Zheng Rong said

Seventeen

Zhang Zhixiao looked at the retreating figure with mixed feelings in his heart.

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

It doesn't matter if there are any mistakes, just sigh the impermanence of the world.

Suddenly someone took his shoulder, "What are you looking at?"

"Why are you here?" Seeing that it was Han Tang, Zhang Zhixiao asked.

"Didn't you say you were going to the city yesterday, and I'll pick you up." Han Tangchao watched from a distance, seeing a steady stream of people coming and going, "What are you doing standing here?"

Zhang Zhixiao didn't intend to hide it, "I just met Yun Jie going out of the city to worship his mother. I wanted to give him the carriage, but he didn't want it, so he rode away."

Han Tang pursed his lips deliberately and said, "Is there any more love left? Sigh, if I quit, you can go with him."

Zhang Zhixiao immediately became anxious, and said aggrievedly, "I didn't, obviously you know my intentions and still doubt me..."

Han Tang couldn't see him being wronged the most, so he took him into his arms and comforted him softly, "I'm kidding you, how can I bear you with others."

Zhang Zhixiao sighed softly, "I just feel that Yunjie has something on his mind. It's not a last resort for him to join the army. He has the ambition. It stands to reason that if he can be ordered to return to Beijing, he must have an official position, but I see him, why is he still like this? Qing Leng, did the imperial court reward him? Where does he live now?"

These words are not far from the old man, but Han Tang was not annoyed, and led Zhang Zhixiao to the list, pointing to Zhao Wen, "Don't worry, he is a veritable general now."

Zhang Zhixiao read every word, Yun Jie was indeed on the list,

"What is the official position of the former general?"

"The general in command of the former army must have fifty thousand troops under his command."

"So many!" Zhang Zhixiao beamed with joy, "Yunjie is not famous all over the world!"

Han Tang nodded meaningfully, "He is famous all over the world, but people all over the world only know his name, not his person."

"What do you mean by that?"

"That's why he came home with a reputation and no one cares about it, idiot."

Zhang Zhixiao was confused, and asked, "Why?"

Han Tang put his hands behind his back and walked leisurely, "Someone doesn't want him to welcome and send you a blind party," he whispered mysteriously, "Jinwu Zangjiao, build a school like me to treat you Hide there."

Zhang Zhixiao's eyes widened involuntarily, "Who is that person?"

"Hmph~ I don't dare to offend that person, it's better for you to know less."

After all, he grabbed the people and swaggered through the crowd, Ren Zhang knew how to ask questions, and no longer revealed half a word.

There is no trace of time, and the new grass is green in the lonely grave.

Birth and death a few spring and autumn, the barren wilderness is already dense with vegetation, and there are seven or eight new tombs around.

Yunjie cleared the weeds that had grown to the tomb, placed sacrifices and lit three pillars of fragrance, and finally sat down on the ground with a small jar of highland barley wine.

There was no one around.

The autumn wind blows the chill, but the sake warms the blood. He is not cold, he just feels desolate.

If you are lucky enough to be like General Li, you will have something to rely on for your life as a soldier, and you will not lose the fun of life.

But no matter whether he succeeds or fails, he can only face the lonely grave alone.

Xishan embraces the setting sun, and the afterglow urges everyone not to return.

The moon washes away the hustle and bustle, only to see a man and a horse, with their hoofs stepping on the silver light, entering the city hesitantly at the moment the gate is hit by a bolt.

Han Tang was completely idle, and the minister, Shangshu, and the leader of the academician's pavilion did not do anything.But after all, the royal clan, some things are still unavoidable.

In recent days, the neighboring state of Chechi sent envoys to face the saint.

The land of tiles in Chechi country is not much bigger than the ambitious Yan family.

Fortunately, there is no ambition, and the two countries have been living in peace.

The reason why the envoys were sent to Beijing was because the minions of the Yan family had crashed into Chechi, robbed the people, robbed food, and robbed gold and silver to enrich their own arsenal.

Of course, Che Chi couldn't bear such unconscionable harm to the people.And because the country is small and the people are weak, what is the best way to do it, so we have to form an alliance with Dingkang. If necessary, Che Chi will not hesitate to use the whole country's soldiers.

Han Ji handed over this matter to Han Tang early on, and only met the envoy for the second and last time the day before he returned home.

After sending the envoys away, Han Tang went to the palace to report back.

"This matter is hard for you to deal with, just say what you want."

Han Ji is still the same, with one mind and two tasks, and the dragon case is full of endless memorials.

"It's right for my brother to share the worries of the king. What kind of reward does he want? If the emperor insists on this, it's hard for me to think about it for a while. Why don't you owe me first?" Han Tang stood aside, and Diao Erlang seemed to be out of shape.

"Okay, I owe it, but," Han Ji stopped writing and glanced at him, "Should you be optimistic about your family?"

Han Tang straightened his hands and feet immediately, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong with Zhang Zhixiao?"

"It's best not to let him meet." Han Ji said lightly.

Han Tang thought for a while, and it must have been a chance encounter on Changjie the day before yesterday, and then said, "Zhang Zhixiao had given up on him for nothing. The last time we met, it was purely accidental."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhong Han Ji was annoyed, his eyebrows were twisted into ropes, he took a few breaths, but he couldn't say anything.

Han Tang tentatively said, "Isn't it good for Brother Huang to leave him alone?"

Han Ji said coldly, "I'm angry when I see it, it's not as good as this pile of memorials."

Han Tang backed away wisely, just about to say goodbye,

Han Ji on the other side said, "Chechi wants to marry the princess and marry me, and I agree."

"Brother Huang married a princess of a small country before he became a queen. Presumably, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty will express their dissatisfaction again."

The size of the country is second, the blood of the royal family must be pure, and the worries of foreign relatives must be guarded against.

Han Ji put down Zhu Pian and looked at him with clear eyes.

Han Tang was dazed, "Isn't the emperor going to..."

Han Ji didn't answer, picked up the pen and continued writing.

"Oh, my brother understands..." Han Tangqian made a bow, and then fell silent,

Because he has seven orifices in his heart, Han Ji doesn't even need to say it explicitly.

"Are you really in love?" Han Ji asked calmly behind him.

Han Tang looked outside the Qingzheng Hall, the square world built by the square walls, the glazed eaves were shining brightly, dazzlingly bright,

After a while, he replied,

"There is no selfish interest in front of the country, the emperor brother will only be more difficult than me, how can the minister act willfully and recklessly because of his own selfishness."