Although Gao Shilian is now old and even serves as an official at home, rarely visiting outsiders, after all, his qualifications and status are there. Even if he is discouraged by Changsun Wuji's betrayal and Qiu Xinggong's betrayal, he still has an influence that cannot be ignored in the court.
force.
Despite the fact that she had taken care of Queen Wende, who was bullied by her stepmother when she was young, she had an unparalleled status in the eyes of His Majesty Li Er.
There are countless disciples and old officials in the court.
If he can get Gao Shilian's support, not only will he be able to suppress Changsun Wuji, but he will also strengthen his reputation...
So on the surface Li Zhi was extremely respectful to Changsun Wuji, but in his heart he had his own little plans.
In short, everything has been aimed at seizing the position of crown prince. There is nothing that cannot be abandoned in this process. As long as you get the permission of your father and ascend the throne in the future, you will have plenty of time to re-establish your prestige and cut off those branches that endanger the imperial power.
Chacha...
Changsun Wuji was also very satisfied with Li Zhi's performance.
He single-handedly pushed Li Zhi to fight for the crown prince, and even placed his close confidants around him. If he really helped Li Zhi to seize the crown prince's position in the future, he would have done the most by Conglong, compared with assisting His Majesty Li Er to ascend the throne.
Even more prominent, civil and military officials in the dynasty, who would not prostrate themselves in front of him?
The first person in the country's dynasty deserves his title.
"In this case, I will ask Gao Jifu to pay a visit to His Highness tomorrow to discuss how to cooperate with His Highness's actions in the future. This person is thoughtful, but also somewhat arrogant and attaches great importance to fame and fortune. His Highness should handle it properly so as to appease his mentality.
, and can rely on its ability.”
Li Zhi understood the idea and said with a smile: "In terms of government affairs, how can I be better than an experienced official like Gao Jifu? I am afraid that the more I talk, the more timid I will be. I still have to trouble my uncle to give him more advice. I still use my strengths and avoid weaknesses.
It’s better not to be laughed at.”
Changsun Wuji was all smiles, becoming more and more satisfied with Li Zhi's performance...
*****
Autumn rain covers Jinling.
The drizzle is like smoke and veil, and it is like a white mist shrouding the ancient capital. The autumn wind sweeps the south of the Yangtze River, and the raindrops as thin as cow hair are also gently drifting in the breeze.
Outside Jinling City, the Xiao Family Bamboo Garden.
Thin raindrops were falling, washing the fresh bamboo leaves even more green. The green bamboo poles were swaying in the breeze and drizzle, and the sparrows were flying low among the bamboos.
A green carriage arrived in front of the Zhuyuan gate in the drizzle. A servant of the Xiao family who had been waiting here quickly stepped forward, opened the curtain, and greeted a middle-aged scribe in the carriage who got out of the carriage. Then the servant held up a
He covered the middle-aged scribe's head with an oil-paper umbrella and let his body get wet from the rain. He walked step by step into the lush bamboo forest, along the path paved with river pebbles, and straight into the simple and elegant main building.
The building is paved with shiny floors. Due to the slight southeasterly wind recently, all the windows on the east side are closed to block the drizzle. The other three sides are open. There is a window in the main hall against the pillars.
Bronze incense burner, sandalwood is burning in the furnace, wisps of light smoke curl up from the incense burner, the cool air is filled with a faint fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.
The middle-aged scribe took off his shoes in front of the hall, stepped on the floor with his white socks and walked into the hall.
The old man with white beard and hair was kneeling on his knees in front of the carved lacquer coffee table in the hall. When he saw the middle-aged scribe, he smiled with a kind look on his face and said, "Your nephew is late!"
The middle-aged scribe stepped forward quickly, bowed his hands to the ground, and saluted respectfully: "Junior Wang Jing, I have met Mr. Xiao!"
The old man was Xiao Jing, the brother of Xiao Yu, the Duke of Song Dynasty, and the head of the Xiao family in Lanling. He smiled warmly, waved his hands, and sighed: "The people who have subjugated their country are just a few years older, how dare they be subject to the Marquis of Jinyang County?"
Such a great gift? The old man is about to die and his body is inconvenient. Sir, please take a seat. No need to be more polite."
"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey my orders. I'm being rude."
Wang Jing then stood up, lifted his robe, and knelt down respectfully in front of Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing looked at his face and saw that he was fair-skinned, with three long strands of beard neatly trimmed under his chin, sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and a graceful demeanor. He was worthy of being the eldest son and grandson of the Wang family in Taiyuan. This kind of temperament was definitely not something ordinary people could cultivate, so he couldn't help but nodded secretly.
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There was a pot of tea and two earthenware teacups on the carved lacquer coffee table. Xiao Jing raised her hand to signal. Seeing Wang Jing bow slightly and thank him, then he took the teapot and poured the tea.
You being able to go to Jiangnan in person is really beyond my expectation."
It is true that Wang Jing's status is too noble.
His ancestor, Wang Sizheng, had a tall appearance and a strong mind. He served as an official in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Wanqi Chounu, Su Qin Mingda and others caused rebellion in Guanzhong. Wang Sizheng followed Wang Yuanhao of Beihai and led an army to conquer. He also participated in the army's deliberation and served as an aide, which made him famous.
Later, he supported Emperor Xiaowu of the Northern Wei Dynasty and ascended the throne. He had the merit of following the dragon and gradually gained momentum. He was granted the title of Duke of Taiyuan.
In the fourteenth year of the reign of Emperor Datong, Wang Sizheng, who had already entered the Feng Te Jin, served as minister Zuopushe, Xingtai, governor, and governor of Jingzhou, led his army to garrison Yingchuan to resist the 100,000-strong army of the Eastern Wei Dynasty. He held on for several days despite internal and external troubles, and killed many enemies.
Wan, eventually exhausted and captured, this battle made Wang Sizheng famous all over the world.
Wang Jing's father, Wang Yuanxun, was the eldest son of Wang Sizheng. He guarded Yingchuan with him and was defeated and captured.
The ancestor of their branch is Wang Yun, Situ of the Eastern Han Dynasty. They have pure blood. Even Wang Gui's branch cannot compare...
How could Xiao Jing not be surprised when such an important figure who was destined to become the future head of the Wang family in Taiyuan came to Jiangnan in person?
Wang Jing, on the other hand, was unfazed and poured tea slowly, then gently pushed one of the cups in front of Xiao Jing. He picked up the cup in front of him, took it to the end, took a slight sniff, took a sip of tea, and closed his eyes slightly in his mouth.
After tasting the tea soup, he later praised: "Good tea!"
Xiao Jing smiled and said nothing.
Wang Jing then put down his tea cup and said calmly: "Younger generations should walk more and see more. If you are trapped in the pass all day long and fail to appreciate the situation, how can you meet the heroes of the world?"
Xiao Jing shook her head, stared at him and said: "A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. Although Jiangnan has been much more peaceful in recent years, due to the limited terrain, there are many rivers and ravines deep in the mountains and swamps, and there are still mountain bandits, Dalang
As the legitimate son of the Wang family in Taiyuan, you are now married to His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin. It would be really disappointing if such a noble status were to be compromised."
Wang Jing's eyes flickered, unsure of the intention of Xiao Jing's words. Was it an exhortation or a warning?
However, his expression remained as usual and he said with emotion: "Thank you for your concern, senior, but fate is determined by God. Life and death, blessings and misfortunes, how can a mortal avoid it? Even a small puddle on the roadside, if you fall down accidentally, can kill you.
Is it possible that we can still stop walking? Since all these things are inevitable, it is better to face them directly. I will try my best to do my best. As the saying goes, what is planned depends on man and what is done is determined by God. It is nothing more than this. "
Xiao Jing drooped her eyelids and did not answer.
The hall fell into silence, and the rain falling outside the window made a soft rustling sound on the bamboo leaves, which sounded extremely clear.
After a while, Xiao Jing sighed, picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup and said, "Why bother with things that are just outside your body?"
Wang Jing was not surprised at all by this meaningless sentence. He just smiled and asked, "Senior, do you know why I am here?"
Xiao Jing said angrily: "The future head of the Wang family in Taiyuan has traveled thousands of miles to come to the south of the Yangtze River despite all the dangers. What else could he do? It's probably just the goods and farming industry that he promised to Fang Jun, and now he regrets it.
That’s it, otherwise we just need to send a cashier to take over.”
Wang Jing sat upright and did not comment. He just looked at Xiao Jing and asked slowly: "Can the Xiao family of Lanling become the secret support of the Wang family of Taiyuan and work together to plan big things?"
He seems to have an elegant temperament and a gentle personality, but his way of doing things is like a sword unsheathed, going straight and without any change. Even an old fox like Xiao Jing, who has lived for decades and experienced countless ups and downs, is stunned.
At first, he came to Jiangnan just because Wang Jing personally came to Jiangnan. It was because the Wang family went back on their word and was unwilling to smoothly hand over the goods and real estate they had promised to Fang Jun. Of course, it was not because of the Taiyuan Wang family's petty ambitions, but because the prince and the Jin Dynasty had already been involved.
The battle for the throne of the king.
But I didn't expect that there would be a step to win over the Jiangnan nobles...
Xiao Jing smoothed his snow-white beard, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly: "The Xiao family in Lanling lives alone in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, far away from the capital. It is helpless to help the struggle between the DPRK and China, and it is even more unwilling to interfere. What's more, the Xiao family and the Yue Kingdom
The Duke is related by marriage. If Da Lang regrets and does not want to hand over the goods and property to the Duke of Yue, I am afraid that I will have to denounce the Duke of Yue."
Wang Jing's expression remained as usual and he didn't care at all. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Dare I ask, is this the final answer of the Lanling Xiao family?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Jing's hand stroking his beard gradually stopped, and a bright light flashed in his originally dim eyes.
threaten me?!
His rickety back slowly straightened, his old eyes stared at Wang Jing, and he said word by word: "You deserve an old man's answer?"