Kou Ji didn't want to continue discussing this topic with Zhao Zhen, so he decisively changed the subject.
He was really afraid that in order to be hard-hearted, Zhao Zhen had the idea of killing him.
"I heard that you recalled Prince Wei's family to Bianjing City?"
Kou Ji questions.
Zhao Zhen said calmly: "They actually want to go back to Bianjing City, so just let them come back."
Kou Ji pondered and said: "Concubine Zhang had an accident when all the officials were petitioning to recall the Wei Prince's family. Aren't you afraid that this matter has something to do with the Wei Prince's family?
If you are really related to the Wei Prince's family, you have summoned a jackal."
Zhao Zhen looked at Kou Ji seriously and said: "I hope they are real jackals. If they are not jackals, I will train them to be jackals. You will be the one who helps me kill the wolves."
Kou Ji was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "You wrote eighteen letters in a hurry to recruit me back to Beijing, just to ask me to help you fight wolves?"
Zhao Zhen did not hide anything and nodded slowly, "I am the king of a country and it is not suitable for me to kill wolves myself, so I want to ask my fourth brother to help me."
Kou Ji pretended to be uncertain and said: "We are from the royal family, the royal family."
Kou Jizai took this opportunity to test Zhao Zhen's determination.
If Zhao Zhen didn't have the determination to kill the wolf, then Kou Ji wouldn't want to help him.
The blood of the royal family is not so easy to stain.
But most people who are infected with royal blood will not end well.
Zhao Zhen said calmly: "I admit that they are the royal family, and they are the royal family."
Kou Ji glanced at Zhao Zhen and said: "If I help you kill the wolf, the civil and military officials of the court will definitely use this to impeach me. By then my status in the court will not be guaranteed."
Zhao Zhen stared at Kou Ji with a strange expression, "Fourth brother...are you not going to help me?"
Kou Jiqian smiled and said: "Why do officials say this?"
Zhao Zhen said quietly: "As long as I am still sitting on the throne, who can shake your position in the court?"
Kou Ji smiled.
"Is the official determined to kill the wolf?"
Zhao Zhen said coldly: "I not only want to kill the wolf, but also clean up the court. Don't the courtiers often say that once the emperor comes, there are ministers? I have been on the throne for so long, and it is time to replace some of the old ministers in the court.
Already."
Kou Ji saw that Zhao Zhen's thoughts coincided with his own, so he stopped testing.
Kou Ji asked: "What are the officials going to do?"
Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I am going to take back the members of Yizijiaozipu. How many people do you think will be able to resist taking action?"
Kou Ji slightly stared.
Zhao Zhen is really amazing.
He actually knows how to use Yizijiaozipu as bait to attract people to take the bait.
With Yizijiaozi offering such a rich bait, Kou Ji believed that few people could resist being tempted.
Kou Ji sighed: "I'm afraid the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty can't help it."
Some people will decisively take action against Yizijiaozipu for personal gain.
There are also some people who cannot help but take action in order to protect the interests of the court and maintain the stability of both the government and the public.
Zhao Zhen nodded and said: "You and I just need to sit on the sidelines and see who is loyal and who is traitorous."
Kou Ji nodded.
Youzijiaozipu serves as bait, and when you kill people, you will be more polite.
It saves Kou Ji the need to use some rough methods.
The monarch and his ministers discussed some details.
By the time the two of them finished speaking, the group had already arrived at the gate of Bianjing City.
The gate of Bianjing City was crowded with people.
When the people heard that Kou Ji had grown an endless amount of food in Hexi, they all rushed over to watch.
The voices asking to see Duke Yong kept coming and going.
Among the common people, many people had seen Kou Ji.
But they were still asking to see Kou Ji.
The purpose was to let Kou Ji talk to them and let them take a look.
Some elderly men were blocking the city gate, holding wine bowls, and wanted to invite Kou Ji to taste the celebration wine they had prepared for Kou Ji.
The old men stood in the middle of the road and refused to go.
The soldiers who were clearing the way in front could not forcefully drive them away.
If you hurt these old people, you will have to pay with your life.
Not only will you have to pay for it with your life, but you will also get a bad reputation, which will have an impact on future generations.
After Kou Ji learned about this, he knew he couldn't sit down anymore.
Kou Ji apologized to Zhao Zhen and got off the carriage.
Under the gaze of thousands of people, he walked up to the old men.
In the excitement of the old men, Kou Ji bowed and said, "Kou is only a young man, how can he be worthy of being greeted by all the elders in person?"
When the old men heard what Ko Ji said, they were very excited and their voices trembled a little.
"Deserve it, deserve it..."
The old man at the head was ninety years old.
In the Song Dynasty, he was also a rare longevity star.
The leader of the old man, leaning on a bamboo stick, straightened up hard, took a deep breath, and shouted to Kou Ji with all his strength: "Little Kou Gong and his party in the Western Regions have made outstanding achievements.
He helped us expand the territory of the Song Dynasty thousands of miles.
Promote the prestige of our Song Dynasty among all the barbarians.
Now they have brought back countless amounts of food, which can save the lives of tens of millions of people in the Song Dynasty.
With such merit, let alone asking me to personally welcome you, even if you ask me to lead a horse and hold a stool, I am still willing to do so."
Kou Ji couldn't laugh or cry and said: "I'm joking..."
If Kou Ji really allowed a ninety-year-old man to lead his horse and hold a stool for him, he would probably be sprayed all over his body by people from both the government and the public.
The leader of the old man shook his head stubbornly, "I'm not joking...I and others specially prepared a bowl of celebration wine for Little Kou Gong to express their feelings. I hope Little Kou Gong won't dislike it."
Kou Ji quickly waved his hand, "Don't dare..."
The leading old man turned around, took the wine bowls held by several old men from behind, and poured a bowl of wine for Kou Ji.
The wine is full of fragrance and fragrant.
Kou Ji knew a little about wine, and as soon as he smelled the aroma of the wine, he could smell the extraordinary quality of the wine.
Yuanhong Huadiao, which has been stored in cellars for many years, is blended with this year's new wine.
The old man at the head held the wine bowl and handed it to Kou Ji tremblingly. He said with a little embarrassment: "Yuan Hong, who is less than a century old, is a little bit shabby. I hope little Kou Gong won't dislike it..."
When Kou Ji heard this, he almost jumped up in shock.
Since the old man at the head dares to talk about a hundred years, it means that even if this wine does not reach a hundred years, it is still more than ninety years old.
Combined with the age of the old man, it was not difficult for Kou Ji to guess that he might have planted the wine when he spoke out.
He was able to hide this wine for his entire life without taking it out to drink, which shows how much he values this wine.
Taking it out to honor him now is enough to show the old man's feelings.
Kou Ji looked at Jiu in the wine bowl, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "One drop of wine, one drop of blood... This gift from me is too heavy..."
The leader of the old man shook his head and said firmly: "It's not serious, not at all. It's a pity that I was born too late, otherwise you would have had a hundred years of Yuan Hong respecting you, and a hundred years of Yuan Hong would be worthy of the achievements you have established in the Western Regions.
"
Kou Ji let out a long breath and said: "The merits of the Western Regions..."
The leader of the old man didn't wait for Kou Ji to finish his words, then handed the wine bowl to Kou Ji, "Hold the wine first..."
Kou Ji hesitated for a moment and went to carry the wine bowl. As soon as he did so, the old man in charge suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Kou Ji was startled and saw the old man leading the way with tears in his eyes. He whispered to Kou Ji: "You helped me, the Song Dynasty, support my spine. I'll give you this wine. It's not a loss."
Kou Ji's heart was shaken. He glanced at the old man who was leading the group, and then looked behind him.
After the leader and others felt Kou Ji's gaze, they worked hard to straighten their waists that had been bent for many years.
Kou Ji held the wine bowl with his hand a little heavier, and wanted to say a few words.
Then the leader, the old man, urged: "Child, there is no need to say more, everything is in the wine. Drink it quickly, the smell of wine will dissipate, and the taste will change."
Kou Ji nodded heavily.
He finally understood why the leader, the old man, gave him the wine that depended on his life.
Not because of the achievements he established in Hexi.
It was because he helped support the backbone of the people of the Song Dynasty.
Kou Ji picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
It's like a cow chewing a peony.
But the smiles of the old men were particularly bright.
Kou Ji finished drinking the wine, and there was a trace of blush on his face. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the leader, the old man, and the other old men leaving with a smile.
Later.
Firecrackers, gongs and drums, and shouts all rang out.
Koji cupped his hands in the direction the old men were leaving, cupped his hands in all directions, and got into the carriage without saying a word.
"call……"
Kou Ji opened his mouth and spit out the smell of wine, and instantly the aroma of wine filled the carriage.
Zhao Zhen sniffed the smell of alcohol and said somewhat sourly: "I have been on the throne for many years, but I have never received such courtesy."
When the old men help Kou Ji celebrate his victory, they are helping Kou Ji celebrate his victory on behalf of the common people.
The old men's recognition of Kou Ji means that the people recognize Kou Ji.
It is a great honor to be recognized by the people.
Not everyone can get it.
Kou Ji was a little tipsy. When he heard Zhao Zhen's words, he said solemnly: "My father-in-law said that I helped support the backbone of the Song Dynasty people."
Zhao Zhen nodded in agreement, "What they said is right...so it's your turn to drink that wine."
Kou Ji asked: "Aren't you jealous?"
Zhao Zhen shook his head and said: "I am a little envious, but I am not jealous. I believe that one day, the people will treat me like this."
Kou Ji nodded.
Zhao Zhen looked at Kou Ji's somewhat red cheeks and laughed in a low voice: "I'm afraid you will come home drunk tonight. I also helped you prepare a celebration banquet in the palace and invited all the civil and military officials of the court."
Kou Ji shook his head and said, "I want to go back home first and see my son."
The smile on Zhao Zhen's face was wiped away, and he snorted coldly, "No..."
Kou Ji wanted to retort a few words.
But thinking that Zhao Zhen's son had just passed away, he somewhat understood Zhao Zhen's mood, so he didn't say anything.
When Zhao Zhen saw Kou Ji fell into silence, he curled his lips and said: "I am going to give that little guy the surname of the emperor and take him into the palace to teach him."
Kou Ji rolled his eyes and said very grandly: "You are not afraid that my grandfather will be killed in Chui Gong Hall, you can do whatever you want..."
Zhao Zhen said with a somewhat stiff expression on his face: "I'll just say it casually."
While the monarch and his ministers were talking, the carriage had slowly started and entered Bianjing City.
Inside Bianjing City, it is far more lively than outside Bianjing City.
The people lined the streets to welcome him and celebrated grandly, which was very festive.
Zhao Zhen opened a corner of the car curtain and looked at the bustling Bianjing City seriously, feeling very happy.
Kou Ji sat in a corner of the carriage, closing his eyes and trying to sober up.
The carriage drove all the way from outside Bianjing City, into the imperial palace, and stopped at the gate of Yanfu Palace.
Kou Ji and Zhao Zhen got off the carriage, a little dazed.
Behind the two of them, only Li Zhaoliang and Yang Wenguang followed alone. No one was seen among the civil and military officials of the court.
Zhao Zhen said in astonishment: "Where are the people?"
Li Zhaoliang bowed in confusion and said: "When we return to the official house, everyone goes out to the granary to see the grain being put into the warehouse."
Zhao Zhen said in a daze: "I didn't give the order..."
Li Zhaoliang smiled bitterly and said: "After you and Duke Yong got on the carriage, the prince left the team and went to count the grains. Not long after the prince left, Duke Lu also went to count the grains.
The princes and Duke Lu have all gone, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty have followed suit."
Zhao Zhen looked a little dark, "I am holding a banquet in Yanfu Palace to celebrate my fourth brother. Don't they know?"
Li Zhaoliang pondered: "Guan, have you issued an oral order?"
Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, then said with a dark face: "No...such a thing, do you still need me to say it clearly?"
Kou Ji said with a bright smile on the side: "Guan family, since no one is attending the celebration banquet you organized, it's better to let it go."
Zhao Zhen's face turned even darker, "No, you must stay in the palace tonight and celebrate with me."
Kou Ji said in astonishment: "The official family wants the minister to stay in the palace?"
Zhao Zhen glared and said, "Isn't it possible?"
Kou Ji smiled dryly and said, "Isn't it appropriate?"
Zhao Zhen snorted coldly: "I have the final say whether it suits you or not. Not only will I want you to stay in the palace, but I will also sleep with you on the same bed at night."
Kou Ji raised his eyebrows in surprise.
As soon as Kou Jicheng was about to refuse, Zhao Zhen entered Yanfu Palace angrily with his hands behind his back.
Kou Ji stood there helplessly.
Then, two sighs sounded from behind.
"Why……"
"Why……"
Each sound was louder than the last, as if it contained a heavy heart.
Kou Ji turned around, stared at Li Zhaoliang and Yang Wenguang and said, "Why are you two sighing?"
Li Zhaoliang sighed with a depressed look on his face: "I'm a little envious of Zhu Neng now..."
Yang Wenguang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Kou Ji raised his eyebrows suspiciously.
Li Zhaoliang said depressedly: "It was a mistake to go back to Beijing with you. Others only pay attention to you and not to the two of us at all."
When Kou Ji heard this, he instantly understood what Li Zhaoliang and Yang Wenguang were thinking.
Kou Ji rolled his eyes, "You two think I'm willing to steal your limelight?"
Li Zhaoliang curled his lips and said: "Whether you want it or not, you have stolen our limelight. The two of us are not even as good as foils. The official wants to sleep on the same bed with you. Such favor, even my grandfather back then,
Never got it either."
Kou Ji glanced at Li Zhaoliang and didn't want to talk to Li Zhaoliang.
What kind of favor is sleeping on the same bed?
If you have never seen Zhao Zhen sleeping, you have no idea that sleeping on the same bed as Zhao Zhen is a disaster.
Kou Ji snorted coldly and entered Yanfu Palace with his hands behind his back.
Li Zhaoliang and Yang Wenguang looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and followed Kou Ji into Yanfu Palace.
Before I even entered the door, I heard an exclamation.