A carriage entering the city from the suburbs stopped in front of the palace gate.
"Ping Zhanggong, here we are."
The coachman called several times in succession, but the people in the carriage never responded. Until he lifted the curtain and took a look, he saw Jia Sidao sitting there with his eyes closed and concentrating.
Feeling the wind blowing in, he opened his eyes and glanced at Miyagi, his eyes lazy but sharp.
He doesn't seem as motivated as before.
After entering the palace, they took a small sedan chair and went to the ancient palace where the emperor and his ministers played against each other.
In the palace, the ministers were already waiting. When they saw Jia Sidao coming, they all saluted with utmost respect.
They never had any objections to Jia Sidao, but this peace negotiation involved so many interests that it would be useless even if Jia Sidao objected.
Fortunately, Duke Jia Pingzhang was considerate and did not embarrass them. Of course, they were still in harmony. "Please, Duke Pingzhang."
An official came forward and wiped a huanghuali chair next to the throne with his sleeve.
"The official is not feeling well today, so it is inconvenient for him to come and give advice. I would like to ask Duke Pingzhang to make a decision on everything."
This was a regular occurrence. Not to mention court meetings, even this kind of memorial to the emperor and his ministers was not often attended by Zhao Yu. Jia Sidao usually presided over it in his place.
A few days ago, Jia Sidao returned to his hometown, and there was a fierce quarrel between the faction leaders and faction leaders in the court. He was probably worried to death about the emperor Zhao Fu.
Now that the declaration of submission was written and the seal was sealed, everything was settled, his mentor returned to the court, and he could finally hide in the harem and live happily in the harem.
Everything is back to the calm state it should be.
How nice.
Jia Sidao sat down generously and glanced at the people standing, including Wu Jian, Wen Jiweng, Liu Mengyan... and finally fell on Lu Wenfu.
"When did you arrive in Lin'an?"
Lu Wenfu quickly replied: "I arrived this morning. I first paid a visit to Enxiang's house. I heard that Enxiang was not here, so I kept waiting until Enxiang sent someone to summon me to the palace to report something to the officials."
His attitude was still the same as before, even more respectful. After all, what the Lu family wanted was the business in Xiangyang, not to break away from Jia Sidao.
"I went to visit General Wang. Jia Sidao's eyes moved away from Lu Wenfu and fell on the eunuchs in the palace.
"I'd rather go to Mr. Ping Zhang himself. Is General Wang feeling well?"
"Old General Wang has made great contributions to the country and has always maintained his prestige. That day at Zuoque Gate, one man was able to overwhelm a whole battalion of imperial troops."
The officials in the palace all sighed.
"Yes, he has great prestige." Jia Sidao said nonchalantly, "It's a pity that his body is not in good condition. I'm afraid he is about to die."
After hearing this, a young eunuch left the Ancient Palace.
Jia Sidao raised the corner of his mouth, half-smiling but not smiling.
At the age when he knew his destiny, he had already learned to make compromises. This compromise allowed these people to continue to support him, preventing him from losing everything like Wang Jian and Jiang Wanli.
He still has a chance.
Maybe Li Xia was right about some things, such as that military power should be more securely in his own hands.
"Let's discuss it."
"Yes, Mr. Ping Zhang, there are a few things that need to be decided today. One is the treatment of the troublemakers in Zuoquemen, and the other is the interrogation field in Xiangyang..."
Jia Sidao shook his head.
He didn't come back to the court to wipe the butt of these people, he had to do business.
"The truth is that I don't care about your trivial matters. I just want to ask you, have you thought about how to deal with Xifan once this memorial is handed over?"
In the past, he could be called a traitor and a traitor, but now he really felt that Li Xia might be rebelling, so he called him "Western Fan" instead.
At this point, he truly realized that it would be a great thing if Li Xia could remain the "vassal" of the Song Dynasty.
I just don't know if it's too late.
Ciyuan Hall.
Quan Jiu held the tea cup in her hand, thinking about it, and said slowly: "Actually, after thinking about it, I think what Jia Xiang said at the beginning is not unreasonable."
The eunuch Cao Xi, who was standing there with his head bowed, heard this and secretly said that the woman just didn't have her own opinion and would sway when someone persuaded her. She would do this now and then that way. The Queen Mother was like this, and so was the Empress.
"Please don't worry too much, queen. I can see that no matter how reasonable Jia Pingzhang's words were, he did not stop the discussion. (This chapter is not finished, click on the next page to continue)
Well, now that the matter is over, there is no point in worrying anymore."
Quan Jiu ignored Cao Xi's reminder and thought about things by himself, saying: "When those ministers made a fuss, I was only afraid of the Hulu and forgot about the Western Fan side."
She also called Li Xia "Xi Fan".
In short, she was afraid of both sides, both Mongolia and Li Xia. She only hoped that there would be good neighborly relations and that the feudal town would not be in chaos.
Every time she thought of Li Xia, Quan Jiu felt an inexplicable emotion and felt a little irritated.
She thought she knew him very well, and murmured to herself: "He has always been arrogant, can he still follow us and surrender to the Mongols?"
"Don't worry, Queen. I believe that Lieutenant Lu will be able to put Li Ni down."
"What do you know."
Cao Xi lowered his head and thought to himself that this was what the official said, and he was scolded for no reason.
At this time, another young eunuch hurried forward and whispered: "I just came from the Queen Mother and the official's house. Duke Jia Pingzhang said that General Wang Jian's time is running out."
Quan Jiu was slightly stunned, thinking that even Wang Jian was dead, and she didn't know who would stop Li Xia in the future. She sighed and said, "General Wang really scared the officials that day."
"Yes, once Mr. Ping Zhang comes back, the official family will feel at ease."
"Have you checked? Quanjiu put down the tea cup and asked slowly: "Why was the Queen Mother persuaded by Jiang Wanli that day?"
Cao Xi stood aside and listened, secretly thinking that the Queen asked another useless question. Isn't it normal for the Queen Mother to change her mind after being persuaded? Women are too meticulous in their work.
He didn't want to, so he just heard the young eunuch reply: "Queen, I found out. Duke Jiang gave the Queen Mother a letter that day."
"Where's the letter?"
"My servant bribed Song Chang, the palace attendant next to the Queen Mother, and tried to copy the letter. I wanted to report it after I succeeded.
It was not until night that Quan Jiu finally got the letter she wanted.
The letter was copied by Song Chang, and the handwriting was ordinary. When Quanjiu saw the second column, he suddenly realized something and stood up in shock.
She seemed a little frightened. She glanced back uneasily, then glanced out the window, and raised her hand to pinch her collar.
Taking a deep breath, she held the letter and leaned close to the candle, as if trying to read something from the black and white words on the paper.
After reading the entire letter, she opened her eyes wide and still looked a little in disbelief.
Why? Jia Si"
"What does the Queen want to ask Duke Jia Pingzhang?"
Quan Jiu shook her head, squinted her eyes and said, "I want to see the original, find a way to get it to me."
"yes."
Several people in the palace retreated. Quan Jiu turned around and glanced around. From Cao Xi, the eunuch in charge, to several palace maids, she suddenly realized that there were still too few servants around her who could do anything.
Since when did it become like this?
It seems that it was after Zhao Jin died, no, more accurately, after he had a miscarriage, that the number of capable chamberlains in Ciyuan Palace gradually decreased. Some were transferred away by officials, some by the Queen Mother, and some.
Dead...in short, replaced by a bunch of trash.
"Everything is silent, Jia Sidao, you are so good at it. It's a pity that you can only fight with me, a woman in the palace..."
Lin'an Prefecture, Qiantang County Prison.
Late at night, the prisoners were gathering there, drinking wine and eating melon seeds.
Because there were new people in the county jail today, and everyone was chatting, the cell leader Liu Bing told stories that he had told many times.
"Brother Xiao Ang, don't you know? King Qin Li Xia came out of our place, burp, and made meritorious service to the north from us."
"Really?" Zhou Ang, the new prisoner, became excited, "In these years, I have always heard the anti-Mongolian people say that General Wang was guarding Yutai alone, Deputy Commander Zhang drove Hanzhong, and King Qin set up an ambush on Qishan to counterattack Chang'an. It sounds good to me."
These are the ones.”
"Then how did King Qin get out of the prison cell and become an official through meritorious service? Have you never heard of it?"
"No." Zhou Ang quickly asked Liu Bing: "Can the prison chief tell me more?"
Although he was new here, he was also sensible and spent some money to buy some food and wine. Only then did Liu Bing chuckle and point to a cell on the other side of the iron fence.
"That room, the one where the murderer of the Jinshi lives now."
"Wow."
"Wow, what? (This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue)
I will tell you slowly that the King of Qin was not the King of Qin at that time, and he was jealous of others in the brothel. By the way, who was he jealous of? Every time I talk about this, I can't remember that person's name."
"Oh, if you forget, just forget it. Prison leader, who cares who King Qin killed back then? Just keep talking."
"Yes, it was in that prison at that time."
Deng Yan, who was sitting in that cell, took a peek and saw that the prison guards were not looking here, so he squeezed to the wooden fence and waved to Wen Yunsun, who was sitting cross-legged in the cell opposite.
"Song Rui."
Wen Yun Sun was listening to Liu Laotou telling stories through the iron fence, and turned his head when he heard the words.
Deng Yan said: "Just agree to them. The peace talks are over, and you have already declared your vassalage. As the teacher said, it is useless for you to make trouble. It is better to hide your strength and bide your time."
"I understand the truth. Wen Yun Sun said: "But as soon as this kind of shameful peace treaty comes out, if no one objects, the world will just think that I, the Song Dynasty, don't even have the slightest backbone.
Deng Yan closed his eyes helplessly.
He accidentally killed someone, and the evidence was conclusive and he couldn't be released from prison; Wen Yunsun could actually do it, and there were many important officials in the court who admired him very much and were willing to help him regardless of their stance.
But every time Wen Yunsun went out, he stubbornly went back to Zuoque Gate and Fuque.
He said that he was willing to be exiled like Chen Yizhong, Huang Yong and other Xianguan Six Gentlemen.
"If there is chaos in the court, someone must speak out for justice."
"Song Rui, I'm not worried about you being exiled. You should know that those people can do anything.
Suddenly, there was the sound of iron chains knocking.
Liu Laotou, who was telling a story over there, suddenly stopped talking.
Deng Yan was startled, turned around and saw a group of people entering the Qiantang County Prison in a menacing manner.
"Where are the people who caused trouble and killed people in Zuoquemen recently?!"