At the same time, in the palace.
As the morning bell rang, Li Shimin sat on the dragon throne and prepared for the morning court.
"Long live the Emperor." The officials bowed.
Li Shimin waved his hand and motioned for everyone to rise.
After the officials rose, the Grand Scribe stepped forward and bowed. "Your Majesty, the Qiuche army is waiting for us. We can't afford to hesitate. Your Majesty, please make a decision as soon as possible."
"In addition, the temperature in the north has suddenly dropped. Many soldiers have frozen to death. Your Majesty, please allocate supplies for the soldiers."
After that, the Grand Scribe raised his head slightly and glanced at Li Shimin.
However, Li Shimin remained calm as if he did not hear anything.
'Strange, why is the Emperor ignoring the Battle of Qiuche?'
He could not help but mutter in his heart.
At that moment, a military governor walked out and bowed.
"Your Majesty, Qiuche is an important border of the Tang Dynasty. We cannot afford to lose it. Now that the Turks and Indians are eyeing Qiuche, we should take the initiative to attack and take it."
After that, he secretly glanced at Li Shimin.
As a general, he naturally hoped to fight a war so that he could earn merits.
However, all the decision-making power was in the hands of the Emperor.
"Shut up."
The Grand Scribe suddenly stood up and immediately shouted at the general, ignoring the etiquette of the court.
"The Tang Dynasty has just stabilized and is in the period of development. The people have also just surrendered. How can you act on impulse? You only want to attack and pillage without caring about the people. "
"The Tang Dynasty can't start a war now. It's time to negotiate peace."
After that, the Grand Scribe looked at Wei Zheng with a face of reverence. "Lord Wei, what do you think?"
He knew that Wei Zheng was the leader of the civil officials and would usually remonstrate in court.
Moreover, as long as it was Wei Zheng's remonstrance, the Emperor would listen.
As long as Wei Zheng was on his side, there would be no problem.
However, Wei Zheng was a little strange today. He held the white jade tablet in his hand and closed his eyes tightly, as if he did not care about the court.
Immediately, he felt that something was wrong.
Given Wei Zheng's personality, he would have already caused a ruckus in the Imperial Court.
Could it be...
What was the secret behind this?
At this moment, Overseer stood up again. "Your Excellency, you should know the importance of Qiuci even if I don't tell you, right? Why are you acting on impulse? Furthermore, we are confident that we will win this time. "
Hearing this, the Grand Scribe gritted his teeth and didn't want to say anything. After all, Wei Zheng's attitude just now had explained everything. But after thinking about it, he braced himself and said, "This war is disadvantageous to our country. It is a waste of manpower and resources."
"A waste of manpower and resources?" The overseer snorted coldly. "Is war a waste of manpower and resources? Then what about not having to pay exorbitant taxes this time? "
As a military general, he had always been at odds with these literati.
Motherf * cker, Lao Tzu's military exploits were earned from killing on the battlefield.
As for you guys, you only know how to open your mouth and brag.
"Well …" The Grand Scribe was at a loss for words. "Even if we don't pay exorbitant taxes, how are we going to survive the winter? That's a big problem. "
The overseer looked at him with disdain. "You don't know about this, right? White Deer College's President Zhang is already dealing with it. "
"What kind of joke is this?" The Grand Scribe snorted coldly. "Yesterday, I saw White Deer College's President Zhang sleeping in his residence."
Hearing this, Li Shimin, who was sitting on the dragon throne, couldn't remain calm.
Sleeping in his residence?
Was this brat dealing with the cotton clothes?
Sleeping in his residence at such a crucial time?
Thinking of this, he glanced at the Grand Scribe and asked, "Tell me in detail, what's going on in Zhang Feng's residence?"
"Your Majesty, according to what I know, Zhang Feng is sleeping in his residence every day. He didn't prepare any winter supplies."
Just as he finished speaking, Li Shimin's expression changed and he looked at Yuchi Gong beside him.
Because this matter was handed over to him, Watanabe, the Ministry of Works, and the Western Agriculture Temple.
But now it had become like this?
Moreover, he hadn't told him what had happened.
Being glanced at by Li Shimin like this, Yuchi Gong subconsciously trembled.
He muttered to himself, "Oh no."
He hurriedly stepped forward. "Your Majesty, the winter supplies have always been prepared by Zhang Feng. Recently, he hasn't been at the Academy, but at the Zhang residence. The white stacks in his residence are the winter supplies."
"Everything is going according to plan, and there are no problems."
Li Shimin frowned slightly.
He didn't know what was going on.
However, he still believed Yuchi Gong's words.
Forget it, I'll just have to take a look after the morning assembly.
The morning assembly ended quickly.
Li Shimin came to the imperial study with a gloomy face.
He sat upright on the dragon throne and didn't say anything.
Obviously, he was waiting for someone.
Not long after, a head popped out from outside the door. It was Yuchi Gong.
Li Shimin glanced at him, stood up abruptly, and waved his hand.
"Leave the palace."
…
On the other side, in Zhang Feng's residence.
Jingshu and Zhang Yuyao finally arrived in a palanquin.
After getting off the palanquin, the two girls lifted their skirts and rushed into the residence.
As soon as they entered the residence, the two girls were shocked by the scene in the residence.
White stacks.
The courtyard was full of white stacks.
There was almost no place to walk.
Not only that, all the flowers and plants in the front yard had died.
To be precise, they were trampled to death.
The furniture that had been placed there had long disappeared.
There were also many servants who were recording something with account books in their hands.
At this moment, Zhang Feng was teaching the servants and maids what to do.
At first glance, it looked like clothes.
However, the clothes looked a little strange.
The two girls couldn't tell exactly how strange it was.
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