Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

"Puff..." Zhao Hong spit a mouthful of tea on the painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains on the imperial desk, where the ink had not yet dried, and started coughing violently. "Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon's body..." Seeing this, the eunuchs who were waiting on his left and right came forward to help him calm down. Zhao Hong waved his hand to dismiss them, slapped the imperial desk and stood up, panting and shouting: "Lu Tinggong wore a dragon robe and led the ceremonial procession into the capital?" Liu Xian, the director of the East Factory, who was standing in the center of the imperial study, responded timidly: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely true. According to the pace, Lu Tinggong will lead the people into the capital before the city gates are locked today..." 'It's over, it's over...' Zhao Hong's panicked heart was beating wildly: 'That guy is not going to come to the capital to beat me up, right? ' He was restless and wandering behind the imperial desk. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high. Otherwise, why would that guy wear a dragon robe? It must be to fulfill the duties of the Grand Tutor and the power of the Minister of Regent, and to pull himself off the dragon chair and beat him up! Only the ignorant dare to be fearless.

And now he knows too much, so even though he has become the emperor, his fear of Yang Erlang has only increased... That guy is simply a living father!

‘No, no, I have to find a way...’

When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered the way the previous emperor dealt with Yang Erlang’s entry into the capital. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw: "Come here, pass on my oral order, and ask the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Shen Fa... "

Before he finished speaking, a little eunuch who had entered the palace at the door of the imperial study room "understood" and responded with a bow and said: "Your Majesty, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Lord Shen Fa, and the eunuch Nangong Feiying, the commander of the Western Investigation Factory, are waiting to be summoned in the side hall!"

Zhao Hong was speechless, and after a moment of hesitation, he immediately changed his words and said: "Call them both to see you immediately!"

"Yes!"

The little eunuch bowed and left the imperial study room, and soon led Shen Fa and Nangong Feiying into the imperial study room in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, I, Shen Fa, pay my respects to you. Long live the emperor!"

"Your servant, Nangong Feiying, pays my respects to you. Long live the emperor..."

Zhao Hong waved his hand anxiously: "Get up. Do you know that Lu Tinggong Yang Erlang brought the ceremonial guards to the capital?"

Shen Fa bowed, and there was some panic in his tone: "Your Majesty, we are here for this matter!"

Nangong Feiying was much more direct than him, shouting hoarsely: "Your Majesty, something is wrong..."

"Huh?"

When Zhao Hong heard his shout, the hair on the back of his head almost stood up, and he stuttered: "How, how do you say?"

Nangong Feiying: I have learned that Lord Lu Ting came here because the grain prices in various provinces are high, forcing the people to be displaced. Based on my understanding of Lord Lu Ting, he will definitely go on a killing spree when he enters the capital with the honor guard of the Duke this time..." Zhao Hong was stunned: "Huh?" Nangong Feiying wiped the sweat from his forehead and said quickly with fear, "With Lord Lu Ting's methods, all the civil and military officials in the court, anyone who is related to the rise in grain prices in various provinces, will probably not escape the execution ground, and the civil and military officials in the court will not sit idly by... I'm afraid there will be a big mess!" Everyone knows that Yang Erlang is extremely powerful and invincible! But how exactly is he invincible? Only the 71 people who followed him to Japan in the past know it best! Thinking of the methods that Yang Erlang used in Japan, Nangong Feiying was panicked...

Even Shen Fa, who was standing by, was so panicked that he couldn't help but grab his sleeves to wipe his sweat. He undoubtedly knew Yang Ge, so he knew that guy would listen to reason most of the time, but when he didn't want to listen to any reason anymore, no reason could stop him...

"That's it?"

Zhao Hong's reaction was far beyond their expectations. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat back on the armchair as if relieved of a heavy burden. He comfortably picked up the tea bowl in front of him and took a sip. He waved his hand and said, "It's just this little thing. You should have said it earlier. You scared me so much!"

As long as that guy didn't come to Beijing to beat me up, everything can be discussed!

Shen Fa: ???

Nangong Feiying: ???

Is it us or you who are wrong?

Shen Fa stepped forward and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance. Your Majesty must not take it lightly. Lord Lu Ting is about to enter the capital. If we do not stop him, he will really dare to slaughter all the civil and military officials in the court!" "Your Majesty, as the king of a country, must not have the idea of ​​killing people with borrowed knives. Our Great Wei has its own laws and the court has its own rules. If Your Majesty cannot even protect his ministers and let Lord Lu Ting slaughter them indiscriminately, it will surely cause everyone in the court to be in danger. From now on, who will be willing to serve Your Majesty? Who will be willing to fight for Your Majesty? Just seeking temporary pleasure will surely lead to endless troubles, Your Majesty!" His head was full of blue veins, and he shouted hoarsely with almost a heart attack. However, Zhao Hong just nodded lightly and said: "Shen Qing is right. How about letting Shen Qing take full responsibility for stopping Lord Lu Ting from killing?" Huh? Shen Fa was stunned for a moment. His emotions were about to explode, but he choked and felt uncomfortable.

Zhao Hong then looked at Nangong Feiying.

Nangong Feiying bowed and said honestly: "I am incompetent and cannot persuade Lord Lu Ting..."

Zhao Hong picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Then he put the tea bowl aside and said unhurriedly: "I understand what Shen Qing said, but there are a few issues that I must correct Shen Qing." !”

"1. It's not that I can't protect my ministers, but those traitorous and rebellious ministers who are greedy and corrupt and harm the country and the people. Why should I protect them?"

"2. Continuing from the previous point, the people Lu Tinggong killed were all treacherous and corrupt officials. How can he say that they are indiscriminate?"

"Third, we, the Wei Dynasty, do have our laws, and the court does have its rules. But if the laws and rules can't win over those treacherous, rebellious, and corrupt ministers, why do we need Duke Lao Luting to take action? "

"Fourth, you are insensitive and ignore the suffering of the people in the world. Do you still think that Mr. Lu Ting is also indifferent and ignores the suffering of the people in the world? Who do you think you are? What kind of mentality do you have?"

He slapped the imperial case and yelled angrily.

Shen Fa and Nangong Feiying hurriedly bowed to each other: "I am terrified..."

They both understood that this person really regarded Yang Erlang as one of his own.

These two guys are really interesting...

I only guard against Yang Erlang.

The son only used it without guarding against Yang Erlang.

But that’s okay…

As long as the emperor has an idea, even if it is wrong, it is better than being coerced by Yang Erlang's will!

"Your Majesty is far-sighted and wise and decisive. Even if I break through thousands of books, I may not be able to match your Majesty's chances."

Shen Fa bowed his hands and said a compliment first, and then continued: "But I still insist on my opinion. Duke Lu Ting must restrict it and never give him a chance to use the topic. Even if there are still problems, they must be left for the future, Your Majesty." Pick it up yourself...people's hearts can only be encouraged, but not vented, Your Majesty!"

The consequences of court battles that cross the line are really heavy and painful.

The late emperor is the best example!

Zhao Hong finally understood what he meant. After pondering for a moment, he asked tentatively: "What Shen Qing said is very close to my heart. Then... grant Duke Lu Ting an imperial envoy and give Shang Fang a sword?"

Shen Fa and Nangong Feiying: "Your Majesty, you must not do this..."

Zhao Hong: "Huh?"

The two looked at each other, and Nangong Feiying took a step forward and whispered cautiously: "Your Majesty, you can't take the blame for this!"

He was too embarrassed to tell the emperor directly: You can't bear this blame!

Zhao Hong understood in an instant and immediately changed his words: "Then let Mr. Lu Ting enter the court..."

Shen Fa and Nangong Feiying: "Your Majesty, you must not do this..."

Zhao Hong: "Huh??"

Shen Fa took a step forward, lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Your Majesty, you think it's too slow for Lu Tinggong to be escorted to the execution ground one by one to behead him, and you want to give him a chance to kill him with one blow?"

Zhao Hong suddenly understood and changed his words again: "Then I order the Ministry of Household Affairs to go out of the city on my behalf to meet Mr. Lu Ting?"

Nangong Feiying said with a smile on his face: "Your majesty is wise and saw the problem at a glance... I'm afraid those corrupt officials dare not go out of the city to face Mr. Lu Ting!"

Shen Fa went on to say: "If I am not mistaken, the reports of illness reported by the great lords in the court have been sent to the cabinet..."

The implication of the two people's words is: Who is not crazy about it?

Zhao Hong was annoyed and said angrily: "This won't work, that won't work either, then you guys should give me an idea!"

The two looked at each other again hesitantly...

Nangong Feiying racked his brains and thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "According to your humble opinion, your majesty needs to send an eunuch to greet you on your behalf as a sign of your holy family."

Shen Fa: "I think we can add Lu Tinggong as the supervisory censor, who will be responsible for investigating the case of soaring grain prices in various provinces..."

Zhao Hong nodded and listened carefully, then raised his eyebrows: "That's it? No more?"

Nangong Feiying: "That's enough for Mr. Lu Ting!"

Shen Fa also nodded: "Too much is not enough!"

The three of them looked at each other with a sense of panic that dark clouds were threatening to overwhelm the city.

They can only do their best to control the development of the situation.

But Yang Erlang is willing to accept their restrictions...

No one has any idea!

…

"drive!"

The sunset is like blood.

Yang Ge was dressed in a purple four-clawed python robe with a cold moon sword hanging from his waist. He was sitting astride Erhei's back. He took the lead and led hundreds of horses to crush the setting sun. He galloped towards Luoyang City with his flags fluttering and the sound of rolling horse hooves. Men thunder.

Nangong Feiying, who had been waiting outside the city gate for a long time, saw the flag and shouted loudly from a distance: "My slave, Nangong Feiying, welcome Lu Tinggong back to the capital on your behalf..."

A group of eunuchs shouted in unison in a loud voice: "Welcome Mr. Lu Ting back to the capital!"

In an instant, gongs and drums were roaring and firecrackers were blasting!

"Hush!"

Yang Ge Lema, the majestic two black men stood up, their huge bodies seemed to be enveloped by a dark cloud over Nangong Feiying.

The hundreds of riders behind him also rode up, raising a puff of smoke and dust...

"Come and be safe, Nangong!"

Yang Ge comforted Erhei and waved to Nangong Feiying beside the road with a smile.

Nangong Feiying came up with a basin of steaming water and responded with a smile on his face: "Thanks to your great blessing, everything is going well recently... You are tired from the journey, so please wash your face first."

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, Erhei? You don't even recognize the Za family? When we were in Japan, the Za family even fed you eggs!"

But he came too close, and Erhei looked at him and wanted to grit his teeth. A mouthful of fangs frightened him so much that he backed away.

"Okay, don't pretend to be confused because you understand!"

Yang Ge pushed Erhei's horse's head away and said with a smile: "Why am I going to Beijing? You are as clear-headed as a mirror. We are brothers, so don't beat around the bush with me... I ask you, where is the Minister of Revenue Meng Ziqian now!" Nangong Feiying said "Fuck" in his heart when he heard it. He didn't even get off the horse, but he was thinking about killing people... "Second Master, if you want to do something, I will definitely not stop you!" He stubbornly came forward with a basin of water: "But you just arrived in Beijing, you are tired from the journey, and you haven't even caught your breath. If I let you go to do things like this, will I still have the face to greet other brothers when I meet them in the future?"

Yang Ge stared at him, narrowed his eyes slowly, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "I treat you as a friend, I'm saying it a second time... Where is the Minister of Revenue Meng Ziqian!"

When he narrowed his eyes, Nangong Feiying began to panic, and immediately threw the copper basin in his hand and said loudly: "Replying to the second master, the Minister of Revenue Meng Ziqian submitted a memorial after noon to report his illness, saying that he was at home, but we know that he is hiding in a private house in Qingyuli... Are the two holes on your face here to vent your anger? Why don't you quickly bring the horses to me!"

A group of Western Factory soldiers hurriedly led the horses forward and handed the reins to Nangong Feiying.

Nangong Feiying jumped on the horse, flicked the reins and said: "Second Master, I'll take you there... Go."

Yang Ge gently squeezed the horse's belly, and Erhei easily caught up with Nangong Feiying, and the two horses rode side by side: "Do you have solid evidence of Meng Ziqian's crime in the West Factory? I mean the kind that is not wronged or framed!"

"Don't worry, that guy absolutely deserves to die!"

Nangong Feiying: "The evidence in our hands is enough to confiscate his family and destroy his family, but this man has been in the court for many years and holds a high position. He is also the leader of the Qi Party. His friends are all over the court and his disciples are all over the world. Lord Shen and I are afraid to touch him..."

"It's because you don't dare, you are afraid to touch the rat."

Yang Ge rode into Luoyang City: "That's why they dare, they are so unscrupulous!"

It was late at night, and Luoyang City had long been under curfew. Only a few patrol soldiers were wandering on the empty long street. Yang Ge rode into it, and the thunder-like horse hoof sound broke the tranquility and peace in the evening.

The people along the street heard the sound of rolling horse hooves, quietly opened the doors and windows and looked out, and saw his "Yang" Duke's guard of honor, wondering: "Does our Wei have a Duke surnamed Yang?"

"No, I've never heard of it?"

"Why not? Have you forgotten the one in Lu Ting?"

"Yang Erlang? Lord Yang!"

"Lord Yang has entered the capital? And he is still under the banner of the Duke?"

"This is going to be a big deal!"

Led by Nangong Feiying, hundreds of riders ran through long streets as if they were in an empty space and turned into an alley.

Nangong Feiying reined in his horse and pointed to an old and unremarkable house: "Second Master, Meng Ziqian's people are here!"

Yang Ge took a look and waved his hand expressionlessly.

The group of embroidered guards behind him immediately turned over and dismounted, pulled out their oxtail knives, kicked open the courtyard door, and rushed in like wolves and tigers.

Fang Ke has always been good at handling things. The people assigned to his 100-household unit this time were all the old men from Shangyou Unit who had followed him to Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the past...

After a chaotic commotion, a group of embroidered uniform guards escorted a middle-aged man with delicate skin and handsome appearance, but wearing a weird hemp cloth, and made him kneel in front of Erhei's horse.

Yang Ge glanced at him, turned his head and asked Nangong Feiying beside him: "Is he Meng Ziqian?"

Before Nangong Feiying responded, the middle-aged man in front of the horse begged for mercy with a heart-wrenching voice: "Mr. Yang, please forgive me. I am willing to make meritorious contributions and persuade all families and tribes to transfer grain to stabilize grain prices..."

See, he knows everything...

Yang Ge couldn't help but sighed: "You said that all of you are scholars with fine clothes and food, and are extremely smart. Why do you all act like those stupid and bad desperate criminals who have no tomorrow after today?"

Meng Ziqian: "I know my mistake..."

"Puff."

A bright knife flashed, Yang Ge put away the knife, and a good head flew up. The gushing blood was red under the setting sun!

Looking at this scene, Nangong Feiying was stunned, and the coldness in his heart froze him in place.

Execution ground?

What kind of execution ground!

Yang Ge stretched out his hand expressionlessly, caught the dead head accurately, held it in front of him, looked directly at the eyes on his face that were as big as copper bells, and said softly: "You don't know you are wrong, you know you are going to die!" He tied the head to the saddle and turned his head to look at Nangong Feiying again: "Where is Jin Zhihua, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue?" Nangong Feiying suddenly shuddered, came to his senses, hugged his hand holding the knife, and said in a sad voice: "Second Master, we can't be so reckless..." "Where is Jin Zhihua, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"