Jiang Suizhou took a breath, and quickly reached out to push him: "Don't make trouble!"
Huo Wujiu didn't listen to him, and only pressed him tightly on the table.
"Who is your concubine?" Huo Wujiu grinned his teeth.
This little rabbit didn't know where to learn the craft of which pot in his hand, not to open and lift which pot, and when he was moved, he poured cold water on it.
When he was angry, Jiang Suizhou felt amused instead.
"You were originally a concubine." He said solemnly. "I came in through the corner of the palace, but the front door was not allowed in-it's only been a few months, why have you forgotten?"
Huo Wujiu pressed up and tried to bite him.
Jiang Suizhou hurriedly hid. For a time, the breathing of both of them was disturbed together.
Gradually, the breath of the two of them became heavier, and even because Huo Wujiu was pressing on him at this time, the two of them were close to each other.
When this is the case, it is easiest to react unspeakably.
Jiang Suizhou immediately noticed it. He looked up and saw Huo Wujiu's dark eyes half-squinted, looking at him deeply, the fire that Jiang Suizhou felt was also burning in Huo Wujii's eyes.
Behind him, the Royal Study Room was solemn and solemn, and the Pan Longyuan on the golden pillar was solemn.
Jiang Suizhou was startled, and quickly raised his hand to push Huo Wugui.
It is not easy to push Huo Wujiu away, unless Huo Wujiu is willing.
The more Jiang Suizhou pushed, Huo Wujiu pressed tighter instead, Jiang Suizhou couldn't resist, and his back gradually fell on the piles of papers on the imperial case.
After a while, Huo Wujiu panted and let go of him. When he looked at him again, his dark eyes were already shockingly hot.
Huo Wujiu also realized that it was not Jiang Suizhou who was torturing him, but himself.
He still remembered that Jiang Suizhou's injuries were not complete, and he couldn't help tossing about it indiscriminately.
The fire he arched up hard, he had to endure it and suppress it by force.
Huo Wujiu was annoyed, but he didn't show any mercy on his mouth. He gritted his teeth to the ear of Jiang Suizhou, opened his mouth and bit up.
However, although the posture was very frightening, it bit Jiang Suizhou's ear, but it was lightly rubbed with heat, but Jiang Suizhou shrank, half of his flesh and blood was a little numb.
"Didn't I mean I am a concubine?" Huo Wujiu gritted his teeth. "Why don't I let my concubine take care of the prince now?"
… It's really a grudge.
Jiang Suizhou pushed his shoulders, and Huo Wujiu was reluctant to let him go.
"You are not." Jiang Suizhou said helplessly, coaxing rather perfunctorily. "You are the main house, the princess, okay?"
Huo Wujiu sat back on the dragon chair and took Jiang Suizhou back into his arms. Although he was still dissatisfied, he generously let go of him.
"It's pretty much the same." He snorted coldly. If you don't know what he said, others might think that he is serious, sitting in a camp.
Jiang Suizhou couldn't help laughing.
Then Huo Wujiao continued.
"Then you can't perfuse me." He said. "Three books and six ceremonies, canonized edicts, none of them can be less."
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Although Huo Wujiu is the most arbitrary and authoritarian in the world, there is always a weakness that makes him have to make more accidents when he does things.
Although he was still reluctant to let Jiang Suizhou go out, but he couldn't stop him, but after a day or two, he compromised.
Jiang Suizhou was free. The first thing was to go to the Imperial Study Room, discuss with Huo Wujiao, and write a letter to Emperor Zhaoyuan.
Even if most of his guess is true, he still needs to be careful. He asked Huo Wujiu to consider the words and sentences, and wrote in the letter that Nanjing's current situation, and said that this time the army was urgent, and all Nanjing matters were all messed up. Therefore, he planned to stay in Nanjing, settle down to the south of the river, and return to the court.
The letter also wrote that at the time of hiring people, Nanjing officials could not make full use of them, and Emperor Zhaoyuan needed to mobilize officials. Jiang Suizhou made a list of many officials, all of them were ministers of Beiliang, all of them belonged to the followers of Huo Wujiu and his sons.
Jiang Suizhou’s list was proficient. It went up to the staff in the tent of the old Houye, down to the officials from various places who had submitted to Huo Wugui before Emperor Zhaoyuan became emperor, and there were several courtiers whose names could not be remembered by Huo Wugui. Huo Wujiao was stunned.
"Why are you so clear?" Huo Wujiu sat aside, couldn't help being a little surprised.
Jiang Suizhou glanced at him lightly.
Of course he knew it. Not to mention what camp they are now, even how many children they are going to have in the future, how old they will die, and what they will do, Jiang Suizhou knows very well.
He finished writing the list and read it carefully, confirming that these were people who could be trusted, and that there was a certain amount of influence in Beiliang, and then he handed the list to Huo Wujiu and asked him to copy it.
"In this way, you can more or less try your uncle's mind." Jiang Suizhou said. "This move has a way to advance and retreat. From now on, you can watch it while walking."
This list was sent to the book case of Emperor Zhaoyuan, and Huo Wujiu's thoughts were clearly written on paper-he took down Jiangnan and got his officials to govern.
If Emperor Zhaoyuan trusted him, he would only assume that he knew these people and would be willing to appoint them. If Emperor Zhaoyuan didn't trust him, he would immediately believe that he wanted all Jiangnan to be placed under his power, and would not agree, letting Huo Wu blame the power.
In this case, their dual convenience is completely opposite. At this time, Huo Wujiu had soldiers and territory, and people were in Jiangnan. At this time, he could support his soldiers and stand on his own.
As for the title...
If Huo Wujiu is willing to establish himself as an emperor, it is naturally best; if he has a knot, Jiang Suizhou will not mind being the new emperor who kills and seizes the throne, and supports Huo Wujiu as his backing.
After all, until now, there is no longer any historical process to manage.
Jiang Suizhou has been ill these few days and is thinking about it. Since he came here, he has already become a butterfly that flutters its wings, turning the original history around a corner, and it has long been different from the original.
He knows that history needs respect, but he is here now, and he only feels that people in history need more respect.
He didn't want to keep the wicked from doing evil in order to maintain the track, so that the loyal ministers and good generals would still not end well, and the people of Dawn would be poisoned-more importantly, he couldn't just watch Huo Wujiu as his emperor, like his previous life. , Went to Yangguan alone, guarding the lonely place where he kept the memory of the most fresh-clothed angry horse.
He wants Huo Wugui, who he likes, to be so wanton and bright all his life.
In that case, he has to do a lot of things, and since he has to do it, he simply does it to the end.
His thoughts only existed in his heart, and he didn't tell Huo Wugui. Naturally, Huo Wujiu didn't know it completely. He was holding a pen at this time, a little impatient, but he forced his temper to write those lists one by one.
Jiang Suizhou looked at it quietly for a while, and then listened to Huo Wujiu's writing while opening his mouth.
"After this is done, you should take a break for two days." Huo Wugui said. "It doesn't matter anymore, I can do it all."
Jiang Suizhou glanced at him.
"It's not over yet." He said. "Don't you want to lock me up."
Huo Wujiu had no way at all. Although he was neither relieved nor happy, he dared not say anything. He had to put his temper on Li Changning and blame him for the mediocre effect of the medicine, which made Jiang Suizhou not good until now. .
Li Changning knows how difficult it is for a person who is stuck in love. Hearing Huo Wugui's rebuke, only when there is a gust of wind blowing in his ears.
It was not until Huo Wujiu left that he spoke to Wei Kai lightly.
"If a dog is emotionally unstable, always bites and howls for no reason, that is a sign of courtship," he said.
Wei Kai didn't understand: "What are you talking about?"
I saw Li Changning smile faintly, which was very meaningful.
"Nothing," he said. "Just to tell you that I can not only heal people, but also have a good understanding of animal diseases."
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Jiang Suizhou has compiled a list of all officials inside and outside the capital in the past few days.
Some of the bones were not very hard, but the ability was extremely strong. He found them all. He threatened them with power or tempted them by Elilu, and then let the soldiers and generals under Huo Wujiu take over them one after another. The affairs of each county.
With the dispatch of these officials, Huo Wujiu could gradually withdraw his troops, and all his soldiers were evacuated outside the city as guards. After a few days, Nanjing gradually restored the original order.
After all, for the common people, the role of parent officials is much greater than that of the emperor. As long as Master Qingtian sits in the Yamen, it doesn't matter who is sitting in the Golden Luang Temple, who is sacred.
The same is true in Lin'an City. Under Jiang Suizhou's selection, officials of various ministries gradually returned to their positions. Because of these days, Huo Wujiu scared everyone into danger. At this time, Jiang Suizhou was there, and most of the officials had the backbone and gradually returned to the court.
The only ones left are either the core of the Pang party who has not been liquidated, or the Nanjing veteran of Qi Min's faction.
For Qi Min, Jiang Suizhou was a little bit reluctant.
He knew that Qi Min was talented, that he was highly respected, and that he was murdered to death under the power of Pang Shao in history. He couldn't bear the lack of Qi Min in the country, and now that the people in the DPRK are worried, he also needs to sit down.
After taking care of the important ones, he went to the door himself and went to Qi Min's mansion.
His body is not well, and if he moves a little more, his face will turn pale again. Huo Wujiu didn't agree with him to go out of the palace, but couldn't stop Jiang Suizhou. In the end, he just followed Jiang Suizhou and got into the carriage to Qi Mansion.
Too often made the outside of the mansion still be heavily guarded at this moment.
When Jiang Suizhou got out of the carriage and entered the mansion, the people in and out of the mansion were silent, afraid to lift their heads.
However, although the Qi Mansion was lifeless, it was still in order. It can be seen that although Huo Wujiu took care of them, he did not treat them harshly.
Jiang Suizhou and Huo Wujiu went straight into Qi Min's courtyard under the leadership of his servants.
The courtyard is very simple, and the small courtyard is full of parasol trees. Jiang Suizhou stepped up the stairs, and saw Huo Wujiu step forward before him, pushed open the door for him, and supported his arm with one hand.
The action is very domineering, with unquestionable energy, but it is cautious everywhere, just like a dragon guarding only the treasure.
Jiang Suizhou had to let him go into Qi Min's bedroom.
Qi Min was sitting under the closed window at this time, holding a book in his hand.
Hearing the sound of pushing the door and the sound of footsteps, he didn't lift his head. His subordinates quietly turned a page of the book and said lightly: "General Huo, after staying for so many days, he can't hold it anymore?"
With that, he put the book on the table.
"If you persuade the old to submit, then you can return. If you want the old life, then do it yourself."
He finished speaking quietly, raised his eyes, and looked in the direction of the door.
Then, his composure, who regarded death as home, froze on his face.
"His Royal Highness?" He stood up immediately, about to speak, but looked behind Jiang Suizhou.
It is clear that they should be two people who are like fire and water, dead and alive, and they are standing side by side at this time. Huo Wujiu, the traitor who killed the emperor, was still holding His Highness King Jing with one hand at this time, his cautious appearance, as if he was protecting some fragile baby.
Qi Min's eyes patrolled between the two for several times, and some of them were speechless.
The author has something to say: Qi Min: The old man is waiting for his generosity to die, but you will show me you and me in the end?