Emperor Wu sighed and stood up. Dai Quan rushed forward to help him.

"I don't know. Although the new year has not passed, can you tell me that the years are short, and it will not be the beginning of the year when they go back, the color of spring. Please delay it any longer. Lin Hunqing doesn't know if he can survive until then."

Zhou Shihong was a little sad but more angry. The news from Jinling, Yangzhou, Suzhou and other places in the south of the Yangtze River all reported good news. Some of them actually made auspicious things, which was really ridiculous.

The number of refugees transferred from the capital to outside the customs has exceeded his own prediction. There are 400,000 people in the capital city. I don’t know how many there are in Zhongzhou, so there are even more places.

In the northwest and south, the secret guards in various places also report secretly. In various counties and cities, disasters are frequent, the harvests are poor, and the people have no place to live, which leads to the rise of thieves in various places, the proliferation of cults, disaster relief, bandit suppression, appeasement, etc., and money is also flowing away.

It's good to go out and things will be stable for the time being. I don't know when it will happen again.

Although the capital is urging Dongjia to increase the salt tax in Jiangnan and save tens of millions of cars of red silver every year, it is unclear how long it will last.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Lin Tanhua is naturally auspicious and has his own destiny. Furthermore, Ji Qianhu has already gone south to the east of the river. A letter will come back soon."

"I hope so."

Emperor Wu, with a heavy face, walked to the window, opened the window and looked outside. The courtyard in the cold winter remained unchanged and dead silent. There were evergreen pines and cypresses, standing proudly, but they were alone there, in the courtyard.

One of the paintings is out of place, just like Lin Ruhai's current situation.

It's hard to stand alone in the south, and there are only aristocratic families around. Jackals and wolves are around, waiting for opportunities to eat. Isn't it time for me to kill the emperor and seize power? Can I think of the former prince, who has been the prince for twenty years, and the deep-rooted

The situation was a complete failure, and all the arrangements made over the years were wiped out.

Tiger poison does not even eat its seeds,

The emperor is so cruel.
Chapter completed!