The latest chapter of the early Song line in the spring of Jiangnan. Although it has just entered March, it is already full of purple and red, and spring is full of joy. The Prime Minister's Mansion is also full of peaches and plums, red flowers and willow green, smiling and proud of the spring breeze. In addition, the pavilions and pavilions, back and forth, strolling in it, make people feel as if entering the fairyland.

"Lord Wanyan, please come here! This is the Green Pavilion inscribed by my father's pen. What do you think? Huang Song, who was dressed in official uniforms, was leading Wanyan Zhangzong and others to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion. By Zhang Zong's side, Pei Jian, the secretary of the Great Qi Rite Department, and Han Kui and other guards.

"It's a wonderful place! Xiangye's words are also wonderful, and they are full of vigor and generosity, and they contain an elegant atmosphere. Zhang Zong's chin was approving, but there was a melancholy look between his eyebrows.

This is the third time that Zhang Zong has come to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When he first came to Jiangning, Wanyan Zhangzong was received by the little emperor. The next day, Zhang Zong came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to visit the prime minister of Great Qi and brought rich gifts. The first visit is naturally courteous, and there will be no secret topics to be discussed.

However, at the second visit five days ago, Zhang Zong saw the signs. Huang Yuandu didn't seem to want to talk to him alone, and deliberately kept his distance from him. During the visit, there were officials from the Ministry of Etiquette and several people to accompany him, so that Zhang Zong had no chance to express what he wanted to say.

This time it was still the case, Huang Yuandu asked Pei Jian to accompany him, browse the Prime Minister's Mansion, and was introduced by Huang Song. As for Huang Yuandu himself, he is busy with state affairs, and it is inconvenient to see each other at this time.

The spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is naturally not comparable to Dajin. However, Zhang Zong had no intention of appreciating it. The most important thing for Dajin to send troops to Guanzhong is to stabilize the relationship with Daqi, so that he has no worries. Zhang Zong knew that just as there were many people in Dajin who advocated going south, there were also many people in Daqi who wanted to occupy the land of neighbors and secluded places. If you want Daqi not to take advantage of the fire to rob, Zhang Zong's task can be described as arduous.

Regarding the use of soldiers, Zhang Zong had already discussed with Xiao Hui, and Xiao Hui also made a request. However, it is Huang Yuandu who is in charge of increasing the field and cutting trade secretly. Now that Huang Yuandu doesn't give him a chance to negotiate, how can Zhang Zong not be anxious. And Daikin attacked Guanzhong, and he couldn't say it clearly in front of so many people, so he had to reach an agreement in private.

The time for Daikin to send troops has been chosen in mid-to-late August. At that time, the weather in the north had turned cold, and it was a good time to use troops. It's been less than half a year since then. Therefore, Zhang Zong must negotiate with Daqi as soon as possible to bring the relationship between Jin Qi to a higher level. For this reason, Wanyan Yusheng even did not hesitate to give Zhang Zong several blank holy decrees, which had been stamped with the national seal. As long as an agreement is reached, Zhang Zong can quickly fill it out and exchange credentials to buy time for Daikin to prepare for his westward expansion.

Now, Huang Yuandu has played such a play, and Zhang Zong is a little unsure. Thinking of his treatment in Xiao Hui, Zhang Zong realized that Huang Yuandu must have some scruples, so he was lukewarm to himself.

Huang Song didn't seem to notice Zhang Zong's face, and still said with great interest, "Lord Wanyan, the former Confucian Zhang Zai, once lectured in Wugong County (now the northwest of Wugong County, Shaanxi), and there was a Green Field Pavilion when he was covered. My father admired his name, so he named this pavilion with these two words. Although this is not a place to teach, it can also send future generations to think. ”

"I have also studied Zhang Zai's works and imagined their richness." Wanyan Zhangzong nodded, and his mind suddenly flashed, "Wugong is a famous town in Guanzhong, I remember that the Green Field Pavilion was built in the first year of Xining in the previous dynasty, and it has been more than 100 years, I don't know if this pavilion still exists?" ”

"I'm afraid I'm going to ask the Tangut people about this." Huang Song smiled, and also sensed Zhang Zong's temptation, and immediately changed the topic, pointing to another pavilion not far away, "Go this way, my lord, the name of a pavilion over there is called Lianxi, and it is also the name of the Lianxi Academy of the Great Confucian Zhou Zi in the past." ”

Zhang Zong nodded, and couldn't help grinning the corners of his mouth, this Huang Song was really treacherous, and quickly realized what he meant.

In fact, after browsing for a long time, all that Huang Song talked about was article morality, wind and snow, and slightly complicated and formal topics, all of which he bypassed, making Sect Zhang helpless.

"I'm the Wanyan Zhangzong who deliberately shirked it." In the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Huang Yuandu was waving the pen on the ground, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced on the flat stone ground, and the latest chapter of the reborn demon hunter. He didn't deal with any state affairs, but hid here to practice calligraphy.

Lu Junqing, who was dressed in ordinary green clothes, stood next to him, brushing his beard, quite fairy-like. It's hard to believe that he is the direct creator of the Dark Eagle.

Huang Yuandu explained as he wrote, "Dajin intends to enter Guanzhong west this year, so he desperately wants to have a good relationship with me. I didn't give Zhang Zong a chance, just to delay the time, so that Dajin could not concentrate on preparation, and it was best for them to break the blood flow when they entered the Guanzhong. Besides, after all, Jinqi has to take into account the main battle forces of the two countries, and I don't want to be too close to Zhang Zong, otherwise it will easily become an excuse for others to attack me. ”

Lu Junqing praised, "The master is thoughtful! ”

Huang Yuandu hummed lightly, then concentrated his thoughts and wrote a poem on the ground. He tapped it with his hand, "Junqing, how about you take a look at this?" ”

"Taishi's calligraphy has really improved! This sentence 'but make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain', written with great momentum, contains the spirit of conquest! ”

Huang Yuandu did not stop waving his pen, and another poem appeared on the ground, "The forest is dark and the grass is frightened, the general draws the bow at night, looks for the white feather in Pingming, and submerges into the stone ridge." He pulled the last vertical line of the word "Zhong" down forcefully, and the word "Zhong" was like a sword out of its sheath, as if it had pierced into the ground.

After writing this pen, Huang Yuandu smiled and said, "This song "Plugged Song" was written by Lu Lun in the Tang Dynasty, who was a native of Hezhong Pu (now Yongji County, Shanxi Province). I remember that your ancestral home seems to be there, maybe it is still your ancestor. ”

Lu Junqing shook his head and said, "This age is too old, and there are many Pulu surnames in the river, so it is difficult to determine." ”

Shaking his shoulders twice, Huang Yuandu straightened his waist. After just moving for a while, a slight sweat appeared on his forehead. A maidservant girl stepped forward and handed over a towel that had just been washed in hot water. Another maidservant put away the pen and bucket from the ground.

Just finished writing the book from the ground, Huang Yuandu felt very comfortable. Lu Junqing took the tea on the desk, and Huang Yuandu drank it all.

"Taishi, I see that what you write today is all about the war, but it is rare for Taishi to write this before."

Huang Yuandu chuckled, "The calligraphy pen in this place is the same as the brush, but it can really be grassy, and it can be subordinated to the seal." However, it is better to write hastily and freely. As for these poems, they are in harmony with the grass, which makes people feel comfortable. Another day, if I write Li Taibai's "Chivalrous Journey", Junqing will probably be even more surprised. ”

Lu Junqing also smiled, "It's better if the Taishi writes like this." 'Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles'! ”

Huang Yuandu laughed, waved his hand to let the maids retreat, and then said, "When I was young, I admired the chivalrous people of the rivers and lakes. If I live again, maybe I won't be this tiring prime minister, but learn from that ranger, wander the world, in addition to helping the weak and doing chivalry, it is also a beautiful thing. ”

Lu Junqing clapped his hands and said, "I've heard the Taishi say many times, 'Confucianism uses literature to mess with the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban', this ranger is not very well received by the government." ”

Huang Yuandu was stunned for a moment, and pointed at Lu Junqing with a smile, "You! It's still as boring as that. It's okay, these two years of self-cultivation have not worn out your fighting spirit. Come, sit down first, I came to you today, and I do have something to discuss. ”

"Taishi, but it doesn't hurt to speak, if there is an order, I don't dare to resign." Lu Junqing arched his hand and bent down.

Huang Song patted Lu Qianqing's shoulder, beckoned him to sit on the side, and said, "You should have heard about the Dark Eagle's return to justice this time?" ”

"I've heard about it below, and I heard that the Dark Eagle is going to become the right division of the Imperial City Division."

"Well, that's what it means. You know, in the past two years, we have tried our best to reform the Dark Eagle, but we have not discussed it well with Xiao Juni, so we have not taken action for a long time. A few days ago, Xiao Hui sent someone to send me a message and told me such a plan. After Dark Eagle became the Right Division, we recommended candidates to be the Right Division. The post of supervisor was appointed by the little emperor and the empress dowager. The same is true for the Imperial City Division, which needs a metropolitan commander and a supervisor. In the future, the left and right divisions will divide their own labor, and there will be no more conflicts. ”

"I see!?" Lu Junqing frowned and said, "Isn't this going to hand over half of the power to the top?" ”

"It has to be like this." Huang Yuandu said, "Like Dark Eagle, it is destined not to be in the hands of a courtier for a long time, and the royal family is not at ease." What's more, since the accident of the Ji family, Dark Eagle lacks funds, and it is difficult to maintain it. This juniper can be regarded as sincere, and the saint also agreed, and he discussed it with me. I also generally agree with this plan, but the problem of candidates is not easy to solve now. ”

"Isn't there a second son now, the second son is talented, and the past two years have been good, and he has been appointed as the right secretary of the capital."

"No!" Huang Yuandu sighed, "The meaning of the Holy Lord is to no longer let Song'er be in charge of the Dark Eagle, but to let us choose another sage to serve as the commander of the Right Division." For this reason, he also plans to add officials to Song'er and let Song'er go to the sixth department to be a waiter. ”

"Huh?" Lu Junqing was taken aback, "Why would the Holy Lord look at the second son differently?" ”

Huang Yuandu shook his head, "Song'er has always had a general relationship with the saint, maybe because of last year's business and trade business, the saint has an opinion on Song'er. For Song'er's future, I had to find another candidate. So ......"

"So the Taishi wants me to come out again and serve as the commander of the right division?"

"yes, I want you to help me again." Huang Yuandu looked at Lu Junqing, "I estimate that after the dark eagle has just turned positive, there will be a lot of things, and I don't worry about other people, so I have to let you go up for a while, and then replace them when the time is ripe." I promise that by the end of next year, someone will replace you. ”

Lu Junqing hummed lightly, "But according to the Taishi's orders." ”

"Well, you work hard, the most important thing is to take advantage of the chaos and deal with some of the hidden things of the dark eagle, don't let the prison grasp anything."

"The subordinates understand, although the master is relieved. It's just that I don't know who will fall on the position of the right supervisor, will it cooperate with us? ”

"This person is a little eyebrows, it should be your old acquaintance, Song Zheng and Song Xiaolang!"