Except for Li Fengan, the most eloquent person, who could make the emperor make such a ridiculous decision.

Liang Zhen read that memorial, and everyone thought it was ridiculous.

How could the emperor allow it?

"The emperor is too ridiculous." Liang Zhen threw the wine glass on the table.

People at the wine table put down their wine glasses. They didn't know how to answer this sentence. They scolded Li Fengan for being easy to talk, scolded the emperor...or they should pretend not to hear.

"Li Fengan is dead, and I can't defeat him." Liang Zhen's face was full of frustration.

Wu Ya'er poured wine for him: "Sir, how could he have done it without you? This time he bowed his head and begged you."

Liang Zhen looked at the refilled wine: "He was plotting against me, not begging me. Why did he send such a ridiculous memorial to me? Because people who are close to him will never be contaminated by such ridiculous things, and only

My enemy."

For the enemy, the more ridiculous and ridiculous the opponent, the more advantageous it is. It is not a trouble but an opportunity.

So even though he knew it was a provocation, Liang Zhen still accepted it without hesitation.

"My confidence is the emperor." He picked up the wine glass and said, "How can a child with a yellow mouth sit in a position of authority? The person who made this suggestion is crazy, and the person who agreed to this suggestion is also crazy."

He didn't drink, he raised the glass and poured it on his head.

"The little Jiedushi, the ten Jiedushi of Great Xia have become a joke from now on."

People around him hurriedly stood up to try to dissuade him. Some grabbed the wine glasses and some wiped their faces with their sleeves.

Liang Zhen waved his sleeves and pointed to the sky: "What a shame." He then pointed to the ground and said, "Li Fengan, when you die, I want everyone to die with you, and Daxia will also die with you. You were a wicked person in life, and after death

He is an evil ghost and you will not have a good death."

Li Fengan is already dead, and there is no other way to die a good death.

"The boss is drunk." Wu Ya'er helped Liang Zhen and scolded Li Feng'an that it was okay. If he continued scolding, he should scold the emperor. This would not be good.

It’s not that the emperor can’t scold him. In the past, when courtiers pointed at the emperor’s nose and scolded him, the emperor just smiled. But as Liang Zhen said, now the emperor is very ridiculous.

It is difficult to predict an absurd emperor.

The Liang family members did not dare to let Liang Zhen drink here anymore, so together with Wu Ya'er, they took Liang Zhen, who refused to leave, back to the bedroom.

The banquet dispersed before it was over.

Liang Zhen's descendants wanted to accompany Wu Ya'er and others to continue drinking: "It's not easy for you to come here once."

The guards were not allowed to leave without orders. They sneaked all the way from Mobei. The difficulty was not only the long distance.

Wu Ya'er declined: "This incident has caused a great shock, you should go ahead and get busy."

Liang Zhen's descendants were very satisfied with Wu Ya'er's response. Liang Zhen valued Wu Ya'er particularly, and promoted him from an ordinary soldier in the Zhenwu Army. In addition to being brave and good at fighting, his quick thinking and knowing how to advance and retreat was also very important.

It's just a pity that after being promoted to a certain level, it's not just about military merit, but also about family background. This Wu Ya'er's life experience is unknown and he seems to be an orphan.

No matter how much Liang Zhen loved and cherished his talents, there was nothing he could do. He himself had to retire before his achievements were accomplished.

I hope this Wu Ya'er will have a chance to turn around in the future.

Liang Zhen's descendants placed the remaining banquet in the guest room and asked Wu Ya'er and the others to continue as a midnight snack. Wu Ya'er did not refuse.

The master of the Liang family left, and the servants were politely sent away by Wu Ya'er and others. The few of them could talk as they pleased.

A man put a piece of meat into his mouth, chewed it, and said, "This Li Fengan is really awesome."

"This is my first son-in-law military governor in Great Xia." Another man laughed, "I have to say, Mr. Liang is really no match for Li Fengan."

They were joking and commenting, but Wu Ya'er remained silent until someone asked him. He raised his head when asked: "Li Fengan? He has always been very powerful. He doesn't need this incident to prove it, but..."

He frowned slightly, making his eyes look longer and more delicate.

"But what?" asked my companion, sighing with regret, "But it's really a pity. I originally wanted to take advantage of Li Fengan's death to see if I could get a piece of Jiannan Road's pie, but I didn't expect that even though Li Fengan was dead, he got there first."

"It's not the key that Li Fengan's son got there first." Wu Ya'er looked at everyone, "The key to this matter is Li Fengan's arrangement or someone else's."

Everyone sat up straight and put down their hands and drinks. Who else could it be if it wasn't Li Fengan?

"That memorial was written by Miss Li, Li Fengan's daughter." Wu Ya'er said.

The people from Jiannan Road called and said it was their eldest lady, but wasn't it just in name?

"Li Fengan died very quickly and in a hurry. If he wanted to request a title for his son, wouldn't it be more appropriate when he had just died? Why did he wait so long?" Wu Ya'er looked at everyone.

Yes, when the news of death came, the emperor was most sympathetic. Now that more than half a year has passed, the emperor's feelings are also the easiest to dissipate.

"If it was really his arrangement, it would be fine. Jiezu was just one step ahead. He is already dead after all. He can arrange for his son to guard Jiannan Road, but he can't arrange whether he can guard it or not." Wu Ya'er pinched his hand.

Spinning the chopsticks slowly, "But if this matter was not arranged by him but by this eldest lady, it shows that Li Fengan's children have the talent to be successful, and it will not be easy for us to get a share of the pie."

Everyone understands.

"Miss Li is still a child, right? Can she really arrange this?"

"Have you tricked Mr. Liang?"

"I heard that I have been engaged to my nephew from Xiangnan in Longyou."

"The Xiang family of Jiannan Road has already occupied half of it."

Everyone tried to discuss this Miss Li, but Li Fengan's children have always been as high as gods, and it was difficult for mortals to get a glimpse of them. They knew very little about it, and nothing could be discussed.

Wu Ya'er waved his hand: "Let's stop Jiannan Road. We were just taking a look. Jiannan Road is too far away for us."

A bearded man hesitated: "Do you still want to tell the boss about An's abnormal behavior? He turned Pinglu into Fan Yang."

Pinglu and Fan Yang were both Jiedu envoys, but now Pinglu Jiedu envoy was forced to stay in Fan Yang, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead. Fan Yang's soldiers and horses from Ankang Mountain had already occupied Pinglu.

This is their biggest purpose here.

"No more talking," Wu Ya'er said, "Winter is coming soon and the border is uneasy. He can be said to have joined forces for joint defense. This is not the first time."

But he was more naked and unscrupulous than the first time, and he always took bigger steps step by step.

"This time is different from before. Ankang Mountain not only occupies Pinglu, but is also expanding and has reached east of the river." The bearded man whispered.

Hedong is the emperor's barrier.

Wu Ya'er was silent: "The emperor is no longer the same as before."

Ankang Shan has always been domineering and domineering. People often accuse Ankang Shan of impeaching him. Every time Ankang Shan has a reason to explain and is protected by the imperial concubine, he pretends to be crazy and cries.

"In the past, the emperor scolded and questioned, even though it was a mild punishment." Wu Ya'er clicked his chopsticks on the table, "This time we came to the capital to see with our own eyes and hear with our own ears. Now the emperor has not been involved in government affairs for a long time.

Now, Concubine Luo is more prosperous than ever."

This was actually expected, but it did not stop him from trekking to the capital, just like Liang Zhen, who knew he was going to provoke the generals but still entered the palace with Miss Li's memorial because he still had hope for the emperor.

But what do they see now?

"Li Fengan is dead, and the emperor can grant his son the title of military envoy. If Ankangshan is still alive, it doesn't matter if he turns Pinglu into Fan Yang."

Is it absurd? Ridiculous things are no longer absurd.

"Pack your things, we'll leave early tomorrow morning." Wu Ya'er threw away his chopsticks.

The bearded man opposite raised his hand to catch it. At the same time, other people also threw chopsticks over. The man reached out to catch all the chopsticks with his hands. This was their usual little game, with a handful of chopsticks on the table.

, several people stood up with a smile, returning home like an arrow.

No matter how good the capital is, it is not where they feel at ease.

Wu Ya'er, who was walking towards the door, suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" people behind him asked hurriedly.

Wu Yaer put her hand on her heart: "My heart seems to be sad because I didn't follow the original plan."

Feeling a little sad? What does this mean?

"Crow, you are a rough guy, don't act like a young lady." The bearded man patted him on the shoulder, "Say we can understand."

Wu Ya'er laughed and punched his heart twice, crushing the inexplicable discomfort. His chest made a powerful thumping sound: "Sleep, eat, kill the enemy."

Everyone also beat their chests with their hands, slept well, ate well, and killed the enemy well.

This was the truth and life they understood. Several people returned to their respective residences along the corridor to sleep, and night enveloped the Liang Mansion.

The capital is a city that never sleeps, but tonight is a bit gloomy. The singing and dancing banquets in many houses have stopped. This is of course not because the emperor has returned to the palace. The emperor and his concubine like banquets, singing and dancing the most, and not long after returning to the palace, they announced that they will hold a palace banquet tomorrow night.

But this time no one discussed the palace banquet tomorrow night. Everyone was more concerned about the emperor's imperial edict today.

This year, Li Fengan's name spread throughout the capital for the second time. The first time was the news of his death.

Prime Minister Cui Zheng was also talking about Li Fengan.

"I didn't expect to hear his name again. Death is like a lamp going out. High-ranking officials and powerful people, even princes and nobles, will turn into dust after death and will be scattered when the wind blows."

Cui Zheng is fifty-eight years old this year. Time has not made him older, but has made him more elegant. He pointed his finger at Li Fengan's name on the imperial edict and sighed: "I don't dare to think about this after I die."

There were three middle-aged men sitting in the hall, wearing casual clothes that could not hide their official authority.

"Your Majesty is a sentimental and nostalgic person." A man with a reddish face said, "Li Fengan once again sacrificed his life for the country."

The other person disagreed with his words and snorted: "Your Majesty has become more sentimental in recent years, but he is not nostalgic. How many meritorious ministers have been suppressed by the Luo family. What did the emperor say?"
To be continued...