"Actually, this time, it's also a good thing for us. It just so happens that Bei Mo is holding back the main forces of the imperial court."

"Aren't Mr. Tan worried about Bei Mo's victory? If so, wouldn't the first thing this king do after he ascended the throne would be like Bei Mo's surrender?" Shang Junyue was displeased.

"Those with eyes higher than the top in Beimo can compare to the Subei Army. Maybe the time comes to celebrate the success of His Highness, as well as the victory from the Subei Army." Mr. Tan said.

"Mr. Tan seems to know the people of Beimo very well?" Shang Jun asked casually.

"After a little dealing, Your Highness doesn't have to worry about things over there. It doesn't matter if you lose the battle. The big deal is to give them Subei again."

Shang Junyue didn't speak anymore. It's not like he didn't see how long the former emperor let out Subei and was scolded by the Dahuan people. Even if there was such a day, he was determined not to let this crime fall on his own head.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Mr. Tan continued: "Even if it is time to give up Subei, this war is not because of you. At that time, you will be the victor, and it is very difficult to change the world's ideas. Is it difficult?"

"What Mr. Tan said is, are we still waiting now? I wonder if Mr. Tan can tell us what we are waiting for." King Yue didn't want to be someone who didn't know anything.

"Of course we are waiting for someone who can help us win in one fell swoop." Mr. Tan refused to say more.

The troops sent by the imperial court did not just surround Hanzhou and do nothing. They were given special explanations before they set off. The enemy may not only be in the Hanzhou city, but also pay more attention to other places.

Therefore, in addition to the team besieging the city, the generals in charge of the counter-insurgency also allocated a part of their staff to look for suspicious people around.

Especially in the west.

Hanzhou is located in an open area, only to the west, backed by rolling mountains, the army that entered Hanzhou before entered through this place.

The mountains are sparsely populated and most prone to Tibetans.

The battle with Hanzhou was in a stalemate. On the other hand, receiving the order of the imperial court, garrisoned troops in various places surrounded the fief of the King of Yue, waiting for the arrival of the people sent by the imperial court.

"Which minister is your Majesty planning to send to Yuezhou?" In the warm bedroom, Shen Yu took off his thick cloak and handed it to the palace servant who was waiting on the side.

He and Shang Junlin had just come in from outside. Compared with the cold outside, the temperature inside the hall was too high.

Concerned about the gloomy body, the earth dragon in Yuzhang Palace burned more vigorously than other palaces.

"Xun Chao." Shang Junlin took off his coat and walked to the soft couch to sit down.

Xun Chao, Lord Xun, made a great contribution to the Subei incident. After returning to the court with Fang Jun, he took over Fang Jun's original position. Shang Junlin trusted him very much, and it was appropriate to send him to this matter.

"Master Xun is attentive, and I want to be able to handle Yuezhou's affairs well."

The palace servant brought hot tea for the two of them, Shen Yu picked up a cup, and after drinking, the whole body warmed up.

"I originally wanted Fang Jun to pass. In recent years, there have been too many things in the DPRK. Before I even opened my mouth, I was stopped by the Prime Minister."

Fang Jun finally entered the cabinet, and the prime minister did not want to turn around and be sent away again. There are so many things to do in the court. If Fang Jun was to deal with Yuezhou's affairs, he would have to deal with the big and small. kind of thing.

"The Prime Minister finally found someone who can take on government affairs together, so don't embarrass him, Your Majesty." Shen Yu chuckled.

"He and Fang Jun both recommended Xun Chao, and I have no objection. Although he has made great contributions to Subei's matter, it is an undeniable fact that the middle and those people do. ." Shang Junlin pulled the man's wrist and hugged him into his arms.

"Isn't your majesty what these ministers are thinking? It's just that they feel that Lord Xun is blocking their way. Yes, they can find something wrong. This time they went to Yuezhou to solve the problem there. If it can be solved perfectly , there will be no such person in the DPRK and China who will hold on to his old affairs again."

"I think so too. The Prime Minister and Fang Jun brought it up, and there should be some considerations in this regard."

After receiving the imperial decree, Xun Chao did not stay in the court for much longer, and immediately took people to Yuezhou. In addition to Xun Dynasty, Shang Junlin also sent several officials to accompany him, some from aristocratic families and some from poor families.

Coincidence or not, these people are basically officials who accompanied Fang Jun to Subei.

This trip is not completely safe. Although the King of Yue is not in Yuezhou, he has stayed in the fief for so many years, and it is inevitable that he will leave behind some backers. One of the purposes of Xun heading towards them is to solve the hidden dangers that may arise.

"Your Majesty, Subei came to report, the Subei army has won a great victory, and now Beimo has surrendered!" Eunuch Meng walked in excitedly.

Soon, the court received a letter of surrender from Bei Mo.

"Great, God bless me Dahuan!"

Although knew that the victory of this battle would be the Subei Ar, the real victory was different from conjecture. Before the dust settled, any accident could happen.

It is different now, the war with Bei Mo has ended, the result has been determined, and there will be no more unexpected situations.

In the early morning, the ministers showed joy on their faces. After hearing the news that the King of Yue was embracing his own troops, the courtiers who had been worried for a long time were finally able to let go.

The Subei Army was not hindered by Bei Mo, and it was undoubtedly more difficult for the King of Yue to succeed.

The next day, the People's Daily reported on this matter.

"I knew that the Subei Army could win. That's great, they should beat the people of Beimo to the ground!"

"It is said that this time the Beimo people also swore that they would give us a dismount, but as a result, they were beaten to the ground by the Subei Army."

"They have been defeated before. Who gave them the confidence to defeat the Subei Army?"

"Will the imperial court demand compensation from the people of Beimo? Back then, Beimo was a lion and swamped the entire Subei. If you want me to tell you, you should also compensate us for a piece of land."

"More than Subei, the treasury was emptied by half."

"If we take the initiative to ask for compensation, is it a loss of grace?"

"What kind of demeanor do you need at this time? Of course, the most important thing is the interests at hand. Back then, they asked us for it, but I didn't see them saying that it was a loss of demeanor."

"Yes, yes."

North Korea and China are also arguing over the matter.

Bei Mo presented the surrender letter, and only the surrender letter, other than that, there was no indication.

"I can't just forget it," the Prime Minister stood up, "If this time I let it go, will Bei Mo feel that it doesn't matter if we lose the war with us, anyway, we don't need to pay any price, can we attack anytime and anywhere in the future? Subei?"

"Having said that, but I am a big country, I can't take the initiative to ask for compensation when the price drops."

"What's wrong," Hubu Shangshu glanced at the speaker, "Do you really think that we have nothing to lose if we win? Would you like me to list them one by one and show you how much we spent in this war? money?"

After speaking, no matter what the person's reaction was, the Minister of the Household began to read the bill eloquently.

No matter at any time, the cost of war is huge. If a new model for disaster relief was not adopted this year, and the entire treasury was not taken, the strategy of the Beimo people might have been successful.

The consumption of a war is no less than that of disaster relief. If the national treasury is really exhausted in advance due to all-out disaster relief, this war can drag Dahuan's economy to death.

After the Minister of the Ministry of Housing finished reading, no one in the DPRK said anything against it.

Fang Jun also stood up: "Even if it's for deterrence, the other party needs compensation. If you really don't pay anything, Bei Mo can attack casually in the future. Only this time makes them feel the pain. If we start a war again, we will consider it a few more times.”

"Master Fang is right. Otherwise, wouldn't others think that we Dahuan are easy to bully? You can do anything casually, and even if you lose a battle, you will have nothing to lose."

The opinions of the DPRK and China immediately turned towards the need to ask Bei Mo for compensation.

Shang Junlin sat on the dragon chair, and seeing that they were almost quarreling, he said, "The Minister of the Household will first calculate the loss this time, and then discuss the specific compensation with the Prime Minister and other Aiqings."

"The minister leads the decree." The Minister of the Household handed over.

Next, the discussion is on the issue of reward for merit and deeds. Since we have won the battle, those who should be promoted and those who should be rewarded should not be less.

Shang Junlin has always been generous to the soldiers, treated them well, and gave them enough rewards. Like this time, he directly gave a young man who had just joined the Subei Army and won several beautiful victories to make an exception for promotion.

The ministers were used to Shang Junlin's generosity in this regard, and no one stood up to annoy him at this time.

After going down to court, Shang Junlin left several ministers to discuss matters in the imperial study.

"I think the grassland next to Subei is good, what does the Prime Minister think?"

The prime minister heard the song and knew the elegant meaning: "This minister also thinks it is very good, Da Huan is lacking such a grassland."

Several other ministers also expressed their views.

Seeing that the ministers understood what they meant, Shang Junlin was satisfied: "You can make a general plan for the compensation first, and then show it to me."

"The minister obeys the order."

Because of Bei Mo's surrender, the imperial court was busy again. On the way to the Prime Minister's departure from the palace, he was once again fortunate that Fang Jun was left behind, otherwise all these matters would have to be on him again.

When Shang Junlin came out, it was raining lightly outside, and Eunuch Meng hurried over with an umbrella: "Is Your Majesty going directly to Yuzhang Palace?"

"Um."

The palace servant brought the cloak, and Shang Junlin put it on and stepped into the rain.

Depressed in painting.

After a few strokes, the man's figure fell on the paper.

The sky is gray, the land is scorched black, the war is spreading, and only men stand with swords.

The flag fell, the flagpole was broken, and bright red blood splattered on it, becoming the only color in the picture.

Shen Yu drew the picture in his mind little by little.

The man in the painting did not show his face, he was wearing black armor and a mask made of black iron on his face.

Shen Yu lowered his head and used extremely fine silver to draw patterns on the mask.

When Shang Junlin came in, he did not let the palace staff report it. Eunuch Meng stood outside the door holding a cloak and an umbrella, and did not follow up.

Steady footsteps broke the silence of the room.

Shen Yu finished the last stroke and raised his head.

A man in a royal robe of a black emperor walked towards him, gradually becoming one with the man in armor in the painting, and the blurred face under the mask instantly became clear.

"What is Ayu painting?" Shang Junlin walked over.

"Paint Your Majesty." Shen Yu put the pen on the pen holder.

Shang Junlin walked over, looked at the depression for a while, and then set his eyes on the painting.

"Why did you draw me wearing a mask?"

"Don't your majesty think this is mysterious and beautiful?"

Shang Junlin thought thoughtfully: "It turns out that Ayu likes this kind of thing, I have someone make the same pair and wear it for you to see."

"With a mask," Shang Junlin walked slowly behind Shen Yu, attached to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Will Ayu be more excited?"

The author has something to say: Cosplay Little Theater:

The man wore a mask covering the upper half of his face, his temperament was cold, and the dark eyes rolled with ink. When his love was deep, Shen Yu eagerly wanted to kiss his lips, but in the end he only fell on the cold mask...