Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 490, Jiangshan? imperial power? (one more)

Long Shaoshuai's visit to Yongcheng is a secret to the outside world, but naturally he can't hide it internally.

Zhang Jingzhi saw Long Yue in Leng Sa's study, but he was only slightly startled and was not too surprised. He calmly reached out and stretched out his hand, "Young Master Long, stay safe." What doesn't fit.

Long Yue also stood up and shook hands with him in return. He didn't mean to despise Zhang Jingzhi because the Zhang family was in a downturn, and even more solemn than when Zhang Jingzhi was the prime minister.

Leng Sa sat on the side and looked at the two of them with a smile, "The two of you have met, can we talk about business?"

Long Yue smiled lightly, "Naturally."

The three of them sat in the study and talked for another afternoon. After that, Zhang Jingzhi took Long Yue away and planned to take Long Yue to the industrial area and automobile factory outside the city. Leng Sa received a call from Zhuo Lin. phone.

Speaking of Long Yue's visit, Zhuo Lin is not surprised, "The Long family has A Yue, and it will definitely not be bad in the future." It's just that it will inevitably not become Fu Fengcheng's competitor in the future.

Leng Sa also nodded in agreement, "Long Shao's response is really not slow, I just started planning here, he has already arrived in Yongcheng before it started. Speaking of this, I have to thank my mother for fooling Zhang Shao. When you come to the six southern provinces, won't Long Shao come to rob me?"

Without Zhang Jingzhi, this plan may not be implemented for several years. Fu Dujun and Fu Shao didn't have that kind of skill, Leng Sa was too distracted by his interests, and didn't have the patience.

Zhuo Lin smiled, "The eldest son of the Zhang family is not so easy to fool. If he doesn't mean that, it's useless to say it."

Leng Sa was playing with the telephone line while caring, "Is mother okay in the capital?"

Zhuo Lin's voice was a little light-hearted, "There's nothing wrong with you, but you, Fengcheng, you've worked hard when you're out and about. If you feel tired, throw everything back to Fu Zheng, don't pay attention to him. Say something."

Leng Sa said, "I'm fine, and there aren't many things that I need to do by myself. It's good that my mother is safe in the capital, so that Fengcheng will be less worried outside."

The two chatted for a while, and Zhuo Lin asked about Xiao Shi's situation before hanging up.

In the mansion where Zhuo Lin lives in the capital, the assistant just put down the phone and came to report, "Ms. Zhuo, Mr. Zhang is here."

Zhuo Lin was startled, and quickly said, "Please invite him in."

However, Zhang Bi walked in from outside for a while and smiled at Zhuo Lin, "Have you disturbed Second Chief Zhuo?"

A year later, Zhang Bi was obviously a little older. Although he was still clean, there were a few more white hairs on his temples, and he lost a lot of weight. Instead of wearing an expensive and decent suit, he put on a long robe and looked like a wealthy man from an ordinary scholarly family.

Because of Zhang Zuo's affairs, Zhuo Lin has been in Beijing for the past few months and they have rarely seen each other. Although Zhang Zuo's whereabouts are still unknown, in fact, everyone knows.

Ren Nanyan, Qujing, and the others have run away and still have a trail to follow, but Zhang Zuo seems to have disappeared into the bustling capital so silently, most likely he is no longer there.

Zhuo Lin naturally knows more than Zhang Bi, but she doesn't plan to tell Zhang Bi.

"What are you talking about, senior, if you can come to the door, my little place is full of brilliance, please take a seat." Zhuo Lin got up and smiled.

Zhang Bi sat down opposite Zhuo Lin, and when the assistant brought the tea, she still looked at Zhuo Lin and did not speak.

Zhuolin was not in a hurry, she sat with him and waited.

It wasn't until the tea in the cup became warm that I heard Zhang Bi laugh, "I never thought that you and Fu Zheng could continue their fate in this way over the years."

Zhuo Lin frowned slightly, and just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhang Bi raised her hand to stop her and said, "I didn't mean that, I still know a little about your temperament, and never turn back. After all, the eldest and youngest are your own sons, so this relationship can never be broken, right?"

Zhuolin nodded, "Senior came here on purpose, just to say this? Why?"

Zhang Bi shook his head and changed the subject abruptly, "Jingzhi called me yesterday."

Seeing Zhuo Lin frowning, he smiled, "I didn't say anything on the phone, and you know where I live... There are still people watching, so I can't say more on the phone. But I can still understand a little bit. Yes, junior... Are you planning to pave the way for Master Fu?"

Zhuolin was silent for a while before raising her head to look at Zhang Bi and said sternly, "If I say no, the senior must not believe it. Has the senior ever thought about An Xia's future?"

Zhang Bi didn't speak for a while, obviously thinking about this.

Zhuolin smiled, "The last time I chatted with the senior was last year. At that time, the timing was not right and I could only have a few words in a hurry. In fact, I have always wanted to chat with the senior."

Zhang Bi raised her eyes and looked at her deeply, Zhuo Lin looked at a magnificent picture of the country on the opposite wall, and said softly: "We all came from that era, although how many people died in those years? At that time, you and I were far away from the smoke of the battlefield, so it was not completely ignorant, right?"

Zhang Bi nodded silently, Zhuo Lin said, "I have calculated a few years ago that in Yunzhou alone, from 297 to the 6th year of the new calendar, the population of Anxia dropped by 800,000 in 10 years. This is still Because the four northern provinces are far away from the hinterland of Anxia, ​​and the Gyeonggi region is in the middle, there are only a few foreign forces competing. In those places in the Central Plains, the forces of all parties will sing and I will appear, and a place has been repeatedly tug-of-war, how many seniors died in the end Do you know?"

Zhang Bi sighed and said, "I know, the cabinet has calculated that from 297 to 6 years of the new calendar, the entire population of Anxia dropped from 360 million to 337 million."

Of course, not all of these 20 million died because of the war. Some died of natural birth, old age, sickness, some escaped from the war and left their hometowns, and some died of diseases, famine, and other reasons. But this number is still terrifying, because with so many fewer people, there will be a steady stream of births, which means that more people will die than this number.

Zhuolin sighed lightly and said, "So, do you want to do it again, senior? Now this generation is not too young, and maybe it doesn't want to fight anymore, but what about the next generation? When will it be the head? Let If they decide the winner and loser, is it enough to die for another 20 million?"

Zhang Bi couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was a little cold at the end of June. After a long while, he said solemnly, "As soon as you succeed, your bones will die, and you will be like this, not to mention this ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains."

Zhuo Lin said lightly: "Once you have succeeded, your bones will die... Whoever stipulated that this ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains must belong to whom? If you go around and end up going back, why did you overthrow the Xiao family back then?"

Zhang Bi looked at her for a while before smiling wryly, "You know, that was also... catching ducks on the shelves. Do you think that everyone at that time was really rushing to overthrow the royal family and return power to the people? Really? No one fantasizes about kicking the emperor down and trying it on himself? It's just that the strength of the parties involved is not enough."

He was young at the time and could only follow his father's instructions in a daze in the face of sudden chaos. It was only when he came back to his senses and listened to his father's teaching and analysis that he realized how dangerous it was at that time.

If it wasn't for Prince An's immediate decision, and if it weren't for the support of young warriors like Long Xiao and Fu Zheng, perhaps the whole of An Xia would still be kneeling on his knees, His Majesty the Emperor.

Later, his father worked hard to get the position of Prime Minister, and he also struggled to maintain a fragile balance in those years, for fear that the generals with heavy troops would be inadvertently approaching the city. In those few years, my father worked too hard and consumed too much, so he retired from that position and passed away within two years.

Zhang Bi sighed, shook his head and waved away the past in his mind, "What does the junior girl want to do?"

Zhuo Lin raised her head slightly to look at him, and after a while, she said solemnly, "Let An Xia not repeat the same mistakes for thousands of years, and kill everyone's desire to compete for imperial power. Re, peacefully, become One."

Zhang Bi looked at him for a long time before saying, "I didn't expect you to be so ambitious, but... Did the Fu family agree?" In the world, it is impossible not to repeat the same mistakes.

No matter how powerful an empire is, it will eventually weaken and collapse, but who can really give up the possibility of being in control of the world for the sake of an unknowable future?

“Why do you think Long Xiao and Fu Zheng supported Xiao Zhu in delegating power back then, instead of letting those people go to the top to gain a success from the Dragon? Is it because they thought they were the ones who could ascend to the top?”

Zhang Bi was dumbfounded, naturally not.

At that time, Long Xiao and Fu Zhengyuan didn't have the strength they have now, and they were only the forces under the hands of other bigwigs.

Of course, it's impossible to say how noble they are and how predictable they are for the future. They just don't want to be emperors so urgently, and to some extent they don't even think that emperors are necessary to exist. .

If a person disapproves of a thing, he will naturally not feel how precious and important it is, nor will he have any obsession.

"Does Master Fu think so too?" Zhang Bi asked.

Zhuolin smiled lightly, "Otherwise, why would I be here? Or...otherwise, why did Jingzhi go to the six southern provinces? Are the Zhang family and Jingzhi really ready to assist the next emperor? ?"

Zhang Bi laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm getting old, I understand what you mean, I'll go back and talk to Yu Xiang when I have time. You have a good relationship, you can talk to him directly, he should know Support you."

Zhuolin smiled, "It's too early, you know, it's still inseparable from strength to achieve this."

Zhang Bi stood up and said, "If you can really do it, it will be enough to keep the Fu family famous for the ages."

Zhuo Lin said lightly, "What happens after thousands of years is a matter for future generations, I will only take the road in front of me."

"Have you ever thought that all your efforts might eventually become another form of imperial power?" Zhang Bi asked.

Zero Lin looked at him, "Is it because of this, do nothing?"

"You're right, in fact, if there is something you can't figure out, you can talk to Prince An." Finally, Zhang Bi smiled.

Zhuolin tilted her head to look at him in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Zhang Bi said with a smile, "No one in this world understands the emperor better than him. If you don't want to repeat the same mistakes, you can ask him to learn about it and it can be regarded as a lesson."

"..." Zhuo Lin was speechless, "I don't know where he is now." Since Xiao Zhu left Yongcheng last year, almost no one knew where he was except for the occasional letter he sent.

Zhang Bi's voice came from outside the door, "If you look for him, you will always find it."

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It's two o'clock in the afternoon, so ah~~~