Wang Lin was surprised by Zhao Huan's hatred for the Zhu family and his indifference towards Zhu Lian.
In the past, he had always felt that Zhao Ji, his son, the future Qinzong of the Song Dynasty, was incompetent in every way, but the fall of the Song Dynasty was not in his hands.
He was even thinking that if Zhao Ji was allowed to take the Zen position in advance and Zhao Huan was given some time, maybe the situation could be reversed?
But looking at it now, the mud really cannot hold up the wall.
If the container is small, the anger will be retaliated.
But when I should be cruel, I can't be cruel, and when I shouldn't be cruel, I am more indifferent than anyone else.
What is this called, the head and the rat at both ends?
Taking the matter of the Zhu family as an example, Zhao Huan actually knew very well that it was impossible for the Zhu family to get involved in the matter of Prince Yun and Zhao Kai.
Even if the Zhu family participates, it is impossible for Zhu Lian to participate. After all, she is the crown princess and will be the queen in the future. There is no way she can help others frame her.
Of course, it is unbearable for the Zhu family to bet on both sides.
But aren’t all the powerful people in the Song Dynasty like this? There’s more than just one Zhu family!
Even a famous minister like Lu Yihao had not once flattered Cai Jing?
If Zhao Huan was more open-minded in this matter and let the Zhu family go, or let go of the Zhu family openly, or secretly alienated him, even if he used some tricks behind his back, Wang Lin would still give him a thumbs up.
But he insisted on forcing Zhu Fengying to death, took Zhu Bocai's whole family, and then forced Zhu Lian.
It was said that she was being released back to her mother's family, but as a former crown princess, being expelled from the palace like this, what else could Zhu Lian do besides die?
When Wang Lin rushed to the East Palace, he saw the East Palace was in chaos and many maids and eunuchs were in a mess. It was the palace maids in Zhu Lian's room who accidentally bumped into him and saved the life of Zhu Lian, who had hanged himself with a three-foot white silk silk.
When the palace maid came to report that Zhu Lian had failed to hang herself, Zhao Huan actually showed a disappointed look, which made Wang Lin, who was sitting opposite him, feel a little chilled.
To be so heartless and merciless towards the woman who had been sleeping with him for several years...
Wang Lin felt uncomfortable in his heart, but this was the prince's family matter and he couldn't say anything.
But then Zhao Huan said indifferently: "Expelled from the palace immediately, so as not to die in the East Palace and bring bad luck!"
Wang Lin frowned.
Zhao Huan then raised his glass again and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about these things, Si Heng, you have done a great job in bringing peace and order to peace. I have been discussing with my father these past two days how to reward you..."
"What I do is to share the worries of the officials and solve the problems for the prince. This is my duty. I really don't dare to take credit."
"Having said that, if it hadn't been for you this time, I'm afraid that I and my father would have become prisoners of King Yun's traitor, and even their lives would have been lost. Then our Song Dynasty would have fallen into the hands of the traitor, and I'm afraid the whole world would be destroyed.
The chaos allowed foreign enemies to take advantage of the situation."
"That's right. Once civil strife continues in the Song Dynasty due to the change of imperial power, the Khitan, Liao and even Jin people will definitely take advantage of the situation and move in. By then, the country's destruction and annihilation will be just around the corner."
"Concerning King Yun's affair with the border generals, how do you think Si Heng should handle it?"
Wang Lin smiled and said, "I still say what I said. I am a foreign minister. If the officials and His Highness have orders, I will obey them and serve them with all my strength, through fire and water. But this is a major matter of the country and should be decided by the imperial court. All rewards and punishments are
Coming from above, I dare not speak too much and make false opinions."
Zhao Huan felt very comfortable hearing this.
Not only him, but his father Zhao Ji also believes that the most valuable thing about Wang Lin is that when he wants to use him, he will never look back, and he will step forward in time, and he will not be involved in anything that he should not be involved in.
focus on.
This kind of sense of proportion is definitely not something ordinary people can achieve.
"I feel that although King Yun had an affair with the generals of the border army, it was nothing more than a transaction of financial interests, and most of it was related to the insufficient allocation of military pay by the imperial court. Therefore, considering that the country of the Song Dynasty was stable and there were no loopholes in the border defense, I decided to
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Zhao Huan sighed: "Let's forget about it for now. However, we should still send envoys to inspect the border defense and give them a warning. This is just this one time and it won't happen next time."
"Your Highness Shengming."
Wang Lin said perfunctorily.
In fact, sending someone to warn you is unnecessary.
The news of the failure of King Yun's rebellion reached the Western Army. The generals should take precautions on their own, so why bother adding to the confusion?
Wang Lin knew that these generals of the Western Army had the same intentions.
At least he had no second thoughts about the Song Dynasty court.
It's just that some people may be more optimistic about King Yun.
At this time, there were only a few years before the Jin invasion, and it was really not possible to use the Western Army again, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
Presumably Zhao Ji and his son also understood that the Western Army could not move.
That’s why I’m preparing to open up the internet.
Zhao Huan looked at the person in front of him quietly, and saw that Wang Lin's handsome face always had a calm and calm look. It seemed that he was born in this way, and it seemed that the city was deep. Now he suddenly felt that Wang Lin was filled with a layer of fog, and he was a little confused.
Impenetrable.
In fact, Wang Lin is still the same Wang Lin, but his mentality has changed now.
In other words, has he ever seen through Wang Lin?
Wang Lin knew that Zhao Huan hurriedly recruited him into the palace not to seek his opinion, but mainly to... the emperor transferred Zhang Shuye away and planned to order Wang Lin to open a palace in Yingtian Mansion and set up a Shenwu Army to deal with it.
The imperial guards in the capital were a constraint.
He wanted to test Wang Lin's attitude.
Sure enough, after pondering for a moment, Zhao Huan finally spoke: "Siheng, I heard that my father wanted you to open a palace in Nanjing and drill a new army of 50,000 troops. Is it true?"
Wang Lin nodded slowly: "The officials have mentioned this matter, but the decree has not been made, and I dare not discuss it arbitrarily."
Zhao Huan was obviously losing his temper: "Siheng, my father first insisted on sending Lieutenant Zhang to Hebei and cut off my arm, and then ordered you to set up an army in Nanjing, claiming to defend the capital, but in fact you set up a wall over my head.
Bring me a knife, how can I be embarrassed like this?"
Wang Lin remained silent.
The matter was obvious, but what could Wang Lin say.
To put it bluntly, these are all bad things between you and your son, what does it have to do with me?
I just do what I should do.
"Si Heng, since we have known each other, I have always been honest with you. In the past, I have not even shied away from letting you stay in the East Palace to sleep well. But at this juncture, I really can't figure out why you want to
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Wang Lin raised his head and looked at Zhao Huan with deep eyes: "Your Highness, this is not what I want! Your Highness should understand that after what happened in the palace, there have been several thorns in the official's heart."
Zhao Huan gritted his teeth: "It's all because of the persecution of the traitor King Yun, but I will never have any different intentions."
Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, but he sneered in his heart.
If I hadn't suddenly entered the palace, you might have driven your father out of office right now. Of course, your fate would not have been good afterwards. But to this day, you still say that you have no objections?
There is really no point in erecting this kind of archway.
"Siheng, we have a deep friendship and I have always relied on you. There are no outsiders here today. Please tell me the truth. If you are asked to make a choice between my father and me, what should you do?"
Wang Lin suddenly felt a little boring.
This is preparing to force me to take sides.
For me, this is not a question of A and B at all.
Wang Lin said calmly: "Your Highness, how do you want me to say this? I have a few words to say to Your Highness. In the current situation, the official family is still an official family, and His Highness is still His Highness. No one can shake His Highness's position as Crown Prince in the future.
.As long as His Highness keeps his true intentions, he will one day ascend to the throne sooner or later. Therefore, it is better to be still than to move. Doing anything is redundant. I have said this, please think twice."
Zhao Huanshen looked at Wang Lin, his face changed for a long time, and then he smiled slightly and said: "What Si Heng said is true. On the contrary, I have fallen into disgrace. In this case, let's just talk about personal affairs today and ignore state affairs."
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Zhao Huan actually sent Wang Lin out of the East Palace gate himself.
On the surface, the relationship between the two is still close, but in fact, both of them understand that there is an invisible crack that is accelerating the split.
For Wang Lin, he has a clear conscience.
As for Zhao Huan, even though he knew that the thorn between him and Wang Lin was deliberately planted by Zhao Ji, he still felt in his heart that the two would never be able to go back to the past.
Looking at Wang Lin's figure walking away and gradually disappearing into the night, Zhao Huan's expression gradually darkened, and his eyes became as sharp as a knife.
He didn't believe Wang Lin's words at all.
He felt that his status as the crown prince was being shaken, and his father's suspicion would definitely expand a little bit. Zhao Ji had many princes, and if he wanted to abolish the crown prince, it was just a matter of words.
In fact, there were some things he originally wanted to say but didn't say in the end.
That is the prince's daughter from the same mother as King Yun, by the royal concubine Wang Guifei.
Zhao Ji deliberately let these people move to Qingzhou. Who would know that he wanted Wang Lin to protect this lineage.
In his opinion, if Wang Lin was really willing to stand on his side, he would at least object to placing King Su and others in Qingzhou. However, Wang Lin acquiesced to all this, apparently reaching some kind of tacit understanding with Zhao Ji.
What does Zhao Ji want to do? What do you, Wang Lin, want to do?
Is it simply because we can’t bear to see flesh and blood killing each other?
Zhao Huan firmly did not believe it.
He suddenly thought of his ninth brother Zhao Gou who had gone to Qingzhou and was inexplicably appointed as the envoy to welcome the Jin by Zhao Ji... and his expression became even more gloomy.
Wang Lin could feel Zhao Huan's eyes staring at him from behind, so coldly.
He knew that Zhao Huan was becoming suspicious of him at this moment, but it didn't matter.
Even if it is a showdown between the two tonight, he has said everything that should be said and should not be said. It just depends on whether Zhao Huan can understand it.
If you have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, especially if you want to do evil things to yourself...then I'm really sorry - Song Qinzong will end early.
Wang Lin left the palace, retrieved his mount from the garrison at the palace gate, and rode slowly back to his home along the ten-mile Royal Street.
The autumn wind is getting colder and colder. Although the bright moon is bright and clear, and the long streets are deserted after the curfew, it makes people feel even more desolate.
Wang Lin walked for a while and suddenly saw a thin figure running staggeringly in front of him. His long skirt was trailing to the floor and his hair was disheveled. He looked vaguely familiar.
Wang Lin urged the horse to gallop.
It turned out to be Crown Princess Zhu Lian!
The dark blue brocade palace dress is slightly messy, and her long black hair is scattered behind her. Ruo Ningzhi's complexion has become unusually pale. Her face, which was originally full of hibiscus flowers, is full of tears and dirt, and her small cherry mouth is tightly closed with silk oozing from the corners of her lips.
There was a trace of blood, and there was endless despair in his eyes.
She paused slightly, cast a dull glance at Wang Lin, then stumbled forward again, revealing a red mark on her long snow-white neck.