"I am here to see you, Your Majesty.
Long live Your Majesty."
The emperor sat on the dragon chair, listening to the worship of the ministers, and showed a faint smile, "All ministers are on equal footing."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The rays of the rising sun shone on his face, warming his brows.
He said: "I have been in poor health these days, and I have been busy with everything.
After delaying these days, Beiyi must have done a lot."
His eyes fell on Qian Lin, the Minister of the Ministry of War, and Qian Lin took a step forward.
He said: "Your Majesty, what you expected is true.
After Murong Tian was trapped, his cronies tried to invade our border several times, but they were all stopped by Empress Dowager Murong."
"Empress Dowager Murong," the emperor's eyes were slightly moved, but he regained his composure in a blink of an eye, "I won't say anything else.
Although the Beiyi are rebellious this time, they have not raised troops yet.
I want peace, but I don't know what you think."
"This" Town Duke Xu Hao and Qian Lin looked at each other.
They had always advocated war and did not agree with peace talks.
Xie An twirled his beard and said: "The people have not recovered their livelihood, so peace talks are naturally the best.
I have no objection."
"In that case, what about the candidates for the peace talks?"
The emperor glanced around the palace and finally lowered his eyelids, "Zhuang Qing, I heard that you have a son, young Minhui.
I wonder if you would be willing to share my worries."
"It is Quanzi's blessing to be able to share the emperor's worries, so naturally he is willing."
Father Zhuang spoke the standard answer skillfully, with a hint of flattery on his face.
"Your Majesty, Mr.
Zhuang has no reputation, so I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to go here."
The emperor looked up and saw Huang Yushi from the Yushitai.
He coughed, covered up the impatience in his eyes, and said indifferently: "There was no fame before, but now there is an oral decree passed down to me: I will promote Zhuang Jin to the rank of General Yunhui, and rank him as a subordinate.
After he returns to the capital after peace talks, , and then seal it with an express decree."
"Wei Chen, thank you for your kindness."
Father Zhuang came out to thank everyone in front of everyone's envious or jealous eyes.
When he left Chao, Father Zhuang was surrounded by several ministers.
Xie An smiled and walked out with Xu Hao.
"Your Majesty is really kind to the banker, I'm worried."
Xu Hao squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, sighing.
Xie An shook his head, "Your Majesty is my student, he is not Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty, so there is no need to worry.
This has made all the parents in the world feel that they will not be reborn as boys and reborn as girls."
He sneered, "That's just a dream."
"The imperial concubine is the only one in the harem, and the court has repeatedly favored the banker.
If it weren't for the imperial concubine's advice, I really can't figure out why the emperor favors them."
Xu Hao was puzzled.
With a smile on his lips, Xie An waved to him, gesturing for him to come over.
Xu Hao leaned over and heard Xie An utter two words: "Confidant."
He stepped back and said with cupped hands: "The weather is cold, I can't stay outside for a long time, so we say goodbye.
Brother Xu will come to me another day."
I'll be waiting for you with some warm wine at my house.
I'll take my leave."
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"Farewell."
Xu Hao stood there and watched him walk away, chewing on those two words twice before he realized what he said.
The emperor had just ascended the throne, and the top people in the Taisun sect at that time were only him and Xie An, but they were already quite old, and the emperor wanted to support his cronies.
It is nothing new to have one emperor and one courtier.
But the question is: since the emperor already holds great political power, why does he still need to distinguish between close relatives and distant friends?
Could it be that among these hundreds of officials, there is still someone whose master is not the emperor?
No wonder that old guy Xie An is so cautious.
Huh, Xu Hao shook his sleeves and went to the house.
"My master is very happy.
The governor specially ordered me to come and report to my master that this morning at court, the emperor personally appointed Mr.
Zhuang as a general and a first-class servant."
The little eunuch came to announce the good news with great joy, and his slender voice sounded indistinguishable from male to female.
"What a shame, how old are you?"
Bai Cha looked at his thin figure and couldn't help but ask.
"Reply to my sister, this slave is nine years old."
"Only nine years old."
Bai Cha sighed sympathetically.
Zhuang Zhao glanced at her, and Bai Cha quickly lowered his head.
"Thank you for your hard work.
Take these."
Zhuang Zhao grabbed a few silver coins and gave them to him.
"Take them to honor your father and grandfather.
This" she took another bamboo sachet.
"These are for you.
Take it."
"Slave August, I would like to thank my master for your great kindness."
He kowtowed to Zhuang Zhao smartly and with some solemnity, and slowly withdrew.
"Master, slave," Bai Cha said timidly, not knowing what he had just said wrong.
Zhuang Zhao sighed, pulled her to sit down on the couch, and said sincerely: "I know you mean well.
But when they enter the palace, they don't want to mention this matter.
If you show more sympathy and mercy, they will only become more and more angry.
It’s better to treat it with a normal heart.”
Bai Cha said thoughtfully: "I understand, my slave.
Thank you for your teaching, Master."
In this way, the feelings she showed towards the cold-faced ghost in the past were all disgusting to him.
No wonder he didn't want to talk to her.
Bai Cha lowered his head in frustration and said dullly, "I'll go and bring you some soup for my master."
Zhuang Zhao smiled quietly and said, "Go."
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