My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Kingdom of Jin, Shangjing.

at the same time.

The camel bell rang, and a caravan from the Central Plains entered Shangjing, which had just seen its scale. Before entering the city, a handsome young man in his 20s who led the team looked up at the sky, with a gloomy look on his brows.

Although he came here on orders, he was outside of Shangjing before he got the real order from the lord to contact Jin Guo's Deputy Prime Minister Wan Yan with a secret letter.

Only at this moment did he really realize that Shi Yucheng's real intention was to hook up with the Jinren.

There was a huge wave in the youth's heart.

He could be willing to rebel with the Shi family, because Shi Yucheng was kind to him and saved his life when he was destitute and at the end of his life.

He swore back then that he would work for the Shi family and repay the life-saving grace.

but……

Shi Yucheng actually wants to collude with the Jin people to invade the Central Plains and cooperate with his conspiracy.

This is traitorous!

In the eyes of young people, the Central Plains is ultimately dominated by the Han people, and it doesn't really matter whether the surname is Zhao or Wang.

But colluding with a foreign race has already touched his bottom line.

The youth entered the city slowly on horseback, in a dilemma.

He intends to retreat, but it is difficult to explain to Shi Yu, and Shi Yucheng has always treated him with great kindness, and even cared for his mother until the end of her life.

For betraying Shi Yucheng like this, he felt sorry for the pass in his heart.

But if he followed Shi Yucheng, it would be a betrayal of his country and ancestors.

The young man's face was blue and red, and he hesitated for a long time. He decided to go to the city to see the situation. After all, he knew Shi Yucheng. For many years, even if he gave up on it, there must be someone else who would contact Wanyan Ermao.

The young man lived in the post house with his entourage.

Sure enough, as he expected, in the evening, a Jin man came to contact him on his own initiative.

The young man looked gloomy, and finally followed the visitor to a large mansion located in the north of Shangjing.

The official residence of Wanyan Ermao, Vice Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Jin.

It was not Wanyan Ermao who actually came out to see him, but apparently a high-ranking domestic servant of Wanyan Ermao's subordinates.

The young man's complexion changed, his hands trembled. He slowly took out a confidential letter from his pocket and handed it to the steward of Wanyan Ermao's family. He was asked a few words casually, and then he was sent out.

The young man does not know whether Shi Yucheng can successfully contact Wanyan Ermao and get the support of the Jinren.

What he knew was that there could not be only one secret letter from Shi Yucheng, and he must not be the only one sent to Jin Kingdom.

No matter what he does, it will not affect the basic fact of Shi Yucheng's secret contacts with the Jinren.

In the early morning of the next day, the young man left the caravan and left Shangjing alone, heading straight for Hebei.

……

It was already midnight when Wang Lin received the urgent report from Kaifeng Jinyiwei, Yan Qing, and Wu Song.

Because the matter was of great importance, Jin Yiwei passed the word to the palace through Yang Yizhong, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, and then sent the urgent military report to the palace.

At that time Wang Lin was resting in Pan Jinlian's palace, besides Pan Jinlian, there were also Li Ping'er and Pang Chunmei attending her bed.

Pan Shi, Li Ping'er and Pang Chunmei have different looks, they can be said to be fat and thin, flying like wings to each other.

This night, the spring breeze is full, and I don't know how happy it is.

Just after the clouds cleared and the rain was over, the three women were waiting for the emperor to cleanse himself and take a bath, but they heard Shangguan Qing's crisp voice coming from outside the bedroom: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Shangguanqing, I have something urgent to report!"

Wang Lin was stunned, his face shaking.

Jin, Ping and Mei were even more shocked.

When the emperor Anxi was happy with his concubine, if there was no urgent state affairs, Shangguan Qing would not dare to come and disturb easily.

The three women subconsciously thought that if the foreign enemy invaded again, they should probably still be Jin people.

But Wang Lin was alert at the first moment, he realized that something must have happened to Zhao Ji from Kaifeng.

At this juncture, it is probably related to Zhao Ji that Jin Yiwei can report overnight.

Wang Lin came out of the palace in his clothes, with his hair still loose behind his head.

Shangguanqing glanced at the emperor hurriedly, his beautiful eyes were slightly complicated, and he still bowed and said: "Your Majesty, Jin Yiwei, Yanhou, and Wu Song Kaifeng urgently report!"

Wang Lin gasped.

What he was most worried about finally came.

……

At dawn, Wang Lin was wearing a big cloak, pacing back and forth in the bamboo forest outside the palace where Zhao Fujin lived, followed by the female official Shangguan with a pretty face and a complex face.

Shangguanqing could guess the embarrassment and hesitation of the emperor.

If something happened to Zhao Ji, although it was not caused by the emperor, after all, the emperor intervened in it, and he felt that it would be difficult to face the daughters of Zhao Fujin in the future.

Back then when he usurped the Song Dynasty, he didn't touch Zhao Ji, not because Wang Lin was soft-hearted, but because he cared about his female relatives.

Besides, Wang Lin felt that there were not many successful people in Zhao Song's clan, and those who could emerge in the era when he was in power were definitely rare, and Wang Lin would not give him this opportunity.

As for Zhao Ji, besides being fatuous, incompetent and cowardly, besides playing with things and losing one's mind, Zhao Ji actually has no major evils.

Wang Lin felt slightly annoyed at the moment.

Maybe it's because of the system's assistance after time travel, or because of luck, he has always been smooth sailing, and it can be said that he has made every effort. Basically, so far, he thinks that everything is under his control... ... Unexpectedly, something happened to Zhao Ji.

As the dawn dawned, a few kingfishers jumped on the glazed eaves of the red and yellow palace, singing crisply. Wang Lin stared at it for a long time, finally sighed, turned and walked away.

Wang Lin walked out of the palace slowly, he decided to go to Kaifeng for a walk.

Family and country affairs are important, but family harmony is also very important, especially for someone like Wang Lin who values ​​family so much.

He didn't want to have any quarrel with Zhao Fujin and his daughters because of Zhao Ji's matter.

He really can't let go of not going to Kaifeng to take command.

Wang Lin waved his hand, Shangguanqing walked over lightly, bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

Wang Lin took out a secret letter from his pocket, which was sealed with fire wax and stamped with the emperor's seal.

Although this is not an imperial decree, it is equivalent to the emperor's oral order. Shangguanqing did not dare to neglect it, and only accepted it respectfully after paying homage.

"I'm upset, so I'll go to the Royal Garden for a walk to relax, and you don't have to follow. Shangguanqing, after an hour, you go to the Political Affairs Hall and hand over my secret letter to Li Gang in person. Except for Li Gang, don't reveal it. For the others, understand?"

Shangguanqing bowed to accept the order: "The minister accepts the order!"

When Shangguanqing raised his head, the handsome figure of the emperor had already drifted along the quiet palace to the direction of the imperial garden.

Shangguan Qing stared at the emperor's back in a daze, a deep and complicated tenderness appeared in her beautiful eyes again, she thought for a while, then turned and left.

She didn't know what the emperor was going to do, but she knew that the secret letter must be related to Zhao Ji.

At present, there is nothing that the emperor cares more about than Zhao Ji's matter.