In a short period of time, two threats blocked the Prince of Jiyang from scolding and ridiculing him.
A saintly gentleman, once he breaks the rules, is more intimidating than a ruffian and bully.
Wu Jin stretched out his palm, put his hand on the fat shoulder of the prince, and squeezed hard: "You can try to see if I can let King Wei go and join the vassal state."
Prince Jiyang shook his shoulders vigorously, shaking off Wu Jin's hand, and at the same time took a step back and looked at Wu Jin.
Whether it was the thin sweat on Wu Jin's face or the water dripping from his head, his face was clearly exposed, with sharp lines and clean outlines.
There was still a coldness in his eyes.
The prince of Jiyang County suddenly thought about many things in his mind, and finally thought that Wu Jin was just gentle on the outside, but actually he was cruel and murderous on the inside.
In just half a year in Ningzhou, the entire city's shipping department was thoroughly investigated from top to bottom, which shocked the entire court.
In less than a month after returning to Kyoto, most of the farm belonging to Zongzhengji was cleared out.
The officials of Zongzheng Temple, who used to be able to live off their idle royal estates, now had to live on their salaries. Each of these people hated Wu Jin more than the other.
If Wu Jin really wants to show off his face, it is not impossible to set up a game against the King of Wei and force the King of Wei to go and surrender.
The King of Wei must not go to join the vassal. The prince is not close to the clan. On the contrary, the King of Wei is willing to cover up for the clan. If the King of Wei leaves, the life of the clan will be even more difficult.
He asked dryly: "Wu, what do you want to do?"
At this time, Wu Jin took a step back, looked at Prince Jiyang with a half-smile, and sat in the chair: "Should you apologize to me?"
Prince Jiyang rolled his eyes gloomily, dragged the wine cup from the table, poured the wine in front of Wu Jin, put the wine cup on the table, filled one himself, touched the wine cups together, and made a "ding-dong" sound. "Two crisp sounds.
Then he raised the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, showing it to Wu Jin, which meant that he had apologized.
Wu Jin refused to drink, stood up and said with a smile: "Then I'll take my leave, you all can do your own thing, Wang Jinghua, see you later."
There was a small puddle of water stains under the chair he was sitting on just now. Wang Jinghua looked at the puddle of water stains and buried his head without saying a word. After Wu Jin left, he immediately opened his big mouth and started croaking: "Your Majesty, How dare he meet Wu Jin again! This person is so evil!"
Prince Jiyang threw his wine glass to the ground and cursed: "Damn it!"
Wu Jin, wearing wet clothes, returned to the rented house in front of everyone's surprised eyes.
It takes four-quarters of an hour to walk from the palace gate of the house. At the end of the alley, there is a big locust tree in front of the house, two black painted doors, no plaques or lanterns hanging under the lintels, and two copper rings on the doors, which are simple and without any patterns.
He pushed the door open and walked in. Inside there was an old servant in short brown clothes. He had just cooked porridge and prepared pickles. When he saw that Wu Jin was soaked, he quickly went to call for hot water for Wu Jin.
Wu Jin took a shower and changed clothes, then sat in the yard and barely ate half a bowl of porridge, her stomach churning.
It was a hot day today. When he was in the Hanlin Garden, his temples were soaked with heat. Then he went to the Wenzheng Hall and let the cool breeze stir up, which had already accumulated cold air. After leaving the Wenzheng Hall, he felt hot and cold again, alternating like this. Started to have a headache.
He leaned back on the chair, raised his head and closed his eyes to rest, letting his heart that had been hanging all day gradually fall.
After a long while, he reached out and kneaded the mountain roots to relieve the pain. He walked slowly to the study, lit the oil lamp, spread out the paper and pen, and wrote: "On June 27, the 30th year of Yuan Zhang, Kyoto, the sky was fine.
Today, Tan Xuan's secret letters and military information arrived one after another. The emperor's actions were all expected, but he still felt chilled.
For the king's own selfish interests, he turned a blind eye to the forts that requested reinforcements and allowed fifty thousand soldiers to fend for themselves. He even abandoned the forts that the border soldiers had built with the blood of their bones, putting the people of Kuanzhou in dire straits.
If Gaopingzhai is abandoned so lightly, how many soldiers will die to get it back in the future?
How is this behavior different from Mo Qianlan?
Facing such an emperor, standing in the Wenzheng Palace, I tried my best to control myself.
When the prince of Jiyang County poured water on him, I was already unhappy because of the military situation, and then I remembered Mr. Zhao's lame leg. I was so angry that I couldn't bear it, and it was really inappropriate to act impulsively. "
The more he wrote, the more he felt like needles pricking his head, his eyes became hot and blurry, and his whole body felt like charcoal. He coughed and continued writing.
“The emperor’s anger subsided so quickly, which makes me suspicious.
Even if the emperor couldn't take action against Mo Lingfeng and Zhong Jiaqing, why didn't he anger Wang Yunsheng's family.
The Mo family's ability to successfully bring people into the military camp and encroach on the fortress has a lot to do with Wang Yunsheng. Acting as an emperor, even if Wang Yunsheng is dead, he will not let go of the Wang family.
What was he thinking when the emperor was handling the Wang family lightly? "
Wu Jin knew that what the emperor was thinking was very important, but at this moment, his mind was filled with a pot of mush. Even the slightest effort was like torture, so he had to take a fire, turn it over, light the diary, and burn it in the slag bucket. into ashes.
Although the diary will be burned, he still uses it to sort out his chaotic thoughts and describe the world with pen and ink.
Only what falls on paper is the most real.
He left the study and asked the old servant to ask for the doctor. He wrote a note asking for leave and asked the old servant to take it out with him, and then he lay down with a heavy heart.
It was cloudy the next day, and after the morning court, everyone in the military and civil society knew about the urgent military situation in Liubaili. Within half a day, well-informed businessmen also heard about it.
On the streets, everyone was talking about the war, and they were a little more worried than usual.
If the fortress cannot be defended, Kuanzhou will bear the brunt. What will happen to the people of Kuanzhou?
Wu Jin did not go out to inquire about the military affairs. He only rested at home. After taking the medicine, he was still top-heavy. He barely drank a bowl of porridge and sat in the yard to read Wu Yi's letter.
Wu Yi conveyed his parents' wishes in the letter and asked him when the marriage would be arranged. If the prince of some county did not allow a girl from the capital to marry him, Wu's father and Wu's mother would look for a good girl in Kuan and Jizhou to marry him. Order.
Later, Wu Jin was told not to send any more money home. Wu's mother had already put the 200,000 yuan into the bank and planned to buy Wu Jin a decent house in Kuanzhou for future use.
Wu Yi also said that both his parents were in good health and there was no need to worry. He had already made an appointment to get married and was looking at the auspicious day to get married. It would be best if Wu Jin could come back.
Wu Jin read this letter with hundreds of typos and wrote a reply. After putting the letter away, he was not in a hurry to send it out. Instead, he packed himself up, got up and went out, heading to Luodeng Temple.
The incense in Kyoto is very prosperous, and there are four or five temples. Among them, the royal temple Daruoyong Temple has the most incense, and Luodeng Temple is the most remote and has the worst incense. However, Wu Jin often went to Luodeng Temple.
His nose was stuffy and his mouth was dry. He could not walk more than a hundred steps and was out of breath. He had to rent a sedan in the city and headed outside the southwest gate.
When he arrived at Luodeng Temple, it was the time of year when the mountain gate was quiet and the mortal world was blocked from the mountain gate. There were not many pilgrims coming and going in the temple. Wu Jin went straight into the main hall and knelt down to worship the Buddha.
A thin man in his late thirties followed Wu Jin into the main hall and knelt down on the futon beside Wu Jin. The two of them knelt down together, as if they were pious.
The man with his forehead touching the ground suddenly said: "Master Wu, what are your orders?"
