Prince's Revenge

Chapter 20

The emperor, who had passed the year of knowing his destiny, wanted to conquer in person, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty persuaded him, trying to persuade the emperor to dispel this idea with various reasons.

Since ancient times, the imperial conquest can only win but not lose. Therefore, if there is no full certainty, few emperors will choose the imperial conquest.No one knows why this tough emperor would want to personally conquest under such unfavorable circumstances!In case of losing and the western allied forces break through the Yumen Pass, can the He people organize an effective counterattack?Did the entire western region fall into the hands of the western tribes?

The ministers couldn't persuade him, and turned their eyes to General Zheng Da for help.

Zheng Tuo didn't say anything, he knew He Di Chi better than everyone else, and He Di Chi, who was furious, didn't listen to any persuasion at all.

What everyone sees is only the appearance, and only he and Hedi Chi know the truth. If the truth is revealed, it will cause even greater turmoil than it is now.

Therefore, he can only choose to remain silent.

Unless..., the words of his son Zheng Xian last night reminded him that the imperial conquest is not the only option, he, Zheng Tuo, the most heroic general of the He clan besides He Dichi, can replace the emperor and turn the tide.The son even voluntarily volunteered to be a pioneer and go out with the army.He was deeply moved by his son's loyalty to the empire, but it was impossible for his son to know that there was an indelible barrier between him and Hedi Chi, which affected him. Between his loyalty to the Hetian and his own His conscience swayed from side to side, and in the end he couldn't pass his own test. He chose to hand over his military power after entering the test, and secretly swore that he would never lead a soldier again in this life.

He Di Chi is not ignorant of this, he pampered Zheng Tuo, and used this method to slowly bridge the gap.

After retiring from the court, the dignitaries of the He family came to Zheng's mansion together. They were moved with emotion and reason, and kidnapped Zheng Tuo with the safety of the He dynasty, leaving the general in a dilemma.

Inside the Donglai Hall, Zong Qixiu was wearing a lake-blue straight-collar Zhu Zishen gown, a wide belt inlaid with silver thread of the same color, tied casually around his waist, the wide armholes were rolled up to the elbows, the elbows were raised, and the wrists were hanging in the air. From the beginning, he moved the brush vertically and horizontally freely, concentrated all his strength on the tip of the brush, and was copying a pair of characters written by Mi Fu in the Jin Dynasty.

He Yaodu watched behind him for a while, and Zong Qixiu heaved a sigh of relief when he finished copying a set of calligraphy, put the brush back on the inkstone, his eyes were bright, and he apologized without sincerity: "Seeing the famous calligraphy , I couldn't bear it anymore, and started imitating it, I hope the prince will not be surprised."

He didn't just do this for a while, besides calligraphy, there are also paintings, as long as Zong Qixiu can catch his eyes, no matter when, regardless of He Yaodu's presence, he will definitely copy one, and sometimes Knowing He Yaodu will also wash and grind for him.This small Donglai Hall seems to have become Zong Qixiu's study.However, he was very measured in his work. He never took the copied calligraphy and paintings out of the Donglai Hall. They were all lumped up and thrown in the corner. His own little eunuch cleaned them every day and burned them in the stove to prevent them from leaking out.

He went to the yard to wash his hands, and put them in the sun to dry. Seeing that He Yaodu was not as usual, he couldn't help but be surprised when he commented on the handwriting he copied, and asked, "What's bothering you today?"

He Yaodu moved a chair and basked in the sun with him, the bright sunlight made his eyes hard to open, he squinted his eyes, and whispered to himself: "Brother has lost the battle, and the emperor wants to drive himself to conquer."

He never talked about court affairs with Zong Qixiu, especially the affairs of the Ministry of War. He took into account Zong Qixiu's status and didn't want these trivial matters to affect his mood.

"Oh!" Zong Qixiu was not as excited as he imagined, but said in a flat tone, "No wonder you are so preoccupied."

He Yaodu said in a low voice: "That's right! Shanxi is high and Luyao, father is so old, it's really not suitable for him to conscript himself."

Zong Qixiu said, "Have you appointed someone to oversee the country?"

"What!" He Yaodu asked in surprise. He was only worried about the emperor's personal conquest. He hadn't thought about who would handle the government affairs after He Dichi went to the expedition. According to the ancient law, the prince should supervise the country, but the prince still During the confinement, I have not asked about the government for three or four months. The other ministers are only responsible for matters within the scope of their duties. Prime Minister Pu Fengzai is a good old man. He does not directly make decisions on any matters, and all are handled by He Dichi. , and never had any objection to the Holy Majesty's will, and was called the old man with the face by the court ministers.

Zong Qixiu smiled and said, "Is there anything in the court that the emperor must personally preside over?"

He Yaodu turned around, smiled at Zong Qixiu, and said, "Thank you, cousin, for your suggestion."

Zong Qixiu said with emotion: "Thank me for what! Is it thanks to me for being the emperor's personal conquest, or is it because I can conjure up something that makes the emperor a headache overnight?"

He Yaodu held Zong Qixiu's hand. This pampered hand was full of calluses on the palm and fingertips because he was arranging things all day long, went to the Jiufang Temple to measure the size, and went to the material department to choose building materials. Crunchy.He Yaodu was ashamed that he hadn't fulfilled what he had promised him, and now instead asked him to solve his problems, he said guiltily, "Thank you for solving a big problem for me, Dahe!"

Zong Qixiu stood up abruptly, and burst out laughing, the laughter startled the sparrow on the magnolia, flapping its wings and flying up.He walked straight out of the house, crumpled up the copy of the script just now, threw it aside, and started working, ignoring He Yaodu.

He Yaodu had already gotten used to his temperament of being happy and worrying at the moment, he followed up and stood behind Zong Qixiu, with a look of unbearable expression on his face, and said softly: "I know you are depressed, but the time has not come yet. I'm afraid we will have to wait for a while."

Zong Qixiu turned his head and showed his face, "I'm already very grateful for your kindness. You mentioned the timing, but I think it's a good time. I don't know if the lord is willing to mention it to the emperor."

"Oh?" He Yaodu asked, "What timing?"

Zong Qixiu thought for a while, then sighed: "It's nothing, I thought about it carefully, and it may not be beneficial to the Han people in the world."

He Yaodu said: "You tell me, let's discuss it together."

Zong Qixiu nodded and said: "Just now I said that if there is a major event in the court, the emperor must personally intervene. I don't know which matter the prince is going to mention

situation? "

He Yaodu said confidently: "Next month will be the ancestor worship ceremony of our He clan. Father is not only the emperor of the world, but also the patriarch of our He clan. This must be done by the patriarch himself."

Zong Qixiu was stunned for a moment, and thought silently: So this is what you were thinking about, and then he smiled and said, "That's a good reason, but I also heard about one thing, I don't know if it's true or not."

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