Chapter 72: He Shiqiu talked about two clear

At dinner, Nangong Jingnv sat at the table alone, and the position opposite was empty.
There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Nangong Jingnv's eyes looked up to the door as soon as she fell down.
Qiu Ju hit a blessing: "Return to Your Highness, the deep slave who sleeps on the horse, do not dare to bother, do you invite me again?"
"No need."
Nangong Jingnu barely ate a few mouthfuls, feeling a bit blocked, and put down her chopsticks: "My palace is full."
"His Royal Highness hasn't eaten anymore, should you use more?"
"No appetite, let's withdraw."
"……Yes."
Nangong Jingnu lay in bed at night, tossing and turning.
The thought of Qi Yan's intention to leave was extremely irritating, but there was nothing he could do.
She found that Qi Yan seemed to be warm and well-mannered, but in fact he was not salty: he could not see his mind, and could not guess likes and dislikes.
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Chaotang, the sky is bright.
Last night, at the border, an 800-mile emergency report came from the border. It was a letter written by Marshal Shangguanwu.
Shangguanwu said: He led an army to capture the rebel leader Qiyan Agula, and led 100,000 iron riders to chase northward day and night. No trace of the thief has been found all the way to the extremely cold place in the northern desert. The climate in the northern desert is harsh, and it is difficult for the army to march in quicksands.
Shangguan Wu also said that food and water sources are extremely scarce here. He speculated that Qiyan Agula had been buried in quicksand and asked His Majesty whether to continue the pursuit.
Nangong asked for four or nine to read the report in the hall and let the ministers express their opinions.
The courtiers were divided into two factions. On the one hand, they thought that cutting the grass would not take root, but that the spring breeze would blow and live again.
The other side thinks that the alien slaves have been eliminated by 90%. Even if Qiyan Agula is still alive, it is not a cause for fear.
The book instructed Xing Jingfu to carefully listen to the explanations of the two faction courtiers, and stood out with his hand held at Yuhu: "Your Majesty, you have something to say."
"Ok."
"The minister believes that the adults on both sides have a reason and can choose from them. From the report of General Zhenbei: The northern desert is not conducive to the advance of the army. It is better to order the army division to return to the DPRK and leave a small army to bring With enough water and dry food, remove the heavy armor and go light, and continue to search for the thief's whereabouts. "
Nangong let his beard growl: "Keep talking."
"I think the imperative for the imperial court is how to properly place the half a million people who were killed innocently in the battle of Qingyi. Although Qingzhou, Yizhou is north, it should be warmer in more than a month. If Improper resettlement of the bodies of these people may lead to epidemics, and Luobei ’s foundations will be weak, and once the epidemic breaks out, it will not be able to save itself. 500,000 is not a small number. Do these people still have family members? How to handle it? This is the top priority of the court. "
Xing Jingfu said something about Nangong Rang's heart, he always ruled the world with benevolence.
Although he ordered the killing of 1.3 million alien slaves to temporarily transfer the people's indignation, I don't know how many eyes are concerned about the follow-up of Luobei, and the people's hearts will be shaken by improper disposal.
Besides, there was a stare staring at him with a pen knife behind him. At first, he could sit on the throne, relying on the clever use of the pen and the voice of the people.
Nangong knows the power of the officials and the people, so that he can gain control of the world, and he can also lose the country if he loses it.
"Ai Qing is justified, the people in the world are all the people of Luo. Luo Bei was so distressed by these major events. I thought of driving Luo Bei to personally manage this matter. Unfortunately, I was too old, and I just walked away from Yongzhou. On a trip back, I was out of energy and couldn't travel long ... "
One of the courtiers stepped out silently, kneeling to the center of the hall.
The second prince, Nan Gong, worshiped three times and said aloud, "The emperor is playing, and his sons and daughters are willing to go to Luobei on behalf of the father and the king to handle the funeral of the people, control the epidemic, and rebuild the city."
Nangong snickered: The second child really wanted to stand up and go crazy!
Qi Yan's coup had broken the second into the abyss. These days the second is charming, and the father and the emperor have never looked at him squarely.
This group of courtiers saw the anger of their father, Huang Yan, and the second child was not a candidate for the prince. It had been a long time since the mention of the Prince Li had been mentioned.
Actually thinking about going to Luobei to grab power at this point? I don't think you know how to die, right?
Not to mention the beginning of the battle in Luobei, and the ferocious alien races scattered around, what kind of scene is this half a million corpses?
Recently, the weather has warmed, and the corpses may have smelled yellow pulp, and there is a danger of outbreak at any time. Even if the epidemic is not infected, he will be disgusted if he is sick!
Nangong let him look at Nangong Wei: It really needs a person who is "heavy enough" in the eyes of the people to come forward to preside over the overall situation, so as to turn the hearts of the people in one fell swoop.
Now the situation in the North Korea and China is unstable. This time the Luobei rebellion Lu Quan hid in Yaoquanshan and never showed up. The most hateful thing is that the students in Taiwei's government also turned into a passive war.
Thanks to Shangguan Wu, otherwise he would be embarrassed.
"Well, it's rare that you have such thoughts, and I'll let you ask."
"There is one more thing for the son-in-law to ask the emperor to answer."
"Say it."
"The son-in-law wants to recruit some doctors along the way, and also needs a lot of herbs and seeds to prevent the epidemic."
"Why use seeds?"
"Erchen thought: sometimes the epidemic is zoonotic, there are countless horses and cattle in Luobei, and Erchen is worried that the animal will drink the dirty water to infect the epidemic. So I want to find some seeds for pasture in the pasture to prevent the epidemic."
Nangong delighted Longxin and praised him, "Yes, you have thought very well this time, so you can see that you have learned a lesson."
"Thank you, Father."
Nangong shrugged and looked down, hoping that the second child could die in Luobei.
Nangong Ping came from a humble origin, so that he is the eldest son in name!
Nangong Jingnv paced in the main hall for a long time, and finally got lunch for ten.
Qiu Ju saw the owner's thoughts and said, "Ye Ma Ye has not eaten since yesterday, and she should wake up for a long time. The kitchen boiled the millet porridge that nourished her stomach, and the slave went here to ask her . "
...
Nangong Jingnv was sitting in Yushantang, with a deep heart.
There was another footstep, and the one who made her restless finally appeared.
Nangong Jingnv was slightly stunned, thought about it, and sat back again.
Qiuju retreated with a slave.
Qi Yan walked to Nangong Jingnv, raised her arms and bowed down, "Qi Yan, see Your Highness."
"sit down."
"Thank Your Highness."
Qi Yan sat down in her position and lowered her eyes. The main character didn't move her chopsticks, she could only wait quietly.
Nangong Jingnv took the opportunity to look at Qi Yan: But why did she lose weight without seeing it in a day? The redness and swelling on her right face had disappeared, giving her a little peace of mind.
"Let's have a meal."
"Yes."
Nangong Jingnv hesitated for a while biting chopsticks, but she took a bowl of millet porridge and put it in front of Qi Yan.
Awkwardly said: "Qiu Ju deliberately boiled this house and said it was to nourish the stomach. This house doesn't like to eat millet porridge ... you eat it for this house."
Qi Yan retracted her gaze and whispered, "Thank Your Highness."
Nangong Jingnu was silent.
She always felt that there was something missing between them, and she finally saw it through this matter.
Qi Yan hasn't changed since the big wedding, it's respect for himself.
Even if he was beaten in anxiety, it was nothing more than to let him hide for a day and then resume "as before".
She tried hard to find even a little "unnatural" from Qi Yan's face, but found nothing.
Is it that this person has to be so obstructive of their identity, or ... is everything before them an illusion?
The thought of Nangong Jingnv feels her heart sour, and she has no appetite when watching the table full of food.
After Qi Yan quietly ate her porridge, she saw that Nangong Jingnu barely used chopsticks, and got up and served Nangong Jingnu with a bowl of soup: "Her Royal Highness, use it a bit."
Who knew that Nangong Jingnu fell off her chopsticks and turned away.
Qi Yan looked at the other person's escaped back, and her deep eyes did not set off a wave. He groaned and chased after him.
This road must go to the end anyway.
How heavy is 1.3 million lives? I wo n’t feel guilty anymore ...
Qi Yan followed not far and close, and went all the way back to the hall.
Nangong Jingnu plunged her head into bed, but heard Qi Yan's voice coming: "You go down first."
"Yes."
She buried her head in the quilt and raised her ears to watch the movement in the temple.
Qi Yan sat to the bed and called softly, "His Royal Highness?"
...
"His Highness is still angry? Chen's face is still faintly aching."
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"If His Royal Highness ignores his ministers, then the ministers can only proclaim his guilt?"
Nangong Jingnv sat up and said angrily, "No kneeling!"
But when she saw that Qi Yan didn't mean to get up, she knew she was fooled.
I was about to start but I met a gentle gaze, and immediately lost my temper.
Nangong Jingnv was angry and ashamed: she was mad at being "eatless" by this man, and she was willing in her heart ...
Grabbed the cushion and smashed into Qi Yan, red eyes: "You go! What are you going to do?"
Qi Yan obediently suffered a few times, begging for mercy: "His Royal Highness is merciful, the old wounds of the minister are not good yet."
Nangong Jing's hand gestured, and repeated: "Isn't your injury on your back?"
Qi Yan laughed, stood up to the bed and knelt on the hem of her robe. The nangong girl dropped the cushion and held Qi Yan's arm.
"The minister committed the death penalty for a while, and was ashamed of himself for a night of reflection. In addition, he really did not know how to face His Royal Highness."
Nangong Jingnv said abruptly: "Stop this matter ... this palace shot you, Liangqing."
Qi Yan sneered: Liang Qing? How is the orphan of the props department separated from the daughter of the Nangong family?
"Thank Your Highness."
Nangong Jingnv quickly glanced at Qi Yan, don't look away: "Your face hurts?"
Qi Yan sat back to the bed again: "His Royal Highness."
"Ok."
"Can Chen stay tonight?"
Nangong Jingnu's heart beats the rhythm: Qi Yan's behavior really scared her last night, but she vaguely felt: If Qi Yan was asked, they might become different ...
Qi Yan's gentle voice started again: "The minister just wanted to talk to His Royal Highness."
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In the next chapter, I want to write something more exciting.
This chapter is for Sham Shui Po. Thank you for the deep water reward. Happy Valentine's Day.
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