Suddenly a woman outside the door chuckled softly and said, "Mr. Shihong, why bother to be so impatient?"
Fu Xuan was stunned for a moment, sighed, and stood up to salute: "Madam Hu, it's not that I'm impatient, but... Your Majesty can't wait any longer."
Since the Emperor Jingling County was ordered by King Donghai to send Sima Wang Bin and other five thousand soldiers into the palace, the emperor was still nominally the lord of the Great Jin Dynasty. In fact, he was isolated from the King of Qinghe, Sima Qin, who was imprisoned in Jinyong City, and was no different from the prisoners. The emperor's old confidants were all dismissed and dismissed, and could no longer play any role. If not, King Donghai would be unable to lead his troops out. However, Fu Xuan actually said: Your Majesty can't wait any longer? Is this saying that the puppet emperor under the surveillance of the Five Thousand Armors can still contact the outside world, and Fu Xuan has a channel to communicate with the emperor? If this news comes to the ears of those who are interested, it will cause huge waves immediately. In this Luoyang city controlled by King Donghai, I don't know how many people will lose their heads, and I don't know how many families will decline from then on.
But Fu Xuan said frankly, and didn't seem to mind too much, and didn't even get up to see who was talking to him. In this way, the "Mrs. Hu" was stunned. After a long time, he responded: "Mr. Shihong's words are so straightforward, so he is so brave. I deliberately inquired a few days ago, but it seems that my methods are inferior and I must apologize sincerely."
Where did you come from? It’s just that you need to grab every life-saving straw when you are at the end of your life. Fu Xuan smiled bitterly: “No, no.”
Before he finished speaking, he saw the three of them slowly walking into the room.
On the left is a mighty man with a mighty appearance. Fu Xuan has been lingering in Hongxiuzhao these days and recognized that this person was a leader of the escort named Ma here. He heard that he had been tested on the battlefield for a long time and was a rare warrior. On the right is a maid who was a young man with a tall nose and deep eyes, and a pair of blue eyes that were fascinating. It turned out to be a guzzler. In the middle is a beautiful woman who was just young. Seeing her stepping slowly, her posture was solemn and elegant, and her clothes were even more elegant... Fu Xuan knew that this person was the one who had just answered with him outside, that is, the hostess of Hongxiuzhao who had repeatedly turned to find out about his identity through countless belles and swallows these days.
In fact, Fu Xuan did not know that the person in charge was a woman until yesterday when he took the initiative to meet with the person in charge. Moreover, the whole Hongxiuzhao only called her "Madam Hu", and no one knew her background. Such a woman with a strange identity could not make people feel at ease to entrust major events. The problem is that Fu Xuan and the emperor could not wait any longer.
The strong man surnamed Ma stood on the side of the door, and Mrs. Hu and Hu Ji, who was accompanying him, sat down peacefully: "I have understood Mr. Shihong's identity and background; therefore you said you wanted to see me, so I came. But I was not satisfied with what to do?"
Fu Xuan sighed and showed a look of compassion: "I heard that His Highness, the King of Donghai, is about to kill the King of Qinghe, and Your Majesty is very worried about this."
The King of Qinghe, Sima Qin, was the grandson of Emperor Wu. He was praised as "the god-like figure is Qiyi, and wisdom is long-lived." Because the kings fought for many years, most of the descendants of Emperor Wu's descendants withered, and Emperor Hui's descendants, Prince Minhuai, and his son died one after another. Therefore, he was supported as the crown prince in the first year of Tai'an. Several years later, Sima Qin lost the position of crown prince twice, but there were always many people in the court who supported him ascended the throne. Empress Hui, Yang Xianrong, was also one of Sima Qin's main supporters. After Emperor Hui's death, Empress Yang even personally urged the King of Qinghe to ascend the throne. However, the King of Donghai held the power of the court as the imperial clan, and would never tolerate Empress Yang to manipulate Sima Qin as the Empress Dowager, and competed with him for the real power of the central government, which made King Yuzhang profitable.
At the end of the early years of Yongjia, as the conflict between the King of Donghai and the Emperor gradually emerged, supporters of the King of Qinghe, including Lu Yong, the captain of the Northern Army, Chen Yan, the commander of Duzhi, began to lobby in various ways, hoping to use the King of Qinghe as the crown prince and be ready to replace the emperor's position at any time. Unfortunately, they really underestimated the King of Donghai's determination and means. At the end of December, the Lord of Jingling County led his army to Luo, and at the same time smashed the ambitions of the Emperor and the King of Qinghe to pieces. Even Empress Huidi Yang was driven out of Hongxun Palace and deposed as a commoner.
Speaking of which, the emperor and the King of Qinghe are both sympathetic. But after all, they are political enemies who are alive and dead. As the emperor's confidant, Fu Xuan was a little strange about the safety of the King of Qinghe. Mrs. Hu raised her eyes and glanced at Fu Xuan, and sneered without hesitation: "The King of Qinghe intends to provoke the authority of the King of Donghai, and it is natural that his life is difficult to protect. Why should you be nervous? What's more, if the King of Qinghe is in case, there will be few descendants of Emperor Wu's legitimate descendants in the world. Your Majesty's throne will be more stable, so why should you say 'can't wait any longer'?"
Fu Xuan was silent for a while and suddenly raised his tone: "If Mrs. Hu thinks this way, she will take Your Majesty lightly!"
"Oh?" Mrs. Hu turned her head indifferently, looked at Hu Ji beside her, and then looked at the big man standing by the door with his hands in his chest, and continued to sneer: "Haha! Haha!"
Fu Xuan suddenly became angry. Although Mrs. Hu was graceful at first, in the eyes of his senior disciples who had traveled to Luoyang for generations, every move was too frivolous and rude, which was repulsive. Not to mention that she was so contemptuous to His Majesty the Emperor and her expression was almost stormy. If Fu Xuan, who was proud of his career, would never allow an unknown woman to act so ridiculously in front of him. But at this moment, he only sighed long, and bounced his thin fingers with some nerves, and knocked a series of violent sounds on the table: "If Mrs. Hu is really sincere, why not listen to me to explain slowly?"
Mrs. Hu seemed to have lost her composure, nodded apologetically, and said seriously: "It's me that's abrupt, sir, please tell me."
"In February of the first year of Yongjia, the northeast of Luoyang, the land of Buguangli was sinking, and pale geese appeared. The green ones flew into the sky, and the white ones fell to the ground. Dong Yang, a native of Junyi, Chenliu, was the best at making sense and calculating, and everyone in the world knew it. When Dong heard this, he said: Buguangli was the Diquan of Zhou, and the land of the Manghui land. Bai was the golden elephant, which was responsible for military operations; and the green ones were the Hu elephant, which had a deep meaning, which could be said all..." After a few words in a deep voice, Fu Xuan raised his head and saw Madam Hu's confused expression, almost wanting to be asked again.
Annoyed. He took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions and explained: "Dong Yang said that the Jin army was in a state of slump and the Hu clan was in full swing. Since the first year of Yongjia, the King of Donghai had been unable to subdue the Jie thieves in the Central Plains, so the situation of the bandits rising up was in line with it. There is no doubt that King of Donghai's incompetence had long been disgusted by God, so he lowered the signs as a warning. However, Sima Yue, the King of Donghai, had never reflected on himself, but instead bullied the royal family even more violently in order to consolidate his personal power!"
Fu Xuanqian leaned over and stared at Mrs. Hu with bright eyes: "Sima Yue did things against him, both the King of Qinghe and His Majesty, have been deeply harmed by him. The bloodline of the royal family of the Jin Dynasty has gradually withered. At this time, what is the point of entanglement in the past? With His Majesty's mind and demeanor, how could he sit down and watch him murder the King of Qinghe, who is also the descendants of Emperor Wu? As a master, he will never let go of his hands and act recklessly!"
"I understand what you mean. The so-called rabbit dies and foxes cry, and things hurt their species, which probably means what His Majesty the Emperor feels now. If the King of Qinghe is killed, the Emperor will be afraid that he will be in danger. If he doesn't hurry up and take some measures, he will not have any good results if he waits." Mrs. Hu nodded: "That's what Mr. Shihong meant at the beginning."
"That's right." Fu Xuan's face suddenly faded from blood, gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice: "Maybe Mrs. Hu can convey His Majesty the Emperor's intentions on his behalf?"
"Haha! Haha!" Mrs. Hu laughed so hard that she trembled: "I am just a profit-seeking merchant. I am familiar with only those peddlers and pawns. Who can I convey to? How can I know, sir, who do you mean by those words? Mr. Shihong is so brave and courageous, but unfortunately he is not smart."
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Chapter completed!