Song Yu and Lao Jiang are both old foxes for many years. They can know what the other person is going to fart by sticking out their butts.
Song Yu glanced at Lao Jiang's eyes full of meaning, lowered his head and flicked his official robe: "What do I think? What can I think? For so many years, I have always treated Mingzhi as half a son.
However, he went to the north to guard the border for many years and lived in the palace for a long time without ever returning to Beijing.
I also don’t know many things about him.
As for what the outcome will be for the child Chengzhi, it all depends on God's will.
I serve as Minister of the Ministry of War, and I can say with good conscience that I have done my part in court matters personally, fulfilled my duties, and have not acted in any way for personal gain or bending the law.
You know this too.
I’ll just take care of the business here. As for how to bring this matter to a happy ending, I can only say that the outcome depends on the outcome.”
"Don't get me wrong, Minister of the Song Dynasty, I didn't say that you did any favoritism and perverted the law because of your relationship with King Bingjian.
Otherwise, His Majesty would not leave the matter of deploying troops and imperial troops to your uncle, the King of Side by Side, with full authority.
I just want to know, if Prince Liu Chengzhi really raises his troops, what are the chances of the imperial court winning?"
Song Yu sighed and shook his head: "There are too many changes, and no one can guarantee it.
Just in terms of public sentiment, there are too many things that are unpredictable."
"Alas, your Majesty's time on the throne is limited after all, and his prestige among the people is only one ten thousandth of that of Ruizong.
Otherwise, the situation would not be so disturbing.
Is Liu Yuan still closed over there?"
"I have never accepted my visit. I listened to the servants in the house and couldn't bear the shock of sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person. I have been seriously ill and am currently in bed recuperating.
Thinking about it, it can be understood that the son is expected to become a dragon, the son is expected to become a dragon and a phoenix among men, and the Liu family clan is expected to prosper. However, before the family has a chance to flourish, the family suddenly dies young.
Don't say that he can't bear the shock of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person to someone else, but I'm afraid anyone else wouldn't be able to withstand this kind of stimulation."
Jiang Yuanming nodded with regret: "I have been busy with official duties and couldn't spare the time to pay my respects.
Fortunately, Liu Yuanwai had a clear sense of justice and did not take any drastic action until he knew that the matter was not proven to be behind the scenes of the imperial court.
Otherwise, once civil unrest occurs on both sides of the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, the imperial court will have to bear a lot of pressure on whether the world will be peaceful.
Let me put it this way first, I still have to go back to collect food and grass, so I won’t bother the Minister of Song Dynasty. If there is anything that requires coordination, just send someone to the Hubu Yamen Office to pass the message."
"Well, I have to go back and supervise the mobilization of troops and horses. We will meet again if something happens."
"Farewell!"
"Farewell!"
Looking at Jiang Yuanming's back, Song Yu followed behind, looking towards the north with eyes filled with sadness.
Qing'er, Qing'er, it's been almost a month, so you should have arrived at the Northern Xinjiang Palace long ago.
Why haven't you written a letter to your husband for so long? What happened in northern Xinjiang? Is your third brother Zhi'er still alive?
There has been no news. Could it be that something happened to you on the road?
Your second uncle disappeared behind closed doors, and there was no news from you and Zhi'er.
My husband is feeling increasingly unsure.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, how likely is it that you were behind the assassination of Zhi'er?
Zhi'er has been doing his best to the court and you for so many years. If it were really you, what would be his motive?
Is it really like the rumors in the market that the crime of standing shoulder to shoulder depends on the weight?
If this is the case, I'm afraid there is really no room for relaxation.
With this child's ability to distinguish between public and private affairs and to retaliate, the world and the imperial court are bound to experience a turmoil that has not been seen in a hundred years.
Song Yu was thinking about all kinds of things in his mind, and gradually got into the matter of the Ministry of War Yamen Office commanding the officials under his control to start dispatching troops to the border.
A moment after Song Yu and Jiang Yuanming entered the Yamen Office, two flying pigeons fluttered their wings and flew in the direction of the Liu Mansion in the streets of the Outer Alley of the Yamen Office.
In the inner courtyard of the Liu Mansion, there was no trace of the gloomy and sad appearance imagined by the dignitaries in the capital and the common people.
Liu Zhi'an was holding a wooden stick in his hand and was playing with the thrush in the birdcage under the corridor.
"Master, the eldest lady wants to see you. This is a letter just sent from Liuye. The court seems to be taking action against the young master. As for the specific situation, it is not clear yet."
Liu Zhi'an took the two letters, opened them, looked through them a few times, and then put them into his sleeves.
"Depending on the situation, the imperial court is going to send more troops to Northern Xinjiang. Maybe the actions of the brat will make His Majesty and all the officials in the DPRK panic.
Rumors that my dear grandson is determined to raise an army are spreading more and more. In a day or two, maybe today, the court will know about it.
The imperial court was worried that Old Yun's side might not be able to come back in time to stop Chengzhi from raising troops, so they had no choice but to mobilize the imperial army and rush to northern Xinjiang.
It is still unclear whether soldiers from various state capitals along the way will go to assist.
Just wait and see what happens, please invite Xiaoying in first, I will wait for you in the study!"
"Yes, I will resign, old slave."
Liu Zhi'an hung the thrush under the eaves, raised a smile on his lips and rushed towards the study.
The whole world is in panic because of you, you are better than me.
Liu Zhi'an walked into the study, and before he could make a pot of tea, Liu Ying walked into Liu Zhi'an's study with a sinister look on her pretty face. She looked at Liu Zhi'an who was about to pour the tea and slapped her heavily.
Get off the table.
"Drink, drink, drink, you know how to drink, why are you doing this?"
Liu Zhi'an stopped pouring tea and looked at Liu Ying with an angry face in shock.
"What did I do? Xiaoying, you can't spit blood on others and accuse others of their innocence out of thin air."
Liu Ying's plump body sat directly on the chair opposite Liu Zhi'an, her enchanting eyes staring closely at Liu Zhi'an: "Isn't the news that Chengzhi's squadron returned to the court to raise troops a rumor you asked Liu Ye to spread?
?”
Liu Zhi'an poured a cup of tea and held it in his hands, then sat down with a strange expression on his face.
"Xiao Ying, you are the conscience of heaven and earth, why do I let Liu Ye spread this kind of news?
I don't know what the bastard's plan is. Without his instructions, I'm afraid that he might be doing bad things out of good intentions and doing bad things.
Except for the incident of Fengyundu, I have been bored in the house these days, eating and sleeping, eating when I wake up, and not intervening in anything."
"Are you really not instigating it from behind?"
"Have you eaten enough to hold me up? It really has nothing to do with me."
A flash of doubt flashed in Liu Ying's eyes, and she looked at Liu Zhi'an in confusion.
"Shadow reports, now the news that this kid Chengzhi may rebel is spreading from Yingzhou in northern Xinjiang towards the capital with overwhelming force.
If the court knew about this and took precautions in advance, wouldn't everything be in vain?
Could it be that the imperial court took action from behind, deliberately confusing the story of Zhi'er's assassination, and thus using Chengzhi's intention to raise an army to rebel, to stir up trouble, and then use the pretext of putting down the rebellion to occupy the right side."
"You're overthinking it. It's too late for the court to suppress this matter, so why would it take the initiative to make the matter a fuss?
Chengzhi returned to the court under the pretext of seeking justice for his husband. By doing this, wouldn't the court implicitly acknowledge that the assassination was behind the scenes?
Who could be so stupid!
I see, this rumor cannot be separated from the handiwork of a bastard."
"It's nonsense. Is he a fool? Who wants to raise troops to rebel and make the matter known to everyone before taking action? Is he afraid that the court will not prepare in advance?
Xiao Mingming is too smart to do such a mindless thing!"
Liu Zhi'an held the teacup in front of his eyes and looked at it.
"Really? But have you ever thought about something?"
"What's the matter? If you have something to say, just say it. Can you stop being so mysterious?"
"After all, the imperial court's heritage is here. The common people may not have a good impression of His Majesty, but they still have a good impression of the imperial court.
If the world is not in chaos, how can the people feel at ease?
Only when the people's minds are at peace, and those who quell the chaos can obey nature and respond to others!"
Liu Ying looked at Liu Zhi'an, smiling like an old fox, and was stunned for a moment.
"He wants to control the hearts of the people in the world to prevent the infamy after the rebellion!"
"Xiaoying, do you really understand him?
He got the position of King of Side by Side by his own ability, not by us using our connections to support him behind the scenes!
When he grows up, don't always treat him like a child."