Chen Qing was not under house arrest in the palace, but in a separate courtyard in Taichang Temple, with two hundred soldiers dedicated to guarding him.
The conditions under house arrest were quite good. There were four rooms and two yards at the front and back, which were full of exotic flowers and plants. The backyard was a rockery pond with fish, and an octagonal pavilion stood against the wall. It was very elegantly built.
Food, drink, and accommodation are all top-notch treatment, but you can't leave the compound.
In addition to weapons, his other luggage was also delivered, and he was even given a box of books for his entertainment.
In the middle of the night, there was a loud bang from the backyard, and Chen Qing was awakened from his deep sleep. He turned over and sat up, quickly picked up the copper lamp on the table, and hid behind the window.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Chen Qing slowly opened the back window. The moonlight tonight was very strong, dyeing the entire yard silvery white. Chen Qing looked around the yard and finally stared at it.
Pavilion, there is a long black object next to the pavilion.
Guo Song jumped up slightly and jumped out of the window. He looked to both sides to make sure there was no one, and then he got closer to the black object.
Finally, I got the long black item and quickly returned to the house.
After making sure that no one was in the room, Chen Qing opened the black leather, and a two-foot-long dagger suddenly appeared in front of him, with a note next to it.
Chen Qing picked up the note and looked closely at the oil lamp. There were a few words crookedly written on it, as if it was written with his left hand.
'Beware the assassin!'
Chen Qing was secretly surprised, would the Jurchens assassinate him?
The conclusion is that it is definitely possible. Even if they cannot obtain him from official channels, they will definitely use despicable assassination methods, but not necessarily now. Now he feels that he is safe. The Jin Kingdom will never assassinate when they humiliate the Song Dynasty.
Own.
Chen Qing held the scabbard in his hand and slowly drew out the dagger, which was gleaming with cold light and extremely sharp.
Although the person delivering the sword was a little worried, Chen Qing felt a lot more at ease now that he had a sword in his hand.
...........
Ever since Lu Xiu met Chen Qing on her grandfather's birthday, she had an extra figure and concern in her heart. Although she was influenced by the literary atmosphere of her family and was good at poetry and painting, if nothing else, her husband-in-law
He should also be a young talented man with outstanding talents and good manners.
But since she was sensible, she has encountered the Jingkang disaster. The country was destroyed, the family was destroyed, and the mountains and rivers were shattered. She saw with her own eyes that countless people died in pain while fleeing and wailing, and she saw with her own eyes the corpses of people floating on the river who were shot by Jin soldiers.
And she herself had to follow her elders to wander around for several years, with no fixed place to live, and fled like a frightened bird. It was not until last year that she finally settled down in Lin'an.
It was after the war that Lu Xiu's mentality changed. The husband in her heart was no longer a scholar with no power to tie a chicken, but he was not a big man full of fierceness.
The Confucian generals of Anbang were warriors who dared to stand up when the Song Dynasty was in danger and serve the country and fight against the Jin Dynasty.
There are such people, but unfortunately they are too old, or they already have wives at home, such as Yue Fei.
Someone recommended the young talent Wang Bo to her grandfather. He was a talented man in both civil and military fields, but he was obsessed with the gentle country of brothels all day long. She never looked down upon such a person.
But inadvertently, she heard her grandfather talking about such a young man, who could write well, but could lead two thousand weak brigade and tens of thousands of gold soldiers to fight against each other. It was extremely tragic and heroic, and almost all his soldiers were killed in battle.
But when he found out that the pension for the fallen soldiers had been misappropriated, he would rather sell his property to provide pensions to the fallen soldiers.
Although this incident seemed ridiculous and stupid to others, it deeply shocked Lu Xiu, especially when she saw with her own eyes the tall and straight figure of this young man, his handsome and chiseled appearance, and when she dressed as a maid to serve tea
, he stood beside her, making Lu Xiu suddenly feel an unprecedented sense of security. Her heart was finally touched, and the name Chen Qing was deeply rooted in her heart.
Lu Xiu was sitting in front of the window of the small building, concentrating on drawing a picture of "Huo Qubing's Western March". The young and handsome Huo Qubing was wearing armor and marching arduously toward the west with thousands of soldiers under heavy snow.
Lu Xiu didn't know what Huo Qubing looked like, but Huo Qubing's eyebrows and eyes in her painting had a bit more of Chen Qing's look. She clearly remembered those deep eyes.
"girl!"
Lu Xiu's personal maid Ying'er ran in in a panic. She ran too fast and tripped over a stool. There was a loud bang, the stool tipped over, and the books and tea trays on it were scattered all over the floor.
Lu Xiu was concentrating on drawing Huo Qubing's face. The loud noise caught her off guard, her hands shook, and her face lines were distorted.
Lu Xiu's pretty face sank, and she said very unhappy: "What are you doing with your hands and feet?"
The maid realized that she had gotten into trouble. She stuck out her tongue and whispered: "Girl, something big has happened!"
Lu Xiu carefully patched up the lines on her face, looked left and right, but still couldn't do it. She simply threw away the brush in anger and said unhappily: "Tell me! What's the big deal?"
"Chuntao just told me that the general named Chen Qing was arrested by the officials."
"What!"
Lu Xiu's eyes widened, "Is this news reliable?"
"When the master told his wife, Chuntao was nearby. She mentioned it while chatting with me, saying that it had spread outside, saying that the official family was going to use this Chen Qing to exchange for the return of the Queen Mother."
Lu Xiu was anxious and panicked, and asked after a while: "Is grandfather back?"
"I'll go take a look!" Ying'er turned around and ran out.
Lu Xiu forced himself to calm down. If the rumors were true, perhaps only his grandfather could save him, but his grandfather might not be willing to take this risk!
Lu Xiu was extremely anxious. How should she convince her grandfather?
...........
In the afternoon, Lu Yihao went back home as usual.
As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper told him that his disciple Xu Yun was waiting outside in the study.
Lu Yihao nodded, "Tell him to sit down for a while and I will come right away."
Lu Yihao went back to the inner house and changed into loose Zen clothes, then calmly came to the outer study room.
As soon as he entered the outer study room, Xu Yun quickly stood up and saluted, "Student meets his teacher!"
Lu Yihao smiled and waved his hand, "Let's sit down and talk!"
The two of them sat down separately, and Xu Yun said quickly: "Qin Hui has already launched a joint signature among hundreds of officials. Your husband must know about it!"
“I’ve heard about it, but I don’t know what the specific effect is?”
Xu Yun sighed, "The effect is beyond expectations. As of this afternoon, more than 180 officials have signed it. My teacher, it's chilling!"
Lu Yihao didn't show any surprise. He smiled and said, "What do you think?"
"The students asked several officials who signed the petition. They all thought it was cost-effective to exchange a commander for the Queen Mother. They all believed that no matter what, the emperor's filial piety should be satisfied. These were their original words. Does the teacher think this is the reason?"
Lu Yihao shook his head, "The real reason is that the imperial officials are afraid of the Jin State from the bottom of their hearts. They want to use this incident to express goodwill to the Jin State and then promote peace between Song and Jin."
"They are too naive to think this way!"
"Born in sorrow, die in happiness!"
Lu Yihao walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked into the distance and said worriedly: "It's been less than two years since I came to An'an, and the trend of luxury has re-emerged. Private yachts are everywhere in the West Lake, spending a lot of money for famous prostitutes, but the people on the front line
However, the soldiers did not even receive compensation for their death in battle, and people continued to write letters requesting that Lin'an be officially designated as the capital.
There are various signs that the peace-seeking faction in the imperial court has increasingly gained the upper hand, and the Chen Qing incident is the best litmus test, which has exposed the true colors of many people."
Xu Yun said anxiously: "Teacher, if more than half of the ministers sign, the officials will find an excuse, and Chen Qing will probably be traded."
Lu Yihao did not say a word, leaving him and most of the courtiers to oppose each other. He also needed to weigh the pros and cons.
At this time, the housekeeper's voice came from outside, "Miss Xiu, the master has guests, you can't come in."
But it didn't seem to stop him, Lu Xiu rushed in hastily.
She saluted Xu Yun, "Hello, Uncle Xu!"
Lu Yihao said with some displeasure: "Xiu'er, what's wrong with you?"
"Grandpa, please forgive Xiu'er for being reckless. Xiu'er's maid just heard the news on the street that the officials have issued an order to hand over General Chen to the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin. Is this true?"
Only then did Lu Yihao understand his granddaughter's gaffe. Caring about her would lead to chaos!
Lu Yihao said with a smile: "It must be a rumor that this month is my grandfather's official signature. Without my grandfather's signature, the official decree cannot be issued."
"Or maybe it's not necessarily a decree, but a handwriting?"
"This matter won't happen so quickly, and the court will make its own decision, so Xiu'er doesn't have to worry too much about General Chen."
Lu Xiu shook his head and said: "Xiu'er is not worried about General Chen. Xiu'er is worried about his grandfather. It is very likely that this incident will make his grandfather bear historical charges."
Xu Yun couldn't help but said: "Xiu Niang, Qin Xianggong is in charge of this matter. He is the one who needs to bear the blame, not your grandfather."
"But my grandfather is the prime minister. No matter whether it is good or bad, the prime minister must bear the responsibility for historical merits or historical crimes. Where can I get the deputy prime minister?"
Speaking of this, Lu Xiu said to his grandfather with some sadness: "Xiu'er also knows that people all over the world are scolding my grandfather for exorbitant taxes and exploiting the people, but is this decided by my grandfather? If the imperial court wants to raise military expenses, it can only ask
The common people raised taxes. This was obviously a resolution discussed and passed by the court, but in the end the blame fell on my grandfather because he was the prime minister.
Once an anti-Jin general like General Chen was given to the Jin Kingdom by the imperial court, if people in the world knew about it, would they scold Qin Hui or their grandfather?"
Lu Yihao was shocked by his granddaughter's words. He suddenly realized that Qin Hui was so unscrupulous, and he probably knew that the historical crime of betraying an anti-Jin general would not fall on one of his deputy prime ministers.
