After the morning pilgrimage, Yang Guozhong came to the political hall for a rare occasion. When he entered, he saw Wei Jiansu sitting on the bed, reading poetry and books, with a plate of dried fruits and a cup of hot tea in his hand. Yang Guozhong chuckled and said, "Jian Su is really awesome.
It’s so exciting that I actually read about Tao Yuanming in this political hall. Do you also want to be like him and go away without giving up five pecks of rice?”
Wei Jiansu quickly put down his book and stood up. He cupped his hands towards Yang Guozhong and said, "I don't know why the Right Prime Minister came to the Political Affairs Hall today."
Yang Guozhong wandered around and looked at the furnishings in the hall, and said with emotion: "This political hall is also my office, but I haven't been here for many days, so it feels a bit strange."
Wei Jiansu glanced at him sideways and thought to himself, you also know that the good ones should not learn from Li Linfu, but only the bad ones. He moved the office of Zhongshu Province from the Political Affairs Hall to his home to make him a leftist prime minister.
Wei Jiansu, apart from reviewing a few auspicious memorials, now only drinks tea and reads Tao Yuanming.
At this time, the voices of two people discussing were heard outside the door: "Recently there has been a lot of rumors in Chang'an, saying that An Lushan was recruiting soldiers and building weapons in Pinglu Fan Yangguang with the intention of conspiring to rebel."
"This is true or not. Most of the rumors in Chang'an City are not to be believed."
"No, no, I'm afraid this is true. It's said that it has a nose and eyes. How can it be fake?"
Wei Jiansu coughed heavily, and the two people outside the door quickly shut up. Yang Guozhong said in a deep voice: "Whoever is spreading rumors outside the door, get in!"
The two officials hurriedly opened the door and entered. They knelt on the ground and crossed their hands and said, "I was rash and didn't know that your right minister was here. Please forgive me."
Yang Guozhong scolded: "As court officials, you two don't want to work diligently, but just talk outside like women. Do you think your life is too comfortable and want to go to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment for a few days?"
The two of them hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "We realize our mistakes and forgive each other."
"Who spread this rumor?"
"My subordinates really don't know. I also heard it from Chang'an City. It is said in a clear and precise manner and it sounds extremely credible."
Yang Guozhong stroked his beard and thought about it? Is this rumor somewhat credible? As the saying goes, there is no storm without fire. Why didn't Chang'an City spread the news that An Sishun, Ge Shuhan, and Li Siye had rebelled? But they wanted to spread the news to An Lushan?
He has the intention of rebelling. The matter of telling Ji Wen to the saint has not been settled yet. It just happens that the old and new accounts are being settled together? He should inform the saint of this matter as soon as possible.
He waved his hands to the two of them: "You guys go down."
"Here."
After the two of them retreated, he turned back and asked Wei Jiansu: "Where has Ji Wen been demoted to now?"
"It should be the long history of Liyang."
Yang Guozhong snorted and said: "I belittled him but saved him? What if he stayed in the court? Colluding with the rebels must be a death penalty. After I get rid of An Lushan, it will not be too late to deal with him."
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Wei Jiansu heard something was wrong from his voice, and quickly crossed his hands and asked: "Does Prime Minister Yang want to report this rumor to the saint? Expose An Lushan for his rebellion?"
After hearing this, Yang Guozhong turned around and questioned: "What? The news of his rebellion has spread to Chang'an City? I still want to pretend that I can't hear or see? The saint will eventually be misunderstood by you people."
After saying that, he walked out of the political hall with his hands behind his back.
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An Lushan was already preparing to return to Fan Yang. Several large carts and a group of armored soldiers were parked in front of the residence of the Prince of Qinrenfang. The carts were filled with the belongings given to him by the saints. He himself sat with his sleeves pierced.
Waiting in the ink truck to set off.
Liu Luogu was galloping in the alley on his fast horse. He quickly pulled up the horse's head and called out when he approached the team. He hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and ran towards An Lushan's chariot. The man who was riding on the leader's horse
Yan Zhuang and Gao Shang looked at each other in confusion. An Lushan opened the curtain from the carriage and shouted: "Why are you running? Why are you so unstable!"
Liu Luogu ran to the car, knelt down on one knee and crossed his hands: "What's wrong, Lord? There are rumors in Chang'an that the Lord is plotting rebellion."
"Huh?!" An Lushan frowned for a moment, then relaxed and said with an annoyed smile: "Okay? Not only did you think of going together? You actually ran in front of me. You did what I asked you to do.
?"
"Have you bribed some more people in your humble position? Publicize everywhere in Chang'an that Li Siye has accumulated a lot of money and intends to rebel."
An Lushan breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a rumor. Since the tenth year of Tianbao, some people have been claiming that they would rebel. The saint has never believed it. Even Wang Zhongsi said that he wanted to rebel. In the end, he did not
Let it go.
Yan Zhuang and Gao Shang dismounted from their horses, walked to the car and said: "Lord, this is fine. Let's spread the rumors, and Li Siye will also spread the rumors. If we simply muddy the waters, the saints will definitely not believe it, so we'd better get up and leave the city as soon as possible.
, don’t wait until something else happens in Long Night Dream.”
"Okay, get out of the city as soon as possible." An Lushan threw down the curtain, and the motorcade began to slowly go outside the gate.
Just when An Lushan was leading the convoy out of the city, Li Siye had already led Yan Xiaosi across the Weishui River in light clothes. Yang Guozhong also began to ride out of the imperial city and headed along the side street to Nannei Xingqing Palace to prepare to see the saint.
After a morning, the rumors in Chang'an City became more and more diverse. Yang Guozhong decided to have people copy all these rumors in a small notebook and take them to scare the emperor.
When he was passing by Shengyefang, some officials who had heard of it came forward to report: "To report to your right minister, there are now rumors that Li Siye, the king of Xiliang County, is supporting the Western Regions Chamber of Commerce in an attempt to rebel."
Yang Guozhong patted Jinxian Guan on his head vigorously, feeling that his brain was running out of energy: "Why are there rumors about Li Siye's rebellion again? What's going on with the two of them? Why are they all rushing to spread rumors? Are they all rushing to rebel?
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Jingzhao Yinxian Yu Zhongtong, who was following him on horseback, shook his head and said: "How is this possible? It is unreasonable and unreasonable. It must be because these two people ordered people to spread rumors in private to attack each other."
Yang Guozhong said angrily: "The word rebellion has been mentioned all the time. It has been mentioned for a long time, and it has become true even if it is not true."
Xianyu Zhongtong crossed his hands and asked: "Right Prime Minister, what should we do now? Do we still need to go to the palace to report to His Majesty?"
"Of course, you immediately send soldiers from the Jingzhao Mansion to check whether An Lushan and Li Siye are still in Chang'an. If they are still there, I will naturally report to the saint and control them, so that two big gangsters can be eliminated in one fell swoop.
Hidden danger!”
"Well, my subordinates will do it now."
Yang Guozhong entered Xingqing Palace in a big way. He learned from the eunuch guarding the gate that the emperor and the imperial concubine were in Jiaotai Palace, so he rushed over excitedly. The eunuch Yuan Siyi stood guard outside the palace gate. When he saw Yang Guozhong coming, he asked with a smile:
"Prime Minister Yang, I haven't seen you for a while."
Yang Guozhong cupped his hands perfunctorily and said: "Yang Guozhong asked to see the saint, and also asked my father-in-law to pass the message on his behalf."
"Mr. Yang, wait a moment. I will go and ask you questions right now."
After a while, Yuan Siyi came out, holding a fly whisk in his hand and bowed and said: "The saint asked you to come in."
The emperor and his concubine were rehearsing a dance piece in the palace. Li Longji was nearly seventy years old, but his body was still flexible. He was wearing a woman's clothes and sleeves. He made a circle around Yang Yu, who was standing with one foot hanging in the center, and then put the clothes on
She raised her sleeves, causing Concubine Yang to cover her mouth and smile: "Sanlang, your posture is more like a beauty than my concubine."
Li Longji wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a fond smile: "I am willing to make a change. It would be more comfortable for you to be the king and me to be the beauty."