Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

Everything was stable in Mobei, so Song Qingyuan took people away from Muhe Tribe with great peace of mind.Before leaving, he repeatedly rejected the suggestion to send troops to protect him even if he had no time to mention it.

Because on the way to Yunzhou City, Song Qingyuan and others made up disguises.Therefore, Qin Zizhen, who had been waiting in the city for many days, did not receive the news.

It wasn't until Song Qingyuan appeared in front of him that Qin Zizhen realized dully what the meaning of the "recently arrived" message he received a few days ago.

"Is everything arranged properly?" Song Qingyuan went straight to the point.

Qin Zizhen quickly put the surprise in his heart to the back of his mind, nodded and said: "Everything is in order, as long as His Highness orders, we can start the journey immediately."

As early as a few months ago, Qin Zizhen arrived in Yunzhou City according to Song Qingyuan's instructions.Responsible for handling all his family business in Yanyun.

Others are not very important, except for the steel forging Zhuangzi he planned to establish after crossing. The people in it are all refugees, and most of them will leave Yanyun with him, as well as technology and steelmaking furnaces. and take away.

It is precisely because there are too many things to take away, sell, and destroy that Qin Zizhen has been busy in the mountains for many days.

The reason why Song Qingyuan chose the time to move away now, apart from the fact that the overall situation in Mobei needs him to be in control, is that the more important reason is the news from the little eunuch he placed next to Song Shenxu:

His elder brother Song Qizhen was under house arrest.

Although Song Shenxu's preferred heir was Song Qizhen, but he couldn't stop him from committing suicide, and couldn't wait for the day when his father hiccupped.

Not only secretly sold private salt, but also began to secretly win over the ministers in the army.

As we all know, the most taboo thing for a king is that his sons covet his throne.

After the news of Song Qizhen selling private salt was exposed by Song Qingyuan, no matter how much Song Shenxu cared about Song Qizhen before, it is impossible now.

And his good elder brother Song Qizhen, after the incident was exposed, simply kept doing nothing, using his own power to force his father to give him the throne.

It's a pity that Jiang is still old and spicy. In the end, the battle ended with Song Shenxu's victory, dealing with a large number of Song Qizhen's accomplices, and he himself was imprisoned in Xinzhou.

"Is the wasp you prepared ready?" Song Qingyuan rubbed his forehead, hiding the exhaustion from traveling for several days, and asked Qin Zizhen.

"It's all ready according to your instructions. The beekeepers have arrived in Xinzhou." Qin Zizhen's face was serious.

"Proceed according to the plan." Song Qingyuan waved his hand.

Those ferocious and highly toxic Golden Ring Wasps that I encountered in Tongzhou City at the beginning finally came in handy.When Song Qingyuan ordered Qin Zizhen to arrest him back then, he had taken a fancy to Jinhuan Hufeng's lethality and undetectable characteristics.

After being brought back by Qin Zizhen, the wasps were raised by special people for more than two years, and they were fed with overripe fruits. Now, whenever they smell the familiar fruit aroma, they will flock to them.

After Qin Zizhen left, Song Qingyuan looked at Jiang Duo who had been bowing his head in silence, and said softly, "I'll grant you a few days off, you go and burn incense sticks to your parents and relatives."

In fact, most of Jiang Duo's parents and relatives died on the way to exile, except for the beheaded ones. The corpses have long been lost, and the current tomb is just a clothes tomb erected by Jiang Duo later, just for consolation.

Jiang Duo froze for a moment, looked up at Song Qingyuan, his lips opened and closed.

Before he could speak, Song Qingyuan knew what he was going to say, and stopped what he was going to say with his eyes, "I don't want to hear words of thanks and excuses now."

Jiang Duo hesitated for a long time, finally nodded, thanked him in a low voice, and accepted the vacation Song Qingyuan gave him.

Song Qingyuan sent Jiang Duo to offer incense to worship the ancestors, and he also asked him to comfort the spirits in heaven of his relatives, who had suffered injustice for so many years.

When Jiang Duo was rescued, he failed to reverse the case for Jiang's father, Song Qingyuan actually couldn't let go of this matter.

On the second day after Jiang Duo came back from worship, the news of Song Qizhen's death spread throughout Yanyun.

The cause of the eldest prince's death is even more bizarre.

There are heavy guards in his house, and the servants who come in and out every day must be strictly checked.But who knows, he was stung to death by a group of bees flying over from nowhere.

In addition to a little more talk among the common people, one can only sigh "bad luck".

Song Qizhen was imprisoned in the mansion, so he didn't even have to think about incense.At this time, autumn melons and fruits were ripe, and the servants of the house brought some citron, bergamot, papaya and other fruits for the house.

The aroma of ripe fruit was tangy, and Song Qizhen's house was full of fragrance. Even he himself was covered with the fragrance of fruit without exception, which happened to attract a group of Golden Ring Wasps who were separated from him by a wall.

Song Qizhen waved his hands away impatiently, but instead angered those huge hornets.They swung their long pincers towards Song Qizhen's bare skin.

It was like being pierced into the skin by a red-hot iron needle, but after a while I felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, nausea and dizziness.

The doctor who entered the mansion had never seen such terrifying symptoms after being stung by insects. According to the usual method, he used many anti-inflammatory and detoxification drugs, but there was no improvement at all, so Song Qizhen could only let Song Qizhen slowly lose his heartbeat. .

No one knew that all of this was actually done by Song Qingyuan who was far away in Yunzhou.

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At first, when Song Qingyuan made a deal with Song Shenxu, in order not to expose the location of Zhuangzi in the mountains, he agreed with him to a place specially for the transfer of refined iron.

Later, as Song Shenxu became weaker and weaker, Qin Zizhen was ordered to start moving people and things in Zhuangzi. This place was easily forgotten by everyone, and only two or three people were left to guard here.

At night, a man in a cloak suddenly ushered in this humble warehouse.The hood completely covered his face, so the night watchman couldn't see his face clearly, just when he was about to call someone over, he heard the man ask to see their highness.

"What nonsense are you talking about, our Highness can be seen by anyone?" The night watchman looked vigilant.

"Besides, our Highness is far away in Mobei Royal Court, how do you want to see him?"

"I know he came to Yunzhou."

The man with the hood said in a low voice, calm and pretentious, "If I'm not mistaken, the death of His Highness a few days ago is also inseparably related to him."

Hearing his firm tone, the night watchman lost most of his confidence at once.Although he didn't know what happened to Song Qizhen's death, he was flustered, and it was immediately obvious to others.

On his side, he just killed him without knowing where Song Qingyuan was. On the other side, the news had already reached Song Qingyuan's ears through Qin Zizhen.

When Song Qingyuan heard Qin Zizhen's hasty report, he sighed lightly and said, "I knew I couldn't hide it from him, so let someone bring him here!"

"Your Highness, do you know who is here?" Qin Zizhen looked surprised.

"Except for the one in Xinzhou, who else knows the exact location of this warehouse?" Song Qingyuan snorted.

"You mean the person who came was the King of Yan?" Qin Zizhen asked with his eyes wide open.

Knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Qin Zizhen hurriedly lowered his head, and murmured: "Your Highness is cautious, King Yan shouldn't know."

Song Qingyuan said unhurriedly: "Is it him? Don't you know when you meet?"

Soon, a man in a black cloak was brought in.He raised his hand to take off his hood, and it turned out to be the father of Song Qingyuan's body——Song Shenxu, king of Yan.

Song Qingyuan waved his hand to let the startled-looking people go down first, and then smiled slightly at the middle-aged man in front of him, "Long time no see, Father."

There is no sign of getting up and saluting.

Song Shenxu didn't seem to care about his son's disrespectful behavior, and sat down next to Song Qingyuan with a normal face, and said with emotion, "I can do anything to your elder brother, even more vicious than this king back then."

Song Qingyuan didn't even lift his eyelids, and said flatly: "It's still far behind you."

"Even if your elder brother dies, this king will never pass on the throne to you!" Song Shenxu suddenly raised his voice.

Even Qin Zizhen, who was waiting outside the door, was taken aback, but Song Qingyuan still looked calm and breezy.

Song Shenxu sized him up for a long time before mocking him with a gloomy expression: "That's right, you are a person who even the king of Mobei respects three points, and you probably don't think much of Yan Yun's throne."

Song Qingyuan took a sip of tea, he didn't seem to be angry at all, and said in a calm manner: "Song Qizhen is dead, and Song Gong's legs are disabled, it's a pity that father Wang Qiongji won the throne all his life..."

"I don't know who I'm going to hand over to."

After finishing speaking, Song Qingyuan seemed to feel sorry for the person in front of him, and clicked his tongue lightly.

Song Shenxu was really pissed off by his appearance, his chest heaved violently, it took him a long time to calm down, he gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who this king will give the throne to, you don't want to leave Yanyun alive!"

Song Qingyuan finally raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Then you don't have to worry about who the throne will be passed on to. The iron cavalry in Mobei will help you solve this trouble."

The naked threat was placed in front of Song Shenxu, but he was not as furious as before. He sneered and said, "Use Mobei to threaten me? Oh, it depends on whether a dead person is worthy of Lian Ti and the entire Yan Yun." It's an enemy."

Song Qingyuan's tone remained unchanged: "You can give it a try."

Song Shenxu looked at the people in front of him, recalled the rumors he heard some time ago, and finally took a step back, "You can take your people and leave Yunzhou, but you must stay in that Zhuangzi and the people inside. "

Song Qingyuan thought: People are getting older, but their appetites are getting bigger and bigger.

He shook his head and said, "I must take away the people in Zhuangzi, but I can keep Zhuangzi for you."

Anyway, he couldn't take it with him if he wanted to.Song Qingyuan added in his heart.

Song Shenxu snorted coldly, how could he fail to see Song Qingyuan's plan, what's the use of leaving him an empty Zhuangzi in the deep mountains and old forests?What he wants are those advanced forging techniques in Zhuangzi!

"There is no reason why you take advantage of all the good things." Song Shenxu mocked.

"How about this." Song Qingyuan thought for a while, then backed down a step, "I can hand over all the forging technology to your people, and leave the forging furnace to you."

Before Song Shenxu could speak, he heard Song Qingyuan add: "But, I have a request."

"What request?" Song Shenxu got what he wanted, and his tone was not as aggressive as before.

"Before Song Qizhen embezzled disaster relief funds, you convicted Jiangcheng, who was then the young minister of the Taifu, and I want to clear the Jiang family's grievances." Song Qingyuan said eloquently.

"That little servant next to you seems to be from the Jiang family?"

Seeing that Song Qingyuan didn't reply, Song Shenxu mocked with disdain: "The benevolence of a woman. I'm just a servant, and you need to spend so much trouble."

Song Qingyuan looked at him, the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

Song Shenxu sneered: "Yes."

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