If possible, Xiao Cheng really doesn't want to set foot in Prince Jing's Mansion.

At least it's not like now, coming in a grand and arrogant way.

If he could make the decision, he would only come to the door on a dark night when the wind is high or when it is raining and no one can stand on the street.

It's a pity that he can't do it.

King Jing Zhao Zhe sent Xiao Cheng, whom his chief steward He Jing personally invited to the Xiao Mansion.

This was a great courtesy, but in Xiao Cheng's opinion, it didn't make sense, so he tightened the noose around Xiao's neck.

There is nothing you can do!

I don’t know how many people will see today that the Erlang of the Xiao family has just returned from Shaanxi Road, and King Jing sent his confidants to take him into the Prince Jing’s Mansion. Xiao Erlang is not a big deal, but Xiao Dalang is the number one figure.

Xiao Dalang now holds huge military power in his hands.

Military power has always been an extremely sensitive thing.

When he stepped into King Jing's gate with a sigh, Xiao Cheng even felt that the official currently in the palace had also gotten the message, right?

Xiao Cheng seemed to see the gloomy and sneering faces of the officials.

"Your Highness King Jing, can't you keep a low profile?" Xiao Cheng shouted loudly in his heart. If you really regard your father as an enemy that must be defeated, then the strategy you are adopting now is

It's completely wrong, because your strength is not on the same level.

It seems that His Highness King Jing now holds great power, and his every move affects the government, but in fact, all of this is built on floating sand and is not reliable at all.

The ability of the princes of the East and West to compete with the official families relied on the centuries-old tradition of the Imperial and Song dynasties, and the scholars all over the world united with the same hatred to fight against the imperial power.

Even though the princes of the East and West mansions often fight fiercely for each other's interests, once the imperial power wants to erode the power of the prime minister, these guys who seem to be incompatible will immediately unite closely.

Fight with the emperor together, even if the emperor replaces all the princes in the east and west mansions, it will not help.

Because those who come up will still confront the emperor until the emperor recognizes their power.

But these people will not go against the officials for the sake of the inheritance of the throne.

Because in their opinion, it has nothing to do with them.

No matter who becomes the emperor, they are still them.

And deep down, most of the civil servants in the court probably did not like King Jing.

Because King Jing is too strong.

With a sharp edge honed over many years in the army, when King Jing encountered a difficult situation, he preferred to swing a big ax and slash straight at it. It was indeed a win-win situation, but it also made the road he walked a piece of flesh and blood.

It's vague, which makes many people unhappy.

Now this official is difficult to serve, but at least he still gets along with his ministers according to the long-standing convention.

If King Jing, who was used to being in the army, was really allowed to take over, would they still be so comfortable?

That's not necessarily the case.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, the moment he stepped into the lobby and saw King Jing Zhao Zhe, Xiao Cheng immediately put aside his unhappiness and put on a smiling face.

"I have met Your Highness!" Xiao Cheng lifted his robe and made a gesture of kneeling, but Zhao Zhe stepped forward and took Xiao Cheng's arm.

"No ceremony, no ceremony! I dare not let a future Jinshi kneel down, not to mention, you are still a great hero of the Song Dynasty." Holding Xiao Cheng's arm, Zhao Zhe looked at Xiao Cheng up and down with a smile,

That look in his eyes made Xiao Cheng's whole body goosebumps.

Zhao Zhe had met Xiao Cheng before, but at that time Xiao Cheng only had the reputation of being a good scholar. For Zhao Zhe, there were many such people.

But during his trip to the northwest, Xiao Cheng's ability was beyond what could be summed up by just reading.

For Zhao Zhe, who has been working outside for a long time and is himself shrewd and capable, the role of scholars who can do things and those who cannot do things is simply the same as the heaven and the earth.

People say that Zhao Zhe values ​​martial arts over literature, but that’s because they don’t understand Zhao Zhe at all. What he values ​​​​is scholars who can do practical things instead of empty talk. But in this world, there are many people who talk and talk, but there are few people who can do things with their feet and can plan calmly.

There are even fewer people who have a city in their chest.

Therefore, I prefer those generals who are respectful and dare not slack off at all. Although you have to tell them one thing many times, and you can't expect them to perform any extraordinary things, they can at least do things without making any mistakes.

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What Zhao Zhe is most afraid of are those scholars who don't know how to pretend to understand and want to express themselves. They can ruin something for you so much that they can't even save you. What's even more annoying is that afterwards, they always

He can find countless scapegoats to cover himself up.

If there really was a scholar like Xiao Cheng, Zhao Zhe would definitely support him.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Zhe patted Xiao Cheng's hand gently, filled with joy, "Sit, sit."

Looking at the people in the room who were holding Xiao Cheng's hand and personally leading him to sit aside, all of them had their eyes widened, looking in disbelief.

These people were thought to be King Jing's think tank team, but when he thought about the strategies implemented by King Jing now, Xiao Cheng was not interested in these people at all.

He really wanted to yell at these people, they are a bunch of losers!

"This is Xiao Changqing's second brother, Xiao Cheng and Xiao Chongwen." Zhao Zhe introduced Xiao Cheng to everyone with a smile: "I believe that in a few years, when everyone introduces Changqing, they will add that this is Xiao Cheng

Chongwen’s eldest brother!”

"I dare not say that. Compared with eldest brother, I am far behind!" Xiao Cheng quickly declined.

Speaking of the reputation of Xiao Ding and Xiao Changqing in Bianliang, the capital, it is really the kind that is like thunder. The battle of ten against one hundred in Shanglinyuan allowed the people of Bianliang, who had experienced peace for a long time, to really see the power of the frontier army.

fierce.

"Long time admiration!" Several people in the room stood up together and clasped their fists in salute. Under the influence of Zhao Zhe, each of these people appeared to be extremely capable and neat. They should be scholars, but they couldn't smell that common scholar.

The stock has a sour taste.

Anything with a sour smell cannot survive in Zhao Zhe's place.

"Long-term admiration, long-term admiration!" He held his hands and exchanged pleasantries with these people.

The last one shocked Xiao Cheng, because he looked like a military commander at first glance, and his name was also very familiar to him.

"Tao Dayong!"

The first batch of frontier army generals who were rotated to Beijing have now been promoted to commanders and are preparing to take over the task of supporting the Japanese army. Zhao Zheng, the former commander of the Japanese army, has now arrived in Guiyi City and is fighting with Yeluzhen Ulugu and others.

Woolen cloth.

You, an incoming commander of the Japanese army and a serious military general with real power, are still stationed in Bianliang, and you came to King Jing without any scruples. Do you really not know how to write the word "death"?

Looking at Tao Dayong's old face that looked like it had been forged in the wind and snow, Xiao Cheng couldn't think of anything better to say for a moment.

Tao Dayong doesn't understand. King Jing doesn't even understand these taboos, right? Or maybe King Jing doesn't care at all now?

Xiao Cheng turned to look at King Jing.

Zhao Zhe said with a smile: "General Tao has just arrived in Bianliang, and he came specifically to see me, my old boss. Everyone has arrived in front of the door. If I had stayed behind closed doors, I would have followed the truth and met him openly, and then

Why not? Chongwen, he only arrived a stick of incense earlier than you. Since he has already entered the door, I thought it would be better to let you get to know each other. There will be many times when we want to deal with him in the future!"

Xiao Cheng's head is full of black lines.

"Your Highness, according to Chongwen, General Tao is really not suitable to stay here for a long time." Xiao Cheng frowned and said: "I'm afraid that even at this moment, Your Highness will have to prepare a statement of self-defense. How can those people in Wutai let it go?

Such an opportunity?”

"During my return to Beijing, there were countless stories about impeachment against me. I don't care about this one. I will just go to the palace and explain it to my father later." Zhao Zhe said with a smile.

Only then did Tao Dayong realize that his self-righteous etiquette had actually brought such trouble to King Jing. He couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart and his face changed.

"Your Highness, I, I..."

"General Tao, don't worry about it. I will take care of the little things later." King Jing said with a smile.

"General Tao, the officials will definitely want to see you next." Xiao Cheng said: "You might as well act rude and ignorant. It doesn't matter even if you are a little rude in front of the emperor. As a substitute for the officials, you can capture Guiyi City."

You are a great meritorious official, and the officials will never care about your rudeness. In this way, His Highness King Jing will be able to speak more easily. Today's matter can be easily dismissed."

Tao Dayong was a little confused and didn't understand, but King Jing laughed, "Chongwen is full of wit, but this is a good idea."

"Your Highness, when I went to Beijing this time, I specially invited a scholar who was idle at home to teach me these etiquette and human relations. I'm sorry, I made a big mistake."

Xiao Cheng shook his head and said: "General Tao, just kick this person out when you go home. This person either doesn't understand anything or is harboring evil intentions."

"If he really harbors evil intentions, Mr. Tao..." A murderous look flashed across Tao Dayong's face.

"General Tao, just chase him away. If this person really has another origin, I'm afraid he can't be moved easily. This is Bianliang after all. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at His Highness. It's useless to move him. As His Highness,

Old subordinates, every move we make will be linked to His Highness." Xiao Cheng sighed.

This matter is already a Muggle affair.

If Tao Dayong doesn't come, the officials might still think that this brave general can be won over.

Now, given the temperament of the official family, who would still trust Tao Dayong!

If the Tao Dayong family's aide was really well-intentioned in his arrangement, Xiao Cheng had to say, he admired it so much. A small trick immediately put King Jing and Tao Dayong into trouble at the same time.
Chapter completed!