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Chapter 42: Submissive ministers get what they want

It has been nearly three updates since the Daming Palace was released.

Shortly after Li Tang returned to Chang'an, the curfew system was restored. But tonight, as long as he was a man with eyes, he would not question the Uighur Yehu, who had just been named King Zhongyi.

So Luo Miao took his dawn horse and walked forward on the street.

Looking back, the lights in the Daming Palace were brightly lit. Looking forward, there were lights everywhere in the streets and alleys, as if the war had long been gone.

However, Luo Miao knew that this was not the case.

On the one hand, An Qingxu was entrenched in Yecheng and could make a comeback at any time if he didn't get rid of it.

On the other hand, although Shi Siming, who controlled most of the Yan army, had surrendered, he kept recruiting troops in secret, which was obviously a ill-gotten plot.

Faced with such a situation, Luo Miao and Guo Ziyi both believed that they should take advantage of the victory and completely eliminate the disaster!

But the Li family didn't do this.

After the great victory in Shaanxi County, Guo Ziyi followed Luo Miao's advice and quickly sent troops to Luoyang.

Sure enough, An Qingxu had no time to gather enough soldiers and could only escape in a hurry. What is infuriating is that before leaving, he killed more than 30 previously captured Tang army generals, including Ge Shuhan, a veteran general who had defeated Tongguan.

When Guo Ziyi's army arrived at the city of Luoyang, only 50,000 old and weak soldiers were left in the city. However, if these 50,000 old and weak soldiers were determined to resist stubbornly, the Tang army would be a little tricky. Fortunately, these people surrendered to the Tang army under the leadership of Yan Zhuang.

After occupying Luoyang, Guo Ziyi did not stop and immediately dispatched troops and planned to pursue An Qingxu.

But at this time, Li Chu, who had not yet become the crown prince, rushed to Luoyang.

Because Tokyo has been recovered, Li Chu did not say much about Guo Ziyi's unauthorized dispatch of troops, but instead praised him. But at the same time, he also sternly rejected Guo Ziyi's proposal to pursue An Qingxu on the grounds that the soldiers were tired.

Seeing the fighter plane slipping away from his eyes, Guo Ziyi was so anxious that he stamped his feet and beat his chest, but he had no choice but to do anything.

So the battle situation was dragged into today's situation.

Li Chu did not punish Yan Zhuang, who led his army to surrender, and politely invited him to Chang'an to meet Li Heng.

After Li Heng saw him, he did not blame him at all and even appointed him as Si Jiaqing. Just looking at the grade, he was only half a level lower than his original censor.

Thinking of Yan Zhuang, Luo Miao couldn't help but think of his white horse, which Vika called "Dabai". The horse has been following him for six or seven years. He originally thought that after regaining Luoyang, he would return to the mountains and forests, but he didn't expect that he would never have a chance.

"Xiaohong, do you want to be Dabai?" Luo Miao gently stroked the mane of the maroon horse and said softly.

This horse was given to him by Viaga this time when he visited Viaga.

After becoming the Dunhuang Princess, Vijay gradually got used to living in the palace. However, the jujube horse naturally liked to gallop, so naturally he liked the vast world outside the palace.

Viaga also felt that it was a pity that the jujube horse was following her in the palace. In addition, seeing that Luo Miao lost the white horse, he gave the jujube horse to his brother.

At this time, when he heard Luo Miao's question, Zhuhongma suddenly shook his head and made intermittent hums with his nostrils, as if expressing his condolences.

"Did you understand?" Luo Miao shook his head with a wry smile.

Just as he was angry that Luo Miao questioned him, the hum of the jujube horse became even louder.

"Okay, OK, I know you understand!" Luo Miao kept stroking its mane, finally calming it down.

"I'll go and meet that person." Luo Miao looked up at the empty street and whispered.

So he walked through the streets and alleys for about two quarters of an hour and came to a mansion.

"Dangdangdang", "Dangdangdang"...

The knock on the door echoed in the empty streets, making it particularly loud.

After a while, a woman in the door yawned and said, "Who? Is there anything wrong with it so late?"

"Madam has offended me! I want to ask Lord Yan for advice on some things, and I also ask Mrs. to open the door!"

"Is it His Highness Ye Hu?" Yan Zhuang's voice sounded, "Madam, go and open the door!"

Soon, the two doors opened inward and a middle-aged woman appeared. Beside her, Yan Zhuang stood upright like a pine tree, looking at Luo Miao calmly.

"Your Highness, please welcome!" The lady hurriedly invited Luo Miao to enter.

"Thank you, Madam." As he said that, Luo Miao tied a horse on the wooden stake in front of the door, and then stepped into the courtyard gate.

Yan Zhuang just greeted him and stopped talking. He just led Luo Miao forward and came to the main hall.

On the table on the left side of the main hall, there were oil lamps and a stack of book books. It was obvious that Yan Zhuang was still busy with business.

"It's so late, Lord Yan is still working hard, he is really working hard." Luo Miao sighed.

"I dare not! Your Highness, please sit down!" Yan Zhuang led Luo Miao to the cushion next to the table.

"The humble house is ugly, please don't be surprised by your highness." Yan Zhuang bowed and said with a smile.

"It's okay for me," Luo Miao waved his hand, "It's just that in such a poor life, is the wife used to living it?"

"I can't get used to it!" The lady sighed, "This house is too big. It takes a long walk from the kitchen to get here. I brought it to him with a bowl of soup, and I was so tired!"

"Where is that far?" Yan Zhuang glanced at his wife and turned his eyes to Luo Miao, "Woman's words, Your Highness laughed."

After saying that, Yan Zhuang turned his gaze back to his wife: "Why are you still standing here? Go down quickly! Don't get in the way!"

"I..." The lady widened her eyes in anger. In the past twenty years, Yan Zhuang had always been polite to her. How could she have been like today?

If Luo Miao hadn't been present, she would have been yelling long ago. But now, she would have left enough face for Yan Zhuang.

"Okay! I'll go down now!" The lady turned around and walked out of the door quickly.

Looking at her leaving back, Yan Zhuang was stunned.

It took him a long time to withdraw his gaze and look at Luo Miao.

"Your Highness, thank you for letting me leave. I have plotted to murder you before, but the crime is unforgivable. You should be killed or cut off!" Yan Zhuang bowed his hand, then lowered his head and closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

"Oh? Lord Yan thought I was here to seek revenge on you? That's why he deliberately scolded his wife?" Luo Miao smiled slightly.

"Isn't it?" Yan Zhuang opened his eyes and asked calmly.

"It may have been." Luo Miao's eyes swept across the table, "But when I saw these books, I didn't want to take revenge, because I think that if there is no Lord Yan in the world now, it may become worse, right?"

Yan Zhuang was stunned, then slowly lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Luo Miao's affirmation made him feel a little anxious to cry.

"No need to thank you," Luo Miao shook his head, "I just had a doubt in my heart and wanted to ask for answers by my lord."

"Please speak with your throne!"

"From what I see, Lord Yan should be a person who cares about the common people. Since this is the case, how could Lord help An thief raise an army?"

Luo Miao frowned, and his eyes showed a light of inquisitiveness.
Chapter completed!
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