Zhou Kou nodded to Song Zheng, and the tense atmosphere between the two suddenly disappeared without a trace. Song Zheng asked: "Did you have anything else to do here this time?"
Zhou Kou told Ren Nagano what happened. After he finished speaking, he leaned back and lazily searched for the leftover spirit brew he drank last night. Song Zheng knocked on the table and cursed: "Stop drinking."
Already?"
Mr. Zhao quickly rushed in, personally delivered the spirit brew of a sufficient year, and then bowed his head and went out.
Zhou Kou opened a jar and sucked it dry like a whale.
Song Zheng smiled slightly and took out a jade talisman: "Give it to Ren Changye. If necessary, he will use the jade talisman to understand what he should do."
Zhou Kou nodded and walked over, and Song Zheng said again: "I promised him the opportunity to become a peak ancestor and the position of Minister of the Ministry of War.
If he has the ability to attack Zhenguo, I can provide sufficient resources.
If he is capable enough, I can support him to join the cabinet thirty years later."
Zhou Kou put all the rest of the spirit brew into his mustard fingers, then patted his butt and left: "I'm waiting for you."
Song Zheng nodded: "Okay."
…
Ren Nagano met Zhou Kou who had returned at noon that day.
He stared at him, but Zhou Kou just looked indifferent, presented the jade talisman, and told Song Zheng's promise. This promise was indeed much richer than Huang Yuanhe and the Queen Mother. Apart from other things, both of them were given the position of Minister of the Ministry of War.
No.
Whether it is Huang Yuanhe or the Queen Mother, there are too many people under their command, but there are only a few positions of real "important ministers" in the imperial court, and the Minister of War is one of them. Naturally, they have to be assigned to their direct lineage, and it is not the turn of Nagano.
As for Zhenguo and joining the cabinet, it is just a distant expectation and he will not take it seriously.
But what Ren Changye is more interested in now is his own soldier. He remained motionless and did not pick up the jade talisman. Zhou Kou's hand holding the jade talisman stopped in mid-air for a while, and there was a suppressed silence in the room. After a long time
Ren Changye sneered and said: "I am blind, I didn't expect that there is a good man hiding in my tent!"
Zhou Kou sighed: "I have brought back what the general wanted, so why are you dissatisfied?"
Ren Changye laughed loudly: "Well said, you are the only one in the entire Tiger Wolf Camp who dares to talk to me like this. It really makes a difference with Mr. Song's support."
Zhou Kou Xiaosuo said: "General, why do you need to get to the bottom of it? Everyone has his own story and his own helplessness. If my subordinate is really Song Zheng's secret spy, how could he be exposed in such a big way?"
Ren Changye snorted coldly and snatched the jade talisman: "Tell Mr. Song that Ren will only follow his lead."
Zhou Kou nodded, turned around and went out.
…
Heidou was surprised that he arrived at Xihe County safely, met the two Zhenguo, and gave him a gift from Lord Song.
He thought that both the Queen Mother and Huang Yuanhe would send people to intercept and kill them along the way. He made various preparations and had several plans to deal with various outcomes.
Then everything was calm.
He waited in Fan Zhenguo's manor for a long time and got Fan Zhenguo's response: "Tell Song Zheng to do what he wants to do."
Heidou was overjoyed and kowtowed heavily: "Thank you Zhenguo!"
The sloppy old Hu looked at him and felt regretful: "What a pity, it's a man. If it's a woman who is charming and charming, this town has never tried it..."
But in his eyes, there was something called "eagerness to try". The black beans and chrysanthemums tightened, and he was horrified: Could this be what the adults call...a great opportunity?
Is this a big marriage?
Fan Zhenguo glared at the sloppy old Hu helplessly and waved Heidou away.
…
Outside Song Zheng's window, a dark shadow fell down, reporting: "Sir, the elite of the northern frontier army have gone south. According to their speed, they can reach the capital in seven days at most."
"I understand." Song Zheng said lightly, and the black shadow quietly left.
He calculated the time, and it happened to be the day he and Huang Yuanhe had agreed on. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, and looked at the imperial city through the many obstacles, thinking in his heart: If you endure a little longer, I will rescue you!
He took out a homophonic bone charm and asked for the last time: "Can Senior Zhong be released from seclusion recently?"
Zhong Boke's voice came from the homophonic bone talisman: "There is still peace in Pinghu Tower. I inquired with the secret method, but my father did not respond."
Song Zheng sighed in disappointment: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, senior."
If Zhong Yundai successfully breaks through, he will be a senior Zhenguo! Then the whole plan will be perfect, and he will no longer have to worry about any variables. Even if Hui Yigong changes his mind temporarily, he will not be able to stop him.
It's a pity...God always doesn't follow people's wishes.
He gave an order: "Let's make some arrangements. I want to see Shang Yunguang."
After Shang Yunguang had a secret talk with Song Zheng, the court immediately became turbulent. His power was not very strong in the court. Under normal circumstances, he could cause wind and rain, but he could not form a storm.
But this time it was different. Officials from the First Assistant's group intentionally or unintentionally added fuel to the flames, causing chaos in the court, which greatly restricted the Queen Mother's energy.
But after all, the Queen Mother was a powerful person who controlled the country, but she smelled some dangerous atmosphere. So in the past few days, forced cultivators continued to enter the capital through various channels.
Ordinary people couldn't feel anything, but the dignitaries in the capital noticed it: This was a sign of great changes to come!
Therefore, in order not to be involved in this huge whirlpool, some ancient nobles left the capital and hid far away under various pretexts such as "traveling, hunting and visiting relatives".
Mao Zhengdao and Lie Beitao were let go by Song Zheng last time, and then they made two appointments with Song Zheng, but Song Zheng had no time to pay attention to them. They also guessed that Song Zheng must be planning something.
The two discussed it and each went home.
Lie Beitao's father and brother were very simple. The three of them were sitting around the stove drinking bitter old tea. The father said: "You two brothers, pack up and set off today to go to our Zhuangzi in Jizhou, where the riding beasts are tamed."
There happened to be some problems, and even though they are ordinary riding beasts that are worthless, we cannot ignore them."
"Father." Lie Beitao didn't want to leave: "The entire capital has recognized that our family is the commander..."
Lie's father waved his hand and did not let him continue: "How can I not know as a father? But what will happen if our family stays? This is a decisive battle!" He knocked on the table hard and emphasized: "There are three forces.
The strong man who controls the country, this is a terrible war that has never happened in the Hongwu Dynasty in the past few thousand years!
What's the point of investing this little strength in the family? I'm afraid it will be like a drop of water falling into the sea, a grain of sand returning to the hill, and I won't even be qualified to charge into battle."
He smiled bitterly again: "Besides, you and I can't fully control the power of our family. So... you go, it's enough to show your attitude to my father."
The eldest brother doesn't have any opinions on these matters. He listened to his father when he was around. In the future, when his father is gone, he will probably listen to his second brother.
But Lie Beitao hesitated and asked: "Do you think... Lord Song has little chance of winning, so you sent me and my eldest brother out?"
Lie's father shook his head: "Who is sure of winning in this kind of war? Not the Queen Mother, not Huang Yuanhe, not Song Zheng."
…
"Is it too hasty?" Mao Changzu sat with his son this time, but he was deeply worried.
Mao Zhengdao shook his head: "I don't know either, but my son has no choice. Father, please make a decision as soon as possible."
Mao Changzu was undecided. At this time, he wanted to find someone to ask for advice. In the past, this person was Changsunjie, but after the first two incidents, he could no longer trust him.
But now he is allowed to make his own decision. The founding prince has a huge network of connections, and the news coming from all levels is extremely mixed. It is indeed not an easy task to filter out the useful ones and eliminate the disturbing ones.
For a moment, he didn't know how to choose.
"That's all, my father will take people out of Beijing tomorrow." He planned to support no one and hid out like most people. Mao Zhengdao said lightly: "Father, you still don't think highly of Song Zheng?"
Mao Changzu shook his head, not knowing how to answer his son.
Mao Zhengdao stood up and left: "Don't worry, Father, if I win Master Song, I will never harm the interests of my Mao family."
Guilt arose in Mao Changzu's heart. He was impulsive and wanted to support his son for once. But he still held back and watched his son leave in disappointment.
"well……"
He felt that he had made the safest decision, but he forgot that those powerful people had supported the Queen Mother and Huang Yuanhe in the past, and now that they were hiding from the capital to express neutrality, they were already taking a step closer to Song Zheng.
But he still had this attitude, and his attitude of not being optimistic about Song Zheng was very obvious.
…
Changsunjie was actually very afraid that Mao Changzu would come to see him again. He had been made to lose confidence by Song Zheng several times. If Mao Changzu came to ask for his opinion again, he really didn't know what to say to his old friend.
But Mao Changzu didn't come, and Changsun Meng did.
"Father, I really can't understand the current form. Please teach me." He was sincerely asking for advice. His father had built up a tall image in his mind since he was a child, and he knew all the opportunities, and his two previous mistakes had no impact on him.
This deep-rooted image has no impact. Changsunmeng really can't see it clearly, so he hopes his father can give him some guidance.
Changsunjie began to ponder, and Changsun Meng pricked up his ears, waiting to hear his father's teachings.
"Song Zheng is unexpected..." After a long time, Changsunjie finally choked out a sentence. Changsunmeng was still waiting for his next words. Changsunjie sighed: "Let's leave the city tomorrow."
Changsunmeng was stunned for a moment: "What did father say?"
Changsunjie looked at his son and finally said: "As a father, I can't see clearly anymore. Our founding family does not dare to place heavy bets on Song Zheng. What other choice do we have except hiding out?"
"This..." Changsunmeng was a little hard to accept that there was a situation that even his father couldn't see clearly?
Changsunjie waved his hand, turned around and left, his figure lonely and desolate. Perhaps at this moment, he suddenly understood why he was the founder of the family. For a monk, why did he achieve nothing in the political arena despite being middle-aged?
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Chapter completed!