beigong Yuming. I go to the East Mansion with four doors open, and the courage is heart-breaking. But I don't know. I heard that the king thief was respectful and assisted the government before usurping the Han Dynasty, and Zhong Da was also responsible for entrusting Gu before his death. Can your majesty know that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge?"

Bei Gongdi's closed eyes trembled, with the factory guard in hand, how could he not know?

However, Fang Jingxuan is really... no, as Bei Gongdi, he believes in him, but as an emperor... he is not afraid that Fang Jingxuan will force the palace to usurp the throne, but that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. By yourself'.He opened his eyes, looked at the stack of papers on the table, and suddenly raised his hand to brush it off the table. The white paper flew into the air immediately, and some of them even flew in front of Chen Xiayang's eyes. It clearly stated that there were a lot of things that had a lot to do with Dongfu.

"I have my own plans." Bei Gongdi suppressed the irritability in his heart, but the demons that had arisen for no reason entangled him, making him restless.

Chen Xiayang nodded, and said with a sincere face: "I originally thought that His Majesty promoted Fang Jingxuan to the position of an extremely human minister in order to turn prosperity into a decline. Over the years, His Majesty has been hiding it, and I also think that His Majesty is waiting for you." Timing. It’s just that the imperial court is powerful, but His Majesty allowed it to become more and more violent, and even lost the balance of the court. So that the minister was so worried that he dared to ask His Majesty, is it still not possible to do it, or is His Majesty unwilling to do it?”

Bei Gongdi showed no mercy this time, he smashed the cup to the ground, and the blue and white ceramics shattered into pieces, as if the lines on it were broken like some fragile things, and it would be difficult to restore them to the original state.

"Fang Jingxuan—he is—involuntary," Bei Gongdi clenched his teeth and popped out these words. He looked at Chen Xiayang and said quickly, "What can I do if I am in that position?"

Chen Xiayang suddenly laughed mockingly: "Your Majesty, 'How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch?'"

Bei Gongdi's face gradually turned livid.He looked at Chen Xiayang coldly, and Chen Xiayang also looked at him.In a trance, Bei Gongdi appeared in front of Bei Gongdi's eyes. When he was 16 years old, he saw the scholar in green clothes in a bamboo garden in Yanji. Unfortunately, the appearance of the scholar talking about the world with a smile gradually disappeared. In front of him was a kneeling but persistent Admonishing courtiers.There was a trace of sincere concern in Chen Xiayang's eyes, that is, this trace of sincerity suddenly made Bei Gongdi feel as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle. Indescribably flustered, angry, and complicated filled him, making him unable to look away.

"Your Majesty, I just want to ask, if the country is in trouble, how does it compare to him?" There is a trace of cruelty and bitterness in Yingying's beautiful eyes.

"Zitong," he patted her back gently. "Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Xiayang stared at Bei Gongdi, seeing his impetuous heart and cold brows, and suddenly understood the sentence "Seeing each other is like not seeing each other, and being affectionate is like being ruthless".If he knew that Bei Gongdi would fall in love with Fang Jingxuan to such an extent, he would never have persuaded him "Fang Jingxuan must not be killed" when he attacked the capital.However, at this moment, countless images flashed before his eyes, and only one sentence remained on his lips: "What is there that I don't know, but I can't allow your Majesty to treat the world as nothing."

"Then what do you want me to do?" Bei Gongdi's eyes were red, staring at him closely, like a ghost, choosing someone to devour.

It's just that Chen Xiayang has followed him for so many years, and he already knows when he is really angry and when he is just a bluff.A kind smile appeared on Chen Xiayang's face, and he said coolly, "How about those old ministers of Wenxi?"

All the momentum and anger on Bei Gongdi dissipated in an instant. He slumped down on the chair, lowered his head halfway, and beat the table with his fingertips expressionlessly. in the temple.

"Your Majesty—it's not going to stop, it's not going to be messed up!" Chen Xiayang finished speaking in a slow tone, and knelt there quietly. I don't know how long it took until Bei Gongdi's unpredictable voice sounded.

"Go back."

Chen Xiayang walked out of Jingxin Palace, paused for a while outside the gate, and suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Fang Jingxuan that day, it was also like a crescent moon hovering in the sky, the man looked at him, and he was very happy. Stepped into the hall with his spine.

He hooked the corners of his mouth silently, with a mocking look and a trace of bewilderment on his face.The same choice as ten years ago was once again placed in front of the emperor with the same surname. The members of the Beigong family are really...

But so what, the Beigong family owed the Chen family in the first place.

Waiting for leisure to change the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is easy to change.

Bei Gongdi didn't know the relationship between Chen Xiayang and An Guogong, and he never thought that he, who was born in the north, would be connected with the Chen family, a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River.And only the queen in the world knows about it.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.