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In the early morning of the next day, Emperor Mingde looked at Song Taiwei and his senior ministers with a smile, and said that the matter discussed between the court and the court yesterday was thought out by the Taiwei. Song Jing took the post of Song Cui in the Song Dynasty, and went north to guard.

As soon as this remark came out, half of the people in the upper direction changed their expressions.

Song Taiwei's face changed greatly: "Your Majesty, my son is stubborn, I am afraid that I will not be able to win the post of vanguard general, I hope Your Majesty will think twice."

"Taiwei," Emperor Mingde said with a smile that was not a smile, "I stayed up all night last night, thinking twice and thinking twice, it is really difficult to find a suitable candidate like Mr. Taiwei, Dachang Jianguo, Taiwei's great ancestor followed Emperor Gaozu all the way Called from Changting, Song Jing joined the Imperial Guard at the age of 14, and now in his twenties, he is already the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. Enough military merits, when I return, I will go to meet him personally, and then make him a marshal, all of which are full of glory, and the Taiwei's face is also bright, and the Taiwei also knows that the northern border must be stationed without generals, and I also know Taiwei. Wei feels sorry for his son, but Song Jing is not a child anymore. As a man of great prosperity, this is what he should do. Or is it that the Taiwei thinks that your son will not be able to go to the battlefield, and Song Jing said yesterday that Song Jing can't do it, and Song Jing can't do it today. Could it be that it is not worth it for your Song family to send someone to guard the border for me?"

Having said this, Song Taiwei was so frightened that his legs went numb, and he knelt down on the ground: "The Song family is willing to do their best for Dachang, and to die for His Majesty, but..."

"I know Taiwei's loyalty to the emperor and patriotism," Emperor Mingde interrupted Song Taiwei's next words, and said, "Taiwei, I still have to thank you, if it wasn't for Song Cui asking to see you in person last night, we will be together with you." Confidentially, I didn't know that the Taiwei was loyal. Song Jing left, and I was not at ease in the palace. After much deliberation, I should let the second son of the Taiwei, Song Cui, come to replace his brother and take over the post of commander of the imperial guards and continue to guard My safety."

Song Taiwei immediately became enlightened when he heard the words, his eyes were full of hatred.

He wanted to say that Song Cui was the son of the family tree he had drawn out, but he repeatedly refuted the emperor's face. No matter how big the official position of his Song family was, he was only an official, so he could only admit it and make a long-term plan.Unexpectedly, Emperor Mingde didn't give him time to make a long-term plan. Three days later, he issued an imperial decree. Liu Shibang led troops to the Shuhai Sea, and Song Jing went to the northern border to defend.

Song Cui was the commander of the imperial guards, and Emperor Mingde gave him a house.

As soon as Song Jing left the capital, Song Taiwei arrived at Song Cui's mansion. Song Cui took a special rest today, as if he was waiting for Song Taiwei.

Tan Jia heard that Song Taiwei might come to the mansion today, he was on the verge of a formidable enemy, he lingered at the gate early, for fear that he would not inform Song Cui in advance of Song Taiwei's arrival, and let his young master suffer.

Song urged to follow him, and danced his sword leisurely in the yard.

Song Taiwei's carriage stopped at the Song Mansion, Tan Jia was so frightened that he turned around and ran towards the yard. The guard beside Song Taiwei saw Tan Jia's frightened appearance, and stepped forward to support Tan Jia in two steps. , Put the person in front of Song Taiwei.

Song Taiwei is fifty-two years old this year. He is dressed in a purple dress, with tufts of hair on his temples, his eyes are like eagles, and his thin lips are tightly pursed. Having been immersed in the officialdom for decades, the aura of calmness and prestige around her has made it difficult for people to look directly at her. Now when she walks in, she can't hide her anger. Tan Jia is so frightened that she only dares to look at the stone bricks on the ground.

"Go, call Song Cui's son over here." Song Taiwei strode into the Song Mansion, as if he had arrived at his own home.

No matter how dissatisfied Tan Jia was in her heart, she could only trot to the backyard to call for help. Tan Jia ran there panting, but before she could speak, Song collected the long knife, drew a beautiful knife flower, and handed the knife to Tan Jia, sneering. Said: "He still thinks he is my father? Amu, order to watch tea, I will change clothes before going over."

Amu replied dully: "My lord, I'll go right away."

"My lord...that's Song Taiwei..." Tan Jia put the long knife back to its place, and glanced at Song Cui worriedly.

Tan Jia and Song Cui grew up together, and he still remembers what happened back then.

"Of course I know he is Song Taiwei," Song Cui said lightly, "Let's go."

Song Taiwei was welcomed into the living room by Amu, and the first time he waited was a stick of incense, the anger in his chest gradually dissipated, leaving only a sneer.

When Song Taiwei's patience was exhausted, Song Cui walked in slowly from the outside.

"Don't blame the Taiwei, the official came late."

"Song Cui, why do you pretend to be in front of me when there is no one else?" Song Taiwei cut to the chase: "I thought you, the son of a singing girl in Changting Court, would not be able to make big waves, but I never expected that you would have such a big wave just after you came to the capital." I can tell the emperor to listen to you."

"Taiwei be careful," Song Cui glanced at him, "Taiwei is a first-rank minister, how can he say such rebellious words to let His Majesty listen to me, if these words reach the ears of the emperor, it will be difficult for the Taiwei to explain."

"Song Cui," Song Taiwei gave him a cold look: "Looking at the situation in today's court, the emperor and I are just separated by a window paper, that's all, he hates me, and I don't like him either, The emperor is warlike, heavy taxes, heavy corvee, how can Dachang let him go on so nonsense... He is just a fatuous emperor whose personal affairs are more important than the world... As long as the Song family is still in the position of Taiwei, the half of the Emperor Hu Fu It is impossible to get it, the small country of Shuhai, let him fight if he wants to fight, and the battle of Changting is definitely not going to happen."

Song Cui laughed lightly after hearing this: "Taiwei told me these things, aren't you afraid that I will tell His Majesty all of them?"

Song Taiwei smiled proudly: "Since I have said it, I am not afraid. The Song family has been loyal to the world of Zhou for generations. The plaque of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism that Gaozu personally put forward is still hanging in the Song residence. Everyone in Dachang knows it. He has only been on the throne for a few years. Delusion to shake the foundation of the Song family? I am not afraid that the people of Dachang will drown him with their saliva."

"It seems that the Taiwei went to the mansion today, and he used the lower official as a microphone," Song Cui said with a very flat expression, "Then the lower official will live up to the Taiwei's trust and convey to His Majesty verbatim what the Taiwei said. .”

Song Taiwei's smile disappeared suddenly: "Song Cui, what are you going to do when you come back this time?"

"The lower official is just trying to get ahead," Song Cui smiled lightly: "It's just to make mother feel at ease."

"Don't you want revenge?" Song Taiwei stared at Song Cui's face: "Don't want to kill Song Jing? Don't want to kill me?"

"Although the Taiwei drew out the genealogy of the subordinate officials, His Majesty also said in the morning court a few days ago that the Taiwei's family style is strict, how can the subordinate officials have such thoughts," Song Cui raised his eyes and looked at Song Taiwei, His eyes were clear and clean: "Don't worry, Taiwei."

Song Taiwei took a deep look at Song Cui: "Okay, old man, let's see what tricks you can do? Song Cui, this old man sent you eight words. Mayfly shakes the tree. You are overwhelmed."

Song Cui cupped his hands: "Thank you Taiwei for your words, I'm an official, please remember."

After Song Taiwei left, Amu walked in from behind, silently putting away the tea set.

After noon, Song urged to enter the palace.

He really repeated Song Taiwei's words to Emperor Mingde verbatim.

Emperor Mingde dropped the teacup in his hand angrily, and the hot tea ruined a woolen blanket.

"Song Zhe! He has relied on the merits of his ancestors to shelter him for generations!" Emperor Mingde supported the corner of the table with his knuckles turning white.

"Your Majesty," Song Cui walked over slowly, half-kneeling on the ground, gently covered Emperor Mingde's white knuckles, and took Emperor Mingde's white fingertips away from the sharp corner of the table, lest he be caught Scratch: "Since ancient times, loyalists and loyalists have always been incompatible."

Emperor Ming De withdrew his hand.

"The former emperor was cowardly, but he knew how to balance the government, and all officials were mediocre. Now Song Taiwei is recognized by the whole world as a loyal person, and His Majesty can't move him. However, if there is a courtier blocking His Majesty's eyes and ears, he will not be able to see that loyalty, listen to it." Gone."

"You know, your words are enough to die thousands of times."

"I don't know." Song Cui laughed and said, "I only know that this order belongs to His Majesty."