After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

As soon as Li Xiujing left, Pei Jiaoran was the only one left in the huge house besides the servants. She simply moved back to the house in Chongyifang. Rain fell from the eaves and hit the blue bricks, and thick dark clouds blocked the sky. The sound of drums for opening a workshop floated out from the direction of the palace city, and the crow of cocks and the barking of dogs sounded from various houses, one after another.

Due to heavy rain, Emperor Wei canceled the court meeting. The courtiers only need to go to their respective government offices on time. So Pei Jiaoran walked out of the square gate and rode leisurely to the Zhuque Gate. There was rare silence on Zhuque Street, except for the courtiers gathered in front of the palace gate. A large area of ​​black and purple, mixed with a group of green-skinned officials.

After checking the family records, the ministers filed in under the singing of Jin Wuwei. The person responsible for leading the Jinwu Guards to check the family registration today is General Chen.

As soon as he saw Pei Jiaoran entering the door, General Chen smiled and was about to say hello. But Pei Jiaoran glanced at him and shook his head.

Pei Jiaoran walked through the Zhuque Gate with a calm expression. Before she could take a few steps, she was called by Jia Gonglu. The courtiers passing by the two couldn't help but turn around and look at them frequently.

"Xianggong Pei really has a lot of friends." Jia Gonglu said with a smile while stroking his beard.

Knowing that Mr. Jia was aware of the actions between her and General Chen, Pei Jiaoran raised her lips and smiled and said: "I am just a gatekeeper general, how can I compare to Mr. Jia, your disciples and former officials are all over the world."

"Don't underestimate a small gatekeeper general. "Book of Jin" says that Sima Shiyin raised three thousand dead soldiers. The Sima family successfully launched the Gaopingling Revolution with the help of three thousand dead soldiers." Jia Gonglu's eyes were fixed on Pei Jiaoran. On the surface, "But how can the Sima family afford to support these three thousand dead soldiers with the wealth of the Sima family? The employment must be in the right position. These three thousand people are scattered in Luoyang City. Only at critical moments can they respond to a hundred calls. So sometimes the more inconspicuous it is The location is more useful.”

"Xiangong Jia, have you recently become obsessed with the folk tales? I have a few collections at home that I can give you to read." Pei Jiaoran looked sarcastic, "You have also been an official for so many years. The person who wrote the tales doesn't know There are twists and turns, but you don't know that palace coup is just a child's play. To launch a coup, you only need to control a few key generals and several important ministers in the palace. If you have confidants, you can seek power and seize the throne. It seems that your disciples and old officials are all over the world, and your chances are greater."

Looking at the changes on Jia Gonglu's face, Pei Jiaoran cupped his hands and said, "Goodbye."

As soon as he stepped into Zhongshu's foreign provinces, Pei Jiaoran glanced at the servants who came up to him, and waved his hand to signal them to leave. He walked quickly to his office and sighed. His eyes instantly turned cold.

She understood the meaning of Jia Gonglu's words. It was nothing more than a warning to her that he was not unaware of her treatment of those other ministers. It was just to give her face and not to find out those people. Even if he wants to fight him in the future, he still has to consider whether the people under him are a bunch of trash.

She really didn't know whether it was trash or not, and she didn't need to know. She just needs to make sure those people are in key positions and can make a difference when necessary.

Taking a deep breath, Pei Jiaoran called the servant in.

"Go to the Sifang Pavilion. Invite the Tibetan envoy Rangan to come to other provinces. Just say that I will invite him to come here for tea and discuss marriage." After a pause, Pei Jiaoran continued: "In addition, I will invite the Minister of Honglu Temple and the Minister of Rites. Come here for a visit.”

"Here."

Not long after the servant left as promised, Pei Jiaoran got up and went to the public kitchen downstairs.

In about a cup of tea, the three people invited by Pei Jiaoran arrived together.

Looking at the chef in front of him, Ranqian frowned. With a look of disdain on his face, he said: "Are we discussing matters in a place like this? Is this the way your country treats guests?"

"Otherwise, your envoy can wait for someone else to go on duty. It's just that someone is on duty today and can't accompany you to visit the East and West Second Market. It would be rude to send someone else to accompany you." Pei Jiaoran took the tea ball from the wooden box and put it into the bowl. Crush, with a soft tone, "I just went to the East and West Second Market and had this tea. This is the capstone flower given by His Majesty."

Her exposed wrists contained unimaginable strength.

Seeing that Ranqian was silent, Pei Jiaoran continued: "I know that your envoy is interested in your Khan's proposal to marry the princess of the Celestial Dynasty. If sacrificing one person can bring peace between the two countries, it will be a great merit for the princess. But your envoy When you came here, did you hear that our Majesty is a Buddhist?"

"I've heard a little bit about it. How could it be possible that all major military and state affairs in your Wei court require gods and Buddhas to be worshiped before issuing orders?" Rangan's eyes showed disdain, "It's just asking to marry a princess, how can there be so much fuss about it."

"Having said that..." Pei Jiaoran glanced at the Minister of Rites, then smiled and said: "There are still rules. Lu Shangshu, please explain it to the envoy."

"Messenger Ranqian doesn't know something. There are six rites in the Central Plains wedding customs. Since the emperor is marrying his daughter, these six rites are even more important." Lu Shangshu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Of these six rites, Naji is the most favored. Need. After the man retrieved the woman's name and horoscope, he performed divination in the ancestral temple. Tubo is far away from the territory, so he must not understand the divination etiquette of our dynasty. I am afraid that my envoy will send someone back to Tubo to ask about the birth of your Khan. On the day and hour, Qin Tianjian conducted a divination in the Ancestral Temple to see if the two families could form a good marriage between Qin and Jin."

Lu Shangshu's name is Lu Yuan, and he was born in the Lu family of Fanyang. He has a thin face and a long, white beard that is neatly and carefully trimmed. He has been serving as the Minister of Rites for more than forty years. Looking at the entire court, no one understands foreign etiquette better than him.

Although the Minister of Honglu Temple who accompanied him had only been in office for more than ten years, he was born in the Yang family of Hongnong, and he was also familiar with classics and history as well as negotiations with foreign countries.

Rangan squeaked coldly, "How can it be that your gods think it's inappropriate? Isn't this marriage going to end? I didn't expect that Wei Ting believed in the words of the gods when he falsely claimed that he was a sovereign state in the Central Plains."

"Your envoy is wrong. What Najib is asking is not God, but the ancestors and ancestors of our emperor. Our emperor governs the world with filial piety. If our ancestors and ancestors don't agree, how can we agree? If even the emperor ignores filial piety, , how can people be filial to their elders?" Pei Jiaoran looked at Ranqian with a smile.

"That is your Central Plains Emperor's business. Our Khan only asked me to marry a princess for him. As for whether it violates your filial piety, what does that have to do with us?" Rangan said with contempt: "Anyway, you guys Doesn’t the emperor believe in Buddhism? Let him ask himself.”

"Then does Tubo still have the strength to fight us? I heard that Tubo has just experienced a plague, and most of the cattle and sheep were killed or injured. I think what your envoy means is that if we don't marry a princess, you will go to war? "Pei Jiaoran said warmly.

Lu Yuan and Honglu Temple Qing looked at each other. I have to admire the Zhongshu Minister's ability to discern situations when they arise. After thinking for a moment, he answered, "Why are you talking about starting a fight? The diplomatic relations between the two countries are based on harmony, and the Tubo Khan just wants to marry a princess. It's not that we can't agree, but we have a saying in the Central Plains: Do as the Romans do when you enter the country. Since you want to be friends with Qin and Jin, you must also observe the etiquette, right?"

At this time, the water in the pot was boiling, and Lu Yuan stood up to help add tea. Seeing that Ranqian's expression softened slightly, he said: "Najib's procedure still needs to be followed, but it can be simplified. What do you think, Mr. Pei?"

At this time, Pei Jiaoran put down the pestle in his hand and said with a smile: "I would like to hear the details."