When Jia Yin followed Qin Yue to Bianliang City, on the Chongyuan Hall of the Imperial Palace, Guo Rongzheng, the supreme leader of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was arguing with his ministers with a red face and a thick neck.

The emperor, who had only been on the throne for about 20 days, was about 30 years old, with a square face in Chinese characters, thick eyebrows, a wide short mustache covering the upper lip, and a thick lower lip.

At this time, he was standing in front of the dragon chair without the image of a king, his face was swollen purple red, and the green tendons on his neck were jumping.

"The Northern Han Dynasty deceived our country into mourning, and united with the Liao soldiers to commit my Great Zhou, the puppet emperor Liu Chongneng personally led the troops, and I wanted to conquer in person, why not."

"Think twice, the Northern Han Dynasty has been defeated in the first battle of Pingyang for less than two years, how can it recover so quickly, the saint does not need to fight in person, he only needs to send a general to resist the enemy."

Guo Rong snorted coldly, and said loudly: "The Northern Han Dynasty is deceiving me to just practice the throne, so that I can take the opportunity to seize the artifact in the world, it is tolerable, which is unbearable, so I must personally conquer." ”

"But now that the bones of the first emperor are not cold, and the saint has just ascended the throne, it is when people's hearts are fluctuating, so you can't act rashly."

"Please think twice." The ministers in the palace all admonished.

Guo Rong said angrily: "When Taizong of the Tang Dynasty set the world, it was all the imperial conquest, why is it not feasible for me to conquer the pro-conquest? ”

Ministers, you look at me, I look at you, speechless for a while. Zhongshu made Feng Dao cough lightly and slowly stood up from the chair, although this officialdom tumbler who had gone through five dynasties and twelve emperors was over seventy years old, but the occasional glint in his cloudy eyes still made people dare not look at it.

"I don't know if the Holy Lord can be as invincible as Tang Taizong?"

"The Northern Han Dynasty is just a group of rabble, and as soon as my king comes out, it will be like Mount Tai pressing the top......"

Feng Dao smiled, paused lightly with the crutches in his hand, and said, "I don't know if the saint can be like Mount Tai?" ”

"You ......" Guo Rong was furious, looking at this old guy, his clenched hands couldn't help but tremble.

Zhongshu Lang Wang Pu didn't see it well, and hurriedly said: "It's not far to go to Luzhou, and it's okay for the saint to go to the expedition in person, but please send troops to send troops first, and after the saint settles down the affairs of Beijing, it's not too late to drive the expedition in person." ”

Guo Rong forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, brushed his sleeves and said: "According to Wang Qing's words, the matter of personal conquest has been decided, and you ministers don't need to say much." ”

The ministers watched Guo Rong leave angrily, and they all sighed, some of them surrounded Wang Pu and reprimanded, and more people surrounded Feng Dao, looking at him worriedly.

Feng Dao flicked his white beard lightly and said with a smile: "Those who are ministers should be loyal and do the right thing." Don't embarrass Wang Xiang, if he doesn't break the siege, the consequences will be unimaginable, everyone go back to do things. ”

After everyone left, Feng Dao slowly walked out of the hall, but his face was calm, and if he observed carefully, he could even see a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the imperial study, Guo Rong drank a cup of tea in one go, threw it hard, smashed it, and scolded: "The old thief is so deceitful. ”

"The Holy One is angry."

A palace beauty came in from outside the door, it was Guo Rong's wife Fu Shi, who had just become a treasure for the first time, and had not yet had time to be officially canonized. She waved her hand to let the left and right attendants retreat, and then persuaded: "The Holy One should not be angry, and the ministers are also thinking about the Holy One." ”

Guo Rong lay down on the chair tiredly, and said weakly: "Which ear reported that God ran so fast, I was just angry at their attitude of speaking, and they were all full of contempt, contempt, which is really hateful." ”

"In his early years, the saints focused on the people's livelihood and economy, and rarely went through the military, so it is normal for ministers to have this concern. This is the note that Feng Xiang just sent urgently. ”

Guo Rong took it, opened it and took a look, only to see that it was written on the paper: "Today, they are all generals, they have been in a noble position for a long time, and they are arrogant, and your majesty's seat is not warm, and it is not easy to make it." ”

“…… Saint, it seems that Feng Xiang's worries are also reasonable...... Do you have to be pro-administered? ”

"What do you say, they are all proud soldiers, who can lead the troops to serve the people."

Fu Shi was silent, and the unspoken hidden worries of the couple were well understood, and they were silent for a long time, Fu Shi Fang said softly: "Or, let my father ......" After speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate, and hurriedly swallowed the word "handsome" and changed his words: "Since the Holy Lord has made up his mind, it is better to plan the specific matters as soon as possible." ”

"You're right." Guo Rong stood up violently, made a towel with his hand, rubbed a few handfuls of red and hot faces, shook his head, and threw all the previous unhappiness behind his head, before shouting: "Someone, pen and ink are waiting-"

Fu Shi stretched out the paper for the saint with red eyes, and seeing that he didn't add any points, the imperial book waved it, and couldn't help but exclaim: "The saint ......"

……

Feng Dao went out of the palace and returned to the house, there was already a family chief waiting, and he got off the carriage with the help of Xiaoyi, sat on the light step, trembled and trembled rhythmically with the pole, walked through the corridor leisurely, and poured incense into the whole kung fu, Fang returned to the upper room of the north courtyard, and the step chariot gently and skillfully turned the shadow wall, and stopped steadily in the courtyard.

Feng Dao opened his eyes leisurely and got up with the support of the waiter, but saw a person standing under the steps in front of the hall, with a childish face and floating out of the dust, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Xu Wuxian Master!" When did you arrive, I don't even know the old man. ”

Xu Wudao took a step forward, lightly supported his arm, and the void could not touch half of the flesh, and he was also surprised: "But I haven't seen him for two years, Feng Xiang's body is so thin." ”

Feng Dao said with a smile: "It is said that it is difficult to buy money to be thin, it is better to lose weight, it is empty and cold here, how can it be a place for old friends to meet, go into the study and drink tea." ”

The two entered the study, and immediately felt a burst of warmth, Feng Dao tapped the old waist, and said with a smile: "When people are old, they are afraid of the cold. ”

"I have left a self-cultivation recipe before, can I use it before?"

"Pills and medicinal wine are drunk every day, but it is difficult to have time to move, not to mention this, the life of the capital is rare for seventy years, and the old man is seventy and three this year, in this troubled world, living to this age, the old man is satisfied."

"You've always liked to enjoy, but why did you come here to the impoverished Bianliang this time?"

Xu Wudao said with a smile: "The fate is not over, Lao Dao accepted a disciple ten years ago, and he couldn't bear to waste him, so he arranged for him to experience in a bitter environment." ”

Feng Dao nodded and said, "But you need the old man's help." ”

"But now it's not necessary, Lao Dao's original intention is to let him taste the suffering of the world."

There was a clever girl ring to offer fragrant tea, Xu Wudao took it, opened the tea bowl lightly, and saw that Feng Dao's behavior was slightly different from the past, with a hint of ease in unloading the burden, and said: "The resignation of the minister?" ”

Feng Dao said with a smile: "I know that I can't hide it from you, although the famous old man of Zhongshu Ling is still hanging, but it hasn't been a few days." ”

"Could it be the new emperor......

Feng Dao waved his hand, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and said: "This is the old man's intention, a few years ago, the old emperor was forced to press the position of this Chinese book order, nothing to do, it was to occupy the pit and not, now, the new emperor is on the throne, Vientiane is renewed, it is the opportunity for the old man to retire, the wine should be celebrated, the immortal master is interested in drinking two glasses?" ”

"I want to do it, but I don't know what Feng Xiang has to hide."

After saying that, both of them laughed. At the moment, the two have known each other for many years, and Xu Wudao is an outsider, and when the wine is hearty, he has to say some secrets about the court.

When it comes to the questions and answers at today's court meeting, Feng Dao's sentences are very different from the previous style of valuing harmony, which stunned Xu Wudao, is this person in front of him still the good man recognized by the government and the opposition?

Feng Dao was overjoyed when he saw him like that, shook his head and smiled: "Not only you, but the courtiers at the meeting all thought that the old man had lost his mind, and dared to openly contradict the saint so rampantly, and everyone surrounded him to comfort him after retreating from the court, hahaha......"

Xu Wudao didn't understand either.

Feng Dao threw the cup, sighed faintly, and said astringently for a long time: "The limit is approaching, but no one behind him is a virtuous person. ”

In a word, Xu Wudao's heart is also heavy, he claims to be an outsider in vain, and he has a free life, but how can he be willing to lick the calf when he comes, and he doesn't have to worry about the disciples who are growing up.