Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 2700 Wang's First Son
Although Gao Shilian is quite old now, he even serves as an official at home and rarely has foreigners, but after all, his qualifications and status are there. Even if he is discouraged because of his eldest grandson Wuji's rebellion and Qiu Xinggong's betrayal, the court still has an influence that cannot be ignored force.

The fact that she took care of Empress Wende, who was bullied by her stepmother when she was young, gave her an unparalleled status in the eyes of His Majesty Li Er.

There are countless disciples and old officials in the court.

If he can get Gao Shilian's support, he will not only restrain Changsun Wuji, but also strengthen his reputation...

So Li Zhi was extremely respectful to his eldest grandson Wuji on the surface, but he had his own little calculations in his heart.

In short, everything has been taken as the goal of the crown prince. In this process, there is nothing that cannot be discarded. As long as you get the permission of the emperor, you will have time to re-establish your prestige and cut off those branches that endanger the imperial power. Chacha...

Changsun Wuji was also very satisfied with Li Zhi's performance.

I single-handedly promoted Li Zhi to fight for the heir, and placed my confidantes beside him. If I really help Li Zhi and win the heir's position in the future, I will be the first meritorious service from the dragon, compared to assisting His Majesty Li Er to ascend the throne Even more prominent, who doesn't kneel down in front of him, civil and military in the Manchu Dynasty?
Guochao No.1 deserves its name.

"Since this is the case, the old man will ask Gao Jifu to visit His Highness tomorrow to communicate with him about how to cooperate with His Highness' actions in the future. This person is thoughtful, but also somewhat arrogant, and attaches great importance to fame and fortune. His Highness should deal with it properly, which can calm his mind. , and can rely on its ability.”

Li Zhi understood, and said with a smile: "In terms of government affairs, how can this king compare with Gao Jifu, an old official like Gao Jifu? I am afraid that the more he talks, the more he will show his timidity. I still have to trouble my uncle to mention him more. This king still uses his strengths to avoid weaknesses. Don't be seen as a joke."

Changsun Wuji was all smiles, more and more satisfied with Li Zhi's performance...

*****
Autumn rain covers Jinling.

The drizzle was like smoke and gauze, and it was like a cloud of white water mist covering the ancient capital. The autumn wind swept across the south of the Yangtze River, and the rain as thin as a cow's hair also drifted gently with the breeze.

Outside Jinling City, the Bamboo Garden of the Xiao Family.

The fine raindrops flutter and sprinkle, washing the fresh and tender bamboo leaves to become more and more verdant. The blue bamboo poles are swaying in the breeze and drizzle, and the chicks are flying low among the bamboos.

A green carriage arrived at the gate of the bamboo garden in the drizzle. A servant of the Xiao family who had been waiting here for a long time stepped forward, opened the curtain, and got out of the carriage to meet a middle-aged scribe in the carriage. Covering the head of the middle-aged scribe with an oil-paper umbrella, letting his body be wet by the rain, he led him step by step into the verdant bamboo forest, along the path paved with river pebbles, and went straight to the simple and elegant main building.

The building has polished floors. Due to the slight southeast wind recently, all the windows on the east side are closed to block the drizzle, while the other three sides are open. In the main hall, there is a The bronze censer is burning sandalwood, and wisps of light smoke curl up from the censer, and the cool air is filled with a faint fragrance, which is refreshing.

The middle-aged scribe took off his shoes in front of the hall, and the white socks stepped on the floor and walked into the hall.

Thinking that the old man with white beard and hair was kneeling and sitting in front of the carved lacquer coffee table in the hall, he laughed when he saw the middle-aged scribe, with a kind look on his face: "Nephew is late!"

The middle-aged scribe stepped forward, bowed to the ground, and saluted respectfully: "Your Wang Jing, I have seen Duke Xiao!"

The old man was Xiao Jing, the elder brother of Xiao Yu, Duke of the Song Dynasty, and Xiao Jing, the patriarch of the Xiao Clan in Lanling. Such a great gift? This old man is about to die, and he is inconvenient, but please take a seat, Mr. Wang, there is no need to be more courteous."

"The junior is more respectful than obedient, it's rude."

Wang Jing then got up, lifted his robe, and knelt respectfully in front of Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing looked at his complexion and saw that his complexion was fair, the three long beards under his jaw were neatly trimmed, his sword eyebrows were bright and his eyes were elegant, he was worthy of being the eldest son and grandson of the Wang family in Taiyuan. .

On the carved lacquer tea table was a pot of clear tea and two pottery teacups of simple style. Xiao Jing raised his hand to signal, seeing Wang Jing bowed slightly to thank him, then took the teapot and poured tea, and said with a smile: "This time, Da Lang You were able to go down to the south of the Yangtze River in person, which was really beyond my expectations."

It's because Wang Jing's status is too noble.

His ancestor, Wang Sizheng, was tall and strategic, and served in the court of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Wanqi Chounu, Su Qin Mingda and others caused rebellion in Guanzhong. Wang Sizheng followed Wang Yuanhao of Beihai to lead the army to conquer, and participated in the army's counseling and served as a staff member, gaining fame.Later, he supported Emperor Xiaowu of the Northern Wei Dynasty to ascend the throne. With the merits of Conglong, his momentum gradually rose, and he became the Duke of Taiyuan.

In the 14th year of the Datong, Wang Sizheng, who had entered the feudal government and was also the minister Zuo Pushe, Xingtai, the governor, and the governor of Jingzhou, led his troops to garrison Yingchuan to resist the [-] troops of the Eastern Wei Dynasty. He stood for several days under internal and external troubles and killed tens of thousands of enemies , and was finally exhausted and captured. This battle made Wang Sizheng famous all over the world.

Wang Yuanxun, Wang Jing's father, was the eldest son of Wang Sizheng. He guarded Yingchuan with him, and was defeated and captured.

The ancestor of their line is Situ Wang Yun of the Eastern Han Dynasty, with a pure blood lineage, even Wang Gui's line can't compare...

How could Xiao Jing not be surprised that such an important figure who was destined to become the head of the Wang family in Taiyuan came to Jiangnan in person?

Wang Jing was not surprised, he poured tea slowly, then gently pushed one of the cups in front of Xiao Jing, picked up the cup in front of him, took a sip of the tea, and closed his eyes slightly in his mouth. Taste the tea soup, and later praised: "Good tea!"

Xiao Jing smiled without saying a word.

Only then did Wang Jing put down his teacup, and said calmly: "Young generation, you should walk around more and see more. If you live in the pass all day and fail to appreciate the situation, how can you see the heroes of the world?"

Xiao Jing shook his head, stared at him and said: "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Although the south of the Yangtze River has become much more peaceful in recent years, due to the limited terrain, there are many rivers, ditches, deep mountains and swamps. As the direct son of the Taiyuan Wang family, and now you are married to His Royal Highness Jin Wang, it would be embarrassing if there is any mistake in such a noble status."

Wang Jing's eyes flickered, he couldn't figure out what Xiao Jing's words meant, was it persuasion or warning?
However, his expression was as usual, and he said with great emotion: "Thank you for your concern, senior, but fate is determined by the sky, life and death, good and bad, how can mortals avoid it? It is even a small puddle on the side of the road, and a slight fall can kill people. Is it possible that we can not walk? All these things, since there is no avoidance, it is better to face each other. Do my best and do my best, the so-called planning is up to people and things are up to heaven, that's all."

Xiao Jing drooped her eyelids and didn't answer.

The hall fell into silence, and the rain falling on the bamboo leaves outside the window made a soft rustling sound, which sounded very clear.

After a while, Xiao Jing sighed, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of the tea, put down the teacup and said: "Why bother with mere external things?"

Wang Jing was not at all surprised by this nonsensical sentence, but asked with a light smile, "Senior, do you know why I came here?"

Xiao Jing said angrily: "The future patriarch of the majestic Taiyuan Wang family traveled thousands of miles and came to the south of the Yangtze River. What else could it be for? It's probably just the breeding business that Fang Jun promised to Fang Jun at the beginning, but now he has regretted it." That’s all, otherwise, you only need to send a cashier to take over.”

Wang Jing was sitting upright, noncommittal, just looked at Xiao Jing, and asked slowly: "Can the Xiao family of Lanling become the support of the Wang family of Taiyuan to conspire with each other?"

He seems to have an elegant temperament and a gentle personality, but his way of doing things is like a sword out of its sheath, going straight and going without turning around. Even an old fox like Xiao Jing who has lived for decades and experienced countless winds and rains is stunned.

At first, he came to Jiangnan only because of Wang Jing himself, because the Wang family went back on their word and did not want to hand over the property that had been promised to Fang Jun. The battle for the throne of the king.

But I didn't expect that there would be a step to win over the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River...

Xiao Jing stroked his snow-white beard, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly: "The Xiao family of Lanling lives alone in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, far away from the capital. The Duke has relatives by marriage, if Da Lang repents and does not want to hand over the goods and farming industry he promised to the Duke of Yue, I am afraid that I will condemn him for the Duke of Yue."

Wang Jing's expression was as usual, he didn't care, but smiled lightly: "Dare to ask, is this the final answer of the Lanling Xiao family?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Jing's hand stroking his beard gradually stopped, and there was a gleam of brilliance in his dizzy old eyes.

threaten me? !

His hunched back slowly straightened, staring at Wang Jing with a pair of old eyes, and said word by word: "Are you worthy of an old answer?"

(End of this chapter)