After a series of urging, the old marshal's rapid breathing finally calmed down a little until the sedan chair was about to approach the palace.

"Boy, I'll ask you the last time. Is this true?" Qiu Jianhan looked at Yun Yang seriously: "I haven't entered the palace yet, and I still have time to make a move. But once I enter the palace, if there is any mistake... your life will be gone no matter what!"

"Although my nephew is a playboy, it is a major event of right and wrong. It is a major event that concerns the country's destiny. How could he lie or make trouble? This matter is absolutely true." Yun Yang Yi said righteously.

"Don't mention the playboy..." Qiu Jianhan looked headache.

Whenever something happens, this guy puts the word "playboy" on himself first, as if it is the best deal.

That's really enough!

Is the playboy so good?

Do you think I can't see that you are pretending to be a playboy?

He kicked Yun Yang on the butt with a bang: "Stop talking nonsense! Go in with me!"

What an old marshal is, he naturally has a smooth journey when he comes to meet you.

After the notice, the two of them arrived at the Imperial Study Room smoothly.

I only saw the bright yellow figure of His Majesty, standing in front of the territory map of the Yu Tang Empire, holding a memorial in my hand, frowned and the atmosphere was heavy.

"Lao Qiu is here." Seeing Qiu Jianhan coming in, His Majesty the Emperor had no airs as usual. He sighed first and began to complain: "The flood in Hedong is raging, and millions of people are displaced. Lao Qiu, it seems... the situation..."

When I said this, I saw Yun Yang coming in, and I was stunned and said, "You are here too."

Yun Yang seemed to be startled when he heard this and made an extremely surprised expression: "This... Jade... Uncle? Uh... Your Majesty... This..."

The old marshal slapped him on the back of the head and said angrily: "I'm still pretending! Talk well! Talking human words!"

His Majesty the Emperor laughed, waved his hand, and said, "Not anyone else, why not say some common words, come and give him a seat."

Seeing the two of them sitting down safely, His Majesty the Emperor stood up and frowned: "This time the flood in Hedong... was really sudden. It was too sudden and there was no way to deal with it!"

"The sudden floods in Lao Longjiang are mostly related to the continuous heavy rainstorms some time ago; the water rises and rises, and finally leads to collapse. The thirty-six counties on the other end are affected, which is really a natural disaster..." The old marshal also sighed: "However, for the empire, this natural disaster is a worse situation. What does the empire say? Can the corresponding constitution be given?"

"What constitution can be found? It's just that the national treasury is empty, and it's hard for a good cook to cook without rice!"

His Majesty the Emperor rubbed his eyebrows with his hands and sighed deeply: "Now the national treasury is only three million taels of silver left, but these were originally intended to be used to pay the bounties of soldiers from the East Xinjiang... This also includes a lot of military pay. Even rewards alone are far from enough, let alone others."

"The Ministry of Revenue proposed that if we want to quickly calm down the flood and stabilize people's hearts, we need to first transfer this part of the silver for disaster relief. We will not reward the three armies for the time being... Let's first rescue millions of victims; however, even so, it is a drop in the bucket and is far from enough..."

The old marshal frowned suddenly with his sword eyebrows. He couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, this move is absolutely forbidden. The soldiers are bleeding and fighting for the country, fighting for the country for a lifetime. If they don't even have basic rewards and pensions, and even insufficient military pay, wouldn't it be a shame for the soldiers? At that time, who would do their best on the battlefield, who would work hard! Your Majesty, please think twice."

His Majesty the Emperor rubbed his eyebrows again and said, "I naturally know this, but now it is really a good woman who can't cook without rice. Not only does the Ministry of Revenue say this, I can only say this..."

Qiu Jianhan's brows were even tighter, and when he looked at His Majesty the Emperor, he felt something was even more wrong.

His Majesty the Emperor has always been a decisive and decisive method. In the past, when encountering such a thing, the solution was decisive and clear, and there were always means to make all the civil and military officials submit.

But why is the response this time so weak?

Even... the money that is not enough to be able to be defeated is just a pity!

"I also know that forcibly recruiting will make the soldiers feel sad, but it is urgent to follow the power of things and solve the problem of floods... Or, it is not difficult to think of a name." His Majesty the Emperor rubbed his eyebrows with his hands, making him feel upset: "But, I really don't want to do that... it's too troublesome..."

The old marshal was talking to His Majesty the Emperor.

Yun Yang came in from the beginning and looked around the imperial study room.

This imperial study room is really common as the place where His Majesty the Emperor reviews memorials and even summons close ministers to discuss matters.

There is almost no decoration.

So when Yun Yang first came in, he only saw two paintings.

A painting is on the wall on the left side of His Majesty’s chair. It is a scene of wind, clouds, lightning, water and fire rushing; it seems that the atmosphere is strange, and the weather in the world appears simultaneously, just like the end of the world.

But Yun Yang knew that this painting represented the nine masters, and the real meaning was nothing more than the nine masters who came to the world and gathered in the Yutang.

His Majesty the Emperor actually placed the portrait of the Nine Lords here!

This made Yun Yang suddenly shocked.

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

The scene in the painting is obviously in this imperial study. A young man stood tall with his hands in his arms, raised his head slightly, and stared into the distance.

This man was wearing a bright yellow robe, with several golden dragons embroidered with fangs and claws on it.

This adds a bit of dignity to the young people in that picture.

The young man's face is soft and strong, his eyes are deep, and he is a little thoughtful and worried. He seems to see the suffering of the people in the world, and he is filled with clear compassion.

The bright yellow robe still has golden dragon claws, which is clearly the color of the prince’s clothing!

The person in the painting is the current crown prince!?

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

But I don’t know why, Yun Yang, who had never seen this person, inexplicably felt that this person was unexpectedly familiar with himself! It seemed that he felt a kind of intimacy like a bloodline!

Especially those eyes.

It seems to have seen it in my heart.

As Yun Yang looked at it, he felt his heartbeat accelerated more and more. In front of him, a little hazy appeared, and a dizzy feeling suddenly rose.

A flash of lightning flashed through my mind.

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

But in a coma, I seemed to see several brothers on the same road.

Among them is the boss Tuzun.

He was not wearing a mask at that time.

He just looked at himself, his eyes full of pity and compassion, and his pampering trust in his brothers. Then, he kicked himself and scolded: "Get back! Never come in the future!"

His face, his charm, his eyes, and expressions were exactly the same as the person painted in this painting!

"Boss?..." Yun Yang's heart churned, and two words emerged from his heart.

I felt my heart ache in an instant, 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 things. Suddenly, they heard a sudden sound beside them. Looking in the sound, Yun Yang's mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

Seeing this, the two were naturally shocked. After a closer look, Yun Yang's face seemed like gold paper and his body was shaking.

The old marshal was quick-eyed and quickly supported him. His Majesty the Emperor was also surprised and said, "What's wrong with this child?"

Qiu Jianhan sighed: "This little guy, I don't know why he got into a devil in his practice a few days ago. He almost passed by and lay in bed for several days unconscious. He had just been able to move for a few days. I guess he had not yet recovered and had his previous illness again?!"

His Majesty the Emperor said with concern: "Is it okay?"

"I'm fine." Yun Yang changed his breath, smiled bitterly, and recovered his energy for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Just now, it just caused meridian disorders and touched the blood stasis accumulated in the body of the disease. I couldn't hold it back for a while, and it dirtyed Your Majesty's study. Please forgive me."

"Oh, if you have any injuries, why are you guilty?" His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand indifferently: "But you are really a child. If you don't have such a serious injury, why are you running around for a long time? I'll pass on the imperial doctor to take a closer look, so don't fall into the root of the disease!"

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

The tumbling blood and blood had already been suppressed at this moment, and the bad-looking face gradually returned to its blood color; only the storm in my heart has never calmed down.

That's the portrait of the boss!

That is a portrait of the earth master!

But... how could the portrait of the Tu Zun be hung here? What's more, how could the eldest brother wear the prince's robe?!

Yun Yang only felt like the universe exploded in his mind. He guessed a few points in his mind, but he felt that nothing was right.

Looking at His Majesty the Emperor and his face are almost similar to those on the portrait...

Yun Yang's heart was filled with a torrent of surging, and it was difficult to calm down any longer.

The old marshal looked at Yun Yang in a strange way, and when he saw his absent-minded look, he couldn't help but cough.

I entered the palace today because of the information provided by this guy, and was hoping that he would speak and break the mystery. But at the critical moment of entering the palace, I became mute...

I have taken you into the palace with such a big effort and took off all these pants. Let me see this?!

Yun Yang coughed, barely retracted his thoughts, glanced at Qiu Jianhan, and showed his eyes.

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

It turns out that this bastard didn't hear anything before!?

I have been quarreling here for a long time, but I just wasted a few spits!

If it weren't for the imperial study room, Marshal Qiu felt that he would have held the kid down, removed his pants, and slapped his butt! If he couldn't hit his butt, he would be unable to vent his anger.
Chapter completed!