Li Er of the Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Xie is here!

Chapter 220 Say hello to my husband for me

This question from the official family can be said to be asking the key point.

But of course some things cannot be said directly. Is it possible to tell the officials like this, since you have discovered it, then I will not act in this play? I am a double agent of Daikin, codenamed "Ba Tie Innocent"?

Qin Hui still had to say what needed to be said.

"It's just a temporary measure to hide one's strength and bide one's time." Qin Hui said solemnly: "Ten years of life and ten years of learning have been learned. When I, the Song Dynasty, have full wings, I will definitely launch the Northern Expedition and conquer the Central Plains!"

Zhao Chan couldn't help but suddenly realized.

It turns out that I was wrong about it.

"I don't have to worry about your work." Zhao Chan expressed his affirmation to Qin Hui in a deep voice.

If I had said this earlier, wouldn't I have misunderstood it?

In fact, in his opinion, it doesn't matter whether he temporarily surrenders to the Jin Kingdom, or is canonized by the Jin Kingdom, or even kneels down to accept him. Zhao Chan had a good reason to comfort himself, and he endured the humiliation and endured the hardships. But he is actually avoiding the problem. In essence, just like Qin Hui said, you can't risk your life. How can you enjoy it if you risk your life?

Jiangnan is good, Sun Quan will enjoy it.

Besides, my dad has been fighting all his life, so I can’t enjoy it?

Thinking like this, Zhao Chan saw the last one.

"Kill Yue Fei?" He said to himself in astonishment.

"Kill Yue Fei!" Qin Hui repeated firmly: "The only person the Jin people hate is Yue Fei. The peace negotiation between Song and Jin Dynasties cannot be achieved without killing Yue Fei!"

Zhao Chan fell into silence.

He remembered what his father Liu Bei once said: when your enemy praises you, you should reflect on what you did wrong.

On the other hand, the more the enemy hates me, is that what I need the most?

For the first time in his life, Zhao Chan was so confused. He didn't know what to do.

It is said that being close to virtuous ministers and staying away from villains is why the early Han Dynasty prospered; being close to villains and being distant from virtuous ministers is why the later Han Dynasty declined. But how can the difference between loyalty and treachery be easily distinguished?

Didn’t even the great grandfather Taizong Wen and Emperor Liu Heng misread the Bank of China’s statement?

"This is a serious matter, so we should deal with it slowly." Zhao Chan looked uncertain: "Yue Fei is very popular in the Song Dynasty. If he is killed rashly, he may be criticized."

Zhao Chan meant to delay and wait for him to learn more before making a decision.

But when Qin Hui heard this sentence, it had a different meaning.

"Officials, don't panic. We won't convict him of treason." Qin Hui stretched out his sword with compassion and slashed it hard: "He Zhu and Wan Qixi are in charge of Dali Temple. How to sentence him? It's not up to them to say The final word? The final interpretation of Song Law lies with them..."

The subtext is that the ministers who will take the blame have been found for you. If they feel that the people's resentment is serious, the officials can use He Zhu and Wan Qixi to attack the people's anger.

Zhao Chan said oh, of course he heard what Qin Hui meant. He pondered: "Are you sure that Yue Fei is plotting rebellion?"

"Although Fei Ziyun and Zhang Xianshu are unknown, their circumstances are unfounded." Qin Hui said without hesitation.

Zhao Chan wanted to say that Mo Xuyou could conquer the world, but after thinking about it, he endured it.

Since you can say these three words, you probably don't care too much about worldly opinions.

"I understand what you mean." Zhao Chan nodded.

On the same day, Zhao Chan had dinner at Zhang Jun's home again. During the dinner, Zhang Jun and others once again told Zhao Chan about Yue Fei's "misdeeds".

Zhao Chan was extremely angry and immediately said, "Don't worry, I have the final say on this matter."

Back in the palace, Zhao Chan, for the first time, did not visit the beautiful woman who was honored by Qin Hui as a tribute, but instead went to see Concubine Wu.

Liu Chan only stayed in Wu Guifei's palace for a long time, and then went to find his sweethearts again.

The next day, everything was business as usual.

But somewhere along the way, the content of the "Song and Jin Peace Conference" spread like wildfire throughout Lin'an City.

The streets and alleys of Lin'an City were talking about it, and even the traffickers and lackeys were discussing the content of the peace talks.

The people did not dare to say it openly, but privately they were reviling Qin Hui and his party.

Some who are brave enough dare to secretly ridicule the current officials, saying that they are ambiguous, deaf and blind, and some say that they have the style of Northern Qi.

How about the poisonous mouths of scholars? The lethality of this Northern Qi style was astonishing to the ancient emperors.

Of course Yang Yizhong had read books. He wanted to hunt down those who made insinuations about the officials, but was stopped by Zhao Chan.

First of all, he didn't know what Northern Qi was, and he didn't know the story of human-like stars; secondly, he didn't care about these things, and it was his good character to do what he said; finally, he felt that a big man should not be punished for his words.

Yang Yizhong kindly reminded the officials that we are the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Chan glared at him, isn't Song a Han Chinese? Only then did Yang Yizhong shut up.

Forget it, it’s your old Zhao family’s world anyway. You can change the country’s name to Handu tomorrow.

On the third day, Li Ruopu and He Yanyou, the prime ministers of Dali Temple, protested at court, and Wan Qixi almost went to the martial arts practice to redress Yue Fei's injustice. Zong Zhengqing Zhao Shi guaranteed Yue Fei's innocence with his whole family, and smashed it with a wat board. Wanqixi's head hit.

Zhao Chan watched coldly from above, watching Qin Hui arrest them and imprison them on the charge of "disrespect before the emperor".

"The officials, these are all Yue Fei's party." Qin Hui said plausibly.

Because of Zhao Gou's laissez-faire over the years, coupled with Zhao Chan's trust some time ago, Qin Hui has already dominated the court.

Even Cai Jing back then was not as powerful as him.

Zhao Chan patted Qin Hui on the shoulder and expressed that he had worked really hard for the country. Not only did he talk about it, he also rewarded him with countless gold and silver.

Qin Hui left happily. When he was leaving the palace, he looked back and looked again. Zhao Chan's eyes were still filled with clear stupidity.

He couldn't stop feeling proud, and the last trace of worry disappeared without a trace.

Everything before was all an illusion. It seemed that the officials were not testing the situation at the beginning, but were worried about who would take the blame.

After Qin Hui had completely walked away, Zhao Chan looked at Yang Yizhong, who was eager to talk, and said with a smile, I already knew you wanted to talk, don't hold it back, speak up quickly if you have anything to say.

Yang Yizhong held it in for a long time and only managed to say one sentence: Officials should be careful about Qin Hui.

Zhao Chan smiled and said I don't have to worry about it.

Of course he can save it. In his previous life, no matter who his father-in-law wanted to deal with, he had to seek his own opinion before dealing with it; but what about Qin Hui in front of him? Deal with it first and then report it. You don't even need to ask for instructions, just label people as traitors.

Although Adou loves to play, he is not confused or a fool.

In November in Jiangnan, the cold wind is still biting.

Zhao Chan looked at the sky and couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

Who is the loyal minister and who is the traitor?

I can't tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference!

Asked Yang Yizhong, Yang Yizhong only said that he did not dare; asked Concubine Wu, Concubine Wu said Qin Hui.

But Zhao Chan didn't want to believe that the considerate Qin Hui turned out to be a traitor. Otherwise, who would take him to eat and play together in the future?

After asking Yang Yizhong again, Zhao Chan just asked casually and did not expect Yang Yizhong to give him any advice.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yizhong had a different answer this time.

He took out a book of Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms from his pocket and opened the "Book of Shu: The Biography of Zhuge Liang".

Zhao Chan couldn't help but shed tears as he read.

Now that the south has been secured and the troops are sufficient, it is time to lead the three armies to the north to secure the central plains. We have exhausted the common people and the dull people. We have driven out the traitors and revived the Han Dynasty and returned it to the old capital. This is why I serve the late emperor and serve your majesty loyally. also……

He recited the instructions three times in a row, his voice getting louder and louder.

Before I knew it, tears had wet my clothes.

Xiangfu, if you are still alive, please help Adou and let Adou know who is the loyal minister and who is the traitor...

Xiangfu...eh? Xiangfu?

Zhao Chan suddenly had a bad idea.

Why not... use your father-in-law's name to catch a fish?

He first turned his attention to Yang Yizhong.

Yang Yizhong didn't say anything, he just lamented that it was a pity that His Majesty could not be the Marquis of Wu. Qin Hui was not the Marquis of Wu after all.

Zhao Chan sighed in his heart, why didn't I win Marquis Wu? That's my father-in-law...

Yang Yizhong had great affirmation of Zhuge Liang, and of course Zhao Chan was also very satisfied.

It seems that Yang Yizhong is a loyal minister.

Zhao Chan couldn't help but think of the excessive demands of the Jin people in the peace treaty between Song and Jin. It's enough to cede land and seek peace. If you save the land and lose people, you can still comfort yourself if you lose both people and land. In a country of uncles and nephews, I am the nephew and Jin is the uncle?

I am a descendant of Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty. My grandfather, Emperor Shizongwu, Liu Che, gave this ethnic group the confidence to stand upright for thousands of years. My father, Liu Bei, is a man who stands upright. They did not ask me to bow down to a mere foreign race!

After all, my old Liu family is different from your Zhao family. Even if I die, I have to be buried with several foreigners!

"Let's go to Dali Temple and see Yue Fei." Zhao Chan took the lead and walked out of the palace.

Yang Yizhong was stunned for a long time before following him.

The candlelight in Dali Temple Prison was dim, and the smell of decay and mold irritated Zhao Chan's nostrils, making him feel nauseous as he had always been pampered.

Walking through the long corridor, you came to a decaying room.

"Guan family, we're here." Yang Yizhong's voice came to mind at the right time.

Zhao Chan rubbed his feet. The road just now was so bumpy that he almost sprained his feet.

He endured the discomfort and looked inside.

The moonlight was dim, the candlelight was dim, and a haggard man lay on the straw, not knowing whether to live or die.

"General Yue?" Yang Yizhong called.

"Stop shouting, envoy," the jailer nearby couldn't help but remind him: "General Yue has been on hunger strike for many days and has been severely tortured. His body is weak and he is probably asleep now."

As soon as he finished saying this, Yue Fei, who was lying on the straw, opened his eyes.

When he saw Yang Yizhong who had captured him and brought him to justice, he couldn't help being frightened. Looking back, he saw that it was the official Zhao Chan.

Yue Fei stood up and was about to salute, but was held down by Zhao Chan.

Zhao Chan felt like something was stuck in his throat. With just one glance, he was able to conclude that the Yue Fei in front of him was definitely not a rebel.

Although Yue Fei was covered with bruises and had not taken in water for several days, his body was still as straight as a cypress.

Zhao Chan couldn't help but think of his second uncle.

The same unparalleled hero, but only humiliated at the hands of rats.

Zhao Chan only felt that something was burning in his chest, burning hot.

The first words Yue Fei and Zhao Chan spoke were not about redress of grievances, but about the Northern Expedition.

Zhao Chan asked, "If you don't plead your grievances for yourself, but prefer the Northern Expedition, aren't you afraid of death?"

Yue Fei smiled and said that I would not hesitate to die. As long as the officials can persist in the Northern Expedition and prevent the fathers and villagers from supporting the old and young to look south to the king's army, and prevent the barbarians from oppressing the people, what's the problem even if I die now?

Zhao Chan already had the answer in his heart.

He smiled and mentioned Zhuge Liang to Yue Fei.

But he didn't want Yue Fei to cry.

What I was crying about was Zhuge Liang’s unfulfilled ambition, and what I was crying about was my own empathy.

"Liu Chan, with a mere state of land, still has the intention to annex eight wastelands. Is it possible that I, sitting in the entire territory of the Han and Wu Dynasties in the past, are not as good as Liu Chan who is happy to not miss Shu?"

Zhao Chan couldn't help but cue himself.

"I know the general doesn't believe it. Why did the emperor who was still bent on negotiating for peace suddenly change his temper today?" Zhao Chan said to himself: "The general must have known about the Jin people's peace negotiation. I don't understand why he won the battle. But to be so insulted.”

"Actually, what I think is the most ridiculous thing is the Jin man's request to let me kill you, and then we can have peace."

Yue Fei raised his head, wondering what the official wanted to say.

He was about to kneel down to show his loyalty, but Liu Chan stopped him.

"I'm not stupid. During the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms of the Former Han Dynasty, even if Emperor Jing killed Chao Cuo, the seven kingdoms of Wu and Chu could not stop their troops and cease a truce. How could I destroy the Great Wall because of the barbarians' empty words?"

"If Pengju is here, I can have fun in the palace with peace of mind; if Pengju is not here, and the Jin army goes south, I can't stop having fun."

Yue Fei was stunned when he heard this. These words were a bit unlike what an official would say.

However, Yang Yizhong knelt down early and called himself a wise official.

Zhao Chan said that Sheng Ming was a hammer, but could Sheng Ming still put Yue Fei in jail?

The two chatted in the prison until late at night before returning to the palace.

Of course, Qin Hui also learned that Zhao Chan personally visited Yue Fei in the Dali Temple prison. He summoned Wan Qixi and other party members overnight to discuss an idea.

None of the ideas given by the dog-headed military advisors worked, and even the king of assassins and assassins came. After thinking about it, Qin Hui felt that he should have a softer approach with the officials.

For the current official, Qin Hui could say that he figured out his character on the second day. Soft-eared, unassertive, easily manipulated... these words can't even describe him accurately.

At the court meeting the next day, Qin Hui once again requested that Yue Fei be tried.

I thought that the officials who went to Dali Temple Prison would object, but I didn't expect that the officials actually agreed, saying that the matter would be settled later.

Qin Hui couldn't help but be very happy. It seemed that the officials still listened to him. Perhaps it was when he was in prison last night that Yue Fei made some unreasonable remarks and offended the officials.

However, this is not what he wants to care about. Continuously exploiting the corners of the Song Dynasty is what he needs.

In his mind, he was even planning whether to bring Han Shizhong in too. He had long disliked the profligate Han Wu.

The Song Dynasty did not allow such awesome people to exist!

After the dynasty dispersed, Zhao Chan stopped Qin Hui.

Qin Hui thought that the officials called him to talk about how to try the case, so he didn't think much and stayed.

Yang Yizhong stood far outside the palace, listening to the five directions and looking in all directions.

Why five and seven? Because the officials can't listen indiscriminately.

Zhao Chan and Qin Hui chatted for a few words and then got to the point.

"I wonder what Qin Xianggong thinks of Zhuge Wuhou?"

Qin Hui couldn't figure it out. He didn't know what the official meant when he suddenly mentioned Zhuge Liang.

He didn't take it seriously and just said with a smile: "In ancient and modern times, many people say that Zhuge Liang is a wise prime minister, but I think otherwise. The weather changes, and the magic weapons become easier. This is the way of heaven. Zhuge Liang does not know the time of the sky, and uses a mantis arm as a chariot. How can it last?" Moreover, Zhuge Liang went on a military rampage and used his own selfish desires to cause the people of Yizhou to complain and become homeless. He also exercised arbitrary power and treated his successor as a child... Looking at it from a minister's perspective, Zhuge Liang was so famous that it was hard to live up to it. He was actually a first-rate traitor... …”

Zhao Chan's complexion became darker and darker, his hands were clenched tightly, and his joints turned white from the excessive force. Before Qin Hui could finish his last sentence, Zhao Chan let out a heart-rending roar and jumped towards Qin Hui.

Qin Hui was caught off guard and pushed to the ground.

How could he have thought that the official family, who had been fine just now, suddenly turned into this crazy person with red eyes, who seemed to be trying to choose and devour people?

"Official..." As soon as Qin Hui said it, Zhao Chan punched him in the face.

Zhao Gou has practiced martial arts after all, so he is naturally strong. And Zhao Chan had also practiced with Generals Guan, Zhang, Ma, Huang, and Zhao Wuhu, and he could still defeat Qin Huizhi, a scholar with no strength in his hands.

"I... don't allow... you! Insult! Insult! Him!" Zhao Chan's voice seemed to come from the deepest part of his throat, which was creepy. Every time he paused, the fist hit Qin Hui's face hard.

It's okay to insult me, but it's not okay to insult your father-in-law...!

Yang Yizhong watched from a distance at the palace gate, not knowing whether he should step forward to stop him or stand by and watch.

Reason told him to stay away from the affairs of the officials; but emotion told him that the officials fought well, fought brilliantly, and made the fight sound great.

He had long been unhappy with that traitor Qin Hui.

Qin Hui's left eye had been blown out by Zhao Chan's heavy punch, and his mind seemed to be open to a water and land dojo, with chimes, cymbals, and cymbals ringing in unison.

He didn't know why just one word made His Majesty, who had always been unable to harden, be so furious and even do such a disgraceful thing.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn't; he wanted to fight back, but he couldn't.

Now I regret it, I regret it very much, I regret that I was so careless, knowing that the official and Yue Fei were talking late at night, yet I came to the palace so brazenly and threw myself into a trap.

Under the continuous punches, Qin Hui was already dying.

He thought that Zhao Gou would beat him to death like this, but he found that Zhao Gou's fists that kept bombarding him had stopped at some point.

"Official...official family..."

Qin Hui didn't want to die, so he endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden until today, before he climbed up to the throne. He made countless sacrifices for this, and he didn't want it to be in vain.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he saw that the official had changed into a smiling face at some point.

But those eyes still released bloodthirsty killing intent and overwhelming resentment.

He saw Zhao Chan slowly leaning down and whispering words in his ear that he couldn't understand in a very gentle voice.

"Send hello to my father-in-law for me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand kept enlarging his eyes, grabbed his bun, lifted it up, and pressed it heavily to the ground.

(Please give me a monthly ticket, I coughed for a whole day and I didn’t add it to update TvT)

(End of this chapter)