As the great Sima of the Han Dynasty, Feng had some privileges after all.
For example, as long as the key to Weiyang Palace is released, he can enter and exit the palace at any time to meet the emperor.
Unlike other ministers who want to meet His Majesty, they have to wait at Beique.
Only after His Majesty issued an edict to summon him could he enter the palace under the leadership of Xiao Huangmen.
As for Feng Da Sima, even Zhao Tong, the general of the imperial army who was guarding the palace gate, saw this man entering the palace with such swagger, he just gave a military salute:
"I have met Da Sima."
Feng Da Sima stopped and looked at the big man, the strong and brave Zhonglang Governor, and asked with a smile:
"Is Governor Zhao on duty today?"
As the eldest son of General Zhao, Zhao Tong assumed the title of Marquis Shunping after General Zhao died of illness.
His title is indeed quite high, but his reputation is far inferior to that of his younger brother Zhao Guang, who has a courtesy name of three thousand.
"Back to Da Sima, exactly."
Feng Dasima nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
After all, the Forbidden Army was directly subordinate to the Emperor and only obeyed the Emperor's orders. Even if Feng Da Sima controlled the internal and external military affairs, he had no right to interfere.
So he just said:
"I haven't seen my aunt (namely Zhao Mashi) for a long time. I wonder if her health is okay?"
"Thank you for your concern, Master Sima. My mother is in good health."
"That's good. I would also like to ask Governor Zhao to send his greetings on behalf of Yong."
"Dare you refuse to accept your fate?"
The two chatted casually for a few words. At this time, from a distance, they saw Huang Hu, the eunuch next to Adou, jogging towards this side.
Before anyone arrived, the voice came:
"Da Sima, Da Sima! Your Majesty has invited me, please follow me quickly."
Seeing that His Majesty had sent his most trusted eunuchs, Zhao Tong quickly saluted again:
"I dare not delay Grand Sima any longer in discussing state affairs with His Majesty. General, please leave first."
Feng Da Sima nodded and walked towards Huang Hu.
Watching the two people getting closer, you can still hear Feng Dashima's laughter:
"Housekeeper Huang, why do I need you to come here in person?"
Zhao Tong's eyes were a little complicated. Who would have expected that Feng Dianzi, who was called a prodigal son at the beginning, would now be someone he needs to look up to?
Erlang...what a blessing!
He sighed inaudibly, and then led the people away.
Huang Hu wiped away the sweat that he didn't know existed, and showed a flattering smile on his fair and fat face:
"When he learned that Feng Da Sima was going to the palace to discuss matters, His Majesty couldn't wait for a moment and asked the villain to rush over on the spot."
As he spoke, Huang Hu took a step closer, with the fragrance of high-end soap, without the disgusting smell of urine:
"Your Majesty misses Da Sima very much."
Feng Dasima laughed:
"I miss Your Majesty very much too."
"Da Sima, please follow me."
"Please, Mr. Huang."
When they were walking around, Feng Da Sima smiled and asked seemingly unintentionally:
"Housekeeper Huang, how is your Majesty feeling today?"
Upon hearing this question, Huang Hu sighed sadly:
"How is your majesty feeling? Don't you know, Grand Sima? The general's condition has worsened recently and he is unable to take charge."
"Although Fei Shangshu Ling is also a capable person, there are many things that he cannot make his own decisions on. Therefore, His Majesty has been very tired these days and is naturally not in a good mood."
Having said this, his spirit was lifted again:
"No, when I heard that Da Sima was coming, I was immediately overjoyed. It's precisely because Da Sima can relieve your majesty's depression."
Hearing this, Feng Da Sima couldn't help laughing again and pointed at him:
"No wonder His Majesty keeps you by his side. Your ability to speak is hard to come by."
Huang Hu followed and laughed.
There is no one who can reach the secret path, and it is not as good as you, Da Sima. If not, why can't I explain it to His Majesty with clever words and persuasion at this time?
During the Qin and Han Dynasties, the main hall of the Great Chao Dynasty in the palace was called the "front hall".
The front hall of Weiyang Palace is the main building of Weiyang Palace.
The front hall is divided into three main halls: front, middle and back. The middle hall is the main hall among the main halls.
The emperor's enthronement, important court meetings, royal weddings and funerals and other ceremonies were all held here.
The emperor would not handle daily affairs here, but in the Xuanshi Hall, which was also the main room where the emperor lived.
Huang Hu led Feng Da Sima around the front hall and came to the Xuanshi Hall.
Before entering the Xuanshi Hall, Feng Dasima seemed to remember something and said casually:
"Housekeeper Huang, a batch of fresh goods seems to have arrived at Chang'an's warehouse recently. If you are free one day, you can go there for a walk."
"If someone likes it, just tell them directly. The price is easy to negotiate."
When Huang Hu heard this, he immediately beamed:
"Definitely! I have thanked Da Sima first."
A person like Da Sima, a god, would naturally not be contaminated by such things.
But Huang Hu, I am a villain!
I have loved these rare things all my life.
I don’t take it for nothing, I buy it with money and it’s a fair deal.
With joy in his heart, even when he entered the announcement room and told Adou, his voice was a little cheerful:
"Your Majesty, Da Sima is here!"
Fatty Liu, who was reviewing the memorials with a gloomy face, immediately threw away the memorials in his hand after hearing this!
At the same time, the sadness on his face was replaced by a look of joy:
"Quick, please come in."
Taking off his shoes and untying his sword, Feng Da Sima rubbed his face, his face turned into a look of joy, and then he could barely walk into the announcement room, and was about to shout loudly.
Who would have expected that the happy voice of my brother-in-law came from ahead:
"Mingwen, are you here? Come on, come and sit here."
When other people saw the emperor, they would run into a trot. But when Da Sima Feng saw his brother-in-law, it was the emperor who greeted him in the room.
"I, Yong, pay homage to Your Majesty..."
"Okay, okay, how many times have I told you, don't be formal, come on, sit down quickly."
Fatty Liu pointed to the seat closest to him, "Sit here."
"My lord, thank you, Your Majesty."
"There are no outsiders. I told you not to be formal."
Fatty Liu waved his hand and drove everyone off, leaving only a yellow beard.
"Mingwen rarely visits the palace these days, so why do you have time to come here today? But something is wrong?"
For some reason, the emperor of the Han family always felt that no matter what happened, just talking to his brother-in-law would keep people in a happy mood.
These days, political affairs have been extremely complicated, making the emperor, who likes peace and quiet, feel extremely tired.
So when I heard that my brother-in-law was coming, I couldn't help but feel happy.
"Your Majesty, what a happy event!"
Feng Da Sima's face showed three points of intimacy, three points of respect, and four parts of happiness. He leaned slightly towards Fatty Liu to show his naturalness:
"There is good news coming from the east."
Fatty Liu was delighted: "Oh? Is there really a happy event?"
Look, I said, when my brother-in-law comes, no matter what happens, he always makes me feel happy.
"What's going on in the east?"
"Your Majesty, Sima Yi's son Sima Zhao has arrived in Chang'an, and Yong has already met him."
"Huh? Then Sima Zhao, his movements are so fast?" Adou was a little surprised when he heard this.
Sima Zhao is coming over, and there has been a message from Taiyuan for a long time.
Adou naturally knew it too.
It's just that now Adou can't even dream of becoming an emperor. He is busy reviewing memorials sent from the Chancellor's desk every day.
I have been sleeping in Xuanshi Hall these days, and I don't even have time to go to the Queen's side.
How can you still have time to care about a mere Sima Zhao?
Did you know that the emperor of the Han family was very busy?
If Sima Yi came in person, the emperor of the Han family might be in the mood to ask questions.
Sima Zhao was just the son of Sima Yi, and he didn't even have the title of messenger. How could he get into the eyes of the Han emperor?
Being able to be visited by Da Sima in person would be regarded as giving him face.
I just didn't expect that this person could actually deliver such good news that even Da Sima said he was happy?
This made Fatty Liu even more curious:
"Tell me, tell me clearly and carefully."
"Your Majesty, according to what Sima Zhao said, his father Sima Yi wants to give up Luoyang."
The voice was so low that if Huang Hu hadn't listened with his ears straight up, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.
But this whisper sounded like thunder in Fatty Liu's ears.
"ah?"
But seeing Fatty Liu's mouth open and unable to close, his chubby face was full of disbelief and suspicion, and even the eyes in his eyes became dull and suddenly lost focus.
After a long time, Fatty Liu turned his neck mechanically, trying hard to adjust the focus so that he could fully focus on Feng Dashima:
"No, Mingwen, what did you just say? I seem to have misunderstood."
Feng Dasima smiled slightly and repeated it again:
"Your Majesty, I say that Sima Yi wants to return all his troops to Hebei and give up Luoyang."
This time I heard it clearly, but Fatty Liu still couldn’t believe it:
"Seriously? Mingwen, do you know that I'm tired these days, so why don't you joke with me?"
"My lord, how dare you joke with His Majesty about such a national event?"
After Fatty Liu confirmed again and again, he got a positive answer again and again, confirming that the matter was true.
His round body began to tremble immediately, especially his lower lip, which was trembling uncontrollably and moving up and down densely.
"Ming, Ming, Ming, Mingwen..."
Fatty Liu pushed himself up hard, trying to get up towards Feng Da Sima.
Unexpectedly, he was too excited and his body became a little weak. In addition, his body was a little too heavy. He couldn't hold it up even with his hands.
"Bah!"
"Boom!"
The dignified emperor of the Han family lay down on the table in a somewhat embarrassed state.
"Oh, Your Majesty!"
Huang Hu, who was standing by the curtain, took a look and ran over quickly, trying to help the emperor up, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
"Get away!"
Fatty Liu pushed Huang Hu away, then stretched out an arm, "Mingwen, come here and give me a hand."
Huang Hu:……
Feng Da Sima quickly stepped forward and helped his brother-in-law up.
If he hadn't been in battle for a long time and had toiled his muscles and bones every day, and had some strength, it would be really not easy to lift this fat man up.
Then Fatty Liu held Feng Da Sima's arms tightly:
"Clear text, clear text!"
There was a faint reflection of water in his eyes, "We are going to regain the old capital of Luoyang, right? Right? Right?"
Feeling that his arms were about to be bruised, Feng Da Sima didn't dare to let go, so he could only forcefully smile with his teeth bared:
"Your Majesty is right, we don't have to wait any longer, we can already recover Luoyang."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Fatty Liu suddenly laughed, finally let go of Feng Da Sima's arm, then hugged Feng Da Sima's neck tightly, and said with tears of joy:
"Mingwen, this is the best news I have heard since I moved the capital to Chang'an!"
Although Luoyang has long been in the possession of the big man, under such circumstances, hearing about it suddenly still made Fatty Liu, an old boy, burst into tears.
That was Luoyang, the old capital of the Han Dynasty!
After regaining Luoyang, he could confidently dig his own imperial tomb a hundred years from now in the north of Chang'an.
You can feel proud when you enter the ancestral temple, and you no longer have to explain to your ancestors why there is only one Chang'an after regaining the old capital.
Isn’t it too much to write about Emperor Zhaowu of the Han Dynasty in the history books of later generations?
Even Cao Rui dared to establish a temple title during his lifetime. What’s wrong with me having a sweet dream during my lifetime?
Just as Fatty Liu was daydreaming and dreaming, he heard Feng Da Sima's breathing coming from his ears:
"Cough, cough, Your Majesty, please loosen up a little. You're tightening it too tightly. I can't breathe."
Damn, why is this damn fat guy so heavy?
"Oh, oh, oh, I didn't pay attention."
Fatty Liu then reluctantly let go of Feng Da Sima, but immediately held his hand and asked with some hesitation:
"Mingwen, is Sima Yi really so generous? Could it be a fraud?"
Feng Da Sima tried hard to adjust his breathing, and then smiled:
"Your Majesty, how can Sima Yi be so generous? He must have conditions, but even if he is deceitful, what does it matter?"
"With the elite soldiers and generals I have now, how can I still be afraid that I won't be able to capture Luoyang? Your Majesty, please rest assured."
"That's good, that's good." Fatty Liu finally let go of Feng Da Sima's hand, took two steps back and forth, and rubbed his hands repeatedly.
When he finally came to his senses, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do next.
After a while, he stopped and turned around again and asked:
"It is clearly stated that Sima Yi has conditions? What conditions are they?"
When Feng Da Sima told Jingxing Shang Dao, Fatty Liu was even more surprised:
"That's it?"
Just give it to him!
Not to mention selling, but just sending some goods to express gratitude, that is also negotiable.
After all, Sima Yi is not named Cao.
On the contrary, he is the auxiliary minister of the puppet Wei Dynasty. As long as he is willing to change sides and surrender with courtesy, can I still not tolerate him?
"Your Majesty, how could Sima Yi be that simple?"
Seeing how grand his brother-in-law was, Feng Da Sima quickly explained Sima Yi's plan in detail.
After hearing this, Fatty Liu immediately took a breath:
"I only thought that Sima Yi wanted a way out, but I didn't expect that he had such a plan."
He looked at Feng Da Sima:
"Fortunately, Mingwen saw through his plan."
Then he frowned again:
"So, Luoyang really can't be taken for free..."
Feng Dasima smiled slightly from the side:
"Your Majesty, it's easy to get it."
"Oh?" Seeing Feng Da Sima's appearance, Liu Tianzi suddenly became convinced.
That's right, my brother-in-law has always been far-sighted. Since he can see through Sima Yi's plan, he must have a countermeasure.
"How will Mingwen respond? Tell me quickly."
Feng Dasima grinned again.
It was obvious that the hot summer had begun, but Emperor Liu suddenly felt a chill for no reason.
"Huang Hu, go and lower the curtain, the wind is blowing in."
Huang Hu responded and walked over there, with a puzzled look on his face:
The curtains are obviously always lowered, and there is no wind?