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Chapter 390: Precarious
Liu Enjing and Xu Xiaogong were walking side by side and talking quietly in the brave camp. Neither of them felt very good. When His Majesty decided to recruit Xiaoyong, not everyone in the court objected. At that time, no one among the generals thought there was anything wrong with this. After all, they didn't worry about money, food, and armor.
No matter how powerful the Sui Dynasty was, the loss of 700,000 horses in the northwest was not a small number. What is lost must be made up for, and recruiting brave men is the way to go. But no one expected that in less than half a year, everything that the civil servants had foreseen would happen. The national treasury was gradually unable to support these brave supplies of food and grass, because it was not just the 800,000 horses that Yunji was stationed outside Chang'an now that needed to be paid.
Those soldiers who were selected as unqualified would have their travel expenses and food distributed according to the emperor's decree. As a result, many people came under the banner of defecting to the army and returned with some money and food. The expenditures made by the state treasury in the past five months are staggering.
The more kind and generous your Majesty is to the brave men, the greater the contribution of the imperial court.
?Then there¡¯s security.
Gyeonggi-do is originally the most benign area in the world. For example, when Fang Jiegang came to Chang'an and passed by Gyeonggi-do, he couldn't even see a beggar on the street. Children from rich families dare not act recklessly, and scoundrels dare not act presumptuously. Fang Jie once praised highly that if the world was so peaceful and prosperous, it would not be difficult for the Sui Dynasty to last for thousands of years.
But now, the warriors gathered in several acropolis outside Chang'an City, and they were overcrowded. These people go out to hang out when they get bored after training. A group of energetic young people, it is inevitable that there will be times when someone doesn't like them, and fights are common. Some fought because they were drinking and fighting over seats, and some fought because they went to a brothel to snatch women. Among them, the fierce ones did not need a reason to fight, they just wanted to fight.
These two things alone caused the entire Sui Dynasty to be in dire straits.
With His Majesty¡¯s decree, the local officials did not dare to punish these brave men too harshly, but a warning would be meaningless to them.
The bad nature of people is that the more they are used to it, the more they become presumptuous.
Those tough-mouthed censorship doctors at the Censorship Station are handing out documents like snowflakes these days. But nine out of ten of these details will not come before His Majesty. In the court room of the inner court, there is the Huangmen Shilang who is on duty every day. There are four bamboo baskets on his left and right sides.
There are notes on the bamboo basket with priorities written on them.
Only the memorials in the two bamboo baskets, serious and urgent, will be immediately presented to Changchun Garden. And this distinction is all in Pei Yan's mind. Pei Yan threw the memorial into the slow-character bamboo basket without even looking at it. No one knows how long this reprieve will last.
In the past year, His Majesty has stepped up his efforts to train the prince. He took a lot of time to personally teach the prince, and even started to let the prince learn to mark memorials. Regarding this, not only the people at Yushitai could not stand it, but also many important officials in the court felt that it was too much. In terms of age, the emperor was in his prime in the Spring and Autumn Period. If nothing unexpected happened, there would be no problem in sitting on the throne for another twenty years.
The emperors of the Sui Dynasty lived a long life, and only a handful of them died before the age of seventy.
It¡¯s okay to train the prince earlier, but now it should be a matter for the officials in the East Palace. Although the Prince's Attendant is still vacant, which of the great bachelors in Wenyuan Pavilion and Shuhua Pavilion is not full of economics and real talent?
Within a year, the court became less stable.
Liu Enjing and Xu Xiaogong walked side by side, talking while walking. The two of them have been friends since they were in the Southern Shang Kingdom, and have been in love for decades.
"Instead of doing this, it is better to urge your Majesty to send troops as soon as possible."
Liu Enjing sighed and said: "Nearly a million people are gathering in Gyeonggi Province. If this continues for a long time, there will be trouble. Training can be done. We can train them on the east bank of Yishui River. Let them see what the rebels are doing and the battlefield. What¡¯s going on? There are so many people outside Chang¡¯an City, what if someone instigates it¡ It¡¯s unimaginable!¡±
Xu Xiaogong nodded: "The only thing we can do is this. In the past, when His Majesty was in a hurry to send troops, we persuaded him. Now His Majesty is not in a hurry and wants to see how many brave men come, but we are in a hurry."
"This time, that time."
Liu Enjing said: "You and I are both veterans, we can't pretend to be deaf and dumb."
"Your Majesty also attaches great importance to Niu Huilun, the academician of Wenyuan Pavilion, and Zong Lianghu, the Minister of the Ministry of War. Why don't you and I serve as hosts tonight and treat them to a drink? If you can persuade them to jointly submit a letter, maybe your Majesty will take it seriously. ¡±
"That's good"
Xu Xiaogong thought for a while and said: "However, your Majesty appointed the assistant ministers a while ago, Huangmen Shilang Pei Yan, University Scholar Niu Huilun, and the Ministry of War ShangShuzong Lianghu¡ there are three of us, let¡¯s invite two of them, will you¡¡±
"who cares!"
Liu Enjing said angrily: "The villain is in charge! Don't worry about him."
Xu Xiaogong sighed, the two generals who were supposed to be heroic and ambitious were full of worries.
Changchun Garden
The emperor looked at the crowded melon stand outside in a daze. His spirit has been getting worse and worse these days. I used to be able to stare at the memorial all day without losing focus, but now I can't concentrate more and more. Especially when the sun is warming up in the afternoon, my eyelids begin to droop involuntarily. Sometimes he would fall asleep just by sitting on the earthen bed, but when he woke up he would feel even worse.
Eunuch Bingbi Su Buwei glanced at the emperor, worry flashing in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, if you are tired, please take a rest."
The emperor suddenly smiled, as if he remembered something happy.
"Do you still remember that not long after Fang Jie arrived in Chang'an City, I summoned him to the palace. He was outside this house, hiding behind the rockery rocks and stealing my cucumbers to eat."
This is indeed interesting. Su Buwei couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it: "The first thief in history who dared to steal things in Changchun Garden."
"He has no ghosts in his heart. He picks things to eat when he feels hungry. Some people have ghosts in their hearts. They are obviously hungry but pretend that nothing has happened. They drool while looking at the cucumbers and stand upright sanctimoniously Relatively speaking, I prefer the temper of that little thief in your mouth."
He paused for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something.
"It seemed like someone came just now, who was it?"
The emperor rubbed his brow and asked.
"Luo Weiran, the commander of the Imperial Guards Department, said he had something to ask for and has been waiting outside for a while."
"Pass it in."
The emperor waved his hand and sat up straight.
Outside the window, two little maids were playing with His Highness the Crown Prince Yang Chengqian. The prince, who will turn ten in another month, looked at the green cucumbers and asked: "My father said that there was once a thief who stole his cucumbers to eat, but my father felt that this little thief was still a talent, so he did not blame him." , and I plan to let him be my attendant His name is Fang Jie, but I don¡¯t remember whether I have seen this person before. "
The pretty little palace maid shrugged and said, "A little thief is a little thief, and Your Majesty is too tolerant. If you ask me if you steal something, you should be pulled out and beaten to death!"
The prince raised his brows, turned to look at the little palace maid, and said coldly: "You can hold your own! Do you dare to question what my father said? You have become more and more wanton recently! Kill with a stick, kill with a stick, do you know what death with a stick is? Do you know the dead? What does he look like? He is so cruel at this age. If he is not disciplined, he may say something treacherous in the future!"
The little palace maid who usually played very well with the prince was startled and started crying even before he was beaten. She looked at the prince sadly, thinking that the prince would be soft-hearted. But after waiting for a while, she realized that the prince's eyes were still cold.
So she raised her hand and started to slap her mouth.
Seeing this scene, the emperor sitting by the window smiled again.
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Luo Weiran stood with his body bowed, without raising his head. He hadn't seen the emperor for a month and was already used to this kind of cold treatment. The emperor said a while ago that he trusted him, but Luo Weiran knew that it was just the emperor's way of comforting people. The Supreme Being in front of him does not trust anyone in his heart. The Sui Dynasty was founded more than a hundred years ago, and the emperor in front of him was the first person who was not at ease with the old dean Wan Xingchen.
"I remember telling you that if you have anything to do in the future, just go to the sign and come in."
The emperor said calmly: "There is no need to wait outside."
Luo Weiran lowered his head and said, "Eunuch Su said that your Majesty has been a little tired these past two days, so I dare not disturb you."
The emperor hummed: "What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty, the imperial convict Yang Yin has asked to see Your Majesty again."
The emperor frowned slightly and said nonchalantly: "He lived a long life, and the prison didn't control his mouth Why do you want to see me?"
"I don't know, he just begs me every day to inform him that he wants to see His Majesty."
"So you are soft-hearted?"
The emperor glanced at Luo Weiran. Although his tone was calm, the meaning behind his words made people shudder.
"I don't dare, I just don't dare to delay. Yang Yin is a repeat offender, and I cannot neglect my responsibilities."
"I understand."
The emperor waved his hand impatiently: "If you have nothing else to do, just stand down and tell Yang Yin to let him live well in the prison. He should eat when he should eat and sleep when he should. Don't kill him when I want to."He is dead. I will see him sooner or later. Now is not the time. "
"I obey the decree"
Luo Weiran smiled bitterly in his heart, bowed and retreated.
"Wait¡¡"
When he walked to the door, the emperor suddenly changed his mind: "Bring him to Changchun Garden, I want to hear what else he wants to say to me, and why he has the face to see me!"
Luo Weiran responded and then exited Qionglu.
When he was going out, he saw the little eunuch Mu San winking at him and slipping out a small paper ball from his sleeve. When Luo Weiran passed by him, he walked over and stepped on it, pretending to tidy up his boots and picked up the paper ball. Hold it in the palm of your hand. He didn't dare to read what was written on the paper ball in Changchun Garden. He didn't open the paper ball until he got on the carriage. After just one glance, his face suddenly turned pale.
"No wonder no wonder!"
He murmured.
There was pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the carriage. He meditated for a while, picked up the pen and wrote a short message, chatting for more than ten words, but every word was extremely heavy. After writing, he put the letter into a small iron box and sealed it with wax. Halfway through, he stopped the carriage, casually walked into a restaurant, and bought a pot of old wine and a pound of cooked beef.
Half an hour later, the iron box containing the secret message was in the hands of Wu Yiyi, the Hou of Sanjin.
Wu Yiyi opened the fire paint, opened the letter and read it, and his expression changed drastically. This deep man, who always had a calm appearance, actually had an indescribable worry and fear in his eyes. I don¡¯t know what happened, but it was able to frighten both the commander of Ouchi¡¯s bodyguard office and the boss of the world-famous goods dealer.
Wu Yiyi was silent for a while, sealed the letter again, and then called a confidant.
"Send it to Huangyang Road in person as quickly as possible, find Fang Jie, and hand it over to him with your own hands. This thing is too important. You can die, but the thing cannot fall into the hands of others. If necessary, destroy the thing. You If you die, I will treat your family well."
This confidant clasped his fists: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, my subordinates know what to do!"
He stuffed the iron box into his arms and put it close to his heart, then turned around and went out.
After his cronies left, Wu Yiyi seemed to have lost all his strength in an instant. He leaned slumped on the chair, his face still ugly.
After being silent like this for a long time, he exhaled a long breath from his mouth.
"The Great Sui Dynastythe storm is precarious"
He stood up, walked to the window and looked at the sky outside, dazed.
A huge secret was like a huge stone weighing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.