Dandere General and his Lord

"It's okay for Wei Chen, please let the lord allow me to finish." Zhang Fu raised his hand slightly, "We think that we have won Zhengzhou, but in fact, our foothold is not stable. Our country is far behind in terms of military strength and national strength. Quan Rong. I also ask the lord not to be complacent. The current priority should be taken as a good opportunity to stabilize people's livelihood, expand armaments, and develop national strength."

Cheng Qianye said sternly: "Zhang Gong's words are reasonable, and I will act according to the public's words."

Zhang Fu paused for a while, then mentioned another thing: "My lord, you..."

He glanced at Xiao Xiu and was about to ask him to avoid it.

Cheng Qianye coughed and said, "Xiaoxiu, he knows my identity."

"How many people know about this?" Zhang Fu asked nervously.

"Here in Zhengzhou, only you, Xiaoxiu, and Qiaosheng know my identity. Besides, my mother, Concubine Xu, Xiao Jin, and Tianxiang know my identity. There is no one else."

"But this time, my lord, what are you going to do with the princess on a mission to Xirong?" Zhang Fu frowned.

Cheng Qianye was a little embarrassed. She was impulsive at the time and didn't think carefully about how to deal with the aftermath: "I just said I sent the princess away, can't I?"

From Zhang Fu's expression, she could see that the excuse she thought was very clumsy.

Zhang Fu shook his head solemnly: "My lord, your identity is related to the foundation of my great Jin Dynasty, how can you be so ignorant. As long as someone pays attention to investigation, it is very likely that your identity will be revealed and the foundation of the country will be shaken. "

Cheng Qianye realized that the problem was a little serious. She frowned and thought about it seriously.

"This matter started because of me. Please let the minister make arrangements for the lord." Zhang Fu said, "The lord immediately announced that Princess Qianye had returned to Bianzhou first. The person who ordered her to disguise herself as a princess and live in a secluded place in Bianzhou. Then ask Princess Tianxiang to help one or two. After the lord returns to Bianzhou, he will occasionally restore his identity as a princess and show up in front of people a few times. As long as we operate carefully, or Concealed."

Cheng Qianye breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, fortunately you are here, so I don't have to worry anymore."

But Zhang Fu coldly poured a basin of cold water on her: "This is only a temporary measure. For the sake of safety, the minister also asks the lord to... let the identity of Princess Qianye disappear forever."

Cheng Qianye's heart was a little uncomfortable. Although she had already chosen this path, she always had a vague expectation in her heart, hoping that one day she would be able to regain her status as a woman, be with her sweetheart openly and be free in a few days. free day.

Now, that hope seems so out of reach.

Cheng Qianye nodded, stood up and said goodbye.

When she reached the door, Zhang Fu stopped her.

"My lord." Zhang Fu said softly, "Thank you, thank you for taking the risk yourself and saving the minister in danger."

"I was in prison, and I almost couldn't hold on a few times, but I always felt that the lord would come to save me. With this thought, I gritted my teeth and held on."

Chapter 87

The sky is like a tent, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

Mo Qiaosheng was lying on his back on the roof of the palace.

No matter where he is, the lord will always keep a room for himself near his bedroom.

But whenever he is free, Mo Qiaosheng always likes to quietly stay on the roof where the lord is.

The lord is getting busier and busier now, and the candles in the bedroom are always on until late at night.

Mo Qiaosheng didn't want to disturb him, he just wanted to stay in a closer place silently, guard her and accompany her.

As long as he thinks of the person in his heart, under a few thin tiles behind him, he feels that his heart is very stable and comfortable.

The melodious zheng rang out in the night.

It's the lord playing the zither.

Mo Qiao was born in the moonlight of the autumn night, and felt the coolness of frost and snow.

There seemed to be sadness and hatred crawling up along the winding voiceless voice, strands entangled in his heart, gently strangling him like this, making his heart slightly sore.

Mo Qiaosheng frowned. He listened to the protagonist's zheng sound from time to time.

It often makes the listeners feel proud and happy.

It is rare to play this kind of sad tune that makes the listener feel sad.

My lord, is this something that bothers me?

Mo Qiaosheng wanted to go down and have a look.

At this moment, under the eaves, the sound of rolling wheels could be heard from far and near. It was Zhou Zixi's wheelchair, driving towards the lord's house.

Mo Qiaosheng retracted his head.

Zhou Zixi entered the house with a pile of documents.

The zheng sound stopped.

"Zixi, you're here."

Cheng Qianye held back his momentum and sorted out his emotions.

She stood up, took Zhou Zixi's wheelchair from the attendant, and pushed him to the desk. Spread the papers he brought on the table.

These are the newly drafted "Jin Law" regulations and provisions, as well as the revised rectification plan.

After Zhou Zixi drafted it, Cheng Qianye reviewed it.

Cheng Qianye opened page by page, and saw that the thick stack of paper was neatly written with Junyi's handwriting, and dense red comments were inserted between the gaps between the rows and columns. The author's heart and soul are poured between the lines.

Zhou Zixi and Zhang Fu, and many others, all tried their best.

As a monarch, what qualifications do I have to be immersed in my own little love? Cheng Qianye spat at him in his heart, and took away his tender and pitiful young girl's heart.

Picked up.

"Zixi, when I went back to the city today, I happened to see a magistrate in the government office trying the case. They have already started to use the new regulations to try the case." Cheng Qianye said with sincere admiration, "You really He is very talented, and in such a short period of time, he was able to promote the Law of Jin to the grassroots."

Zhou Zixi bowed his head and bowed, accepting Cheng Qianye's praise.

Since he lost his legs, people around him have looked at him with more or less pity, sympathy, and even contempt.

However, the lord never looked at himself with any strange eyes.

Like a normal person, he discussed state affairs with himself, entrusted him with trust, and even brought himself into the courtroom without any hesitation.

Because of the lord's firm attitude, the voices of others' criticism of Zhou Zixi gradually diminished, allowing a disabled person like him to walk calmly under the blue sky and step into the temple.

Zhou Zixi sincerely wanted to use what he had learned all his life to help the lord realize his great ambition.

But today, before entering the door, he heard a zither sound.

There was a sadness and loneliness in the zheng sound, which moved those who heard it. Zhou Zixi's rhythm skills are very high, and he feels that he will not be able to distinguish the wrong mood of the piano player.

Jin State stabilized Bianzhou, and then recaptured Zhengzhou. Repel the dog Rong, deter the surrounding princes. The implementation of the New Deal is also in full swing, and the national strength is seen thriving.

The protagonist is not only surrounded by talented people, but also everyone is loyal.

Even Zhang Fu, who was trapped in the enemy camp, was also rescued skillfully.

It stands to reason that the lord should be the most energetic at this moment. In any case, there should be no such loneliness.

But he doesn't know why, he can always figure out something wrong with the lord in vague places.

Cheng Qianye flipped through the literature: "Although the officials in charge of criminal law have learned about new decrees and regulations, I found that many people in China are illiterate, and it is still very difficult to read them if they want to popularize them. Do you think there is any feasible operation? "

Zhou Zixi replied: "According to the new policy, the common people who are newly naturalized in our country must clarify their household registration and regulate their domicile. Ten households are living next to each other, and a hundred households are combined into one management lane, and one li length is set up. Ten li is a pavilion. , and set up a pavilion. Ten pavilions are townships, and many townships form counties, and then there are prefectures."

"The lord only needs to order the county governor to govern the counties, the county chief will be responsible for educating the township chief, and the township chief will then spread it to the pavilion chiefs and li chiefs in the jurisdiction. They will gradually become familiar with the new decrees and regulations. What the lord has to do is to select suitable state shepherds and county governors, and regularly assess their political performance."

Cheng Qianye nodded: "This is indeed an effective management method. It is too slow, mainly because the education level of the common people is too low. Before, we implemented a simple and clear military merit award system, and set up full-time staff in Jiangcheng. People, repeated preaching, I found that many civilians still do not understand."

"Now it is even more difficult to promote the legal system with complicated provisions, as well as the military service system and the tax system. It is not easy to select so many grassroots management personnel with cultural knowledge. Oh, I mean Li Zheng , those people in the pavilion."

Cheng Qianye touched his chin and said to himself, "The main reason is that there are too few schools and not enough culture. There is not even an imperial examination system, and officials are not easy to choose."