After giving the King of Yue a hard slap, he sent people to the Taoist temple of Lao Li's family and beat the temple owner severely. It was said that he was dying. Several monks in the temple couldn't stand it and scolded the temple owner.
They are grounded.
How crazy is this?
If someone knows something is going on, they will ask someone to inquire about it.
"Princess Ningcheng took Liao Jin out of Northern Xinjiang."
"So what?"
Several clan girls thought the emperor was really crazy.
The maid who inquired about the news said: "When the news came to the palace, His Majesty immediately slapped the King of Yue hard, and then killed several people with a stick on the pretext. The palace was filled with tremors!"
"This is..." A clan girl was confused.
"I seem to have heard that that boy... was not on good terms with the emperor. Liao Jin left, and he was in charge of Northern Xinjiang. That Northern Xinjiang... the emperor couldn't move!"
"I see!"
The emperor was indeed crazy, and the concubines were hiding far away. Mrs. Guo Guo, who had always been bold, even complained of illness and vowed not to enter the palace in the near future.
Only the loyal Han Shitou stayed with the emperor. It was said that he had to smile all day long, which was very hard.
…
"Liao Jin is gone?"
Huang Chunhui returned home from his official duties and did not allow his children and grandchildren to go outside to inquire about news about Northern Xinjiang. But today, an old friend risked offending the emperor and came to deliver the news.
Huang Lu was at the side. After serving tea, the guest said worriedly: "Xiang Huang, this is going to cause trouble in Northern Xinjiang. I am most worried about the rebellion in Northern Xinjiang. If this is the case, the only way is to mobilize the army from Southern Xinjiang to suppress it.
As soon as the southern Xinjiang army moves, the Southern Zhou Dynasty will counterattack. The Northern Liao Dynasty will also follow the trend and attack. By then, the Tang Dynasty will be in danger!"
Just thinking about that situation made Huang Lu feel confused.
This Tang Dynasty is in danger.
Huang Chunhui said calmly: "I have retired from office."
The visitor said: "I don't think twice about Prime Minister Huang's prestige in Northern Xinjiang. If you just say a word, the situation in Northern Xinjiang can be reversed in an instant."
Huang Lu glanced at her father.
Huang Chunhui took a sip of tea and drooped his eyelids, "I have become an official. What prestige is there when I leave the tea? I have long since turned into water in the east and will never return. Dalang."
Huang Lu leaned forward and said, "Yeah."
Huang Chunhui coughed dryly and said, "I'm tired."
The visitor refused to give up and said: "Huang Xiang, the overall situation is more important!"
Huang Chunhui stood up, and Huang Lu knew that her father was angry, so she hurried over and said, "Please."
After sending the visitor away, Huang Lu came back, but Huang Chunhui went to the study.
When he came outside the study, he saw Huang Chunhui standing in front of the map, tracing the nooks and crannies of northern Xinjiang with his fingers.
"Aye, it's a big crime for Liao Jin to leave without permission."
"He doesn't even serve as a military governor, so what serious crime does he care about?" Huang Chunhui coughed dryly, "His current situation is already embarrassing. If he keeps excess, he may be exploited by Chang'an...
Old Liao! Even though he is old, he is still decisive."
Huang Lu was puzzled, "Ah Ye, people say that Liao Jin felt that he owed Princess Ningcheng, so he was willing to follow her."
Huang Chunhui shook his head, "If he felt he owed Princess Ningcheng, how could he follow her?
He couldn't move his lower body, so following him would be torture for both of them.
He has been looking for excuses to leave Northern Xinjiang, but he is unwilling to take the road of becoming an official, fearing that he will be taken advantage of by Chang'an. Old Liao!"
Huang Chunhui patted the map and said, "What a pity for me, a hero from Northern Xinjiang!"
Huang Lu gradually understood and became more and more curious about Northern Xinjiang, "How can there be so many Kang tragic people in Northern Xinjiang?"
Huang Chunhui said: "We used a corner of the land to defend the Tang Dynasty from powerful enemies. They were suppressed by emperors and suppressed by powerful families. They were not afraid of it. The wind in the northern border made their bones hard, and they did not hesitate to bear the blow."
Huang Lu was worried about arousing the old man's emotions, so she quickly changed the topic, "Aye, that person just wanted to invite you to speak. He must be from the emperor!"
Huang Chunhui nodded. "This is to let me speak out and suppress Yang Xuan."
"Then you..." Huang Lu had no direct impression of Yang Xuan and felt that this person was too domineering.
"If I speak out to suppress him, he will not bow his head. That little brat, I know his nature. The more I suppress him, the more stubborn he becomes.
But if I speak out, Northern Xinjiang will be divided internally, and many civil and military officials will stand on the opposite side of him and hinder him. He can only fight back and cleanse..."
Huang Lu was horrified, "If this happens, Northern Xinjiang will be in chaos. If Yang Xuan's purge succeeds, it will definitely be severed from Chang'an, and Northern Xinjiang will become a country within a country. If it fails..."
Huang Chunhui pointed to the Northern Liao on the map, "If it fails, He Lianchun will take advantage of the situation and send troops. If the northern border is broken, the Northern Liao army can easily reach Guanzhong. The Tang Dynasty will either move south, or they will have to defend Guanzhong."
"Then Aye, why don't you agree?" Huang Lu was puzzled. "It seems that Yang Xuan is too unruly and has no respect for Chang'an or His Majesty. This man is young and is in charge of northern Xinjiang alone.
After gaining power, it is impossible to say that it will gradually expand, and it will become more difficult to control in the future."
He was really confused. Although his father was dissatisfied with the emperor, his feelings for the Tang Dynasty were real. If he could, Huang Chunhui would die for the Tang Dynasty without hesitation.
"If you agree, I think that Your Majesty will definitely use you as the commander-in-chief to lead Chang'an's army northward and march to the northern frontier.
Those soldiers in northern Xinjiang have been following you for many years, who dares to point at you with swords and guns?
I bet that the day you lead your troops to northern Xinjiang will be the moment when Yang Xuanzhong betrays his relatives and leaves.
Why don't you agree?"
Huang Lu was really puzzled.
"First, you have underestimated Yang Xuan. If the news that I am leading the army north reaches Northern Xinjiang, the first thing he will do is to clean up, no matter the cost.
Secondly, you need to know that if Northern Xinjiang is controlled by His Majesty, the first thing to do is to clean it up, and the cleansing will be especially bloody and cruel.
Pei Jiu's people, my people, Liao Jin's people, Yang Xuan's people... Chenzhou Army will be completely purged, and so will the Northern Xinjiang Army...
So, what will be left in Northern Xinjiang after that?"
Huang Chunhui knocked on Taoxian County with his fingers, "These are just external reasons. The reason why I don't agree is Your Majesty."
Huang Lu was stunned, "Your Majesty?"
"Yes." Huang Chunhui turned around, "Compared with Your Majesty, I am more optimistic about Yang Xuan being in charge of Northern Xinjiang."
"Are you saying that Yang Xuan's ability is better than His Majesty's?" Huang Lu felt that her father might have lost his mind.
Huang Chunhui looked at Northern Xinjiang on the map and said seriously, "Yes."
…
Zheng Yuandong came to the wine shop.
"I want to see him!"
The shopkeeper yawned, "Mr. Zhao is busy today."
Zheng Yuandong sat down and said, "Tell him it's urgent."
The shopkeeper looked at him, waved his hand, and the waiter went out.
Zheng Yuandong drank wine and seemed to be waiting leisurely.
I don't know how much time passed, but Zhao Sanfu appeared outside the door and whispered to the shopkeeper who came out to greet him: "In troubled times, keep an eye on me. If there is any trouble, kill him."
"Yes." The shopkeeper disappeared with the people.
"Coming?" Zheng Yuandong held the wine glass, raised his head and drank, "Have fun!"
Zhao Sanfu came in and sat opposite him, "I'm very busy."
"Busy about Northern Xinjiang?" Zheng Yuandong poured himself a glass of wine.
"When the Mirror received the news that Liao Jin and Princess Ningcheng were leaving northern Xinjiang, Wang Shou went crazy and broke their legs on the spot.
Then he was summoned to the palace. After leaving the palace, Wang Shou was limping, his face was swollen, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.
Obviously, the one in the palace has gone crazy."
Zhao Sanfu sat down, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Originally, Jingtai sent many people to Southern Zhou and Southern Xinjiang, but Wang Shouling mostly returned and turned to Northern Xinjiang.
You have to know that Yang Lue is a thorn in the emperor's side. The child in his hands always reminds the emperor that the bloodline of filial piety to the emperor is still there and beyond his control.
He will be afraid and have nightmares.
Now he can actually give up the pursuit of Yang Lue, which shows his fear and hatred for Northern Xinjiang."
Zitai, now you have become the person the emperor must kill... Zhao Sanfu raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, his eyes flashed, "Happy!"
He put down the glass and found that Zheng Yuandong had also done it, and he looked excited, "Northern Xinjiang is out of his control. If he had known this earlier, he would never let Zhang Chumao take charge of southern Xinjiang. Now, he is panicked, worried about southern Xinjiang and northern Xinjiang
Xinjiang suddenly rebelled, hahahaha!"
"The abbot has just entered the palace." Zhao Sanfu said, "If I guessed correctly, I am here to give him reassurance."
"If Zhang Chumao dares to rebel, he will dare to kill all the Yang family. If the country is gone, why should he be afraid of all the five surnames in the family? Just kill them all." Zheng Yuandong knew that the emperor was so ruthless.
"The opportunity has come." Zhao Sanfu said: "Once Northern Xinjiang escapes his control, the world will be in turmoil. This is also our opportunity."
Zheng Yuandong nodded, "I went to see that person later, and there was a glimmer of light in the sky. Our persistence also bore fruit. It can be seen that there is God's will in this.
The spirit in heaven that honors the emperor is protecting him and us."
Later, he sent the news to King Zhen Li Xin.
"I already know the news." Li Xin clenched his fist, "Yang Xuan is in charge of Northern Xinjiang, and the puppet emperor is panicking. We must seize the time to recruit people. Once the world is in chaos, this will be our opportunity."
"Yes." Zheng Yuandong glanced at him with a sarcastic look in his eyes.
How can such a temperament rule the world?
After he left, Jiang Yu came in and said, "Zheng Yuandong's palace is deep, so the king should be careful about him."
"At this time, demons and monsters will come out. Zheng Yuandong's city is deep, but what can one minister do?
After I ascend the throne, I will first reuse him and let him fight with the officials, be my vanguard, and drive away the enemies.
After the deed is accomplished, he will be given a high-ranking official title to make him arrogant. He will inevitably get carried away with his pride.
Once something goes wrong, the remaining enemies will impeach you, and if I take action again, those remaining enemies will naturally shed tears of gratitude and their hearts will turn to you. In this way, you kill two birds with one stone."
This is the art of the emperor.
It is also the art of balancing.
This is what Li Mi is best at.
Zheng Yuandong then went to see Yong Wang Li Zhen.
"Hey! Poor Tang Dynasty, there are so many disasters." Li Zhen looked worried, "If the emperor gets angry about this, will I be implicated?"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Zheng Yuandong said, "Northern Xinjiang is where the Emperor is concerned."
Li Zhen's chubby face became more relaxed, and he said gratefully: "Thank you for your hard work."
"I dare not express my sorrow." Zheng Yuandong looked at the former prince with mixed emotions, "I have been waiting for many years and finally saw hope."
Li Zhen nodded, "I have been waiting for many years. I don't care if I wait a little longer. It's a pity that I can't go to Gongling to worship. Otherwise, I should tell Aye the good news."
"After the matter is completed, I can go naturally." Zheng Yuandong felt that this was not the time for children to have a long relationship.
"By the way." Li Zhen changed the topic, "Can you win over Yang Xuan?"
Zheng Yuandong smiled and said: "Your Majesty is very keen. Yang Xuan was born in poverty and had a hard time growing up. After arriving in Chang'an, he entered the Imperial College by chance, and everything went smoothly. He is quite capable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is both civil and military. But if you want to win over this person,
People are difficult.”
"Why?"
"This person has no worries."
"I understand. What about the Zhou family?"
"The Zhou family is in Chang'an."
"If the Zhou family dares to act unscrupulously to help, the emperor will dare to act unscrupulously to suppress the Zhou family."
"This is a containment." Zheng Yuandong felt that this was a situation that could affect the whole body. "If you want to win over Yang Xuan, you must let him see the benefits. For him at the moment, the biggest benefit is to contain Chang'an and bring peace to the north.
Xinjiang supports.
But now that Yang Xuan is in Chang'an, almost everyone in the court wants to beat him up. Anyone who supports him will become a street rat and become notorious.
But Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. With the emperor and the Yang family and other aristocratic families around, no matter how great Yang Xuan is, he has to be restrained."
"The two sides are fighting..." Li Zhen smiled, "I want to be that fisherman!"
"The King is wise." This is what Zheng Yuandong admires most about King Yong. He pretends to be weak and timid, and his acting skills are superb. When it is time to make a decision, he is decisive and sharp.
"In this case, Yang Xuan is the pioneer for the king. If he succeeds in the future, I will leave a chance for him."
"Your Majesty is merciful."
Li Zhen's brows relaxed, and the years of depression gradually dissipated, and he sighed, "What a pity, I really want to see it."
…
Gongling.
After coming from Han Shitou, the flock of birds stopped for a while, and not long after, they started throwing feces at the sacrificers again.
There are officials in Gongling. The leader is the doctor Zhang Bo. The general is the school captain Chen Lin.
Early in the morning, we should have gone to offer sacrifices, burn incense, and pay tribute. It was rumored that the death of Emperor Xiao Jing was inseparable from the current Supreme Emperor and the current Emperor, so the officials in charge of Gongling Mausoleum did not dare to neglect it.
Zhang Bo changed into his official uniform and said with a headache: "I have to clean it again today."
He had to preside over the incense offering. After a burst of bird droppings, he had to change clothes and take a shower when he came back, which was very troublesome.
Think about it, how long does it take to wash and dry long hair?
"Mr. Zhang." Chen Lin came.
It also wears a helmet and armor. Unlike the official uniform, the armor only needs to be wiped off.
"Captain Chen." Zhang Bo sighed: "At this moment, I want to be a military commander more."
"Let's live in the next life!" Chen Lin said with a smile, "By the way, there is news."
"What?"
"Over in Northern Xinjiang, Liao Jin followed Princess Ningcheng and left Taoxian County. Now, Yang Xuan controls it."
"This... the Tang Dynasty is going to be in chaos." Zhang Bo was stunned.
A clerk said from the front: "Mr. Zhang, everything is ready."
Zhang Bo smiled bitterly, "Hey! I'm going to have a fight now."
Chen Lin smiled and said: "It's good to go."
There is nothing wrong with this place. It is no different from being exiled here, so there are fewer disputes.
Chen Lin was good at playing the xun, so he took out the xun and they both stepped forward.
After approaching the stone monument, a flock of birds appeared in the sky, chirping.
Chen Lin knelt down and started to play the xun.
The sound of the xun was distant, and the sergeants and minor officials on both sides stood with their hands tied.
Zhang Bo lit three sticks of incense and saluted.
They all muttered, "Your Majesty, Northern Xinjiang Yang Xuan and Your Majesty are at odds with each other. I'm afraid Northern Xinjiang no longer belongs to the Tang Dynasty."
He stepped forward and prepared to put the incense in the incense burner.
At this time in the past, the birds would start dropping their feces, raining down like drops, making it impossible for you to avoid it.
Zhang Bo is already ready.
But surprisingly, the bird poop didn't come.
He quickly put the incense in the incense burner and looked up in surprise.
Birds were hovering over the mausoleum.
Somehow, a sense of solemnity arose spontaneously.
The sound of the xun was faint, and the birds accompanied the sound of the xun, circling over the mausoleum again and again.
In front of the mausoleum, two rows of cypress trees stand solemnly, their branches and leaves moving leisurely in the wind.