Although many military generals and censors said they would win.

But Ye Chunqiu's words were spread to Zhu Houzhao's heart.

This time it was a trouble caused by his young mentality. However, Ye Chunqiu said that the Cavalry Camp was not good, and there were even many rumors. Some even said that this was because Ye Chunqiu also led troops, so he belittled other officials. However, Zhu Houzhao still believed Ye Chunqiu, which made him frown and worried about this ridiculous duel.

After sighing, Zhu Houzhao smiled again: "Ye Aiqing, you are a Hanlin at the Paizhao. I want to ask you, if you lose... I mean, as you said, what will happen if the Cavalry Camp loses?"

Ye Chunqiu looked at the worried Zhu Houzhao, but told the truth: "If Your Majesty loses, it will be a laughing moment, and the majesty of the Ming Dynasty will be gone; the subjects in the world are very disappointed with the court, and the Ming Dynasty must keep their promises and support the Tatars. This god-given opportunity to weaken the Tatars will be lost. When the Tatars become more powerful in the coming year, it will be when the Tatars invade the south. Once they lose, they will be very likely to shake the foundation of the country."

Ye Chunqiu didn't want to say things too easily, because this was indeed a serious matter. Whether it was prestige, the psychology of the subjects in the world, or the Tatars' future troubles, these were all enough for the court to drink a pot of it.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Ye Chunqiu with a confused look on his face. I guess others dare not say things too seriously. Although Ye Chunqiu's words were a bit alarmist, Zhu Houzhao thought it made sense.

He widened his eyes angrily, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "I was so hateful that I was caught in Nabatumonk's trick."

Ye Chunqiu looked at Zhu Houzhao: "Batumuk was the lord of the revival of Mongolia. When he was still young, he was already called the leader of the Tatar tribe. He killed the powerful ministers in the Tatar tribe, established prestige, and then unified Mongolia. He was well aware of the Ming Dynasty's hatred for the Oirat. Even when he was strong, the late emperor was still willing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, so as to unite the Ming Dynasty and annex the Oirat in one fell swoop. With His Majesty's wisdom, wouldn't he know how powerful this person is?"

Ye Chunqiu paused and continued: "This natural disaster was a great opportunity to curb him. Unified Mongolia would have great harm to our Ming Dynasty. However, once all arrangements were wiped out by this decisive victory, Batumonk could not only establish greater prestige, but also indirectly control the Mongolian tribes through the food and grass they won. Many Mongolian tribes attached to our Ming Dynasty might also turn against us. When they overcome this difficulty, what will happen?"

Ye Chunqiu frowned deeply and said, "Your Majesty is wise and intelligent. I believe he can understand these principles."

Zhu Houzhao's face turned sallow, and finally she seemed a little weak and breathed a long sigh: "On the day of the decisive victory, you should enter the palace to accompany you. I... want you to follow me to watch the battle. I hope... the cavalry camp can give me a breath."

Ye Chunqiu looked at Zhu Houzhao as if he saw a wounded little beast. After hearing his straightforward words, he couldn't help but want to hide from his wounds.

Ye Chunqiu bowed to him and said goodbye.

When he returned to the wait room, everything remained the same. Ye Chunqiu turned a deaf ear to the noises from the outside world.

Now I am not an alarmist statement. In his opinion, this decisive victory is definitely not a carnival, so he plays the role of a crow mouth from beginning to end, and this role of a crow mouth is inevitably disliked.

"Comrade Ye Xiu, come."

After seeing Ye Chunqiu on the case, Zheng Shixue looked at the official document attentively and waved to him.

Ye Chunqiuli sat forward and bowed, "What instructions does Zheng Shixue have?"

Zheng Shixue still looked kind and looked at him and said, "I will win tomorrow. You should be on duty in the Attendant Room tonight."

Then he looked at Ye Chunqiu deeply before lowering his voice: "Be careful when you speak and do things."

Ye Chunqiu understood what Zheng Shixue meant, and it was the old rules. Now Ye Chunqiu is at the forefront of the storm. In order to avoid being criticized, he simply asked Ye Chunqiu to stay in the palace and have passed tomorrow first.

Ye Chunqiu still understands Zheng Shixue's kindness, so it's better. On duty tonight, I will go directly to the warm room to see Zhu Houzhao's accompanying him tomorrow.

Ye Chunqiu looked at Zheng Shixue with some gratitude and said, "Sir, Xie."

Zheng Shixue looked at Ye Chunqiu and just smiled.

He has always admired this little editor. What he admires is not enough, but he can't say what he is talented and talented? Origin? These are all too far-fetched. No matter how good he was in the exam and became an official, although he had some advantages, he would not be able to look at him differently. Perhaps... it is because this young man is mature and polite. A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, who is favored but not arrogant. No matter what he does in the attendant room, he will ask him first. In front of him, although he doesn't say much, there is no master's clear understanding. What the master said is very much, but Zheng Shixue can feel Ye Chunqiu's sincere respect for him from Ye Chunqiu.

Ye Chunqiu's theory of defeat was uncomfortable, and he felt that the young man was a little more extreme. He denied the cavalry camp just because of some of the problems of the cavalry camp. However, seeing that he was looked at with strange eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little bit protective.

"Come on the way, I have drafted this edict, and the palace is in a hurry to stamp it."

A note was handed to Ye Chunqiu's hand, and Ye Chunqiu's head was familiar with spreading the imperial paper dedicated to the imperial edict. After reading the contents of the note, he put on a draft in his heart, polished it, and then picked up his pen and wrote down lines of dignified regular script.

After the edict was written, he sent him to Zheng Shixue for a review. Zheng Shixue praised: "Your running script is getting more and more refined, please send it to the paper."

Ye Chunqiu sent the imperial edict to be pasted. Just as he was about to return to the public housing, someone next to him called him: "Written by Ye Xiu."

Ye Chunqiu looked sideways and saw Wang Hanlin, who was staring at him this morning, wandering around in the corridor.

Ye Chunqiu stepped forward and said, "Is there anything wrong with Editor Wang?"

Editor Wang stammered and said: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be rude to you this morning. I was just hearing this incident and couldn't help but feel indignant. But after thinking about it, I might have misunderstood Mr. Ye. I guess Ye Xiu didn't want the loss of the Cavs Camp. It was just a dangerous statement in the prosperous era."

He bowed to Ye Chunqiu and apologized repeatedly.

Ye Chunqiu's depressed mood suddenly became relieved. He knew in his heart that this was his usual behavior at this time. If he was a little arrogant and domineering, he was arrogant because of his favor, or was showing off every moment, he was afraid that more people would be willing to take advantage of the situation at this time.

He also replied to the editor-in-law Wang and said, "Editor Wang and editor don't have to do this. Ye said nothing and hoped to let him go."

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Chapter completed!