Tang Empress: Begging the Old General to Retired at the Beginning
7 The Empress’s view of the big picture is not inferior to Emperor Taizong’s.

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"Grandpa Lu King, Grandpa Zhu Guo!"

"Can the two of you stop talking?”

Xue 'er held onto the low guardrail of the palanquin with one hand and caressed Ye Qing's chest with the other, trying to calm him down as soon as possible.

At the same time, she pouted and glared at the two uncles, saying in a slightly reproachful tone.

When the commoners on both sides saw this, they actually blamed the two 'old children' in their hearts.

Even though everyone knew that the relationship between the three old men was not something ordinary love and kinship could compare to.

The two masters who rushed over were definitely doing this out of kindness.

However, they weren't putting their lives on the line for their brother!

They were simply stabbing their brother in the ribs!

However, no one dared to make a sound.

Who were these two?

They were still alive, and their achievements were only second to Ye Qing's.

Even though they had retired for many years, none of the officials in the court dared to give them a hard time.

Even Wu clan's imperial descendants would have to call them 'grandmaster'.

Only this fifteen-year-old maidservant dared to speak in such a tone.

It couldn't be helped. She was Ye Qing's personal servant girl in name, but in reality, she was equivalent to a god-granddaughter.

Not only that, but the two masters also liked this girl.

It was because two generations of loyal servants were extremely loyal to Ye Qing!

Hehe!

"Little Xue, we didn't do it on purpose." Cheng Yaojin smiled in embarrassment.”

" That's right," Su Lie said awkwardly." We just wanted to provoke him so that he wouldn't do anything."”

"It's good to retire and play however you want.”

"He's been working hard for more than forty years, and I haven't seen him rest much. It's time for him to rest.”

“......”

Cough cough!

Cough, cough, cough!

A moment later, Ye Qing finally calmed down.

He shook his head helplessly and gritted his teeth."Who, who called you over?”

"His Majesty sent you to stop me?”

Cheng Yaojin immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"How can I?" he chuckled.”

"If His Majesty knew that you were going to torture yourself like this, he would have long blocked your door. You wouldn't be able to come out at all.”

Su Lie sighed and said frankly,""Brother Ye, you have two good students!”

"Wang Xiaojie and Han Sizhong went to invite us separately. Only we can stop you.”

"Brother, people should respect their old age. Don't worry anymore.”

Wang Xiaojie and Han Sizhong, who had been peeking in the carriage, got out of the carriage.

The two dignified third-grade generals were hiding behind the two elders like children who had done something wrong.

"Two bastards!"

After cursing softly, Ye Qing said seriously,""You guys can either go home and play with your great-grandchildren.”

"Or shut up and accompany me to the palace to meet the emperor.”

"This…"

The two old men looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

They knew Ye Qing's temper the best.

Either he didn't say anything or he didn't go back on his word.

Either he didn't do it, or he went all out.

Immediately after, their old eyes turned red. At the same time, they turned their heads to wipe away the tears that were about to fall.

He couldn't stop it.

They could only accompany him!

One had to know that it was not easy to enter the palace to meet the Saint. According to the rules, one had to personally walk up the ninety-nine steps and then enter the Ming Hall for an audience.

The ninety-nine steps were completely going to take Ye Qing's life.

"Good!"

"We'll go with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two old men holding dragon-headed crutches stood on both sides of the palanquin.

They gritted their teeth and agreed with the idea of collecting Ye Qing's corpse!

Actually, it wasn't just the two of them.

At this moment!

After everyone knew that the two masters could not stop Ye Qing, they all went with the idea of collecting his corpse.

Especially the 16 servants, all of them were secretly jealous and had tears in their eyes.

Every step forward was torture for them!

This was because they were carrying the Great Tang's most powerful general, the Great General of Flying Cavalry, the treasure of the Great Tang, the Defender Duke, to his death!

However, they had no choice!

This was Ye Qing's insistence. He had his own reasons for not caring about his life!

If they didn't do as he said and he died with his eyes wide open, who would be responsible?

Finally, the 16 servants stepped onto the Tianjin Bridge with great difficulty.

As long as they crossed the Tianjin Bridge, they would reach the northern city regions.

Across the street was the palace!

As they crossed the bridge, the morning court session came to an end.

Sacred Central Crypt!

It was located at the center of the Purple Myrtle Palace, also known as the Purple Myrtle Main Hall, or the Heavenly Palace!

In the hall, Wu Zetian sat on the dragon throne.

She looked down at all the civil and military officials.

"Minister Su, you have to prepare for the border defense.”

"Especially the borders with Tubo, the Later Turks, the Khitans, Shiwei, and Tark.”

"We have to pay attention to the coastal defense of the Dengzhou Guards.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Lie's son, the current Minister of War, Su Qingjie, walked out with a jade board.

He cupped his hands and bowed.”

Then, she looked at a young fatty again.

"Minister Cheng, tell the Great Tang's ambassadors stationed in these countries to find a way to obtain intelligence on their military movements.”

"Tell them to not care about money when dealing with officials in their countries.”

"After you spend it, I will give it to you again."

The current Minister of Dependencies, Cheng Yaojin's son, Cheng Chusi, walked out with a jade board.

He chuckled and cupped his hands."Your Majesty is domineering!"

Wu Zetian's lips curled up. He was really as good at talking as his father.

It was indeed not wrong to let him be a military officer and become the head of foreign affairs.

Calling her domineering was definitely better than calling her beautiful!

In the end, Wu Zetian looked at a young female official. She was the judge of the Imperial Academy of Medicine!

This young female official was the granddaughter of the divine doctor Sun Simiao, Sun Qianyun!

Wu Zetian would also fall sick, but she didn't want a man to touch her, so she summoned Sun Qianyun, who had superb medical skills, into the palace.

It was also at this moment that everyone understood her previous arrangements.

All the men present admired her.

This young empress was not only beautiful, but her overall vision was not inferior to Emperor Taizong's, Li Shimin's.

She knew very well that Ye Qing's illness could not be hidden and would definitely spread to the ears of the kings and generals of the various countries.

Therefore, he had to make preparations in terms of military and intelligence.

"Minister Sun, how is General Ye's condition?”

When Sun Qianyun heard that, she immediately frowned.

"Your Majesty, the results of yesterday's consultation are not good!" she said with cupped fists.”

"The imperial physician who has been in charge of treating old general Ye is grandfather's outstanding disciple.”

"Old General's medicine was personally brewed by me.”

"If the old general…"

When Wu Zetian heard the word 'if', she didn't want to hear it.

Her beautiful eyebrows instantly furrowed, and her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of ferocity.

"Enough!"

"If you can't do it, get your grandfather here!”

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