Zhurou

Chapter 15
Zhao Mingzhi was noncommittal.

Lu Xianzhang suddenly felt pain in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he opened his mouth and said, "At present, the people of Di are very powerful. There are three roads in the west, east, south, and north of Beijing. There are rebellious soldiers infested, and there are bandits and refugees along the way. The son of a rich man can't sit down. How can His Highness go to the dangerous place in person? ?”

He said again: "Then Pei Yong has always been domineering and self-indulgent, so he had an antipathy in him. If His Highness's behavior is not in harmony, wouldn't it be in his heart, just like..."

He wanted to say that a sheep enters the tiger's mouth, but this kind of description really blocked his heart, so he hurriedly opened a sentence and said: "This is absolutely impossible!"

Among the courtiers, Zhao Mingzhi always looked at Lu Xianzhang differently.

She didn't choose her words carefully like she did to the others, but simply replied: "Since participating in politics, you know that Di Ren is powerful, and you must also know our situation at this moment. How can you ask such a question?"

Lu Xianzhang was full of desire to argue, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say them.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the only one available in the Great Jin Dynasty is the Western Army, and no one is willing to poke the hornet's nest.

In comparison, moving south to Jiangling or even Lin'an seemed to be a better choice.

He hesitated for a moment, and said: "I don't want to be perfunctory to Your Highness. The last time I went to Jingzhao Mansion to inspect, I called Qian Gang for the transfer envoy who was beheaded by Pei Yong's men. This person has a special identity. He was killed in the northwest that day This caused an uproar in the court, his grandfather was Qian Zhun, he served as the third envoy and Tongping Zhangshi, and after resigning, he served in the Guozijian for many years, with countless connections and good karma..."

"After the incident happened, the court wanted to investigate the real culprit, but Pei Yong tried his best to cover it up. Under the anger of the crowd, it was inevitable that he would be severely punished. That fellow must bear his grudge in his heart. His Highness will definitely go there this time, and it is inevitable that he will take revenge... ..."

"Besides..." He continued to speak a little in his mind, "there is one more important thing right now—that Qian Gang was originally the nephew of Qian Weiwu, the current commander of the Mabu Army, and because Qian Weiwu had no son , so they adopted him, and when the Qian family learned of this, they urged the main criminal to be escorted to Beijing, and they wanted Pei Yong to give an explanation, but they were regarded as nothing."

"Qian Huaiwu is now holding the Forbidden Army and is stationing in the capital."

When Lu Xianzhang said this, he couldn't help looking at Zhao Mingzhi behind the table.

She has no veil today, nor has she put down the screen.

At this time, the light was not bright, but because of the lack of light, the dim yellow candles all around made the girl's skin white as jade.

I don't know if it's because of his preconceived ideas or because of the candlelight, but the third princess is shrouded in a layer of soft light, so beautiful that people dare not look up to take a closer look.

She sat upright, her shoulders were straight, and her eyes were so soft.

Lu Xianzhang wanted to criticize Jingzhaofu a few more words, but when he thought that the other party was looking at him, he couldn't speak anymore for no reason.

He murmured a few times, and finally said: "Even if His Highness can really convince Pei Yong, I am afraid that such actions will chill the hearts of the generals who guard the city. Then the Western Army may not rebel, not to mention the generals stationed in the capital." It will also be forced to reverse..."

However, in Zhao Mingzhi's view, the problem that Lu Xianzhang and other important ministers were most worried about was not an obstacle.

After all, everyone placed high hopes on that person, who was favored by Yushi Zhongcheng Yang Ting, Tongping Zhangshi Sun Chong, and several Privy Council ministers at the same time. With nearly ten thousand horses in hand, he was regarded as the most important and powerful force in the capital. The horse infantry on the defense line all commanded Qian Weiwu——

As soon as he received the news that Xuzhou was besieged and Zhizhou had absconded, he held the letter of appeal for help from Cen Deguang, the judge of Xuzhou, in his hand. Ten days later, Di Ren began to attack the city after a long siege, and he directly led the imperial army to retreat southward.

And when he was searching for grains everywhere, he didn't know whether it was bad luck or his opponent had premeditated. On the road from the capital to Xuzhou, he was unexpectedly attacked by hundreds of di soldiers in the middle of the night.

There were thousands of imperial troops, but only a few hundred Di soldiers, but the former was beaten to the brim.

As for Qian Weiwu himself, he was killed by Liu Ya in the chaotic battle.

At that time, Zhao Mingzhi was also on his way to move south, and the correspondence between them was sluggish. It was not until several months later that everyone settled down in the new capital that they slowly pieced together what happened.

Qian Weiwu extorted violently in prefectures and counties outside Beijing, and behaved badly. He never thought of fighting without saying anything. He even wrote a letter of surrender to Di Ren, but he didn't move because the price was not agreed.

If it weren't for Qian Weiwu, the capital might not have fallen so early, and the Central Plains might not have fallen into chaos so quickly.

Zhao Mingzhi thought for a while, then asked bluntly: "When was the last time that commander of Qiandu made the discount?"

Lu Xianzhang has a very good memory, after thinking about it for a while, he said: "It should be..."

Just as he was about to answer, he was suddenly taken aback.

Qian Weiwu's latest discount was more than 20 days ago.

Such a long time interval made his heart skip a beat.

Zhao Mingzhi said calmly: "Participating in politics is busy, so I'm afraid I don't necessarily pay attention to the news of the capital. I heard the officials mention it in the morning, and I already asked someone to check it——Since the cold dew passed, Qian Weiwu's place has written repeatedly. The frequency of urging for food and payment is almost twice a day, but once the light snow has passed, there is no news, not only this, but also the imperial army under his command is also silent."

In other words, the thousands of imperial guards guarding the capital had already disappeared in Zhongshu's repeated memorials.

This kind of thing happened too many times, even Lu Xianzhang, who had rarely led a soldier, could also feel that something was wrong.

He swallowed, but he didn't know what to say, and he didn't dare to say a word for Qian Weiwu.

What if it really drops?
Zhao Mingzhi said again: "Not only the capital, but also Xuzhou's letters are decreasing day by day. Last time, the military department sent out spies. If everything goes well, I think there will be a reply in a few days."

It's just that they didn't get a reply before, and everyone had already moved south, which happened to be staggered with the spies.

The truth is so clear, naturally Lu Xianzhang will not argue.

However, Qian Weiwu is unreliable, so can Pei Yong be reliable?
But he didn't ask any more questions, but lowered his head halfway, and said softly: "His Royal Highness is worried about Xuzhou, and the humble minister eats the king's salary, but he can't share the king's worries. How can he sit comfortably? In this case, please take the imperial edict and go to Jingzhao Mansion... ..."

Zhao Mingzhi shook his head and said, "Why is it necessary to participate in politics? If His Majesty hadn't gone in person this time, then I would have had the possibility of going alone."

Lu Xianzhang was speechless for a while, but his chest felt tight, and he asked: "Your Highness will accompany you..."

Zhao Mingzhi said: "The power in the court is chaotic, and I have no foundation with Your Majesty. This time, no one can really trust me. If I really succeed in the Jingzhao Mansion, the court will not listen, and I still need to participate in political mediation for a while—I don’t know." OK or not?"

Lu Xianzhang stood there in a daze, unable to push back.

Zhao Mingzhi said again: "This trip south, most of the attendants are from the former palace. It is difficult to distinguish the loyal and the traitor. As usual, in times of crisis, you can go to the two palaces to stay in the palace at night—Guardian Lu..."

Lu Xianzhang didn't need her to finish the sentence, he said in a calm manner: "Your Highness, please don't worry, the official will enter the palace to guard His Majesty from tonight, and the merits and virtues will be considered complete only when His Highness returns safely. middle."

Zhao Mingzhi then stood up and bowed to him.

Lu Xianzhang sighed slightly, turned half a step, but returned a big gift, and said in a slow voice: "I only hope that your Highness will do well..."

The tone was difficult, and in the end, it was already inaudible.

***
As it was getting late, Zhao Mingzhi put away the small seals and edicts placed in front of him one by one.

She got up and left the inner room, just as she opened the door, she saw a person kneeling by the door.

The other party was dressed up, and his hair was already wrapped in a turban. After hearing the movement, he quickly raised his head, but he still didn't say a word. He just put the burden on his shoulder and stood up by himself. He looked like he was just waiting for Zhao Mingzhi to move forward.

　Thank you Hua Yingying for giving me the little God of Wealth money pot =3=
　　Ask in a low voice, everyone, do you have any extra tickets today?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)