Chen Qing began to return to Jingzhao. After more than a month of continuous fierce fighting, he was really tired. He boarded a 30,000-stone ship from Jinan Prefecture on the old route of the Yellow River. To his surprise, Li Qingzhao and several maids also boarded the ship.
As soon as the big ship arrived in Jingzhao.
In the third-floor cabin, several people were sitting at the table drinking tea. Chen Qing smiled and said, "I thought Mr. Yi An was going to stay in his hometown."
Li Qingzhao sighed, with some sadness in his eyes, "Everyone I knew in my hometown is gone, and I'm all alone. I'm afraid of being alone, so I'd better go back to Jingzhao! Where my relatives are, that's my hometown."
Chen Qing smiled and said: "This is best. The princess and Qiaoyun have been thinking about you. My two precious daughters also need enlightenment from the master. I'm afraid it will be hard for you."
Li Qingzhao also smiled and said: "Although these two little guys are a little naughty, they are cute and smart. I also like them very much. I have a good body, so I should have no problem teaching them."
After saying that, Li Qingzhao yawned slightly. Chen Qing saw that she was tired, so he stood up and said, "Sir, I'm tired. Go to bed early! I'll go back and sort out the battle report."
"I'm going to rest for a while, Your Highness, please excuse me!"
Chen Qing got up and returned to his cabin. As soon as he entered the cabin, a soft and delicate body fell into his arms. The fragrance was astonishing. The two kissed passionately for a moment, using their hands and feet together. The beauty in his arms soon turned into a
Big Aries, the two of them fell on the quilt and started to cloud and rain like crazy.
I don’t know how many times the flowers bloomed and fell, and it was getting late. The two of them finally stopped and the rain stopped. Chen Qing lay down exhausted, and Yao Mei lay on her husband, too tired to move.
"What have you been doing for more than a month?" Chen Qingxiao asked.
"I miss my husband most of the time, even in my dreams!"
"What are you dreaming about?"
Chen Qing joked: "Is it a spring dream?"
"I won't tell you!"
Chen Qing chuckled, "Okay! Let's be serious, you miss me most of the time, but what about the small part of the time?"
"I miss my husband a small amount of the time!"
"Nonsense!"
Chen Qing kissed her forehead and asked with a smile: "Didn't you read a book and practice calligraphy?"
Yao Mei nodded, pouted and said, "Auntie is too strict, people are a little afraid of her."
"You'd better go talk to the second sister. She is Agu's close disciple. That's called being strict. She is so sleepy that she is crying and practicing her calligraphy at night, but she doesn't dare to sleep."
"She wasn't that strict with me. She even asked me to go to bed early. But when she found out that I wasn't making any progress in my writing, she would criticize me severely until I cried. I felt like I was her last disciple."
Chen Qing smiled and said: "Disciple is just a title, it doesn't matter. If Qiaoyun is her closed disciple, then what does it matter if she accepts hundreds of students later? As long as you recognize her as your teacher, then
You are her disciple."
At this time, Chen Qing's stomach rumbled, and Yao Mei exclaimed: "Ah! I forgot to prepare dinner for my husband."
She wanted to get up, but Chen Qing refused to let her go. He was so addicted to her that he let her get up. Yao Mei rolled her eyes at her husband, then put on her clothes and went to prepare dinner.
Chen Qing also put on a pair of clean and soft underwear and lay lazily on the bed. He was a little funny in his heart. Several wives and concubines would call him husband when they were alone with him. What a woman's thoughts are! It's quite interesting.
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Do you want to bring Yu Lian with you next time? She and Yao Mei have a good time on the bed. The two of them serve themselves together and enjoy the happiness of being together.
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At noon the next day, the fleet arrived in Puyang, and the Pigeon Mail Station in Puyang sent Chen Qing two red mailboxes, indicating very important news.
In the living cabin, Chen Qing opened two mailboxes and took out two pieces of thin white silk. They were full of small words. Chen Qing smiled at Yao Mei and said, "Copy it on the paper for me!"
This was not the first time Yao Mei had done this kind of thing. She spread out her pen and paper and started copying it carefully.
Chen Qing saw that her small regular script was very beautiful, and secretly praised her. It had only been more than a month since she last saw her, and her handwriting had improved a lot, and she now felt more graceful.
This little girl is indeed very smart. She was illiterate when she first met him. Within a year and a half, she could not only read books and newspapers, but also write poems and lyrics. Her calligraphy was also very good, as if someone else had practiced it for several years.
It's spirituality. Yao Mei does have a kind of spirituality. No wonder he was attracted to her the first time he saw her.
"It's written!"
Yao Mei put down her pen and carefully dried the ink. Chen Qing then took the pigeon letter and looked at it carefully. It was actually written by Hu Yun. The imperial court asked to negotiate with him, and he was willing to serve as a minister of the Song Dynasty and would never wear a yellow robe.
What are these bastards thinking? They have already taken over half of the country. As long as they are willing, Fujian Road and Lingnan Road can be easily obtained. In the end, they only have Jiangnan East Road and Liangzhe Road left, which is a little bigger than the palm.
When he is his own monarch, doesn't he know that strength speaks for itself in everything?
So what if I made a promise to them? Do these nerds really think that they will keep their promise?
Chen Qing was about to put down the copy when a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, maybe this is an opportunity!
Gradually, Chen Qing fell into deep thought. Yao Mei obediently brought a cup of tea, not daring to disturb her husband's thinking, and went to talk to her aunt next door.
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After Hu Yun sent the pigeon letter, he waited for almost half a month. The express letter sent from Bianliang finally arrived in his hands. It seemed that King Yong happened to be on the way, so he sent the express letter from Bianliang. Of course it was not a pigeon letter.
Instead, it is a handwritten letter with the seal and signature of King Yong, which is the official order of King Yong.
Hu Yun read it carefully three times before he carefully put away King Yong's order and could continue to negotiate with the court.
The next morning, Hu Yun and his deputy Xie Shanhui came to the Zhizheng Hall, and Zhang Jun personally invited them to the meeting hall. Just two days ago, Vice Prime Minister Guo Huang Guinian served as the Fujian Road pacifier and salt and iron ambassador to increase taxes for the court.
The gift is gone.
Zhang Junze officially took up the post of Deputy Prime Minister and participated in political affairs, so today he was negotiating with Hu Yun as Vice Prime Minister. Of course, another Deputy Prime Minister, Wan Qixi, was also involved in the negotiation. This is a common practice. In major negotiations,
Two prime ministers must participate in the process to ensure that the interests of the court are not harmed.
"I've kept Mr. Zhang waiting for a long time!" Hu Yun said with an apologetic smile.
"But His Highness King Yong has replied?"
Hu Yun nodded, "Exactly, His Highness King Yong was on his way back to Jingzhao from Hebei Road. He wrote a letter to me in Bianliang and gave me formal instructions. I can completely negotiate with the court on behalf of His Highness King Yong."
"What's the result?"
Zhang Jun asked tentatively: "Is there room for negotiation on the previous requests made by the imperial court?"
"I want to confirm first!"
Hu Yun asked: "The request made by the imperial court is to be willing to serve as a minister of the Song Dynasty and never wear a yellow robe?"
"This is exactly this requirement. Can it be negotiated?"
Hu Yun nodded, "We can negotiate, His Highness King Yong also put forward his conditions!"
Zhang Jun and Wan Qixi looked at each other. Both of them leaned forward slightly at the same time, and their expressions became very focused. Zhang Jun said: "Please tell me the conditions of His Highness King Yong! We are willing to listen attentively."
Hu Yun said slowly: "His Royal Highness King Yong has only one condition. The Song Dynasty must move its capital to Jingzhao!"
"What?" Zhang Jun and Wan Qixi were stunned at the same time.