Looking at Master Li who was still very weak lying on the bed, Wang Zhen naturally had to exchange pleasantries for a while.
"Miss Li, when we parted ways in Kyoto, we haven't seen each other for three years, right?"
"I didn't expect that we would meet again and it would be like this. It's really disappointing."
A sad smile appeared on Master Li's pale face: "Everything in the world is impermanent. No matter what happens, you have to endure it."
"It is said that man can conquer heaven, but how many people can really conquer heaven?"
Wang Zhen nodded and suddenly laughed: "Does the prince count as one?"
Master Li bit his thin lips lightly and paused lightly: "Your Majesty, of course, it seems that Mr. Wang has reached a consensus with Your Majesty, so it doesn't matter whether the slave family comes forward or not."
"However, I still want to say something more. The national crisis is imminent. If there is anyone in the world who can help you overcome this difficulty, it is none other than the prince."
If it were before, Wang Zhen might still have some room in his heart.
But since he saw all that Zhao Huan did with his own eyes, Wang Zhen's trust in Zhao Huan has reached the point where there is no doubt.
In particular, the effort and financial resources Zhao Huan expended in order to rescue Li Shishi, as well as the fact that he collected all the soldiers who died in the battle into coffins, are enough to prove this man's kindness and righteousness.
Since Zhao Huan has made a promise, even if the entire Song Dynasty abandoned Taiyuan Mansion, Zhao Huan would not ignore Taiyuan Mansion.
Wang Zhen is a smart man. He looked at Master Li and once again showed a meaningful smile.
"I also want to congratulate Miss Li for finally finding her husband."
As soon as these words came out, a blush appeared on Master Li's pale face. For Master Li, who had already become famous all over the world, it was rare to see such a shy look like a little girl.
"What does Mr. Wang mean by this?"
How could the ice-smart Master Li not know what he meant?
Seeing that she knew what she was asking, Wang Zhen confirmed his suspicion that Master Li already had his heart set on something.
"Haha, this is Miss Li's private matter. Naturally, it is inconvenient for me to say more or ask more questions."
"Out of friendship, I just want to congratulate Miss Li on finding a husband and having someone to rely on in her life."
Master Li's face turned even redder. Although he was extremely happy, he felt lonely again in the blink of an eye.
"The slave family comes from a humble and despicable background as a singer. She is destined not to be recognized by the princess, and will never be able to step into the palace."
"As a daughter, it is natural to have aspirations, but aspirations are aspirations, and reality is reality."
"I don't dare to have any excessive expectations."
Wang Zhen didn't have a close relationship with Master Li, but he also knew that Master Li was a happy person. However, looking at Master Li's sad and entangled look, he was completely different from the other two.
Sure enough, the word "love" can change a woman beyond recognition, and even Li Shishi is not immune to this.
But Wang Zhen had full confidence in Master Li.
"I have also heard about the princess's personality. She is indeed a majestic and domineering woman."
"In addition, Zheng Qingyun took the lead, so the gate of the palace is indeed difficult to enter."
"But the princess is by no means an unreasonable person. Now that Miss Li is willing to sacrifice her life for the prince, based on this alone, the princess will make an exception, at least I think so."
"Miss Li survived the catastrophe and will be blessed later."
These words are indeed encouraging, but who can say for sure what will happen in the future?
Master Li thought it was just a favor from the king, but in his heart he was still filled with longing and longing, nothing more.
Just when Wang Zhen was about to retire, Li Shishi suddenly added softly: "Does Mr. Wang know Yue Fei in Yizhou Prefecture?"
Wang Xun paused slightly and nodded: "I have heard a little bit. It is rumored that he is a talent that the prince has taken a liking to. Now he has become the top general of Yizhou Prefecture."
There was something in Li Shishi's words: "Although the prince doesn't admit it, in fact, when he came to Taiyuan Mansion this time, he came for Mr. Wang."
Wang Chen smiled and said nothing, but he was flattered in his heart. At the same time, he also understood why Li Shishi mentioned Yue Fei.
As long as Wang Zhen can serve the prince wholeheartedly, he will become another Yue Fei.
A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a good minister chooses his master to do his work.
Anyone who is full of ambitions would not want to have a wise and meritocratic hero to back him up?
Wang Zhen took a deep breath and secretly made up his mind. Today, he can only be an ally with Zhao Huan. If one day, Zhao Huan inherits the throne and becomes the true lord of the Song Dynasty, Wang Zhen will definitely be devastated.
In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Zhao Huan embarked on the road back to Beijing. The vast motorcade gradually disappeared from the blazing eyes of the people of Taiyuan Prefecture.
Zhao Huan's carriage was still in the middle, and eighty huge black lacquered wood coffins were at the front of the team.
Although local officials in Taiyuan repeatedly reminded Zhao Huan that it was unlucky to open the way for the coffin.
Even if Zhao Huan could no longer let go of these sacrificed soldiers, he should still put the coffins at the end of the team.
But Zhao Huan directly told them to stay where they could and not to make irresponsible remarks.
Zhao Huan wanted to place the coffin in front of the team to show that he would never abandon the firm belief of any soldier who died. Zhao Huan would go as fast as the coffin moved.
Wherever the coffin goes, Zhao Huan will go.
The prison car escorting Shuhuhulu was located at the rear of the team, and only six soldiers were sent to guard the escort.
This move was also intentional.
The prison car is loosely guarded. Any gold bandits can come and rob the prisoners. I will kill as many as they come!
Facts have proved that Zhao Huan's guess was correct, and a large number of Jin bandits were already waiting on Zhao Huan's only path.
In addition to Shuhuhulu's old subordinates, there were also a large number of spies and spies who had penetrated into the Song Dynasty beforehand, as well as "Song traitors" who betrayed the Song Dynasty and had connections with foreign countries.
There were more than five hundred people there.
The leader was named Xiao Hailan, a 19-year-old Khitan woman.
Xiao He, who had been executed by Zhao Huan, was Xiao Hailan's brother.
Xiao Hailan, who has pure Khitan blood, is extremely tall and taller than most women from the Central Plains.
Putting aside the slender body, in terms of height alone, even the Khitan and Jurchen men standing around were slightly shorter than Xiao Hailan.
The five-foot-three woman stands out from the crowd no matter where she is.
When Xiao Hailan was fifteen years old, she was sold to the Song Dynasty as a "slave" because of her good looks.
After changing hands several times, it was successfully washed away and deeply rooted in the Song Dynasty.
As the person in charge of intelligence work, Xiao Hailan has a certain status among spies.
When she learned that Shuhu Hulu had been captured and her eldest brother had been beheaded, she immediately organized liaison personnel to prepare to recapture Shuhu Hulu and kill Zhao Huan.
Xiao Hailan, who was wearing half armor and her black hair stretched in the wind, stared at the team from far to near with a pair of phoenix eyes.