The words from Lishan are gone till midnight, and the rain and bells are filled with tears and no complaints.
Three black-armored knights rode through the street, causing pedestrians to give way.
It is strictly forbidden to ride horses in Jinling City, but there is only one situation where it is allowed.
Eight hundred miles to expedite the military situation.
The people frowned.
Such black-armored knights have a special name among the people.
"crow."
Whenever a crow appears, it always brings bad news.
And this bad news often means that many people will die.
Several middle-aged men squatting and setting up stalls on the street looked at each other for a few times.
He put away his smile and cleaned up the stall in silence.
Several men returned home, took out a set of armor from under the bed and from the cabinet, and started wiping it.
Not long after, the black-armored knight arrived in front of the palace and handed over the urgent paperwork in silence.
He was escorted all the way into the main hall, where civil and military officials had been waiting outside the main hall for the past few days.
There has been no news from the harem. After the second wave of dragon pulse, His Majesty has not been to court again. As everyone knows, it has only been in the past few days.
The document was handed along the way and reached the prime minister's hands.
In the past few days, with the support of the Prime Minister, Princess Zhaoyang began to supervise the country and learn to handle political affairs.
If nothing else happens, Princess Zhaoyang will be the next emperor of Zhao Kingdom.
Although there were inevitably voices of opposition, they were all suppressed by the Prime Minister.
The prime minister is the representative of the Legalist family. If he makes a decision, it means that the Legalist family stands behind the princess.
In fact, in the eyes of many people, there is no suspense in this battle for succession.
After all, the princess is the emperor's only bloodline. King Puyang is already old, and the ninth son has not been adopted into the name of Emperor Zhao.
The only one left who is eligible to inherit is the princess.
The Prime Minister frowned and read the document, without saying anything, and extended his hand to Princess Zhaoyang next to him.
The princess' originally sad face became even more serious.
After a moment of silence, he turned to the ministers and said, "The barbarians are knocking on the door."
The oppressive atmosphere in the hall became even more solemn.
When His Majesty is critically ill, the barbarians really know how to pick the right moment.
I'm afraid this year will be difficult.
No one spoke for a long time, and the Minister of War had no choice but to step forward and said, "Let Duke Cheng send someone to support him first."
Prime Minister: "The Duke has already sent troops after receiving the news. But this year may be different. The barbarians are not going to grab some food and leave like in previous years. Judging from the current intelligence, this time they have gathered 300,000 horses. I'm afraid
I want to take advantage of His Majesty..." He didn't say it out loud.
"They shouldn't retreat so easily this time." Zhaoyang took over.
Zhaoyang's face became even sadder: "Can the money from the national treasury still support us in fighting such a battle?"
The Prime Minister shook his head: "Such a war cannot be considered in terms of money. We must fight if we can hold it, and if we cannot hold it, we must fight."
Minister of Household Affairs: "There is still some money left. But if the barbarian country comes with all its strength, no amount of money can withstand such a waste."
All the ministers expressed their difficulties one after another.
Zhaoyang looked helplessly at the ministers quarreling in the main hall.
"beat."
Weak voices were mixed among the ministers.
Although the voice was small, it was immediately heard by them. The ministers quickly quieted down and looked at Princess Zhaoyang.
Zhaoyang wiped away the tears hanging on his face and repeated it again.
"beat!"
The hall was quiet for a while.
Then it quickly started to get noisy again.
But this time, no one complained.
I only heard someone yelling: "You old fool, all the money should be allocated to me. Where can you get food if you don't have money?"
Another voice also shouted: "Food is important, but aren't armor and weapons important?"
Another voice sounded: "Horse! If we don't have enough horses, can we outrun the barbarians?"
The Prime Minister looked at the Zhao Kingdom rulers in the main hall with a smile, who had been reading the official documents for decades, and saw them arguing with red faces and thick necks.
He said to Zhaoyang: "Don't worry! With these old guys here, Zhaoguo cannot collapse."
The minister with sharp ears heard this and turned to the prime minister and shouted: "You old man! You are the old man. If you don't give me one hundred thousand taels of silver for this matter, we won't be finished!"
Another minister scolded: "Bah! Calling you an old man is worth a hundred thousand taels of silver! Why don't you go and grab it? Aren't you just an old man?"
The person being scolded didn't care, he chuckled and said, "It's faster than robbing. You can scold me all you want, just give me money."