Cai Tiao clenched his fists and turned away, his eyes full of evil.
Looking at his grandson's back, Cai Jing swept away his previous kindness and snorted coldly.
"This evil obstacle, I'm afraid he has turned a deaf ear to the truth's words again."
Cai Bo, the old butler, leaned behind Cai Jing and sighed: "The young master is young and energetic. It is understandable that he insists on competing with Zhao Huan."
"It's just that the young master always turns a deaf ear to the master's words. This is not a good thing."
"There is no airtight wall in the world. The young master secretly communicates with Wanyan Zonghan's personal entourage. No matter how well the confidentiality work is done, once the truth is revealed, it will still be a disaster for our Cai family."
"The young master seems to be indifferent, which is even more troublesome. Maybe he will continue to have contact with Ali in the future."
Cai Jing's face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of disappointment.
Because the relationship between Cai Jing and his sons is not good, especially the eldest son, it can be said that they have always been at odds.
It is precisely for this reason that Cai Jing plans to focus on cultivating his grandchildren.
result……
This group of trash, each one is worse than the last.
Your Majesty's contact with the Jin people is called national policy; the Ministry of Rites' contact with the Jin people is called diplomacy.
Except for His Majesty and the Ministry of Rites, even Cai Jing did not dare to contact the Jin people privately, otherwise he might be accused of treason.
How dare you, a little brat like Cai Tiao, risk the world's disapproval and take risks?
At best, it's like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers; at worst, it's like seeking death!
Cai Jing held the tea cup and hadn't drank for a long time. His scheming eyes were constantly brewing countermeasures.
"Can't survive for three generations? I don't believe in evil!"
"The Cai family must compete for the position of Zhi Taiyuan Prefecture!"
"Don't Zhao Huan like to win over Li Gang, Wang Zhen and others? I'll give him a push. Shandong is constantly plagued by banditry. If Zhao Huan is really capable, he will bring peace to Shandong!"
Cai Bo's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "As expected of the Prime Minister, this time will count in seconds!"
"There were many uprisings in Shandong, and Song Jiang and his ilk caused a lot of trouble back then. Although they were put down in just two years, the residual poison has not been cleared up yet."
"Whoever takes over the mess in Shandong will be trapped."
"Moreover, Shandong and Yizhou are far apart, so Zhao Huan must not be able to take care of both ends."
"If he returns to Yizhou, bandits will be everywhere in Shandong. He can be charged with neglecting his duties and being unfavorable in suppressing rebellion."
"On the contrary, if we focus on Shandong, Yizhou will be difficult to defend. If it is attacked by the Jin soldiers, it will be a huge sin, and we will not be able to escape the blame for death."
"My master's plan is like laying a dragnet for Zhao Huan. No matter how capable he is, he will never be able to stand up."
Cai Jing's expression softened slightly, he put down the teacup in his hand, and added: "Strictly investigate the spies of the Jin Kingdom and disown them from our Cai Department."
"Lest I get killed by Cai Tiao in the future."
Cai Bo nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was indeed Cai's Dinghai Divine Needle. You can tell whether it is there as soon as you take it.
Cai Tiao secretly colluded with the Jin Kingdom spies and caused a big disaster. At this time, if Cai Jing could not calm down and took the initiative to help Cai Tiao wipe his ass, then the entire Cai family would be involved.
Cai Jing deliberately handled it lightly just to show that he had no knowledge of the matter.
Coupled with the vigorous investigation and punishment of the spies of the Jin Kingdom, even if the incident comes to light in the future, the soldiers can be abandoned to save the car.
Although he is a biological grandson, who makes him unable to hold himself up to the wall?
Cai Jing must think about the entire Cai family and not lose big because of small things.
While Cai Jing was making secret arrangements, Zhao Huan had already led the convoy to the city gate.
Although Zhao Shiyan dispatched all Kaifeng Prefecture's policemen to maintain order at the scene, a large number of people still came to welcome Zhao Huan's triumphant return.
As a result, what caught his eye was not the majestic King Ding of the Song Dynasty riding a tall horse.
Instead, there were a large number of coffins, which frightened the people at the scene.
"What is going on? Why are there so many coffins?"
"Good guy, could it be that you encountered a ghost in broad daylight?"
"What a ghost, the prince is the true king who has come to this world. The evil power exuding from his body naturally keeps evil spirits away. Even if it is a ghost, it is because the ghosts are afraid of the prince."
"Then what do you think is going on? We have agreed that the prince will return in triumph, but why do so many coffins suddenly appear?"
Zhao Shiyan was also startled by the scene in front of him. Although he belonged to Zhao Huan, as the prefect of Kaifeng, it was his duty to stop the convoy immediately.
The motorcade came to a slow stop. Zhao Shiyan took a glance and spotted Wang Daquan and Zhu Peng coming towards them, and he quickly asked in a deep voice.
"What's going on? Why did you bring so many coffins?"
Facing Zhao Shiyan's question, Zhu Peng's eyes flashed with loneliness, he turned to look at the eighty coffins behind him, and explained in a deep voice.
"Master Zhao, the coffins contained in these coffins are all sacrificed soldiers of the royal family."
"The prince said that they must be allowed to return to their roots."
Sacrificial soldiers?!
Zhao Shiyan was stunned with shock. No matter how much he loved his soldiers, he would not have been able to customize so many coffins and transport the sacrificed soldiers all the way back.
Zhao Shiyan has been a governor for so many years, and this is the first time he has experienced this kind of thing. He was a little confused and didn't know how to deal with it.
"Zhu Peng, go back and tell the prince to wait for a moment, and I will send someone to the palace to report it."
"This is the first time this kind of thing has happened. There is no precedent for me to make a decision rashly. It depends on how Your Majesty decides."
If there were only one or two coffins, Zhao Shiyan would naturally let them go without hesitation.
But if a total of eighty coffins could cause panic among the people, then the responsibility would be huge.
When the people at the scene learned that these coffins were sacrificed soldiers of the royal palace, their eyes changed drastically.
"Did I hear you correctly? The prince actually brought back the sacrificed soldiers?"
"Oh my god, I thought that loving soldiers as sons was just a self-proclaimed statement by some generals. I didn't expect that the prince would actually carry out this sentence to the end."
"I would like to ask, who in the world can achieve the level of the prince?"
"Others do, but the question is, who can be as wealthy as the prince?"
"Hmph, I think you are deliberately trying to find fault. Even if the prince is just acting on occasion, it is worthy of admiration. Since acting is so easy, why do the other generals and ministers never act like this?"
"Yes! In my opinion, as long as I can serve the prince, my life will be worthwhile."
At the city gate, both the onlookers and the police officers who maintained order all looked at the motorcade with respect.
Not to mention causing any turmoil and panic, the scene was even surprisingly quiet. The people spontaneously stood there and paid a silent tribute to these soldiers who sacrificed their lives heroically.
Even the well-informed Zhao Shiyan was amazed by this scene.