When the wine was served and the food was served, Rong Chang'an finally got to the point while drinking the wine and eating the vegetables.
"Recently, I encountered an incident, which involves a lot. So I have a few questions, and I want to ask you."
Song Qiang drank a glass of wine, his face was neither red nor hot: "What does General Rong mean?"
Rong Chang'an winked at Chuntao, Chuntao understood, and walked outside Shang's study to control the wind.
"Recently, there is a force in the imperial court that seems to be colluding with the feudal towns outside the capital, brewing a terrifying conspiracy."
Song Qiang raised his eyebrows: "What kind of conspiracy is it?"
There is a strong shadow between Rong Changan's eyebrows: "I don't know exactly what the conspiracy is. One day, I saw Du Keming and Liu Yiming in the Du Mansion, discussing this big conspiracy. They kept mentioning a mysterious However, they did not mention his name in secret, but only said 'that person'. If even Shang Shu Ling Du Keming is willing to listen to his command, we can know that this mysterious leader must be not small."
"Liu Yiming?" Song Qiang held the wine cup, but did not drink it down, "Didn't he leave the capital already?"
Rong Chang'an said: "I only found out recently that he has returned to the capital. This is where things are complicated. Liu Yiming was wanted by the court, but he was willing to risk being arrested. He went back and forth and colluded with Du Keming and others. What exactly do you want to do? Moreover, he is not only colluding with Du Keming, but also Guo Zhen, the soldier of the Nine Sects, and even many ministers who I don't know. They may be bribed by him. Even Ziyan has contacts with Liu Yiming Very close."
As soon as Ziyan was mentioned, Song Qiang became furious: "This bitch, Liu Yiming and Liu Yiming are adulterers. They are in a mess. If I meet them on the street, I don't care about the laws of the country. Kill them all."
Rong Chang'an sneered disdainfully: "With me in the harem, Ziyan is a grasshopper after autumn. It won't be a few days. What I'm afraid of is 'that person'. You said that you can make Du Keming and others bow their heads and obey their ears. Bishang Shuling There are people who are still older, who are there in the whole country?"
Song Qiang put the edge of the wine cup to his lips, but didn't drink it, immersed in Rong Changan's question.
"Could it be the old and young of the Li family? Are they trying to usurp the throne and restore the throne?"
When Yan Li took control of the Li family, the Li family was still very powerful in the Dajing Kingdom. In order to ease the conflict, Yan Li did not wipe out the remaining Li family's armed forces, nor seized their titles and official positions. There are three members of the Li family who are kings; two are Jiedu envoys, and there are countless prefects and county magistrates in various places.
If they were dissatisfied with Yan Li and thought of rebelling against the army, it would not be impossible for Li to be the emperor again. But Rong Chang'an thought through those Li kings, Jiedu envoys, and prefects, and felt that it was impossible for them to rebel.
Rong Changan shook his head: "I don't think it will be the survivors of the Li family. Even if these people surnamed Li intend to rebel, according to their current prestige, it is impossible for Ziyan, Du Keming and others to obey them. Therefore, That mysterious person is probably someone else."
"Prince Jing was very powerful back then. If he was still around, he would probably have rebellious intentions." Song Qiang said, "Later, Pan Meichen, the envoy of Yanyun Jiedu, was brave and resourceful, but we have already beaten him away. languished in the north..."
As soon as Pan Meichen was mentioned, Rong Changan's heart trembled: "Pan Meichen?" Although he was defeated, he still had the heart to seek rebellion. In Yanyun, he was equivalent to the emperor of the earth. He used the emperor's airs when traveling, and no one could do anything to him. "Tell me, could it be Pan Meichen?"
Song Qiang felt that the possibility was very small: "You mean that Liu Yiming took refuge in Pan Meichen?"
As he said that, Song Qiang shook his head, "Pan Meichen hasn't made any movement recently, as if he disappeared among the powerful. I think it must be because he lost his strength after being defeated by us last time, and he has no intention of rebelling again."
Rong Chang'an didn't take Song Qiang's words seriously. Among the people she could think of, she felt that Pan Meichen was the most likely to collude with a ghost in the court.
"I can't think of anyone else but him."
Rong Changan thought of those thugs that Rong Changan met that day in Houshan, all of them spoke with a northern accent; there was also the person wearing a mask pretending to be Li Hai.
When he entered the capital, he probably wanted to contact the traitors of the imperial court, reach an agreement with them, and formulate a plan.
"Song Qiang, I'll give you a mission. Send troops to closely monitor the north of Waqiao Pass. If there is any disturbance, please notify me."
Song Qiang put down the wine cup in his hand, clasped his fists and said loudly: "General Rong ordered, I will definitely do it well."
Lin Hai is also loyal to Rong Changan and capable, but compared with Song Qiang, there is still a gap.
After so many years of getting along, Song Qiang knew what she wanted to do when Rong Changan's eyes moved. With Song Qiang by her side, she felt much more at ease.
After eating, Rong Changan asked Song Qiang to go back to the General's Mansion, while she continued to stay in the Shang's study to review the memorials. She didn't get up to leave until the rain faded and the ashes piled up on the tray.
Walking in the corridor, the wind blew gently on the poplar trees, waves of coolness rushed towards Rong Changan, she couldn't help wrapping herself tightly. Then look at the dark sky:
"It seems that autumn has come, and it's so cold that I have goosebumps."
Chuntao said: "Every year after the autumnal equinox, the weather turns cooler. The empress should not be too late in the minister's study to review the memorial, so as not to catch a cold."
Rong Changan said with a smile: "With you by my side, how could my sweet padded jacket catch a cold!"
After walking two steps, Rong Changan suddenly remembered something, and Rong Changan couldn't help it.
"Queen, what's wrong with you?" Chuntao asked quickly.
Rong Changan leaned against the pillars of the corridor, looking at the flickering lights of Yong'an Palace, his eyes were full of tenderness.
"I don't know if the emperor has added clothes? Is there a bedding to cover him at night?"
Chuntao chuckled: "The empress thinks too much! The emperor is the lord of a country, don't you even prepare clothes and bedding for him?"
Rong Changan sighed and shook his head: "You don't know, the emperor has a stubborn temper, we are very similar in that. Since he told the ministers to be claustrophobic, he didn't prepare too many things. He thought that only in this way can the purpose of self-reflection be achieved. I'm really afraid that if he doesn't cover himself with a quilt at night, and doesn't wear much clothes when he faces the Buddha, what will he do if he catches a cold!"
Chuntao looked at Rong Changan anxiously, her eyes were shining brightly, she smiled and said: "It seems that I, Chuntao, are still being sentimental."
Rong Changan looked at Chuntao inexplicably: "What do you mean by that?"
Chuntao said sourly: "I care about the queen, but the queen only cares about the emperor in her heart, what am I not pretending to be passionate about!"
Pooh!
Rong Changan covered his mouth and smiled like a shining moon. After laughing, he stretched out the spring bamboo shoots and tapped between Chuntao's eyebrows.
"You little brat, you just love to say inappropriate sarcastic remarks! I and the emperor are husband and wife, can I tell you that!"
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Chuntao's words were funny, and I couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Okay, I just want to treat you better in the future, Miss Chuntao, don't be angry, okay?" Rong Changan seemed to be coaxing his own sister.
Chuntao smiled and said, "I was joking too! Now let's hurry up and prepare bedding and clothes for the emperor, otherwise it will be too late, and the emperor will probably go to bed!"
"That's right, let's get ready!"
Yong'an Palace.
The glazed tiles are raining silently, and in the empty palace, there seems to be only the lonely voice of Qiu Chan. Under the heavy curtain, Yan Li faced the Buddha statue and chanted sutras. The candlelight was gone and the night was dim.
The Ouchi guards guarding the palace gate could barely keep their eyes open, and it seemed that the only ones listening to Yan Li's low chanting were the cold pillars and hard marble floor tiles.