I don't believe it, you lied [Quick Transmigration]

"You..." The little emperor gritted his teeth and was about to explode when a figure suddenly appeared outside the door. He swallowed the words abruptly, and said angrily, "Who is there? Didn't I say that you can't come near without a summons?" ?”

The figure outside the door bowed with hands, and the old voice was calm and powerful: "Go back to the emperor, the old minister has something to say."

"Master Taifu..." The little emperor was taken aback, pushed hard against He Yang's chest, and hurried to open the door: "Why don't you send someone to inform you that you are here, so that I can send a sedan chair to pick you up. "

He Yang sneered, with one hand behind his back, and sarcastically said: "The Tai Tuo is quite old, but still so diligent, he chased him to His Majesty's bedroom to discuss matters as soon as he came down from court."

The little emperor entered the door with the help of the grand tutor, took the time to stare at him, and He Yang smiled back.

"Isn't General Ji one step ahead of the old minister?" The Tai Tuo raised his gray beard and refused to give up an inch of verbal confrontation.

"Then how can it be the same." He Yang paced to the side of the little emperor, his eyes were ambiguous: "Your Majesty and I have an important matter to discuss."

"Oh?" Taifu narrowed his eyes and looked at He Yang tremblingly: "Could it be that General Ji and the old minister coincided with each other and came here for the flood in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"I just lead troops to fight, and I don't have time to worry about such trivial matters." He Yang's eyes were arrogant, his eyes lingered on the little emperor for a moment, and he strode towards the door: "There are many inconveniences today, I will come back another day. "

[You just left? 】

He Yang: Why don't you stay and eat?

【That old man is obviously someone who is extremely trusted by the target of the raid, so you are not afraid that they will join forces to plot against you. 】

He Yang: I remember telling you before that in the face of absolute strength, conspiracies and tricks can only stand aside.The soldiers and horses in Ji Xiao's hands are enough to level the entire imperial city, would you dare to act rashly?

[There's no need to leave in such a hurry, it's good to stay to learn more information, you are really abnormal. 】

The smile on He Yang's face faded away, his drooping eyes pressed down on his chest, complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

It is common for military generals to have injuries, but it has been more than a month since Ji Xiao returned to the imperial city, and the chest injury has not improved. He was not used to this body at first, so he didn't notice it, but Chu Ziyu's actions just hit the injury. Thanks to his superb acting skills, no flaws were seen.

"The court battle is no less than the battlefield. As long as I show a little timidity, it's no wonder those people don't eat me alive."

He Yang had his hands behind his back, his every move was the same as Ji Xiao's usual, the palace people passing by during the walk avoided him like a scourge, if unfortunately they caught up head-on, they could only shrink their heads like a quail.

When he came to the gate of the palace, there was a series of footsteps behind him. Before he had time to turn his head, the man had trotted all the way to him, with a friendly smile on his face: "General Ji, please stay, I haven't seen you for a long time. Doesn't seem very good."

He Yang looked him up and down for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, this person is a bit interesting, others avoid him, but he rushes to get close to him instead.

[He is the Minister of the Household Department, Liu Yun. 】

That's okay, the household department is the imperial court's money bag, even if Ji Xiao is arrogant, it's hard to make things difficult for money.

He Yang hooked his shoulders with a smile, and joked, "Long time no see, Mr. Liu is full of greasy face. I don't know how much of the disaster relief funds His Majesty allocated to Jiangnan, how much have you eaten?"

"Hey, General Ji, don't dare to talk nonsense, even if I have ten heads, it's not enough to lose me." Liu Yun waved his hands in a hurry, so frightened that the black gauze hat on his head was crooked.

"I was joking with you." He Yang smiled meaningfully, put his shoulders on his shoulders and stepped out of the palace gate, his eyes teasing: "Who in and outside the imperial city does not know that Mr. Liu has a clean sleeve and is loyal to the emperor."

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it, it's just a matter of duty." Liu Yun raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and followed behind in fear.

"That's right!" He Yang suddenly turned around and stopped.

Liu Yun lowered his head and didn't react in time, and almost bumped into him. He was so frightened that he pleaded guilty, but was pulled up by He Yang: "Lord Liu, you should be more careful when you walk, you can fall down even in the daytime. What should I do when I'm walking at night?"

"Yes, yes..." Liu Yun was used to observing words and expressions, and immediately said: "Thank you, General, for reminding me."

"Ugh--"

He Yang let out a long sigh and stretched his waist: "The imperial city is no better than outside the pass. There are eyes staring at the emperor's feet everywhere."

Liu Yun pondered his thoughts, and carefully suggested: "I know a good place, maybe I can make the general smile."

He Yang was waiting for his words. If he wanted to grasp the situation in the court as quickly as possible, military power alone was not enough. Judging from the existing information in the system, Ji Xiao's convincing power in the court was far inferior to his deterrence.

In other words, others are just afraid of him to the face, and they don't necessarily have to rack their brains to bring him down behind the scenes. Going on like this is not a long-term solution. If you want to stand firm in the vortex of power, you have to go with the flow at some point.

Liu Yun was stunned for a moment when he received the affirmative answer. You must know that this powerful General Ji has always had his eyes on the top, and even the current emperor has to give way to three points. Looking at the entire imperial city, only Taifu Shen can stand against him. Now he is willing It is really not easy to give him the thin noodles of a small Shangshu.

"My house's carriage is just ahead, General, this way please."

"Reporting to the emperor, this servant just saw General Ji at the gate of the palace, getting into the carriage of Mr. Liu, Minister of the Household Department, and the two of them went, went..."

"Where did you go, tell me." The little emperor narrowed his narrow eyes, and there was a hint of chill in his voice.

The little eunuch looked puzzled, and replied tremblingly: "Looking at the direction, it should be...Songzhu Pavilion."

"Songzhu Pavilion?" The little emperor looked puzzled, and turned to look at Taifu Shen who was sitting at the bottom: "Teacher, do you know where that is?"

"...The imperial city has become more masculine in recent years, and the Songzhu Pavilion is one of the best." Holding the teacup, the old matriarch calmly replied: "There have long been rumors that Ji Xiao likes men, and it really is not groundless .”

"Presumptuous!" The little emperor's face suddenly changed, and he was furious: "How dare he, how dare he—"

"It's actually a good thing for the emperor to appease his anger." Taifu Shen stood up slowly, and said without any haste: "Ji Xiao has made great achievements in the war, and he has already reached the age of marriage. It can be matched with him, but in that case, wouldn't he be even more powerful and even more rampant, if he leaves any more children, the consequences will be disastrous..."

"Teacher, stop talking." The little emperor looked embarrassed, clutching the dragon chair tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not feeling well, you all go down first."

"Yes."

Not daring to disobey their orders, everyone retreated together. The moment the palace door was closed, the teacup inside was shattered to the ground.

When He Yang stood in front of the Songzhu Pavilion, he really did not expect that the good place Liu Yun mentioned was such a special place.

Pine and bamboo are originally elegant things, and they are contaminated with the world of mortals for no reason, so they can't be seen by him, but Liu Yun still doesn't open which pot and picks which pot, so he leans up to him and asks: "Is there any one that the general likes very much? I'll ask someone to send it to him." In your house."

He Yang gently turned the wine glass, his expression seemed to be thinking, but the next second, he said in a deep voice, "Lord Liu."

"I'm here." Liu Yun's back felt cold, and he immediately became vigilant.

"It's no wonder that you are able to rise steadily and skyrocket. You must know the preferences of officials, big and small, in the court."

He Yang picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Liu Yun immediately picked up the wine pot and was about to move when he pressed his arm: "Don't be in a hurry to drink the wine. Mr. Liu is a smart person. He should be able to guess what I'm going to do. The purpose is not to drink and have fun."

"...The lower officials are dull, and dare not speculate on the general's mind." Liu Yun kept casting his eyes from side to side, with a sincere and fearful tone.

"You became an official at the age of 25, and it took you 15 years to get to where you are today." He Yang smiled lightly, and calmly stated the objective facts: "But without a prominent background and family background, you have to wait another 15 years. You can only stop there."

"General Ji..."

"I can give you what you want, but what can you give me?" He Yang smiled in his eyes, leaned lightly on the back of the chair, and showed his aristocratic demeanor with his gestures and gestures.

This kind of innate nobility cannot be imitated by Liu Yun in his life. His youthful talent and arrogance have been obliterated through repeated groveling, leaving only a sleek and sophisticated shell.

"I hope that the general will follow the lead, and I will be so heartbroken." Liu Yun knelt on the ground and performed a kowtow.

He Yang was unmoved, and sneered, "It doesn't work for me to talk about the scene. There are so many soldiers outside the customs waiting to get dressed and eat. Mr. Liu should go back and think about what he should use to express his sincerity."

"I understand, I will send someone to the general's mansion the next day."

"Also, these people don't need to shout out to be an eyesore in the future." He Yang threw the empty cup on the table, and flicked his sleeves when he got up.

Liu Yun's face turned pale, and he answered yes repeatedly.

[What is the difference between your behavior and stealing money openly? 】

He Yang: Of course there is a difference. Didn't you hear what he said? Send it to my house.

"General, walk slowly."

"Master Liu, see you later."

He Yang walked out of the Songzhu Pavilion, within the time it took for a cup of tea, a carriage chased after him.

Ji Xiao's eyeliner in the palace sent someone to spread the word, saying that the emperor was so angry that he didn't even give the Tai Tuo any face, and threw everyone out, and lost his temper in the bedroom alone.

After hearing this, He Yang pondered for two seconds, then smiled, "Let the Imperial Dining Room prepare a bowl of lotus seed soup for the emperor, and send it in the evening, so as to calm the fire."

"This...won't you go into the palace and have a look?"

"Your Majesty is probably worried about the floods in the south of the Yangtze River. I am a warrior, so I can't help you if I go."

"That's what you said wrong." The little eunuch approached slightly, lowered his sharp voice and said, "The emperor was furious when he heard that you had gone to the Songzhu Pavilion."

"Get out! Get out of here!"

As soon as He Yang pushed open the palace door, a pile of memorials fell from the sky. He picked one up and held it in his hand, and the rest smashed against the door.

"Ziyu is so angry, could it be that Master Shen made you angry?"

"Ji Xiao—"

"I'm here." He Yang walked forward with a smile, put the memorial on the case, and said softly: "Your Majesty shouted until his voice became hoarse. I feel really distressed. I specially ordered people to prepare lotus seed soup. Do you want them to serve it?" Come up."

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