The willow tree in front of the corridor has already pulled out goose yellow buds, and the thin and soft willow is gently fluttering in the breeze and rain, revealing a breath of spring.

His Majesty Li Er was dressed in royal blue clothes, wearing a hood, his heroic face was gloomy like water, his tall body was straight and majestic, standing with his hands in his hands, and watching the rain eaves of the corridor string of crystal rain drops falling on the blue brick ground of the ground, like a pearl of broken jade, splashing clear water splashes.

The sky is dark, the light rain is dripping, and the whole Taiji Palace is shrouded in drizzle, miserable and quiet, smoky and rainy, like a fairyland.

Li Junxian stood on one side with a bow, and was whispering the report of the "Hundred Cavalry Division".

"Servant Wei Zheng went down to the Lishan Temple yesterday to incense, stayed overnight, went down the mountain at noon today, went to visit Fang Jun when he arrived at Fangjia Grange, and was invited by Fang Jun, and the luncheon was very simple. However, then the two had a dispute over the farming of the school professor of Fangjia Farm, and they broke up unhappily......"

"The funeral of the eldest grandson's family has ended, and Zhao Guogong sent an invitation to the Jin Palace, asking His Royal Highness the King of Jin to come to the palace. The King of Jin seemed to be quite concerned about this, and wandered around the palace for a long time, and finally went to the Mansion of the Duke of Zhao with the princess of Jin......"

"The participants are all the core of Guanlong Group, and Langya Wang also attended......"

Speaking of this, His Majesty Li Er frowned slightly: "Langya Wang? ”

Among the five surnames and seven sects, the Taiyuan Wang clan and the Langya Wang clan are not the same clan, but the so-called five hundred years ago was the same, and these two families have always been like the Boling Cui clan and the Qinghe Cui clan, and they have always been in the same breath, advancing and retreating together, and they have been very close.

But even so, there is a difference between the two.

The Boling Cui clan and the Qinghe Cui clan are both wealthy families in Shandong, and they have always been dependent on each other due to their geographical relationship, so they are naturally understandable. But the Langya Wang clan has been in Jinling since the expatriate, and the power is all in the south of the Yangtze River, which is far away from the Guanzhong where the Taiyuan Wang clan is located, and the interests are also very different, why does the Langya Wang clan appear in such an important banquet?

Li Junxian nodded and said, "Exactly, the one who attended was Wang Yu'an, the younger brother of the Great Confucian King Xue'an." ”

His Majesty Li Er nodded, and his lips were pouting, as if he was getting more and more interesting.

As far as he knows, the relationship between this Wang Yu'an and Fang Jun is extraordinary, and now attending the banquet of the Guanlong Group, does Fang Jun know?

After Li Junxian finished speaking, he stood on one side with his hands tied, waiting for orders.

His Majesty Li Er thought about it, waved his hand gently, and Li Junxian retired.

The drizzle is like silk, endless, enveloping all the scenery in front of you, washing away the dust and washing it up.

But His Majesty Li Er's heart was turbulent, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

After the eldest grandson Wuji was frustrated one after another, he actually set his sights on the childish slave?!

This made His Majesty Li Er's heart both angry and tangled.

Regarding the speculative behavior of the eldest grandson Wuji, His Majesty Li Er couldn't wait to summon him to the front at this moment to denounce him! Your son is still lame with my son, and even more so that my daughter is alone at the age of the same flower, and now you want to bewitch my favorite childish slave again?

But in the final analysis, the young slave is his youngest son-in-law, and he even lived in the palace with him before he got married, and his affection is naturally extraordinary, far exceeding his brothers.

Is it to completely cut off the speculative psychology of the eldest grandson Wuji, or to give the young slave a chance?

His Majesty Li Er looked at the drizzle, and his heart was entangled, and it was hard to get rid of it......

*****

East City.

The drizzle continues, the scene of ordinary merchants gathering, prosperity and prosperity is no more, this grand bazaar is rarely immersed in the drizzle, more comfortable, less noisy.

However, hidden under the calm scene is a gradual undercurrent!

The nephew of Zhang Liang, the Duke of Yun, was fined a large sum of money for fighting, and the son of Sun Wuji, the eldest son of the Duke of Zhao, was detained in the Jingzhao Mansion Prison on suspicion of murder and was not released until the day before the funeral of the eldest grandson...... This pile of piles has made the majesty of Jingzhao Mansion flourish day by day, and Fang Jun's reputation is in full swing!

Looking at Gyeonggi, who would dare to go against Fang Jun's mallet?

What's more, people are now not only the number one in Jingzhao Mansion covering the sky with one hand, but also the power jointly granted by the emperor and the three provinces and six ministries!

However, at present, there are always some people who are blinded and want to pull out their teeth......

Zhang Shentie recuperated for many days, and the injuries on his body gradually improved.

However, the last time I was rectified by Jingzhao Mansion was too miserable, and I was scolded by my uncle's letter.

To be honest, he was a little frightened.

I thought that my uncle Zhang Liang was a prince of the country, with great military achievements and a high position, even if he didn't walk sideways in Chang'an City, there were only a few people who couldn't afford to offend, right? Who would have thought that this Jingzhao Mansion was really ruthless, no matter how much he was arrested and put in prison, he extorted a sky-high fine, and he didn't give Zhang Liang any face at all.

The water in Chang'an City is somewhat deep......

Zhang Shentie is reckless and reckless, but he is not really stupid, he understands that his uncle's status in Chang'an is not as high as expected, and some people are not offended by his uncle, such as the eldest grandson Wuji; Some people can't be offended without the instruction of their uncle, such as Fang Jun in Jingzhao Mansion......

This made Zhang Shentie a little depressed.

It is clear that he went to his uncle for thousands of miles, wanting to make a name for himself in Chang'an City and let his uncle see his ability, and then be able to recommend himself to an official position and taste the taste of official food, but where did he expect that the water in Chang'an City is too deep and there are so many big fish?

It was rainy outside, and several cousins of the same generation of the Zhang family and a few fake sons who were not treated by Zhang Liang and did not take them to Jiangnan gathered together, drinking and chatting.

Zhang Shentie drank the wine in the glass, smacked his lips, looked at the rain floating outside the window, and let out a long breath of turbidity.

Turtle grandson!

Lao Tzu came to Chang'an to make a contribution, but what is the matter with squatting in the shop all day long? The bones are moldy! What is famous, what is famous, and the ambition has not yet begun, and it is smashed on the head with a stick......

"Brother Zhang, where did you come from with such a long sigh?" A young man named Lang Kun asked. This person is Zhang Liang's fake son, who was originally very favored by Zhang Liang, but he was injured in the Jiangnan barracks some time ago, so he returned to Chang'an to recuperate.

Even Zhang Liang's nephew, Zhang Shentie had to maintain respect for Lang Kun, and sighed when he heard this: "The dragon swims in shallow water, the tiger falls in Pingyang, and the hero is useless, how aggrieved?" Knowing this, it is better to go south to the army to join my uncle, even if the military camp is difficult, it is better than spending the day in this Chang'an City! ”

Lang Kun shook his head and smiled, his eyes flashed with disdain, and he pinched the wine glass and said, "This mountain looks at the high mountain, you can be content." This year in Chang'an City is really not peaceful, and all the gods and goddesses are jumping endlessly, and the slightest carelessness will provoke people who can't be messed with. But do you think that the Jiangnan army will do whatever they want and run rampant? Hehe, to tell you the truth, Dashuai can't sleep every day, and his hair falls out one by one! ”

Zhang Shentie was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "How can this be?" Uncle is the general manager of the Canghai Road march, and the East China Sea division is controlled, which can be described as a high and powerful position, covering the sky with one hand, but what are you worried about? ”

Not only Zhang Shentie, but the rest of the Zhang family and Zhang Liang's fake sons here all have the same idea. As the head of a march, holding military power, and being the far boundary of the emperor in the south of the Yangtze River, isn't it the second eldest Zhang Liang, who is the spring breeze proudly covering the sky with one hand, where is there something to worry about?

Lang Kun smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "None of them are outsiders, this is the end of this, and you must not spread it, otherwise Yu Dashuai's reputation will be damaged!" ”

"That's that, are we stupid?"

"How can you spread the news of your family?"

"Come quickly, what's the situation in Jiangnan?"

Zhang Shentie and the others were all curious, staring at Lang Kun intently, urging him to quickly talk about the situation in Jiangnan.

Lang Kun lowered his voice and said, "You just saw the big marshal and the high lord, and you must be the head of the Canghai Road march. But how do you know that Dashuai is struggling and constrained everywhere at the moment? Huating Town is Fang Jun's fiefdom, from top to bottom, no one listens to what the big marshal says; The sailor under Su Dingfang is a royal thing, with a transcendent status, and the handsome man is helpless. The East China Sea Division has been in ruin for many years since the former Sui conquered Goguryeo, and now it is simply a rabble, with no soldiers, no ships, no money...... It's hard to be handsome! ”

At his words, everyone present was dumbfounded.

This is actually the case in Jiangnan?!