"Your Majesty, the national treasury has been almost empty. It is absolutely impossible to organize supplies on this scale."
Above the main hall of the court, Lin Zhenyue, the Minister of Household Affairs, held a memorial, bent over and spoke loudly.
"Lin Aiqing, I also know that this is not easy." Li Yiru, who was wearing a golden robe on the golden throne, lightly opened her lips and said softly, "It's just a report from the front line. The enemy is likely to launch a general attack. The victory or defeat of this war will depend on it. Maybe in these few days, if we don’t use our full strength now, when will we wait?”
After a period of adaptation, Li Yiru's face is now less immature and more majestic.
Her face was still beautiful, and her slender figure was set off by the imperial golden robe sewn to her body. However, no one dared to regard her as a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
Only a few days after taking the throne, Li Yiru miraculously gained a firm foothold and firmly controlled the entire Daqian government. The originally chaotic and turbulent empire was like a lubricated gear, and it began to operate smoothly again.
Even Prime Minister Sun Jian, a seasoned court official, once praised the political talent of the new empress during a private gathering of several friends, saying that she had "the appearance of a great emperor."
"Your Majesty, as the saying goes, it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice." Lin Shangshu expressed embarrassment, "Even if I chop off the minister's head, I can't change what I don't have."
Looking at Lin Zhenyue's bitter face, a trace of hesitation flashed across Li Yiru's watery eyes.
She knew that what the Minister of the Ministry of Finance said was true. With the participation of the Holy Land, the scale of this war had far exceeded expectations. At this time, the Daqian Empire was almost exhausted and stretched to the point where it was almost impossible to even have officials. Even the salary cannot be paid out, so it is really not easy to organize a decent supply for the front line.
However, she would not be willing to just sit in the Jinluan Hall and wait for the outcome of the war.
"Your Majesty, Cao Min has discussed this with Brother Liu, Brother Ma and other major chamber of commerce presidents."
At this time, Shangguan Tong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly interjected, "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. Now we are in danger. Although we are merchants, we are still willing to do our little bit for the front line. This last supply will be provided by Let’s let the top ten trading houses take the responsibility!”
In the past, businessmen like Shangguan Tong and Liu Dongqiang were not qualified to enter the court to discuss matters. However, during this special period, in the Jinluan Hall, the heads of the ten major trading houses gathered here, which shows that the Daqian Empire has What a situation he was forced into.
"Shangguan Family Master, Shengyu Trading Company has already donated a lot of materials for this war." Li Yiru's eyes lit up, and then he said worriedly, "Even the transportation costs of SF Express are paid by you. If you bear such responsibility again, If there are too many supplies, will it be harmful to the Chamber of Commerce..."
"If we were the only family, it would indeed be a bit difficult." Shangguan Tong smiled slightly, "But with the help of Brother Liu, Brother Ma and other guild presidents, it won't be a difficult task."
"I will never forget your kindness!" Li Yiru stood up slowly and bowed deeply in the direction of Shangguan Tong, Liu Dongqiang and Ma Yun.
"Serve the country as you wish!" all the presidents of the trading houses responded in unison.
After passing the most important resolution on the supply of war supplies, other issues in the court were discussed much faster.
Half an hour later, everyone in the hall dispersed. Li Yiru rubbed his slightly sore eyes and felt a faint growl in his stomach.
Ordinarily, with her current level of cultivation, she no longer needs to eat too much food.
However, for this former biggest foodie in the imperial capital, the purpose of food is no longer to fill the stomach and supplement nutrition, but more like a hobby and a way to relax.
So hungry!
I really want to eat Zhong Wen’s cooking!
I don't know where he is now or what he is doing.
In the mind of Her Majesty the Empress, a smiling and delicate face appeared inexplicably, as well as all kinds of delicious delicacies that were delicious in color, fragrance, and mouth-watering.
She raised her jade arms high above her head and stretched out greatly. When she lowered her head, she found that there was still a figure standing alone in the hall and did not leave with everyone.
"Uncle Li Huang?"
Seeing clearly that the person staying was his uncle, Prince Li Zhuo, Li Yiru couldn't help but blush slightly, calmed down, and asked calmly, "Is there anything else you can do?"
"Oh, oh, it's okay." Li Zhuo seemed to be immersed in inexplicable thoughts, "As we get older, people become sentimental. Every time I see Your Majesty, I always think of that girl from my family. I don't know where she is now.
, how are you doing."
"Is there no news about Xuefei yet?" Li Yiru asked softly.
"Although people often come to the palace to deliver news." Li Zhuo shook his head, "but most of them are profit-seeking people who are aiming for the bounty, and there is no reliable one."
There were many wrinkles on his face. In just a few months, he seemed to have aged ten years. He was completely different from the radiant and heroic Prince Li before.
"Ji people have their own destiny." Li Yiru didn't know what to say, so he could only console her calmly, "A beautiful and kind-hearted girl like Xuefei, even if she comes to heaven, she can't bear to see her suffer."
"That's not necessarily true."
From somewhere, a gloomy voice suddenly came, "Your Majesty, you are so beautiful, but you are going to suffer."
"who?"
Li Zhuo's expression changed, his whole body jumped up like a spring, he looked around in annoyance, and gave a sharp shout.
But Li Yiru's face remained as usual, and she just glanced at the corner of the hall casually, with a smart light shining in her eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
I saw two figures, one fat and one thin, appearing in the splendid hall. "I heard before that Emperor Daqian was a rare beauty in the world. I still didn't believe it. Now I know that it is better to meet him than to be famous.
Your Majesty's beauty is actually far beyond imagination."
The speaker is the fat man on the left wearing a white robe.
He looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, and as he spoke, a lustful light shone from his small eyes. The fat on his face and body trembled. Looking from a distance, he was almost as long as a ball of flesh.
Standing on his right was a man in red who was so thin that he was just skin and bones. His sunken cheeks made his cheekbones look more convex, like a character from a cartoon.
"Who are you two?"
Despite his verbal teasing, Li Yiru didn't seem angry, and her tone remained gentle and calm, "Why did you sneak into my Daqian Palace in such a sneaky way?"
"Look at my memory, I'm so rude."
The fat man in white robe pretended to slap his forehead, "Let's go to the south first. His name is Dongying. The two of us are from the Stranger Valley in the north. How lucky we are to see His Majesty's face like a sinking fish and the appearance of a falling wild goose today!"
"Strange Valley?" Li Yiru repeated the name softly, feeling extremely unfamiliar.
"There's an assassin!"
Li Zhuo, Prince Li, already realized that something was wrong. He suddenly let go of his voice and shouted loudly, "Escort me! Protect me!"
Before he finished speaking, a blue figure suddenly flashed through the air, as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, and jumped towards the fat and thin people in the Stranger Valley.
"Lord Xi!"
Seeing the identity of the visitor, Li Zhuo felt relieved and immediately felt that his safety was guaranteed.
Since the first two Jinjiawei generals took the lead and then changed their minds, the heavy responsibility of guarding the Daqian Palace fell on Venerable Xi.
Even he himself probably did not expect that the business would come so quickly. Not many days after he took office, the palace was actually invaded, giving him an opportunity to show his strength.
"boom!"
Fatty Nanxian smiled strangely, raised his right arm suddenly, and faced Venerable Xi with a palm face to face.
The next moment, Venerable Xi, who had a great reputation in the imperial capital, was shocked and flew backwards, slamming into the glittering golden palace wall.
The solid wall dented in an instant, and even several metal crystal lamp stands were smashed and fell to the ground with clatter.
This spiritual leader who protects the imperial capital failed to survive a single round in Nan Xian's hands.
However, at the moment when Venerable Xi and Nan Xian were fighting, Li Yiru had already left the throne, got into the back of the hall, and ran away without a trace.
"Escort! Escort!"
Seeing Venerable Xi's defeat, Li Zhuo's heart beat wildly, and cold sweat broke out on his vest. He ran towards the main entrance of the hall, shouting hysterically, "There is an assassin! Golden-armored guards, come and protect us!"
"I'm going to chase the emperor!"
Nan Xian frowned and shouted softly at Dongying beside him, "First kill this noisy guy, and then help me!"
Seeing the thin man Dongying nodding his head in approval, Nan Xian flashed and rushed to the back of the hall with lightning speed, quickly disappearing from sight.
Dongying's eyes fell on Li Zhuo who was barely able to step out of the palace door, and a hint of violence flashed in his eyes.
Prince Li was running wildly when he suddenly felt his whole body stagnant. He was completely frozen and could no longer move even half a step.
"Although he is just a weak ant, if he alerts the Wen Dao Academy, he will be trouble after all..."
Dongying's cold voice came to my ears, "I don't like trouble, so I have to ask you to die!"
Prince Li couldn't move, and Dongying's thin figure appeared in front of his eyes.
Unexpectedly, I, Li Zhuo, would die here!
Watching the opponent's palm fall on his head with unparalleled momentum, he felt bitter and desperate in his heart, and his daughter Li Xuefei's delicate and beautiful face appeared in his mind involuntarily.