Madam is a Superstar

"I won't whet your appetite. I'll just tell you this, just four words."

Shangguan Hong raised four fingers on his palm and walked around the civil and military officials, flipping back and forth, "The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked!"

"hiss."

I don’t know who was the first to take a breath of cold air, but the quiet court became boiling again when they all listened to Shangguan Hong’s words.

"General, are you serious about what you said?!" The young minister asked with his eyes wide open. After all, he was still young and could not calm down the huge waves in his chest.

"It's absolutely true!" Shangguan Hong's words were like heavy stones.

"The prince, Wu Jing and the general went together. Why didn't they come to court, but they were accidentally injured by the power of the explosive?"

Another young minister asked, if Song Qing were here, he would not feel that the person speaking was strange.

It's not that she is familiar with this colleague, but that this colleague looks worried and sad.

But this person has helped many people and done many good deeds because of his love for caring. The more good deeds he does, the more merit and luck he will have.

Invisibly, it dilutes the sorrow of one's own life. Being miserable and miserable makes others miserable and miserable. This person is only miserable but not miserable.

For Song Qing, this was a very interesting appearance, so he naturally remembered it.

"Bah, why are you talking? Can you hope that the prince and the martial arts scholar can make arrangements? The war is about to begin, and it is the time for our court to employ people..."

Some ministers were so angry at the unfavorable words that they puffed their beards and glared, and cursed at the sadistic brother-in-law.

"The lower official asked why the general who was supposed to be resting at home came to court today, but he rushed there with a happy face and without wearing official robes. It turned out to be because of this."

"No, I thought Brother Shangguan was so happy because his daughter was getting married that he couldn't wait to come over and give out wedding candies to us colleagues."

An old minister burst into laughter and his face was as happy as Shangguan Hong. Not only this old minister, but also

Looking around, there are faces full of joy. How can they, who are ministers, not be happy that Guoneng has such a magical weapon!

The ministers were immersed in joy and surrounded Shangguan Hong, who had witnessed the power of explosives with his own eyes, asking questions.

Dehong was also happy that he had temporarily forgotten the emperor in a high position, but he was always calmer when he was next to the emperor than the ministers below him.

He tightened the whisk in his arms, walked softly to the dragon chair and asked carefully,

"Your Majesty, please ask me to let the ministers..."

"No need."

The warm spring sun shines into Qinzheng Hall, shrouding the entire hall in this light golden halo.

Similarly, the official robes of different styles and styles with different red grades in Xuanzhong worn by the ministers are reflected.

Echoing the black dragon robe on Nangong Yu, it seems like an inseparable bond between the monarch and his ministers.

"Let them be happy for a while longer, so that they can regain the morale of our great country that has been in Great Abyss for centuries."

The pain of losing two cities in a row was ultimately a hurdle that Dayuan's monarchs and ministers, as well as the thousands of people of Dayuan, could not overcome.

Dehong's old face was startled for a moment before he realized what he was talking about. He nodded with a smile and quietly stepped back.

Standing a few steps behind the dragon chair, looking at the young emperor and the officials who were beaming with joy,

Thinking about the scene that happened in the imperial court just now, I felt a lot of emotion. Before the late emperor was ignorant and ignorant,

They attacked only Dongchen in Dayuan, but most of the people in the court were attacked by them.

About half a quarter of an hour later,

I don’t know who first remembered that there was an emperor in a high position. He was shocked and quickly reminded his colleagues,

Soon Qinzheng Hall fell into the silence that could be heard for the third time this morning, as silent as a chilling cicada.

The ministers only heard an imperial laugh, followed immediately by the rhythmic clicking of the armrests of the dragon chair.

"I ordered Wu Jing to prepare for the army last night. If nothing unexpected happens, he will lead the army to the border in three days. Do you have any objections, dear sirs?"

"The Emperor is wise, and I have no objections!"

A single sound contained too much, it was the grief that had been suppressed for many years when the mountains and rivers were broken,

It was the indignation of watching the people in the two cities helplessly suffer from the war and being helpless.

It is the catharsis of the nostalgia that still cannot be relieved after regaining the city, and it is also the urgency of vowing to destroy Dongchen.

There are many matters that need to be discussed to finalize the start of war.

The next court came later than usual. The ministers were all hungry but their faces were full of joy.

"General Shangguan, that explosive..."

"Brother Hong, please tell me again..."

On the way out of the palace, all the ministers, regardless of whether they were on good terms with Shangguan Hong or not, temporarily put aside their past grudges.

A large group of people surrounded Shangguan Hong and walked towards the entrance of the palace while talking.

This way,

The emperor's majestic guard of honor passed through the spring-filled imperial garden and returned to Fengming Palace.

Entering the palace gate and walking around the rockery surrounded by clusters of roses, you can see a few people talking in the hall at a glance.

"emperor."

"emperor."

Song Qing and Miaoshui looked over as they were talking, their solemn expressions softened slightly, and asked Yuan'er to put the warm meals in the small kitchen on the table.

He went up to greet him and asked with concern whether the battle in the court today went smoothly.

Taking advantage of the moment when the young couple were bored, Miaoshui took out a piece of walnut candy, peeled off the wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweet taste filled the air in my mouth, and just now I felt that my disciple's nagging was so comforting.

"What are you arguing about?"

Nangong Yu raised his eyebrows, hugged his wife's thin shoulders and led her towards the main seat.

He did not miss the few words he heard when he stepped into the palace gate, as well as the subtle atmosphere between the master and the disciple.

Song Qing looked towards Miaoshui, Miaoshui turned away and chewed the walnut candy, pretending he didn't know his disciple was looking at him.

This kind of behavior is like an old naughty boy who is having a bad temper and wants to have a cold war with his disciple.

There is no shrewd person who looks similar to the Queen Mother, or else she doesn't belong to the same family.

Friends... oh no, best friends have been together for a long time, and as time goes by, there will be a bit of each other's shadow.

Song Qing was very troubled by this and recounted the quarrel between the two.

"Master watched the stars last night and calculated that we will go to war with Dongchen. I just sent Ah Yao away.

She came to tell me that she wanted to go to the frontier with the army, but I didn't agree. "

The old woman is strong enough to leave the palace and travel around. There are government offices everywhere in the great abyss.

The battlefield is different, the troops are in chaos, swords and guns are blind, especially this battle with Dongchen,

No matter how powerful the master was, he was still old. How could he let her go to the frontier to take risks?

"Emperor, please comment. I am in my fifties and sixties. Why, I don't even have the right to make my own decisions and travel far away?"

Miaoshui was very unconvinced and didn't know when this damn kid learned this habit of caring about others.

If it weren't for the fact that the child was pregnant, she would have given her disciple the taste of the fried pork with bamboo shoots when she was a child.

"It is precisely because you are in your early sixties that my disciple is worried about letting you go. It took you three days to recover after you returned to Beijing from Jiangnan.

Not to mention going to the border with the army. In short, I don't agree with this matter, nor does my mother, nor does Ayu. Don't even think about it. "

Song Qing's words were neither hasty nor slow, and she followed the same example. The old woman didn't look into her eyes, and she didn't look at the old woman either.

Holding Nangong Yu's arm, leaning half of her beautiful face on his broad shoulder, she took it upon herself to make the decision for the man, rejecting Miaoshui's request to go to the border.

Pause for a moment,

He then considered and said, "If you want to see my uncle, just ask Ayu to bring him back to you. There is no need to go to the border to take risks."