Chang'an.

A light snow is falling slowly.

When the snow fell on the ground, it looked like frost and melted soon after.

The ground was a little wet and extremely cold.

"Falling snow is not cold, melting snow is cold."

Zhang Dongqing, a talented girl from Chang'an, is still unmarried.

"Holly, go home and sleep!"

The girl who was traveling with me said, "At this time of year, I am hiding under the quilt with a book in my hand. Hey! I feel like the gods are not as free as I am."

"Let's go to the party!"

Zhang Dongqing said with bright eyes: "There is a poetry meeting in Qujiang Pond today, let's go together!"

The girl shook her head, "Go home! What kind of party is this? Isn't it just boring and looking for fun? But I'm not bored!"

Zhang Dongqing was startled, and the girl took advantage of the situation and got on the horse, "Let's go!"

"oh!"

Zhang Dongqing stood there, watching her go away calmly.

Ta-ta-ta!

A horse came slowly.

"I've met the king!"

The King of Yue still looked the same.

Gentle and elegant.

Zhang Dongqing once met the King of Yue at a high-level gathering and even presented a poem to him.

The King of Yue glanced at her with indifference.

It turned out that he couldn't remember who I was.

Zhang Dongqing was a little disappointed.

Can't help but think of Yang Xuan.

Unlike King Yue, Yang Xuan could remember her, but it was obvious that Yang Xuan had no interest in her.

"At the beginning!"

Zhang Dongqing suddenly sighed, "That's all, I don't have this fate."

"Second brother!"

The King of Yue saw King Wei and chased after him.

In the cold wind, King Wei's face was cold.

"You came just in time."

"Second brother, I..."

King Wei waved his hand fiercely.

"King, be careful!"

The guards behind the Yue King flew over.

Snap!

King Wei slapped him and said: "I said that Ziyue will be the one I watch from that year on. Anyone who dares to touch her will cause trouble for me."

The King of Yue covered his face and said with a bitter smile: "I don't know."

"Yang Songcheng is your maternal grandfather."

This slap made King Wei feel confident in his slap.

The guards rushed forward. King Wei narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you want to take action?"

Somehow, the sound of blacksmithing was recalled in the King of Yue's ears.

Clang clang clang!

"stop!"

Boom!

A guard who was eager to steal the show was punched away.

He was vomiting blood in mid-air and smiling bitterly.

King Wei moved his wrist and said, "I haven't done anything for a long time, it's a bit boring."

The King of Yue could not help but rein in his horse and retreat.

King Wei looked at him, "Do you remember what I said?"

The King of Yue nodded, "I remember."

King Wei nodded, "Be good!"

After watching him go away, Zhao Dongping came up.

It's not that he is not loyal enough, but that he has no cultivation and will only bring humiliation to himself.

"The king showed too much weakness."

“Worried about being seen as weak?”

"yes."

"Aye is becoming more and more gloomy now, and he cannot tolerate anyone competing with him for power. The ministers' calls for establishing a prince are rising to the sky, but Aye ignores it. Why? Isn't it because he is worried that someone will compete with him for power? Think about it, what does Aye need?

What kind of prince?"

"Be obedient. Even if you have ambitions, you have to hide them. Be obedient..." Zhao Dongping smiled bitterly, "I'll accept it."

"Look, the second brother gave me a slap, and I just accepted it. Isn't this just submissive?" The King of Yue said with a smile.

"Yes! But Your Majesty will feel that the King is too forbearing."

"Tolerance is the prince's instinct. Even if it were Prince Jing, he would still choose to endure. Do you know why the eldest brother was deposed?"

Zhao Dongping said: "The momentum has been achieved."

Yang Songcheng had cultivated the former prince for many years and built his momentum for many years. If something unexpected happened to the emperor, the prince's ascension to the throne would be expected by everyone.

"No." King Yue shook his head, "It's because he doesn't want to endure it anymore."

…

It's the end of the year, and the discussions at court are mainly focused on various expenses and the outlook for next year... In fact, it's called poverty.

"The Ministry of War has had a difficult year this year. If it happens again next year..."

Zhang Huan, the Minister of the Ministry of War, squinted his eyes and listened to the angry voice of Zheng Yuandong, the Minister of the Ministry of War, echoing in the hall.

Zheng Yuandong said: "What I don't understand is that the Ministry of Rites has nothing to do, so how can it get more money and food than the Ministry of War?"

Zhu Wei, the Minister of Rites, said with a smile: "The Tang Dynasty governed the world with filial piety, and etiquette is the foundation of filial piety."

"When foreign enemies come, do you use etiquette to defend them?" Zheng Yuandong said sarcastically.

Zhu Wei glanced at Zhang Huan. Zhang Huan drooped his eyes and imitated Huang Chunhui.

"It's rude. Before foreign enemies invade, there will be chaos within the Tang Dynasty."

Zhu Wei's words are watertight.

"Why is the Tang Dynasty internally in chaos?" Zheng Yuandong said coldly: "The people have lost their land and there are countless refugees. If people don't have anything to eat, they will rob and kill people... This is the source of the chaos. What is the use of etiquette and justice at this moment?"

Zhu Wei laughed, "This matter is beyond the scope of the Rites Department."

This topic is so big that only the emperor presides over it, and the important ministers give lectures, just like the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and then go to cut the flesh and blood of the vested interests, triggering domestic disputes...

Zheng Yuandong, after all, was a close relative, and he was too direct in doing things... Zhu Wei had confidence in his heart and was not prepared to argue with him.

Seeing that he was retreating, Zheng Yuandong stared at Yang Songcheng, "May I ask the state leader, I heard that some money and food were sent directly to southern Xinjiang without passing through our military department. May I ask the state leader, is this true?"

It turned out that the reason why he bared his teeth at the old man was not to compete with the Ministry of Rites for money and food, but to hunt cattle across the mountains to challenge the father of the country... Zhu Wei smiled bitterly in his heart, feeling that he was getting old.

Yang Songcheng said calmly: "I don't know."

A word of "I don't know" blocked subsequent questioning.

As expected!

Zhu Wei watched the show with gusto and wondered what Zheng Yuandong could do next.

It’s interesting to start but not finish!

Zheng Yuandong said: "So, what does the abbot know?"
To be continued...