Lin Laosi's unhappy face finally showed a smile after hearing the last words of Changsun Hong.

He laughed and slammed the table: "Okay! I knew that although the eldest grandson brother was not from my Tang Sect, he must be a reliable dead brother! Brother Cao, tell him all our thoughts. ”

Cao Bo, the official of the Imperial City Division, agreed, groaned slightly, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Lord Eldest Sun, in fact, I am waiting for the matter of Lin'an, and there is no big move, after all, this side is here, the forbidden army is gathered, if you want to make a big mess, such as inciting mutiny and the like, it is unlikely, the main direction is still the Fujian side." ”

The eldest grandson Hong solemnly nodded, his heart was fine, and he was not carried away by passion.

Cao Bo said: "Our idea is to use as few people as possible, make as much movement as possible, and create momentum, so that everyone in the world knows that my Datang people are back again!" The only way to achieve this is in Lin'an. The Tang Gate is in Lin'an, there are a lot of people, we divided it, each performing its own duties, some set fires, some took advantage of the chaos to kill officials, and some opened official warehouses to send rice, in short, as long as it is launched, basically the whole city will be chaotic. ”

When he said this, he was vague, and he didn't say specifically, where to set the fire and which officials to kill, he didn't say, and Changsun Hong didn't ask.

"I want the eldest grandson to help, but there is no in Lin'an, but after the Fujian uprising, if the development goes well, I hope that the little brother can persuade Wang Kui in Sichuan to make Xichuan the envoy Wang Kui, make clear right and wrong, weigh the pros and cons, as long as he is willing to stand on the position of justice, raise troops to help me Datang, lay the foundation in the future, and seal him as a founding prince is indispensable, which is much better than doing things under a group of sour and rotten civil officials in the Song Dynasty." Lin Laosi said.

Nishikawa raised troops?

The eldest grandson did not speak, but was contemplative.

Lin Laosi thought that he was moved, smiled slightly, exchanged a look with Cao Bo, and continued: "Of course, if you can persuade him to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, the eldest grandson, you are also a great merit, and the title of Duke and Lord must be indispensable, this matter, please take it to heart, when the time comes, the righteous flag of the north and south will be held high, and the two sides will attack, the Song court will be panicked, and the big plan will be carried out, just around the corner!" ”

Hearing what he said, Changsun Hong raised his head, also smiled, and replied briefly: "Okay, I can talk to him, whether it is successful or not, I will say another one." ”

Lin Laosi also smiled, stretched out a hand, got up and said, "Of course, that's all for this matter, we still have to go out at night, there are some things that need to be arranged, so let's go." ”

Changsun Hong also stood up, reached out and hit Lin Laosi's hand in the air, and then squeezed it tightly.

"Brother Lin, if you can't do it, don't be rash, everything is people-oriented, as long as people live, there will be hope for everything." He looked into Lin Laosi's eyes, and said seriously, a thick melancholy overflowing from his tone.

Lin Laosi was frank, high-fived with the eldest grandson, shook hands vigorously, and smiled heartily: "The eldest husband is determined to be in the four seas, if he sacrifices for his career, it is also his duty, the eldest grandson and brother don't need to worry about me, become a king or lose a king, and do your best to obey the destiny of heaven!" ”

After that, he said haha, went out of the gate with Cao Bo, jumped over the wall like when he came, and disappeared.

Changsun Hong stopped by the door, staring blankly at the wall tiles and the dark night, thoughtful.

After a while, Yang Xiaolei came in from outside, bowed down and stood in the courtyard, and said, "They left, the movement was very small, and the spies in the vicinity of the Imperial City Sibu did not find it." ”

Changsun Hong looked up at the night sky, nodded slightly, raised his hand, and caught a leaf falling from the osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

The leaves are yellow and hard, and they are no longer verdant.

Changsun Hong looked down, and as soon as his palm was in a lump, the leaf turned into powder, and when he threw it away, he scattered it all over the ground.

Yang Xiaolei stood with his head down, wondering if it was time to go, the master was in a daze, and it was not a matter for him to stand here.

"The fallen leaves are silent, but they are dormant like thunder." Just as he was about to retreat quietly, Changsun Hong's low groan came softly, and he looked up in shock, only to see the back of Changsun Hong turning around and entering the house.

"It's an eventful autumn, a wave of unevenness and a wave of rises, is it so difficult to be a farmer quietly?"

The back shook his head and staggered in.

Yang Xiaolei was confused.

Want to be a farmer? It's okay to be in Shimenfan, but of course it's not okay to come to Lin'an. It's full of shops, where did the fields come from.

After thinking about it, Yang Xiaolei felt that he understood, Mr. Changsun wanted to go back to Shimenfan, by the way, it must be like this, farming, Shimenfan is the most suitable, where the high terraced fields are one after another, transforming the barren mountains into fertile fields with abundant grains, and the eldest grandson ghost king must miss Shimenfan.

The ghost king will also be homesick.

Yang Xiaolei sighed and withdrew silently, he should be on duty tonight, so he lay on a big tree outside to perform his duties.

The next day was a good sunny day.

The warm sun is shining, the warm wind is smoking, and the royal street in the day is noisy early in the morning.

The eldest grandson Hong rode on a horse, accompanied by several barbarian generals, and went straight to the imperial city.

Behind him, there were several officials of the Ministry of Rites, also riding horses, following behind.

More than a dozen mighty forbidden army golden melons and jade belts, opening the way in front of the head, can scare the souls of ordinary people and shout loudly from one end of the royal street to the other, "Dali envoys are here, and idle people are avoiding!" The shout made the group unimpeded on the wide street.

On the body of the eldest grandson, he is no longer wearing the green Da Song official robe, but has changed into a bright red Dali official uniform, with rusty birds and beasts on the costume, a rhino belt around his waist, a black gauze hat with two small branches on his head, and soapy white-soled boots on his feet.

Not far away, the north gate of the imperial city and the Ning gate arrived, dismounted in front of the door, the warriors of the forbidden army stopped here, the officials of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward, led the eldest grandson Hong and others to be received by a group of warriors in front of the palace, from here through the second corner gate by the main gate, and entered the inner city that was a few points taller than the outer city wall of Lin'an.

Entering is the huge square facing the Jinluan Palace, the square brick paving, magnificent, the splendid palace reflects the dazzling light in the sun, even if it is separated from the open space, looking at it from afar, it still makes people feel unspeakable.

Following the barbarian generals around him, seeing such a magnificent and grand building for the first time, he was speechless for a while, concentrating and holding his breath, fighting in both arms, no matter how brave the generals were on the battlefield, when they came here and saw the majestic palace that was rare in the world, they would only be amazed and ashamed, and they did not dare to look up.

Seeing this, of course Changsun Hong didn't think there was anything, he was a person who had seen the Forbidden City in later generations, and the Forbidden City in the Ming Dynasty was much bigger than the imperial city in the Song Dynasty, and it was much more magnificent.

But he also knew that in addition to satisfying the emperor's desire to be pompous and enjoyable, the grand palace also had the factor of showing the imperial power and making the courtiers daunted.

Most of the people of this era have not left the county seat where they live, and most of them have not even left the village where they lived, and the biggest building they saw when they looked up and looked down may be the dilapidated rammed earth city wall in their hometown.

This is the imperial city, and the one who lives in the big hall inside is the emperor.

As he walked, Changsun Hong felt the discomfort of the bricks coming from the soles of his feet, and looked at the Jinluan Palace, which was constantly approaching with the movement of his footsteps, and the throbbing in his heart continued to increase.

Emperor, the most powerful man in the Song Empire.

What kind of person will it be?

(End of chapter)