On the other side, Fang Guogong wrote to the fifth prince, asking him to continue to endure for another year.
Now everything is ready, but we have to wait for the private soldiers of the aristocratic families to be accustomed to being stationed outside and let down their guard.
At the same time, we should also give our side more time to prepare and make more adequate preparations.
Because with the current chaotic situation, not only the royal family will have to be dealt with, but also all the aristocratic families may not surrender and must be suppressed.
The Fifth Prince's reply was just one word, "Okay."
…
The method of using private troops to hold down a land thousands of miles away was successful, and the royal city had a quiet New Year.
The battle reports from far away will not arrive in the royal capital until the new year.
Zhao Jin received an award, but everyone in the aristocratic family disliked him.
Because the New Year is supposed to be a time for family reunions, but they are divided in various places, and everyone does not have a good time this New Year.
Everyone can't hate the king, so they can only blame Zhao Jin, and this is exactly what the king wants.
…
Fast forward one year, it is December 194 in the Linghai calendar.
After the twelfth lunar month, soldiers began to take holidays one after another, and private armies mobilized on a large scale to protect the king from a happy year.
All of them were full of resentment, but the king's order was difficult and they had no choice but to obey.
Zhao Jin felt the chill because he bore the brunt of it.
Now, he really wanted to retreat from the court, but he had no way out.
The result of retreating is that the various aristocratic families will jointly strangle them, and the whole family will not end well.
That's how the lonely minister is, making progress but never retreating.
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On December 15th, the imperial meeting ended.
When Zhao Jin went down to court, he felt the hostile eyes all the way. He was frustrated and also terrified.
His thoughts were racing, and he unknowingly took a detour to Yamazaki's yard. He stared at the locked door and stood blankly for a while.
At this moment, I have to admit that what Mr. Shan said was good. He should have retreated and enjoyed a peaceful life. He must have had children now.
Or practice again and become stronger, so that you won't be stuck like this.
Last year he still wanted to have a child, but this year he didn't dare to have one at all. He was afraid and he couldn't protect the child.
Now, he looks at everyone like a bad guy.
Except for the old man who came from the Hou Mansion, everyone else in the family was arranged elsewhere, and even the retainers did not dare to stay.
Because they are not Shan Lao, unlike him who never leaves home, they don't know how many people they know are spies.
God knows if any of them were bribed, but it couldn't be.
…
Zhao Jin took a breath and rode home.
Passing by the market, I overheard people complaining about writing letters. They mentioned that the old man Shan who wrote letters in the past had cheaper prices and so on.
Suddenly agitated, he quickly forced himself to restrain himself.
Seeing a group of people gathering over there, I sent someone to find out what the fuss was about during the Chinese New Year.
The attendant did not think much and took the order. He came back soon after to report that some people were queuing up to write letters.
"Write a letter? What's the fuss about?"
"Those old people thought the price was high. They said that ten or twenty years ago, there was an old man named Shan in the city. He was kind and wrote letters at a cheap price."
"Ha, if you talk about something that took so long, I think the person who wrote the letter must be worried about it, so what should the person who wrote the letter say in response?"
"The person who wrote the letter said that the old man was a rebel, so the price was cheap. He was arrested and executed that year."
"It turned out to be a gangster."
The entourage bowed and said, "Commander, maybe it's really not a rebel party. The elderly people said that they were arrested randomly by the government to make up for their crimes. It was because the officials could not catch the real rebel party, so they gathered all the people in the street. Caught."
Zhao Jin frowned, "Is that true?"
The attendant shook his head, "They don't know either. They only know that many people's homes were imprisoned inside and outside the city, and thousands of families were killed."
Zhao Jin's expression changed, because he remembered what Mr. Shan once said, that he was not a rebel, and that he was an important minister in what happened back then.
And a truth that requires killing thousands of households to cover up must be so big that it can shatter the sky.
"Even if it's twenty years old, there's no need to mention it again. Let's go."
"yes."
…
Although Zhao Jin said this, he was careful.
But it was hard for him to ask people, let alone go to the Yamen to check files.
As soon as I got home, I looked at the car buying new year's goods, but I frowned.
The New Year is approaching, and it is the time to entertain guests as usual. They have good ears and eyes, and they will probably know what happened that year.
The only problem is how to lead the topic, which requires finding a reason.
…
On the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhao Jin entertained guests at a banquet.
After drinking for three rounds, Zhao Jin talked about the disaster of the chaotic party and let everyone speak freely in a competitive tone.
The disciples did not doubt that he was there, and they all showed off their knowledge and intelligence.
But they didn’t dare to go too far. They didn’t talk about Zhao’s hatred for destroying Wu, and they didn’t dare to say that the current king abandoned Taoism and followed Buddhism and imprisoned his father. Then he was defeated like a mountain and lost two-thirds of the territory. Zhao became Southern Zhao.
Let’s just say that in the 30 million-mile territory of Southern Zhao, there are dozens of rebels and thieves from all walks of life, and it is clear that there are masters of Yuan Shen.
As for the most serious disaster, they were discussed over and over again, getting farther and farther away, and finally came to the chaos in the capital that Zhao Jin wanted to hear.
"It was just the twelfth lunar month, and the government closed all the city gates and searched for rebels throughout the city."
"Everyone had to stay in the city overnight, and many people were arrested."
"In the end, all the cells in the yamen were filled to the brim, so crowded that everyone could only stand and couldn't sleep."
"As a result, in the middle of the night, a cell was overcrowded, and the prisoners rushed out and opened all the cells."
"Because there were too many prisoners, we just pushed all the government officials out."
"Then he charged all the way, opened the city gate and escaped."
"It's a pity that their family members were later imprisoned, and thousands of people died."
…
Zhao Jin didn't believe it, this was wrong.
It happened that many people helped to question the rhetoric. It was impossible for the first cell to be overcrowded, and it was even less possible for the prisoners to open it.
Second, where are the city defense officers and soldiers? Even if there is no real material, it is still okay to beat the common people.
Third, the government officials are just that. The city gate officers and soldiers are too inexperienced, and the city gate officers all have some skills.
…
Everyone took advantage of the wine to debate around these.
On the first question, they quickly unanimously agreed, and a rebel party responded and opened the prison door.
On the second question, we also reached a consensus that some rebellious parties mobilized the tigers to leave the mountains and mobilized the city defense officers and soldiers at the right time.
The third question can be easily explained. There were experts among the rebels who quickly defeated the city gate officers and soldiers.
…
Everyone was very satisfied with the outcome of the discussion, and the banquet atmosphere became lively.
However, Zhao Jin felt cold all over because he thought that what Shan Lao said was related to important officials of the imperial court.
If it is true, then these things were done by important officials of the imperial court.
And the important officials of the imperial court sent people disguised as rebels, broke out of the cell late at night, and opened the city gate. What were they going to do?
Naturally, we want people to enter the city, and it won't be a small number, I'm afraid it will be a large army.
And what else could be done by deploying a large army into the royal city late at night so covertly?
Forced into the palace!
This word came to mind, and Zhao Jin escaped from the banquet hall by going to the toilet.
Because he is now in charge of the military talisman and has control over the entire city's troops.
He had read the files in this area and still clearly remembered that it was Fang Guogong who was in charge of the Royal City's military talisman.
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