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The atmosphere became a little awkward, and there was no room for Chen Zhongqing to interject. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Guanzi's attitude forced Wei Nanlu to look displeased, a chess edict in the palace relying on the power of today's son can accuse others with power, but out of the gate of the Son of Heaven, who else will take him as a thing? Wei Nanlu was promoted by Ye Huangchao, and climbed Pei Chaoyang, the evergreen ivy of Liangzhejiang Road, Chen Zhongxu was polite to the Qingliu faction when he hadn't left before, and after the position of the envoy was vacated, there was no need to continue

Because now in the entire Bianliang, only Huaijinnan, who holds the military power, has the right to speak in control of the overall situation.

He just wanted to open his mouth to refute the other party, but he heard a sentence that made Wei Nanlu speechless.

"What are you?"

Song Guanzi slowly closed the paper fan in his hand, his expression was gloomy, and he said slowly, "Even Pei Chaoyang doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of me now, Wei Nanlu, have you forgotten that you are just a dog under his door?" ”

"You!"

"Didn't Pei Chaoyang tell you who has the final say in the two Zhejiang roads now? The fact that the envoy is gone does not mean that there is no one here, the whole world is not the king's land, Song is standing here today, representing Bianliang and the royal family, Wei Nanlu is speaking wildly, is he preparing to go against today's saints? ”

Move out of the name of the current saint to suppress people, even if the power of Liangzhejiang Road is as monstrous as Huaijinnan, he does not dare to be presumptuous to Bianliang.

Wei Nanlu's face changed suddenly, he wanted to have a seizure but endured it, although he didn't have to look at Song Guanzi's face, but in the final analysis, he was a big official from Bianliang, and Pei Chaoyang couldn't explain it if he tore his face.

"Go back and tell Pei Chaoyang and Huaijinnan, if you don't handle this matter well, even if you are nine thousand years old, you won't be able to protect you, don't you believe it?"

In the face of intimidation, Wei Nanlu didn't dare to say more, but his expression was a little embarrassed, and he was not ready to defend anything, so he turned around and walked forward, leaving Song Guanzi behind, with anger suppressed in his heart, but he was thinking about how to deal with the villain Song Guanzi.

Chen Zhongqing, who was standing on the side watching the excitement, finally came back to his senses, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and whispered, "Listening to the words of the homeless people and Wei Zhifu, it is said that there is an accident on Jiangnan Road?" ”

Song Guanzi came back to his senses and was standing in front of Yang Liu, and replied with a complicated expression.

"Well, something happened in Jiangnan, the drought in the past two months has led to no harvest, and Bianliang has not only reduced the tax burden because of the imminent Northern Expedition, but has increased a lot. As a result, the local refugees colluded with Haojie to kill the prefect, defeated the Jiangnan Road garrison, and launched a rebellion. Now the whole rebellion is constantly spreading, and there is a risk of involving the two Zhejiang roads. Today's movement of the garrison is by no means a whim, and the prefects have already received the news, and if they are not mistaken, this riot affecting the stability of the south will further expand. ”

"Can't you send troops to suppress it?" Chen Zhongqing said puzzledly, "Could it be that the elite of the Southern Jin Dynasty can't exterminate the homeless people who can't eat enough?"

"It's not a matter of transferring troops, it's about the Northern Expedition."

Song Guanzi's expression was a little lost, he also received a letter from Bianliang yesterday, reporting the situation on Jiangnan Road in detail, he had already guessed that the rebels would take advantage of the momentum of the displaced people to become more and more intense, and even take famine and natural disasters as the general trend of their rebellion, sweeping and spreading all the way.

"The northern elite are all transferred to the front line of the sixteen states of Yanyun, there is no extra elite force to quell the rebellion, and the only land elite stationed on the Liangzhejiang Road is the Wushu battalion except for the Guangling Water Division, plus the other odds and zeros, although it can make up enough for six or seven thousand to 10,000 people, but the two Zhejiang roads are multi-state and multi-county, and the average is only a stretched number."

The worries of the Song officials are that there are no soldiers to defend, and there are no lofty mountains and mountains on the two Zhejiang roads, all of which are plains that are easy to attack and difficult to defend. He can keep a Hangzhou, but it is difficult for a lone army to stop the swarming thieves.

This rebellion must be put down quickly, and once the climate is formed, it will inevitably affect the plans of the Northern Expedition that will follow. Song Guanzi sat in Jiangnan and mastered the operation in order to solve the thorny troubles.

Chen Zhongqing held his chin and said slowly, "In this way, the appearance of the displaced people in Hangzhou City is not accidental, it is just a starting signal, pushed by the rebels from behind to disrupt our vision, once the number of displaced people in the city increases, it consumes the supply of grain and grass, and also ambushes unstable factors, some of these victims who enter the city must be spies who should cooperate with the outside when the rebels are preparing to attack the city." Wei Nanlu would rather kill than put one, no wonder there would be a conflict at the north gate. ”

He crouched down and thought about everything slowly, his hands stirring at the weeds on the ground, his thoughts drifting with the occasional bubbles that rose and disappeared on the surface of the river, and the situation in front of him became more and more confusing. Chen Zhongqing leaned on the weeping willows by the river, and the wind swept up the willow branches and swayed in front of him, like a fog isolated in front of him.

He became more and more unable to understand what kind of unspeakable conspiracy was hidden behind Bianliang, as well as the secret arrangements after Bianliang, and finally Chen Zhongqing spoke, "Is all this also going down the chess game of Song Guanzi?" Was this unrest a farce arranged by you? Taking a gamble on the stability of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the chips of the Song officials are inevitably a little surprisingly large, and no one in the court will agree with this approach. ”

"It's not."

The chess player, who has always mastered the chess, also showed a helpless wry smile at this time, brushing his chin with not many beards, looking like he couldn't cry or laugh, and there was still a trace of anger in his expression. In Chen Zhongqing's view, the situation in Hangzhou City is far more complicated than he knows, and the intrigues behind it are overlapping layers and undercurrents.

The nine-thousand-year-old chess pieces, the chess pieces of today's saints, the intertwined interests of the south, and the looming eyes of the Northern Liao spies all indicate that the multi-party game has been quietly unfolded.

After all, he underestimated this group of barbarians in the northern cold land, because he used too much force, the fan bones of the paper fan in his hand were twisted off. Song Guanzi muttered to himself, "This sudden turmoil has completely departed from my layout...... It's not even a situation that the imperial court wants to see at all, Bianliang has been tricked by the saint today, and the nine thousand years old have also been tricked, what assassination and delivery of secret information, this is just a trick to cover this turmoil, and now the layout of the Northern Liao spies is really slowly emerging. The war between the Southern Jin Dynasty and the Northern Liao was approaching, and it was impossible to send tens of thousands of troops from the north back to the south in a short period of time to suppress it, and the vacant positions vacated by the Northern Expeditionary Army had to be drawn from the garrisons of other factions. It's time for the cardinals to have a headache. ”

Song Guanzi sighed, "This game is miscalculated, and I should have a headache." ”