"Come with me, I've seen you." Cui Qianzhi couldn't help but say that he brought Chen Xian to a group of old gentlemen.

"This is Lord Yuan Xingzong of Luoyang Ling."

"Okay, the afterlife is terrifying." Yuan Xingzong looked at Chen Xian, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. There were more than a dozen envoys who were detained with Cui Qian, and this young man stayed until the end, which was not only Cui Qianzhi's trust in him, but also his own courage. You must know that the Xia Kingdom sent troops to Kanto, and Yelu Dashi may execute the two at any time to vent his anger. For the Prime Minister's Mansion, the death of the two envoys was just a signal from the Liao State to the Xia State. Of course, the safe return of the two envoys means something else.

"Where, where, Lord Yuan has won the prize." Chen Xian was embarrassed and said humbly.

He knew that Yuan Xingzong was one of the three important ministers of the Xia State who presided over the overall situation of Kwantung and represented the Prime Minister's Mansion in Luoyang. There is no relatives and no reason, this adult Corporal Lixian is a little strange, and sure enough, Yuan Xingzong groaned slightly and asked: "What is Fazong's high opinion on the situation of the struggle between Song and Liao in the eastern part of the country?" Cui Qianzhi recommended Chen Xian, and although Luoyang Ling agreed, he still had to take a test before he could use it. Cui Qianzhi looked at Chen Xian with a smile, with a faint hint of encouragement in his eyes. Although this kid is frivolous, his mind and vision are first-class good, and he is a piece of jade and gold, which can become a great tool with a little pondering. In the past few years of living in Beijing, he has also taught Chen Xian a lot of things, however, this time when he went back to Dunhuang, Chen Xian had little room to show, so it was better to stay in Luoyang and follow Yuan Xingzong to learn some skills in handling state and county affairs. As the so-called prime minister started in the state department, it was always good for Chen Xian to return to the national government as a clerk, and he was half-dead and had a seniority.

Chen Xian complained bitterly in his heart: "I didn't read the yellow calendar before I went out, why did anyone who saw me have to take the test today?" ”

He solemnly arched his hand and said: "The adults ask, the younger generation only has the class to get the axe." He sorted out his thoughts and slowly expressed his views on the situation in the Kanto region. At the head of the multi-scene building, Cui Qianzhi and Yuan Xingzong are the center of everyone's attention, and the two of them are examining this junior together, and others naturally gather to listen to what this person has to say. Under the gaze of countless scrutiny, the pressure on Chen Xian's body was much heavier, but his expression was calm and eloquent, and he did not show any panic and timidity in the eyes of others.

"Who is this son?" Han Gong Li Chan stood in front of the window in the distance, looking at Yuan Xingzong.

"It seems to be the entourage of the envoy of the Cui State," a green-robed scribe next to him replied softly, "Chen Xian, the Calligraphy Sect." ”

"It turned out to be him." A hint of brilliance flashed in Li Chan's eyes, he stopped talking, listened for a while, and sighed, "In time, it's a pity that it's a thousand-mile horse again." The man next to him smiled and said, "Grandpa Guo cherishes talents, do you want to take this kid along?" ”

"Everyone in the world is the truth, Maxima often exists, but Bole does not often have." Li Chan shook his head and said indifferently, "Don't you know that elephants are burned because of their ivory, and they are useless, so they are the way to save their lives." He no longer looked at Chen Xian, and looked out by the railing, "Life must be happy." ”

Li Chan raised the teacup and took a sip, looking at the banquet scenery outside the window, looking leisurely.

Downstairs with many scenes, a scene full of tourists and prosperous scenes, almost forgetting the dense war clouds in the sky.

............

Luoyang, although the sun has just set, the sky outside is still bright, and the four walls of the palace are already brilliantly lit.

"I categorically cannot allow this!" Zhao Qi said angrily, "Han Ningshuang is a woman who steals the head, gathers the mountains and forests, steals the territory, and the imperial court doesn't send troops to destroy it, but she still wants to be crowned king?!" If it is spread out, won't people be ashamed to laugh at me and have no one in the Song Dynasty! The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and he raised his hand and threw the fold to the ground. The Son of Heaven was furious, and the attendant next to him was already pale with fright, but Deng Su didn't seem to be aware of it, he bent down and picked up the song fold from the ground, dusted it off, and said slowly, "Since Your Majesty is not allowed today, then let's talk about it next time." ”

"You?!" Zhao Qi stared at Deng Su gloomily, but he couldn't speak.

This letter of Han Ningshuang, the leader of the Han army, is the third time that Deng Su has presented it to the king of the Korean county. The king is the name of the country. device, the first time Zhao Qi categorically refused. However, the prime minister presented the folds again and again, and did not change a word, how could it not make Zhao Qi angry and inexplicable. Deng Su's reason is nothing more than that when the country is employing people, the Han army is related to the victory or defeat of the Northern Expedition, and even the gains and losses of Henan Jingdong, and the emperor of Xia has issued an edict, promising that if the Han clan invades Goryeo and Tokyo Province, he will split the earth and seal the king. If the Song State wants to win over the Han army, the only way to show a higher sincerity than the Xia State is to give the Han family the title of king now. However, in the direction of the Han army, Deng Su coincided with Liu Yi, he did not want Han Ningshuang to expand his power to Hebei and Henan, but hoped that the Han army would cross the sea to attack Tokyo Province.

After the prime minister retreated, Zhao Qi was still angry, reached out and grabbed the teacup and wanted to smash it out, but finally put it down again.

The lights are bright and dazzling.

Empress Cao has begged many times to let Cao Di lead the Northern Expedition, but Deng Su has never let go.

Although Lu Yunsun, who participated in politics, was loyal, the power of the imperial court was in the hands of Deng Su, and it was absolutely impossible for him to do what he did not agree to. Today, Zhao Qi originally wanted to discuss with him again, even if he made Yue Fei the chief marshal and Cao Di the deputy marshal. Who knew that because of the Han family's crown, Zhao Qi couldn't control the anger in his heart, and he couldn't pull his face to discuss with Deng Su softly. Thinking of this, Zhao Qi couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart. Although Deng Su is respectful on the surface, he is soft and the inside. In a short period of time, he installed many henchmen in the court, although Zhao Qi's life in the palace was better, his influence in the court and politics was almost no different from when Chen Dong was in power. All the officials of the court are discussing matters in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Deng Su enters the palace to see His Majesty once a day.

"If you are loyal, is it a great treacherous loyalty?" Zhao Qi muttered, stroking his head, and the green veins on his forehead loomed.

Deng Su left the palace and handed the fold in the sleeve cage to the entourage scribe.

He got into the sedan chair himself and said in a deep voice: "Linjiangmen Wharf." Then he closed his eyes and recuperated.

The Southern Haikou has been razed, and the Northern Expedition has no worries, Deng Suyuan wanted to ask Chen Dong to turn around for the matter of Guangnan, but now it seems that there is no need, and he has no intention of forcing Chen Dong to stay. And Chen Dong left Ezhou, whether to send it or not, it was all an attitude. And Chen Dong did not want to give the Ezhou officials and gentry a problem, he informed Deng Su and a few friends, and tonight, a leaf boat went east to the Yangtze River, and then took the sea road, and returned to his hometown in Quanzhou to forget to return to the cliff to live in seclusion.

"Xiangye, the dock has arrived." Deng Su opened his eyes, and the mist in his eyes seemed to turn clear.

The guards of the Praetorian Army all stayed a little farther away, the sedan chair stopped in front of the trestle, a servant in a green coat and a small hat carried a lantern in front of the way, and Deng Su boarded the awning boat along the board. An ebony table was set up on the deck, Chen Dong sat on the edge of the table, looked up and said, "Coming?" Stretched out his hand to invite Deng Su to sit down, without the slightest surprise, as if he had been waiting for him.

"Why can't you come and send it off?" Deng Su sighed, sat opposite Chen Dong, and reached out to pick up the cup.

The thin first quarter moon hung like a carved bow over the East Mountain, and on the river, everything was silent, and the two drank a cup of glass.

"Shaoyang, take care all the way." Deng Su put down his wine glass, and his tone changed, "The Northern Expedition plan, how about 10,000 elite soldiers from Guangnan?" ”

"For the matter of sending troops, the prime minister went to the prefect to learn from him," Chen Dong said, "Chen Moujie scattered people all over the world, if there is any room for beaking, wouldn't it be a mess of the rules of the imperial court." He lowered his eyes and looked at the wine in the glass, and a waning moon was shaking and shattering, confusing people's hearts. Guangzhou victory, Guangnan Road group training and Haikou bloody battle for dozens of days, when the people of the world said the essence of the world's group training, Henan Road first, Guangnan Road second. Deng Su had already informed Chen Gongju, the prefect of Guangzhou, that he hoped to select an elite from the regimental training he had participated in from Guangzhou and go north to help him with great fanfare, so as to set an example for Tianxia Prefecture and County. And Chen Gongju learned about it with Chen Dong the day before yesterday with a pigeon book.

"In front of the Ming people, don't speak." Deng Suzheng said, holding up the wine glass, "This cup, I respect you and Yuan Zhi regardless of past suspicions, put national affairs first, cut off the Southeast Haikou, except for the aftermath of the Northern Expedition." "In the battle of Guangzhou, Zhao Xingde and Chen Gongju cooperated seamlessly, which can be described as life and death. Such cooperation would never have been possible without Chen Dong's guarantee. However, if Chen Dong denied it, Deng Su naturally couldn't prove it, but he didn't believe it and was disappointed. He held the wine glass and only looked at Chen Dong.

Chen Dong was silent for a moment, then picked up the Yue porcelain cup.

The two glasses touched, and there was a crisp sound of "ding-", which was exceptionally clear in the silence, and the wine was slight, and both of them drank it all.

"I respect," Chen Dong sighed, his face gloomy, "the heroic soul who died for the country." ”

Although the battle of Guangzhou was a great victory, tens of thousands of people died in Guangnan, and hundreds of children of the Lishe died on the battlefield. When Chen Gong reported the request to send troops, he specifically mentioned this. Quang Nam really can't afford to be hurt. When Chen Dongchu saw the number of people killed in the war, he thought it was a mistake. Many of these young people, he still remembered their names and appearances, and the deaths of the disciples he valued were like his hands and feet were broken, and his heart and lungs were painful.

Deng Su also fell silent, the moon shadow shone in the center of the river, and the breeze sent bursts of cicadas on the riverbank.

"The matter of the Northern Expedition, I know that there is a tide of slander outside, but ......" The moon shadow in the wine glass shook slightly, Deng Su's eyes showed a certain firmness, and he said slowly and deeply, "You also know that every day, hundreds of people in Hebei die in the enslavement of the Khitans, if possible, I would rather go on the Northern Expedition today." Moreover, in front of him is the only chance for the Great Song Dynasty to restore the old frontier. The Xia Kingdom was trapped in the war with the Roma Turks in the west, and it was difficult to use troops in the east. We want to recover Hebei, and the enemy we face is only one Liao State. If we can't clean up the old rivers and mountains in the past few years, if we wait for the west of the Xia Kingdom, then ......" He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said in a bitter voice, "With the devastated land of Henan, strong enemies on both sides invade, not only can we not recover Hebei, but whether Henan and Jingdong can be kept will become a problem." It is difficult to say whether Jiangbei will be lost, and whether Jiangnan and Guangnan will be able to defend it. Chess should be the first, otherwise the whole game will be lost, and the Northern Expedition, I can only gamble. ”