Seeing King Yong with tears streaming down his face, his sadness did not seem to be fake, everyone felt heavy.
Yes, after all, the crown prince died suddenly. As the younger brother of the same mother, King Yong should be sad.
The postmaster also had a sad look on his face, and he bowed his hands and said: "Your Highness King Yong, don't worry, the royal convoy is here, and I will take good care of it. However, you are the prince, and you are traveling, how can you only have a few cavalry to escort you? What if you go out? Unexpectedly, this official’s head really can’t bear it!”
Li Xian was dissatisfied and said: "You just obey the king's orders. Counting the time it took for my father to give the order and the time I spent on the road, if it's too slow, maybe I won't be able to catch up with my brother's first seven. If If that’s true, wouldn’t it make people laugh out loud?”
The postmaster wanted to say something else, but Zhou Ke on the other side spoke up: "Your Highness, don't be anxious, I have a plan for you."
Li Xian looked at him in surprise. Can this man come up with a plan?
Zhou Ke tidied up his clothes, cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness is on his way, and the escort will cost at least two hundred. There are many government officials in Mei County, and I am willing to send some people who are good at riding horses to escort His Highness. Besides, Mei County is an important post from Chang'an to Longyou." There are a lot of messengers coming and going, and among them there are quite a few sergeants. As long as they are returning to Chang'an, it is reasonable for His Highness to recruit their guards."
Hearing Zhou Ke's words, Li Xian's eyes suddenly lit up.
This is not the future. Although there is an official road, there are many deep mountains and old forests on both sides of the official road. If a few wild beasts break out, they will probably be in danger. It would be great if there was a large team of people escorting us.
Looking at the messenger, Li Xian knew very well that he had no control over them, and it would not be appropriate to use the prince's authority to force them.
To his surprise, a group of people dressed as sergeants among the couriers came out, knelt on one knee, and the leader yelled: "We are willing to escort His Highness back to Chang'an!"
Li Xian was overjoyed, raised his hands in salute and said, "In that case, I'd like to thank you all for your help."
Seeing King Yong's salute, the messengers seemed to have seen a ghost. They dispersed in a rush, screamed, and ran while shouting for His Highness to spare his life.
An official who was following behind the postmaster had a dark look on his face. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Li Xian and said: "Your Highness, as a prince, how can you salute these unworthy guys? They can't even bear a word of thanks from you." ah!"
Li Xian straightened up and smiled bitterly.
After all, I haven't fully understood the memory of fusion yet.
In the future life, I will greet any good intentions with a smile. Unexpectedly, this is the Tang Dynasty with strict feudal hierarchy. Although he is not the emperor or the prince, his status as a prince is still so high.
The county magistrate Zhou Ke spoke first, so Li Xian naturally thought that he was the biggest one in the room.
However, when he saw clearly the dress of the person supporting him, he was shocked.
He is dressed in regular clothes and neatly made, which is not a big deal. The key is that this guy has a goldfish bag hanging on his waist, but that is too much!
Officials of the Tang Dynasty wore goldfish bags in purple robes of the third rank and above, and goldfish bags in the fourth rank and above.
Although this guy is not wearing official robes, this goldfish bag alone is enough to prove that he is not easy to mess with.
You know, Zhongshu Ling is only the third grade. Anyone with rank four or higher, as long as they hold a position of real power, will not be easy to deal with.
Who is this guy?
Looking up and down, at the age of sixty or seventy, those who are still holding important positions in the government at this age are probably only those in high positions. Zhongshu Ling? Shang Shu Pu She? Attendant? Shangshu Ling?
No, since Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, served as Shangshu Ling, this position has existed in name only. Even when the famous general Guo Ziyi was awarded the title of Shangshu Ling, he was so frightened that he declined it one after another, and finally changed it to Zhongshu Ling.
"Why does His Highness King Yong look at Wei Chen so much?"
"I am thinking about your identity. Seeing that you are wearing a goldfish bag, I think you are a senior official of the fourth rank or above. However, the fact that you are not wearing official robes and you are here in the inn really makes me confused."
Hearing this, the old official raised his hands and said: "It's the humble minister Meng Lang. The humble minister Zhang Wenguan, on your majesty's order, went out of Chang'an to greet your highness. He only arrived at the Meixian post station this evening. I didn't expect your highness's horse to arrive at the same time. So I came up with the idea of being lazy and waiting."
Zhang Wenguan?
Li Xian searched his mind and finally remembered who this guy was.
As for lazy waiting? Go ahead and cheat! This old bastard probably saw what the Mei County magistrate did and is waiting to see how I behave!
Li Xian was extremely happy now. He was glad that after he stepped out of the carriage, he found a reason for the large troops to advance and rejected the flattery of the Mei County magistrate.
What is the official position of Shizhong? If you think about Wei Zheng during the Taizong period, you will know what this official position is for.
If this guy were to be impeached, tsk tsk, not all the stinky ones would become stinky ones.
Unexpectedly, due to a strange combination of circumstances, a heart-wrenching scene was staged in front of Zhang Wenguan. Li Xian was overjoyed at this time. Originally, according to his expectation, after entering Chang'an, he would first gain the favor of Zhongshu Ling, Shizhong, and Shangshu Pushe, and then he would be promoted to the first level of Shangshu.
As long as you gain the favor of these people, you will naturally gain their support. And with the support of these people at the front of the court, he could firmly secure his position as prince.
Returning the gift, Li Xian said: "It turns out to be Zhang Shizhong. You came from Chang'an. I don't know your father, the emperor, and the empress, but..."
The word "good" cannot be asked after all.
If you think about your parents, you will know how Li Zhi and Wu Zetian feel now. A white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift, which is the highest level of misery in the world. Even bystanders cannot bear it, let alone those involved.
Zhang Wenguan also understood why King Yong didn't finish his words and held it back again.
With a sigh, he said with emotion: "On the way back to Chang'an from Luoyang, Your Majesty was overly sad. In addition, the dragon's body was already sick, so he was groggy. Even the Queen of Heaven was crying all day long. ....”
(From August of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, Li Zhi called himself the emperor, and Wu Zetian called herself the queen of heaven)
At this point, Zhang Wenguan suddenly couldn't speak any more. Because opposite him, Li Xian was already in tears.
They are all mixed-spirited people, and you can still tell when they are really crying or pretending to cry. At least in Zhang Wenguan's view, His Highness King Yong showed his true feelings at this time, and he cried without any pretense.
Although he was born in the Eastern Palace, and now his master has died suddenly, so he shouldn't think about messy things, but Zhang Wenguan still feels...
Perhaps, His Majesty the Emperor's arrangement is not unreasonable. His Highness King Yong is also a kind prince!
Sighing again, Zhang Wenguan said: "Your Highness, don't be upset. Now Mei County is only half a day's journey from Chang'an. If you want to rush back to Chang'an with a light horse, you still need to rest."
Li Xian shook his head: "No matter what, I still want to sacrifice my brother from afar."
Seeing that King Yong would not allow further discussion, Zhang Wenguan had no choice but to retreat.
To be honest, it was a bit unnecessary for King Yong to pay tribute to his brother from afar while he was in Mei County. However, Zhang Wenguan, who was born in Donggong, still felt warm in his heart.
If King Yong made this decision after he revealed his identity, he would feel that King Yong was acting.
But the fact is that King Yong decided this matter as soon as he got out of the carriage.
The crown prince died suddenly, and King Yong was ordered to come to Beijing again. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the emperor's arrangement. As long as King Yong was not a fool, he would have known what he was going to Beijing for.
It was clear that the position of the prince was picked up, but at this moment, King Yong did not feel any ecstasy, but was immersed in sadness and could not extricate himself. Especially after hearing about the situation of the emperor and empress, he burst into tears.
With such benevolence and filial piety, it seems that the Tang Dynasty has another successor!
Seeing that the postmaster had already sent the paper money, Zhang Wenguan did not go over to it. Instead, he returned to his room and prepared to write a letter to report the matter to the empress.
In fact, there was no objection to the establishment of King Yong as the crown prince again...
Sacrifice is actually very tiring. The postmaster didn't know what he was thinking. He dragged a cart full of paper money and the like, and since there was no wind, it burned even more slowly.
Dragging his exhausted body back to the room, Li Xian rejected the garishly dressed Zhang and slept alone.
When he got up early the next morning and washed up, looking at his own appearance in the bronze mirror, Li Xian felt that he didn't know what to say.
No one would have thought that not only did he have the same name as the historical Prince Zhang Huai, but he also looked the same.
However, there are still differences. Now nineteen years old, the body looks very young, without the old temperament after being beaten by society and angry as a student. However, I don't know if it's because of this guy's overindulgence. The circles under his eyes are a bit dark, and his waist and eyes occasionally feel sore.
This is not possible, the body is the capital of struggle. If your body is broken at a young age, why should you fight hard?
Moreover, the Li family also has inherited diseases such as high blood pressure. If we don’t lay a good foundation at this time, we will end up with hiccups in our forties or fifties. Isn’t that interesting?
So, under the horrified and incomprehensible gaze of the palace steward, Li Xian disdained meat and turned a blind eye to the white rice. Instead, he went to the kitchen of the post house and made himself a bowl of millet porridge, which was still thin porridge.
After having breakfast and resting for a while, Li Xiancai mounted his horse and rushed towards Chang'an, surrounded by guards, government officials, messengers, and the Imperial Guards brought by Zhang Wenguan.
However, what he didn't know was that as soon as he left, a series of sayings about "King Yong was benevolent and filial", "King Yong was very respectful to his elder brother", etc. were spread around Mei County.
As for the messengers, they brought these statements to their destinations...
It's just riding a horse. Although it's impossible to gallop on a horse, it's still no problem to ride a horse for fifty miles.
When the school organized teacher tours during the summer vacation, he went to the grassland with the group.
Other teachers could only ride their horses for a slow walk under the guidance of the staff, but Li Xian took out two hundred yuan, quietly stuffed it into the hands of the staff, and then started galloping.
Although I almost got lost in the end and became the laughing stock of my colleagues, I still know what it feels like to ride a horse.
Riding for a short period of time is fine, but riding for too long can cause problems.
For example, now, Li Xian wants to cover his face.
Shame on you!
Who knew that riding a horse for a long time would rub your crotch. Coupled with the crotch cloth, if you don't take it out occasionally, I'm afraid it will affect little Li Xian.
As for the people surrounding him, they also noticed the prince's embarrassment. Although it was funny, naturally no one laughed.
In their opinion, although the prince cannot ride a horse, it is very rare that he has been grinding for so long without complaining.
Especially the messengers, they carried in their arms handwritten letters written by the prince and his ministers to their chief officers, describing the reasons for their slow speed.
Their worries were relieved. Although they found the speed boring, they were still willing to accompany the prince for a while.
Three hours is the time it takes to arrive in Chang'an from Mei County.
But if it were the normal speed of the messengers, it would not take even two hours.
When he reached the city gate, Zhang Wenguan took the initiative to go to the city gate guard to identify himself.
The large group of people approached Chang'an, especially the Royal Forest Army with helmets and armors in the team, which naturally aroused the vigilance of the defenders.
Li Xian, who was at the city gate, looked at Chang'an in front of him and remained silent for a long time.
