When Yang Hao's word "adopted father" evoked Li Guangcen's affection for Chen Feng's father for many years and made the old man cry, Zhao Kuangyin was still sitting at his desk under a candle in the Imperial Palace in the Forbidden Palace of Kaifeng Mansion in the Song Dynasty.
Handle prisoner matters.
Xiang Qiang, a party in the northwest, rebelled again. Li Guangrui fell ill in Xiazhou and news of Zhe Yuxun sending troops to Fuzhou came one by one. He understood that the three major vassal towns in the northwest were intending to join forces to resist his move to reduce the vassal. At this time,
The time was far from ripe for launching force in the northwest, and his army could not stay there for long, so he had no choice but to send his troops back east.
At this time, he had only been back in Kaifeng for a few days. Because he had a large number of memorials to deal with, his daily schedule was very tight. Every morning at dawn, he would watch the court and listen to the government in Chui Gong Hall, and discuss with officials the people's livelihood and economy in various places.
Military affairs.
After the court meeting, he returned to the inner court to have a meal. After changing his clothes, he went to the Yanhe Hall to visit the court. He received the "Taiwan Admonishers" who were responsible for commenting and discussing the government, as well as the "Agents" who were the emperor's advisors, and the "Zhou Ma" who was equivalent to the Independent Commission Against Corruption.
"Accept". Leave blank and go over some memorials that need to be dealt with immediately.
In the afternoon, we will have a "Jing Yan" session and listen to lectures by the bachelors. This "Jing Yan" is not a major military and national event. Originally, it would be okay to suspend it for a few days. However, Zhao Kuangyin knew very well that being able to mount a horse to conquer the world may not necessarily be able to mount a horse to calm the world and govern the world.
You have to rely on knowledge. If you only have force, you can only be militaristic externally and have no domestic economy, making the people miserable. Therefore, as soon as you return to the capital, the sutra feast will be resumed immediately and will not stop for a day.
Since there were too many memorials to be processed, which took up a lot of time, the "Sutra Banquet" was also postponed to a later date, so that his "Consideration" every afternoon could only be moved to the evening.
The so-called consideration of prisoners is the final judgment of cases sentenced to death. Since the middle of the Tang Dynasty, the system of review of the death penalty has become a dead letter. Murder has become nothing more than a piece of cake for those in power. As a result, discipline has been corrupted and human lives are often ignored.
Yes. Now that this system has been re-implemented, a tick of the ink pen can mean a life. How dare Zhao Kuangyin be careless, so he reads all the case records and confessions very seriously.
It was getting late, and all the chamberlains knew that Zhang Dejun tiptoed out of the Yanhe Hall, stood on the steps and waved to a small yellow gate, and said: "The official is reviewing the prisoner papers, and will have a rest soon. Go and order the imperial meal."
Room ready.”
"Yes, I'll go right now." The little yellow gatekeeper agreed and left in a hurry. Zhang Dejun turned around and was about to enter the palace when he saw a little yellow gatekeeper holding a palace lantern in front of him, and a person walking behind him with steady steps.
, none other than Zhao Guangyi, the governor of Kaifeng.
Kaifeng in the Song Dynasty is a city that never sleeps. The gates of the four cities are not closed, and the people operate day and night. The rules of the ban are also lax. The palace gates are locked very late, and sometimes they are not even locked.
Can enter and exit the restricted area.
Zhao Guangyi walked so calmly these few steps, one step at a time, as if he was a scholar. In fact, he didn't want to walk like this, but the official hat of the Song Dynasty invented by his elder brother was quite special. There was a fin on each side of the official hat.
The bigger the official, the longer the hat's wings. When he is in a hurry, the hat's wings will flicker for a long time and cannot stop. It would be rude to meet the official's family like that.
When Zhang Dejun saw him coming, he hurriedly greeted him diligently and said, "I have met Mr. Fu Yin."
Zhao Guangyi was always polite and respectful to the emperor's attendants, but he didn't want to wait for him to prostrate himself. He had already stepped forward to help him up, and said with a smile: "Zhang Dou knows that there is no need to be polite. What are the officials doing?"
"The officials are reviewing the death row papers. Since Lord Fu Yin is here, we will give you a report."
Zhao Guangyi stopped him quickly and said with a smile: "No rush, no rush, wait until the officials read the case file. Then I will inform the officials no matter how hard I work."
Zhang Dejun said quickly: "Our family can save it, then... I'll ask Lord Yin to wait for a while, we have to go into the palace to serve the officials."
"Everyone knows that he will go on his own, go on his own." Zhao Guangyi cupped his hands and stood respectfully under the palace pillars. Although he was the emperor's brother, he strictly abided by his duties as a monarch and his ministers. Two little yellow men stood beside the palace gate.
When I saw him, I couldn't help but admire him. Look at his behavior. He is the younger brother of an official. When the current prime minister Zhao Pu came, he didn't go directly to the palace without even reporting. But Yin Na of Kaifeng is the emperor.
Brother, you obey the rules so well.
In fact, few officials in the Song Dynasty knew the rules at first. When Zhao Kuangyin first became emperor, the courtiers even had seats in the main hall every morning. These ministers and Zhao Kuangyin were colleagues at the beginning, and they knew each other very well.
There is no such thing as reverence, especially since most of them are rude warriors, careless and unruly. Every morning, the ministers sit in various postures, and some have their legs crossed, whispering to each other. The main hall is not like a main hall.
, rather like a chaotic bandit cottage gathering hall.
There were no rules and no rules. Zhao Kuangyin looked embarrassed and removed the seats of the officials. However, the officials still couldn't control their mouths while standing, and they continued to wink and whisper. Zhao Kuangyin thought of another way, reforming the official hat and replacing the ministers.
Their official hats had long wings added to both sides, so the two ministers had to be at least two or three feet apart from each other. Not only was it inconvenient to whisper to each other, but their standing posture was not standard.
The crooked wings of the hat were particularly ugly. At this point, even the most careless minister understood what the official meant and gradually started to abide by the rules.
Zhao Kuangyin rarely used imperial orders to force them to do anything to these old colleagues, but often used gentle hints to encourage them to change themselves. As a brother, Zhao Guangyi knew his elder brother's concerns best, so he took the lead in setting an example, as long as he
In public, he behaves according to special rules and never thinks of himself as the emperor's younger brother.
Zhao Guangyi has been standing here for more than half an hour. In the main hall, Zhao Kuangyin finished reviewing the last prisoner's file, put down his ink pen, stretched out and said: "Ah, it's finally finished. Have you prepared the dinner in full?"
Zhang Dejun hurriedly reported: "The official family, the meals have been prepared. Uh... Also, Kaifeng Yin has been waiting outside the palace for a long time."
"Oh?" Zhao Kuangyin raised his eyebrows as thick as a knife and said happily: "Guangyi is here? Why didn't you report it to me early and announce his entry as soon as possible?"
Zhao Guangyi received the report and walked into the palace. Before he could salute, Zhao Kuangyin already said with a smile: "Second brother is here, just in time to have dinner with me. Come on, come on, sit down, sit down." After saying that, he stepped forward.
, holding his brother's arm, he went to sit down at the banquet with him affectionately.
"Dejun, my second brother likes to eat steamed lamb. You... go to the dining room and give the order and prepare it quickly." Zhao Kuangyin hesitated before giving the order.
Zhao Guangyi hurriedly stopped him and said: "Forget it, if we order the imperial kitchen to slaughter the lambs in a hurry tonight, and prepare everything tomorrow, then the imperial kitchen will kill the sheep every day to prepare them for night use. A little will add up to a lot, and how much money will be spent. This case cannot be done.
I will open it for my younger brother."
Zhao Kuangyin has always been frugal and has a certain daily meal plan, and he is unwilling to make more and waste it. Now that his second brother has arrived, he wants to order the kitchen to add another dish. After hearing Zhao Guangyi's answer, Zhao Kuangyin was very happy and praised:
"Second brother really knows my heart. Come and sit with me."
Zhao Guangyi is only in his early thirties, and he looks very similar to Brother Nai. They both have big ears, thick eyebrows and wide mouth, slightly dark complexion, and a tall build. However, Zhao Kuangyin has been the emperor for nearly ten years. He raises his hand and smiles.
That kind of graceful and noble demeanor is not something Naidi can compare with.
The two of them sat down. First, the waiter served tea. After a while, the wine and food prepared in the imperial dining room were also served like water. The food and wine were naturally better than ordinary people, but for the palace, it was ordinary. Zhao Kuangyin sat cross-legged.
On the couch, I first poured a glass of wine for my brother and asked, "Second brother, why did you come to the palace tonight?"
Zhao Guangyi hurriedly took out Cheng Dexuan's secret letter and presented it to Zhao Kuangyin, briefly describing the whole story. Zhao Kuangyin's eyes flickered and he pondered for a long time without opening the letter to read. He only said: "Brother, I don't know that their return to the west has such big twists and turns."
Since Zhe Yuxun placed tens of thousands of people at the junction of the three sides, he was obviously wary of the imperial court. Second brother, how do you think the imperial court should make a decision?"
Zhao Guangyi was a little surprised when he saw that he didn't mention Yang Hao, but he still followed his train of thought and said: "This is a big matter, and it's up to the eldest brother to make the decision. I'm just making a suggestion. In my opinion, the eldest brother can make a decision on it."
Without realizing it, he sent an official who was loyal to the court to govern the people. If Zhe Yuxun was afraid of the court and did not dare to attack them, he would be in trouble. If he was determined to sacrifice these tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians, then
…”
He leaned forward slightly and said in a deep voice: "In the future, the imperial court will send troops to attack Fugu, and we will have one more crime against him."
Zhao Kuangyin listened quietly, took a mouthful of fried meat with bamboo shoots, chewed and said: "It's so inappropriate. As a result, tens of thousands of people have been innocently victimized. They are all my people of the Song Dynasty now. You let me share my heart with you."
Why endure? It is difficult to win the hearts of the people, but it is easy to lose them. If you do this or this, the gains outweigh the losses."
After hearing his words, Zhao Guangyi said disapprovingly: "Brother, if you want to plot the world, you can't be kind to women. If you let go, those tens of thousands of people will become the treasures of the emperor. Once the army meets each other in the future, they will
It will become a source of soldiers for Zhe Yuxun, and our losses will increase by unknown amounts."
Zhao Kuangyin frowned and sighed softly: "Let's discuss this later. Come and invite us for a drink."
Zhao Kuangyin raised his glass to his lips. Before he could take a sip of wine, he heard a girl's voice happily say: "Daddy, do you think my clothes are beautiful?"
Following the voice, a girl came in, no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, with thick eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a round apple-like face, and a sweet smile. She looked playful and cute. She was wearing an emerald green skirt and a
Mandarin robe decorated with peacock feathers
On the shoulders, both ends were tied with a bow just on the chest where the buds had just bloomed. The mantle was embroidered with a colorful phoenix pattern, and then embellished with real peacock feathers. As it danced, the peacock feathers kept changing colors.
, the seven-color glistening light dazzles the eyes.
Zhao Guangyi sat cross-legged on the couch and said with a smile: "Yongqing is here..."
When the little girl saw him, she couldn't help but stick out the tip of her tongue and gave a graceful salute: "Yongqing has met uncle. Uncle, is Yongqing's shirt beautiful?"
Zhao Guangyi chuckled and said: "Beautiful, very beautiful. When worn on Yongqing, the person is beautiful and the clothes are also beautiful."
Princess Yongqing smiled and looked at her father with big bright eyes: "Dad, look at it."
Zhao Kuangyin looked her up and down, but his face darkened, and shouted: "Who asked you to wear such clothes? Take them off, and you will never wear such luxurious clothes again."
Princess Yongqing was startled, pouted and said: "Dad, it's just a piece of clothing, what's so big about it? I'm a princess of the Song Dynasty, can't I even wear a peacock colored dress?"
Zhao Kuangyin said sternly: "Daughter, what you said is completely wrong. It is precisely because you are a princess that you cannot wear such clothes. If you go out wearing these clothes, the people will inevitably imitate the extravagant style. Together, how can the country prosper? You grew up in a wealthy family, you should cherish this blessing, how can you create such bad karma?"
Princess Yongqing's eyes turned red and she burst into tears with anger. This father was very generous to his ministers. When Zhao Pu fell ill, he gave him five thousand taels of silver and five thousand bolts of silk. When Fan Zhi fell ill, he gave him two million in money and five thousand pieces of silk. He had a thousand taels of utensils and two hundred taels of gold; he also encouraged his ministers to buy mansions, buy beautiful maids, and enjoy all the glory and wealth. However, his own daughter only made one piece of clothing and there were many sayings about it.
She wiped away her tears, took off her mandarin shirt bitterly, threw it in front of Zhao Kuangyin, and ran out angrily. Zhao Kuangyin stood up and chased after him for two steps, then stopped and said: "This child is really... well, all It’s my fault that I was too spoiled to her in the past.”
Zhao Guangyi couldn't bear it and said: "Brother, it's rare that Yongqing is so happy, so don't blame her harshly. Speaking of which, although Yongqing is a princess, she doesn't necessarily enjoy any more blessings than the daughters of ordinary wealthy families. Yongqing is about to get married. Ordinary people have to buy a few beautiful clothes to marry their daughter, let alone a princess of a country? Maybe the eldest brother doesn't want the inner treasury to buy such expensive clothes, then...this dress is just Think of it as a gift from me to my niece."
Zhao Kuangyin shook his head, turned back and sat down and said: "Second brother, it's not that I don't want to buy luxurious clothes for my daughter. The real reason is that the royal family is an example for the world. If Yongqing wears such clothes, the people will definitely follow suit. That peacock feather It is not a local product. Once this trend becomes popular, traders will inevitably go all the way to the south to buy it, sell it here and there, drive up the price, and let the people throw a lot of money on this useless thing.
Alas! I have the wealth of the world, and I can even decorate my palace with gold and silver. But how can I squander it casually? The ancients said: "One person rules the world, and the world does not serve one person." If I only know how to support myself, , what else do the people of the world have to rely on? What’s more, now that the world is uncertain, we should not indulge in extravagance.”
When Zhao Guangyi saw that he was sullen, he had no choice but to smile bitterly. He only thought in his mind: "My eldest brother became emperor, but he is still so petty..."
Zhao Kuangyin looked at the direction his daughter was leaving again, shook his head helplessly, and when he turned around and saw his brother looking thoughtful, he asked, "Second brother, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh..., I was thinking..., by the way, yesterday Huazhou reported to the court that the spring tide of the Yellow River was overflowing, the embankments burst, and the people were affected. It was necessary to recruit soldiers and civilians to repair the embankments and clean up the river channels. This is an urgent matter. I wonder if Big Brother can
Have you appointed capable people?"
"Not yet." Zhao Kuangyin sat down, took a small plum blossom-shaped steamed bun with fruit fillings, took a bite and said: "I have issued an edict to exempt the people affected by the disaster in Huazhou from paying taxes this autumn to calm the people's hearts. At the same time, we will collect taxes.
Thirty thousand soldiers and civilians went to build dams and dredge rivers. Now the personnel and necessary materials are being mobilized. As for the person to be in charge, Zeping recommended Tao Chenggu in the memorial. What does the second brother think?"
Zhao Guangyi smiled and said: "Why not? There is no civil or military officer in the Manchu Dynasty who did not come from Zhao Pu. These officials are really dedicated to their work. Tao Chenggusu has a close relationship with Zhao Pu, and has been repeatedly recommended by Zhao Pu to serve outside.
But no merit
Obviously, I have never received permission from my eldest brother. If I can make great contributions to the disaster relief and help the people, and gain popularity, it will be a matter of course for Zhao Pu to recommend me to my eldest brother. Of course, Zhao Pu will not let this talent go unnoticed.
A great opportunity?”
Zhao Guangyi said calmly, as if he was appreciating Zhao Pu's proper employment of people. Zhao Kuangyin's face changed slightly after hearing this, with a thoughtful look in his eyes...
It was late at night, Zhao Guangyi said goodbye and left the palace. Zhao Kuangyin sent him down the steps and returned to the palace. He saw the secret letter from Han Dexuan lying quietly on the imperial desk. He walked over and opened the secret letter and read it carefully.
, when he saw tens of thousands of people shouting long live to Yang Hao, Zhao Kuangyin raised his eyebrows slightly and put down the secret letter thoughtfully.
He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly in the hall. After a long while, he went back to sit down, picked up the letter again, read the whole letter carefully, picked it up slightly, and turned his eyes to the tall man on the imperial desk.
There was a tall pile of memorials. One of them had a letter as a mark. He took out the memorial.
Come and place it on the table side by side with Cheng Dexuan's. The handwriting of the memorial is crooked and extremely ugly, which is incomparable to the graceful handwriting of Cheng Dexuan. Looking at these two letters, the corners of Zhao Kuangyin's mouth quietly revealed.
A trace of sarcastic smile: "Character..."
He shook his head, and his thoughts turned back to the tens of thousands of people, asking him to be ruthless and push those people to death and use them as evidence against the Zhefu in the future. This was indeed a good way to make a name for himself, and
It will not damage his reputation, because Zhefu can now nominally
He is a minister of the Song Dynasty, and it is Zhefu's responsibility to take care of the people of the Song Dynasty. However, how can he bear to sacrifice tens of thousands of lives to give himself a reason to send troops? But abandon these tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians and let them increase the strength of Zhefu?
I'm afraid that Zhefu's ambitions are even more intense and he is even more unwilling to hand over military power.
Zhao Kuangyin pondered for a long time, and his eyes fell on Yang Hao's memorial list again. Yang Hao was recommended by Cheng Shixiong. Judging from what Cheng Dexuan's letter said, he had only been with Cheng Shixiong for a short period of time, so he was not considered a close confidant of the Cheng family.
Cheng Shixiong was responsible for the coincidence of circumstances, and Cheng Shixiong just reciprocated the favor. In this case, can this person be fought for?
Zhao Kuangyin picked up the jade axe, gently scratched the tabletop, and thought quickly amidst the drum-like "duk duk" sound: Yang Hao was recommended by Cheng Shixiong. If he is used reused, the Zhefu will regard him as a
My own people can't
Making things too difficult for him may save tens of thousands of people; but he actually has no connection with the Zhe family, and the relationship is not close. If I show him great kindness, will he still give up on the Zhe family?
?Will you be loyal to me?
Zhao Kuangyin weighed it again and again, and thought to himself: The three families of Li, Yang, and Zhe in the northwest have joined forces to resist the imperial court. Now it is inconvenient to break up and make a strong enemy. In this situation, no matter what aspects are considered, this Yang Hao can be supported.
The various forces in the northwest are complex and complex.
Not to mention the Hu, Tufan, and Uighur forces that had never surrendered to the Song Dynasty, the Yang family of Linzhou, the Zhe family of Fuzhou, and the Li family of Xiazhou were also in cahoots with each other. Another force was added to the three forces, so that
The waters of establishing another feudal clan in the northwest will only become muddier, right?
If Yang Hao can be grateful for my kindness and care for the Song Dynasty, that will be good. If not, if we support him into a relatively independent force, he will not be willing to be subordinate to others, and it will inevitably have a restraining effect on the three vassals of the northwest. The local area is still
So big
In this place, there are still so many people, and the three forces are divided into four groups. Overall, their strength will inevitably be weakened, which is far stronger than if tens of thousands of people were taken into the army directly. This... is no longer possible.
The best way.
Zhao Kuangyin tapped the jade ax in his hand for a moment, and turned his eyes to the five scrolls next to the imperial book case. The five vertical scrolls were placed side by side within his reach. There were several blank imperial edicts in each. The imperial edict was
The brocade fabric made of the above-mentioned fine silk has a majestic pattern of auspicious clouds and auspicious cranes. There are flying silver dragons at both ends of the imperial edict.
In the first vertical tube is a jade scroll imperial edict, which is awarded to first-grade officials. In the second tube is a black rhinoceros horn shaft, used to award second-grade officials. The third-grade is a gold-plated scroll, and the fourth and fifth-grade officials
It is a black ox horn shaft. In the fifth tube is white silk with dragon and phoenix patterns, without shafts at both ends. It is awarded to officials below the fifth rank.
Zhao Kuangyin moved his fingers several times between the black ox horn scroll and the white silk scroll with dragon and phoenix dark patterns, and finally settled on the white silk scroll. He pulled out a roll and spread it on the case, pressing the jade ax against it.
Duan, after pondering for a while, wrote: "Zhi said: Under the gate, Yang Hao, the governor of Xixiang, led the people of the Northern Han Dynasty to the west and escaped from danger. He was loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and had outstanding achievements. He was immediately promoted to Yiwei Lang.
Today, Luling Prefecture is established in Luheling. Yiwei Lang Yang Hao is appointed as the Luling regiment training envoy to know the affairs of the Luling prefecture. He is in charge of the premier of the county government. He promulgates doctrines, guides the people to do good and corrects their treachery, and advises every year.
Ke Nong Sang, Jing
Filial piety and brother-in-law should be paid attention to, including taxes, money, grain, prisons and lawsuits, and the administration of the army and the people. All laws and regulations should be followed with all sincerity to lead the subordinates. If there are pardons, they will be read out at the right time, and the class will report them to the governing area. Qin
this."
If the imperial edict begins with Zhao, it means the emperor dictated it and someone else wrote it. If it begins with Zhi, it means the emperor wrote it himself. The reason for writing the edict first is to be written by the disciples of Zhongshu.
Emperor, the edict said, "That is the special preface of imperial edicts that only started in the Ming Dynasty.
The Emperor of the Song Dynasty personally promoted an eighth-rank official, which was probably the first time since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Yang Hao's official promotion was not high, but he was promoted from the eighth-rank governor to the seventh-rank Yiwei Lang, but his real power was great.
Luling Prefecture Tuanlian Envoy Quan knew about the affairs of Luling Prefecture, which meant that the military and government caught him.
In the Song Dynasty, when looking at the grade of an official, one must look at the official position, and secondly the position, instead of looking at the assignment. Zhizhou, participating in politics, and privy council are all assignments and have no rank in themselves. However, the actual power depends on what kind of assignment he is responsible for. The assignment of knowing the state can be
A third-grade official can also be a seventh-grade official, there is no one
According to the rules, the power is generally the same, but the salary and treatment are different. For example, when Yue Fei later served as the governor of Tongtai Town and the prefect of Taizhou, he was a seventh-rank official, because his official was a seventh-rank martial arts master. But he was in charge of a first-rank official.
The state's military and political power is similar to that of many senior officials of the fourth and fifth grades.
Yang Hao's official position is only the seventh rank, which is far from being comparable to the three Jiedu envoys of Linzhou, Fuzhou and Xiazhou. This will lessen their suspicion. However, his great power gives him the power to control Luling Prefecture.
The arbitrary power of tens of thousands of people, if Yang Hao is serious, he will be grateful for his appreciation. Zhao Kuangyin has taken great pains to think about it.
He finished writing the edict, looked at it carefully for a moment, and called out: "Zhang Dejun, please deliver the decree to the second government and have it printed and issued tomorrow."
The edict of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty must be affixed by the Zhongshu family and the Privy Council before it can take effect, so it needs to be delivered to Yousi. He pondered for a moment and then said: "I ordered the Zhongshu family to draft another edict. Cheng Dexuan was too stubborn to do what he wanted.
Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were led to death. They have betrayed the divine grace and deserve to be punished. Considering that they are loyal and patriotic, and still have a heart to repent, I order them to atone for their crimes and remain as the observation judge of Luling Prefecture."
The officials of the Great Song Dynasty casually drew a circle in the "sanguan" zone in the northwest, and a new state was added to the political map of the Great Song Dynasty: Luling Prefecture. The newly minted Yiwei Lang was the envoy of the Luling regiment and the magistrate of Luling.
, Yang Hao, who was in charge of the military, political and civil affairs of a state, did not yet know that he had become a prince.
At this time, he was listening to his adoptive father Li Guangcen telling him about the seven parties of the Party that appointed him as the co-leader and attacked Li Guangrui in Xiazhou. The more Yang Hao listened, the more he felt that he had been cheated. How could an official be as unlucky as him?
, the first job is to lead tens of thousands
The people moved to the Song Dynasty, narrowly escaping death along the way, and mysterious things came back again and again. This matter is not over yet. The three princes of Xiazhou, Fuzhou, and Linzhou had a tacit understanding to create chaos for the officials of the Song Dynasty, and the source of this chaos was,
Now it's in his hands.
This matter is no small matter. It is not only related to the power entanglement between the three major military towns in the northwest, but also involves the move of the Song Dynasty court to reduce vassal vassals. He, an imperial envoy with no soldiers, no money, and no power, is caught in this bellows.
How could he handle things well in Luhe Ridge? But for the sake of the livelihood of tens of thousands of people, he had to hold his nose and endure it. When he shouted "adopted father", he had to wipe Li Guangcen's butt.
Li Guangcen described in detail his relationship with the Li family of Xiazhou and the seven rebellious party members, and said very kindly and cordially: "Hao'er, now this heavy responsibility has been handed over to your adoptive father.
Whatever your plans are, my father will fully support you!"
Yang Hao rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Since you have no intention of retaking Xiazhou, we just ignore the rebellion caused by the seven parties. What do you think? Thousands of your tribesmen are good at riding and shooting. When they get here,
We rely on the geographical advantage, we can still protect ourselves, and your identity doesn’t have to be publicized, how about that?”
Li Guangcen took out the wine bag and took a deep sip, and said with a grimace: "It's too late, Xiaoye Ke'er of the Yeli clan has been released by my people, how can I still cover up others' ears and eyes?"
Yang Hao's face twitched, he stretched out his hand and said: "Bring it here."
Li Guangcen said in shock: "What?"
Yang Hao grabbed his wine bag, took a sip of it, and sighed: "It's so bitter..."
Li Guangcen heard what he was saying, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he joked: "It's easy for you to drink sweet wine. Mu En has a daughter named sweet wine. You can see her soon. Since you are my son
, all the wealth and silk belonging to the children of our clan are at your disposal."
Most people look like their mother, and their father. Yang Hao imagined what Mu En's daughter might look like, and couldn't help but shivered and said with a wry smile: "I... I'd better drink this pot of bitter wine..."
In this area where the three are in charge, the official family, the San Francisco, the Zahu, the Dangxiang Qi clan... various complicated factions with intertwined grievances and grievances, Yang Hao really has no clue how to save these poor people.
.However, despite the unwillingness of all parties, he, an insignificant little person, was pushed to a position that he was not willing to sit in. No matter what, he, the duck who was pushed out, could only force it.