Chapter 145: Paintings in the Imperial Study Room 】

After a series of urgings, until the sedan chair was about to approach the palace, the old marshal's rapid panting finally calmed down a bit.

"Boy, let me ask you one last time. Is this really true?" Qiu Jianhan looked at Yun Yang seriously: "I haven't entered the palace yet, there is still time, and there is still room for change. But once I enter the palace, if There are any mistakes... your little life, but no matter what, it will be gone!"

"Although my nephew is a dude, this is a major matter of right and wrong, and a major issue related to the fate of the country. How could he lie and mess around? This matter is absolutely true." Yun Yang said righteously.

"Don't mention dandies..." Qiu Jianhan had a headache on his face.

As soon as something happened, this guy would put the word "dandy" on himself first, as if it was the best reliance.

Really enough!

Is it so easy to be a dandy?

Do you think the old man can't see that you are pretending to be a dude?

He kicked Yun Yang's ass with a bang: "Stop talking nonsense! Come in with me!"

No matter what the status of the old marshal, he came to face the king, so the journey was unimpeded.

After the notification, the two arrived at the Imperial Study Room smoothly.

All I saw was the bright yellow figure of His Majesty the Emperor, standing in front of the territory map of the Yutang Empire, holding a memorial in his hand, frowning tightly, and the atmosphere was heavy.

"Old Qiu is here." Seeing Qiu Jianhan coming in, His Majesty the Emperor was as unassuming as ever. He first sighed and began to complain: "The flood in the east of the river is raging, and more than one million people have been displaced. Old Qiu, look Come... the situation..."

Having said that, I saw that Yun Yang also came in, and I couldn't help being startled, and said: "You are here too."

Yun Yang seemed startled when he heard the words, and made an expression of extreme surprise: "This...Uncle Yu...? Uh...Your Majesty...this..."

The old marshal slapped him on the back of the head, and said angrily: "Still pretending! Speak well! Speak human words!"

His Majesty the Emperor laughed loudly, waved his hands, and said: "They are not outsiders, so why not say something homely, come and give me a seat."

Seeing that the two sat down safely, His Majesty the Emperor himself stood up, frowning: "This flood in the east of the river... really happened suddenly, it was too sudden, there is no way to deal with it!"

"The sudden flood in the Old Longjiang River is mostly related to the continuous rainstorm some time ago; the water rose again and again, and finally caused the embankment to burst, and the thirty-six counties on the other side were affected. It is a natural disaster..." The old marshal also sighed : "However, for the empire, this natural disaster has made things worse. What did the Imperial Household Department say? Have you given the corresponding regulations?"

"What kind of regulations can there be? It's just saying that the treasury is empty and that a smart woman can't cook without rice!"

His Majesty the Emperor rubbed the center of his brows with his hands, and sighed deeply: "Now there is only three million taels of silver left in the treasury, but these were originally intended to be used as rewards for the soldiers of the Eastern Border... which also includes a lot of military pay .Even rewards alone are far from enough, let alone others."

"The Ministry of Household Affairs proposed that if we want to quickly quell the flood and stabilize people's hearts, we must first divert this part of the silver for disaster relief. Let's not reward the armed forces for the time being... first come to rescue millions of victims; but even so, it is a drop in the bucket, far from insufficient……"

The old marshal frowned fiercely with his sword eyebrows. Couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. The soldiers are bleeding and fighting for the country, and they will die a hundred times. If they don't even have basic rewards and pensions, and even the military salary is not enough, wouldn't it be cold for the soldiers? At that time, on the battlefield, who was willing to do his best, and who was willing to sacrifice his life! Your Majesty, please think twice."

His Majesty the Emperor rubbed his eyebrows again, and said: "Of course I know this festival, but now it's really hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, not only the Ministry of Households said so, but I can only say so..."

Qiu Jianhan's brows tightened even more. Seeing His Majesty the Emperor, he felt even more strange in his heart.

His Majesty the Emperor has always used iron-fisted means and acted vigorously. In the past, when encountering such incidents, the solution was decisive and quick, and there was always a way to bring the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty into submission.

But why is the response method so weak this time?

It's even... a money that I can't catch, but I can't help but sigh!

"I also know that such a forcible acquisition will make the soldiers cold-hearted, but it is urgent to deal with the flood problem... Or, it is not difficult to think of a name and method." His Majesty the Emperor rubbed the center of his brows with his hands , appearing upset: "It's just that I really don't want to do that...it's too troublesome..."

The old Marshal was talking with His Majesty the Emperor.

Yun Yang, on the other hand, looked around the Imperial Study Room from the very beginning when he came in.

This imperial study room, as a place where His Majesty the Emperor reviews memorials and even convenes close ministers for discussions, is really too common.

Hardly any frills.

So much so that when Yun Yang first came in, he only saw two paintings in total.

There is a painting on the wall to the left of His Majesty's chair, which is a scene of wind, cloud, thunder, lightning, water and fire rushing and the earth churning; it seems that the atmosphere is weird, and the weather of the sky and the earth appear simultaneously, like the end of the world.

But Yun Yang knew that this painting represented the nine statues, and the real metaphor was that the nine statues came to the world and gathered together in Yutang.

His Majesty the Emperor actually put the nine portraits here!

This couldn't help but make Yun Yang's heart skip a beat.

As for the other painting, it was behind His Majesty's seat, but this painting made Yun Yang stare at it for a long time, almost unwilling to move his eyes away.

The scene in the painting is obviously in this imperial study room, a young man stands tall, with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, his eyes staring into the distance.

This person was dressed in a bright yellow robe with a few golden dragons embroidered on it.

It made the youth in that picture even more dignified.

The young man's face is soft but firm, his eyes are deep, and he is a little pensive and worried. It seems that he has seen the suffering of the people in the world, and he is full of clear compassion.

The bright yellow robe, with the golden dragon's claws, is clearly the color of the prince's clothes!

The person in the painting is the present prince! ?

But the person in the portrait is clearly not the prince, the prince has seen it himself, Yun Yang can assert that he has never seen this person before!

But for some reason, Yun Yang, who had never seen this person before, somehow felt that this person was unexpectedly familiar to him! It seems that there is a kind of cordial feeling that blends into the blood!

Especially those eyes.

It seems to have seen it in my heart.

Yun Yang looked at it, only feeling that his heart was beating faster and faster, before his eyes, unconsciously, a little hazy, a feeling of dizziness rose spontaneously.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across my mind.

Yun Yang suddenly remembered that that day, when he was seriously injured and dying...

But in a coma, it seemed that he saw several brothers on the same road.

The leader among them is the boss Tuzun.

He was not wearing a mask at the time.

He just looked at himself like that, his eyes were full of love and compassion, as well as his doting and trust in his brother, and then he kicked himself and cursed: "Go back! Never come here again!"

His face, his charm, his eyes, and his expression are exactly the same as the person in this painting!

"Boss?..." Yun Yang's heart twitched, and two words came out of his heart.

I only felt instant pain in my heart, and suddenly my throat felt sweet, and with a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The old Marshal and His Majesty the Emperor were frowning and talking about something, when they suddenly heard a wow sound from around them, following the sound, they saw a mouthful of blood gushing out from Yun Yang.

When the two of them saw this, Qi Qi was naturally taken aback. After taking a closer look, they saw Yun Yang's face was like gold paper, and his body was crumbling.

The old Marshal had sharp eyes and quick hands, and he supported him. His Majesty the Emperor was also taken aback, and said, "What's wrong with this child?"

Qiu Jianhan sighed: "This little guy, for some reason, became obsessed with his practice a few days ago; he almost passed, and he lay unconscious on the bed for several days. This is only a few days after he was able to move. , presumably it hasn't healed yet, and it has affected the old disease again?!"

His Majesty the Emperor asked with concern: "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Yun Yang took a breath, smiled wryly, recovered his movement for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, it was just an accidental disturbance of the meridians and the blood stasis accumulated in the body from the old disease. Hold back, dirty your majesty's study, please forgive your majesty."

"Hey, there is an injury, so what is the crime?" His Majesty waved his hand indifferently: "But you are really serious, you can't rest at home with such a serious injury, why are you running around? Wait for me The imperial doctor will tell you to take a closer look, don't let the root of the disease fall!"

Yun Yang grinned: "I just can't sit still, hehe..."

The churning qi and blood have been suppressed at this moment, and the ugly face has gradually returned to blood; only the turbulent waves in the bottom of my heart have never calmed down.

That's the portrait of the boss!

That's a portrait of a Tuzun!

But...how could the portrait of Tu Zun hang here? What's more, why is the eldest brother wearing the prince's robe? !

Yun Yang only felt as if the universe exploded in his mind, and he had a faint guess in his heart, but he didn't feel right when he said anything.

Looking at the face of His Majesty the Emperor that is 80% similar to the portrait...

A torrent surged in Yun Yang's heart, and it was difficult to calm down.

The old marshal glanced at Yun Yang strangely, seeing his distraught look, he couldn't help coughing.

Entering the palace today was originally because of the information provided by this guy, and he was counting on him to speak to break the mystery, but at the critical moment of entering the palace, he was actually dumb...

I have spent so much effort to bring you into the palace, and the pants are all taken off, so you let me see this? !

Yun Yang coughed, reluctantly withdrew his thoughts, glanced at Qiu Jianhan, and signaled with his eyes.

Qiu Jianhan only felt that his stomach almost exploded after he glanced at it.

Dare to hear the bastard's previous words! ?

The old man has been wrangling here for a long time, just wasting a few mouthfuls of saliva!

If he hadn't been in the imperial study room at this moment, Old Marshal Qiu felt that he would definitely hold the boy down, take off his pants, and give him a hard spanking! If you can't beat your ass, you will never be able to vent your anger.

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<The sixth update now has more than 500 words, I hurry up and write it. >

&lt;Today is the birthday of Alliance Leader Wu Xie, let us wish him a happy birthday. You may not know Wuxie, but you must know it when it’s cold in winter. That’s right, this is his trick! Let me tell you in secret, this set is completely tailor-made, and its personality is exactly the same as that of Wuxie. I still haven't portrayed that cheap spirit... I feel ashamed when I think of this, the pen is not strong enough, The portrayal is not cheap enough; at least, it is not as cheap as he himself... You have never been in contact with her, she is really cheap; if you see it, you will definitely exclaim: So... the word cheap is Because of him, there is this word... >