Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The carriage was still more than a hundred miles away from the capital, and the Jin Yiwei's memorial had already been presented to the desk of carved dragons and painted gold.At dusk, just as Su Yan stepped into the city gate, he received an order to summon him into the palace.

The person who gave the order was an old acquaintance, Fu Bao, who had been promoted from a servant in the East Palace to a young supervisor in the palm seal.

Fu Bao is the same age as Zhu Helin, and now he has grown into a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. The clarity and childishness of the past have faded from him. When he stood outside the car door and looked up at Su Yan with a smile, Su Yan vaguely felt that "every year is old." "Every year is different" has a deeper meaning.

——Many times, growth will make people turbid, but turbidity is also for survival.

Fu Bao behaved courteously and courteously in front of Su Yan, more like Lan Xi's grandson than Duo Gui'er, the boy.Su Yan exchanged pleasantries with him, then asked with a smile, "The emperor called you so urgently, but what happened?"

Fu Bao smiled apologetically, "Mr. Su's return to Beijing is a major event. I hope your majesty will be considerate of the emperor's mood as if it has been three autumns away."

Su Yan didn't dare, and asked again: "Can you let me go home to take a bath and change clothes before entering the palace to face the saint, so as not to lose the courtesy of the minister?"

Fu Bao said: "The palace has already prepared all kinds of clothes according to the size of the adults. You can choose the hot spring baths. Don't let the emperor wait for a long time."

Su Yan had no choice but to go straight north along Zhengyangmen Street and enter the palace.

Jing Hongchai, who was driving the carriage, was stopped in front of the Meridian Gate, and Jing Hongchai signaled with his eyes: "Does your lord need me to accompany you?"

If he accompanied him openly, he dared to break into the palace; if he accompanied him secretly, he could hide it from the eyes and ears of all the imperial guards.It depends on what the adults in his family order.

But Su Yan just shook his head lightly, and said, "Achai, you go home and wait for me first. I haven't seen Xiaobei for a long time, so you catch up with him and ask what happened in the capital during my absence." event."

Master Su didn't say whether he would go home for dinner, which meant that there was a possibility of staying in the palace.However, the lord did not show any worry, and did not ask him to protect him secretly, which meant that he had his own way to deal with the little emperor.The tacit understanding between the two was close to the point of heart-to-heart, Jing Hong nodded after hearing the words, and put a small wooden whistle in Su Yan's palm: "I sharpened this on the way back to Beijing. The flocks of birds perched on the roof of the palace are frantically flying, and they can be seen from a distance. My lord will take it with me from now on, just in case."

Of course, Su Yan would not refuse Ah Zhui's offer. He kept the whistle close to his body and entered the palace with Fu Bao.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Su Yan came to the imperial study room and saw Zhu Helin in hazy dragon uniform.

Zhu Helin loves to wear red.Red is the prince's color, he was used to wearing it when he was young, and red surprisingly complements his temperament, not feminine at all, but extraordinarily heroic.

The first time Su Yan entered the palace gate, he was involuntarily taken away by the bright colors, and subconsciously thought: I haven't seen you for two months, Xiao Zhu has grown up and matured a lot!

The moment Zhu Helin put down the notebook and looked up at him, he seemed to want to leave his seat and run towards him, as usual every time we met.But the slightly lifted upper body soon sank again, and like a majestic emperor, he waved to the courtiers who entered the palace: "No need to salute, come here."

In the candlelight, Su Yan saw in a daze the long-lost Emperor Jinglong, Zhu Jinkui, with a quiet and deep smile on his lips, behind the solemn throne, by the lotus pond in summer, on the tower of Yuanye, wave to him.

His feet swayed slightly, he broke free from the momentary hallucination, swallowed the soreness in his throat, and walked towards the young Xinjun step by step with complicated emotions.

"Don't stand, come and sit." Zhu Helin patted the spacious chair of the Arhat couch, with a happy smile on his face, as if the two people's previous disputes, conflicts, farewell without saying goodbye and tracking thousands of miles had never happened.

Su Yan sat down across the kang table, and felt something under his buttocks. When he felt it, it was a black chess piece.

"This is... the chess game we played before?"

Zhu Helin nodded: "Yes, I brought it from the East Palace. It was drawn by you yourself. I ordered the craftsmen to make it. It is the first chess set in the palace."

Su Yan twirled the chess between his fingers, heaved a sigh of nostalgia, and put the chess piece on the table: "It's been five or six years, and the paint on the chess body is old, and the emperor still keeps it. It's better to make a new set."

Zhu Helin said with a smile: "Clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones. This chess is the same as people's, only the old ones feel good in the hand."

Su Yan pretended not to understand the meaning behind his words, took out a stack of envelopes and letter paper from his bosom, put them on the table, and said, "This is the letter from the King of Liao that I found in the Prince Yu's Mansion, and the letter from the King of Yu that I transcribed from the waste manuscripts." Wang replied."

Zhu Helin didn't look at the evidence, but asked him first: "What's your conclusion?"

Su Yan took a deep breath, and replied calmly and firmly: "King Yu has no objection, and still has the heart of being loyal to the king and serving the country."

Zhu Helin was silent for a moment, tapping lightly on the table with his fingertips.Su Yan suddenly found that even this small movement during meditation was very similar to his father, Emperor Jinglong Zhu Jinkai.

It's very similar, but it's not after all...Su Yan realized something, and a pity welled up in his heart, and couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "He Lin—"

Zhu Helin smiled lightly, "Qinghe will continue to talk about King Yu's matter."

Su Yan suppressed the turbulent mood, and continued to say after calming down: "The emperor has read these letters and knows that Liao Wang really has resentment, trying to encourage Yu Wang, and join forces to plot evil. But Yu Wang is not moved. Xin Jie talked about him from left to right, and even teased him several times because he couldn't bear the disturbance."

Zhu Helin took out a piece of letter paper to browse, and snorted: "The king of Liao is brave and intrepid, and his head is full of fleshy bumps. If it were King Wei or King Ning, he would have seen the constriction between the lines."

Su Yan had never seen these princes who had been demoted, but he had glimpsed their tempers from Jin Yiwei's files before. He knew that King Liao was violent, King Gu was mediocre, King Ning was weak, and King Wei was divine Dao, then smiled and said: "These four brothers, the king of Yu must not look down on any of them."

"Then who does he have a crush on?" Zhu Helin asked back.

Su Yan was silent for a while, got up and walked to the entrance of the hall.Waiting waiter Xiao Nei bowed and handed him the wooden box in his hand.Su Yan returned to the Arhat's couch with the wooden box in his hands, opened it on the Kang table, and took out a pocket guard.

This is a golden helmet inlaid with Liujia God. The helmet body is old and damaged, as if it was cut by a sharp weapon.

After Zhu Helin looked at it carefully, he suddenly remembered the picture of the emperor's military uniform collected in the palace, and lost his voice: "This is the helmet that my father used when he followed the emperor's grandfather to the north! The God of Six Armors was inlaid after he ascended the throne. Later, this helmet is unknown. disappeared. Where did you find it?"

Su Yan said: "In the secret room of Prince Yu's mansion. He kept this golden helmet in the same drawer as the silver helmet he wore when he was young, and wiped it every now and then. Once he was drunk and held the golden helmet in his arms. Cried a lot."

Zhu Helin's eyes widened in disbelief—this small gesture still carried the mood of his childhood, which made Su Yan feel very kind, and almost reached out to rub the other person's head.Zhu Helin took advantage of the situation and took his hand that was stretched out halfway: "My fourth uncle can cry? Also, he didn't drink a thousand cups, why did he get drunk that time?"

Su Yan didn't withdraw his hand, let him hold it, and said softly: "King Yu is not drunk because of wine, but drunk because of depression. He doesn't know that the emperor is still in the world."

Zhu Helin was stunned, and after a long time murmured: "He is the brother of the father, the emperor, and the mother..."

"I think that although there are many princes alive, the emperor only regards Prince Yu as a brother in his heart." Su Yan sighed.

Zhu Helin said seriously: "I know what you mean, and you want to persuade me to trust him. But you also know that the emperor's trust must not be taken lightly."

"I know, so I hope the emperor will give him a chance to prove his loyalty." Su Yan took out another written note from his pocket and handed it to Zhu Helin.

The five characters on the cover of the memorial book are written in elegant and elegant handwriting: "Jingbei Dingbian Policy".

Zhu Helin took it and carefully flipped through the pages, his brows furrowed and relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were pursed.Finally, he closed the notebook and said in a deep voice, "This opportunity is a bit too big."

Su Yan analyzed in a gentle voice: "Actually, it's not too big. The former Jingbei Army has long been scattered and merged into various armies. Today's [-] soldiers and horses are not his private army trained by himself. King Yu is just a general who leads troops to fight , the military power is still in the court."

Zhu Helin said: "You don't know how terrifying he is... As long as he is on the battlefield, he is the focus of everyone's attention, and he is an invincible banner that is held high. King Yu seems to have the ability to unite the hearts of the soldiers. Soldiers will soon fall on him."

"Is this what the emperor told you?"

Zhu Helin nodded.

"What else did the emperor say?" Su Yan asked again.

Zhu Helin recalled for a moment, and said slowly: "Father also said that a general of an army can command millions of soldiers, but a king of a country can shepherd hundreds of millions of people. The way of employing people."

Su Yan rubbed the back of his hand unconsciously with his thumb, and said softly: "The emperor is right. As for the general, King Yu, the emperor only needs to consider three questions-is it easy to use? Dare to use it? How about it?"

Zhu Helin fell into deep thought again.It didn't take long this time, he looked up at Su Yan, and said seriously: "Okay. Dare. If you can let it go, you can take it away."

Without waiting for Su Yan to reply, he added: "I can give King Yu a chance to prove his loyalty, but there is one condition."

"What conditions?"

Zhu Helin picked up a letter from the King of Liao, and shook with disdain: "The King of Liao conspired against him, and his crime should be punished. I want the King of Yu to write a letter to the court, and report the intention of the King of Liao for treason and disobedience!"

Su Yan was stunned, and immediately realized: This is for King Yu to submit a nomination certificate first.

Just imagine, Liao Wang, Wei Wang and other four kings are now asking for more soldiers, otherwise they will go to Beijing to avoid disasters. If they have the same caliber, there must be collusion in private.King Yu's denunciation of King Liao at this moment is tantamount to isolating himself from the group of princes and standing on the opposite side of them.

In this way, not to mention that King Yu will no longer be able to join forces with other vassals, other vassals will also regard him as a supporter of the new emperor, not only will they not try to win him over, they will also be full of hostility towards him.

Forcing people to stand in line, this move of separation and division is well played, Xiao Zhu!It has a bit of your father's demeanor.

Su Yan was momentarily at a loss for words, feeling that this was a bit too much for King Yu.But from the standpoint of the emperor, Zhu Helin's approach is not problematic, it can even be called the emperor's wisdom.

After a while, he said slowly: "Then let King Yu choose for himself, whether to give up leading the army, or to break with the princes. Tomorrow I want to submit the memorial first, and let the courtiers quarrel for a few days to consume some firepower; At the same time, send a letter to King Yu to see what he means."

Zhu Helin agreed.

The two finalized some operational details, and before they knew it, the red candle burned out in the middle of the night.

"The key to the palace gate has been released, how about Qinghe staying in the side hall tonight?" Zhu Helin asked.

Su Yan lowered his eyes and answered: "Foreign ministers to stay in the imperial court, it is inconsistent with the etiquette. Let's go to the dorm in Wenyuan Pavilion for a night!"

Zhu Helin didn't force him to stay, and ordered someone to give him a bowl of ginseng chicken soup, and then sent him back to Wenyuan Pavilion.

After Su Yan left, Zhu Helin told Fu Bao, "Go and call Wei Liangzi."

Soon, Wei Liangzi, the commander of the imperial guards, was ordered to enter the palace, waiting for the emperor's instructions.

The emperor walked up to him and gave him a word of advice.

Wei Liangzi was startled secretly when he heard this, and asked again as if confirming: "Is this the minister's departure now? Travel day and night, and rush to Xiangyang Mansion in Huguang."

The emperor nodded: "Take the most elite men and horses, be sure to capture them in one fell swoop, and then secretly escort them to the capital."

Wei Liangzi clasped his fists: "Don't worry, your majesty, I will live up to your grace!"

He retreated and turned around, the emperor called out again: "Wait! This matter must not be disclosed to anyone...including Mr. Su Ge."

Wei Liangzi made a promise and left the palace.

Zhu Helin walked back to the Arhat's couch, crossed his legs and sat down slowly, whispering to himself: "Since we plan to use it, we must eliminate the hidden dangers in advance... Sorry Qinghe, Fourth Emperor, he has no choice."

North Zhili Guangping Mansion, Yongnian City.

A disciple of the Vacuum Sect in black walked into the stone room, bowed his head, and raised the tray in his hand respectfully: "Master, today's medicine."

Standing in front of him was the leader of the Seven Killing Battalion, covered in blood-colored robes, and a strange bronze mask that completely covered his face. Even the hands with the cuffs exposed were wearing black thin leather gloves.

The camp owner tore off the cover cloth on the tray and stared at a big black pill in the jade bowl.

The pill was supposed to be round, but a small piece was broken off by someone, and there were still scars on the gap, like a black apricot that had been bitten by a bug.

Seeing that the red-robed man was still not moving, the believer dared to urge: "Master Chesser's orders, the little ones dare not disobey, and please ask the camp master to be sympathetic to the little ones..."

The red-robed man slowly stretched out his hand, and took off the bronze mask, revealing a stern and hostile face - Shen Qi's face.

Picking up the pill and putting it in his mouth, Shen Qi chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it hard, then threw the veil on the believer's face.

The believers who delivered the medicine left the stone room with great gratitude as if they had received amnesty.

Shen Qi felt a distorted dizziness.After the alternation of hot and cold, the feeling of familiarity and disgust permeates from every bone seam and every piece of flesh and blood.He took a step back, trying to grab some support, but there was nothing around him, only a cold room as his companion.

Shen Qi stepped back step by step, avoiding the overly gorgeous and comfortable big bed that was incompatible with the furnishings of the stone room, and pressed her back against the cold and hard stone wall.

He raised his head, the back of his head pressed hard against the wall, his eyes were closed, and the eyeballs rolled uncontrollably under the thin eyelids.The strong pleasure was mixed with the psychedelic feeling like falling into the devil's den, dyed his expressionless face flushed, and exuded an aura of thirst from the inside out, as if the fragrance of the remaining ointment was left.

His arms were folded around his chest, his leather-wrapped fingers tightly clutched the robe on his arms, and his joints "clucked" and vibrated.

He stood himself like a mahogany tree propped on the stone wall, wanting to break it without breaking it, neither living nor dying.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Qi suddenly opened her eyes, took a long breath, and uttered a few hoarse and broken guttural sounds: "Finally made it through again."

The pill was first taken every ten days, then it became one every seven days, and now the interval is only five days.Once you stop taking it, your body will be torn apart and your soul will be taken away by the pain that is worse than death.

But Shen Qi is not afraid of pain, pain is even one of the blood food for his soul.

What is more unbearable to him than the pain is the joy that should not belong to this world.

After putting on the mask again, he became Lian Qinghan, the leader of the Seven Killing Camp that everyone dreaded.

Shen Qi walked to the agency that delivered the news, opened the metal sleeve, and found a new mission, which was written concisely: "Kill the King of Liao, and blame the new Emperor."

On the outskirts of the capital, there are phoenix trees and waterside pavilions.

"Yes, I just returned to Beijing not long ago.

"The carriage entered the city at dusk the day before yesterday and went straight to the palace, and did not leave the palace that night.

"Departed from Wenyuan Pavilion in the early morning of yesterday, and went to Tiangong Academy for inspection.

"Today, it will be published at the court meeting. This is the memorandum copied by the spies under Weichen."

Chu Yuan respectfully presented a booklet with the cover of "Jingbei Dingbian Policy".

Emperor Jing Long took it, carefully flipped through the pages, and finally smiled faintly.

Chu Yuan silently speculated about the meaning of this smile, whether he agreed or displeased, but he was not sure, so he had to ask: "If this memorial is adopted by the young master, the king of Yu will regain his military power. My lord, look How should this be handled?"

Emperor Jing Long turned to the desk, drew a few strokes on the cloth with a cinnabar pen, dried it, folded it in half and handed it to Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan saw that Emperor Jinglong used a silk note instead of a paper note, and knew that the order was not for him, so he cupped his fists and said, "I obey the order, so I will deliver the letter."

After exiting the room, Chu Yuan was about to stuff the silk slip into his bosom.A gust of lake wind blew away the folded corner of the silk strip - he saw with sharp eyes that there was no writing on it, only a bright red and fork crossed.

What does the red cross mean, Chu Yuan didn't want to explore it out of curiosity.

The holy will has been made, he only needs to send the letter, as for whether the other party can understand it and how to do it, that is the other party's business.

In the room, Emperor Jinglong was still standing in front of the desk, changed into an ink-stained lake pen, and splashed ink on the rice paper.Lake stones, lotus leaves, swimming fish...all kinds of scenery gradually take shape on the tip of the pen, and come alive on the paper.

He paints with his right hand, and with his left hand behind his back, he caresses a sapphire openwork lotus leaf pendant between his fingers for a long time.