Wishful Things

One or two miles away from the city gate, there is a dense forest.

Someone has been waiting in front of the forest for a long time.

In the sweltering summer night, Yun Liu took off his half-dry black clothes and put on an unremarkable city cloth jacket. He wrapped the box in the bag and tied it firmly in front of him. He took the reins and rode his horse away. In the thick night.

Go all the way east.

...

In Dongyuan City, it was raining continuously.

In the barracks, faint speculations had spread among the soldiers.

"I signed the letter of dismissal, and I have never seen the general come to the barracks again..."

"What's wrong with the general?"

"I think it must be a little serious, otherwise the battle is over, how could the general let us stay here for so long?"

"I hope the general will get better soon... Hey, I don't know what's wrong with my father's illness. He couldn't speak clearly before he left Beijing. He's definitely looking forward to my return..."

Qin Wu was not completely unheard of these discussions, but if he issued a military order to silence everyone's mouths at this time, it would make people even more panicky.

The news quickly spread back to the capital.

——Duke Zhen Guo won the battle of the Li clan on this trip, but he was infected in Dongyuan City, and he was unable to leave for Beijing in a short time.

When all the officials heard the news, the ruling and opposition parties were shocked, with different speculations in their hearts.

Although it is true that Lord Zhen is getting older and his body is not as good as before, it is normal for him to fall ill suddenly at such a juncture, which inevitably makes most people feel uneasy.

Everyone didn't know that the accident that happened in Dongyuan City wasn't just the Duke of Zhen's illness.

During this battle, Yuan Zhao, the lieutenant appointed by the emperor, had died under the knife of Lord Zhenguo—this news has not been spread yet.

In the imperial study room, Emperor Qingming was furious about this.

"Those who dare to kill me...do you still dare to say that you have no dissenting intentions!"

"And before sending out troops, I clearly said that I wanted to take down the Li clan in one fell swoop, but without my permission, he made a claim and agreed to the Li clan's peace proposal, and signed the truce document... This is clearly never the case. Take my words to heart!"

Even if such a traitor and traitor dies a hundred times, it will not be enough to appease the hatred in his heart at this moment!

"Since the truce has been signed and the result has become clear, His Majesty does not need to be angry about it." Xia Tingzhen said: "A temporary truce is fine, but in the current situation, if we keep the Xu family army, we may be able to send even bigger troops in the future." use."

After the dragon case, Emperor Qingming tightly pressed his blue lips, and after a while, he said coldly with sarcasm in his eyes: "That's right, I can't afford to get angry over a dead person right now."

So what if there was a truce with the Li clan, so what if Yuan Zhao died, and most importantly - Xu Qiwei was about to die.

No, count the days, perhaps dead.

Thinking of this, Emperor Qingming clenched his fists and a smile appeared in his eyes.

This is what he values ​​most.

As long as Xu Qiyi dies, the military power of the Xu family army will return to his hands...

He has been waiting for this day for too long——

And Xu Qiwei is just the beginning, next, he will get rid of those damned people who get in the way and covet the position under him, one by one!

"Your Majesty's words are very true." Xia Tingzhen's tone was calm and with a sense of victory: "Although there are some changes, but generally speaking, everything is under control."

Yuan Zhao is dead.

Yuan Zhao was chosen by the emperor, if he replaced Xu Qiwei in Dongyuan to take over the Xu family's army, it might not be easy to control him in the future.

Therefore, he spoke at the right time and said: "I believe that Duke Zhen is the pillar of the country and a hero of Daqing. This time, he fell seriously ill thousands of miles away. His Majesty should send an imperial envoy to visit him."

Emperor Qingming smiled when he heard the words, nodded and said: "Naturally, I must send someone to meet the Duke."

Tapping the memorial on the dragon case with his index finger, Emperor Qingming said casually, "Let Zhou Bingming go."

The weight of the Minister of the Ministry of War is enough to show that he is worried about the Duke's wishes.

Xia Tingzhen nodded and said, "Another military officer is required to accompany him to deal with possible accidents."

"Teacher, is there a suitable candidate?"

"You don't need someone with a high official position, otherwise it will be easy for people to speculate on your majesty's intentions..." Xia Tingzhen thought for a moment, and then said: "I feel that it is better to choose Qian Zong from the Beijing camp and use it only as an escort for the imperial envoy."

Emperor Qingming nodded his head after hearing this, and said in thought: "Speaking of the people in the capital camp, when I went to the imperial mausoleum to offer sacrifices last time, I had a good impression of one person. Is the surname Yue?"

Xia Tingzhen seemed to remember for a moment, then nodded: "There is such a person, and I have the impression that this person is the grandson of Yueming's family, named Yuepei, and he is indeed very talented."

"It turns out that he is a descendant of Yue Ming..." Emperor Qingming said, "Then let him go, maybe he is a talented person."

Yue Ming Zeng was also considered a capable person by his side, but unfortunately his life was short, and his son was not up to the mark, and he didn't expect that there was another grandchild who was available.

Having got what she wanted, Xia Tingzhen narrowed her eyes and said, "I'll ask someone to arrange it, and explain the importance of it clearly."

Emperor Qingming gave a "hmm", then casually picked up the booklet at hand, and said with a half-smile, "This is from the son of Duke Zhen."

Xu Jin?

Xia Tingzhen raised her eyes when she heard the words: "But it's for the Duke of Zhen?"

The news of Lord Zhen Guo's illness in Dongyuan City came back, and the Xu family must be the most disturbed at this time—if the Xu family still has any brains.

Speaking of which, Xu Qiwei's eldest son, Xu Jin, is not completely brainless.

It's a pity that being raised by Xu Qiwei is useless.

In other words, Xu Qiwei deliberately did this in order to protect the Xu family—but even if the person who is destined to die, even if he tries to fold his wings to restrain his edge, it is just to let himself lose two points and others before he dies. It's just the ability to game.

"I would like to ask you, saying that I want Xu Yun and his youngest son to go to Dongyuan City to visit Duke Zhen." Emperor Qingming said with a smile: "Between the lines, I am afraid that something will happen to Duke Zhen in Dongyuan City. No matter how difficult it is for descendants to see him for the last time—this is the norm of human beings, how can I not allow it?"

Xia Tingzhen also smiled: "Your Majesty is right, there is no reason not to allow it."

A useless person who can only write and draw, a childish child——

Such two people, one big and one small, were pampered and protected at home and still made people worry, but now they are going to Dongyuan?

It really is quite filial piety.

And even if the Xu family really had other plans, without Xu Qiwei, these people are destined to be unable to make waves.

"So I decided to accept his request and go with Zhou Shilang." Emperor Qingming put down the memorial and said in a magnanimous and benevolent tone.

To walk with Zhou Shilang is to walk with Yue Pei.

Since he was walking with Yuepei, if Xu's family members did something ignorant at that time... it would be better to solve it in time.

The feeling that everything is under control gave Emperor Qingming a sense of refreshment that he had not seen for a long time.

After taking the elixir refined by the national teacher for three consecutive days, he really didn't suffer from headaches again.

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