Ye Chunqiu looked at Tang Bohu and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Call people to the factory guards and ask them to send the latest news from Liaodong at any time. Pay attention to the movements in the capital. Come and write a book immediately in Qinglong, and let Wang Bo'an order the new army to enter the alert. You must inform the pastures everywhere and teach them to be careful."

Ye Chunqiu put his hand on the desk, took a deep breath, and continued in an orderly manner.

"All the people in the ranch must be registered in every field. The ranch needs to be ordered to be held every day. Is there anyone missing? Are there any Tatars wandering nearby? If there is news, the police will come immediately, and there are…”

Ye Chunqiu tried hard to make his chaotic head clearer and tried his best to restrain his excitement.

"Also, Qinglong wants to send people to inspect various places. The China Merchants Agency is in Qinglong and needs to store more food. Batumonk..." Ye Chunqiu narrowed his eyes and knocked his hands on the table, his tone full of coldness, "If he dares to come, he will teach him to go but not return."

Taking a heavy breath, Ye Chunqiu sat down, as usual, looking smart, and taking out the report on the desk to read it.

Tang Bohu wrote down one by one, not daring to speak, but nodded repeatedly. He did not say anything comforting, nor did he ask the prince why he didn't go to Liaodong. He knew that what Ye Chunqiu needed now was not mercy. Who in this world is qualified to mercy?

Ye Chunqiu suddenly pondered for a moment, his eyes narrowed deeply and thought about things, and then he sighed.

"If there is any little news about my father in Liaodong, I will send you immediately. Tomorrow the court wants to discuss the matters of Liaodong, and I want to participate. I will ask me to get up at the time of Mao, and let Ye Dong prepare the carriage and horses as soon as possible. Oh, let Ye Dong tell Ye Dong again, the old lady's health is probably not good, so let him pay attention."

"yes."

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Zhu Houzhao began to have a worry. He thought Ye Chunqiu would set off, and even Zhu Houzhao had made plans. As long as Ye Chunqiu set off for Liaodong, he would allocate a cavalry on the front line of Jinzhou and Shanhaiguan, and the new army of Zhenguo went to Liaodong to suppress the rebellion.

The rebels and the Jurchen tribes were all caught in one place, so that they could know that the Ming Dynasty was not easy to bully.

But after waiting around, Ye Chunqiu returned home and there was no movement.

Zhu Houzhao was a heartless person. Perhaps he was pampered since childhood, or because of the doting of Emperor Hongzhi and his mother, or because of the hard work of his ancestors, he gave him a country that was probably quite peaceful.

Theoretically, Zhu Houzhao is a person who doesn’t need much trouble.

So in the eyes of people, he is always a nonsense person.

But now, when he had something to worry, he became sad and complaining like a woman. When he saw the golden incense burner with white mist, he frowned and looked sad. Seeing the colorful red flowers in the back garden, he pursed his lips slightly, feeling depressed, and was like a young man in spring.

In short, he looked lonely and desolate, but he was not worried about Liaodong, because even if Liaodong was forgot, as long as the Tatars were defeated by the Ming Dynasty, the court could quell the rebellion sooner or later. It would not matter, and finally... the big thing is less important than the Tatars.

What Zhu Houzhao was worried about was Ye Chunqiu's father after all.

Zhu Houzhao didn't even have much impression of Ye Jing. However, when Ye Chunqiu's eyes were red, Zhu Houzhao seemed to feel an inexplicable sadness. He thought of the pain of Ye Chunqiu's loss of his father, and also thought of the time when his father passed away.

At that time, I was as ignorant as ever, and I had forgotten whether I had cried. I only remember that the palace was covered with plain silly flowers and countless people were crying, but Zhu Houzhao couldn't cry.

He was like a puppet, at the mercy of others. Some eunuchs rushed to the Zhan Shi Mansion, and many people worshiped him at his feet, and then he was reminded by the people around him that he should go to worship the Empress Dowager immediately. Yes, Zhu Houzhao remembered it. At that time, Zhu Houzhao was wondering why his mother suddenly became the Empress Dowager.

But now when looking back on these things, although Zhu Houzhao was not crying, she also felt an unknown bitterness.

Spring and Autumn...it's so pitiful.

I hope Ye Jing can return safely! Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to comfort Ye Chunqiu.

He had already worn a crown suit early in the morning, and was anxious to know what was going on outside. When the palace gate opened, the court today suggested that he had to participate, but he did not rush to drive, but waited left and right. Finally, Liu Jin rushed over and fell to his feet: "Your Majesty, I am safe."

Zhu Houzhao put her big sleeves behind her and leaned forward slightly: "What, Chunqiu is gone?"

"Your Majesty, you haven't left. Early this morning, I have a car and I'm going to go to the palace to participate in the court."

"Not leaving..." Zhu Houzhao really didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. He didn't like to make a dilemma. In his heart, he hoped that Ye Chunqiu would stay, the king and his ministers would have difficulties together.

Without Ye Chunqiu, when the Tatars came in large numbers, Zhu Houzhao, who had always been full of confidence, had such a hint of timidity. He needed Ye Chunqiu and Ye Chunqiu to stand firmly by his side.

But when he heard that Ye Chunqiu had not left, Zhu Houzhao suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain. He couldn't be happy at all, and even wanted to push Ye Chunqiu out at this time.

Oh……

He made a strange sound, an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh, so he looked up and looked at the heavy Qionglou Yuyu outside the warm pavilion, trying his best to restrain his emotions: "Show your way, go to the Palace of Supreme Harmony."

"Yes." Liu Jin looked at Zhu Houzhao carefully, with a little nervousness. His Majesty has always been moody. Liu Jin knew that His Majesty might be angry at any time at this time, but after thinking about it, he said, "I heard that the old lady of the Ye family..."

He said slowly, while looking at Zhu Houzhao very carefully, because he was afraid that every word he had would make Zhu Houzhao dislike him. He kept seeing Zhu Houzhao raise his eyebrows, as if he was a little interested, so he speeded up his speech.

"I heard that the old lady of the Ye family taught him very much to Duke Zhenguo. There was a saying that also came from the Ye family, and that the whole family cried, and he told the whole family to cry all the way. Your Majesty, this means that the Ye family cried, and even more..."

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "I know what it means, and you don't need to explain it."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but feel melancholy in his heart. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, and his witty and cunning eyes instantly dimmed.

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Chapter completed!