GBP Chapter 200: It seems that the court cannot move without her
Chapter 200: It seems that the court cannot move without her
The capital would certainly be more stable with her in charge, but the newly trained team of ministers are no pushovers and are fully capable of holding up the overall situation even if she is not there.
In addition, now that the traitor has been found, everyone has put aside their grudges and is facing the outside world together, building an unbreakable wall, which is enough to make her feel at ease.
Once this thought comes up, I can no longer suppress it.
Wen Hemian carefully selected the people in his mind, thinking that it was better to do it today than to wait for another day, so he simply asked them to stay for a while during the meeting to let them say if they had any opinions.
"I want to go to the North. What do you think?"
Everyone present was an old acquaintance who had dealt with each other many times. Wen Hemian's sudden politeness made them feel uneasy for some reason.
The Minister of Rites stubbornly became the first person to stand up.
"Now that the war situation is stable and your majesty is doing well in the north, why does Lord Wen need to take the risk to go there? With you in charge in the capital, those people are convinced and dare not act rashly!"
Although the Minister of Rites had some complaints about her before, facts speak louder than words, and Wen Hemian just has this ability.
After all, they are teacher and student. She and His Majesty seem to have completely different personalities, but in fact they are very similar in nature. She is gentle yet strong, and can make the people under her obey her.
"That's right, Lord Wen, why do you have to go there?"
"It would be great to stay in Beijing..."
The accident three years ago still scares many people. They simply cannot imagine how mad His Majesty will be if someone attacks Lord Wen again.
The past year has been too comfortable and no one wants to experience that high-pressure feeling again. For this reason, they also asked Lord Wen to stay.
It seems that there are many people who share the same idea as the Minister of Rites.
After so many years, she has become the backbone in everyone's eyes again. How can I describe this feeling? It's very strange, but I also feel inexplicably touched.
But Wen Hemian couldn't always follow their ideas.
What made her happy was that the few people she knew did not speak up and try to persuade her.
She listened to them calmly and then spoke: "I have made up my mind. You gentlemen don't need to persuade me anymore. The capital is not just mine. I believe that even if I am not here, you can handle these things in an orderly manner."
Wen Hemian glanced at them slowly and suddenly smiled: "Take an example, when your Majesty stopped attending court for a few months, wasn't there any chaos in the court?"
So, they are actually too dependent on her.
It seems as if the court cannot function without her, but in fact it is not true.
Hearing this, the ministers looked at each other in bewilderment.
After a moment, Lu Zishen said the question that everyone was most concerned about: "Sir Wen, I think they may be worried about your safety."
The ministers all vaguely realized that if His Majesty was like a sword hanging in the air, then Lord Wen might be the scabbard of this sword.
"This is indeed a problem." Wen Hemian said frankly. She pondered in her heart for a while, and then smiled. "Three years ago, it was just an accident. Since I have decided to go, I have made all the preparations. Everyone, His Majesty believes in you, and I believe in you too."
"The rest, no need to say."
Wen Hemian is very easy to talk to, and it's rare for him to be so assertive.
"I think it's not just me, you guys are also worried about His Majesty. If that's the case, I'll go over and keep an eye on him. I believe you'll all feel more at ease."
After so many words were said before, the ministers were still hesitant, but when these words were spoken, they all fell silent.
After a long while, someone nodded and raised his hand to bow to her: "I hope Lord Wen, this trip goes well."
The others sighed and followed suit.
Wen Hemian nodded: "Thank you."
Having said this, there is no need to say more.
Wen Hemian had been planning this for a few days, and now it was natural for him to hand over the matters at hand, and he selected another three thousand men and horses, ready to set off after a good rest.
During the march, Xie Lang's position was changing all the time, and Wen Hemian couldn't be sure where he was. Moreover, if he accidentally broke into the enemy's encirclement, he would be held back.
She looked through the map several times and finally decided to go meet up with her parents first. After all, they were close by, and it wouldn't be too late to look for them once she had confirmed their location.
This time there won't be as big a ceremony as last time. The ministers all have their own things to do, and Wen Hemian didn't let anyone else come along except a few of his good friends.
It is worth mentioning that Murong Yue will also go to the north with her.
In his own words, after being a traveling merchant for so many years, he knew the area very well, and if anyone was to act as a guide, no one would be more suitable than him.
Besides, he was a subordinate trained by King Huailing.
"It is not appropriate for us to say anything more to you. Anyway, Lord Wen, please be careful in everything."
Liu Qiongyue walked forward and hugged Wen Hemian, her voice soft.
Seeing this, the little girl Sui Sui, who was held by Lu Zishen, couldn't help it. She walked forward with her short legs and imitated her mother to hug her, saying in a childish voice: "Master Wen, be careful~"
Everyone in the group was amused by the little girl's innocent behavior.
Wen Hemian rubbed her head and responded with a serious smile: "Okay, I'll bring you something fun when I come back."
After a brief speech, Wen Hemian did not let his men wait any longer. He mounted his horse and without looking back, he rode straight towards the north.
She was very fortunate to have a healthy body in her life, so it was not difficult for her to travel. However, to be on the safe side, she did not travel too fast along the way.
Long before she left, she wrote a letter in Beijing and sent it to the military camp in advance, hoping that God would be kind to her and allow the letter to be successfully delivered to the person it was intended for.
At the same time, Prince Jia Xie Yong received false news from the capital.
Just over ten days ago, Xie Lang led his troops to a place not far from his fiefdom's residence. However, for some unknown reason, his troops have been kept inactive for these days and no one has come to attack him, which made all his plans go to waste.
Xie Yong nonchalantly admired the dancer's graceful figure: "Does the little emperor really have such patience? He didn't even come to see me."
The staff member beside him said: "According to what I have learned, they are probably making preparations in secret."
"Preparation?" Xie Yong couldn't help laughing. "Are you planning how to collect grain to make up for the leak? I just saw the letter yesterday. I heard that the treasury is empty and the capital is in a mess right now."
The staff member asked carefully: "Your Majesty, are you sure that this news is true?"
"Whether it's true or not, what does it matter? This place is a thousand miles away from the capital. As time goes by, the food supply will be insufficient, and the weather will get colder. Who knows who will be the one to panic by then."
Xie Yong said slowly: "Don't forget, this is my home ground."