There was an uproar in the Liyang Temple where all the sages filled the court, and it came so quickly that all the palace scholars and the six ministers were dumbfounded. Zhang Julu, the chief assistant of the dynasty, still insisted on mobilizing the general Gu Jiantang, who is in charge of the military administration of the Northern Region, wants to move this famous sword, the sharpest in the empire, to Xichu's neck to cut through the mess quickly, instead of sitting at the Beiguan as previously planned. If only this is the case, no one in the court would dare Slightly questioned loudly, although Bi Yaner has loosened control over the five ministries other than the Ministry of War these years, she has always been in control of Taijian Yanlu, so there is no need for Mr. Shoufu to act in person. An official can almost kill anyone. Fortunately, Zhang Shoufu seldom deliberately targets anyone, but as long as Zhang Julu holds this pawn, even if he never makes a pawn, no one in the court will dare to act unscrupulously. It's a pity that at the end of the spring of the first year of Xiangfu, even if all the words were in the hands of Zhang Julu, even if the temple was so heavy that it had been invincible for more than ten years, Lord Shoufu finally ushered in his first defeat, without it, because this time he The opponent is Tan Tan Weng, and there are powerful officials behind Mr. Huan, Zhao Youling, the chief official of the six ministries, Yin Maochun, the recognized prime minister, and even Yuan Guo, the new minister of the Ministry of Rites. General Zhao Wei led a large group of veteran military generals, and even the offshoot royal family members who had been suppressed by Bi Yaner for more than ten years. The strange thing is that these people did not have any agreement in advance. They all thought that the strategy of "governing the north and using the south" was too reckless, and a Xichu who had returned to the light was far from being able to compare with the millions of people who controlled strings in Beimang. The court meeting that day was full of undercurrents. Except for Wang Xionggui, the Shangshu of the household department, who stood on the side of his mentor without any suspense, almost everyone chose timid silence, not daring to get involved in the most treacherous event since the first year of Yonghui. In the fairy fight, the reason why it is said to be almost is because besides Wang Xionggui, there is also Jin Lanting, who has been very proud recently, who unexpectedly follows Wang Xionggui to speak for Zhang Shoufu.
Anyone who cares can see that after retreating from the imperial court, Tan Tanweng didn't look sideways, and directly passed by Lord Shoufu. Wang Xionggui, who was devastated, followed behind the indifferent Master Yonghui, but Jin Youji, who never took the initiative to approach Shoufu Wine, walking firmly beside Zhang Julu, today's ups and downs in the court situation made the onlookers dizzy and inexplicable. A strange sight seen only in twenty years. Zhang Julu walked down the white jade steps slowly, without looking at the frowning young You Jijiu beside him, he chuckled softly: "Jin Sanlang, I'm afraid you're going to bet the wrong bet this time."
The bearded Jin Lanting shook his head and said: "Bansheng is not a risky bet. He deliberately made an enemy of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty in order to please Mr. Shoufu. It's just that a man should do something, that's all."
Zhang Julu smiled, slowed down his pace, and said straight to the point: "At the beginning, I intended to pull you into Zhanglu, and then control the way of talking for me, but since your majesty admired you later, as a courtier, I didn't I wish to seize the beauty of the king."
I don't want to, I can't.
The partition wall still has ears, not to mention that this has not left Miyagi, and there are many civil and military officials with slow steps not far from the two of them.
Zhang Julu said flatly: "Looking at the disputes between gentlemen and villains in the past dynasties, most of the courtiers with the reputation of gentlemen lost miserably during their lifetime. At most, they were bestowed with posthumous posthumous posthumous titles by the next emperor after death. It is of no benefit to the country or the people. The reputation left in the history is not worth mentioning. There is no hidden mystery about party disputes. The more you care about the common people, the more you need gentlemen and cronies, and you need a smart dog among your colleagues who can bark and bite People, rather than a group of people, are there with nothing to worry about, only bookish business, and in the end, they are nothing more than writing a few lonely grave poems on the way of exile and relegation, which will make the future generations of scholars burst into tears, which is quite boring."
Jin Lanting smacked it, and laughed at himself: "Late births are hard to escape."
Zhang Julu turned around and patted Wang Xionggui on the shoulder, "I'm not on duty today, you go sit at Zhang Lu's place, when a colleague asks, you just respond with the word "I don't know."
Wang Xionggui nodded and left quickly.
Zibeard and Biyaner, who were in power for a time, walked slowly with Jin Lanting, and crossed the threshold of the palace city together. Zhang Julu suddenly smiled and said: "The first time I saw you, it reminded me of my situation back then, and I was also like you. You were so flustered and wronged in every way. But to be honest, you are still much worse than me back then, so you are better than me at making rice paper."
Jin Lanting smiled knowingly, "It's enough to make Master Shoufu willing to admit defeat and say it."
Jin Lanting hesitated to speak, but Zhang Julu said indifferently: "Are you wondering why that old guy is fighting with each other?"
Even though Jin Lanting was the emperor's favored minister, a popular person beside His Royal Highness, and destined to have a bright future, this Lord You Jijiu dared not say a word at this time, or even dared to speculate.
Zhang Julu said: "Huan Wen and I both have a steelyard in our hearts, and neither have ever underestimated the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom. It's just that the two ends of the steelyard have different weights. Over the years, there have been some differences. I value Western Chu more than Beimang, and he values it. Beimang is more important than Western Chu. He has his plan and vision. He insists on using Beiliang to consume Beimang's national power. He is afraid that once Gu Jiantang goes south, Beimang, who has already made up his mind to swallow Beiliang first and then attack Liyang, will change course. Mistakenly thinking that there is an opportunity to take advantage of, when the time comes, it will spread from Beiguan to Tai'an City under our feet, and it will be full of wolf smoke."
Zhang Julu pointed to the guide, "The old guy not only saw the north, but Tan Tanweng also saw Yan Chi Dao who seemed to be 'undecided', and those who could not stand the spring wind. His concerns are natural. It's understandable. I was afraid that Western Chu would become a quagmire, leading to the resurgence of the collapse of the Spring and Autumn Period. He was afraid that Beimang would go south from the east line and cause the whole world to be a quagmire. It was a real gamble between me and him. These things, Even if you stand at the center of the dynasty, you still can’t see it. Due to the fact that in the court, everyone has their own plans. The warriors think about being a marquis and worshiping generals during their lifetime, and the literati think about offering sacrifices to Zhang Shengmiao after death. You said these complaints are because you, Jin Lanting, are rarely confused and interesting, after all, it is not uncommon to be scolded by old man Huan, but it is very rare to be beaten."
Jin Lanting subconsciously touched the cheek that was slapped by Tan Tanweng, and retracted quickly as if his hand was hot.
Zhang Julu said softly: "You and I will walk here."
Jin Lanting stopped tactfully, only to hear Lord Shoufu say, "In the future, there will be more contacts with new ministers."
Jin Lanting was stunned for a moment, new Shangshu? Is it Yuan Guo from the Ministry of Rites, or Lu Baijie from the Ministry of War
Or is it a bit of both
Coincidentally, these two were walking together when they retired from the imperial court today. Both of them are young and middle-aged pillars in the frosty temple. They have many similarities and a common language. They come from different backgrounds, but they are both first-class in Liyang. Lu Baijie is the Tangxi Sword Immortal on the Jiangnan Road, and Yuan Guo is a famous figure who can get along with everyone and call them brothers and sisters. Both of them don't care about winning or losing. They treat many things that others regard as precious very lightly. Both the government and the opposition have a very good reputation, they have no enemies, and there is no obvious faction on the top of the mountain. They were both guests of Tan Tanweng, and both were scolded by Tan Tanweng. I have met the saint, entered the double hut, and endured Huan Wen's scolding. These two ministers have obviously experienced the three major steps that the Liyang court must go through if they want to become a powerful minister. The two returned to the "Zhao family hero urn" outside the palace. Lu Baijie did not immediately return to the extremely busy Ministry of War, but followed Yuan Guo to the Ministry of Rites, which had a very different atmosphere from the Ministry of War. Seeing his boss, Shang Shu, he dared to make fun of him, because when Yuan Guo, the old wine worm, took office, he carried a big box grandly, but it was not books, but more than 20 bottles given by His Majesty the emperor earlier. The Jiannanchun wine, but it was bumped into by His Majesty who came to the official residence of the Ministry of Rites, and then His Majesty started to share the wine with the ministers on his own initiative. Sprinkle salt, and said with a smile that I will take the initiative to win over your officials and officials, so don't thank me, remember to get your salary later, and buy a few jugs of good wine to send to the palace.
Now everyone in the Ministry of Rites began to count their fingers when they would receive their salary, and jokingly asked Master Shang Shu if he needed help from the lower officials to collect some money. Today I saw Master Shangshu of the Ministry of War. If it was General Gu Jiantang, his scalp would be numb. If it was Chen Zhibao, he would have to retreat. But since he is the suave Tangxi Sword Immortal, he greeted Yuan Shangshu with a smile on his face, anyway. As long as the Ministry of Rites does not meet with important festivals and Jiaqing ceremonies, it is the most clear and waterless yamen among the six departments, and besides, it is everyone's blessing to have Yuan Guo, a minister who is lenient to himself and others, who is lenient to others. Because Yuan Guo was in charge of the Ministry of Rites, many squint-eyed officials of the Ministry of Rites in the past, whether they came to visit or the Ministry of Rites asked for help, the other party's face was a little more polite. Anyway, for the celebrities in the Ministry of Rites, such a thin face is enough.
The yamen of the Ministry of Rites, which is desperate for face, occupies a large area. Yuan Guo naturally has his own private room. When he walked near the door, Yuan Shangshu smiled, rushed into the room, bent down and picked up a book. , Only then did he make a way out, and put it on a chair that was already rickety with piles of books, but it swayed and did not fall down. It can be seen that practice makes perfect, and the study room of Yuan Guo Mansion is probably the same messy scene. Yuan Guo finally moved away the books on the chair in front of the desk, Lu Baijie waved his hands and said with a smile: "I don't want to sit anymore, just a chair. If I sit here, it's not like doves occupy the magpie's nest. You, Yuan Shangshu, are not afraid of being teased. I’m afraid it will be said that the Ministry of War is suppressing the Ministry of Rites.”
Yuan Guo laughed and said, "It's not been a day or two since the Ministry of War oppressed the Ministry of Rites. Mr. Lu, don't be so cheap and act good."
Lu Baijie said bluntly: "Don't come here. In the past, the Ministry of War treated the other five ministries equally and bullied them. Anyway, we don't have to worry about scarcity but inequality, so we don't know who is acting like a good boy."
Yuan Guo touched his reddish distiller's nose, "I didn't care about it before, but in the future, if the Ministry of War dares to fuck someone to scare people in the Ministry of Rites, I will dare to go to the Ministry of War to scold the shrew."
Lu Baijie was noncommittal, looking around, feeling a little emotional. Lu Baijie was born in the Lu family in Yangzhou, which has the reputation of "a dazzling array of beautiful things". His elder brother Lu Daolin quit the Imperial College and became a minister of the Ministry of Rites. secondary. Lu Baijie has a very good relationship with his elder brother. It can even be said that most of the reason why Lu Daolin, who is like a father, left the temple and retired to the mountains was to make room for his younger brother. If a family member wants to be anxious and red-eyed, there will be criticisms here in the capital. When Lu Baijie was in the wild, he lived in the Regression Garden for a long time, and Lu Daolin "regressed" twice successively, forging a lot of incense for his younger brother, which can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. This is knowledge that is rarely taught in sage books. Yuan Guo slapped his head, pretending to be angry and said: "Well, you Tangxi Sword Immortal, it turns out that the previous dove occupied the magpie's nest, in the final analysis, he scolded me for robbing Mr. Lu's house?"
Lu Baijie didn't refute, and asked with a smile, "Where is the wine?"
Yuan Guo stared, "It's long gone!"
Lu Baijie said with a playful smile: "Is my reputation as Tangxi Sword Immortal just a nonsense? Even if I don't practice swords anymore, will I not be able to smell this little wine?"
Yuan Guo spread his hands, "It's really gone."
Lu Baijie walked to the corner by himself, opened a pile of books, picked up a jug of wine, and shook it. Yuan Guo smiled dryly and hurriedly took out two wine glasses hidden under the desk, wiped them with the sleeves, one for each person, for fear that Tangxi Sword Immortal would just take the wine away, and muttered: "I'm not afraid of drinking If it was a mistake, I would not be guilty of delaying Lord Lu's military affairs. But just now, I had a flash of inspiration. Lord Lu's swordsmanship is superb, and I must be able to drink a lot. It should be fine to drink a glass or two. Come on, come on, come on, come on. Let's have a drink, a drink, a drink."
Lu Baijie sat straight on the ground, Yuan Guo put a stack of books under his buttocks, the former drank the wine in one gulp, while the latter drank slowly with eyes narrowed.
Lu Baijie smiled and said, "Let's talk drunk?"
Yuan Guo glanced at the door, perhaps remembering that Lu Shangshu is an outstanding martial arts master, so he looked away and nodded.
"What's going on? On the way Lu came here, some of them understood, and some still couldn't figure it out."
"You and I forget when we get up, and don't pass on drunken words?"
"Drunk talk."
"The Ministry of War has a lot of secrets that the five departments cannot know. Lu Baijie, if you understand the differences between Lord Shoufu and Mr. Huan, it's not difficult. What you don't understand is why Mr. Huan is not in either mansion. We discussed it well in the study, why should we openly confront each other in the temple, right?"
"Um."
"The reason why I don't understand is because you also know that many people mistakenly think that today's court meeting seems to show a sign. In the past twenty years of the Yonghui Year, except for His Majesty, the Lord Shoufu was arrogant. Finally, in the first year of Xiangfu , has gone downhill quickly, and it was time to gradually sink to the west when it was once in full swing. But this is an extremely absurd illusion, you and I know it well. Zhang Lu has destroyed the courtyard wall for so many years, and Zhao Youling, who has been the most knowledgeable in Yonghui Abandoning, abandoning the old and prudent Han Lin, of course I, Yuan Guo, did not think about making progress and achieved nothing, so naturally I was thrown away early. In the end, I only supported Wang Xionggui, who seemed not to have the qualifications of being a minister, and even the Imperial Academy was swept away. I gave it to Yin Maochun, why? What is Lord Shoufu thinking? It’s very simple. In the Liyang court, Zhang Shoufu never felt that anyone was his political enemy. Open your mouth, who dares to make a sound? There is only one person who can make a sound in twenty years. After that, if this person dies first and Zhang Shoufu dies later, there will be no one."
"Understood."
The room fell into silence.
Yuan Guo's eyes were dim with tears, so he took a sip of wine from the flagon and asked, "Do you really understand?"
Yuan Guo asked and answered, "You don't understand!"
Lu Baijie sighed, got up without saying a word, and left, helping to close the door.
Sitting alone in the room, Yuan Guo was crying and laughing. The Master Shangshu, who didn’t drink much, lost his composure after being drunk, “You don’t understand, Yuan Guo’s mentor, our Chief Assistant Lord, once the Western Chu battle is defeated, the chief minister with blazing eyes Fu won the face, but completely lost the temple. His Majesty the Emperor who is famous for his magnanimity no longer tolerates it. It is Lord Shoufu who has really started to go to the west, so today's court meeting, he is seeking a way out for Mr. Huan. Drive yourself to death!"
Yuan Guo fell back, and the minister of the Ministry of Rites, who cherished wine like his life, threw away the jug, weeping uncontrollably, "Scholars of my generation, why are you afraid of death, but why did you, my teacher, die in such a miserable way?"
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Today, Zhang Julu deliberately let himself do nothing and not think about things, so he had the opportunity to go to a time-honored restaurant that he had been fascinated for a long time, and drank a small pot of old wine, but it seemed that it was not as delicious as Huan Wen and the others said. Because he didn't take off his court clothes, the presence of Mr. Shoufu made the restaurant flourish and everyone was trembling. Looking at Mr. Shoufu from a distance, as long as the chopsticks in the old man's hands were a little slower, it seemed They all felt that they were about to be pulled out and beheaded. It is true that Master Shoufu has never appeared in public in the capital, unlike the other six chief ministers who have their own temperament and hobbies, and finally have a quiet place to frequent, but Zhang Shoufu is different, always only appearing in There are two places, Shang Shuling's mansion and the imperial palace. So this news spread at an astonishing speed, but no one with good intentions even got the exact gossip and dared to join in the fun. This is probably the real horror of Zhang Julu. The number one son of the capital, Wang Yuanran, the youngest son of Wang Xionggui, a man who claims to openly challenge His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang, had the honor to follow his father to Zhang’s mansion to pay New Year’s greetings since he was a boy, but he was glanced at indifferently by the chief assistant. I will not go to Zhang's mansion if I am killed. The great generals Zhao Kui and Yang Shenxing who made great achievements in the Spring and Autumn Period, their descendants are regarded as the most elite generals in Liyang. They also haven't seen the leader of the hundred officials in the past 20 or 30 years. It's like a mouse seeing a tiger at all, giving people the feeling that they have to lose a piece of meat after seeing each other. Even if Zhao Wu, the most promising eldest prince in the past, offends the precious daughter of Lord Shoufu, he still can't afford to go around without Zhang Julu saying a word. This is true for the prince who is pure and pure, but the relatives and relatives of the emperor who are far away from the current emperor are the poor people who were suppressed to death by Zhang Julu when he first took power, and they have always dared to be angry and dare not speak out.
This is an easy old man who is indeed gradually aging, but always makes people forget his age. He is not greedy for money, not good at beauty, not fond of delicacies, not good at talking, not advocating Buddhism and Taoism, and not passing on poetry. Waiting for him to make his own mistakes, but he didn't.
He just went to and from the palace day after day and year after year, boring and impeccable. For twenty years, no one can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people.
Zhang Julu raised his head, put his chopsticks away, and saw a familiar beautiful face. She was sitting across the table with her chin resting on her cheeks, smiling just like her mother when she was young.
Mr. Shoufu laughed lightly, "Have I alarmed Xia Zhang after drinking?"
Zhang Gaoxia still put his hands on his cheeks, and blinked.
Zhang Julu smiled and said: "Let's talk, besides seeing Dad, if there is anything else you want Dad to do, this time I will make an exception and agree first."
Zhang Gaoxia giggled and said, "My little sister-in-law just complained to me about my second elder brother's going out in the spring of this year to borrow money and drink flowers and wine, not to mention the idea of taking a concubine, that's all. That woman is still a brothel woman, and my sister-in-law couldn't persuade the stubborn third brother, so she had to drag me to her camp. I went to meet that woman secretly. Is it an insult to the family?"
Zhang Julu frowned.
Zhang Gaoxia raised his voice, "Father, you promised your daughter."
Zhang Julu frowned and nodded.
Zhang Gaoxia, who had no expectations at first, widened his eyes, but even more unimaginable things were yet to come. It was Mr. Shoufu who was at home and Mr. Shoufu's father actually said: "Go to your third brother's house to have a look. .”
Zhang Gaoxia was overjoyed. You must know that the father of the four brothers and sisters really doesn't look like a father at all. Except for her daughter, the three elder brothers are already married. Zhang Julu never showed up when they got married and had children. Mr. Fu's three sons never paid any attention to whether they were promising or causing trouble. Everyone in the capital laughed at the three sons of a family who were obviously born in a prominent but helpless family. Most of them were children picked up on the road. Zhang Gaoxia's third brother is the youngest son of Zhang Shoufu, who is idle, and no one is willing to take this coward to play, so he often carries a pigeon whistle with him, wandering around in Tai'an City. The eldest brother has stepped into the official career at any rate, although the climb is slow, he can barely be regarded as inheriting his father's career, the second brother is a genuine nerd, but it is okay, the third brother Zhang Bianguan is not a person inside and outside, he is the worst, and he is not subject to leadership at home. Father Fu's welcome is certain, and the bigger dudes in the capital don't bother to be friends with him. Zhang Gaoxia knew better than anyone else that the three elder brothers, in their hearts, hoped that this taciturn father could look them in the eye, and didn't expect any compliments, but even scolding would be fine.
When Zhang Julu walked out of the restaurant, he suddenly "broken his word" and said, "I won't go."
Zhang Gaoxia had a bitter face, looking pitiful.
Zhang Julu smiled and said: "Although you won't go, it's not a thing for you to bring a word to the border, relying on the little salary of his elder brother and second brother to spend a lot of money every day. Doesn't he want to join the army? Dad told Gu Jiantang to let him go. Liaodong. Also, there are no idlers at home, you wild girl, go out to play in Beijing, as for where to go, you can do whatever you want, it’s up to you, just don’t write a letter to ask dad for money.”
Zhang Gaoxia's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Really?"
Zhang Julu nodded slightly.
Zhang Gaoxia suddenly said something, which spoiled the scenery, "Father, are you not sick? Uncle Huan made you angry today? My daughter will find you a place now, and see if I don't make the Huan family poor and poor!"
Lord Shoufu laughed softly: "Excellent!"
Then he added: "It has been agreed in advance that you can go anywhere in Liyang, the first one on Beiliang Road is not allowed, the second one on Yanchi Road is not allowed, and the third one on Guangling Road is not allowed."
Zhang Gaoxia groaned, wrenched his fingers and said, "The fourth one in Jiangnan Road can't go, the fifth one in Liangliao can't go..."
She counted all the ways of Li Yang in one breath, and said with a smile: "Then I'll just stay at home and eat and drink and never get married. I can't go anywhere anyway."
Zhang Juluqi took the reins of the horse from the owner of the restaurant who was walking on thin ice, handed it to his daughter, and said with a smile, "Stop being so slick with your father, hurry up and announce the good news to your little sister-in-law."
Zhang Gaoxia made a grimace, got on his horse, and rode away.
Zhang Julu stood where he was. How dare the shopkeeper care about Mr. Shoufu’s forgetting to check out and pay? Besides, when Mr. Shoufu was around, no one would dare to seek death, but the shopkeeper can guarantee that tomorrow the restaurant will not only sit, but also stand. There will be no place left.
The shopkeeper had already turned around quietly, but was stopped by Mr. Shoufu softly. The shopkeeper's expression was stiff and he turned around, at a loss for what to do.
Zhang Julu smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, I don't mind if you eat and drink for nothing."
The shopkeeper shook his head vigorously, but he didn't say a word when he was beaten to death.
Zhang Julu walked towards the heavily guarded carriage, and in a voice that only he could hear, he said to himself: "The reward of eating the king, and the thing of being loyal to the king, both are inseparable. In the end, I, Zhang Julu, asked the people all over the world for a pot of wine." Drink, not too much, right?"
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This time, the government and the opposition all stared at Jing Nan, who was the first to send troops, who sent the most troops, who had the strongest soldiers and horses, and who had the most old, weak and disabled soldiers, all of which were talked about by the market. Among the several feudal lords, Zhao Sui, the king of Jiaodong, stood by the court for the court's order, and stared at the border obediently. Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, was originally in the game, and the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom took place within his jurisdiction, so there was not much room for imagination. Huainan King Zhao Ying, who has always been the weakest and rumored to be insane, sent out six thousand troops, and they came out in full force, which was impressive. Yan Chi Dao was the first to dispatch troops, but Zhao Bing, the vassal king who was only inferior to the old Liang King, actually only asked His Royal Highness Zhao Zhu to lead a thousand riders to Guangling Dao, not to mention going all the way north, crossing the border and crossing the state. It is the best way to chat a few words in the streets and alleys of Liyang. The young king of Jing'an, Zhao Xun, was the latest to send troops, and the strength of the troops is temporarily unknown. As for Chen Zhibao, the last minister of the Ministry of War who sealed the king's feudal domain in Western Shu, there was no movement at all. It was because the court was afraid that if he went to Western Chu, there would be no one else's business. I'm afraid no one will know. North cool? No one in Liyang thought that the king of Xinliang, who was younger than Zhao Xun, would be so kind. They all guessed that Beiliang was taking pleasure in other people's misfortunes.
With the movement of the horse's hooves and the sound of the bowstring, there are ten thousand taels of gold.
On the border of Qingzhou, a large group of soldiers and horses slowly marched towards the northeast, and there was a conspicuous rider standing by the river, leading his horse. This young cavalry general was wearing a bright yellow python robe. Half rank. He smiled at a young and handsome scholar beside him, "Mr. Lu managed to help me save the little family property. After such a fuss, it came and went in a hurry, and my heart aches."
The scholar with his eyes closed smiled and said: "As a weak guest, when you come to visit, you must be courteous and eat well. If you eat well, you can eat more. Otherwise, the powerful master will not let you go next time." Move the chopsticks on the table."
It was Zhao Xun of this generation of King Jing'an who nodded and said: "It's a very simple truth, but even if you understand it, you will still be a little depressed."
The blind Lu Xu smiled and said nothing.
Zhao Xun played a rogue and said: "There is so much movement in the capital, Xiao Liuer, you have to think hard to figure it out. It's good news, so you tell me it's bad news. Just pretend I didn't ask, how about it? "
Lu Xu, who has always been a literati and green shirt retreated behind the scenes, hesitated for a moment, bit his lip, and said solemnly: "For Qingzhou and Jing'an Palace, there may be mixed results."
Zhao Xun asked curiously, "Why?"
Lu Xu said softly: "Master Shoufu deliberately showed his flaws, he was fishing in the palace, no accident, and then he will use the pen and knife of the judge to kill people step by step with the killer's weapon that he has accumulated over the years. The big review hosted by the host will definitely kill a lot of people. The Qing Party Lu Feichi died, the Qing Party collapsed, and behaved like a man with its tail between its legs. Instead, it was able to escape this storm. After the storm, things have to be done, and the Qing Party is expected to make a comeback This time, Lu Xu implores the palace to do its best, just to let His Majesty the emperor and the big bosses know how we eat, so as to seize the opportunity in the next move. The world belongs to the Zhao family, as a family If the head of the family is full of children and grandchildren, he will naturally choose those children and grandchildren who are reliable and "indisputable". When the head of the family is happy, he is willing to give them more money, hoping that they will be more up-to-date. If he feels worthless, the head of the family will also It's time to hug the purse and family treasures. It's just that Lu Xu can't imagine what the temple would be like without Zhang Shoufu. With him and Tan Tanweng around, he has a clear view of the situation in Qingzhou, so he won't make things too difficult for the Jing'an Palace , If a family changes the chief steward who manages money and affairs, or even... even changes the head of the house, if no one in the Qing Party can stand up and speak for us in the ear of the new owner at a critical moment, it will always be a hidden danger. Therefore, the good is in front of you, and the bad is far away. Generally speaking, it is still bad news. Of course, everything in the world changes rapidly, no matter how far you look, it may not be accurate, and second, you can't escape the fact that you take one step at a time. Way number, as long as we are not missing every step of the way, if we still fail to find a job, at worst, we will scold God for not being open."
Zhao Xun said in astonishment: "Zhang Shoufu is only in his fifties, and he has always been in good health. How could he retreat, and how could anyone be able to retreat?"
Lu Xu pointed to the sky above his head, but did not make a sound.
Zhao Xun's face was cloudy and uncertain, he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "That's why you asked me to secretly make friends with Jin Sanlang and King Qingcheng?"
Lu Xu nodded, not at all complacent about his silent and early layout.
Zhao Xun suddenly sneered and said: "Liu'er, you said that we are guests, and we carefully toss out the delicious food, but the head of the house, the food is a mess. Hey, indeed, sitting in such a position, family law is the law of the country, and family law is the law of heaven. "
Lu Xu said flatly: "Your Highness, don't forget, your surname is also Zhao, and the family does not speak two languages."
Zhao Xun smiled and put his arms around Zhao Xun's shoulders, "I dare not say anything to you."
Lu Xu looked helpless.
Zhao Xun said worriedly: "Liu'er, you really don't want to go with me? Without your help to make suggestions, I don't know what to do."
Lu Xu calmly said: "I can only come up with ideas, marching and setting up an army is a layman, besides, His Highness's trip is not for gaining military exploits, of course you can't get it if you want to, and wiped out the six thousand people in one go. At that time, if you dress in rags and meet the prince in secret, it will be considered a success."
Zhao Xun couldn't bear it, "Can't you leave two or three thousand soldiers behind? Would it be better to secretly leave one thousand?"
With a blank expression on his face, Lu Xu turned his head and "looked" at King Jing'an, whom he always called His Highness.
Zhao Xun quickly raised his hands, "Isn't it okay to listen to you?"
Seeing that Mr. Lu did not move, Zhao Xun reluctantly whispered: "Am I really leaving?"
Lu Xu stretched out a hand, signaling to get on the horse.
Zhao Xun got on his horse, Lu Xu hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and exhorted: "Remember, this trip is about two things, try to win Zhao Zhuan's trust as much as possible, and win the hearts of the people of the world with 6,000 lives."
Zhao Xun looked down at this blind counselor who had devoted himself to the Jing'an Palace, gave a heavy hum, and rode away.
The young vassal king has the pride of "I also have Yuan Benxi by my side" in his heart.