An Lushan's recital was sent to Chang'an, and the sage praised his loyalty and praise, and issued an edict to promote the official rank of Anqing Sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info Li Long basically planned to agree to An Lushan's request, but was unanimously opposed by Li Heng, Gao Xianzhi and Zhang Jun during the court discussion. Gao Lishi also secretly advised, worried that the Flying Dragon Forbidden Army was controlled by An Lushan.

Li Linfu, who was sick in bed and couldn't take care of himself, asked Li Renzhi, a member of the Zhongshu House, to write on his behalf, saying that the selection of Jiezhen soldiers must be treated equally and not biased. Therefore, at most, only 3,000 soldiers could be absorbed from Fanyang and Hedong; The generals of the Flying Dragon Forbidden Army, from the captain to the captain, should be selected from among the non-commissioned officers, and no border town should interfere.

Seeing that the government affairs hall opposed it in unison, Li Longji, after careful consideration, issued an order to commend An Lushan's loyalty and politely reject his proposal to send troops.

Shi Siming, the new deputy envoy of Pinglu Jiedu and the future affairs of Zhiliu, was also painful to hand over the elite soldiers, but Li Qi, the king of Sheng, used the nobles of the king as bait in his secret letter and strictly ordered him to cooperate. Shi Siming's business is shallow and he urgently needs the court's aid, so he has to obey King Sheng's horse.

Yang Guozhong, the envoy of various festivals, was the most calm about the "exiles for elite soldiers", because he only had the edict in his eyes to recall him to Beijing. After ordering Cui Yuan to return from the Dadu Water front, before he arrived in Yizhou, Yang Guozhong drove and whipped north.

The thunder fell, and the rain came.

On the way back to Beijing, Yang Guozhong was complacent and happy. Ten years ago, he left Shu to go to Beijing, he was just a low-ranking Jiannan interview envoy, and he was ordered by Jiannan Jiedu envoy Zhang Qiu and Qiong to go to the capital to pay tribute to the imperial court Shu Jin. And his humble official position is still obtained by relying on the recommendation of Xian Yu. Now that he has re-walked the majestic Shu Road of Cui Wei, he has become the minister of the political affairs hall and the envoy of the Jiannan Festival, and is about to go to the next level and be promoted to the right minister of the head of the hundred officials.

A few days ago, he was in a hurry to return to Beijing, and his whole mind was on the battle in Jiannan, and he repeatedly urged Cui Yuan to take the initiative. Cui Yuan and Li Mi prevaricated on the grounds of low morale, insufficient drills, lack of military rations, and the lack of cavalry in the whole army due to the return of the Tongluo tribe to Shuofang, and refused to send troops.

When Yang Guozhong was angry, it coincided with the arrival of the secret envoy of the East Palace. Hearing that Li Linfu did not hesitate to transfer Weiqiao grain storage in violation of regulations in order to support King Sheng, he felt that he was expected to return to Beijing. In accordance with the guidance provided by the secret envoy, Yang Guozhong sent more than 100 henchmen to disguise themselves as caravans, and with the assistance of Jingzhao Yin Xian Yuxiang, they carried bows and horse armor to escort dozens of truckloads of grain and a cart of fierce oil into Gyeonggi, not only burning Shengwang's granary, but also looting and killing the convoy transporting grain from Weiqiaocang to Shengwang's manor, making Li Linfu's crime obvious to the world.

Sure enough, a fire burned Sheng Wang Tang and Li Linfu in bed, and the edict of the saint ordering him to return to Beijing also arrived as scheduled. On the way back to Beijing, there were constantly people who informed the men and horses sent by He Jiwen of the turmoil in Chang'an City, and the news that Li Linfu was about to return to the west became more and more certain, and Yang Guozhong could not be happy.

As for the tooth soldiers who went to burn King Sheng's granary, Yang Guozhong didn't intend to let them come back alive from the beginning......

The rain is rushing and the mountain stream is rising, and the clouds are low in the mountains.

Passing through the winding and winding Shu Road, crossing the rain-filled and river-crisscrossing Gyeonggi, Yang Guozhong arrived in Chang'an in the early morning of the fifth day of the eighth month. As soon as he arrived in Beijing, he didn't change his clothes, went straight to Daming Palace, knelt in front of the saint and cried loudly: "The road to Shu is rugged, and you can't see Your Majesty!" ”

"Yang Qing has worked hard!" Li Longji personally helped him up: "However, Li Xiang is seriously ill, and he has to bother Yang Qing to visit on my behalf." ”

"Wechen will live up to His Majesty's trust." Yang Guozhong heard Li Longji's extraneous meaning, and became more and more happy.

The remnant candle is shaking in the wind, and the upstart will be an old minister.

"How is Lee Sang-kook?" Yang Guozhong arched his hand at will.

"Yang Guozhong, are you guilty?" Li Linfu's throat was slight, like a dying poisonous snake, and he tried his last strength to spit out the scarlet letter.

"A certain person sits in Yizhou and guards the Dadu water defense line, what is the crime?" Yang Guozhong disagreed.

"Can embezzling military rations and forcibly occupying fertile land be criminalized according to the laws of the Tang Dynasty? Sending troops to infiltrate Gyeonggi, burning King Shengwang's manor, and indiscriminately killing innocents is even more heinous! Li Linfu's words were continuous, as if he was still the right minister who was majestic and powerful in the Zichen Palace, rather than a patient lying in a lonely bed: "If a certain saint is a saint, what do you say the saint will think?" I heard that after the Winter Solstice Dynasty Meeting, the concubine lady is a little alienated from you......"

"Li Xiangguo, you can't wronged people with bare mouths and white teeth......" Yang Guo was loyal and weak, and he was no longer arrogant.

"Embezzling military rations is known all over the city in Yizhou; The burning of the granary was made by the fierce oil fire in Beiting, and as far as a certain person knew, Wang Zhengjian was meticulous, and each tank of fierce oil fire was numbered, and its whereabouts were registered. At present, the only thing that is unknown is the number of cars that were sent to the Jiannan Army back then. Li Linfu's face was as rough as boot leather, and his face was covered with cold frost.

"Li Xiang!" Yang Guozhong was so frightened that he immediately fell to his knees.

"Get up." Li Linfu moved his fingers lightly and motioned for Yang Guozhong to get up.

"Li Xiang, just kneel." Yang Guozhong didn't dare to get up.

"Yang Guozhong, the old man can let you go, but will the prince let you go?" Li Linfu spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and continued: "The person who induced you to set the fire must be the crown prince, but have you ever thought that with the strength of the East Palace, you can completely destroy King Sheng's granary alone, why do you have to borrow your hand?" ”

"Please make it clear!"

"The old man has been fighting with Donggong for many years, and he knows his temperament very well. The prince is wide on the outside and jealous on the inside, and his mind is gloomy. He expected that his time was running out, and he had already pointed the finger at you. In fact, no matter whether you send someone to burn down King Sheng's granary or not, the old man will not be able to survive this year. At that time, you were naturally the right minister, so why should you rush to the doctor. Now you are impatient, driven by the prince, and give the handle into his hands. Once you succeed to the right minister, the East Palace will use this matter to attack aggressively. And the prince's preferred candidate for the right minister is either Zhang Jun or Wang Zhengjian. Li Linfu endured the pain all over his body and said intermittently.

"Please Li Xiang save me!" Yang Guozhong, who has no master of the six gods, has been persuaded by Li Linfu.

"The old man sent you nine words: respect the saint, the king of Baosheng, and form a strong reinforcement." Li Linfu smoothed his chest and slowly explained: "The saint is an immortal king, and he must not be a genius

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) is easy to fool, otherwise there will be death. The prince yin owl hates both the old man and the Yang family, once the saint is not hesitated, the Yang family will die and have no place to be buried. A certain Zhiru wants to push the longevity king to practice Zuo, and continue to be rich and noble with the concubine. King Ranshou is cowardly by nature and has an embarrassing position, but he is not as heroic and energetic as King Sheng. And King Sheng and King Shou are compatriots, if King Sheng ascends the throne, he will never treat King Shou badly, and he will also rely on the Yang family. ”

"Can King Sheng fight the crown prince?" Yang Guozhong stood up hesitantly.

"King Sheng alone will definitely not work, but if you are added, great things can be expected." Li Linfu tried his best to bewitch Yang Guozhong: "For those who are right, you need to guess the holy will and follow the trend." His Majesty never forgot Empress Zhenshun, and was especially vigilant against the crown prince, otherwise why did the sage go to great lengths to cut off the wings of the East Palace such as Wei Jian, Huangfu Weiming, and Wang Zhonghe, and why did he try to recruit Wang Zhengjian into Beijing last year. ”

"Shouwang ......" Yang Guozhong still can't let go of Li Mao.

"Confused! The saint accepts his daughter-in-law as a concubine, which is contrary to human ethics, how can he restore King Shou as the crown prince, otherwise how should the father and son get along! Li Linfu slowly clenched his fists, eager to knock Yang Guozhong on the head.

"What about reinforcements?" Yang Guozhong no longer dwells on whether to maintain the Sheng King.

"Now there are Xian Yu Xiang in Ru, and Ge Shuhan and Cui Yuan outside, and they can barely see it, but they are still a little short of competing with the East Palace."

"There is only one king in the hands of the East Palace, what is there to fear?" Yang Guozhong felt that Li Linfu was alarmist.

"The competition is like chess, and the first thing is to seize the momentum. The crown prince has lived in the East Palace for many years, and he is recognized as the prince of the world, occupying the position of righteousness, and his fame alone can be worth 100,000 male soldiers, how can he be despised. If King Tuisheng sails against the current, without the acquiescence of the saint, it can be said that it is absolutely impossible. ”

"What Li Xiang said is very true." For the first time, Yang Guozhong felt that he did seem to be a little worse than the sick and crooked old man in front of him.

"Although there is only Wang Zhengjian in the East Palace in the military town, he has been operating in Chang'an for a long time, and there are more strange people and giants around him, if it weren't for this, how could he assassinate the old man repeatedly and detain the charges on your head."

"Li Mi, Ruyi Ju...... Fortunately, a certain resourceful and decisive Ji Jiulang helped. ”

"Geven, hum." Li Linfu saw that Yang Guozhong took the initiative to talk about Ji Wen, so he pretended to be careless and said: "Yang Xiangguo, the old man has a word to tell him, those who can sell their masters and seek glory will never sell them only once." ”

"Li Xiang, let's talk about reinforcements." Yang Guozhong felt that Li Linfu was alarmist and took the opportunity to take revenge. In his opinion, Ji Wen's betrayal of Li Linfu and his refuge in himself is a typical abandonment of darkness and surrender to the light.

"The old man plans to play His Majesty's beggar bones tomorrow and recommend you to take over as the right minister." Li Linfu showed a corner of his hole card.

"Thank you, Lee Sang!" Yang Guozhong was overjoyed. Although he is confident that the position of the right minister is in his pocket, if Li Linfu takes the initiative to promote, the significance is still not trivial.

"Not only that, but the old man will also inform Luo Xizao, Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing, Li Guangbi, Ashina Yang and others, and do his best to assist Yang Xiang."

Yang Guozhong didn't expect Li Linfu to hand over all his henchmen to him, and he was stunned for a long time before he saluted: "Li Xiangda, you deserve it." ”

"Yang Xiangguo doesn't have to be like this, he has something to ask for." Li Linfu struggled to prop up his upper body, and said with tears streaming down his face: "The old man and his descendants, I still hope that Yang Xiang will take care of one or two; Whether King Sheng can ascend the throne or not is all related to Yang. ”

"Li Xiang is tormented!" Yang Guozhong was so frightened that he was sweating profusely.

"In the past, Wang Jiao's family was pampered and arrogant, and they were quite disrespectful to Yang Xiangguo. In the final analysis, it is still a certain lack of strict restraint, and I would like to make amends to Yang Xiangguo here! Li Linfu said solemnly.

"Wang Weld and Wang Jiao hanged themselves, they are all to blame, not Li Xiang's responsibility." Yang Guozhong didn't expect Li Linfu to be so humble, and he was quite useful in his heart.

The rain hits the pavilion, and the wind shakes the candles.

After Yang Guozhong left, Li Renzhi, who was holding a pen and paper, kicked out of the secret room of the bedroom, clenched his fists and roared: "Yang Guozhong has no talent and no virtue, why should my grandfather grovel to him?!" ”

"What if there is no talent and no virtue, when he dies, he will definitely become the right minister of the Tang Dynasty." Li Linfu's expression was sad: "I wanted to use the Jiannan War to drag him in Yizhou, and then use the flood to help King Sheng enter the East Palace, but I had no choice but to take a holiday." Since he couldn't stop it, he could only take advantage of the situation and sell him a favor to save his family's life. ”

"Grandfather!" Li Renzhi hid his face and wept.

"Renzhi, your father is pedantic and difficult to inherit the family business. Among a certain descendant, you are the only one who can be made. In the future, remember that the life and wealth of my family are all in King Sheng. You quickly went to the Sixteen Princes' Mansion and told King Sheng of the words of a certain and Yang Guozhong, 1510. After that, he found Luo Xixiao and told him not to be hasty and patient, not to clash with Yang Guozhong and Ji Wen for the time being, to secretly hug King Sheng and wait for the opportunity. Li Linfu used his last strength to plan for future generations.

"What about Gao Xianzhi and the generals of Qixi?"

"Gao Xianzhi keeps his promise, and on a certain day, he will have no two hearts. But after I returned to the west, neither you nor Yang Guozhong drove him. Feng Changqing must be following Gao Xianzhi, Li Guangbi is already leaving, and Ashina Yang is a lone wolf in Mobei, which is difficult to control. Only Luo Xizao can help you. Li Linfu's heart is like a mirror: "I just bluffed, intending to make Yang Guozhong and his wisdom faint." ”

"Grandfather ......" Li Renzhi choked up.

"Also, you must not have trouble with Wang Fei in the future. Although this sub-means are tender, their actions are unfathomable and beyond your reach. Li Linfu Yin admonished, and Li Renzhi cried silently.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and the first five Yang Chun in front of the sick Li.

On the ninth day of August in the twelfth year of Tianbao, Li Linfu, a generation of ministers, died of illness, and the world was shocked. Before that, Li Linfu put on his will and cried blood to raise Yang Guozhong as the right minister.

The saint was so sad that he left the court for three days to mourn. Gave Li Linfu Lieutenant and the Governor of Yangzhou, and gave Ban Jian and Dongyuan secret weapons, which was extremely glorious. Li Xiu, Li Renzhi and others were all promoted to the third level of official rank to show the kindness of the saint.

The power minister drove the crane to shake Kyushu, and a few families were happy and a few were sad.

In the apse of the East Palace, although there is no light singing and dancing, silk and bamboo feasting, Li Jingzhong and Zhang Liang

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"Congratulations, Your Highness, the old thief has died, and no one can threaten His Highness's safety." Li Jingzhong's face was full of bitterness and comfort.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness, Li Thief died of illness, Yang Guozhong is shallow, King Sheng's reputation is ruined, and His Royal Highness's accession to the throne is just around the corner." Zhang Liangdi smiled brightly, but the congratulatory words in her mouth were extremely explicit. She had secretly calculated in her heart how far she was from the world of motherhood.

"If you don't have your company, you really can't survive today." Li Heng hid his face and sighed.

"Your Highness is serious, the old slave was born to be driven by His Highness!" Li Jingzhong's words were scorching.

"Your Highness, since you and I are husband and wife, we should share weal and woe, regardless of each other." Zhang Liangdi is touching.

"Half of those who travel a hundred miles are less than ninety, and although the Li thief is dead, he should not be taken lightly. His father ordered King Sheng to supervise disaster relief, but he still wanted to make a name for him; Colliers' reorganization of the Flying Dragon Forbidden Army is self-evident; Wang Zhengjian's promotion of Du You to the secretary of the department is unsettling. There is a long road ahead, and we still need to work together. Li Heng sighed: "How to deal with the Flying Dragon Forbidden Army, I have to ask Mr. Li." ”

"Mr. Li's fairy wind bones, can pinch and calculate, there must be a clever plan in the belly." Zhang Liangdi has a good impression of Li Mi: "Why doesn't Your Highness invite Mr. Li into the palace to discuss the plan?" ”

"Good!" Li Heng nodded yes.

Li Jingzhong's ugly heart swelled with a trace of displeasure, but he forcibly suppressed it: "Your Highness, the old slave will send someone to do it." ”

Li Jingzhong was about to get up, but he heard the voice of Cheng Yuanzhen, an attendant, outside the hall: "Your Highness, Mr. Li asked someone to send a letter." ”

Li Heng opened the envelope and saw Li Mi write in flowing handwriting: "Your Highness's heart disease is gone, and the flood in Gyeonggi is also solved. The mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a time to meet. ”

"Prepare the car, I'm going to Mr. Li's house!" Li Heng was stunned, and there was no joy in the heart.

But when Li Heng arrived at Li Yu's house, he found that the building had already been empty......

The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the west city. Wang Fei, who was busy with immigration in the western suburbs of Chang'an, suddenly saw Li Mi wearing a green hat, riding a thin donkey, and carrying a scholar, and appeared at the door of the Ruoxi Inn calmly.

In the dining room in the backyard of the inn, Wang Fei raised his glass and said suspiciously: "Although Li Linfu is dead, the battle for the storage position has not been settled, and there will be an open and secret battle in the future." The East Palace is at the time of employing people, does Mr. Li really want to go into hiding? ”

"The Tao is different, and if you encounter a non-person, it is better to return. The East Palace obeyed a certain word on the surface, and ordered the King of Guangping and the King of Jianning to provide disaster relief and save the people, but secretly bewitched Yang Guozhong to burn the granary of King Sheng, almost ruining the lives of countless victims. If it weren't for Fei Langjun's advice to the saint to secretly emigrate, Gyeonggi would have starved to death. Li Mi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his expression was sparse: "I don't dare to agree with this behavior." ”

"The saint is ambiguous about the storage position, and all parties in the court fight are doing everything. Under the prosperous era of Xuanxuan, the undercurrent is surging, and the boy sincerely hopes to overcome the difficulties with his husband. Wang Fei tried to stay.

"Fei Langjun is too modest." Li Mi took a sip of the black black tea: "Ru Bei is protected by the king, has thousands of family wealth and elite soldiers in a hundred battles, and has a good relationship with Gao Weng, Gao Xianzhi and other important ministers. What's even more rare is that Fei Langjun has always had a pure and benevolent heart, and everything he has done since entering Beijing has been based on the common people in the world. With Fei Langjun here, a certain party dares to be lazy and return to the mountain to hone the Dao heart. ”

"I wonder which famous mountain Mr. wants to visit?" Wang Fei saw that Li Mi was very determined to go, and no longer forced him to stay.

"How is the Tianshan Mountains?" Li Mi suddenly smiled and said: "Du Changshi's "Jing Xing Ji" writes about the terroir of the mountains and rivers in the west, and it is so hooked that it is ready to move. Don't dare to look forward to traveling far to Damascus, Tingzhou, Qiuzi, Broken Leaves and Tuozhi City, you can still go once. ”

"If the gentleman has the intention of going west, he will smile with a little courtesy." Wang Fei untied a silver token from the jade belt around his waist: "With this token, all the branches of Su Yeju will take care of one or two." ”

"Thank you, Fei Lang-kun." After rubbing the ginkgo biloba leaves and Arabic numerals engraved on the token, Li Mimo took out a roll of silk silk from his sleeve: "Gifts are still exchanged, and on the occasion of parting, I also gave Fei Langjun a little gadget." ”

"What is this?" Wang Fei unfolded the silk silk, and as far as the eye could see, it was the Taoist method of building a foundation.

"I heard that Fei Langjun created a self-created exercise called Tai Chi, which is in line with the yin and yang mysteries of heaven and earth. A certain does not understand martial arts, only a little understanding of the Taoist health arts, so the gift of the Taoist heart method when he was young, it is said that he can cultivate his self-cultivation and cultivate his character, for the Lang Jun to refer to in detail. Li Mi paused for a sip of tea before continuing: "However, if there are people around Fei Langjun who are anxious and depressed, they can also cultivate together. ”

"Feeling down?" Wang Fei's heart moved, and he guessed Li Mi's true intention to give the gift.

"Fei Langjun, a certain person knows that you have the talent to turn the clouds and rain, but the world is unpredictable, before the central East Palace, Li Xiang, and Wuyang stood on three legs, and Fei Langjun had many opportunities to meet the source. Now that Li Xiang's party is in decline, the two tigers are fighting, and the situation is getting worse and worse. If he encounters distress in the future, please remember that Shen Sheng died inside and died outside the ear. The capital is important, which is conducive to stirring up the wind and clouds and controlling the overall situation, but it is not easy to hide and save your life. Li Mi earnestly taught.

"Thank you Mr. for your guidance, once the pattern of internal and external importance is reversed, I will follow in the footsteps of Mr. and leave Jingshi." Before achieving the set goal, Wang Fei did not want to give up easily.

"May Fei Langjun achieve his life as soon as possible." Li Mi raised his glass and congratulated.

"For the country and the people, we will not hesitate to smear our liver and brain." Wang Fei made a loud noise.

Outside the dining room window, the autumn rain is drenched and the lake is rippling. At the door of the inn, after receiving the rations, the crowds of victims were rushing to the distant Moxi with their children and daughters according to the command of the Suye Dart Master; Not far away in Chang'an City, Pingkangfang Li Mansion cried and shook the sky, a piece of Qiqi; In Yiyang Fang, Yang Guozhong happily bowed to the edict of the right minister, and Jingzhao Yin Xian Yu Xiang and Cheng Jiwen in the imperial history and other Yang henchmen celebrated with their crowns.

The old and the new alternate, and the stars change. Datang's trajectory has long been unrecognizable, but what the future will be is still obscure.

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