Don't go down if you have a kind [Rebirth]

Regardless of Gong Dou or Zhai Dou, the Empress, as a lady with poems and books to accompany Huayue and friends, has never participated much.And this time she was able to tell the whole story of my third grandpa Qiao Yueshi's sting, which shows that she has indeed harbored a lot of worries in the past few days.

The thing is probably that my third grandfather, who is gifted in fighting for family property, has a numb political sense. He first responded too hard to the call of the small court in Xizhou to help his grandson—that is, myself Regaining the power, a vigorous and vicious business merger was carried out, and then I heard that "the agreement with Princess Heyang was blocked by the Liang Wang, and I failed to escape and fell into the hands of the new emperor", and I made a decision-making decision in a daze. Mistake: He thinks that King Liang will not be able to tolerate his grandson because of emotion and reason, and it would be a better choice for the Qiao family to surrender to his granddaughter, Princess Heyang.

Therefore, the third grandpa took out the Qiao family's century-old foundation and most of the wealth of Xizhou that he had acquired newly, and sent political donations to "His Royal Highness Heyang"!

So the high hall hadn't been settled yet, so my nephew and I had no choice but to run to the Xizhou military office immediately.

"The light cavalry go first!" The imperial nephew drew a long red line on the map with a vermilion pen, "Take this road and set up an ambush in Jingsha City..."

"Your Majesty," Xue Meng said, "Jingsha City is the place where the business road from Xizhou to Zhongzhou must pass, and it is also at the junction of the two states. We can think of it, and they can think of it. In the end, they will worry that it has been targeted by the Qiang people..."

"It doesn't matter," Wei Yanliu said standing on the side, "if it is found that there are Qiang people guarding Jingsha, the generals will pretend to be the guards of the Qiao Yueshi caravan. But after all, they are Qiang people, they will not fully trust Qiao Yueshi, and they will be vigilant when they see that the caravan has not arrived and the army arrives first. This business will be regarded as a mess for us."

Zhao Shuo continued: "If the Qiang people hadn't preempted Jingsha city, then the soldiers would have blocked the Qiaoyueshi caravan here, and immediately retreated with their luggage after the robbery. Deploy defenses across the state to prevent the Qiang people from using force in anger."

"The key is to be fast, the sooner the better." The emperor's nephew put down the vermilion pen and picked up the wind robe at hand, "There is no need to 'prevent the Qiang people from using force', Zhu Le will soon realize that he has been fooled. General Zhao Xue The general left immediately, and sent a message that Song Fei and others from Liangzhou sneaked to the border of Cangzhou and Zhongzhou to wait for orders. Sir, Lord Wei followed me on a fast horse to Liuzhou, and called Li Mingchong and Zhang Mao, and others People can follow slowly."

Everyone was ordered to disperse, leaving only me for a while.I got up from the couch: "What about me? Do you need me to stay at Qiao's house in Xizhou to mediate?"

The emperor's nephew pulled me and walked out: "You are not someone else. It's good to let Qian Shangshu stay with us about Xizhou."

So everyone went south to Liuzhou without stopping.

When Hongling crosses autumn, it is already full of spring flowers, and the distant mountains and near water are shrouded in a layer of misty rain like yarn. The new tea is just released, and farmers come and go from time to time between the continuous gentle slopes.

The adults who drank the wind and rain all the way rushed into the small tea shop on the side of the road like starving ghosts, caught Liuzhou's "Autumn Hong Tea" sold in Kyoto for "an inch of gold", and insisted on it very unreasonably. The shopkeeper brought out meals for several tables.

The store that only sells tea looked back and forth at us, the hungry ghosts, and seemed displeased, but since the hungry ghosts still brought a team of soldiers, they politely said: "Is the guest officer coming from the north? You can go further." Half a mile ahead, there is an inn, the small one only has tea."

Zhang Subaru had a scar on his face from being scratched by a tiger's claws earlier, and he looked quite ferocious.He pointed to two local tea farmers nestled beside a low table in the corner: "Why do they have wine and food?"

The two tea farmers were so frightened that they dropped their chopsticks.

Li Mingchong suddenly stood up and patted the table: "Bold! You are so tricky..."

"Master Li," Wei Pei hastily pulled the tea bowl in one hand, his eyes were indifferent and drooping, and he looked quite different, "The store owner can tell that this tea was picked in early spring, but why is it called 'Autumn Tea'? flood'?"

The shopkeeper still said politely: "This place is Qiuhong Ridge, and the tea produced is called Qiuhong."

Wei Pei shook his head lightly: "The ancient tea scriptures say that new tea grows in the spring mountains in the mist in Liuzhou and Yue, and the scholars of the former Yue state tasted it. They don't have the meaning of 'boundless silk rain as fine as sorrow', and they feel that 'autumn rain is like a torrent'. , wandering on the heart'. The name of Qiuhongling comes from tea."

Mr. Wei probably wanted to warn the store owner to "be prepared for danger in times of peace" and "cold lips and teeth" based on the past events of the fall of the Yue Kingdom, but the store owner obviously didn't understand, so he murmured, "So that's how it is, the guest officer is right, right. "

Wei Pei frowned.Wei Yanliu smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why don't we just walk forward, we will almost reach Baichuan City."

The imperial nephew nodded, but unexpectedly, just as he got up, a group of young scholars ran past on the muddy path in front of his face - the reason why he could be identified as scholars at a glance was not because of their clothes covered in dirt, but because of their clothes. A book basket on his back.

One of the book baskets fell, and what fell out included scrolls, dry food, scraps of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a, uh, milk doll?

The milk doll fell into the mud puddle, and cried loudly: "Yes."

The scholar quickly squatted down to pick up the books, picked up a couple of them, and was so busy that he went to pick up the baby, and dropped the book after hugging the baby.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I rushed over to help him: "What's going on? Why are you running? Where's the mother of the child?"

The scholar's face was tender, and he looked like a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.Mao Boy shook his head again and again: "No! I picked it up. There are Qiang thieves on the other side of the mountain. They are coming! They are coming!"

Before the words fell, another wave of women and children, the old and the weak, passed by with big bags and small bags.

The sky above the head was still gray, and it said it was raining, but it didn't look like it was raining, and the mist was as cool as a silken veil.The emperor's nephew stretched out an umbrella out of nowhere, stood beside me, and said to the scholar, "Baichuan City has built a new Hanlin Academy, and it has been announced that scholars from the north can be accommodated there. Why don't you go there?"

The scholar said: "Go! I was kicked out again! It is said that it is used to accommodate us, but in fact all the seats have been occupied by those southerners! You... If you are also from the north, why don't you find another way, and you will never see your compatriots A cold eye is worse than a thief's sword!"

The emperor's nephew frowned, and asked again: "Isn't there a garrison outside the ridge? Why are there still Qiang people here?"

The scholar said again: "So there are! But some time ago, after those from the Beiguan Ping'an Camp came down, the Southern Army withdrew to the back! What did you say that Lingbei was guarded by the Northern Army, and Lingnan was guarded by the Southern Army? All the money was taken by their 'His Majesty' to find Zhu Le to replace them, and they did not pay the northern army!"

Several other scholars also approached one after another, chattering and saying:

"What 'Your Majesty'! This is not a royal family, it is all a cover made by the southerners! If there is no intention of stealing the country, the Holy One has not yet collapsed, and there is still His Royal Highness in Xizhou, and the rest of the Zheng clan are not all dead. , how to get him?"

"Extremely! It is said that it is to save the Northern Pilgrim and all the adults, but if you really want to save it, why do you delay it until now? It is only to see that Princess Heyang wants to do business with the Holy One, and to temporarily appease the West. Only then did I go to pick him up face to face. But who knows what will happen after he is picked up?"

"That's right, the Holy Majesty came back from the north and claimed that he was retreating due to illness, but in fact he had to retreat. Now Ping'anying, Liangzhou, Xizhou, Liuzhou's government offices, soldiers left behind by the king of Yue, plus the so-called 'mayfly' , either the King Liang's cronies, or the defeated generals of the King Liang, they support the King Liang, how dare other people have anything to say!"

"It is even more rumored that when King Liang was in the palace, he... committed himself to... Involved in this kind of thing, and then recalled the old case of the prince Jiang Fang, even if everyone in the Northern Dynasty escaped from the clutches of the Qiang people, how could they survive in the south? What about the Northern Expedition? Is there still hope?"

"Officials, it looks like you must have come from the north to join the Southern Dynasty. If you really entered the Dynasty, you must stand up and speak out!"

……

I listened to public opinion for a while at the scene, and repeatedly recited Mr. Zhao Ge's "When the wind blows in people's words" silently, so as not to be so angry that I vomited blood.

The emperor's nephew was well-bred, and ordered half of the guards to let the scholars lead the way to fight the Qiang bandits on the other side of the mountain. It was too late to eat, and he took the remaining half of the guards and all the adults and rushed to Baichuan City.

Baichuan City was originally just a small eighteenth-tier city, not enough to be a half-dynasty city. It was only because the new emperor insisted that there was a mountain pass where he could see Kyoto at a glance, so he changed his mind and expanded the third ring within half a year.

When the Emperor Shengjia came to the Third Ring Road, all the officials of the Southern Dynasties who had heard the news had been waiting for a long time at the muddy and watery civil engineering site.Just when the drizzle turned urgent, a court official from far away drove the imperial chariot to greet him.

The emperor's nephew did not slow down, he pulled out his horsewhip, and with the sound of spring thunder exploding in the sky, he rushed all the way into the inner city gate.

I took off the rain robe, poked my head out of his arms and took a look back. I saw all the ministers got up in a dazed manner, and trotted behind the Tianzi cavalry like ducks out of water.

"Don't get angry with them," I turned my face back, "Let me go up to the court, and let me deal with the quarrel."

He freed his hand and pressed my head back into the large raincoat: "I know. But you don't need to argue, you go back and rest first."

In order to recharge my energy and quarrel with the ministers and workers, I took a rest according to the emperor's nephew.

Now it was replaced by the emperor's nephew, who went up and down every day, feeling devastated.

The public opinion said that the new emperor usurped the throne and stole the country, but as a person who has been driven by ducks, I can understand at a glance that the new emperor is obviously driven by ducks.

According to Wei Yanliu and Jiang Pingrong, the key to King Liang's ability to lead the pair of embroidered pillow soldiers in Qingzhou and Zhongzhou to defeat King Yue was the solid mass foundation laid by Comrade Sun Mi, the first governor of Hongdu Prefecture and the founder of Mayfly, in his hometown.Liuzhou is an important revolutionary base for the organization in the south.The comrades in the base area made great contributions/contributions/contributions in helping King Liang eliminate King Yue, and they were the first to propose the establishment of a new emperor, which had a great say in the Southern Dynasties.

According to Wei Pei's observation and analysis, after the death of the king of Yue, his subordinates will be numerous and still alive and well, probably slightly more than the sum of the troops of Xizhou, Liangzhou and the Ping'an battalion from Beiguan. They are currently the most important military force. , also had a great right to speak in the Southern Dynasties.

The courtiers have too much right to speak, and the emperor has no right to speak.

Ever since the emperor's nephew took the real money he looted from the treasury of Liuzhou and the heavyweight hostage Apu Nu who was captured by the organization with great painstaking efforts, he went north and exchanged it for nothing. After your lords added obstacles to the Southern Dynasty for no reason, his right to speak as the emperor became weaker and weaker.

Even if King Liang is like this, if Zheng Wuyou or any other uncle or nephew is really dragged over and put on the throne, then the whole thing will be a puppet who is dragged away in a hurry.

For several months, I gradually regained my fat, and my nephew just got thinner and thinner.It hurts me to see it.

I can only quietly make his stack a little shorter when reviewing papers every day.

This evening it was time to watch the storybook for the after-dinner show, oh no, to critique the scriptures.

The temporarily built imperial court is nothing like a decent palace. It was originally a garden built by a big tea merchant by the mountains and the lake. The theme of the interior decoration is probably "All directions make money and four ways to gather treasures". human eye.I rubbed my dazed eyes, and planned to steal a few more scripts from his hand, oh no, look at the booklet: "Mao Lang, raise your hand."

It is cool in early summer, the doors and windows are open on all sides, the wind and rain are blowing, and a burst of water vapor blows on the clothes, which is very refreshing.The emperor's nephew, who was buried in the papers, was probably woken up suddenly by the wind and rain, and suddenly looked up at me vigilantly: "Wait, I forgot to ask, did you summon Pang Hong, the commander of the Yue King's army, this afternoon?"

I leaned towards him with a guilty conscience: "Oh, you mean that red fat man? I invited him to drink tea."

Pang Hong, formerly a powerful general under the King of Yue, took the lead in abandoning darkness and turning to the Ming after the death of the King of Yue, and supported the good king and proclaimed himself emperor together with the bright sons and dark nails planted by the Liuzhou government office, military office and other "mayfly" organizations.He is an extremely talkative among the above-mentioned courtiers who have the right to speak.As a military commander, he would hand out paperwork every now and then to make things difficult for others.Either it was a proposal to move the capital to the south, or it was a suggestion that the emperor marry a daughter-in-law.I asked him to have tea and talk, but before he could say anything, he blushed and spat at me thickly.

The emperor's nephew took out a notebook written by Comrade Red Fatty and showed it to me.I saw that the red fat man wrote to the effect that: I heard that Generals Zhao Shuo and Xue Meng had successfully intercepted the money that Xizhou Qiao Lao San originally intended to give to Princess Heyang. The appropriation of funds was allocated directly to the Northern Army and the Xiliang Second State Army. The minister thought it was inappropriate and must go to the national treasury first.

——So that everyone can scrape off a round of oil and water.

The emperor's nephew politely replied with an inscrutable "Lan".

I added a "fart" to the end.

Called back and played again, the emperor's nephew replied with "re-discussion".

I followed the sentence "I will talk after I think about it".

Call back and play again.The imperial nephew wrote "no".

I added a big fork.

I stared at the big cross and asked the emperor's nephew: "Is there any problem? We both agree very much, and the handwriting is hard to distinguish between you and me!"

The imperial nephew rubbed his eyebrows: "No problem, no problem, but fourteen..."

He suddenly turned around and moved the stack of approved papers behind him, and opened them one by one. When he encountered "fart", "long-winded", "I will give you another chance to speak" and other Zhu's criticisms, he put them in front of my face, and met "Lan" , "Appropriate", "No", "Reconsideration" and other Zhu criticisms were all placed in front of his own face.Not long after, a mountain of Zhezi was piled up in front of my face, and there were only a few scattered books in front of him...

"Have you taken your medicine today? Did you rest at noon?" He pointed to a pile of papers and questioned me, "Pang Hong is reckless and impulsive, acting recklessly, and you summoned him alone, what should I do if something happens to you? "

I took a sip from the teacup on my desk: "Tsk, Your Majesty, the ones I refuted directly are all those who want to give you a wife. I dare not specialize in those who have military resources and small matters."

He stared at me furiously for a moment, laughed angrily, and snatched my teacup: "It's cold! Give it to me."

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The reason for work (moving bricks for socialist construction) is the last (and double 叒叕) to ask for a leave before the end, no change tomorrow, no change the day after tomorrow (headshot)...

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