After rebirth, I made the princes cry

Regardless of whether Gao would go to Baoguang Palace or not, Yingshu's chess game had already been set up early.

That evening, the moonlight was bright, and Yingshu had supper prepared for them. They enjoyed the moon in the flower garden. Through the courtyard wall, Yang Neichen listened to the laughter and chatter in the flower garden. Although he was not allowed to enter, he was glad that Hongtao and Baili were the core members of the Henan envoy.

That's right. Various signs indicate that it was Queen Mother Yao who had ulterior motives, while Lady Wei and even the Queen still obeyed Your Majesty's orders on the matter of peace talks.

"So, Ah Shu let the cat out of the bag on purpose today to make Gao suspicious?" The palace lady had no intention of joining in the palace people's laughter. Now that only she, Ying Shu and Liang Hui were left in the pavilion, they could speak freely.

"This is just taking advantage of the situation. The spy agency of Northern Zhao is called the Silent Speech Department. The person in charge of its establishment and management is Gong Xianglu, not the so-called King of Sanchuan. Deputy Commander Liang should also know about this, right?"

Liang Hui was noticing that Dianjun was drinking wine instead of tea today. He wondered if he was feeling sad again. He turned a deaf ear to Yingshu's question and just stared at Dianjun's eyebrows. He suddenly met her eyes and asked, "Why didn't Dianjun drink tea today?"

Yingshu held back her laughter. In the eyes of Deputy Commander Liang, she became invisible. Not only her figure was invisible, but even her voice disappeared.

The prince was quite distressed.

She really didn't want to drink the wild tea, and the wine made from grapes wasn't strong, so she wouldn't get drunk after drinking a few cups. Who knew that she would be remembered by Vice-Minister Liang? She had to find an excuse: "Ashu's trick can intensify the conflict between Han and Zhao, which is something worth celebrating. Since we should celebrate, drinking tea will spoil the fun."

He immediately changed the subject: "Isn't Gong Xianglu the prime minister of Northern Zhao?"

"A traitor." Liang Hui snorted coldly, "If it weren't for this traitor, many of the noble families in Dayu wouldn't have been sent to Northern Zhao as slaves!"

"The Liu Kangan we met in Meicheng was already despicable and shameless, but Gong Xianglu is even worse." Yingshu said, "Gong Xianglu was born in a poor family. Before Luoyang was captured, he participated in the nine princes' fight for the throne. This villain changed his mind among the major parties and sold out his master for fame and fortune. It's an understatement to say that he is a slave of three surnames.

After Luoyang fell, he knew that he had no place to stay in Jiankang, so he surrendered to the Northern Zhao court. His widowed mother and wife, although ordinary women who had no ability to get involved in power struggles before, actually knew the difference between betraying the country and breaking faith. They saw Gong Xianglu willing to be a vicious dog and slaughter the remaining people in order to curry favor with the barbarians, and tried hard to persuade him to stop his evil deeds, but Gong Xianglu actually cut off the heads of his widowed mother and wife with his own hands, calling them traitors, and presented their heads to the Northern Zhao court. "

The Palace Master had also heard about these things: "When I was in Northern Zhao, although I fled to the mountains, I gnashed my teeth when I heard the survivors mention Gong Xianglu."

"This person is indeed quite capable." Yingshu said.

Liang Hui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"As a lackey, he could not possibly be valued by the Northern Zhao emperor. When the six tribes first entered the Central Plains, they did use bloody means to subdue the remaining people, but such brutal means could not continue forever. Gong Xianglu knew when to be gentle with the remaining people, and even advised the Northern Zhao court to win over talented people of the Han nationality. He has both ability and ambition, but his ambition is greater than his ability."

"What do you mean?" Liang Hui asked.

Yingshu took a sip of wine, and there was still half a cup of wine left in the jade cup, which was as red as blood.

"He doesn't consider Dayu a country, nor does he consider Northern Zhao a country. What he hates is the hierarchy of nobility and inferiority. He wants to take revenge on all the nobles and aristocrats in the world. He is narrow-minded and his evil deeds are obvious. He is an enemy of the world. In the end, he will not be tolerated by the aristocrats, and will be despised by the poor. He wants to use his power to redefine the standards of this world, but even the nobles of Northern Zhao have regarded him as a cancer, and the emperor of Northern Zhao has only used him."

"Now I understand why Xinsu Jun is unwilling to eliminate the traitors." Liang Hui said.

"Eliminate the traitor?" The palace master was quite surprised.

"It's not that the Flying Eagle Tribe can't assassinate Gong Xianglu, but there's no need for that." Yingshu remembered what Sikong Yuehu had said to her in her previous life.

Gong Xianglu's talents are not amazing, but his viciousness is rare in the world. His talents are useless to our dynasty, but his viciousness can be used by our dynasty.

"Gong Xianglu actually had no control over Northern Zhao's policies towards Han officials and the many Han survivors. He was the emperor of Northern Zhao, and the blade was already pointed at the powerful people of Northern Zhao. If the knife got out of control, it would not be our emperor and officials who would be harmed. Those innocent survivors who were slaughtered indiscriminately did not actually die at the hands of Gong Xianglu. To avenge the survivors, the royal family of Northern Zhao must pay with blood."

Having said that, we have actually strayed from the topic.

"The Northern Zhao spy agency was set up by Gong Xianglu and is now controlled by him. Gong Xianglu is unwilling to see Henan and Han establish diplomatic relations. Now, he strongly advises against using military force directly against Northern Han. Therefore, regardless of Gao's father and brother, as the dignitaries of Northern Zhao, they will definitely hold different political views from Gong Xianglu."

"Would the Gao family be happy to see a peace agreement reached?" asked the Palace Lord.

"No." Yingshu smiled, continued drinking, and gave the opportunity to Deputy Leader Liang.

Liang Hui was now fully focused on government affairs, and continued, "The nobles of Northern Zhao are opposed to using military force against Northern Han, but they will not be happy to see our dynasty truly establish diplomatic relations with Northern Han."

But if the plan of surprise attack on Hanzhong is to be accomplished, Northern Zhao must first use its military force against Northern Han!

Dianjun's mind was still full of questions. He looked at Yingshu and then at Liang Hui, his face full of confusion.

"I understand the plan of the Left Deputy Envoy." Liang Hui said, "The spy agency of the Banning Office in Chang'an has been destroyed, Gong Xianglu will definitely not give up, but Gong Xianglu never gave the order to the Banning Office to assassinate Xiping. If Northern Zhao protests based on this, Northern Han will definitely shift the blame to the Ran family.

However, if at this time Gong Xianglu's political enemies, such as Prince Sanchuan and the Gao clan, realized that their opposition to war was exactly what Gong Xianglu wanted, in order to avoid falling into his trap, they would temporarily make peace with Gong Xianglu.

In such a situation, if Gong Xianglu still insisted that the assassination had nothing to do with the Speech Control Department, in the eyes of the Northern Zhao Emperor, it would be Gong Xianglu's greed to "gain both fame and fortune". Gong Xianglu's plan was completely reaped by his political enemies, and he had no choice but to suffer in silence. "

Liang Hui even became a little excited as he spoke.

"Northern Zhao doesn't just have the Silence Bureau. The Gao clan must have also cultivated spies. We have already captured them alive." Ying Shu said with a smile.

"What?" Dianjun and Liang Hui were so excited that they said in unison.

Yingshu raised her wine cup and looked at the brightly lit place outside the pavilion. Hongtao and Baili were being fed wine in turn. Her smile shone from her eyes: "I know that Gao's tribe has a secret affair because she once took the initiative to tell me that she and Baichuan Jun have a close relationship. She wanted to alienate them. But if she didn't know that Baichuan Jun had an estranged relationship with the head of the Gu clan, and didn't know that Penglai Jun treated me like his own junior, she wouldn't have used such a plan to alienate them.

I am also certain that the Northern Han royal family, including Jiang Baiji, never really trusted the Gao family. Ran Qiji, a secret agent of the Gao family, must have known about it long ago. From the time we entered Hanzhong, as long as we had the Flying Eagle Tribe keep a close eye on the Xiuyao Division, it would not be difficult to follow the clues and capture them alive, so there would be no need to worry about not being able to pry open the secret agents' teeth.

The Flying Eagle Division is already in action, and the timing is just right. Jiang Tai is still insisting on the sense of the underworld. When he comes out of the Great Sacrifice Hall, he will have no choice! I guarantee that we can have a pre-celebration drink today!"

Liang Hui couldn't help but raise his cup and drink it all in one gulp. He was actually a little dazed, as if he had returned to the north of the Yangtze River, on the eve of the conquest of Yizhou, when a much younger commander, wearing a black cloak, pointed his sword at the city of Yizhou under the moonlight, and was so confident and high-spirited - the sun rises in the east, the drums of war sound, and we must advance with all our strength, and we must not retreat until we win! This battle must not be won!

Xinsujun, the young prince, leads the troops in the decisive battle.

The Left Deputy Envoy, a graceful lady, went deep into the enemy's country and planned the strategy.

Liang Hui shook his head repeatedly. He might be too sentimental. How could he imagine the scene of these two people standing side by side in front of Qianyang Palace, pointing out the world? The Great Yu Dynasty already has a crown prince. We can't hold on to the ideal of Xinsu Jun replacing the crown prince. If Xinsu Jun also follows the example of the King of Northern Han... that would be an unimaginable mess. No, no, look up at the moonlight and calm your mind.

There are many people in this world who still have a role to play but have been marginalized. Gao is in such a situation. It's not that she is ignorant of it, but that she cannot change it. Everyone has his or her own destiny. It's like no matter how the world changes, for her, there are people who are destined not to be close to her.

Thirty years ago, in the flourishing city of Luoyang, she was just a stranger from a different race. The young man who accidentally caught her eye had pure eyes, while she was like a grain of sand. No matter how much breeze she borrowed, she could not bump into the boy's eyelashes.

On the day Luoyang City fell, he was no longer in the city.

Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye. She could still hear news from him, but they were still thousands of miles apart and there was no need to hope for a reunion.

People's hearts grow old day by day, and become calloused. They have long been accustomed to accepting things. In fact, they have no thoughts for the rest of their lives. Fortunately, they gradually become numb in the midst of wealth and glory. Because of the numbness, they feel that they have no regrets.

Knowing that he was single, I would occasionally jokingly think that what I couldn't get, no other woman could ever get.

The private servants of Gao's tribe mainly serve Madam Gao. Madam Gao married and came to Northern Han. She had not seen the private servants for a long time. She had more legitimate ways to contact her family. The private servants were actually the ones who supervised her.

She had a rebellious thought - if the Huns had never taken over China, perhaps she would have lived a happier life.

At least I won't be the green leaf of my elder sister. I will not only be a foil, but also be more like fertilizer that provides nutrients. I dare not complain and cannot complain. If I am unwilling, it will be like asking for trouble.

The only person who had private contact with her was Uncle Jiuwu, her wet nurse's husband. Whenever he got any news about Shirakawa-kun, Uncle Jiuwu would come to see her. If people want to live as happily as possible in this world, they have to make stupid mistakes from time to time, such as not being able to completely let go of someone they once missed.

Wang Yingshu was the daughter-in-law chosen by Penglai Jun. Penglai Jun was the only woman in the Gu family who had been to Changluo Palace. She was willing to believe that Baichuan Jun cared about Penglai Jun, a sister of his clan, and would take care of Wang Yingshu. She made up a story about her old relationship with Baichuan Jun to deceive Wang Yingshu, but she actually wanted to deceive herself more.

It's also quite ridiculous.

On this moonlit night, Gao was also admiring the moon, alone, and deliberately keeping her surroundings quiet. She once knew a young man who was as quiet and lonely as the light of the waning moon, and from then on she fell in love with quietness and tranquility. She quickly woke up from her fantasy, but after all, she could not do without the moonlit nights in her life.

On the second day, Gao had already woken up in the early morning. She had a lot of things to do that day, and she felt a slight headache before she finished anything. But just after she finished breakfast, she heard someone wanted to see her - a stranger.

He was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and was very formal in his greetings, but he seemed a little nervous. Gao did not ask any questions first, but took the object presented by the servant. It was a private seal. Gao recognized it as belonging to Uncle Jiu Wu. Her calm mood was instantly stirred up by an iron pestle.

"Where did you get this object?"

"My lady, this belonged to my grandfather."

"Are you Uncle Jiu Wu's grandson?"

Gao knew that Uncle Jiuwu had a grandson who often followed him, but she had never seen him before. She asked again, "This is Uncle Jiuwu's token. How could it be that Uncle Jiuwu..."

"Grandfather has been missing for nearly twenty days."

"what?!"

The young man knelt on the ground, trying hard to hold back his sobs. "Before my grandfather disappeared, he received a secret report from the head of the family. My grandfather only told me to complete an important task and left me the letter. He told me to come find my wife if anything happened and to tell her to beware of the Gong Party's trap and the Northern Han's private intentions. I originally wanted to find my wife earlier, but I didn't expect that even I was almost ambushed and killed. I had to hide in another place temporarily and didn't dare to act rashly. But I still wanted to inform my wife as soon as possible. I have been observing the movements of the Jincheng Mansion. I found another person who also wanted to sneak into the Jincheng Mansion. I arrested him, but heard a fatal thing from him. I can no longer hide it from my wife. So I made up my mind today and asked to see my wife openly."

Gao narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "Are you called Tangxia?"

"My surname is Jiuwu, my code name is Jiading. I once heard from my grandmother that my wife was born on the Dog Day in May."

Gao no longer had any doubts.

She was not born on the Dog Day in May. Uncle Jiuwu's code name is Dog Day Five. Her birth date and time could not be revealed by her wet nurse to her grandson. Jia Ding could only use this statement to confirm her identity. Gao then stepped forward to help Jia Ding up and asked, "Is there any trace of Uncle Jiuwu?"

Jia Ding shook his head in frustration.

"Who on earth dared to attack Uncle Jiu Wu? Was it the Embroidered Waist Division? But I've already inquired, and those arrested by the Embroidered Waist Division were all from the Silent Speech Division!"

"Although only the Sanchuan King and other nobles know about the existence of the Hall's lower department, some time ago, my grandfather was eager to confirm the true intentions of the King of Northern Han, and how Prime Minister Gong had intercepted the intelligence that the Lord of Shenyuan Palace would be sent to Northern Han before the Dongyu delegation was dispatched. Under the order of the lord, he was tracking the spies of the Silent Department in the capital city. They were very likely to be exposed. The person who was subdued by me yesterday admitted that he was a member of the Silent Department. I have already confirmed his identity, so it should be correct. Madam, would you like to meet this person?"

"Where is he now?"

"I was tied up by a villain and put in a temporary shelter."

"Bring him to me. Even if he wants to escape, don't worry. I will naturally send my personal guards to follow you and keep you safe." Gao made the decision.

She only trusted her own private department, Tangxiabu. Gong Xianglu supported the eldest prince born to Concubine Liu, who was the natural enemy of Gao's tribe. The Ban on Speech Department, which was planned and established by Gong Xianglu, had long been a major threat to Gao's tribe. The Ban on Speech Department had attempted to harm Gao's tribe several times. Gao actually hoped that this group of running dogs would be wiped out, but the survival of the Ban on Speech Department was the internal affairs of Da Zhao, and the Northern Han would not allow it to interfere.

Besides, the spy agency of the Ministry of Speech only destroyed the Northern Han Dynasty, which was not a serious blow to its vitality. It was even more conducive to Gong Xianglu's political admonition to declare war and use military force.

If Zhao and Han went to war and completely turned against each other, it would not only be disadvantageous to Gao himself, but Gong's party did not control the military power. Those who fought on the battlefield were all brave generals from various parts of Zhao. If they lost, they would be held accountable, and Gong's party would certainly add insult to injury. If they won, the military achievements made by various departments would surely become the cornerstone for Gong Xianglu to gain more favor from the emperor.

Gao was unable to make a decision on whether she should be used by Jiang Tai and revise the letter to persuade her father and brother to continue advising on maintaining the alliance between Zhao and Han. She soon met the person in charge of banning speech who was "captured" by Jia Ding.

"Your Majesty, Lady Gao, I, the commander of the East Yamen of the Silent Division, Qiu Kong, come to see you."

"Are you a fifth-rank guard?" Gao raised her eyebrows. She also knew the basic structure of the Silent Department.

"I was ordered to enter the Han Dynasty. Originally, I was going to contact the Kunbu Guards under the Northern Office of the Banned Speech Department. Unexpectedly, the Kunbu Guards were destroyed by the Northern Han Embroidered Waist Department. In addition, the Northern Han Dynasty has strengthened its inspections at various checkpoints. It is difficult for me to leave the checkpoints and report the important information I know to the Prime Minister. I have no choice but to ask for help from the Queen."

"You said you were affiliated with the East Yamen, but did you find out any important secrets in Dongyu?"

The spy was still kneeling in front of Gao, but his brows were obviously furrowed.

"Why? You won't tell me?"

"I hope that the lady will understand that the information of the Suppression Department cannot be leaked to anyone except the Grand Guard and the Prime Minister."

"You refuse to say anything. How can I believe that you are from the Department of Suppression?"

Of course, spy departments like the Silent Speech Department have tokens, but if a spy is sent out, his life will be in danger if he is accidentally arrested, so how can he keep the token? Therefore, spies sent out to lurk in enemy countries usually have fixed contacts. They do not rely on tokens to prove their identities, and they do not carry tokens with them. Especially for a fifth-rank guard like this, the official position is not big, but not small. He sneaked into the Northern Han from Dongyu just to communicate and transfer passwords. It is impossible for him to prove his identity by showing a token.

Gao asked for the letter of credence with the intention of testing the applicant.