The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 167: I asked for a pot of wine with the surname 0 in the world

The Liyang Temple of the Yingting Court caused a great uproar, and it was so violent that all the scholars of the palace and the six ministers of the book were dumbfounded. The assistant Zhang Julu of the dynasty was still insisting on the decision of the holy will. Gu Jiantang, who mobilized the military and administration commander-in-chief of Beidi, wanted to move this empire’s sharpest famous knife to Xichu’s neck and cut the mess quickly, instead of sitting in Beiguan as previously planned. Who dares to question a little loudly? Although Biyan'er has loosened control of the five departments outside the Ministry of War over the years, she has always controlled Taiwan's admonitions, so she does not need to help adults to go out in person. These are only Zhang Luma. Zhan's supervisor can kill almost anyone. Fortunately, Zhang Fu has rarely deliberately targeted anyone, but as long as Zhang Julu holds this chess piece, even if he never drops a piece, no one in the court dared to be unscrupulous. It’s a pity that at the end of the spring of the first year of Xiangfu, even if the words are all in the hands of Zhang Julu, even if the temple is extremely heavy to be invincible for more than ten years, Lord Fu finally ushered in the first defeat, nothing else, because this time he His opponents are Tan Tanweng, and a powerful minister behind the old man Huan, Zhao Youling, the chief official of the six ministries, Yin Maochun, the recognized prime minister, and even the new minister of ceremonies, Shangshu Yuanguo, and the general who has not yet led the southern expedition to the Western Chu. A large group of veterans and generals led by Zhao Wei, as well as elder family members who had been suppressed by Biyaner for more than a decade, was strange that these people did not have any agreement in advance. After Huan Wen pointed the spearhead at Master Fu very clearly, 6 Continuing the class performance, they all think that the strategy of "Being Gu Nan Yong" is too reckless, and a back-to-back Xi Chu is far from being able to compare with Beimang's millions of string-controlling men. In the court meeting that day, the undercurrent was turbulent. Except for Hubu Shangshu, Wang Xionggui stood on the side of the mentor without any suspense. Almost everyone chose timid silence and did not dare to blend into the most treacherous thing since the first year of Yonghui. The reason why the gods fight is almost because in addition to Wang Xionggui, there is also Jin Lanting, who has been very proud of the recent spring breeze, and unexpectedly followed Wang Xionggui as Zhang Fusheng.

Those who are interested can see that after the retreat, Tan Tan Weng did not squint, and directly brushed shoulders with Master Fu. The desperate Wang Xionggui followed behind the indifferent Master Yong Hui, but never took the initiative to approach the auxiliary Jin You Sacrifice the wine and walk firmly beside Zhang Julu. Today’s ups and downs have left onlookers both dizzy and inexplicable. When retiring from the dynasty, they only heard the percussion of pearls and jade, not a word of talk and whispering, it was Li Yang. The only weird sight to see in the 20 years of the Korean Council. Zhang Julu slowly walked down the white jade steps, without looking at the frowning young You Jijiu, and laughed softly: "Jinsaburo, this time you are probably going to bet the wrong bet."

Jin Lanting, who has a beard and aspiration, shook his head and said: "Late birth is not a risky bet, deliberately against the Manchu civil and military, in order to please the auxiliary adults. It is just a big man who should do something, that's all."

Zhang Julu smiled, slowed his pace, and said straight to the point: "I originally intended to pull you into Zhanglu, and then took control of the splendid speech for me, but then since your Majesty looked at you with admiration, I was a courtier. I don’t want to seize the beauty of the monarch."

Unwilling, it must be impossible.

The partition wall still has ears, not to mention that this has not left Miyagi, and there are many slow-paced civil and military officials not far from the two of them.

Zhang Julu said calmly: "Throughout the past dynasties, the courtiers who have the reputation of being a gentleman lost miserably. At most, they were awarded a posthumous posthumous title by the next emperor after death. It is of no benefit to the country and the people. This kind of reputation left in the history of the past is not worth it. There is no secret mystery in party disputes. The more you care about the common people, the more you need gentlemen and friends, and the more you need a clever vicious dog among your colleagues, who can bark. They can bite people, instead of a group of people being there with a breeze, only doing books and business, in the end it is nothing more than being exiled and relegated, doing a few solitary grave poems that will make future scholars tearful, which is quite boring."

Jin Lanting touched it and laughed at himself: "Late life is also inevitable."

Zhang Julu turned around and patted Wang Xionggui on the shoulder, "I'm not on duty today, you go to Zhanglu to sit there, a colleague asked, you just responded with the word "I don't know"."

Wang Xionggui nodded and walked away quickly.

The purple-bearded blue eyes who held power for a time and Jin Lanting walked slowly and crossed the threshold of Miyagi together. Zhang Julu suddenly smiled and said: "The first time I saw you, it reminded me of my situation back then. It’s also like yours in a panic and aggrieved in every way. But to be honest, you are still much worse than I was in the past, so you are better than me in making rice paper."

Jin Lanting smiled knowingly, "It is enough for Mr. Fu to surrender willingly and put it into his mouth."

Jin Lanting wanted to say something but stopped, Zhang Julu said calmly: "Are you wondering why that old guy is in the same room?"

Let Jin Lanting be the favorite of the emperor, and the celebrity beside His Royal Highness. The future is destined to be beautiful. This Lord Right Jijiu dare not say anything at this time, or even dare to speculate.

Zhang Julu said: "I and Huan Wen both have a steelyard in our hearts. We have never taken any contempt for the restoration of Xichu. It is just the weight of the two ends of the steelyard. Over the years, there have been some differences. I value Xichu more than Beimang. He is more important than Xi Chu. He has his plan and vision. He insists on using Beiliang to consume Beimang's national power, for fear that once Gu Jiantang goes south, he has already decided to swallow Beiliang first and then defeat the north of Liyang. Reckless change of course, mistakenly thought that there is an opportunity, then it will spread from Beiguan to the Tai'an city under our feet, and there will be wolves everywhere."

Zhang Julu pointed to the guide, "The old guy not only saw the north, besides the stubborn North Liang, Tan Tanweng also saw the Yanchi Road that seemed to be'hesitating', as well as those who could not stand the spring breeze. Naturally understandable concerns. I'm afraid that Xichu will become a quagmire, leading to the resurrection of the country's fall in the Spring and Autumn Period, but he is afraid that Beimang will go south from the east line and cause the whole world to be a quagmire. It is a real gamble between me and him. These things, even if you stand in the center of the dynasty, you can't see them. Because of the court, everyone has their own plans. The martial artist thinks of honoring the marquis before his death, and the literati wants to accompany the sacrifice to Zhang Shengmiao after his death. The reason for telling you these complaints is that you are rarely confused in Jin Lanting, and it is rare and interesting. After all, it is not unusual to be scolded by the old man Huan, and it is very rare to be beaten."

Jin Lanting subconsciously touched Tantanweng's slapped cheek, and quickly retracted as hot as his hands.

Zhang Julu whispered: "You and I will come here."

Jin Lanting stopped wittily, only to hear Mr. Fu's words, "We will exchange more books in the future."

Jin Lanting was stunned, New Shangshu? Is it Yuan Guo from the Ministry of Rites, or Lu Baijie from the Ministry of War?

Or is it both?

It just so happens that today they retired from the dynasty, and these two walked together. The two elders and ministers, both young and middle-aged in the frosty temple, have many similarities and common languages, but they are all different from each other. A romantic figure of Yangyi, Lu Baijie is the sword fairy of Tangxi on Jiangnan Road, Yuanguo is a famous figure who can mix with everyone and be regarded as brothers, and the two people are not serious about winning or losing, and they look at many things that others regard as precious. It is light, the two people in the court and the opposition are excellent. They have no enemies, and no obvious mountain-top factions. They have both been guests of Tan Tan Weng, and they have also been scolded by Tan Tan Weng. Faced with the holy, went to the Shuanglu, and was scolded by Huan Wen. These two Shangshu have obviously experienced the three necessary steps for the Liyang court to become a powerful minister. The two retired and 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 was very different from the atmosphere of the Ministry of War. When I saw Master Shang Shu, the boss of my immediate boss, I dared to make a joke, because when Yuan Guo, an old wine worm and new official, took office, he dignifiedly carried a large box, but it was not a book, but more than 20 bottles previously given by His Majesty the Emperor. The Jiannan spring brew of Jiannan, but the Majesty who came to the official residence of the Ministry of Ritual drove him to the front, and then his Majesty started to divide the wine and drink with the officials. Sprinkle salt on the wound, and smiled and said that I took the initiative to help you win over the relationship between ministers and officials, so don't thank you, remember to take your salary back, and buy a few pots of good wine to send to the palace.

Now the Ministry of Rites starts to use the wrenches to figure out when to receive the salary, and jokingly ask Master Shang Shu if they need the officials to help collect some money. Today, I saw Master Shangshu of the Ministry of War. If it was General Gu Jiantang, it would naturally be a scalp. If it was Chen Zhibao, he would have to retreat. But since he was the suave Tangxi Sword Immortal, they all smiled and greeted Yuan Shangshu for a while. Anyway, the Ministry of Rites As long as you don’t encounter important festivals and the Jiaqing ceremony, it is the yamen that has the clearest soup and water to spend your days in the six books. Besides, it’s a blessing for everyone to stand on Yuanguo, who is so generous to himself and others. Yuan Guo’s ceremonial ministry, and many of the five officials of the ritual ministry with squinting eyes in the past, whether they came to visit or begging for someone to do business, the other side's face was a little more polite. Anyway, for the celebrities of the Ministry of Rites, giving such a thin face is enough.

The ritual department’s yamen, which is desperate for face, already occupies a large area. Yuan Guo naturally has his separate elegant room. When he walked near the door of the room, Yuan Shangshu smiled, rushed into the house and stooped to pick it up. This book, only then made a way out, resting on a chair with a crumbling pile of books, it actually swayed without falling. It can be seen that practice makes perfect. Probably the study room of Yuanguo's mansion is also such a messy scene. Yuan Guo finally moved away the books on the chair in front of the book table. Lu Baijie waved his hand and smiled: "If you don’t sit down, it’s just a chair. I’m sitting on the magpie’s nest. Don’t you think Yuan Shangshu is not afraid of being teased. I'm afraid to tell people that the Ministry of War is suppressing the Ministry of Etiquette."

Yuan Guo laughed and said: "It's not a day or two for the Ministry of War to oppress the Ministry of Ritual, Master Lu, don't you get a good deal."

Lu Baijie said bluntly: "Don't come to this set. In the past, the Ministry of Defense treated the other five units equally and bullied them. Anyway, they don't suffer from lack and unevenness, so I don't know who is the betrayer."

Yuan Guo touched his reddish lees nose, "I don't care before, but I will dare to go to the Ministry of Defense to scold someone at the Ministry of Ritual."

Lu Baijie was noncommittal, looking around, feeling a little bit emotional. Lu Baijie was born in the Lu family in Yangzhou, which is known as "a dazzling array of sights." His brother Lu Daolin retired from the Imperial Prison. He became a blessing in disguise and became a minister of ritual. It was the former owner of this house. Lu Baijie first came to Beijing and came here once. Twice. Lu Baijie has a very good relationship with his elder brother. It can even be said that the reason why Lu Daolin, whose eldest brother is like his father, left the temple and retired to the mountains is mostly to make room for his younger brother. Otherwise, the two brothers will have two books at the same time. If you don't want 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 Garden of Retreat for a long time. Lu Daolin had "retreated" twice and forged a lot of incense for his younger brother that could only be unspeakable. This is the knowledge that is rarely taught in the books of sages. Yuan Guo slapped his head and said angrily: "Well, you Tangxi sword fairy, the former dove occupied the magpie's nest. In the final analysis, he scolded me for robbing Mr. Lu's house?"

Lu Baijie didn't refute, he smiled and asked, "Where is the wine hidden?"

Yuan Guo glared, "It's gone!"

Lu Baijie jokingly said: "When I was named Tangxi Sword Fairy by Hu? Even if I no longer practice swords, I will not smell this wine?"

Yuan Guo spread his hands, "Really gone."

Lu Baijie walked to the corner of the wall by himself, opened a pile of books, picked up a jug of wine, and shook it. With a dry smile, Yuan Guo hurried to take out two wine glasses hidden under the desk, wiped their sleeves, one for each person, for fear that Jianxian Tangxi would just give the wine to the sheep and go away, muttering: "I'm not afraid of drinking. Mistakes, if it is the delay of Master Lu’s military affairs, I can’t afford to blame it. But just now, Master Lu’s swordsmanship group, presumably the amount of alcohol is not bad, drinking a glass of wine should be no problem, come, come, Let’s have a drink, have a drink, have a drink."

Lu Baijie sat straight on the floor, Yuan Guo put a stack of books under his ass, the former drank a glass of wine while the latter squinted his eyes and drank slowly.

Lu Baijie smiled and said: "Shall we talk a little drunk?"

Yuan Guo glanced at the door of the house, perhaps remembering that Lu Shangshu is an outstanding martial arts master, so he retracted his gaze and nodded.

"What the **** is going on? On the way Lu was here, some understood, some still didn't understand."

"You and I will forget when I stand up, don't tell the drunken words of Liu Er?"

"Drunk talk."

"The Ministry of War has a lot of secrets that are not known to the Five Departments. Lu Baijie, you want to understand the differences between Master Fu and Master Huan. The discussion in the study of a mansion is done, why should we openly confront each other in the temple, right?"

"Hmm."

"The reason why you don’t understand is because you still know that many people mistakenly thought that today’s meeting, which seemed to show a sign. In the past 20 years of Yonghui Year, except for your Majesty, Master Fu had no eyes on him. In the first year, the road went downhill quickly. Once the sun was in the sky, it was time to gradually descend to the west. However, this is an extremely absurd illusion, and you and I know it well. Zhang Lu has destroyed the courtyard wall for so many years, and has crowned his knowledge forever. Zhao Youling abandon the old and prudent Han Lin. Of course, Yuan Guo didn’t want to make progress and could not accomplish anything. Naturally, I was thrown away early. In the end, I only supported Wang Xionggui, who did not seem to have the qualifications of slaughter and auxiliary equipment. Even the Hanlin Academy was also swept out. , The charity was given to Yin Maochun, why? What is Master Fu thinking? Very simple, Liyang court, Zhang Fu never felt that anyone is his political enemy, as long as he stands on the court, there is a poem that says well, spring comes to me Without speaking first, which bug would dare to make a sound? Only one person can make a sound in twenty years. From now on, if this person dies first and Zhang Fu dies later, then there will be no one."

"Understood."

The room fell into silence and speechlessness.

Yuan Guo faintly with tears in his eyes, so he took a sip of wine and asked, "Do you really understand?"

Yuan Guo asked and answered, "You don't understand!"

Lu Baijie sighed, said nothing, got up and left, helping to close the door.

Yuan Guo, who was sitting alone in the house, cried and laughed, and Master Shang Shu, who didn’t drink much, turned out to be drunk. "You don’t understand, Yuan Guo’s mentor, our assistant master, once the Western Chu battle is defeated, his eyes are like torches. He won the face, but completely lost the temple. His Majesty, who is known for his generosity, will no longer tolerate it. It is the Lord Fu that really begins to go to the west. So today, he is seeking a retreat for the old man Huan. Drive yourself to a dead end!"

Yuan Guo fell back, and the Book of Rites, who cherished his fate, dropped the jug, crying, "My scholars, why are you afraid of death, but my teacher, why are you so miserable to die?"

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Zhang Julu deliberately let himself do nothing or think about things today, so he has the opportunity to go to an old restaurant that has been in his heart for a long time, and drink a half pot of aged wine, but it seems that it is not as delicious as Huan Wen they said. Because he did not take off his court clothes, the presence of Master Assistant made the restaurant here both splendid and trembling. Looking at Master Assistant from a distance, as long as the chopsticks in the old man’s hand were slightly slower to pick up the dishes, it seemed to me that He was about to be pulled out and beheaded. It is true that Master Fu has never appeared in the public in the capital. Unlike the leaders of the other six ministries, each has its own temperament and hobbies. After all, there is a quiet place to go to. But Zhang Fu is different. He will always only appear in Shang Shuling's mansion and the imperial palace are two places. Therefore, this news spread with an alarming degree, but even if there is no good deed, even if he dares to come and join in the fun, even if there is no good deed, he dares to come and join in the fun. This is probably the real horror of Zhang Julu. The first son of the capital, Wang Xionggui's youngest son, Wang Yuanran, a man who claims to be openly challenged with his Royal Highness Beiliang, has the honor to follow his father to Zhang Mansion to pay a New Year greeting once when he was a boy, but he was glanced indifferently by Mr. Fu, and then hit him. I won't go to Zhang Mansion anymore. The general Zhao Wei and Yang Shenxing, who made great contributions in the Spring and Autumn Period, their descendants are considered to be Liyang’s most noble seed brothers. They have not seen this hundreds of officials in 20 or 30 years. It is not a mouse meeting a cat. When a mouse sees a tiger, it feels like they have to lose a piece of meat when they see each other. Even if Zhao Wu, the most promising eldest prince in the past, afflicted Mr. Fu's darling girl, he still couldn't eat, and Zhang Julu didn't need to say a word. Gen Zheng Miaochun's prince is still like this, and the relatives of the imperial family who are alienated from the current son of today are the poor people who were suppressed to death by Zhang Julu when he first took power. He has always dared not to speak.

This is easy indeed to gradually age, but the old people who always make people forget their age are not greedy for money, not good for beauty, don’t like to cherish, don’t talk, don’t worship Buddhism, don’t teach poetry, all those who are interested People were waiting for him to make a mistake, but he didn't.

He just travels to and from the mansion palace day after day, year after year, boring, and impeccable. For twenty years, no one can be called one person below ten thousand people.

Zhang Julu raised her head, put the chopsticks away, and saw a familiar face, she was sitting across the table, holding her cheeks, smiling like her mother when she was young.

Master Fu chuckled softly: "Did I alarm the Heroine Zhang when I was drinking?"

Zhang Gaoxia still held her cheeks with both hands, and blinked.

Zhang Julu smiled and said: "Let's talk about it, besides seeing Dad, there is anything else that requires Dad, this time you make an exception and agree to it first."

Zhang Gaoxia chuckled and said: "My sister-in-law just told me that she told me that in the spring of this year, my second brother ran out to borrow money for flowers and wine in three days. That’s all, the woman is still a brothel girl. The little sister-in-law can’t persuade the violent third brother, so she has to drag me to her camp. I went to meet the woman secretly. Are you afraid of insulting your family?"

Zhang Julu frowned.

Zhang Gaoxia raised his voice, "Father, you promised your daughter."

Zhang Julu stretched his brows and nodded.

Zhang Gaoxia's eyes widened, who hadn't had the slightest expectation, but the more unthinkable things are still to come. Outside, Master Fu is at home and the father of Master Fu, unexpectedly said: "Go to your third brother's mansion to take a look. Look."

Zhang Gaoxia was overjoyed, knowing that the fathers of their four siblings really don’t look like a father at all. Except for her daughter, all three elder brothers are already married and established. They married a wife and had children, and Zhang Julu never showed up. Regardless of whether the three sons of Mr. Fu were born or caused trouble, they never paid any attention. Everyone in the capital laughed at the three children who were obviously born but helpless. Most of them were children picked up on the road. Zhang Gaoxia's third brother is Zhang Fu's least successful youngest son. He is idle and no one is willing to play with this coward. He often carries a pigeon whistle with him and wanders around in Tai'an City. The eldest brother enters the official career anyway, although the climb is slow, he can barely be regarded as a son of his father's business, the second brother is a real nerd, but it is also OK. The third brother Zhang Bianguan is not a human inside and out, and he is the worst mixed up at home. The old man's visit is affirmative, and the older dude in the capital doesn't bother to be friends with him. Zhang Gaoxia knows better than anyone, the three brothers, in their hearts, hope that this taciturn father can look at them directly and don't expect any praise, but even a curse is fine.

Zhang Julu walked out of the restaurant, and suddenly "he couldn't believe his words", and said, "I won't go anymore."

Zhang Gaoxia's face is bitter and pitiful.

Zhang Julu smiled and said: "Although you won't go, you bring a message to the border, relying on his elder brother and second brother's salary every day, it’s not a thing, doesn’t he want to join the army, dad tell Gu Jiantang, Let him go to Liaodong. Also, you don’t raise idlers at home, you ambitious girl, go out to play in Beijing, as for where to go, wherever you go, it’s up to you, don’t write to your father and ask for money."

Zhang Gaoxia's eyes lit up and he said cheerfully: "Really?"

Zhang Julu nodded lightly.

Zhang Gaoxia suddenly said, "Father, you are not sick, are you? Uncle Huan made you angry today? My daughter will find you a place to find a place to see if I will eat and drink in Huanfu! "

Master Fu laughed softly and said: "Brilliant!"

Then add a sentence: "I said in advance that you can go anywhere in Liyang, you can't go to Beiliang Road first, you can't go to Yanchi Road second, and you can't go to Guangling Road third."

Zhang Gaoxia let out a cry, and the spanner said: "The fourth one on Jiangnan Road, the fifth one in the two provinces..."

She counted all the Dao of Liyang in one breath, and said with a smile: "Then I will stay at home and eat and drink for a lifetime without marrying. Anyway, I can't go anywhere."

Zhang Julu Qi took the horse's rein from the shopkeeper who was walking on thin ice, handed it to his daughter, and said with a smile: "Stop your dad's glib tongue, hurry up and confess your sister-in-law."

Zhang Gaoxia made a face, turned on his horse, and rode away.

Zhang Julu stood in the same place. How dare the shopkeeper care that Mr. Fu forgot to check out and pay? Besides, when Mr. Fu was there, no one would dare to come and die, but the shopkeeper could guarantee that tomorrow, the restaurant would not talk about where to sit, and even stand. No place will be left.

The shopkeeper has quietly turned around, but the assistant assistant yells softly. The shopkeeper's face is stiff and he turns around, feeling helpless.

Zhang Julu smiled and said: "The shopkeeper, you have nothing to eat and drink, don't mind."

The shopkeeper shook his head vigorously, killing him without saying a word.

Zhang Julu walked to the heavily guarded carriage, and in a voice that only he could hear, he muttered to himself: "The loyalty to the emperor, the loyalty to the emperor, are not owed to each other. I Zhang Julu finally asked the people of the world. Drinking a pot of wine is not too much, right?"

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The government and the public, this time staring at King Jing Nan, who sent troops first, who sent the most troops, who has the most powerful soldiers and horses, and who has the most old and weak soldiers, are all talked about by the market. . Among the great vassal kings, the Jiaodong king Zhao Sui did not move for the imperial order, and stared at the border honestly. This is nothing worth talking about. Guangling King Zhao Yi was originally the player in the game, and the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom was born under his jurisdiction, and there is not much room for imagination. The Huainan king Zhao Ying, who has always been the weakest and rumored to be mad, sent six thousand troops and came out, which is impressive. The Yanchi Road was the first to send troops. It was just that Zhao Bing, the feudal lord who was only under the Lao Liang Wang, only let his Royal Highness Zhao Zhu lead a thousand horses to Guangling Road, not to mention all the way north, crossing the border, and jumping. The best way to chat on the streets and alleys of Liyang. The young Jing'an Wang Zhaoxun sent troops at the latest, and the strength of the troops is temporarily unknown. As for Chen Zhibao, the predecessor of the Ministry of War, who was entrusted to the Western Shu, there was no sign of movement. It was because the court feared that he would have nothing to do when he went to Xichu. I'm afraid no one knows. Beiliang? No one in Liyang thought that the new Liangwang, who was younger than Zhao Xun, would be so kind. They all guessed that Beiliang was gloating for misfortune, and that Liyang would be lucky if he didn't fall into trouble.

The horse's hoof moves, the bowstring slams, and the gold is ten thousand taels.

The soldiers and horses of the brigade on the border of Qingzhou slowly advanced to the northeast. There was a conspicuous ride on the horse and stood by the river. This young rider wore a bright yellow python robe. As far as the python is concerned, it is even worse than the Guangling king Zhao Yi. To be half a rank higher. He smiled at a young Junya scholar next to him: "The little family property that Mr. 6 finally helped me save, such a trouble, coming and going in a hurry, I feel distressed."

The scholar with closed eyes smiled and said: "As a weak guest, when you visit the house, you must have enough courtesy, good food, and good food, but you can eat more. Otherwise, the powerful owner will simply not next time. Let you move your chopsticks on the table."

It is precisely Zhao Xun of this generation of Jingan King nodded and said: "It is a very simple truth, but even if you understand it, it will inevitably be a little depressed."

The blind man 6 laughed and said nothing.

Zhao Xun joked: "There is so much movement in the capital, you can think through it when you say it, Xiao Liuer, it's good news, so you can quickly tell me it's bad news, just as if I didn't ask. What's it like?"

The literati Qingshan who has always retired behind the scenes hesitated for a while, bit his lip, and said solemnly: "For Qingzhou and Jing'an Palace, it may be a mixed bag."

Zhao Xun asked curiously: "What's the solution?"

6 He whispered softly: "Master Fu deliberately exposed his flaws. He was sitting in the temple and fishing. No accident. Next, the assassins he has accumulated all the year round will be used gradually to kill people with the penknife of the supervisor. The big commentary hosted by Yin Maochun will definitely kill many people. The Qing Party 6 Fei Chi died, the Qing Party collapsed, and his tail was clipped to be a man. On the contrary, he was lucky enough to escape the turmoil. After the turmoil, things have to be done. Hopefully a comeback. This time, I urge the palace to do all the best, to let His Majesty the Emperor and the temple elders know our food, so as to seize the opportunity in the next move. The world is the world of the Zhao family. As the head of the family, he has a lot of children and grandchildren. He will naturally choose those who are reliable and do not fight for their duties. When the head is happy, he is willing to give them more money, hoping that they will be more competitive. If you feel that you are not promising, the head of the family It’s also about to hold money bags and heirlooms. It’s just that I can’t imagine what the temple would be like without Zhang Fu. With him and Tan Tan Weng, I have a clear view of the situation in Qingzhou, and it will not be too difficult. In Jing’an Palace, if a house changes the housekeeper who is in charge of money and affairs, or even... even has another house owner, if no one in the Youth Party can come forward and talk to the new owner at critical moments, It is always a hidden danger. Therefore, the benefits are in front of the eyes, and the disadvantages are in the distance. In general, it is still bad news. Of course, everything in the world changes rapidly, and no matter how far you see it, you may not be accurate at first, and you will not escape. One step is the number of steps. As long as the steps are not bad, it is good. If we still fail to do something, we will curse a few words and keep our eyes open."

Zhao Xun was stunned: "Zhang Fu is only in his fifties, and his body has always been good. How could he retreat, and how could he retreat?"

6 He pointed to the sky above his head without making a sound.

Zhao Xun's face was uncertain, he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said: "That's why you asked me to secretly befriend Jin Saburo and Qingcheng King?"

6Xun nodded, not the slightest complacency about his quietly early deployment.

Zhao Xun suddenly sneered: "Liu'er, you said that we’re a guest, carefully tossing out a delicious appearance, the owner, the food is a mess. Hey, indeed, sitting in such a position, family law is national law, family law It’s the law of heaven."

Six Xu said plainly: "His Royal Highness, don't forget, your surname is Zhao, and the family doesn't speak two words."

Zhao Xun smiled and hugged Zhao Xun's shoulders, "I and you, I dare not say anything."

6 He looked helpless.

Zhao Xun said anxiously: "Liu'er, don't you really go with me? Without your help, I don't know what to do."

6 Xu calmly said: "I will only make ideas. The marching formation is a layman. Moreover, your Highness’s trip is not meant to be used for war merits~ IndoMTL.com~ Of course, if you want to, you won’t be able to get these six thousand. People are all lighted up in one go, and then you can meet the prince in ragged clothes in secret, and you're done."

Zhao Xun was a little unbearable, "I can't keep two or three thousand soldiers and horses? Is it okay to secretly keep one thousand?"

6 He has no expression on his face, turning his head and "looking at" the King Jing'an, who has always been his Highness in his mouth.

Zhao Xun quickly raised his hands, "Isn't it okay to listen to you."

Seeing that Mr. 6 did not move, Zhao Xun reluctantly said in a low voice: "Am I really gone?"

6 Xu stretched out a hand to signal to mount the horse.

Zhao Xun turned on his horse, hesitated for a while, raised his head and said: "Remember, this trip will be two things, try to win Zhao Zhuan's trust as much as possible, and then win the hearts of the people with 6,000 lives."

Zhao Xun looked down at this blind counselor who had done his best for the Jing'an Palace, hummed heavily, and rode his horse away.

The young feudal lord had the pride of "I also have Yuan Benxi by his side" in his heart.