At the beginning of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, in order to fight against the Turks, three surrender cities were built between the Yellow River and Yin Mountain, namely the east, middle and west surrender cities.
Zhongshoujiang City is where the current headquarters of Shuofang Jiedushi is located. The city is located in the Jiuyuan City of later generations, namely Baotou.
In May, the water in the Yellow River rose, and it was time for the imperial court to transport grain and grass. However, Shuofang Jiedu envoy Zhang Qiqiu went to Chang'an, and Taiyuan sent several official letters to urge him, but no grain and grass arrived.
One hot afternoon, there were no ships on the Yellow River, but dust and smoke were seen rising from the north. More than ten Tang troops rode their horses and rushed to the gate of Zhongshoujiang City.
"The Tiande Army envoy is here to see Commander-in-Chief!"
The soldiers guarding the top of the city looked around and saw that the leader of the cavalry group had a long beard and a beautiful beard. They couldn't help but sigh and muttered: "We are here to see the Commander-in-Chief again for food supplies...Open the city gate."
After a while, the city gate opened, and more than ten riders filed in, heading straight to the residence of Zhang Qiqiu, the military governor of Shuofang.
In the mansion, Zhang Qiqiuzheng and Jiedu judge Lu Bingjian were counting grain and grass and discussing the matter of asking the imperial court to transport grain.
"The imperial court responded and asked Shuofang's army to use military camps to replenish food and grass and reduce the imperial court's expenses."
Zhang Qiqiu sighed: "Even if we are required to wait for the military camp, we should first make up for this year's rations."
His face was depressed, his eyes were dull, and he looked a little absent-minded.
Since the defection of Shuofang Jiedu Deputy Envoy Abusi, Zhang Qiqiu failed to stop him in time and has been punished several times by the court. In addition, Hexi Jiedu Envoy An Sishun is eyeing him. He knows that his official position will definitely not be retained. The reason why he is still worried now
Providing food and fodder for the soldiers is nothing more than "seeking political affairs in their positions", but in fact they have too much time to take care of themselves.
Lu Bingjian was a middle-aged scholar who didn't care much about his personal future. He was more concerned about the mood of his soldiers. He frowned and thought, and said: "Last year, Li Linfu was delaying Shuofang's army rations. It is said that Xue Baijin, the supervisory censor at that time,
.Now that the prime minister has been changed, how is the relationship between Commander-in-Chief and Yang Guozhong?"
Zhang Qiqiu shook his head and said, "Not very familiar."
Lu Bingjian originally thought that Zhang Qiqiu had friendship with Xue Bai and might seek refuge with Yang Guozhong. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be disappointed. He stroked his long beard and thought about the solution to the problem at hand.
"The imperial court spent 500,000 to 600,000 yuan to support the Zhenwu, Tiande, Lingwu, Yan, and Xia armies in Taiyuan. However, Taiyuan refused to transport money and food. This shows that Taiyuan officials were instructed to help Ansu.
Sishun plans Shuofang. Yang Guozhong, the right prime minister, has not yet taken control of Taiyuan."
Seeing that he couldn't think of any better ideas, Zhang Qiqiu said: "Abu Si defected, and the court is pursuing it, but I am the only one being pursued. But if Shuofang is deprived of food because of me, all the soldiers will be affected... Why don't I take the blame?"
I just resign and give up the post of military governor to An Sishun."
"No!"
Lu Bingjian was horrified and persuaded: "Wang Zhongsi was transferred to Nanzhao, and Commander Jiebao was stationed in the north. If Shuofang is handed over to An Sishun again, and the An brothers dominate the four towns, wouldn't it be a disaster for the country?"
Not to mention whether he saw An Lushan's ambitions, just looking at the current situation of various military towns in the world makes knowledgeable people uneasy.
Zhang Qiqiu is indeed facing tremendous pressure right now, but he must shoulder it.
While they were discussing, a general came over from outside the door and said, "Commander Jie, I have military affairs to see you."
Zhang Qiqiu pressed his knees and got ready, but his movements were a little slow. Lu Bingjian had already stood up first, stepped forward, and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a young general wearing armor and holding a sword.
"What's the matter?" Lu Bingjian asked.
"puff."
As soon as he finished speaking, a single knife pierced his abdomen.
"Zhang Qiqiu! You distributed the army rations unfairly. Don't blame us for borrowing your head to defect to the Turks!"
The murderous general shouted loudly, pulled out the knife from Lu Bingjian's belly, and rushed towards Zhang Qiqiu.
Behind him were soldiers who were angry because of starvation, and they had decided to defect to Absi.
~~
In the front hall of Jiedu Envoy's Mansion, Zhang Yi, son of Zhang Qiqiu, was receiving the visiting Tiande military envoy.
Zhang Yi was transferred from Chang'an to Shuofang just at the beginning of the year. Before coming to Shuofang, he had actually attached himself to Prince Li Heng and was entrusted by Li Heng to persuade Zhang Qiqiu to support the East Palace.
It was precisely because of this relationship that Yang Guozhong, who had just assumed the right-hand position, had no favorable impression of Zhang Qiqiu. This may be one of the reasons why the food and grass for Shuofang's army could not be transported from Taiyuan.
Zhang Yi saw clearly that although the current situation of the East Palace was not good, it would have a bright future in the future. If his grandfather could not retain the position of Shuofang Jiedushi under the pressure of the An brothers, he could recommend more generals to him.
East Palace in exchange for a future position of power.
Therefore, Zhang Yi has been paying attention to the outstanding figures in the army recently. And this day, the German military envoy was the one that concerned him the most.
The Tiande Army was actually the Hengsai Army that had just been formed two years ago. In the eighth year of Tianbao, the Tang Army built a Hengsai Army 500 miles north of Zhongshoujiang City. Guo Ziyi was appointed as the Hengsai Army Envoy, and was later renamed the Tiande Army.
Guo Ziyi was born in the martial arts examination and was appointed as the commander of the left guard with "different" results. After that, he made many military exploits and became a general that Zhang Qiqiu relied on. Zhang Yi had heard of his name for a long time and had been looking forward to meeting him. Today, he finally got his wish.
But when he rushed to the front hall and saw Guo Ziyi, he was a little different from what he had imagined. He was less heroic and more old-fashioned and casual.
Guo Ziyi was fifty-five years old at that time, and his long beard and beautiful beard had been dyed gray by the years. He moved the stool in front of the pillar, leaning against the pillar and half-lying, with his gray beard pointing up to the sky, and his eyes closed. Although he was not asleep, he was
There was a loud purring sound.
The snoring sound was extremely unpleasant, like a choked horn. Sometimes it was whining, sometimes it was high-pitched, and it sounded wantonly, without caring about the lives of others.
"Is this General Guo?" Zhang Yi asked before walking in.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Guo Ziyi immediately opened his eyes. His eyes were very big, flashing with wisdom, and the bags under his eyes were heavy. He looked like he didn't get enough sleep, but he actually slept well every day.
"no."
Zhang Yi was stunned.
"I lied to you." Guo Ziyi laughed, stood up, clasped her fists and said, "It's Guo Ziyi, Commander-in-Chief, is he going to see me?"
He was tall, more than six feet tall, which made Zhang Yi raise his head involuntarily.
"My grandpa is still dealing with military affairs. Please let me receive General Guo first."
In fact, Zhang Qiqiu did not ask Guo Ziyi to wait, but Zhang Yi wanted to talk to him for a while.
"I have heard the name of generals for a long time in Chang'an. Once at the funeral of King Ruyang, someone asked me if there were any generals in Shuofang, so I said..."
Just as he was speaking, Guo Ziyi suddenly raised his hand and stopped Zhang Yi from speaking.
Zhang Yi was stunned and looked around, noticing that Guo Ziyi's ears were very big and she was listening to something with her ears erect.
"General?"
"Something happened!"
Guo Ziyi swept away the senility he had shown just now, turned around and called the attendants waiting outside the door, saying: "Put on armor, follow me!"
The group of people moved swiftly and resolutely, wearing armor. They noticed that the shouting of killing was coming from the backyard and rushed there immediately.
After passing a courtyard gate, they met a group of rebel soldiers who were killing the guards in the mansion. After swiping their swords, they turned and looked at Guo Ziyi.
"General Guo?"
Because of Guo Ziyi's accumulated military exploits and power, this group of rebels subconsciously felt a little frightened. They took a few steps back and explained, "We haven't received food and pay for a long time."
"The food and wages will arrive soon, and I am here to receive the food." Guo Ziyi shouted and strode forward, ignoring the rebels and went straight to Zhang Qiqiu's location.
The rebels hesitated to step forward to stop him, holding on to their knives and weighing their feet, eager to try.
Guo Ziyi was fearless and ran past them. She glared and cursed: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you go back? Aren't you afraid of being punished?!"
With these words, he had already rushed out more than ten steps, but the group of rebels was actually frightened by him and turned around to escape from the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion.
Over there, Guo Ziyi led his people through the corridor and finally saw Zhang Qiqiu, covered in blood, running away desperately.
"Counter rebellion! Protect Jie Shuai!"
Although he only brought more than ten people, Guo Ziyi showed the momentum that he had expected to lead a large army to suppress the rebellion. His soldiers fought hard and finally rescued Zhang Qiqiu and drove away the pursuers of Zhang Qiqiu.
Rebel.
"Ziyi." Zhang Qiqiu rushed forward, pulled Guo Ziyi with his bloody hand, and said: "They led their troops to defect to Li Xianzhong..."
"I'll chase him!"
Guo Ziyi turned to leave, but Zhang Qiqiu had already grabbed him and said: "It's too late, there is a conspiracy in this matter... I can't keep the position of Shuofang Jiedushi. From now on, I can only rely on you."
"Jie Shuai doesn't have to be so pessimistic, there may be a turning point."
Zhang Qiqiu shook his head, losing the spirit of guarding the border fortress in the past, and sighed: "They are well prepared, how can they allow us to have a turnaround?"
~~
In June, Yang Yuhuan's birthday is still one of the biggest events in Chang'an City.
Then the weather got hotter and it was already summer. Li Longji was impatient to stay in Chang'an and prepared to go to Huaqing Palace for a short stay so that he could take a bath at any time.
The hot springs are warm in winter and convenient to bathe in summer. All in all, living in Huaqing Palace is comfortable.
As a member of the Zhongshushe, Xue Bai followed the emperor to formulate decrees, so he naturally wanted to follow him. He had been paying attention to whether he could find the documents Li Xiu mentioned that Li Linfu had reviewed before his death. Unfortunately, he had no informants in the palace.
, maybe you can pick it up in person at that time.
The saint's ceremony was already being prepared. Before leaving Chang'an, Xue Bai was trying his best to familiarize himself with the affairs of the province under Zhongshu's sect.
It is not easy to take power. Others say that Chen Xilie is attached to Li Linfu and is a stamped prime minister with no real power, but in fact, the stamp itself is not a small power. For Xue Bai now, if he wants to get in touch with more will,
It also depends on Chen Xilie's arrangements, and there is still a large part of the will, and even Chen Xilie cannot make the decision.
Xue Bai didn't have any special method. He was just shameless and took the initiative to ask Chen Xilie for help.
Early that morning, Chen Xilie arrived at Zhongshu Gate and walked to the official residence. He saw Xue Bai standing in the corridor again, reading a book in one hand and holding a stone bell in the other.
This situation seems to go back to the time when the two of them worked together in the secretarial department.
"The Prime Minister Zuo is here." Xue Bai put down the objects in his hands, greeted casually, and said with a smile: "It seems to be earlier than usual today?"
"Mr. Xue Lang is standing guard in front of my door. What do you mean?"
"I have just joined the provincial government under Zhongshu's sect and am not familiar with public affairs. I hope that the left prime minister can make more assignments."
Chen Xilie shook his head and sighed: "You are still so motivated."
"The Prime Minister has given me the reward."
"Come in."
Chen Xilie seemed to be exhausted by Xue Bai and no longer refused. He led him into the palace and asked him to wait in the outer room.
official documents.
Xue Baizhi kept all the confidential documents in his room that could only be seen by the governor, so he did not poke his head out to read them. He waited patiently, listening to the occasional rustle of a scroll being opened, and thought to himself that Chen Xilie was so slow in doing things.
After a while, Chen Xilie came out with several scrolls, and Xue Bai quickly stepped forward to take them.
"These are the official documents from Shuofang, Hexi, and Taiyuan Prefectures. These are the memorials from Shangshu Province, Yushitai, and the Right Prime Minister. This is the sage's edict. You draft a decree and I will review it."
What happened in Shuofang had just reached Chang'an a few days ago, and Xue Bai also heard about it.
This matter has actually been brewing for a long time, and now it finally happened. He was powerless to stop it, but he didn't expect the imperial court's decree to come down so quickly.
Looking at the central purpose again, there is only one sentence -
"Zhang Qiqiuqian was appointed as the prefect of Jiyin, and An Sishunquan, the envoy of the Hexi Festival, was informed of the Shuofang Festival."
Xue Bai looked at it, was silent for a while, and asked: "Shall I draw up a decree based on this?"
"That's it." Chen Xilie stroked his beard and said.
"All right."
Xue Bai picked up the inkstone and ink block, poured some water, and began to grind the ink, but there was a look of thought in his eyes.
He actually didn't think about anything, he just didn't know how to write such an imperial edict.
Gradually, the ink has become very thick.
Chen Xilie said: "You blame Zhang Qiqiu for allowing Li Xianzhong to escape and the unfair distribution of military rations; then praise An Sishun's talents and order him to know Shuofang to put down Li Xianzhong's rebellion as soon as possible."
"yes."
Xue Bai started writing.
Although he felt that this matter was inappropriate, since he was the official of Zhongshushe, he had to put aside his personal likes and dislikes, draft the decree without emotion, and complete his duties.
After a while, an imperial edict was drafted and he handed it to Chen Xilie to read. Chen Xilie looked at it and nodded repeatedly, praising: "Xue Lang deserves to be the number one scholar. Please copy it."
In fact, this kind of official document does not require literary talent, nor does it need to be a scholar.
After completing this errand, Xue Bai had the experience of drafting decrees to announce the appointment of important ministers in Bian Town, and thanked Chen Xilie.
"I know what you are thinking." Chen Xilie took out the seal, put it to his mouth, breathed a few breaths, and said, "But don't worry, An Sishun is both talented and loyal, and he can serve as the governor of Shuofang.
"
After that, he covered the seal in his hand with a "snap" sound and his movements were smooth and smooth.
~~
Xue Bai walked out of Zhongshumen and went to the province, still thinking about An Sishun.
As far as he knew, not only Li Linfu and Chen Xilie, but even Yang Guozhong also believed that An Sishun and An Lushan were at odds and could be conquered.
In other words, part of the reason why An Sishun is able to serve as governor of Hexi and Shuofang towns today is that he has a good reputation in the court, and everyone has a good impression of him.
Chen Xilie's attitude just now made Xue Bai wonder whether he was too wary of An Lushan because he was too wary of An Lushan's rebellion.
When he was about to leave the courtyard belonging to the left prime minister, he stopped and walked to an unnoticed corner next to him. He took out the book he was reading and started reading.
After a while, there were conversations and footsteps coming this way.
"You are wrong to think so. The relationship between Mr. Fu and An Sishun is not good, and they even have a grudge."
"I heard they are cousins," a whispering voice said.
"When the prince was more than ten years old, he remarried with his mother and moved to the An family. An Sishun often bullied him at that time. Although he was called a brother, he was not a brother at all."
"So, if An Sishun takes over the power this time, it will not be good for us..."
The one who was still talking was Yang Qixuan. As he was talking, he suddenly noticed a figure in the corner of the yard. He took a closer look, was startled, and said without confidence: "It's you again?"
He was a little panicked, Ji Wen quickly put a hand on his back and whispered: "What are you afraid of? Can he hit you again?"
As if with the support of An Lushan, Yang Qixuan calmed down and said: "I'm just curious, what is he doing in Zuo Huan, is he inquiring about the secrets of the imperial court?"
Xue Bai was amused by the appearance of these two people and smiled, beckoning Ji Wen to come forward and speak.
Ji Wen refused to go over and stared at Xue Bai for a long time, thinking that he had suffered from bad breath and his weight in the saint's heart was far less than that of Xue Bai. Now there is no need to confront him tit for tat in the court. When the time comes, Xue Bai
Bai is just a piece of fish on the knife.
He has many important things to be busy with.
Ji Wen then showed a disdainful smile and walked to Chen Xilie's official residence. At the same time, he shouted that he had secrets to report and asked the officials to drive out the "miscellaneous people".
Yang Qixuan followed behind, trying his best to take arrogant steps, but occasionally turned his head and took a peek to observe Xue Bai's reaction.
There are more and more clowns in the court.
Xue Bai thought like this, recalling Ji Wen's reaction to his words just now, and his fear of An Sishun deepened again.
An Lushan's next step is to get involved in Hedong...
~~
The next day, Xue Bai was discussing matters at the Du sisters' place, and happened to meet Du Wulang, who was unemployed.
Du Wulang invited Xue Bai to live in Zhongnan Mountain with the attitude of giving it a try. After being rejected, he couldn't help but complain.
"You worry about so many things every day. I don't think saints worry as much as you do."
Although these words were treasonous, they were indeed true. In the afternoon of that day, Xue Bai was summoned to the palace to play dominoes with the saint.
He seemed to have given up on the principle of not playing dominoes after becoming an official, and devoted himself to the singing and dancing of this prosperous age.
Entering the palace gate, Xue Bai met Jia Chang in front of the Huaxianhui Tower.
"It's rare for Xue Lang to enter the palace wearing court clothes." Jia Chang said with a smile, "You haven't come to play cards in some years, right?"
"Yes, maybe it's been a long time since I saw the Magic Chicken Boy. You look really good."
Jia Chang laughed heartily and said, "I have less worries and I eat and drink well, so I look good."
Over the years, the important ministers in the court changed like a revolving door. Among the people they were familiar with at that time, Wang Xian and Li Linfu were both dead. Li Xiu had just been released from prison and was still recuperating, preparing to join the army in Longyou. Only Jia Chang always lived a happy life.
comfortable.
"No wonder everyone in Chang'an envies the prodigy. He is much better than a high-ranking official with generous salary and power."
"Xue Lang can do it too, he's just tired of his talent."
The two chatted for a while, and Jia Chang wanted to go to the chicken coop to make arrangements first, so he said goodbye and left.
Xue Bai was about to take a step when he found a woman in red looking at him. He was very familiar with her, but he didn't recognize her for a moment. Then his eyes fell on the sword in her hand, and he remembered that this was Lady Gongsun's disciple, Li.
Twelve mothers.
"Hmm? Don't you remember me?" Li Twelve Niang stepped forward with her sword in hand and said, "I even saved your life."
She grew much taller, her eyebrows also opened up, and she became a tall, delicate woman.
Xue Bai smiled and said: "I know, I often hear that you and Ren Mulan got into trouble in Chang'an."
"If there is any trouble, who is talking nonsense?"
"Are you coming to sword dance today?" Xue Bai noticed that there were more than twenty women in red standing not far away.
"Yes." Li Twelve Niang said, "You play dominoes in the palace, and we dance swords on the stage."
As she spoke, she muttered in a low voice with some dissatisfaction: "Not many people are watching at all."
Xue Bai was too lazy to comment on these things in the palace and asked doubtfully: "Why don't you see Aunt Gongsun?"
Li Twelve Niang looked around, came closer, covered her mouth with her hand, and whispered: "Master is a little unhappy, you know that, right? The saint is afraid that people will suck his vitality, so he won't let it go. A sick person is here to see you."
Xue Bai had no comment and nodded.
They bypassed the Qinzheng Building and walked along the Dragon Pond for a while. Not far from the Chenxiang Pavilion, there was the Qingliang Hall.
This is a more exquisite building than Wang Zhi's Ziyu Pavilion. In addition to diverting water to cool down, an ice cellar was dug underground to store ice cubes. You can faintly see the cold air overflowing, like a fairyland.
The singing platform had been set up outside the palace. Li Twelve Niang and Aunt Gongsun's disciples got on the stage. Xue Bai was led into the palace. Li Longji had arrived first and was drinking a glass of chilled wine.
However, the other two poker players today were somewhat beyond Xue Bai's expectation. One was the consort Zhang Bian, and the other was the prince Liangdi Zhang Ting.
There is a rather far-fetched coincidence. If Zhang Bian turned to An Lushan, Zhang Ting represented the East Palace, and Xue Bai could be regarded as a minister who relied on Yang Guozhong to fight against these two forces. Of course, things in the court were absolutely impossible. It won't be so clear, but it seems that a balance can be vaguely seen.
This balance allows Li Longji to enjoy himself without any worries.
Soon, the crisp sound of dominoes colliding could be heard in Qingliang Hall.
Xue Bai was good at playing cards and his movements were smooth, but he was thinking of a poem by Li Bai. The poem was very long, and except for the first two sentences, "Go to the Forbidden City in the morning, wait for the edict of Jinmen in the evening," he couldn't memorize it. But I can sympathize with Li Bai's mood.
And Li Mi, who really did not hesitate to resign from the Imperial Academy and go into seclusion.
Those who are waiting for imperial edicts and Hanlin, and those who are in charge of the book, are the ones closest to the emperor. Those who can hold this position often have "Shen Guanyan's talk, the art of plotting emperors, and their wisdom, and are willing to serve as assistants and make the region great." After taking office, he was either writing poetry, practicing Taoism, or playing cards.
While playing cards, Gao Lishi stepped forward and whispered a report.
"Sage, there is a document issued by the Ministry of War. The prime ministers cannot deal with it. I would like to ask the saint to make a decision."
"Um."
Li Longji's hand was not good, so he beckoned Jia Chang to come over and replace him. Jia Chang did not dare to sit on the royal couch, so he stood there with his body bowed and played the cards.
Xue Bai happened to be opposite. When he saw this scene, he thought that the chicken prodigy who was envied by everyone in Chang'an was not that easy to be.
Over there, Li Longji had seen the memorial, but it was not a big deal.
It was only said that Wang Zhongsi had returned to the capital. He was staying at Ziwuyi when the news was delivered. The courtiers asked if he would be allowed to take up the post of the Ministry of War as soon as possible. This was a very small matter. The reason why it was handed over directly to the emperor was actually to ask the saint if he wanted to give it to him.
Wang Zhongsi gained real power.
Li Longji raised his hand slightly, and Gao Lishi picked up an imperial pen and handed it to him.
He then wrote Zhu Pi, favoring Wang Zhongsi to recover from his illness first, and then took up the post of the Ministry of War after recovery.
Throwing the memorial back to Gao Lishi, Li Longji gently patted Jia Chang, motioned for him to get out of the way, and directly played a card, waiting for the Hu card.
"Xue Bai."
"I'm here." Xue Baigang was about to take Zhang Ting's card. He took the card with his hand and responded respectfully.
"Wang Zhongsi has returned to Beijing. You will go out of the city to pick him up tomorrow."
"According to the decree."
Li Longji's eyes were sharp, and he immediately noticed that Xue Bai was somewhat surprised when he heard this, and asked: "You didn't know that Wang Zhongsi was going to return to Beijing?"
"Yes." Xue Bai said: "After returning from Nanzhao, I met Wang Jieshuai in Liangzhou. At that time, he was seriously ill. I did not expect that he would return to Beijing so soon."
"Is the unknown calling you?"
"I don't know."
Xue Bai responded and played a card casually. Zhang Ting originally wanted to touch it. According to her temperament, she dared not to give way to the saint at the card table. But she did not dare to come forward at this time, for fear that the saint would think of the prince's friendship with Wang Zhongsi.
deep.
So, Zhang Ting silently removed the cards that originally wanted Hu.
But just when she played her cards, she noticed that Xue Bai glanced at her with some understanding in his eyes. A chill ran down her spine, and she realized that Xue Bai had calculated his cards well and deliberately played a card that she wanted to cheat, testing her.
courage.
~~
It's night, Shaoyangyuan.
"Your sworn brother is going back to court."
Zhang Ting talked about the news he heard while playing cards and said: "The sage ordered Xue Bai to go out of the city to pick him up."
In recent years, Li Heng has become more and more serious and his temperament has become much deeper. When he heard this, his eyes flashed and he murmured: "The saint is balancing the power of Bianzhen."
"How to say?"
"The two most favored ministers he favored were nothing more than Shihu and Zahu. In the court, Shihu was more powerful, but in the border town, Zahu had stronger troops. The saint was also worried that after changing the prime minister, the court would not be able to treat Bianzhen as well.
The arm uses the finger. Therefore, let An Sishun also serve as Shuofang."
Zhang Ting asked in confusion: "Is An Sishun a spitting person?"
"Having this appointment at least shows that An Sishun's heart is in the court." Li Heng said.
"But isn't he Zahu's cousin?"
"They are cousins. The two of them have always had a grudge."
Zhang Ting asked: "What does this have to do with Wang Zhongsi?"
Li Hengdao: "My sworn brother also has a grudge against Zahu, so he will naturally side with the spitting pot...if Xue Bai can mediate."
"What about us? The East Palace is the one closest to Wang Zhongsi."
Li Heng showed a helpless smile and said, "Do you know why the saint said this in front of you?"
Zhang Ting was so horrified that her eyes widened and she said, "Is the saint warning us?"
"Yeah." Li Heng sighed.
Looking at the current situation, he estimated that Li Longji was trying to increase Yang Guozhong's authority. Only by doing this well could the new prime minister continue to maintain the stability of the country like Li Linfu.
But he, the prince, could only watch from the deep palace, watching others take power.
Li Heng couldn't help but lamented: "Sitting back and watching the fishermen only envy the fish."