Chang'an City.
Today is the last day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival in Chang'an City. This Shangyuan Festival is the most important festival in Chang'an. During the three-day Shangyuan Lantern Festival, the curfew is temporarily suspended. The guise of the East and West markets are hung high to block out the sun. Lanterns of various colors crowded one after another, hanging on both sides of the streets.
The city was full of joy and the crowds were noisy. Everyone felt that money was hot and couldn't wait to spend more.
But in the Yanying Hall of the Daming Palace, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Emperor Yong'an's face turned blue, he grabbed the new white jade paperweight on the desk and smashed it.
With a bang, the white jade paperweight hit the feet of Zhang Xingcai, the chief minister of Honglu Temple, and broke into several pieces. He was so frightened that he shivered and did not dare to say a word.
Xia Jigang, who was kneeling next to Zhang Xingcai, looked at Emperor Yong'an's face and carefully moved his numb leg.
The saint is very irritable and the consequences will be serious, so it is better to stay away.
Emperor Yong'an was so angry that he beat the desk vigorously and cursed loudly: "Fart, fart, fart, eat the emperor's salary and be loyal to the emperor. Is this how your Honglu Temple shares the emperor's worries? Ah!!"
Zhang Xingcai's head was dripping with cold sweat, and the drops fell down drop by drop, smashing into the cracks of the blue bricks. He was miserable and felt guilty in his heart.
It was Shaoqing who received the sage's orders, but he was the one who was scolded by the sage. Together with him, the chief minister, his only use is to take the blame and carry the thunder.
Xia Jigang didn't feel that Zhang Xingcai was wronged, but felt that it was hard for a saint to be a saint and that he felt aggrieved.
Since ancient times, every dynasty and generation has always had such cowardly affairs as princess marriage, but no emperor would really marry a princess. Most of them were pretended to be princesses, or even worse, they used palace maids to pretend to be princesses.
The saint is pretty good. Instead of using palace maids, he uses clan girls. What else does Tubo have to be dissatisfied with? They insist on using a real princess to get married. Isn't this too much?
No wonder the saint was furious.
Princess Rong, the daughter of the clan who was sent for marriage, had a scandal. The Tubo people seized on this and refused to give in. Zheng Xian, the young minister of Honglu Temple, wished he could live in the Sifang Pavilion to appease the Tibetan envoys, but he came and appeased them. However, the Tubo people became more and more aggressive and even insisted on forcing the Dajing Dynasty to marry a real princess.
Emperor Yong'an had many heirs, including many princes and princesses, but there were only two princesses of the right age. One was born with a disability and a slight limp in her left foot, so naturally she could not get married, and the other was the love of Little Concubine Yang. The woman, the saint's sweetheart, is even more incapable of getting married.
Faced with such a dilemma, the saint was furious rather than mad. His concentration was already extraordinary than that of ordinary people.
Xia Jigang wanted to plead for Zhang Xingcai. After all, since the incident, although Zhang Xingcai had not actually done anything, he wished he could live in Honglu Temple and stay in the Sifang Pavilion. Besides, in this matter, he was the one who deserved the most scolding. It should be the unlucky Huo Hanshan.
He said after careful consideration: "Your Majesty, please calm down. The Tubo people are barbarians in this uncivilized land. They have always been greedy."
Before he finished speaking, Emperor Yong'an jumped up angrily: "I don't believe they are greedy. No one can cure them." He nodded Xia Jigang's nose and said: "Where is Jiuchao? When will Jiuchao come back? How can you return it?" not here."
Xia Jigang wished he could slap his own mouth to bits. This nosy mouth, the mouth that caused trouble. He thought about it again and again: "Counting the days, it should be here soon."
Emperor Yong'an's face was extremely gloomy. He looked at the gloomy night. He had not slept for many days. When he closed his eyes, he saw Concubine Yang and his beloved daughter holding his legs and crying bitterly. In this way, it is better to make the younger daughter's legs lame than to marry far away from Tibet and suffer the consequences.
Is it too late to become lame now?
Emperor Yong'an had a gloomy face and said nothing. Xia Jigang and Zhang Xingcai were kneeling on needles and felt like they were on pins and needles, and their hair stood on end.
The gold bricks all over the floor were cold and hard, which made people's knees hurt. Although the charcoal basin in the hall was burning very brightly and the hall was as warm as spring, Xia Jigang and Zhang Xingcai felt that the chill was pressing, which was worse than the cold winter night outside. It's also bone-chillingly cold.
The two of them had the same idea at the same time. If they knelt for a moment longer, they might become the first courtier in the Dajing Dynasty to freeze to death.
Just when the atmosphere was tense and about to explode, the young chamberlain walked to the door of the palace and whispered a few words to Gao Fuguo. With a serious look on his face, he hurriedly walked into the palace with his body arched and whispered back: "Your Majesty, Major Ambassador Han is back. Please see me outside the palace."
Emperor Yong'an was overjoyed and said loudly: "Xuan, Xuan quickly."
Xia Jigang and Zhang Xingcai breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at each other, finally no longer needing to be scolded.
A saint can't be scolded by just one person. After being scolded for so long, it's time for someone else to scold him.
Not long after, the sound of heavy footsteps was heard. Han Changmu walked into the palace in a dusty manner, bringing with him the frosty chill all over his body. He lifted up his robe and knelt down to kowtow: "My humble minister, Han Changmu, is here to greet Your Majesty."
Emperor Yong'an moved his body, restrained his desire to go down and help Han Changmu, and said in a deep voice: "Get back on your feet."
Han Changmu stood up to thank him and looked at Xia Jigang and Zhang Xingcai, who were still kneeling next to them. He was a little embarrassed, but his face didn't show any signs of it.
Emperor Yong'an coughed lightly and said stiffly to Xia Jigang and Zhang Xingcai: "Xia Qing and Zhang Qing, please step back first."
Xia Jigang and Zhang Xingcai felt as if they had been granted amnesty, so they quickly thanked them and resigned.
Emperor Yong'an then ordered Gao Fuguo: "Gao Fuguo, please sit down."
Gao Fuguo hurriedly brought a small dish in and asked Han Changmu to sit down. Han Changmu thanked him and sat in a corner.
Emperor Yong'an took a look at Han Changmu. Although he changed his clothes, combed his hair again, and washed his face hastily, the dust and fatigue all over his body could not be concealed. He looked much thinner, and the stubble on his chin was visible. It came out, glowing with a light blue color.
He nodded with both distress and relief: "Jiu Chao came to see you as soon as he entered the city."
Han Changmu leaned forward and said, "Yes, I have offended Tian Yan by not being able to describe it well enough. I beg your majesty to forgive me."
Emperor Yong'an waved his hand and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I have been working hard all the way to the court. What can I gain from this trip? I have received your secret information about the case of lost salary, but I want to hear your details about it. explain."
Han Changmu concentrated for a moment and detailed what he had learned during the trip. However, for some unknown reason, he concealed the matter about the treasure house of the former Emperor Ming.
After listening, Emperor Yong'an was silent for a long time, then suddenly grabbed the white jade paperweight that Gao Fuguo had just put on, and smashed it heavily on the ground: "Moths, worms of the country, are these petty villains bullying no one in our country!!"
Gao Fuguo looked at the white jade paperweight broken into eight pieces, without even moving his face. He turned around calmly, took another piece of the same paperweight from the cabinet at the back, and placed it on his desk.
Han Changmu finally understood that the white jade paperweight was not used to press paper, but to vent his anger.
He hurriedly bowed and said: "Your Majesty, please calm down."
Emperor Yong'an gasped and stared at the figure reflected on the gold brick. After calming down for a moment, he smashed a white jade paperweight. He felt much relieved and said calmly: "Does Jiu Chao have any plans for what will happen next?" ."
Han Changmu said respectfully: "Your Majesty, if we remove the entrance of the Four Saint Sect entrenched in Longyou Road, the Four Saint Sect will definitely disappear for a while. As far as I can see, every movement is worse than silence."
Emperor Yong'an narrowed his eyes slightly, looking a little worried, and said coldly: "Does Jiuchao mean to let them go like this?"
Han Changmu was trembling in his heart and said calmly: "Your Majesty, I thought that after Leng Shaoyin escorted the prisoners to Beijing and interrogated them strictly, he would definitely find out things that had not been known before. Moreover, after all, the Four Saints Sect has been operating in Dajing for dozens of years. Over the years, I must be inextricably linked to the imperial court, I'm afraid." He thought about it for a moment, and then said bluntly: "I'm afraid that if I act arbitrarily, the turmoil in the court will be too great, so it's better to take it slow."
Emperor Yong'an also thought about this, but the Four Holy Sects had hurt his dignity as the king of a country, and he couldn't be reconciled to letting him put it aside like this.
But he also knew in his heart that being able to operate in Dajing for decades must have a very deep foundation, and the intricate connections could affect the whole body. The people and things involved would not be simple, so instead of aimlessly alerting the enemy, It is better to stop and watch the changes.
He looked straight at Han Changmu, and his tone became more severe, but full of trust and reliance: "Okay, according to what Han Qing said, the affairs of the Four Holy Sects will be left to Han Qing to investigate, and all matters involving the DPRK will be investigated. No matter who the person is, Han Qing does not need to ask for orders, he can do things easily."
Han Changmu was overjoyed. He lifted up his robe and quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "I accept the decree."
"No need to be polite, Han Qing is sharing my worries." Emperor Yong'an raised his hand.
Han Changmu quickly thanked En and sat down.
Emperor Yong'an breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyebrows, and said distressedly: "Let's talk about the Tubo people. Are you familiar with Prince Daishan of Tubo?"
Han Changmu nodded lightly: "We are familiar with him and have fought against him several times on the battlefield. He is the second prince of Tubo. The eldest prince is the son of the second concubine, and this second prince is the son of the eldest concubine."
Emperor Yong'an concentrated and said: "The Tibetan envoy requested to marry a real princess. What does Jiu Chao think of this matter?"
Han Changmu tilted his head and thought for a moment, but did not answer the question directly. Instead, he talked about other things calmly: "The seven sons of the King of Tubo were at odds with each other. The brothers had been fighting for many years. The eldest prince and the second prince each formed their own faction. In recent years, the second concubine has become quite popular. With the favor of the King of Tubo, the King of Tubo also relied heavily on the eldest prince, and his power also increased with the tide, gradually overpowering the second prince."
Emperor Yong'an snorted and listened with interest.
Han Changmu continued: "Wei Chen thinks that the second prince is not necessarily entangled over the princess or the clan daughter, but is using this excuse to seek some benefits from Dajing, which will be more conducive to his fight with the eldest prince."
Emperor Yong'an nodded slightly. He had also heard about the internal fighting in Tubo. Zhang Xingcai of Honglu Temple had also reported it many times. He was familiar with these words, but this time when Han Changmu talked about it, he seemed to have another idea. layer meaning.
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