After sending Zhou Ning back to the Imperial Academy, Yang Xuang was stopped when he wanted to go back.
"I'll give you a diagnosis and treatment."
Zhou Ning took out the acupuncture box.
Yang Xuan trembled and said, "Aning, I'm very fine, I'm not sick."
Zhou Ning frowned, "If you are sick or not, please diagnose and treat me."
"Lie down!"
Yang Xuan lay on the table and then began to diagnose and treat him.
"I'm a little angry." Zhou Ning warned: "Drink more water."
"Don't she know why the young man is so angry?" Suzaku smiled ambiguously, "Poor little chicken."
After leaving the Imperial College, Yang Xuan walked slowly on Zhuque Street.
"Zitai!"
Yang Xuan turned around and immediately smiled as warmly as if he were seeing a close friend.
"Brother Liang!"
Seeing the much more dignified Liang Jing dismounting, the two hugged each other.
"Long time no see, why don't you go look for me?" Liang Jing was like a resentful woman.
"I have to settle the matter first before I can meet Brother Liang." Yang Xuan answered accurately, and finally asked: "Is the queen okay?"
Liang Jing nodded, "The empress is naturally fine, but the evil woman in the palace is aggressive."
"Queen?"
"right."
The two found a place to drink.
"I know what happened to you in Northern Xinjiang." Liang Jing said happily: "You have given me face, where do you want to go this time? Do you want to change to a better place?"
"No." Yang Xuan shook his head, "If we change places just after we have started to improve, others will say that the empress's people are gold-plated."
Liang Jing looked at him and patted his shoulder hard for a long time, "Good brother!"
After a heavy drink, Liang Jing clapped his hands.
Two girls came in, both quite pretty.
"This is what I prepared for you, brother." Liang Jing smiled ambiguously, "Just take it back to warm the quilt."
Yang Xuan shook his head and said sternly: "The skills I practice are not good at releasing Yang Qi before the age of sixteen."
"That's it!" Liang Jing was quite disappointed.
Later, when the two broke up, Suzaku asked: "When will you turn sixteen?"
"Soon."
Liang Jing entered the palace all the way.
"Your Majesty, let Mr. Liang go in."
Liang Jing is now a doctor in the Ministry of Rites.
Entering the palace, the imperial concubine was playing with the cat and raised her eyes and said, "What are you busy with, brother, these days?"
Liang Jing saluted, "There is a lot of excitement in Northern Xinjiang these days, so I paid close attention to it. Madam, Zhang Chumao wants to plan for the post of military envoy of Northern Xinjiang."
"High official in the border area!" The imperial concubine caressed her pet gently and said calmly: "He is Yang's son-in-law. I think the queen will be very proud of him."
Liang Jing sneered and said: "It is said to be a great victory, but I am a little confused. Zhang Chumao has been extremely mediocre in southern Xinjiang for many years. Why can he be completely new and reborn when he comes to northern Xinjiang... This must be a plan of four surnames in the family. They want to have a position in the army.
I am one of my own. Madam, what do you mean, Your Majesty?"
The empress pinched the cat's neck and pulled it gently, with a hint of warning in her bright eyes, "No need to ask."
"yes."
Later, a chamberlain came to the emperor.
"Your Majesty, Liang Jing wanted to inquire about Your Majesty's attitude towards Zhang Chumao, but the imperial concubine refused."
"Know the general idea." The emperor said calmly.
"Your Majesty." Han Shitou came in, "His Royal Highness, I would like to see you."
The emperor nodded.
Han Shitou went out, and outside the palace, the slightly fat Prince Li Jing stood respectfully, almost standing with his hands tied.
Han Shitou said: "Your Highness, please come with your servant."
After entering the hall, Li Jing saluted.
"I've seen Aye."
The emperor raised his eyes and said calmly: "What have you been busy with recently?"
Li Jing said: "I have recently made acquaintance with several great Confucian scholars with exquisite knowledge. I have been discussing knowledge with them recently and have benefited a lot."
The emperor nodded, then looked down at the memorial and said nonchalantly: "Go and learn. If you don't understand, ask questions."
"Yes." Li Jing agreed happily, as if the emperor's words to him were a great gift. Even a blind man could feel the admiration on his face.
Han Shitou said from the side: "Your Majesty is busy with affairs."
Li Jing knelt down and saluted, "I take my leave."
"Go ahead."
Han Shitou sent Li Jing out without any sign of contempt.
Everyone knew that the prince was not valued by the emperor, and it was evident that some proud servants even dared to go to the East Palace to extort money.
But Han Shitou did not dare to underestimate the prince.
Li Jing is twenty-seven years old, and he still studies Confucianism all day long. He seems mediocre. Can a person who gave his princess to his father with both hands be mediocre?
The so-called hatred of seizing a wife is irreconcilable.
But the prince still walked in and out of the palace with a gentle smile.
This is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
A waiter hurried over.
"What's the matter?"
The chamberlain said: "Liao Jin, deputy envoy of Northern Xinjiang Festival, is coming soon."
Han Shitou looked at the dim sky and thought that driving like crazy in such weather would be a punishment. Liao Jin's attitude would definitely please the emperor.
The chamberlain said casually: "By the way, what did someone say... Taiping County has also reported victory, so I'll come and ask about it when the time comes."
Han Shitou's eyebrows moved slightly, "Taiping County?"
The chamberlain laughed and said: "Young Master Han, don't you know that the county magistrate is a member of the imperial concubine. This time he guarded the grain road and defeated the foreign cavalry. Four hundred defeated eight hundred! Those people seemed to be some kind of criminals, called a death camp.
Tsk! That county magistrate is really fierce..."
Han Shitou stood there, looking calmly into the distance.
Slowly make a fist with your right hand, and wave it vigorously where no one else can see it.
Those reddish eyes were frighteningly red at the moment.
…
Today, dozens of riders came to the post station, which is more than 20 miles away from Chang'an City.
It was drizzling in the sky, and the group of people were wearing bamboo hats and raincoats.
Yi Cheng came out to greet him, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen you all."
Two sergeants stepped forward and said, "Hurry up and arrange the charcoal fire."
who is this?
Yi Cheng responded with a smile and asked: "This is..."
Accommodation must be registered, otherwise the money and food spent will make Yi Cheng commit suicide by hitting the wall.
A person came up from behind and lifted his bamboo hat a little higher, "I am the deputy envoy of Northern Xinjiang Festival, Liao Jin."
Yi Cheng saluted and said, "I will make arrangements immediately."
Immediately there was a rush of activity in the post station, and no one noticed that the postmaster arrived at the back of the post station and looked for a man.
"Liao Jin is here."
The man smiled, "We will remember you well."
Yi Cheng came back and personally made charcoal fire and sent it over.
"It's so cold that my bones are so cold."
Liao Jin rubbed his hands, his face covered with frost.
After dinner, he sat by the brazier in a daze.
"Deputy Ambassador." Someone knocked on the door outside.
"What's the matter?" Liao Jin rubbed his eyes.
The door opened, and the sergeant accompanying him said, "There is someone asking to see you, saying he is an old friend of the deputy envoy."
Liao Jin asked: "Who?"
"Old man!"
A man wearing a bamboo hat, a raincoat, and a face scarf came in. He pulled the face scarf down, and Liao Jin was startled, "You..."
"Please close the door."
Liao Jin nodded and then closed the door.
Liao Jin looked at the man with more confusion in his eyes, "Why is Chang'an so anxious to recruit me? Duke Xu Guogong came to the inn at night, but I had some guesses..."
The man was Zhang Chumao, "Deputy Envoy Liao, you have had a hard time on this trip. I am asking you to return to Chang'an this time because there is something I want you to testify about."
Liao Jin smiled and said: "What about the great victory?"
"You are indeed a smart man." Zhang Chumao nodded, "If I serve as the military envoy to Northern Xinjiang, I am willing to support Deputy Envoy Liao in his meritorious service."
"I don't want the credit."
"Then what do you want?"
"reason!"
Zhang Chumao looked at him and suddenly smiled, very happily.
"You want reason?" Zhang Chumao said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you that your son made a big mistake and accepted a bribe of more than 30,000 yuan."
Liao Jin was stunned.
The son is an official in another place, and it is rare for the father and son to see each other. Every time they exchange letters, they are very good. But I didn't expect...
He couldn't verify this, and he didn't need to verify it.
Liao Jin raised his eyes and asked calmly, "What do you want?"
Zhang Chumao moved his neck, and the raindrops on his bamboo hat dripped down. He said solemnly: "As long as I have a great victory and success, I swear here, this matter will sink to the bottom of the sea, otherwise my family will die without a burial place. No way...
…The children in my family are all spoiled and pampered. If they were exiled somewhere, I would be heartbroken."
Liao Jin was silent.
Zhang Chumao smiled and said, "Huang Chunhui is old, but your qualifications are not enough to take over as Jiedushi. If you change to someone who doesn't know the truth, how will he treat you?"
Liao Jin rubbed his eyebrows and lowered his head.
The corners of Zhang Chumao's mouth raised slightly, "So, I'm looking forward to having a drink with you in Northern Xinjiang, so I'll take my leave."
He opened the door and went out, and a gust of cold wind swept in.
Liao Jin sat there, silent.
…
Zhao Sanfu came early in the morning.
"Liao Jin will arrive in Chang'an in the morning."
Yang Xuan stood under the tree, remembering the lively time when the family was here.
"Zhang Chumao is silent?"
Zhao Sanfu shook his head, "I didn't keep an eye on him."
"Damn it, will Zhang Chumao be indifferent?"
Yang Xuan knew that Zhang Chumao’s victory was a fraud, but there was no evidence!
If you want to find evidence on this matter, the best witnesses are the generals at the vanguard.
Zhao Sanfu shook his head, "He will not remain indifferent, but who can prove that his victory is fake?"
He had a lot to do, so he left immediately.
"No one cares about this?" Suzaku asked.
"The four surnames of a family are at their peak, and the emperor's attitude is unclear. Who cares? Whoever cares is their enemy."
Near noon, Liao Jin entered the city.
He didn't stop for a moment and went straight into the palace to ask for an audience.
Someone came from the palace and asked Yang Xuan to enter the palace.
This is the first time Yang Xuan goes to see the emperor, no, the false emperor.
"Jing Ke stabs the King of Qin and kills him!" Zhuque was a little excited, "Let's use a beheading tactic, and then the world will be in chaos, and you will use the banner of Fengtian to appease the people... Hahaha!"
All the way to the outside of the palace city, Yang Xuan couldn't help but ponder the terrain and the most convenient way to attack.
"Follow me."
Following the servants and watching the situation in the palace, Yang Xuan imagined the scene of walking in the palace with filial piety to the emperor.
When we arrived outside the main hall, Liao Jin had already arrived first.
"Deputy Ambassador Liao." Yang Xuan saluted.
Liao Jin said gently: "Young people should cheer up, but they should not be impulsive."
Does he want to compromise?
Yang Xuan's heart became cold.
A chamberlain came out, but it was Han Shitou, whom he had met once.
Han Shitou said calmly: "Follow us."
The two of them went in one after the other.
The prime ministers and ministers are all there.
Zhang Chumao was also there, looking humble, probably because he had just been praised.
The emperor...the fake emperor looked calm, but his cheeks actually had fat, which showed that he was living a good life.
Left phase, right phase...
Yang Xuan glanced at these important ministers with a startled glance, and then lowered his head.
The emperor said calmly: "Everyone is here, how is this great victory? Let me ask you."
Zheng Qi smiled, "Xu Guogong has made great achievements in battle, there is no doubt about it."
Wang Douxiang said coldly: "The good news is that Xu Guogong killed more than a thousand enemies in this battle and lost three thousand."
"The Northern Liao Dynasty was fierce, and the forwards underestimated the enemy, so that they suffered a lot of losses at the beginning of the battle. Later, the soldiers sacrificed their lives, and I led the army to arrive, and the enemy army was defeated."
Zhang Chumao said regretfully.
What an acting skill!
Yang Xuan thought of the movies and TV dramas he watched, and the so-called movie king had no choice but to bow down in front of Xu Guogong.
But it is understandable that others are just acting like a fan, but this person is acting like a murderer.
Wang Douxiang said: "Northern Xinjiang should know about this. Deputy Envoy Liao is here. Please help us clear up our doubts."
Liao Jin took a step forward.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on him.
Zhang Chumao looked at him with a smile, his smile was particularly gentle.
Wang Douxiang's eyes flashed and he cursed in his heart. If Zhang Chumao didn't feel guilty, he would just be indifferent and there was no need to look at Liao Jin.
When he looked at it this way, it was clear that there was a ghost.
Liao Jin was convinced by him!?
Yang Songcheng looked at Chen Shen and smiled very calmly.
Chen Shen rarely questioned the authenticity of Zhang Chumao's victory, otherwise Zhang Chumao would have already set off with the title of Northern Xinjiang Envoy at this moment.
But what's the use of blocking it for a while?
Yang Songcheng had been planning this matter for a long time, so he asked Zhang Chumao to lead the army to retaliate against Beiliao. But Zhang Chumao, an idiot, failed to live up to his expectations and lost all his troops in the first battle.
If not, how could he have found out the fault of Liao Jin's son, and then ordered Zhang Chumao to find Liao Jin, and accomplished this through threats and inducements.
Chen Shen glanced at Yang Songcheng, his eyes calm, like a deep old well.
Liao Jin took a deep breath and said slowly:
"In November of the third year of Daqian, Xu Guogong led an army of 50,000 to attack, and then encountered the Northern Liao army."
The corners of Zhang Chumao's mouth curled up. At this moment, he was extremely happy that he had married a woman from the Yingchuan Yang family. Even if he didn't like that woman with many rules, he had no shortage of women, so he just had to provide for that woman.
Liao Jin continued: "The army returned five days later and immediately won the victory. The scouts from Northern Xinjiang have been cruising around during this battle and learned what happened..."
Zhang Chumao thought that Liao Jin was about to become his deputy, so he inevitably made some plans. When Liao Jin's son turned around, he would have to be led to a worse place. It would be best if he had all five poisons. In this way, Liao Jin would naturally obey him in the future.
Northern Xinjiang can become monolithic.
Liao Jin glanced at him.
"The scout reported that the vanguard of this battle encountered the Northern Liao Army and was defeated at the first touch, and then was defeated and collapsed..."
What does he mean?
Zhang Chumao squinted his eyes, waiting for the follow-up.
Liao Jin raised his head, his eyes bright, "Last night, I was staying at the post house. Someone found me and said that I was corrupt and would be exiled. If I prove that the victory is true today, I will be exempted from punishment. I can't sleep at night, and the country and
Home, which one is more important?"
Yang Songcheng glanced at the important ministers, his eyes were so cold that they could freeze someone to death.
You idiot!
Zhang Chumao was trembling all over.
Liao Jin said categorically: "During this expedition, Duke Xu was defeated!"
The hall was as quiet as in the ancestral temple, and everyone was like a memorial tablet, as silent as a stone.
