After Being Forced to Marry a Tyrant of the Enemy Nation

Su Nuan was not convinced, and stared at him with wide-eyed eyes, his bulging cheeks clearly writing uncomfortable.

Feng Junyi raised his eyebrows and hugged her in his arms, but a trace of distress flashed in his heart.

After a while, the little girl in her arms stopped moving. Feng Junyi looked at the little man and saw that the little man was asleep.

He put the little man on the bed carefully, tucked the quilt for her, and when he walked to the gate of the palace, he specifically told Pearl to take good care of her master.

He had just walked outside the Imperial Study Room when he saw the little **** at the door kneeling and said: "The emperor, the regent and several adults are waiting in the Imperial Study Room."

Feng Junyi responded and stepped in with his hand. Before he walked in, he heard the blushing voices of several ministers.

"I said Mr. Guo, why are you so confused? The sage is the emperor. Naturally, you have to consider for the people. Wouldn't it make the situation more dangerous if you send troops rashly? Besides, I sent troops to hit the Huns not long ago and must rest and recuperate."

Mr. Guo is also a fierce man, and immediately said: "You know what a fart, you don't understand the truth of killing a horrible thing? I think the emperor's ideas are quite useful."

Someone said: "The two should stop arguing, and wait for the emperor to come in before making a decision."

I didn't know that as soon as they had finished speaking, they saw that black figure had come in.

Several people saw this scene and hurriedly lifted their robes and knelt and said, "The minister is waiting to see the emperor."

Feng Junyi glanced at a few people, good fellow, this time five came, and even Lord Bai was here to join in the fun.

He was a little upset in his heart, but still waved his hand: "You keep talking."

How dare several people argue like before? Lord Guo took the lead and said: "The emperor, there are people riots in the north, and the minister is willing to lead his troops to suppress it!"

Feng Junyi glanced at the gray-haired old man, and Zhu lips lightly opened: "How old are you?"

"this……"

Although Lord Guo is a military commander, he is over sixty years old, so he gave his hand again: "Although the Weichen is older, he can still kill the enemy with a gun."

Last time the emperor attacked the Huns because he disliked him because he was old and did not let him go to the battlefield. This time he didn’t want to miss the opportunity. Let him not work hard?

Feng Junyi glanced at him and said, "That's it."

In this riot, there are only a few thousand people. If this old thing wants to go, let him go.

When the other adults heard the words, they almost caught their tails, and did not dare to speak again. They knew that if the emperor had already decided something, to debate it would be tantamount to seeking death.

Master Bai had long heard that the little emperor had a grumpy temper and did not blink at killing people, but he had understood a little bit after getting along for so long. It's because of the construction of the Great Wall. Weichen has a suggestion."

When he said this, he looked towards Feng Junyi, who was playing with the jade finger on his hand, looking rather impatient.

"Say."

He said: "The minister thought that if the Great Wall was built instead of forcibly arresting people, it was recruiting workers in the mode of a part of the private workshop. In terms of pieces, more work, more rewards, and a certain amount of remuneration, the people would have food and money. Earning money will inevitably increase enthusiasm. As for the money, part of it can be donated by charitable donations, which are paid by the gentry officials of the dynasty and part of the imperial court. In this way, the people who build the Great Wall will have money and their enthusiasm will also increase."

He knew that although the capital was well-managed by the tyrant’s ‘tyranny’, no one dared to fill his own pockets.

When Feng Junyi heard this, he suddenly stopped playing Yu's finger, which choked the breath of the surrounding ministers.

Could this new little white face not be a head iron, and even mentioned such a complicated matter to the emperor?

Feng Junyi said in silence for a while: "Local officials and gentry will certainly not be willing to do this kind of thing. Instead, I personally formulated the decree and set up a plaque to commend it according to the amount of silver donated."

When Master Bai heard this, he was overjoyed, but he was also calm, he arched his hands slightly: "The emperor's sage."

Sure enough, he was right, the little emperor is a man who can take on great responsibilities.

"You will be solely responsible for this matter, and the regent will help."

When the regent on one side heard the words, he was also somewhat pleased with the little emperor, at least in his eyes, the little emperor had grown up.

He arched his hands and said: "The emperor's sage, the ministers will accept the decree."

"A few Aiqing can handle it now."

Upon hearing this, Lord Guo, Lord Bai, and the Regent thanked him again and walked outside the Imperial Study Room. The other two ministers saw this scene and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

They came just to show their loyalty, and to make some unnecessary suggestions next to them.

Feng Junyi looked at them and said quietly: "Where are the two adults going? Tell me, what are your good ideas?"

The two ministers were left alone, their legs weakened in fright a long time ago, and now they shivered and said, "The ministers, the ministers, etc. are stupid."

Feng Junyi sneered, and continued to turn the jade pull finger in his hand, and said quietly: "Since I am ignorant, why do I occupy my seat, come here..."

Before he finished speaking, the two men were so scared that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The emperor is forgiving, the emperor is forgiving."

One of them hurriedly shivered and said: "The minister heard that the queen empress likes Ye Mingzhu, and the Weichen asked about it. The East China Sea is rich in this thing, and the Weichen is willing to go personally to find a bigger and better Ye Mingzhu for the empress."

"OK."

Feng Junyi promised: "Then you go. If you can't find something bigger and better than the palace, don't come back."

Hearing this, the adult had already begun to wipe his sweat with his sleeves, anyway, he finally saved his life.

"how about you?"

Feng Junyi looked at the other person again, and the other person was also on the verge of an enemy, and hurriedly said: "If you return to the emperor, the ministers and ministers have heard that there are holy grasses in Xijiang, which can cure all kinds of poison. Come."

Feng Junyi's eyes tightened again when he heard the words "Relieve Hundreds of Poisons".

He stared at the minister even more with his eyes, and his tone was also a little dangerous: "You mean, Xijiang really has this kind of thing?"

When the minister saw the emperor's interest, he knew that his dog's head had been saved, and said hurriedly: "Back to the emperor, it's true."

"Very good, I must get it back within a month."

"One month?"

"Then within twenty days. Get out."

The minister's calf trembled, and he couldn't ask, but said repeatedly: "Yes, the minister abides by the decree."

When the queen mother heard about what had happened in the Yushufang, she couldn't help but happily said: "Unexpectedly, the emperor is so smart, Bo Yun, Yi'er has grown up."

Feng Junyi looked at her, met the scorching gaze of the Queen Mother, but turned his head away at this moment, he whispered: "Well, I have grown up."

The Queen Mother said again: "The Aijia also wants to go back to her with you, but...I still can't let go of the expert's prophecy in my heart. He said Yier..."