Wang Lin knows better than anyone else that what Zhang Zhenniang wants is not a wealthy life, but status, commitment, and respect.
She is a very traditional woman.
Therefore, when Wang Lin gets along with her, he can only treat her with respect.
It is absolutely impossible to be as unbridled and intimate as Pan Jinlian or Yan Xijiao or Meng Yulou.
At dawn, the heavy rain gradually stopped.
Wang Lin worked hard last night and tried his best to get Zhang Zhenniang to completely open her heart. She felt relieved and fell asleep at this time.
Zhang Zhenniang quietly stood up and dressed neatly, and sat down next to Wang Lin. Her eyes were extremely gentle and revealed a touch of indescribable complexity.
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Afternoon.
Huang Kun from Xiaohuangmen came to announce the emperor's order and asked Wang Lin to enter the palace immediately for a banquet.
Wang Lin hurried into the palace, and was startled after entering the main hall of Yanfu Palace. At the banquet, in addition to the official Zhao Ji, there were also a large group of well-dressed princes and princesses. The oldest one was Zhao Huan, who was eighteen or nineteen years old, and the youngest one was as young as Zhao Huan.
Just seven or eight years old.
Zhao Fujin was dressed up, and the two concubines Wang Lin had seen before, Zhao Jinnu and Zhao Yupan, were also among them.
Zhao Fujiang was about to stand up excitedly to greet Wang Lin, but Zhao Jinnu next to him grabbed her and signaled her not to lose her etiquette in front of her father.
Wang Lin bowed and paid homage: "My dear Wang Lin, I would like to pay my respects to the official family. Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!"
Zhao Ji laughed and waved his hands. Ma Huishan, the chief minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, immediately came forward to help the emperor help Wang Lin.
"Wang Qingping. You are my disciple. Today I will host a royal banquet to honor you. These princes and princesses have been making trouble here. They insist on seeing the capabilities of the Fuhu Divine General..." Zhao Ji paused and continued.
Said: "In particular, Zhao Gou, the ninth son of the emperor, wants to become your disciple and learn some martial arts. What do you think?"
Wang Lin smiled and said: "I am so virtuous and capable that I dare to be the prince's teacher. However, I dare not refuse to teach you some martial arts."
Zhao Huan also smiled and echoed: "Yes, father, Wang Lin will leave Beijing to take up a post in Yizhou soon. How can he be the master of the ninth brother? However, before Wang Lin leaves, it is still possible to teach the ninth brother some martial arts."
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Zhao Ji turned to look at Zhao Gou, who was sitting inconspicuously among the crowd, "Gou'er, what do you want to learn?"
Zhao Gou stood up and saluted respectfully, and then said loudly: "Back to my father, I want to learn archery from Master Wang. I heard that Master Wang can shoot left and right bows, and I am very envious."
This is the legendary Zhao Gou... Wang Lin secretly looked at Zhao Gou. Seeing that His Highness Prince Kang was still a little kid when he was crossing the mud horse south, a slight chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth that was difficult for outsiders to notice.
Zhao Fujin couldn't help but jump out, clasped his hands and said, "Father, my daughter also wants to learn!"
Zhao Ji was in a good mood today and didn't care about Zhao Fujin's gaffe. He simply looked around at the group of sons and daughters and laughed: "Okay, okay, whoever is willing to learn, I'm sure."
Instantly, two or three more little princes appeared.
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After the banquet, Wang Lin had to take the children Zhao Gou and Zhao Fujin to play archery. However, he did not expect that Zhao Gou could actually fire the standard bow of the Forbidden Army. He had obviously practiced for a long time and was quite accurate.
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As for Zhao Fujin, it’s just for fun.
Her arms were so weak that she couldn't even draw the lightest short bow, let alone shoot an arrow.
After being the king of children all afternoon, I went to say goodbye to the official Zhao Ji in the evening.
Zhao Jiping retreated to the left and right, and looked at Wang Lin bowing to him in the Independent Hall, looking a little inexplicably confused.
"Wang Lin, you are going to Yizhou. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. I don't know when we will see you again."
Zhao Ji said softly: "Before we leave, I will give you another secret decree, giving you the power to implement changes urgently and to kill first and report later. This can be kept secret. When you go to Yizhou, start to expand the number of staff immediately and strive to expand the number of employees in the shortest possible time.
, train me an elite army... I have ordered the prince to negotiate with Yousi. From now on, all supplies, supplies, food, fodder, and military pay for the Qingping Army will be directly controlled and allocated by the prince."
"I will give you some more ninth-grade Baoyi Lang. From the empty space of the ninth-grade Chengxin Lang, you can deal with it yourself, but you must have the prince report it to Yousi."
Zhao Ji said slowly: "You are nineteen years old this year. Do you have any words about being crowned next year?"
Wang Lin shook his head, "I haven't returned to my official home yet."
Zhao Ji smiled: "Then I will give you a word - when Shi Lanxi leads Du Heng and Fang Xinxi leaves her thoughts, let's call her Si Heng."
"I pay my respects to the official for giving me the title."
Wang Lin suddenly felt a little moved at this moment.
No matter how absurd Zhao Ji was and how stupid and incompetent he was as emperor, he really had nothing to say about himself.
"Wang Lin, I am extremely kind to you. Even Gao Qiu back then, I never did."
Zhao Ji sighed and said: "I am destined to be with you. In fact, I treat you this way and I don't expect you to be loyal to me in the future. I just thought that if my country, the Song Dynasty, is in trouble one day, if you can
Keeping my interests in mind, you might as well do your best to protect these children of mine..."
Wang Lin's heart moved. Why did Zhao Ji suddenly talk about these things today? Could it be that he had some prediction of the future disaster of the Song Dynasty?
Are you planning to train and arrange yourself as a secret soldier along the way?
Wang Lin had a thought in his mind, bowed down, and said with emotion: "In this life, I will dedicate myself to my family, country, and the world until I die!"
Zhao Ji did not study the details of Wang Lin's words and nodded: "In the next year or two, if something happens in Tokyo, I hope that as soon as my decree comes, you can mobilize troops to serve the king and not let down my trust."
"I obey the decree."
Wang Lin stood up and looked at Zhao Ji's lonely figure drifting away, raising his eyebrows.
Is he determined to attack Cai Jing and Tong Guan?
Maybe.
Wang Lin shook his head. For the time being, he had no control over the affairs of Tokyo and the senior officials of the Northern Song Dynasty, so he could only let nature take its course.
All he can do now is go to Yizhou, seize the time and develop with the series of preferential conditions and policy guarantees given by the emperor.
Troubled times are coming, and only strength can protect oneself.
He knew very well that since the emperor held a banquet today, it meant that his official procedures might be issued tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest.
Wang Lin turned around and walked out of the main hall of Yanfu Palace with long strides.
As soon as Wang Lin left, Prince Zhao Huan and Zhao Ji came out of the back hall together.
"Father, Wang Lin is unparalleled in bravery. If time passes, he will definitely be a pillar of our country's defense in the Song Dynasty. I think that after he has practiced in Yizhou for a few years, he can be transferred back to Beijing to assist me in controlling the imperial army in the capital camp." Zhao Huandao
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"No, Huan'er, you must always remember what I said. People like Wang Lin are like fierce tigers. If they are left outside to charge into battle, they will always be disadvantageous, but they must not be left around to raise tigers. This is what I have thought about again and again.
The reason why I want to recruit him as my consort again."
"Wang Lin can be regarded as a special force for you and my father and son, or a royal private soldier. If something unexpected happens in the future, it can also be regarded as a retreat for the Zhao family. Therefore, as long as he does not rebel against our Zhao family, he is willing to do it for us."
Whatever I use, you can take a high look at the rest and be open-minded... Do you understand what I mean?"
Zhao Huan was silent for a moment, then bowed and said, "My lord, I understand."