Chapter 1132: Good news and Qiongying's distress
In a blink of an eye, it was the fourth year of the Daliang calendar.

Good news came from all three armies.

Lin Chong has already fought to the south of the Yangtze River.

Zhong Shidao had also repelled the invading Western Xia soldiers.

Zong Ze also trapped Wang Qing in the area of ​​Jinghu South Road.

After February, spring comes and flowers bloom.

Yue Fei began to write memorials requesting food and money in preparation for continuing the Northern Expedition.

Su Mingzhe naturally gave his full support.

Lin Chong continued to attack.

However, Fang La's Ming Dynasty was a theocratic state with great resilience, far surpassing that of ordinary rebel armies.

The last dozen or so important cities are destined to be fought for with every inch of land and blood.

In order to avoid heavy losses, Su Mingzhe kept sending cannons and muskets over to provide logistical support.

end of February.

Zong Ze brought good news that Wang Qing had been captured alive. In the entire Jinghu area, only the last few mountain strongholds were left to be eliminated.

Zong Ze expects to complete the mission and return to Luoyang in March.

Su Mingzhe wrote a reply letter directly to Zong Ze and sent him an imperial edict at the same time.

He planned to keep Zongze in Jinghu South Road as a Jiedushi, and taught him in the letter how to take the opportunity to carry out the "reform of the natives" in the south.

It was March.

Zhong Shidao, who was resisting the Western Xia, boldly asked the imperial court for food and fodder, expressing his desire to march westward to conquer the Xia Kingdom.

Su Mingzhe approved the request.

"It's really a new dynasty with a new atmosphere. Even a general like Zhong Shidao, who is best at keeping himself safe, would volunteer to fight!"

A day of government affairs is over.

Su Mingzhe also returned to the harem and continued his efforts.

While enjoying the afterglow, Su Mingzhe would also tell the queen about some government affairs.

As a queen, Qiongying inherited the styles of the Han, Tang and Song dynasties, and often helped men handle government affairs.

However, she was obviously not in the mood to talk about these things with a man today.

Today, when she was dealing with harem chores, she heard some messages again and was wondering whether to tell the man.

After resting for a while, Qiongying called the Master Attendant who had been waiting for a long time.

A Master Attendant helped wipe the sweat off my body, and another Master Attendant brought me a drink to quench my thirst.

Qiongying waved her hand and asked someone to bring two bowls of medicine soup, and asked the man to drink it with her.

"I'm not sick, why would I drink this?"

Su Mingzhe pushed his Master Attendant away. He would never drink these useless and bitter medicine soups.

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Qiongying snorted and directly retorted:

"I'm not sick either, so I need to drink too, right?"

Su Mingzhe suddenly found it funny:
"You drink because you want to, I don't force you to drink!"

Seeing that the man actually wanted to resist, Qiongying was too lazy to argue with him. She grabbed the sweatshirt he had just put on and pushed him directly onto the bed.

Taking the soup bowl from the Master Attendant, Qiongying, the tiger woman, actually poured the soup directly into the man's stomach.

This woman is really crazy!

She had been married to the man for four years, and no matter how hard they tried, her stomach just didn't respond.

Many imperial doctors were consulted to examine the two men, and they all said that they were in perfect health and had no problems at all.

There's nothing wrong with me, so why can't I have a baby?
The more Qiongying thought about it, the angrier she became. Coupled with some rumors circulating around her recently, she became more and more impatient, so much so that today she actually poured a bowl of medicine directly into the man's stomach.

The servants beside them were all dumbfounded. They had never expected that their own queen, such a tiger, would dare to be so disrespectful to the emperor.

However, the emperor only showed a hint of dissatisfaction and some grievance on his face, but he did not resist.

After feeding the man the medicine, she rested for a while.

Qiongying felt her whole body starting to get hot again, so she lay down again and looked at the man.

Su Mingzhe looked at the woman's passionate eyes and felt somewhat helpless:

"Why does it feel like I'm on a mission?"

Although he was extremely depressed, for the sake of the emperor's eldest son, Su Mingzhe could only endure the awkwardness and continue to sow seeds.

After the land was plowed three times in a row.

Qiongying could no longer hold on, and looked at the man weakly, blinking her pretty and lively eyes, and asked coquettishly: "Your Majesty, is it true that doing it on this date can increase the chance of pregnancy?"

"It's reliable, definitely reliable!"

Su Mingzhe made it sound like he had no self-confidence at all.

After all, in his opinion, both of them were in very good health and worked hard day and night, so it should not be difficult for them to get pregnant.

But, Qiongying's stomach just didn't move!
How strange!

If conditions permit, he would have wanted to have a test-tube baby right away.

Qiongying could tell the man's tone was a bit perfunctory, and after hesitating for a moment, she whispered:
"Your Majesty, I heard some rumors that our inability to have children may be related to our excessive killing!"

"Nonsense!"

Su Mingzhe sneered at the woman's words:
"Which founding emperor killed fewer people? Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, often personally went to the battlefield and killed countless people, but didn't he still have a lot of sons and daughters?"

"We are different..."

Qiongying's expression changed several times before she whispered:

"I heard someone say that the Song Dynasty was supposed to have more than a hundred years left, but we cut it short, so retribution will fall on us!"

"Who told you that?"

Su Mingzhe felt something was wrong the more he listened, and he directly refuted:
"As the saying goes, whoever wins the hearts of the people wins the world. That bastard Emperor Zhao Ji made the people of the world live in misery. We seized his world. This is in accordance with the will of heaven..."

"The people who said this to you are all remnants of the Zhao Song Dynasty. You should send them to the Investigation Department and let Zhu Gui handle it!"

Seeing that her man was angry, Qiongying didn't dare to say anything.

On the second day.

After the man went to the Qianyuan Hall to attend court, Qiongying packed herself up, sat in the phoenix carriage, and came to the Dafuxian Temple in the eastern suburbs of Luoyang, which was dedicated to the royal family.

Dafuxian Temple, originally named Fuxian Temple, was built by Wu Zetian to pray for her mother, Yang.

Later, it suffered several wars and was destroyed several times, but was restored by the imperial court every time.

After the establishment of Daliang.

Su Mingzhe wanted to enshrine the souls of the heroes who died in the battle, and the location he finally chose was Fuxian Temple.

However, Su Mingzhe thought of the Daxiangguo Temple in Bianliang, so he simply added a big word in front of Fuxian Temple.

The meaning is very simple, which is to make this Dafuxian Temple surpass the Daxiangguo Temple.

When the news that Qiongying, as the queen, was going to pay homage was delivered to the temple, the temple abbot immediately cleared the area.

The worship is over.

Qiongying originally wanted to read the fortune to see if she could still get pregnant, but suddenly she saw her trusted maid winking at her. She looked up and immediately saw someone who shouldn't be there.

"Prime Minister?"

When Qiao Lie saw Qiongying looking at him, he was embarrassed, but he had to step forward and greet her.

"Your Majesty, may your Majesty be blessed with good health!"

"Prime Minister, you are..."

Qiongying looked at Qiao Lie in surprise.

He is the prime minister of a country and also comes from a Taoist sect. Yet, he comes to the temple and puts on a monk's robe.

It's as weird as it can be.

After Qiao Lie greeted him, he did not hide anything and told him the reason why he was in the temple:
"To be honest, Your Majesty, I have been having nightmares recently. Later, I received advice from an expert who said that I could only become a monk at Dafuxian Temple for a few days to resolve the disaster. I am sorry to make you laugh, Your Majesty!"

"What's so funny about this!"

Qiongying was a casual person, and she didn't care about Qiao Lie's experience. She comforted him:
"Then Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, often had nightmares. Otherwise, how could he have sent Master Tripitaka to India to obtain Buddhist scriptures?"

Qiao Lie didn't expect that Qiongying would use the popular vernacular story "The Journey to the West in Verse" to comfort himself, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

The two chatted for a while.

Qiao Lie then remembered and asked:
"My lady, it's not a festival, why are you here at the Dafuxian Temple to worship?"

Qiongying thought of her own problem and sighed:
"It's because my stomach is not cooperating!"

Qiongying talked about her own affairs, as well as the gossip and rumors she had heard.

"There are many rumors like this in Luoyang City right now, and the Investigation Department can't catch them all!"

Qiao Lie listened, thought for a moment, and gave some advice:
"Your Majesty, in fact, this kind of thing... is better to believe it than not to believe it. If Your Majesty believes in me, I will ask my senior brother to come to Luoyang and check the fate of Daliang for me!"

Qiao Lie’s senior brother is Gongsun Sheng’s master, Luo Daoren.

Qiongying also knew that Taoist Luo was quite powerful, so she happily nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)