In such a hot summer, the emperor was unwilling to do political work, and most of it was handed over to the prime ministers. As the popularity increased, the emperor became increasingly eager to move the capital north.

In this kind of weather, insects and snakes are common. Farmers work in the fields and rarely do not get bitten. If it happens to be poisonous insects, a strong man will die.

In this way, how could it be that a man died prematurely?

Thinking of his father Li Wei's wailing before his death and his swollen legs, Li Jia couldn't help but shiver. It was too painful to die like this and it was hard to accept.

"Your Majesty, the mission to Dali Kingdom is back!" Tian Zhong reported softly.

"Your Majesty, I have rested enough, so I will say goodbye!" The queen immediately said softly when she saw an external minister asking for a meeting.

She is a considerate person and knows that the emperor does not want the harem to interfere in politics. After all, the King of Changsha is still there, which is quite inappropriate.

"Since that's the case, you can go back!" Li Jia nodded and ordered: "Be careful on the road, after all, you are pregnant!"

"No!" Zhou Ying'er bowed slightly, smiled mischievously, and then left slowly.

"Baoer is pregnant, so she also sends more ice cubes to go there, so she has to take good care of her!" Zhou Ying'er held her waist and ordered while walking.

"I know!" A nanny responded quickly and flatteredly: "The queen is so happy to treat the concubine Bao, no one in the inner world knows, and they are envious!"

"Baoer is my personal maid. If I don't treat her better, who can I treat? Although the inner water is quiet, the water inside is deep!"

Zhou Ying'er touched her stomach and wanted to look forward to a son in her heart. This is the future prince. If not, Bao'er is pregnant, and if it is a prince, she will be carried over and raised together.

Without a prince around her, she always felt uneasy. Even if the emperor favored her as usual and the reputation of the Zheng Palace was prominent, she still felt guilty.

The emperor waved his hand and asked several eunuchs who had fallen into ice to stop and leave before they met with the Dali mission.

There must be a necessary background, and thrift is an essential virtue for the emperor.

"My minister Zheng Bailong (chapter), see Your Majesty!" The two envoys, one officer and one deputy, waited for half an hour, sweating profusely, and finally met the emperor. It was really not easy, especially on this hot day, wearing official uniforms, it was very uncomfortable.

"Well! Sit down quickly, it's cool, you can rest for a while!" The emperor hurriedly gave him a seat and comforted him: "The two families traveled thousands of miles to Dali. It's really hard. There's nothing in the palace. There are only some watermelons from the Khitan. They were planted in the imperial garden last year. They grew up happily and were full of saliva when eaten. It was delicious!"

As he said that, two pieces of cold watermelon came up, red and very tempting.

"Your Majesty has a body of thousands of gold and is in the hope of hundreds of millions of people. You have to take good care of your health!"

Zheng Bailong glanced at the emperor sitting in the shade. He had a short shirt and thin clothes, and there was no ice in front of him. He could only enjoy the cool under the shadow of the trees, which was really shabby.

Nowadays, no official is inseparable from ice, but the emperor has nothing and is really thrifty.

After taking a bite of watermelon, he tasted saliva, but thinking about the emperor's situation, it would not be fragrant in an instant. This was planted by the emperor and the imperial garden where he admired flowers actually planted fruits and melons. Such a thrifty monarch is rare in the world.

Haven’t you heard about Chinese writing?

"The heart is calm and will naturally cool!" Li Jia rolled her eyes in her heart. There are still hundreds of millions of dollars? There are not 100 million in the whole country. If it is too much exaggeration, it will be fake. However, in terms of the writing thinking of literati, this is an exaggeration, highlighting the importance of the emperor.

"The world is chaotic and the people are in trouble. As a descendant of the Tang Dynasty, how can you be greedy for wealth?" Li Jia sighed: "Is this situation hot? Or is the weather hot?"

"If people are hot, why aren't I hot? If it is hot, why are you hot?"

"A calm mind is naturally cool, but it is a famous saying to this day!"

The emperor said a lot, although he didn't understand it very much, but it was profound. The two of them kept silent and silently understood the profound meaning.

"Your Majesty's artistic conception is beyond my reach!" Zheng Bailong hurriedly ended this topic. If you don't understand, don't pay attention to it.

"Okay, you met Duan Sicong on this mission?" Li Jia didn't want to talk anymore and asked directly.

"I have already met Duan Sicong, the king of Dali. He is generous and has a good means. He has been in power for ten years and is the fourth king of Dali! However, the government affairs of a country have gradually been eroded by the Dong family! The royal family is in peace, and there is a possibility of overthrow!"

"Oh?" Li Jia was a little surprised. After only a few years of the founding of the country, there were powerful ministers in power. Could it be that they would have to change dynasties? But in history, Dali was always ruled by the Duan family, and Duan Yu, who had a strong presence in later generations, came out to make a comeback in the TV industry, and it didn't seem like he was going to subvert?

"The Duan family has only been established for twenty-four years, and there are dangers of overthrow? Moreover, there are already four kings!"

"Your Majesty, Duan Siping, the founding lord of Dali, was the governor of Tonghai. He left only seven years after his founding. Later, his son Duan Siying ascended the throne. Less than two years later, his uncle Duan Siliang was seized by his uncle Duan Siliang. Six years later, his son Duan Sicong was the king of the country!"

Hearing this, Li Jia sighed quite a bit, isn’t this another version of the Song Dynasty?

"Since Duan Sicong has quite a lot of skills and is in a benevolent government, how can he be overthrown?"

"Report to Your Majesty, when Duan's founding was the beginning of the country, it was like the end of the Tang Dynasty. The military governors and the country was in a state of dissatisfaction. Although there were kings, the local governments were in charge and wars occurred frequently!"

"Duan Sicong ascended the throne and ordered the governors of the various ranks to return to power to the court. The governors inherited the official positions of the court, such as the Dong family, who have been prime ministers for generations, and the local fiefs were inherited. The Duan family also inherited the land, but the Zhou emperor's land was vast!"

"This can indeed eliminate distractions!" Li Jia shook her head and said disdainfully.

"The Dong family, Gala, is powerful in the court and the country, and even the king of Duan, is hard to match. The hereditary fiefs are vast, isn't it risk of overthrow?" Zheng Bailong said in a deep voice.

"No, in this way, Duan's family will not be in danger of overturning!"

Li Jia smiled.

The power of the king is greatly restricted, and the prime minister can exercise power on behalf of the king. Isn’t that more comfortable than usurping the throne?

No wonder Duan's family could persist until the beginning of Yuan Dynasty. How could anyone envy such a Xujun? Even usurpation?

This is also the result of the establishment of tribes in Yunnan. The country is fragmented and can only be managed.

"Your Majesty, what I am saying now is a matter of the country!" Zheng Bailong said in a deep voice.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"There are horses in Dali that can be used for the country!"

"Aren't Dali all horses? How can we get on the battlefield?" Li Jia's impression is that the Dian horses in the mountains in Yunnan are good laborers, but they are not enough to ride and shoot. We Han people are not Japanese, and they are so short.
Chapter completed!