Bianliang was a little hot in early summer, but Han Qi's heart was even hotter.

Is I the Prime Minister?

He has liked to ask himself this lately.

Every morning when he wakes up, he will first ask himself, and then he will be in a good mood for the whole day.

I am the Prime Minister!

He was holding a big bowl and eating porridge, which made it dizzy with the wild boar's stomach.

The smell of this stinky smell, but Han Qi has been accustomed to it after eating it for a long time.

After eating a large bowl of batter, he ate another bowl of soup cakes and a few large pieces of mutton, and then he went to court with satisfaction.

"Suang Han!"

"I've met Han Xiang!"

"Suce Han looks very energetic today!"

"Han Xiang's waist and back are even taller than someone, so ashamed."

"Secret Han must have been sleeping all night last night, and he worked hard for the government... he is really a role model for us."

"There is no second prime minister now. It is definitely not easy for the two men to be the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one

“…”

These flattering voices accompanied Han Qi all the way. When he arrived in front of the imperial city, all the officials bowed to greet him.

"I've met Han Xiang."

Han Qi only felt the soles of his feet were hot, his waist was swollen, and his whole body seemed to be... a bit as refreshing as when it was a matter of men and women.

Is this power?

No wonder those people can abandon family affection and ignore women for the sake of power...

Because all this is in power!

He remembered the last time he had a conversation with a Fang outsider.

The hardships outside the side may be suffering for a long time?

No! Meditation and meditation are so joyful that people can think of, and are more intoxicating than men and women’s affairs…

Those who have great perseverance in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad can abandon all kinds of desires, and their purpose is just for power.

Whether it is money or beauty, all this is not as good as the feeling of holding power and giving guidance to the country.

It's so cool!

Han Qi held his face and nodded slightly, even if he was giving a gift.

Sun Yan came over, "Han Xiang didn't feel at ease when he came at night, so why did he come so early..."

Sun Yan is old and looks older than Ouyang Xiu.

If Sun Yan can become his ally...will no one refute what someone said in the political affairs hall in the future?

He moved slightly and smiled and said, "The officials are also busy with food and food. We ministers naturally cannot be too leisurely. Isn't this the same dream?"

"Oh, Han Xiang is really amazing!"

sharp?

Where is this and where!

Han Qi looked dark, and Sun Yan said again: "Fuxiang is gone, I feel sad when I think of it... There is Wenxiang, hey! Wenxiang isn't coming back?"

This person speaks a little incoherently, and he often sits in the political affairs hall. Things will stagnate when they arrive, which will cause Han Qi a headache.

You have to scold him. This person is old and when it comes out, outsiders will say that I, Mr. Han, don’t respect the elderly.

Don't scold me, this person...

Why!

This person should go home to take care of his old age!

Now that Sun Yan can’t do things in the political affairs hall, he is the only one who makes the decision. It’s very tiring, but it’s very enjoyable.

No one objected to his decision, that feeling was really good!

All the way to the palace, the king and his subjects met.

Zhao Zhen looked at the sparse prime minister and said, "It's time for the prime minister to make up for it."

Han Qi was disappointed, but knew it was essential, so he said, "Do you want to wait until Zeng Gongliang comes back?"

God knows when Zeng Gongliang will come back. As long as he doesn't come back, I, Han Qi, will continue to be in power alone.

Zhao Zhen nodded, and then said sadly: "I dreamed last night that countless people were waving swords and guns and shouting and fighting..."

Well!

What kind of dream is this?

Han Qi was a little confused.

It would be fine if others had nightmares, but the emperor's nightmares often represent bad luck, so as a prime minister, you have to work as a part-time dream interpreter.

Han Qi was still thinking about how to interpret the dream, Zhao Zhen continued, "Those people are black, thin, fierce, I saw a lot... soldiers from the Song Dynasty were blocking them, but... I saw Chen An, and he looked back at me, his body was covered with blood... He was laughing..."

Zhao Zhen's face was filled with surprise and said in a trembling voice: "I want to pull him, but he retreated and floated up like that..."

Everyone felt a tightness in their hearts, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly stagnated...

"Those black and thin people are so fierce. I saw Chen An floating over and he was slashing... But there were countless people, and gradually they were submerged... I... I woke up and was sweating all over."

Zhao Zhen leaned on the imperial throne weakly. Chen Zhongheng didn't care about any rules and quickly asked for hot towels and tea, and then went to serve.

Zhao Zhen wiped his face and held the teacup and said, "This dream has made me feel uneasy all the time, just worried that something happened on Guangnan West Road..."

Black and thin, Chen An, these two elements are Guangnan West Road and Jiaozhi.

In history books, you can often see emperors dreaming, and then that dream will work.

Han Qi racked his brains and thought, "Your Majesty, I feel this dream... I'm afraid it's a bit unlucky!"

He wanted to say goodness, but this dream was killed from beginning to end, and Chen An was covered in blood. He was clearly trapped in the enemy formation and finally died on the battle formation.

The boy liked to take risks, whether in politics or in the army, he made countless contributions, but he also experienced many adventures.

How many times have I been ruined by him?

Han Qi felt joy in his heart, and then felt that it was a little too much, so he chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Your Majesty, blood is ahead, southwest... Where is Zeng Gongliang? Why didn't he report?"

Zeng Gongliang neglected his duties!

At this moment, Han Qi's eyes became more fierce.

Zeng Gongliang is also a veteran. If he is the only one who is the vacant second minister, then Han Qi will be a restraining position.

So...get him down!

As for Chen An, it was not in Han Qi's eyes at all.

Just a storyteller in the Imperial College, what can you do!

Zhao Zhen covered his forehead and said, "Zeng Gongliang brought a thousand cavalry. I think he can protect himself even if he can't win. There is also the Divine Power Crossbow... Yes, there is the Divine Power Crossbow. Han Qing, you have been through the battle formation for a long time, but you can calculate..."

Han Qi was embarrassed.

I said we have been through the battle formation for a long time... This is indeed true!

Who among the prime ministers has a rich resume? Who? Who else?

He looked around and felt proud.

But then he had a bitter face.

What to do?

He racked his brains to think about how many troops there are in the Song Dynasty and how many decisive factors there are. After all, he felt that his brain was not enough and he was dizzy.

He didn't want to do this, but as the prime minister, he couldn't answer.

He hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, I... I am afraid that Jiaozhi will suddenly rise, and I am afraid that the ambush... back then..."

His eyes flashed with horror: "The Xixia people pretended to be defeated back then, and our army pursued them, and finally the ambushed soldiers were everywhere... they were defeated!"

He closed his eyes in pain, and two turbid tears slowly flowed down...

"Your Majesty, there are many mountains in the southwest and dense forests. The people of Jiaozhi are good at moving in the mountains and forests. If they ambush the troops here, Zeng Gongliang and others will be caught off guard... I am afraid..."

I have to say that Han Qi has been studying some things in the position of Privy Councillor in recent years, and his words are reasonable and convincing.

Zhao Zhen panicked when he heard this and said in tears: "What should I do if this is the case? What should I do!"

In recent years, he has become older and gradually lost control of his emotions.

Han Qi said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, you can't move now."
To be continued...