"As soon as I saw their faces, I couldn't hold back my anger even more. Now that the mountains and rivers of Dali are broken, and the country is not in control, who knows it's not the handiwork of this court bug?"
Lu Zhishan said slowly: "Jingting, before you came to the capital, you should have thought about what would happen and how to deal with it. If you can't do it, I'm afraid it will be in vain even if you run for another thirty years."
Zhao Jingting's face was not very good. He lowered his head and rubbed the white porcelain tea bowl in his hand. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Yong Zhan, you said you can't do it and you are so humble. That's because you don't know that I knelt in front of the left prime minister's door on the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month. I spent a whole day and night begging the Prime Minister to mention the pension money for me in front of the Holy See, but the Prime Minister did not even come out to see me. Later, he sent someone to throw a thousand taels of silver note to me and asked me not to leave. I'm going to embarrass the prime minister again. Although I feel angry, I still accept the bank note, one thousand taels, which is enough to feed a hundred families of fallen soldiers. "
Lu Zhishan suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Jingting. He had already learned about this from Xie Lun, but he only knew that Zhao Jingting had gone to Zuo Xiang's Mansion. He didn't know that there was anything behind it, and he didn't know if Xie Lun was afraid of him. I was sad to hear this and hid it.
Zuo Xiangfu is Duan's natal family, and Lu Zhishan was Lu Zhishan's backing in the past. He has supported Lu Zhishan overtly and covertly for so many years. It is reasonable for Zhao Jingting to choose to see Duan Zeng, Zuo Xiang, but Zhao Jingting didn't know that he After the defeat in the Southwest and Duan's death from illness, the Zuo Xiangfu cut off all contact with the Ningjun Prince's Palace. Now it seems that the Zuo Xiangfu has made up its mind to draw a clear line with the Ningjun Prince's Palace.
"Jingting, I've made you feel wronged." Lu Zhishan patted Zhao Jingting's hands. Those hands were covered with fine scars, rough and rough, and ugly. These hands had once bent a bow, nocked an arrow, and killed with a knife. The enemy, these hands supported the stability and prosperity of this country, but now these hands humiliatedly accepted the alms, like a beggar, and he felt like his heart was cut by a knife.
Zhao Jingting said: "Compared to the 70,000 soldiers who died in the wet mud of Hue, I am not aggrieved at all. Yong Zhan, I am sorry for them, I am sorry for their wives, children and children. It has been three years and I still can't get any pension money. I Life is torture every day, and you can see their faces covered in blood whenever you close your eyes.”
Lu Zhishan said solemnly: "Jingting, this is not your fault."
Zhao Jingting lowered his head lower and his voice became deeper: "Why not? They are all soldiers in my hands. I brought them to the southern battlefield. They all died, but I am alive and well."
Relatively speechless for a while, Lu Zhishan said: "The officials have called you back to the capital this time. Firstly, Tubo and Siam were dissatisfied with your continued presence in the southwest and asked the court to transfer you. Secondly, the imperial court also made up its mind to keep you away from the southwest. Yes, in this case, you, General Longhu, have nothing to do with the Southwest. If you ask for compensation for the soldiers who died in the Southwest in the future, you will be crossing the line. "
Zhao Jingting remained silent, just shook his head and sighed.
"The imperial court does not want you to stay in the southwest. The spheres of influence of the civil servants and generals in the capital have long been divided and balanced. Naturally, there is no room for you. If you wait for a while, the officials will release you to serve outside," Lu Zhishan He took a sip of tea and looked at Zhao Jingting, "Jingting, is there anywhere you want to go?"
Zhao Jingting smiled bitterly and said: "I have been used to it for fifteen years in the southwest. Why would I want to go to other places? Let them do whatever they want."