Han Jiang was thinking one by one, and the court was in chaos.
Seeing that Zhao Kuo had no reaction, Zhao Kang wanted to come up to get Han Jiang, but officials from the Han family had already come forward.
When Han Jiang read the ninth item, he saw a shoe flying towards him.
Should I hide or not?
Han Jiang couldn't help but see his father Han Tuozhou. Han Tuozhou's eyes were murderous. Han Jiang gritted his teeth and endured it again.
The shoes accurately hit Han Jiang's face, making Han Jiang's nose bleeding.
"Very good." Han Tuozhou stood up: "Come here, I will pass on the imperial doctor and help Jian'an Bo go to the palace to treat his wounds."
As Qian Haoheng suggested, Han Jiang was responsible for attracting firepower. When the firepower in the hall was fully opened, Han Tuozhou was responsible for harvesting people behind his back.
Han Jiang was about to walk towards His Highness, and Han Tuozhou's eyes floated over. Han Jiang reached out to cover his head, and squealed his throat and lay on the ground. The tears flowed out of several eunuchs in a hurry. But Wei Ye is their big financial master. Not to mention that he has shed so much blood, even if he has wiped a little skin, it makes people feel distressed.
When Han Jiang lay down like this, the whole Golden Palace became quiet in an instant.
Just now, a shoe flew to Han Jiang's side, probably before it was a cup of tea. Some people began to wonder if their eyes were wrong.
Several people were looking at their feet, and they were analyzing whether the shoe was theirs.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed to the golden stairs, and a tiger pounced on the ground, shouting: "Official family, please punish Han Jiang, the little thief, he asked the demon to enter the palace to murder the official family, please kill the demon..."
Before he finished calling, Zhao Kuo's face changed and he smashed the jade plate in his hand directly to the ground.
Zhao Kuo was angry.
Li Shun had sharp eyes and faster hands. Seeing that Zhao Kuo was about to kick the person on the ground with one foot, he shouted, "Go back." While pulling Zhao Kuo to the back hall.
The face of the man lying on the ground was facing the ground, and he was already smiling and closing his mouth.
The scattered day.
Half an hour later, in the Dali Temple prison, Han Jiang, who was like a brown sprig, was carried into the prison and placed outside a separate cell. The soldiers quickly left and also pulled the people in the two cells next to them away.
In the prison, someone was holding a bowl of noodles and eating it smelled good.
Han Jiang pulled the cloth wrapped around her face and sat up, and couldn't help but smile.
Who is it?
Han Jiang's mortal enemy, Lu Yuanbo Zhai Jian, who had just passed by, is now eating noodles.
Han Jiang asked: "I said Lu Yuan, are you crazy?"
Zhai Jian smiled and said, "I'm not crazy, you haven't grasped the point. The knot in the official's current heart is not about being upset about the court, but about who has disturbed the things he likes. Why can I see it correctly? You can go back and ask your father."
Han Jiang understood: "I understand. The one who knows you best is always your enemy. When you want to promote Zhao Yan to the throne, you must study His Highness Jia of that year very seriously, so it is no surprise that you know the government more than others."
Zhai Jian drank the last bite of soup in the bowl and turned around and sat cross-legged on the ground, facing Han Jiang.
Han Jiang and Zhai Jian face to face.
The two were silent for a while before Han Jiang asked, "What are you trying to do? You know this is terrible."
Zhai Jian shook his head: "It's not scary. My whole family was demoted to slavery and then exiled to Qiongya, and all the property was confiscated. I don't have any immediate relatives. I have already negotiated with my eldest lady's family, so I will naturally exil a few. Go back and ask your father, is the knife I handed to him enough?"
Han Jiang nodded: "The official was furious. I had summoned my father just now. There were probably fewer people in the court, ten or fifteen. Also, Zhao Kang put house arrest in Zongzheng Temple because he provoked the Golden Palace Rebellion, which can be said to be a very disrespectful mistake."
"Yeah." Zhai Jian could think of such a result.
Han Jiang said again: "I will write a letter to Meng Zongzheng, Nan..."
Before Han Jiang finished speaking, Zhai Jian interrupted: "Meng Lin's son, isn't he dead?"
"Yeah." Han Jiang thought about it and replied: "I won't mention the details, forget it, what do you want?"
Han Jiang originally thought Zhai Jian knew, but obviously his party brother Zhai Cai didn't tell him much details, so Han Jiang changed his mind.
Zhai Jian said directly: "I will escort my son and daughter to you, and then you will give me 50,000 troops from the south. I will wipe out the remnants of the Dayue Kingdom in Jiaozhi for you, and you promise I will return me an earl in the future."
Han Jiang didn't say anything.
Zhai Jian continued, "My brother told me to make a letter of honor and go to war to change his family's wealth. The south is a good choice, and there are even more bitter things. It depends on you, not me. I thought that if my brother is here in the north, I will grab his merits when I go, so I will keep it for my brother."
"Also, I understand the Navy. When I was on Huainan East Road, I was the Navy General. After Li Er came back, we talked a lot, and he also suggested that I go south. Brother Jiang, you know that I have been idle at home for eight months."
Han Jiang nodded: "I will give you 500,000 troops, let's go to the south."
Five hundred thousand!
This number scared Zhai Jian to tremble.
If Han Jiang dares to give him 500,000, then how many total troops are Han Jiang controlled now?
When Han Jiang saw Zhai Jian's reaction, he knew that Zhai Jian had misunderstood and immediately explained: "I said it was 500,000 troops, not 500,000 troops."
"Many men? How many soldiers and horses, how many people?"
Han Jiang replied: "Fifty thousand regular troops, 130,000 miscellaneous soldiers, 40,000 auxiliary soldiers, 20,000 female soldiers, plus 20,000 households, and 30,000 slave soldiers. I want to fight south, and I want to open up 10 million acres of rice fields, which has been included in the plan. Originally, I was planning to let Meng Zongzheng choose the two of them to be responsible for this battle, and now you are here."
"Xiao Meng...is okay, but still young."
Meng Zongzheng's leadership ability is of high quality, and it is also true that he is young.
Zhai Jian said again: "I will entrust my son and daughter to you."
"No, we don't need hostages. I probably understand your other meaning, and I'm afraid this matter won't work. I will secretly see you off before you exile, and the details will be mentioned at that time."
Zhai Jianen said, and he understood.
Some things are missed and it is impossible to look back.
The marriage cannot be mentioned any more, at least I cannot mention it myself. It depends on whether the old thief Han is intent. If so, wait until the old thief Han takes the initiative to come to his house to mention it.
Fight first.
Zhai Jian said again: "All valuable things in my house are hidden. After I am exiled and come to Lin'an, you can help me dig it out and send it to my brother, and tell me that my brother will keep my house in Jingzhao for me."
"Okay." Han Jiang lay down again after saying that.
A servant from the Han family came over and carried the person away.
Let’s talk about the East Mansion, that is, the capital courtyard.
Chapter completed!