"Xiao'e."

"My slave is here."

"Go and notify Xiao Chengzi immediately and ask him to tell the imperial chef in the imperial dining room to prepare more than a hundred mutton soups.

Prepare a portion of food and other things as well."

"This slave obeys your orders, this slave will leave."

"Linger."

"My slave is here."

"You all should go to the harem first. I want to be alone for a while."

"Yes, I will leave this slave."

After the group of palace maids left, Young Master Liu nodded, took a sip of tea, and waited with a calm expression.

After about a moment of burning incense, the sound of voices one after another rang out from the front hall of Qinzheng Hall.

Young Master Liu heard the chatter of civil and military officials coming from the front hall, casually put down the tea cup in his hand, picked up the documents on the table, and walked towards the front hall with a calm expression.

Hearing the sound of the bead curtain, all the civil and military officials in the palace subconsciously looked towards the door leading to the apse.

Seeing Young Master Liu climbing up to the Dragon Platform alone, the hall instantly became quiet.

Young Master Liu had just sat down on the dragon chair, and all the civil and military officials in the hall bowed and saluted.

"I see your Majesty, long live my emperor."

"My lords, please take your seats without ceremony."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Young Master Liu waited until the officials knelt down and then looked down at his second son, Liu Chengzhi, who was kneeling at one of the first seats.

"Chengzhi."

"My son is here."

"Submit the documents regarding the food and fodder for the Second Route Western Expedition Army."

"My son, I obey."

Because Liu Song and Xiao Chengzi were not there, Liu Chengzhi had to climb towards the Longtai in person after getting up.

"Father, document."

Young Master Liu stretched out his hand to take the document from his son's hand, and pointed to the position next to the dragon chair.

"Chengzhi, you don't have to go down, just stand here for now."

Liu Chengzhi looked stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly after regaining his composure.

"Yes, I obey."

Young Master Liu opened the document in his hand and read the contents of the document attentively.

After a while.

Young Master Liu closed the documents in his hand and placed them directly on the dragon's eucalyptus.

"Xia Lao Aiqing, Hu Bu."

Xia Gongming, the chief minister of the cabinet, and Jiang Yuanming, the minister of household affairs, heard Mr. Liu's greeting and hurriedly came out holding the Chao Hut.

"The old minister is here."

"Housebu."

"The old minister is here."

"The matter of the second batch of food and fodder for the 100,000-strong army is no small matter. Do you have any problems there?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the food and fodder matters have been prepared."

"That's great, thank you for your hard work."

"Don't dare, don't dare, this is the responsibility of the veteran."

"Return to your seats and take your seats."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Old Xia loves you."

"The old minister is here."

"After the 100,000-strong army left the border, were there any important documents from Ganzhou and Suzhou that were transmitted to the DPRK?"

"Replying to Your Majesty, except for the previous report from His Highness the Second Prince to Your Majesty, the cabinet has not received any new golden letter."

Young Master Liu looked at Xia Gongming standing under the dragon platform, frowning slightly and thinking for a while.

"Didn't you receive even a golden letter?"

"Replying to Your Majesty, I haven't received a single letter in the recent past."

"Forget it if you don't. Old love, please return to your seat first."

When Xia Gongming heard what Liu Dashao said, he held the Chao Hut and bowed again.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say. I don't know whether to say it or not."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Your Majesty, I think that for the imperial court.

Compared with the frequent receipt of Jin withered Letters from the Second Army, I did not receive any Jin withered Letters.

On the contrary, it is a good thing.”

Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows, and after a moment's thought, he understood what Xia Gongming meant.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the dragon's eucalyptus, and Young Master Liu let out a gentle breath.

"Old dear, I understand what you mean.

You want to tell me that the reason why the Second Route Western Expedition Army did not frequently send Jin withered Letters is that it means that everything is safe and sound for them now.

Is it right?"

"Your Majesty is Holy Ming."

"I hope it's as you say!"

"Old minister, I made a wild guess, and I hope your majesty will forgive me."

"Return to your seats and take your seats."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Young Master Liu waited until Xia Gongming took his seat and immediately turned his attention to his uncle Song Qing.

"The Ministry of War."

Song Yu, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, immediately came out, took out a document from his sleeve and made a big salute.

"The old minister is here."

"Concerning the Second Route Western Expedition Army, how is your Ministry of War handling the list of soldiers who were lost due to acclimatization?"

"Back to Your Majesty, regarding the pension issue, veterans and colleagues from the Ministry of War have already drafted a regulation in accordance with the laws of the imperial court.

Now, we are just waiting for the names of Marshal Duan Dingbang and Marshal Duan of the Second West Expedition Army to come back."

Young Master Liu turned his head slightly, looked at his second son Liu Chengzhi and nodded gently.

"Chengzhi."

"My son understands."

Liu Chengzhi responded and walked quickly towards the foot of the dragon platform.

Dan smiled and took the document from Song Yu's hand, and Liu Chengzhi trotted back to the dragon platform.

"Father."

Young Master Liu took the document from the second son's hand, opened it and started to read it.

After a while, Mr. Liu folded the documents in his hands and placed them on the dragon platform. He glanced down at Xia Song Yu who was standing on the dragon platform.

"The Ministry of War."

"The old minister is here."

"Add one more article to the original provisions of this charter."

"His Majesty?"

"The families of these soldiers will be exempted from taxes for three years."

"The old minister obeys the order. After the old minister returns, he will draft a new charter."
To be continued...