Although the Southern Tang Dynasty is not as big as Da Chu, the royal family of the Southern Tang Dynasty wants to compete with Da Chu in everything. You Da Chu uses the state and county system, but I don't.
Tang decided to create a White Feather Guard just to see who among them was more powerful.
Therefore, the result of this is that the Southern Tang Palace is not much less luxurious and gorgeous than the Dachu Palace. Even in some small places such as carving techniques and forest planting, the Southern Tang is even more picky than the Dachu Palace.
At this time, in the Yuji Palace of Li Houzhen, the leader of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the mountain ghost who had appeared on the shore of the East China Sea was standing half a step behind him with his head bowed, just like the combination of Wu Chan and Chu Zheng.
However, if we compare Chu Zheng and Li Houzhen, Chu Zheng is an old dragon who has reached the top and is now even starting to decline, while Li Houzhen is a young dragon who has just become an adult and is full of vigor and energy.
"Your Majesty, that one is here!"
"Let him in."
"yes."
A young eunuch wearing the clothes of a fifth-grade eunuch hurriedly ran in to report and then hurriedly exited. Soon he brought back a middle-aged scribe in casual clothes. This scribe had an ordinary appearance, and you wouldn't care if he was thrown into a crowd.
Someone who will take a second look.
But his magnanimity cannot be ignored, especially when he is calm and composed in front of Li Houzhen.
"Your Majesty, Fu Qingyuan, meets the Emperor!"
Fu Qingyuan! I really didn’t expect that this ordinary-looking guy was actually the prefect of Taiyuan Prefecture. It turned out that not only did he not die in the hands of the assassins from Shu Shengjian, but he also quietly entered the palace! But how could he, a small prefect, do it?
How could he meet Long Yan so easily?
Let’s not talk about this matter for now, just say that after Li Houzhen, the leader of the Southern Tang Dynasty, heard Fu Qingyuan explain the cause and effect, he slapped his chair heavily.
"You are so brave. Even if Ange interferes with the Southern Tang Dynasty, I will not care about him, but he still dares to touch my people. It seems that I need to spend some effort to eradicate some of his minions."
Fu Qingyuan looked at the angry Li Houzhen and laughed, waving his hand to stop his thoughts. It seemed that he was not angry at all after being assassinated.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. The Ange doesn't know that I, a little prefect, belong to the Emperor. Besides, there are quite a few officials in Da Chu who are killed by the Ange every year. We haven't seen the Emperor of Da Chu put in any effort to die."
To deal with the dark pavilion!"
He was assassinated, and the emperor wanted to send people to kill those secret assassins. Fu Qingyuan not only did not strongly agree, but also asked the emperor to calm down. It seems that this Fu Qingyuan is also a rare talent!
"Your Majesty, the imperial court should have the magnanimity of the imperial court. Don't they like to play tricks in the Jianghu? We can also follow the rules of the Jianghu. He Da Chu can have six doors, and we in the Southern Tang Dynasty also have Phantom Guards, right? The Emperor only
It is necessary to mobilize two second-grade masters to give me orders, and I will find a way to catch turtles in a urn for him!"
Li Houzhen didn't have any airs in front of Fu Qingyuan, and she seemed to trust him very much. While joking, she asked Shangui to recruit two second-level masters from the Phantom Guard for him to control.
"It's natural for Mr. Fu to want two little second-grade ones, but I'm wondering why this secret pavilion suddenly came to assassinate Mr. Fu? Has anyone in the court begun to doubt your identity, Mr. Fu?
?”
Fu Qingyuan said this categorically.
"This can only be done by the remnants of the four princes. They only had a handle on my escape plan back then. It's not difficult for them to guess that I'm still alive in the world, but it doesn't matter. After
Once the secret cabinet is disturbed, not only will we not be passive, but I will be completely behind the scenes. I can repeat the old trick of Jin Chan's escape plan, and the price is just another fake death!"
When Li Houzhen heard what Fu Qingyuan said, she stood up from her seat and bowed to Fu Qingyuan to the end.
"Sir, you are a great talent. You worked tirelessly for me and helped me ascend to the throne. Later, it was supposed to be the time to be crowned king and prime minister. However, there were so many parties in the court. With your ability, you had to rely on self-defilation and fake death to escape.
, and then I completely ignored my official position and reputation. Even though I was far away from the world, I still kept an eye on every move in the court and the world. Without your guidance, I would have been turned into a withered grave!"
Fu Qingyuan stood in front of Li Houzhen.
Li Houzhen accepted his bow in an upright manner, and Li Houzhen did not call himself me at this time, but me!
"Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this. Although I am well-read in poetry and books, I still believe in the arts of ghosts and gods, and I am especially proficient in the Eight Trigrams of Qimen. I am not destined to be a king or prime minister. I am destined to live in secret all my life. Even
No trace can be left in the history books, but no matter what, I will definitely do my best to create a bright future for our Southern Tang Dynasty!"
Ignoring what Fu Qingyuan said, Li Houzhen bowed deeply again.
"In the future, if I can completely eliminate the government and the opposition, I will rectify your name and make you the emperor's mentor!"
Fu Qingyuan returned Li Houzhen as a courtier.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
…
The capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty was called Yanjing City, which was the name given by the founding emperor when the Southern Tang Dynasty was founded.
Like Dachu, the Yanjing city also keeps its doors open at night, and there are many fireworks and willow alleys in the Goulan market. Most of the scholars in the world have one virtue, and the worst is the leisurely and leisurely life of seeking beauty and asking willows. After the court, there will be no
It’s a good time to drink and admire beauties!
However, the Southern Tang Dynasty was not as good as Da Chu. There was a Huimenglou that specialized in skin and flesh business all over the country. But in the capital city of the Southern Tang Dynasty, it was certainly not inferior to the places like the Red Mansion and Chu Pavilion.
In the city of Yanjing there is a place called the Bliss on Earth, and the things you can enjoy there are comparable to those in Huimeng Tower in the capital of Da Chu.
Tonight, I don’t know how much money this worldly paradise has made. Anyway, the face of the madam was already blooming with joy, and people kept pouring into the restaurant.
There are seven floors of Bliss on Earth. If you want to enter the lowest floor for consumption, you must have at least fifty taels of silver in your pocket. If you want to go to the highest floor, then I'm sorry, the seventh floor only accepts Kyoto second-grade and above.
of officials.
Although the conditions for entering the seventh floor are harsh, there were several tables of guests even though it was not overcrowded in the past, but today it is unusually quiet, and the entire seventh floor is empty.
"Master Prime Minister, according to the news from the secret pavilion, Fu Qingyuan, the prefect of Taiyuan Prefecture, has been killed by them!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the box at the deepest part of the seventh floor. Although there was a sound, there was no light in the box, or rather there was only one light.
"Dead? It shouldn't be! How could he die so easily?"
Two old faces were reflected under the dim oil lamp, and one of them had a face full of humility, while the other looked aloof!
"Master Prime Minister, could it be that our guess was wrong? Fu Qingyuan is not the same person at all! You..."
The prime minister with a Chinese-character face raised his hand to stop the man from continuing.
"It's impossible. My guess is absolutely correct. Fu Qingyuan must be Mr. Liantang back then."
The guy called the Prime Minister frowned and thought for a long time, but finally sighed slowly.
"Alas! I'm afraid that this time we have alerted the snake in the grass. Not only did we not catch his tail, but we made him hide deeper."
"well!"
Seeing the Prime Minister sigh, the other person also sighed, and then he thought of something and was about to say it, but when he said it, he hesitated.
"Just let it go if you have any farts!"
Naturally, his little move did not escape the Prime Minister's eye. Although the light was dim, the Prime Minister could still see his thoughts at a glance.
"Prime Minister, there has been some instability in the court recently. The fourth prince has been exiled overseas and his life or death is unknown. Everyone has their own thoughts and their original firm confidence has been shaken. In the past, we could tell them that we were from the fourth prince's faction.
, there will definitely be no good fruit if you turn your back now, but...but..."
At this point, the man sighed again before continuing.
"But now the emperor..."
"Um!"
When the prime minister glared at him, the man raised his hand and gave him a few slaps.
"The villain said it wrong, the villain said it wrong! It's the boy Houzhen who is right. Now that boy is constantly wooing our old ministers, saying that he is once the emperor and the courtier, and he can do everything in the past.
Don't blame me, as long as they do things well in the future, he will not treat them badly. In recent days, several ministers in the DPRK have been tempted!"
The prime minister was not angry about this. After listening quietly, he stretched out his hand to touch the man's head.
"What are you thinking? Dong Biping, you said this to me on purpose, right? I think you are also thinking wrongly! How dare you say these words in front of me despite how many you can kill!"
"The villain doesn't dare, the villain doesn't dare! The villain doesn't dare to forget for a moment who saved the lives of the villain's family. It's because of your cultivation by the Fourth Prince and the Prime Minister that I am what I am today. The villain will take the knife.
Even if there is a sea of fire under the mountain, I wouldn’t dare to think like that!”
The guy named Dong Biping was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kept kowtowing, while the prime minister just watched all this indifferently. He didn't say anything to stop him until the ground was dripping with blood.
"Get up!"
He pretentiously stretched out his hand to help Dong Biping up, and handed him a handkerchief to wipe the blood stains. The latter stood up with his hand in fear, took the handkerchief and casually wiped the donated blood on his forehead.
"Dong Biping, I know that you listen to me now because your family is in my hands. To be honest, I am not afraid that you will hate me, because you will thank me one day. You can tell those who are unstable
Guys, the fourth prince is definitely not dead, and he will return in the near future. By then, all history will be rewritten, and you and I will also leave our own traces in history!"
The Prime Minister reached out and dipped his finger in the wine and wrote a few words on the table: Fang will last through the ages, and the text will be correct.
"Dong Biping, if those guys can't stop their little thoughts even after knowing that the fourth prince is not dead, you can pick one or two of them to kill the nine tribes. This can be regarded as killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. The dead souls I have carried over the years have been
There are enough already, I don’t care about carrying more!”
Dong Biping was so frightened by the prime minister's words that he broke out in cold sweat. He was told to kill chickens to scare the monkeys, but he was also that monkey! All his nine tribes were in the hands of the prime minister.
"yes!"
Stretching out his sleeves and wiping the blood and sweat from his forehead, Dong Biping carefully exited the room step by step. In the room, the prime minister picked up the glass of wine he had dipped in and drank it down in one gulp.
"I want them all!"
…
"Mr. Fu, where should we go this time?"
Outside the Imperial Palace of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the sword-holding man who had had a fierce fight with the Scholar Sword appeared mysteriously next to Fu Qingyuan.
"Of course I'm going back to Taiyuan Mansion, where else can I go?"
As if he was used to the man's sudden appearance or disappearance, Fu Qingyuan didn't panic at all.
"But now the magistrate's residence in Taiyuan Prefecture is no longer safe for us. That person's strength is indeed better than mine. Do you think we should consider going somewhere else?"
Although the middle-aged man was very anxious, Fu Qingyuan was not worried at all. He answered the questions that were not asked.
"Have the posthumous affairs of the pretender who died for me been settled?"
Fu Qingyuan could not take his words seriously, but the man holding the knife did not dare to ignore Fu Qingyuan.
"It has been taken care of. Not only will the prefect be buried in a grand manner according to the standards after his death, but he will also be given a pension of ten thousand taels. His son will also be quietly arranged to enter the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies!"
"That's good!"
Fu Qingyuan said
"But sir, now is not the time to think about these things. We can't go back! If the dark pavilion comes back by then, I have no confidence in protecting your husband's safety!"
As soon as the middle-aged man became anxious, he jumped in front of Fu Qingyuan and blocked his way.
"The prefect of Taiyuan Prefecture, 'Fu Qingyuan', is already dead. Why can't I go back?"
Then, Fu Qingyuan did not forget to knock him on the head.
"You piece of elm!"
After saying that, he passed the man and walked forward.
"By the way, let the news out for me, saying that the magistrate of Taiyuan Prefecture is actually not dead, and that the one who died is a substitute. Let's see if I don't tell them the truth!"