From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

In the Annan Marquis's mansion, a picture album was thrown heavily to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Han Tuo's forehead was bulging with veins, and he said sternly: "Song Shanzi, this bull nose, deserves to die. He actually threw dirty water on me wantonly, saying that the land tax and the abolition of the imperial examination are pure nonsense."

"Come here! Write a letter to Cheng Ping immediately and ask him to send 800 soldiers to Longhu Mountain, smash the Taoist temple for me, and kill all those bull noses."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people below changed.

One of the old men stood up and said in a deep voice: "My Lord, you can't do that! Songshanzi's plan is vicious. He is a stupid Taoist priest. How can he have such a brain? He must have been instructed by someone."

"If we really go up the mountain to destroy Taoism, wouldn't it be just as the rumors say? By then, the Confucian scholars and the people will probably wish us dead!"

Annan Hou said: "Then what do you say? There are rumors everywhere outside. They all say that I am the reincarnation of an evil god and should go to hell and enter the underworld, and never be reborn. In such an environment, how can we accomplish anything!"

The old man touched his beard and said solemnly: "It is better to guard against the mouths of the people than to guard against the river. The stronger we suppress it, the more true the rumors will be."

"It's just that we didn't prepare for this in advance and were taken advantage of by our opponents. Now we can only be passive. Please ask the great Confucian scholars to sit in and wipe out the rumors."

"This is a dispute over the right to speak in public opinion. Although we have lost the initiative, we have an authoritative figure and may not suffer a big loss. "

Speaking of this, the old man paused and continued: "The army has already set out and rushed to various places to suppress the government offices and wipe out the miscellaneous soldiers. In less than ten days, the two rivers can be pacified."

"When the marquis has completely secured the two rivers, has sufficient money and food, and can sleep soundly, then slowly implement policies to truly quell the rumors."

"Although the opponent's plan is strange, it is ultimately low-level. It is not a big atmosphere, and it has little impact on us."

Hearing this, Annan Marquis Han Tuo nodded slowly, his face looked much better, and finally sighed: "Well, let's settle the matter of Longhu Mountain in autumn. Send someone to invite Shen Qiaoshan and Kong Li, and let them gather the scholars to help this marquis quell the rumors, especially the rumors about the imperial examination and taxation. "

He also knew that these two aspects were the top priority.

The old man nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "My Lord, I think we should take down Kuixingfang as soon as possible, kill all its personnel, and capture the King of Chu."

"There are three reasons. First, Lin'an Prefecture is our lifeline, and we must control it completely to have the confidence to fight. No one can sleep peacefully beside my bed!"

"Second, after all, we have no name to fight for, and it is difficult to call on the people of the world to rebel. The scholars and gentry can't find a sense of belonging, so we must do it in the name of the King of Chu."

"Third, all the previous signs, including the other party's sudden attack on the gambling house and the capture of the King of Chu, including the current public opinion... all prove that the other party has an extremely outstanding military advisor. This person must not be kept, otherwise there will be great trouble, Tian What strategy will he use after knowing it.

Han Tuo frowned and said in a deep voice: "Of course, this marquis also understands this, but Kuixingfang is really difficult to fight. The other side has thousands of Tiqi, and I have a total of 6,000 soldiers. Even if we can bite off this hard bone, how many soldiers are left in Lin'an Prefecture to suppress the situation?

The old man said anxiously: "Marquis! If you don't make a decision, you will suffer from the chaos. Now is not the time to hesitate!"

Han Tuo sighed and gritted his teeth and said: "Wait a little longer, we have blocked it, and no supplies can be transported in. They can only hold on for ten days at most."

"When the 20,000 troops supported by Cheng Ping arrive, Kuixingfang will be in the bag."

The old man heard this and sighed in his heart, and stopped talking.

...

In Kuixingfang, Zhou Yuan was drinking millet porridge and his life was quite comfortable.

These days, he was busy in the study, looking at maps, collecting intelligence, and mastering the public opinion outside, that's all.

The rest of the time was spent just relaxing, talking about love with Zhao Jianjia, teasing Xiaoying, and deliberately irritating Ye Qingying.

Now that his status has changed, even the village master has to give Zhou Yuan some face. Ye Qingying dared not speak out her anger, and was filled with rage.

In fact, Zhou Yuan was also filled with rage, but it was the rage of the Pure Yang Wuji Gong. Unfortunately, Zhao Jianjia was unwilling to do so, and hugging was the limit.

"It's not like no one is willing to accompany you."

Zhao Jianjia's face was calm, and she said softly: "Look, isn't she here again?"

Zhou Yuan looked outside the door and saw Chu Wanping walking towards him. She bowed and said: "Sir, we sisters want to see you and thank you in person. After all, we were too flustered that night and didn't have time to thank you. Now I realize it too late, and I always feel bad."

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "Wanping, there's no need to thank you. I'm an official, and these are within our duties.. "

"By the way, have you finished writing the letters to your families?"

Chu Wanping's face was slightly red. After a few days of rest, they had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and found themselves again. They all looked much more energetic and beautiful.

"They are all written and brought to the young master."

She put the basket in her hand on the table, took out a thick stack of letters, and said, "These are all written by the sisters themselves."

There were still a few plates of snacks left, which were extremely delicate and fragrant.

Chu Wanping whispered, "These are all made by the sisters in their spare time to satisfy the young master's cravings."

"Aha, well done!"

Zhou Yuan was somewhat embarrassed. Letters are good things, but snacks are not.

After all, Zhou Yuan had already felt Zhao Jianjia's vague gaze. Was it a tease? Or jealousy?

"I want to eat! "

Xiaoying seemed to smell the food, and ran over in a hurry, salivating, looking at Zhou Yuan eagerly, and said in a tender voice: "Brother Zhou Yuan! Xiaoying wants to eat!"

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said: "Wanping, go and have a rest, tell those girls to rest assured that I will send them home in the end."

"Thank you, sir."

Chu Wanping bowed and walked away.

Zhou Yuan glanced at Xiaoying and smiled: "Leave a plate for me, take the rest and eat, don't waste it."

"Thank you, brother! "

Xiaoying was so excited that she jumped a few times on the spot, came forward and kissed Zhou Yuan on the face, then ran away quickly with two plates of snacks.

Zhou Yuan touched his cheek, a little confused.

Zhao Jianjia said softly: "Look, the girls in the gambling house are eager to repay their life-saving grace with their bodies. The girl Chu just now seemed to want to be your maid, and this little girl from Miaojiang, I think she is very cute."

Zhou Yuan hurriedly said: "Jianjia, don't talk nonsense, those girls are victims, how can I take advantage of them."

"Wanping is grateful to me, so she wants to take care of my life. It is out of emotion, but it is stopped at courtesy, and there is no overstep."

Zhao Jianjia narrowed her eyes and said: "But I heard from Miss Ye that you don't seem to be so innocent."

"Wrong! "

Zhou Yuan said seriously: "At that time, I was forced to do it because I wanted to achieve great things. But now it is different."

He quickly added: "Don't mention Xiaoying. Who would like a little girl who is thirteen years old? She just treats me as a brother."

Zhao Jianjia said: "Miss Ye said that Xiaoying is seventeen years old this year."

Fuck! How many bad things did Ye Qingying say about me!

Wait! Seventeen years old?