Tiger Guards

Chapter 89: Bad Partner
At night, a grand bonfire dinner was held at the Wei family manor.

The emperor had moved into Anyi City, and the space for building houses in the city was limited. Therefore, in terms of the layout, attic buildings and decoration style of the house, it was far inferior to the Wei family manor.

Anyi is more than ten miles away from the Wei family manor, and bonfires can be seen at night.

The team of brave soldiers who had entered the manor to protect the emperor during the day had also returned to the manor to attend the dinner.

The sound of fire from the manor dinner startled Anyi.

Upon hearing the news, Yang Qi climbed up the city wall and stood facing south, frowning: "The fire is under control. It doesn't seem to be spreading from the granary."

Zhou Zhong, hands clasped behind his back, suggested, "We can summon Zhao Ji to the imperial court tomorrow to discuss the reorganization of the Tiger Guards. Not only should we reorganize them, but we should also ensure they are on guard duty."

It is a great honor to be able to guard the emperor.

"No rush, let's wait until Zhao Yuanming arrives. Yuanming is calm and has a broad perspective. Although his grandson is not domineering, he is very rude."

Yang Qi had a very bad impression of Zhao Ji: "He is arrogant and rude, relying on his own bravery and strength."

But it's just a bad feeling. I feel that Zhao Ji still needs to be polished and sculpted before he can become a great national tool.

With Zhao Yan around in the near future, Zhao Ji's father can also be supported in the medium term to restrain Zhao Ji.

As long as he doesn't draw his sword, the imperial court has plenty of ways to tame Zhao Ji.

As the two chatted, a group of Xiongnu soldiers rode up to the city walls, their messengers shouting, "I have a memorial from the Right Wise King! I want to present it to the Emperor of Han!"

The guard at the gate looked out and saw three torches and eleven Xiongnu knights. He shouted, "The city is under curfew and cannot be opened!"

"Here is the memorial. Don't blame the court for punishing you for delaying important matters!"

The Xiongnu envoy stuck his spear into the ground, tied a memorial to the spear shaft, and then the eleven riders reined in their horses and turned to head south.

The gate captain had no choice but to use a rope to send a county soldier down the city wall, take the spear and the memorial, and then use the rope to climb up again.

The memorial fell into the hands of the gate captain, who quickly walked into the tower and handed it to the guard Zhou Zhong, who was warming himself by the fire. "My lord, here is the memorial presented by the Right Wise King."

Zhou Zhong picked it up and asked Yang Qi, "Zi Qi, it's getting late, and the emperor is exhausted from his journey. How about sending the memorial to the Secretariat?"

The court institutions were incomplete, and the emperor and empress were now living in the spacious and bright county magistrate's mansion. They would probably be very tired tonight.

Yang Qi took the memorial and saw that it was just a silk book in a brocade bag without a lacquer seal.

As a minister, he did not shy away from it. He untied the string, took out the silk book and read it. His eyes widened immediately: "There is no more evil villain in the history than this!"

Zhou Zhong turned his head to look. Yang Qi was staring like a cow and breathing heavily, and handed the memorial in his hand to Zhou Zhong.

Zhou Zhong took it and read it. He only felt that he knew the words, but he could not understand some of the things they described.

Zhou Zhong frowned, his head buzzing, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yang Qi took the silk memorial, folded it, and placed it in a brocade bag, tying it with a string. "Jia Mou, notify all the ministers. I will go to see the emperor immediately."

"Yes."

Zhou Zhong agreed and watched Yang Qi leave quickly before he stood up, feeling a little at a loss.

This is no longer a matter of one gold brick secret room and many five-zhu coin cellars, but a matter of how to find the second gold brick secret room and how to find it.

Many people will die in this process.

Many people don't want to die, so if they react quickly, they will definitely fight to the death.

Therefore, we must strike ruthlessly before these people become aware of the situation and resist!

Zhou Zhong came back to his senses, walked quickly out of the tower and said to the officials who came to meet him, "Inform the ministers to pay their respects to the emperor and discuss matters together."

Many people lived scattered throughout the city, in the mansions of powerful officials and officials. Judging by their relationships, they were either distant relatives or students or former officials. In the courtyard of the rear house of the Northern City County Magistrate's Mansion.

Six candlesticks were lit in the bedroom. Liu Xie was lying on the couch, his high-quality plain silk undershirt open, revealing his obvious ribs and chest.

After that moment of excitement, he just wanted to lie down quietly.

She stared down at a pair of candlesticks on a wooden cabinet in front of her, then suddenly asked Fu Shou, who had her hair tied up and wrapped, "Queen, what do you think Zhao Ji wants? If he doesn't want an official position or a title, what else can I give him?"

Fu Shou did not answer in a hurry. After wrapping her hair, she turned around and raised her legs to return to the couch. Like a sister taking care of her younger brother, she pulled Liu Xie's exposed undershirt, tied his belt, and pulled the thin and warm quilt filled with silk on both of them.

She also lay on her back, the image of Zhao Ji kneeling upright flashing through her mind. "I don't know what he wants, but I do know he's a wise man. He won't sacrifice his life for the court, nor will he be burdened by fame or wealth. He's also experienced hardship, and perhaps he doesn't want to stand under such a precarious situation."

There is nothing wrong with Zhao Ji being unwilling to die for the court.

Since the Luoyang Incident, and after the eastward migration, during which five bloody battles took place, Liu Xie no longer expected everyone to be willing to sacrifice themselves for the country.

The well-read, wealthy and powerful people, the poor and the powerful, who have been fed up with the Han Dynasty, have no such awareness, yet they blame Zhao Ji, who is poor and has little education... This is really unreasonable and too foolish.

Liu Xie did have some understanding and cultivation, but he just couldn't understand: "How could he have such insight with so little education? And how could he have such extraordinary courage when he had such a survival-oriented mindset?"

This is very contradictory.

Fu Shou couldn't figure it out either, so she said, "Your Majesty, people are different. As Yang Qi said, Zhao Ji was born with the ability to command troops, a talent that ordinary people cannot match. Perhaps he is a coward by nature, but simply excels in martial arts. Or perhaps he simply dislikes fame and fortune and refuses to be bound by constraints."

"What you said makes some sense, but I still don't understand him."

"Don't even mention your majesty. Even Yang Qi couldn't understand Zhao Ji. Even if he did, he wouldn't dare to test or bully him before Zhao Yan returned."

Fu Shou's words were not very respectful to the ministers. Many things could have turned around on the way to the east, but the ministers hesitated and failed to make a decision, which resulted in only the emperor and the empress being spared. Most of the other ministers and officials were later released by Li Jue after negotiations.

God knows what embarrassing and despicable things these officials were forced to do after being captured by the rebel soldiers of Li Jue and Guo Si.

If the rebel soldiers of Li and Guo had not dared to kill the emperor, and the military officer leading the search had not deliberately taken the wrong route, Liu Xie and his men would really not have been able to escape.

While Zhao Ji was still suspicious of the integrity and ability of the ministers and officials, Fu Shou did not trust them at all.

She would not be surprised if these ministers caused greater trouble, even if they forced Zhao Ji to rebel.

On the contrary, in her opinion, Zhao Ji was too rational. Killing two or three officials would help to liven up the atmosphere, and then the court officials would clearly understand the situation.

And now Zhao Ji ran over to eat with the Huns, and the ministers and officials recruited county soldiers and clan bandits, watching the court control more than 4,000 soldiers and horses, but what was the use?

After training them for three months, when the two bandits Li and Guo send their troops to attack, will they dare to go forward and fight?
If the ministers had the ability to train troops and command wars, how could they have fallen to this point!
The journey to the east and the poor and cold life this winter made Fu Shou extremely disappointed with this group of people.

She even regretted becoming the queen. She was born out of wedlock, and her biological mother was the daughter of Emperor Huan.

If she had not become queen, her family would have lived on the shores of the East China Sea, enjoying warm winters and bright but not too hot summers.

Her father and brother would not have to follow the emperor and walk on the brink of death.

Handing over the county soldiers and clan bandits to Zhao Ji is the fastest and most effective way to resist the Li and Guo bandits!
Who was to blame for the fact that Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, two veteran generals who had contributed greatly to the suppression of the Yellow Turbans, did not put in their efforts and were even angered to death?
Are the two thieves Li and Guo too powerful, or are the ministers and officials unwilling to fully support them?

The scary thing is not that the ministers and officials don’t know what is important and what is not, but that they know everything!

Unfortunately, Zhao Ji also knew that it was Zhao Yan who warned him.

As the emperor's tiger guard, he would rather join the Huns than come to Anyi to guard the emperor.

After all, the emperor was still young and had not been able to give strong support to people like Lu Bu, Huangfu Song, and Zhu Jun before, and he was unable to give decent support to Zhao Ji now.

Fu Shou looked at Liu Xie's thoughtful face and just hoped that he would grow up quickly and become strong.

She didn't want to imagine that if Zhao Ji was dragged down by the ministers and died in battle like Xu Rong, who would dare to risk their lives to protect the imperial family in the future.

(End of this chapter)