Cough cough cough....

After several coughing sounds, Yu Cong's face turned red when he saw Geng Qing stuttering and trying to speak, he raised his hand and waved it. After stabilizing the coughing, he took a sip of tea with a smile.

"Old problem, Geng Langjun doesn't have to worry."

This disease was the root cause of the disease that he was demoted and exiled to another place. He was unable to seek medical treatment in time on the way, and the time went by. Geng Qing had also heard what Zhang Huaiyi said, and bowed and told him: "The prince-in-law should take care of himself, don't work too hard."

His words were sincere, not like being fake. Yu Cong just smiled. How could he not know about his body? The older the years, the worse it will be. Now he has become accustomed to it.

Afterwards, the first prince-consort tested Geng Qing's knowledge, and most of them were books that were read easily on weekdays. Geng Qing had read one or two books recently, but he could barely answer them, but he could not tell the truth and told the truth to the original version of his origin to the prince-consort.

Yu Cong didn't blame him there.

"You have good talents, but I think there are so many people like you, in the Tang Dynasty, and there are still many prefectures and counties. Unfortunately, it is buried after all... Cough cough... Come with me and go into the study to talk."

As he said that, he got up and waved to Geng Qing, followed him out of the front yard, and came to the study room in the south wing. The bookcase lists ancient scrolls and books, and the maid newly puts tea. For a moment, the ink smells and the tea smells soaring.

Yu Cong casually packed up the messy official documents and approved the papers on the Rosewood desk. It was obvious that he had been busy here before. He smiled and said, "It's a bit messy. The court has been busy recently. Please sit down first."

He sorted out his desk, walked to the bookshelf with a smile, took two miscellaneous notes from it and put them in Geng Qing's hand, "These are simple and easy-to-understand stories, and they also contain the great principles of the world. As for the human nature, there is nothing to give to the husband. I think you don't lack it."

Geng Qing held these two miscellaneous notes and bowed to thank him. He came here to study for the princess, which was actually the order of Princess Guangde. He was far less attractive to the things in the book than the turmoil he heard before. He looked around casually and raised his face to look opposite him.

"Just just now, the prince-consort said that the court was busy. I heard something happened in Luoyang. How was the governor of Zhaoyi Army killed? Of course, it was a secret matter. It would be okay if the prince-consort didn't say it. I have never asked about it."

Yu Cong was gentle in nature and sat behind the desk. Looking at the brush hanging on the pen holder dripping with ink, he was silent for a moment, and smiled and waved his hand.

"There are many rumors outside this matter, and it is not a secret matter. When you come, I was already dealing with this matter. I came to the court today and decided to join Zheng and Lu Xiang to arrange for the new Jiedushi to take over Zhao Yijun as soon as possible. Otherwise, if there is any change in Luoyang, there will be no reinforcements at all."

Geng Qing did not understand military affairs and asked randomly, and stupid words such as "Tongguan can also be reinforced." If he was trapped in the plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain and Tongguan was lost, he would directly threaten Chang'an, and the emperor would have to move the capital to take refuge.

On the other side, the prince-consort closed his eyes, folded his hands in front of his abdomen, leaned against the back of the chair, and tapped his fingertips gently, "This change is a bit sudden. People in the court are unhappy and can't choose the right person in a hurry. First, there is prestige, second, qualifications, and third, Tian Shumi, Zheng, and Lu also want to stuff their own people in. Today, the court is full of quarrels, and there is another fight."

Hearing this, Geng Qing's heart was chilling.

This kind of thing is uneven, and it will be difficult to make a choice in a few months. Luoyang is afraid that the troops will be approaching the city at this time. However, if the government affairs are not discussed, he will not talk about it. After hearing the prince-in-law's words, he will get involved in making some suggestions with him, and the nature will change.

He quickly led the chorus to another direction.

"Mr. Concubine, don't you think the chaos of Zhao Yi's army is too coincidental?"

Yu Cong was stunned for a moment, with a smile on his face.

"Geng Langjun thinks so too?"

"Well, this incident reminds me of some things." Geng Qing had thought about Zhao Yijun's chaos at this time before, and suddenly remembered the incident in Feihu County during the conversation.

"I don't know that my son-in-law had an encounter in Feihu County last year. At that time, an assassin in the city assassinated the county lieutenant in the city."

Although Tang Baoer did not explain that experience clearly, Geng Qing had already guessed why what they did, was it that it had many similarities with the death of the governor of the Zhaoyi Army of Luoyang at the moment?

This time, I'm afraid there are more people from Green Forest participating, not just Tang Baoer and the other four.

After listening to Geng Qing's analysis, Yu Cong stroked his beard and fell silent. If the incident of Zhao Yijun had not happened, he would not think that a group of people in the martial arts world could do anything.

But at the moment, the prince consort touched his beard and could only say: "It's a bit troublesome. If the group of people who have made profits of the world are compliments and act in Chang'an again, there will be many officials in the city, so it's hard to be prepared."

He stood up and walked in the room with his hands behind his back, thinking about countermeasures, and asked from time to time that Geng Qing had a way to deal with the people in the martial arts world. He knew that the young man in front of him was not good at learning, but he was good at using tricks. He knew from Zhang Huaiyi and other young masters that some of the things the other party had done in the north were so wonderful.

"Don't worry about the prince-consort alone. It's hard to say whether the thief will assassinate, but once he enters the city, it's definitely not just the prince-consort alone."

"What do you mean, will you also involve Xiang Lu and Xiang Zheng?"

Geng Qing nodded with a smile: "Including Shumi Tian, ​​I heard that he was a eunuch and lived in the palace, but his friends always lived in the city. If anything goes wrong, wouldn't the loss be huge? It just so happened that the prince-in-law could use the hands of these assassins to cut off the court opponents and kill two birds with one stone."

Yu Cong frowned and stared at the young man for a while. Although he admired the young man's tricks, it was too cruel and was not conducive to the situation in the court. He finally shook his head.

"No, if everyone follows the example, then all officials in the court will be in danger, so how can they still have the intention to make a fortune for their family and country!"

Geng Qing bowed his hand and stopped talking.

The prince-consort was still walking around the room. Outside the study, someone suddenly approached the door and whispered outside.

"Mr. Lu Xiang is here."

Geng Qing put down the teacup and frowned slightly. When he looked at the old man who had stopped, Yu Cong waved his hand and asked him to read a book here for a while, "I'll go see Lu Xiang."

Squeak ~

The door opened and then closed gently.

"There are really not many good officials." Geng Qing blew the heat on the mouth of the cup. Outside the window frame, it was almost noon. He sighed, got up and took a brush on the pen holder, dipped it ink in the ink, and took a page of paper casually. He was as heroic as a literary master, and wrote it on it.

After a long time, looking at the crooked content, I tsk my mouth twice, put my pen off the inkstone, took the stone and pressed it into a blank space, opened the door and walked out.

"When the prince-consort saw the distinguished guest, he was unable to stay there, so he said goodbye first."

He came out and said something to a servant who was waiting outside, and then led by the other party to leave the south wing and walked under the eaves outside the middle hall in the front yard. There were few maids and servants around him. They thought they were all sent away and became much quieter. When they passed there, they could vaguely hear the intermittent voices in the middle hall.

"... Zheng Xiang wants to take the Fengxiang Jiedushi himself?"

"Indeed, I received the news this afternoon that he had reported to His Majesty, and the eunuch in Tian actually agreed."

"He wants to stay away from Chang'an?"

"It's unknown, it's hard to conclude."

Geng Qing walked out of the eaves and shook his head. After listening to the brief conversation, the officials in the court were really dissatisfied, and the thief was imminent, and they were still fighting internally. It seemed that he had to prepare a way out, so that the city would break down and the family would suffer and bully.

After leaving the Prince Consort's Mansion, Geng Qing got on the carriage and returned home directly.

.........

It was almost noon when Yu Cong sent an old man named Lu Xie out of the mansion and watched him get on the carriage. When he returned, he remembered that there were still people waiting for him in the study.

He lifted his robe and quickly rushed to the south wing. The servant guarding outside quickly bowed and said, "Master, the Geng Langjun has left first. He left a letter on the table."

"Leave?"

Yu Cong pushed open the door and went in, and saw the paper quietly placed on the table. He spread his hands and carefully swept the hand full of handwriting, and his frown gradually stretched out.

"It's a good plan...it's just...this word is a bit ugly."

hehe.

He chuckled and folded the paper into his sleeve, walked out of the study and went to the backyard, probably to show his wife Princess Guangde, and it should be time to eat.

The skylight rose to the middle, and the prince-consort's mansion went south. The carriage drove through long streets and returned to Yong'anfang. My mother was waiting at the gate of the courtyard and asked happily what he had learned from the prince-consort today. Soon, Qiaoniang diligently fed clean water for washing and put on light regular clothes for him. She talked about Geng Qing's future, and in her impression, the county magistrate would be very big, and it should be bigger than the county magistrate.

The night was deep and the clouds were scattered. The night sky was already dense with stars. The people in the courtyard had already fallen asleep. Thinking of Bai Yunxiang, who looked like a scholar in Geng Qing in the morning, she wore a suit (belly band), exposed her shoulders, back, and underpants on her lower body. She pulled an account book and looked around carefully, and called in a low voice: "Uncle." Then she closed the door and slipped into Geng Qing's room.

Time passed little by little, the sky was shiny, and the door was accompanied by a creaking sound. The beautiful woman with a flushed face slipped out of the room and returned to her room.

The sun shone out in the clouds, and we went to Tongguan a hundred miles away. The troops were frequently mobilized, and we watched nervously as the fugitive teams entered the pass.

Further east, an old man named Liu Yunzhang stood at the top of the city and looked at the end of the world in the distance. A black line was slowly moving and gathering.

He sighed, and his hands trembled and pressed off the cold stone bricks on the wall.

Soon, a bloody battle was about to come.

At the same time, Luoyang went west, and the road was full of fleeing teams, dragging their families and driving donkeys in a steady stream. Among the carriages, a slim woman wearing a hat and sitting on a rice bag, looking at the direction of Chang'an, and clenched her fists excitedly.

The rice bags underneath are hidden swords and weapons.

This time, she is going to kill a high-ranking official, and her fellow travelers are also the master!

The numerable lines of thoughts are clear and unclear, and they are all intertwined above this world at this moment. This day was August of the first year of Guangming, and the prosperous Chang'an in the distance is still singing and dancing to peace.
Chapter completed!