Zhuangzi Outer Courtyard.

When Song Mo saw Qin Hao and Dou Zhao coming together, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"I have met His Highness, Miss Dou."

Qin Hao smiled and said, "Crown Prince Song doesn't need to be polite."

Dou Zhao snorted coldly, and didn't have a good face to give Song Mo, which made Song Mo wonder where he offended the future Princess Qin.

"Criminal Song, I have done what you have asked me for. My father has grace to the family members of the Duke Dingguo Mansion for thousands of miles. As for that little prince, my father also acquiesced to you to bring him by your side to raise him."

When Song Mo heard this, he couldn't help but feel sad and angry. His uncle was devoted to serving the country and the people, but he was stripped of his official position and his home was confiscated for false charges. He was exiled for thousands of miles and became a grace.

"Song Mo, I know you are not convinced, but you must understand that thunder and rain are all Jun En. Before you have enough strength, you must learn to hide your wildness."

Qin Hao's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Song Mo's heart, and he hurriedly bowed: "Song Mo dare not, thank the emperor for his kindness."

"That's right. There is a difference between the king and the minister. You must always remember your position. In this regard, there is actually no difference between me and you."

Song Mo was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Qin Hao was trying to win over him, but he didn't care. As long as he could help him rescue his uncle, it would be the same for anyone to defect to.

"Your Highness of the King of Qin, Song Mo has another unhappy request."

Qin Hao looked at Song Mo with a firm look and sighed: "You still don't give up."

"Song Mo knew that Your Highness was in a dilemma, so he only asked His Highness to give some advice. As long as he could protect his uncle from his death, Song Mo would let him be sent in vain."

Qin Hao shook his head: "Forget it, for your sincere heart, I will help you again, but whether you can save the Duke of Ding depends on his luck."

"The father and Duke Ding were playmates since childhood, and they had a deep friendship. When Duke Ding left Beijing to suppress bandits, his father once handed half a ruler to Duke Ding, promising to beat the foolish monarch and the lower ones to beat the slanderous ministers. If you could take this half ruler to plead with the father, you might be able to save Duke Ding's life."

Song Mo was shocked. He remembered that his uncle often stared at half a ruler, but he didn't know that half a ruler had such a connection.

"Your Highness the King of Qin will never forget you."

"What is Prince Song doing? I didn't say anything."

After returning from the outer courtyard, Dou Zhao said to Qin Hao with some confusion: "Your Majesty will really keep someone under the knife just because of half a ruler?"

"It took Jiang Meisun a 20-year-old to make his father doubt whether he raised the enemy. If Jiang Meisun had been dragging him down and not exterminated, maybe his father would not dare to touch him easily. As a result, when his father was in a state of illness, the Dingguo Army wiped out the pirates. Whether it was to pave the way for the prince or to prevent the Dingguo army from losing its tail, Jiang Meisun must be dismissed."

"According to the character of his father, if Jiang Meisun obediently handed over the military power and no one in the court ran for him, he might be able to save his life. If Jiang Meisun had signs of forming a clique, there would be only a dead end to him."

"Then you let Song Mo..."

Qin Hao spread his hands: "If you tell Song Mo the truth, what do you think he will do? Giving him a little hope is better than seeking death."

"But if you give hope and let it be destroyed, wouldn't it be even more tormenting?"

"That's nothing to do with me, as long as he can remember to repay me with favors."

Dou Zhao didn't say anything anymore. If it were someone else, she might think that Qin Hao was a bit cruel to do this, but to Song Mo, a person who offended her scattered scales deserved it!

...

On the other hand, after Qin Hao and Dou Zhao left, Song Mo immediately sent someone to Futing Military Camp to find the half ruler. At the same time, he also began to move around, wanting to meet his uncle and ask where the half ruler was.

Unfortunately, Jiang Meisun was taken away by the Jiying Guard, and Mr. Wu was helpless, and even the prince did not dare to interfere.

Song Mo had no choice but to ask Mr. Wu to continue mediating in the court, but he tried his best to find out Jiang Meisun's whereabouts.

Finally, Song Mo's friend Yun Yangbo found out through the relationship between Queen Wan that Zhu Jianshen had issued an order to ask the Film Recording Guard to take Jiang Meisun to the palace for questioning. As a result, when Song Mo thought he would see his uncle soon, he found that there was no one in the sedan chair to the palace.

Song Mo immediately had an ominous premonition. When he arrived at the dock, he saw the guards of the Jiying Guard. With the help of Yun Yang Bo, Song Mo rushed into the ship warehouse, but found that his uncle had been killed. Before he died, he was still holding the half ruler in his hand.

Song Mo was exposed on the spot, just like he was crazy and wanted to go to the palace to ask for an explanation.

However, outside the gate of the imperial city, I met Qin Hao. Song Mo still insisted on breaking through. As a result, before he could pass by Qin Hao, he felt a numbness on the back of his neck and a black look in front of him fainted.

"Take him back and wait until he wakes up before letting him see me."

Qin Hao said to Yan Chaoqing coldly.

Yan Chaoqing hurriedly saluted Qin Hao: "Thank you, Your Highness, for helping you."

Then he carried Song Mo back.

However, this incident was still exposed to the court by the ministers, and many ministers advocated severe punishment of Song Mo.

"Your Majesty, Song Mo not only drew his sword to the Jiying Guard, but also tried to force his way into the palace gate. His crimes should be punished, and not being executed would not be enough to calm the public's anger!"

Zhu Jianshen was also a little embarrassed for a while. He felt more or less guilty about Jiang Meisun's death.

"Duke of England, what do you think?"

Originally, Zhu Jianshen felt that the tiger was poisonous and did not eat his son. As Song Mo's biological father, Song Yichun should beg for his son, right?

As a result, Song Yichun looked upright and upright: "Your Majesty, this evil son has done such a traitor, I dare not shelter him. Please punish him severely."

Zhu Jianshen was confused at that time. What was going on? Is this what my father should say?

Helplessly, Zhu Jianshen had to look at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao understood: "Father, my son thought that although Song Mo had inappropriate actions, he had made many outstanding achievements in the Dingguo Army and was a rare general. It would be a pity to kill him. It would be better to punish him slightly, which would not only teach Song Mo a lesson, but also give him a chance to make meritorious deeds."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Zhu Jianshen nodded with satisfaction and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Song Yichun.

"Your Majesty, I want to participate in the use of power for personal gain. As far as I know, the right person in Qin has a close personal relationship with Song Mo..."

Song Yichun was really cruel. If Qin Hao hadn't ruined his good deeds and asked Song Mo to make up the charge of breaking into the palace gate, even if Song Mo had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough to die.

Zhu Jianshen was dissatisfied when he heard this. You old thief, you don’t even have any poison in the tiger. How dare you slander my son?

"The British Duke is cautious about his words. The King of Qin has lived in the deep palace for a long time. Then Song Mo went to Futing to join the army at the age of eight. He has never had any social relationships. How could he say that his personal relationships are very close? He did not retreat quickly."

Although the British Duke was unwilling to accept it, he did not dare to anger Zhu Jianshen.

Seeing this, the other court officials naturally understood Zhu Jianshen's intention and stood up to plead for Qin Hao and Song Mo.

Zhu Jianshen punished Song Moting with thirty sticks and was confined to half a year without any pain.

After Song Mo woke up, he calmed down and knew that everything he did now would be useless. He was discouraged and went to the palace to receive the punishment. Then he went home and drank himself drunk all day long.

It was only after the persuasion of his mother Jiang Huisun that Song Mo cheered up again.

Because his mother was seriously ill, Song Mo happened to take this opportunity to stay in the mansion to take care of his mother. However, since his uncle Jiang Meisun lost power, his father Song Yichun's attitude towards the mother and son has been evidently bad.

At the same time, the court was not peaceful. Although Jiang Meisun was dead, the Dingguo Army was still there. Now that the pirates have been wiped out, the Dingguo Army naturally has no need to exist. After all, in order to raise the food and wages of the Dingguo Army in recent years, the national treasury has long been empty.

"Your Majesty, I think that Jinghai has been established now, and there is no need to continue to spend food and pay. It is better to dismiss the Dingguo army and give out military pay to deal with the Lizhen tribe in Liaodong."

The reason why King Qing hated Jiang Meisun to the core was largely because Jiang Meisun's Dingguo army occupied a large amount of money and grain quota in the court, which led to a lot of less money and grain given to him. How could he not spend money on rebellion?

"Your Majesty, you must not. Now the pirates take the reputation of the Dingguo army and dare not attack the coast of Futing again, but they just hid farther in Fusang, Siam, and Zhenla areas. If these pirates know that the Dingguo army has been laid off, they will definitely make a comeback. I hope your Majesty will think twice."

For a moment, Zhu Jianshen was also unsure of his mind. Suddenly, after a glance at him, he found that Qin Hao was actually dozing off in the court and suddenly started to look down.

"Ahem, King Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Hao pretended to be embarrassed when he was caught while he was absent in class: "Father, my son and I think that both censors are right, so it is better to take a compromise plan and sack part of the Dingguo Army, but still retain some to deter the remaining pirates."

Zhu Jianshen's eyes lit up: "Then how many people do you think are appropriate to lay off?"

"My son thinks that since we want to save food and pay, too few people are laid off and cannot achieve the goal, but too many people are laid off and it will affect the combat effectiveness of the Dingguo Army. It is better to choose 70,000 young and strong from the Dingguo Army and all the rest are laid off. What does the father think?"

Zhu Jianshen's eyes swept to the many officials in the court, thinking: You guys can't come up with a suitable solution after arguing, and they are not as insightful as my son.

"I'm going to discuss it."

"I also agree."

Most officials in the court agreed with the plan given by Qin Hao, but only the King Qing party was not satisfied with the plan.

Mr. Wu has changed a lot about Qin Hao, a idle prince who doesn’t have any sense of existence.

"Since that's the case, let the cabinet issue a charter as soon as possible and send someone to do it as soon as possible."

When he was down, Mr. Wu walked up to Qin Hao.

"Your Highness, can you choose someone who went to Futing to disarmament?"

"Master Wu Ge is afraid that he is asking the wrong person, right? This matter should be discussed by your cabinet." Qin Hao always kept his guard against such an old fox. Moreover, Mather Wu Ge is a hard-core princeling, so it is impossible for him to change his party just because of his outstanding performance.

Mr. Wu Ge laughed: "You proposed this plan for the abolition of His Highness the King of Qin, so you naturally have to ask for your opinions."

"Wu Ge Lao was joking, I don't have any suitable candidates."

Wu Ge bowed down and whispered: "Your Highness, how about you selling me my personal favor?"

"Wu Ge Lao's words are serious." Qin Hao pretended to ponder for a moment, then said with a smile.

"This disarmament means that 80,000 people will lose their jobs. In addition to the death of Ding Duke, the Ding Guo army is full of fire. If others go, they may not be able to suppress these arrogant soldiers and generals. If there is a mutiny, the consequences will be unimaginable. I believe that only one person can take on this important task."

Mr. Wu bowed again: "I wish to hear the details."

"Song Mo."

"Thank you, King Qin."

"Ge-Lady Wu is polite."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, with their own plans in their hearts, but they were tacit.

Soon, the imperial court's decree for disarmament was released. Song Mo was unwilling to disarmament at first, because it was all his life and death robbery. Now he was asked to destroy other people's jobs.
To be continued...