Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 453 Two Messages

   A fact that has to be faced.

   The weak have no right to speak.

  In the case of the disparity of power between the two sides, the weaker party is not qualified to negotiate conditions, because the other party can destroy you at any time.

   This is the case with these Northern Zhou clans now. The charges they bear fell into the hands of the official army. At this time, Zhao Jia came to persuade him to surrender, not an insult, but a real kindness.

   All the people present, except for Fan Yang Lu, whose face was pale, all bowed their heads.

   After being silent for a long time, Yang Guo, the head of the Hongnong Yang family, looked up at Zhao Jia.

   "Envoy, if surrendering is also dead, we can't be better than fighting for a chance."

   The so-called first-line chance is to flee in dispersal. There are more than 10,000 people left here. As long as they escape, there will always be about 10% of the lucky ones who survive and become survivors.

   If there is no way to survive in Beijing, they can only do this.

   Zhao Jia's face was calm.

   He tucked his hands into his sleeves and looked around at the unkempt people in the tent.

   "Originally, this matter has nothing to do with me. You surrender or don't surrender, and the credit will not go to me, but you are still polite. I will show you a way to survive."

  Yang Guo bowed his head respectfully.

   "Envoy, please speak."

   "Now bind yourself to Beijing."

Zhao Jia's face was calm: "On the southern border, they want you to die here and become a stain on Your Majesty. Of course, whether you die here or not, they will use this matter to smear His Majesty, so as to achieve their goals. Purpose."

   "You couldn't have survived anyway."

   Zhao Jia lowered his eyebrows and said, "But if you can act as the mouthpiece for the imperial court and erase this stain from His Majesty, although you won't be able to continue to be a powerful family, it shouldn't be a problem to save your life."

   This is a public opinion war.

These Northern Zhou clans have written books for generations. Although they are now in decline, they still have a certain status in the "academia". For example, Li Shidao, the patriarch of the Li clan in Zhao County, is a famous scholar in the world, and Nanjiang also uses it. Li Shidao's reputation publicized the emperor's immorality.

But the Hongnong Yang Clan, Boling Cui Clan, and even the Xingyang Zheng Clan are not short of great scholars, let alone famous people. These are the foundations they rely on to maintain. Celebrities come out.

   Therefore, these people also have a certain right to speak.

   Zhao Jia means that they can only serve as the imperial literati for the imperial court, to save their lives.

   Yang Guo lowered his head.

   "Envoy, please allow us to negotiate."

   Zhao Jia laughed and didn't speak, but walked directly outside the tent.

   "If you don't answer before dawn tomorrow, no one is to blame."

   said, the young man imitated Li Xin with his sleeves in his hands and walked out of the tent.

   At this time, the moon is in the middle of the sky.

   Walking outside, feeling an increasingly chilling chill, Zhao Jia tightened his clothes and looked in the direction of the capital, thinking secretly in his heart.

   "Looks like... I can't catch up with the Marquis's marriage."

  …

   Beijing.

  The time has entered the twelfth lunar month, which is the last month of the first year of Taikang.

   This day is the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there is still one day before the sacrificial day of the late emperor. The imperial court is preparing for the sacrificial activities for the late emperor.

  The sky was overcast, with a few drops of cold rain falling from time to time, mixed with a few snowflakes.

The weather is getting cold.

   A purple carriage slowly drove into the imperial city from Yonganmen.

The stove was lit in the carriage, but it was not particularly cold. Two young men, a man and a woman, were sitting on both sides of the stove. The woman pulled the young man's sleeves and said softly, "You will leave the palace later, go to my place. , let's continue cooking hot pot to eat."

   is the Marquis of Jing'an and the Princess of Qinghe.

  Li Xin was reaching out to cook the fire, and hearing this, he said helplessly: "If I can leave the palace at a normal time, I will go to your place."

During this time, Li Xin has been staying in the capital. Except for contacting old man Ye, he spent a lot of time in Princess Qinghe's mansion, and he was with his fiancee. Today, the two of them were cooking at home. Hot pot, but an imperial decree called Li Xin into the palace.

   When Li Xin entered the palace, the nine princesses didn't want to stay at home, so they followed Li Xin's carriage into the palace, ready to go to the Empress Dowager's place to have a look.

   The nine princesses frowned slightly.

   "It's noon now, what is the matter with the emperor, can I discuss it with you for so long?"

   Li Xin smiled: "I mean, in case, if you can't get out of the palace later, I'll have someone deliver a letter to you."

   He knew very well that at this point, Emperor Taikang ordered him to call him, and then something must have happened.

Originally, Li Xin's carriage could not enter Yong'anmen, but with the princess in the carriage, the two of them entered Yong'anmen smoothly. The carriage stopped at the gate of the inner city, and the two got off hand in hand, and then went to the inner city. The door is separated.

   One goes to the Kunde Palace of the Queen Mother, and the other goes to the Weiyang Palace of the Emperor Taikang.

After    one incense stick, under the leadership of the internal officials, Li Xin met the Emperor Taikang in the warm hall of Weiyang Palace.

   During this period of time, Li Xin didn't deal much with state affairs, so he didn't enter the palace very much. Counting the time, the two of them hadn't seen each other for more than ten days.

  The warm hall was as warm as spring, and as soon as Li Xin walked in, the cold all over his body was dispelled.

   Seeing Li Xin walking in, the emperor who was sitting not far from the stove waved to him.

   "Chang'an, come here."

  Li Xin walked over with his hands down, and after saluting, sat down opposite the Emperor.

The two of them don't have many etiquette rules in private. It's not that Li Xin doesn't know the proportions. It's two "friends" who used to drink wine. If they suddenly become very "proportionate" and have a lot of life, it will cause the emperor. Be wary.

   Because this is not normal.

   After sitting down, the emperor put the two memorial papers beside Li Xin and sighed.

   "This one was delivered last night, and the other was delivered this morning, please take a look at Chang'an."

   Li Xin nodded respectfully, and then stretched out the two memorials.

  The first passage was written by Ye Mao.

   Well, it can be seen that it is Zhao Jia's handwriting.

The content of    is very simple. On the banks of the Weishui River, the Imperial Army was ordered to block all the Northern Zhou family. The two sides clashed. The Northern Zhou family suffered more than 10,000 casualties. The Imperial Army only injured dozens, and less than ten died.

   Then all the Northern Zhou family surrendered. As long as some of the Fanyang Lu family escaped, Ye Mao was now holding nearly 10,000 "imperial prisoners" on his way back to Beijing.

   Seeing that Li Xin had finished reading this memorial, the emperor sighed helplessly.

   "Look at Chang'an, the Ye family don't dare to kill people."

"He brought nearly 10,000 people back in one breath, and the Jingzhaofu prison in the capital and the Xingbu prison together could not be satisfied. Ye Mao brought them to the capital, and I still want to kill them, otherwise they will even be resettled. There is no place."

  Li Xin bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, Ye Mao is not a cowardly person who dares not kill people. He should have his own reasons for doing this. After he returns to Beijing, His Majesty will know if he asks."

   "As for these "captives"."

Li Xin smiled and said, "Isn't Your Majesty owning a palace? There are dozens of hectares in the minister's family to confirm that if His Majesty doesn't give them the death penalty, let them go to reform through labor. The capital is so big, and there is always a place to place them. ."

  Every noble has his own private property. As the largest noble, the emperor is no exception. The Ji family has five or six imperial estates near the capital, occupying a huge area, and it is the private property of the emperor's family.

   Emperor Taikang heard the concept of "reform through labor" for the first time. He shook his head and said nothing. Instead, he pointed to another book and said, "Chang'an, look at the second copy."

  Li Xin started the second part according to his words.

   Just glanced at it, and the expression of Lord Jingan changed.

The General's House of Pingnan in the southern border has played a banner. Today, when the son disobeys the last emperor's edict, the palace changes and seizes the throne, kills his father and kills his brother, and persecutes his flesh and blood, it is a usurper of the Jin Dynasty. Dajin is a bright world!

   This is only part of it.

   Li Xin took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

   It seems that Li Shen has arrived in the southern border.

   (end of this chapter)