The brush in Wan Yan Yong's hand, after An Yanjing had just finished speaking, snapped, and was pinched in two by Wan Yan Yong in the palm of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Is this true?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's true. Ye Qing not only crossed the grassland, but now he has arrived at Xingqing Mansion, the capital of Western Xia. An Yan said respectfully.

"How's Ren Dejing now?" Wan Yanyong slowly stood up and looked out the window at Tongyuan Road.

"It's a lot of trouble, and the minister suspects that Ye Qing's trip to Western Xia was premeditated and was ordered by the Song court." An Yanjing looked at Wan Yan Yong's burly back standing in front of the window, and continued: "The Liao people sent an envoy to the Xia Kingdom, under the guise of harmony, I am afraid that most of them are also for Ren Dejing, but as for whether to support the Xia people or Ren Dejing, it is difficult for the minister to judge. ”

"You mean ......?" Wan Yanyong turned around and looked at An Yanjing and said.

"The minister thinks that His Majesty should make a plan now, send an envoy to the Xia Kingdom immediately, and at the same time, he should also issue an order to the Xia Kingdom as the suzerain." An Yan said respectfully, but for a while, it was difficult for him to find a courtier suitable for the Xia Kingdom above the court.

Originally, Qishi Lie Zhining should have been the best candidate, but unfortunately he had died in Wuzhou for unknown reasons, and his two were heavy on martial arts and light on literature, and now it is difficult to take on heavy responsibilities.

"The courtiers who send envoys to the Xia Kingdom must also be a high-ranking and powerful person in the Jin Kingdom, who can represent the majesty of the emperor, can make the Xia Kingdom value, dare not slack off, and be able to suppress the ministers of the Xia people." An Yanjing saw that Yan Yong was silent, so he lowered his head and continued.

"How is the prince?" Wan Yanyong asked.

He also knew very well in his heart that with the death of Zhang Xuansu and Qishi Lie Zhining one after another, among the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, there were actually not many courtiers who could be used by him for a while.

"The crown prince is naturally the best candidate, but His Royal Highness the crown prince is weak, if it is a long journey, there may be no problem, but if you want to travel thousands of miles and rush to Xixia quickly, and strive to be able to give Ren Dejing help, I am afraid that His Royal Highness the prince will ......." An Yanjing said with some concern.

"This Ye Qing, although he helped me solve the problem of overstretched financial resources, he killed my two important ministers, and after all, I still lost this deal." Wan Yanyong sighed with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said with some regret in his tone.

"Actually, if Your Majesty is relieved, the minister thinks ...... King Jinyuan may be the best candidate. In this way, he can not only continue to sharpen the king of Jinyuan County, but also allow the prince to continue to study beside His Majesty. An Yanjing didn't dare to say it too clearly, saying this can be regarded as justifying the name of the king of Jinyuan County, and informing the people and courtiers of the world that the king of Jinyuan County is the next heir of the emperor of Jinguo.

"What are these days? Is it better? Speaking of King Jinyuan, the corners of Wan Yanyong's mouth couldn't help but appear with a loving smile.

Even if Wan Yan Yong, even if he is the emperor of the Jin Kingdom, he is the lord of the surrounding suzerain, Wan Yan Yong is inevitably partial to the next generation, not to mention, this is still the only grandson of him and the queen, how can he not have high hopes? Whether the prince's body and bones can live longer than him is a question.

Therefore, for such a unique concubine as the king of Jinyuan County, Wan Yan Yong has high expectations for him, otherwise he would not have followed Ye Qing for more than half a year.

It's just that after more than half a year, Wan Yanyong himself can't tell whether the energy on the king of Jinyuan County is good or not.

But in any case, aside from some contempt and disdain for Han Confucian culture, in other aspects, King Jinyuan Junwang is far beyond his peers, and the open-mindedness and self-confidence on his body have faintly appeared like he was back then.

"Occasionally, when I was in the house, I would learn from Ye Qing's appearance at the beginning, and simply tie my long hair back to the back of my head, and the rest were still very regular. The king of the county said that the reason why he was like this was because he didn't want to forget that the death of Qishi Lie Zhining and Zhang Xuansu was related to Ye Qing. An Yanjing replied.

"Then follow him." Wan Yan Yong shook his head and smiled helplessly, and continued: "Tell him, I am approved, and he is allowed to spread to the Song Court, and he is the king of Jinyuan County, Wan Yan Jing is a disciple of Ye Qing." ”

"Your Majesty...... No, how does this work? If so, my Dajin will ...... face. An Yanjing was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at Wan Yanyong with a smile on his face and said.

"It doesn't matter, Jing'er does this, and naturally he has a reason. This little thing has grown up and knows that sometimes it is easier to achieve the goal by borrowing the help of others than by doing it yourself. If not, would we just be able to watch Ye Qing return to Lin'an like a hero who defeated my Dajin? Let him do it, I want to see what kind of surprise he can bring to me, who has only followed Ye Qing for more than half a year, and is willing to admit that he is a little thing that is Ye Qing's disciple. Wan Yan Yong is full of confidence in Wan Yan Jing.

"Yes, I obey." An Yanjing said.

"If you don't feel at ease, then you will accompany the King of Jinyuan County to envoy to the Xia Kingdom, by the way, ......." After Yan Yong sat down to the position just now, picked up a brush again and stopped in the air and said: "Qishi Lie Zhining and Zhang Xuansu both died because of Ye Qing, even if Ye Qing is now in Western Xia, you might as well let Qishi Lie Zhining's second son: Qishi Lie Divine Slave escort you all the way to Xia Kingdom." ”

The meaning of Wan Yan Yong's words is already extremely obvious: even if he is unwilling to let the King of Jinyuan County admit that Ye Qing is his husband, then he might as well kill Ye Qing in Xia Kingdom.

And the begging stone martyr gods, now faintly has the potential to become the first fierce general of the Jin country, and he will go on an envoy with the king of Jinyuan County, which can be regarded as Wan Yan Yong has begun to help Wan Yan Jing, the king of Jinyuan County, cultivate his confidants and close ministers.

An Yanjing looked surprised, hurriedly saluted and thanked Wan Yanyong, who began to concentrate on practicing Chinese characters again, and kept saying: The words that will not live up to Your Majesty's expectations.

Ye Qing wrote a thick chapter about what he saw and heard in the Jin Kingdom, the domestic situation in Western Xia, the mutual conquest between the tribes on the grassland, and even the affairs of the royal family of the Western Liao people. ”

Zhao Yan, who was focusing on the music in front of him, paused the brush in his hand on the rice paper, and then slowly put it down, glanced at the quieter imperial study, and quietly took the thick music and began to look at it.

At first, Zhao Yan's expression was quite calm, and even the speed of reading the movement was no different from usual, but as the chapter was halfway through, Zhao Yan's reading speed became slower and slower, and even sometimes frowned, and even worse, he would quickly flip back and compare the music before and after.

Guan Li rarely saw the saint reading a piece of music so seriously and solemnly, and today's thick piece, Guan Li thought that the saint would read it quickly, but he didn't want to, he had been waiting for a full column of incense next to him, but the piece was still read by the saint in his hand, and looking at the posture of the saint, he was going to read it again.

Another pillar of incense passed, and even Guan Li's back felt a little soaked, Zhao Yancai's expression gradually turned calm and put down the thick concerto, and asked lightly: "Is there anyone else in the know about this concert?" ”

Guan Li hurriedly replied: "Back to the saint, only you know about the saint." ”

This kind of answer is obviously the most satisfying to Zhao Yan, not to mention that Guan Li also knows in his heart that there is probably only one insider in the mouth of the saint.

Sure enough, in the face of Guan Li's answer, Zhao Yan was naturally extremely satisfied, and motioned to Guan Li to take the brazier next to him that was still full of ashes, and then threw the piece in his hand to Guan Li and said, "Tell him that I know." In Western Xia, you don't have to look ahead and backward, just let it go, as for Lin'an, I will give him the decision on everything. ”

"Yes, Holy One. The slave replied to Ye Shaoqing. Guan Li was extremely conscientious, and only after all the pieces were burned to ashes, not even a trace of confetti could be seen, and his fingers were burned several times, did he slowly get up and bend down and say.

After Guan Li left, the smile on Zhao Yan's face became more and more gratified, and even with a hint of spirit, he muttered to himself: "This world is so big, it turns out that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." I didn't expect this kid to understand my mind so well. ”

And when Zhao Yan was satisfied with Ye Qing's analysis of the general situation of the surrounding Jin, Xia, Tatars, and Liao, and gradually aroused Zhao Yan's will to extinguish the Northern Expedition again, Zhao Gou took the secret letter sent by the Jin people from Wang Lun's hands.

Zhao Gou, who was holding the secret letter tightly, looked calm, even Wang Lun, who had served with him for the longest time, couldn't tell whether the mood of the Emperor Taishang was good or bad at this moment.

In the pavilion under Feilai Peak, Zhao Gou habitually patted his knees, while looking at the free fish in the Xiaoxi Lake of Wanshou Palace, and said lightly: "Ye Qing is in the Jin Kingdom, he is the son of the prince of the Jin Kingdom, and the gentleman of the King of Jinyuan County, can Ye Qing mention this matter in his letter?" ”

"Back to the emperor, I never mentioned it." Wang Lun was shocked, when did Ye Qing become the gentleman of the king of Jinyuan County in the Jin Kingdom? Did Guan Li hide it from himself?

"That seems to be the truth. Ye Qing became the gentleman of the King of Jinyuan County? It's a strange thing. Zhao Gou's tone revealed a slight hint of dissatisfaction.

"Perhaps...... Could it be the persecution of the golden people? Or maybe the Jin people framed ....... Wang Lun said cautiously, not daring to show any obvious traces of defending Ye Qing.

"In this way, it can also explain why the Jin people would so happily agree to exempt me from the matter of the Great Song Year Coins. I couldn't figure it out before, Wei Qi was an envoy to the Jin State back then, and as soon as he proposed it, he was rejected by the Jin people. But Ye Qing proposed it, but Jin Ren agreed. The key ...... is this. Zhao Gou looked at the calm lake and said thoughtfully.

"Ye Qing found a large number of black stones for the Jin people, which greatly increased the income of the Jin people...... Wang Lun had a smile on his face, but he was just halfway through his words, and after Zhao Gou suddenly glared at him with some dissatisfaction, he immediately stopped talking.