Above the long street, there was an empty space. The bleak autumn wind blew on the street, and the fallen leaves on the ground rolled along the long street in the dim light. From time to time they flew into the air and suddenly fell, as if they were controlled by invisible ghost hands in the darkness. It feels so strange to live there.
Outside Daming Gate, a dozen riders galloped from the direction of Zhengyang Gate and dismounted one after another in front of the archway. Then the group quickly passed two checkpoints and headed east towards a dark, majestic ancient house.
There were candles shining in the courtyard, and there were figures walking through the corridors. There were many soldiers and horses guarding the surroundings, making it look very busy and tense. The dozen or so people walked through the front courtyard and went straight to the back courtyard. There, candles were lit in a large public room. The fire was jumping, and Yang Tinghe was sitting behind the desk in the east public room, holding a pen and writing something.
"Hurry and report to Yang Shoufu that Jiang Bin wants to see you." The group of people came to the door of the public house and the leader said in a deep voice.
The servant quickly walked into the east public room and reported to Yang Tinghe. Yang Tinghe held a thick brush in his hand and was writing with concentration.
When he heard the report from the handyman, he didn't even raise his head, he just snorted and said: "Invite him in."
The servant hurriedly returned to the main entrance of the public house. Not long after, Jiang Bin came with heavy steps. He entered the public house, raised his hands and saluted, "Jiang Bin, the lower official, has met Yang Shoufu."
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Yang Tinghe still didn't raise his head, concentrating on the brush in his hand, which was slowly moving across the paper. With his mouth pouted, his body swayed like a cobra's raised head, and he moved the brush in his hand across the paper. , brush, brush, brush, write down line after line of handwriting as vigorous as a dragon or a snake.
Jiang Bin thought Yang Tinghe didn't hear what he said, so he raised his voice and said: "Master Chief Assistant, it's polite for me to lower my rank to Jiang Bin."
Yang Tinghe's hand shook, and the stroke like a long sword paused for a moment, and immediately lost its momentum and turned into a crooked stroke. Yang Tinghe stared at the failed stroke, and his breath was a little quick. This word, Just now, Yang Tinghe thought it was one of the few good calligraphy he could write in his life. But because of this stroke, the entire set of calligraphy was completely ruined.
Yang Tinghe breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and grabbed the ink-stained declaration, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket. When he looked up, his face was already smiling.
"Oh, Mr. Jiang is here. I was so absorbed in writing calligraphy that I didn't realize you were already here. I'm really sorry. Please sit down quickly, please sit down quickly. Come and serve tea." Yang Tinghe said with a smile.
A servant made tea and brought it over. Yang Ting and Ping dismissed the servant and ordered people to close the door of the public room. Jiang Bin sat down on the chair, put his feet on the stool opposite, and slumped on the back of the chair, looking extremely undisciplined.
Yang Tinghe looked at Jiang Bin's sitting posture, frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, how is the situation? How are the preparations going?"
Jiang Bin straightened up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, aren't you still worried about me doing things? All the brothers in Jinyiwei Yamen, with nearly 16,000 people, have been prepared and are waiting for Yang Shoufu's order at any time. But Thunder is on the move."
Yang Tinghe nodded and said: "Very good. I heard that Zhang Yanling's family members were sent out of the city? Do you know where they went?"
Jiang Bin laughed and said: "Forget it, Zhang Yanling is quite smart and knows how to send his family members out of the city. At noon today, he escorted his family members out of the city from Deshengmen. What's funny is that he deliberately caused his family members to go north. It was a false impression, but my people followed him all the way and found out that his family members still went to Xishan Manor. This guy is also confused, what's the point of sending him to Xishan Manor? Isn't it easy to capture him? "
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Yang Tinghe nodded and smiled: "He wanted to play a trick, but who would have thought that it would be Guan Gong dancing with a sword in front of him. He can't escape your eyes."
Jiang Bin smiled and said, "Of course. You want to play tricks in front of me, but don't even think about it. As long as Yang Shoufu gives the order, I will personally lead my troops to Xishan Manor and capture all Zhang Yanling's family members as hostages."
Yang Tinghe smiled and said: "We are not in a hurry. We sent troops and horses to keep an eye on him first. If the situation is controllable, there is no need to go and capture his family members. People say that we bully women and children. A group of people like to say that disaster does not harm women and children, so
It saves them the trouble of talking afterwards. But if necessary, there is no need to be polite. In fact, there is no need to talk about morality with Zhang Yanling."
Jiang Bin nodded and said: "I understand. I will send 3,000 soldiers and horses to prepare. Mr. Yang, when will we take action? This Yanling is free and easy in the capital. Today, my people are watching him in the palace."
It's really uncomfortable to run around but not be able to do anything to him. What are you waiting for?"
Yang Tinghe said in a deep voice: "Master Jiang, you must be patient. At this time, you cannot act rashly. Even if you do it, you must not find any flaws. The Queen Mother, the entire court officials, and the people all over the world need to give an explanation.
.Zhang Yanling is not an ordinary citizen after all, so we can’t act too hastily.”
Jiang Bin coughed, spat thick phlegm on the ground, and said nonchalantly: "Let me tell you, you just think too much. Get started, take him, and kill him with one knife. Anyone in the court who dares to talk nonsense will be killed.
Just kill them, why bother talking to them?"
Yang Tinghe frowned and said: "Jiang Bin, don't blame me for not warning you. If you act rashly, you will end up ruining something big. In the end, everyone will be harmed. Do you think things are as simple as I told you, just arrest and kill? Do you think we are
Is it rebellion? Regardless of the consequences? Not only do we have to deal with Zhang Yanling, but also
If everyone in the world has nothing to say, you must have reasons and evidence, and no one will criticize you. Otherwise, you will be seeking death. How many soldiers and horses do you have? Can you defeat hundreds of thousands of border troops, the Northern Expedition, and countless others?
A hundred thousand local soldiers and horses? If you want to be quick, you are seeking death. You'd better be more at ease with me and obey my orders in everything."
Jiang Bin was dissatisfied and said with a smile: "With all due respect, Mr. Yang, you don't have to be like this. What's the point of being cautious now? When you killed the emperor, you were very courageous. You have already done the regicide.
What are you still afraid of?"
Yang Tinghe's expression changed, and he lowered his voice and shouted: "Shut up! Are you crazy?"
As Yang Tinghe spoke, he quickly rushed to the side of the long window, opened the window a crack and looked outside. In the courtyard outside, the guards were walking staggeringly in the yard. Several servants were shuttled between several public houses on the side.
, there is nothing unusual about it.
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Yang Tinghe came to the door of the room again and listened for a moment. There was no unusual sound outside. Then he turned around and stared at Jiang Bin with sharp eyes.
"Jiang Bin, if you can't control your mouth, you are asking for death. You are just asking for death. Don't try to hurt me."
Jiang Bin sneered, raised his feet again, and shook them on Yang Tinghe's koan.
"Master Yang, look how scared you are? This was your idea at the beginning. Now you know you are afraid? Master Yang, don't worry, I don't want to die yet. My good days are ahead. Didn't you promise me that in the future you will
Will you let me be the Minister of the Ministry of War? I just want to remind you that we are grasshoppers on the same rope now, and you have to keep your word. Otherwise, we will be finished together."
Yang Tinghe stared at Jiang Bin coldly and shouted: "Are you done? If you dare to mention that matter again, don't blame me for not giving you face. The worst is to break up."
Jiang Bin jumped up and laughed and said: "That's all, I won't mention it anymore. My Yang Shoufu, why don't I stop mentioning it? However, we don't have to mention it. Zhang Yanling said it very clearly. He
He said that the emperor had entrusted him with a dream, saying that he died unjustly. After hearing this, I was murmuring in my heart. Could it be that the emperor really entrusted a dream to him? Could the emperor have told him in his dream that we were the ones who did it?"
Yang Tinghe reached out and waved his hand, and the inkstone and pen holder on the table were swept to the ground, ink spattered, and the inkstone broke into two pieces.
Jiang Bin said hurriedly: "Come on, I won't say anything anymore. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving. If you can't afford to offend me, I can afford to hide."
Yang Ting breathed angrily and cracked his back molars. But he also knew that at this time, he could only endure. But Jiang Bin must be removed in the future. This guy is vulgar and rude, and he will definitely be a disaster if he stays.
"I won't send you off. We will go to court early tomorrow morning. Don't forget to arrange your manpower and make preparations. Tomorrow is a big day. Do you understand?" Yang Tinghe shouted in a low voice.
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Jiang Bin's eyes lit up and he whispered: "Should we start tomorrow? Very good, don't worry, I will arrange everything. Jiang Bin resigned."
Yang Tinghe didn't even look at him. Jiang Bin felt bored and hurriedly opened the door and left. Yang Tinghe turned to look at the mess on the ground, cursed in a low voice, sat down on the chair, dragged his cheeks and began to think deeply.
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