Zhang Jibai was bored.

Behind him is Wenfu, and in front of him are the same boring and sluggish classmates.

The 500 students of martial arts were organized into two small commanders of more than 200 people, and they were all divided into divisions according to grades. On weekdays, I study and review as a team. If there are tasks, they are also assigned according to the establishment.

In front of Wen Laoguo's house, there are three teams of martial arts students here, and Zhang Ji is the team leader of one of them.

In addition, there were more than 200 soldiers and horses from Kaifeng Mansion, totaling 248 people, who surrounded Wenfu like an iron bucket.

The first two days were a bit busy. Faced with the thousands of people surrounding the Wen Mansion, Zhang Ji and the others could only barely protect the gate of the Wen Mansion. When he and his classmates were hit by waves of people, Zhang Ji was bitter and happy, glad that the ruffians in the Beijing division had gone to the frontier, otherwise it would have turned into a big chaos.

After a few days, there were fewer people, and the walls of the Wenfu could be protected in a circle. There were also some idlers who shouted and scolded around the Wen family, and rushed away a few feet away.

If the Wen family wants to enter and exit, they are left to their own convenience. However, a circle of indignant people outside, the Wen family came out to serve in the mud, and the Wen family's carriage came out, and it turned into a muddy cart when they turned around. So no one dared to come out - no one in Jingshi sold anything to the Wen family, and it was useless to come out.

However, the sixth child of the Wen family took the two out of the house in front, saying that he was going back to his home in Luoyang, and Zhang Ji led two teams of people to escort them to the station, which was considered a smooth lì. It's just that in Zhang Ji's opinion, he feels that this is to investigate the military situation for Wen Lao Guogong, otherwise the sixth child of the Wen family would just go back to Luoyang, and he would not have asked the ninth child of the Wen family to follow him all the way to the station.

The people outside only surrounded the outside, and the people inside only stayed inside, and in a few days, Zhang Ji's task this time had become the most idle errand.

Leaning against the door, with the stone wall of the Wenfu behind him, the cold touch from his back dissolves the heat that is still so thick after the night falls. The members of his team are also leaning against the wall, looking straight upright, all of them are the demeanor of martial arts students, but unfortunately they are all to relieve the heat.

And the soldiers of Kaifeng Mansion are even more unbearable, only the ones in shifts are still standing, and the others have long been lying on the roadway built by bluestone slabs, leaving a crooked road in the middle. At the entrance of the alley on both sides, there were some soldiers in a circle, laughing loudly and whispering, chatting enthusiastically.

"Sophomore, what's wrong?"

The surprised voice of his classmates came from the side, Zhang Ji looked over, and saw a tall and thin young man, covering his mouth with one hand and pressing his stomach with the other, coming from the alley.

Zhang Ji's back left the wall, and his right hand pressed the saber, "What's wrong?" ”

Several classmates also reached out to help.

"Don't, don't, I'm fine." The second year of high school pushed away his classmate's hand, took two deep breaths, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to hold back a smile, but he couldn't help it, "I heard someone over there about the chaos in Han Xiang's fair palace just now." ”

"How? Laugh like this. ”

"It is said that before the death of the first emperor Xizong, he knew how difficult the state affairs were, and the Empress Dowager Fang Jin was difficult to support alone, so she secretly gave a golden bone to Han Xianggong, allowing him to beat the unconscious king, beat the traitorous ministers, and protect the Zhao family. After the king rebelled, the prime minister, the political participation in the night did not come out, Han Xianggong knew that there was a change in the palace, when he went to the court, he hid the golden bone in the sleeve, and saw the king of the king helping his son to sit on the throne, Cai did help the abuse, so he was furious, holding the golden bone duo, straight to the Jinluan Palace, smashed Cai Qu's treacherous appearance with a hammer with his forehand, and injured the king with a hammer with his backhand, and then smashed the palace marshal with a hammer with his forehand, and forced the palace change to be leveled. A few days ago, the Son of Heaven lost his morality, and Han Xianggong carried the golden bones to the palace again, and the official family was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his head, honestly admitted his mistake, and went back to the palace to reflect. This time, Lu Guogong wanted to make trouble, Han Xianggong saw that Lu Guogong was too old to afford a hammer, so he let go of a horse, if Lu Guogong did not correct it, Han Xianggong would sooner or later mention the golden bone to the door. ”

The second year of high school laughed while talking, talking about the interest, and gesturing the movements, the students listened and laughed, and finally heard Han Gang come to the door with the golden bones, and they laughed out loud.

Among the classmates, only Zhang Ji didn't laugh much.

The second year of high school looked at Zhang Ji: "Zixiang, have you heard?" ”

Zhang Ji nodded, "I heard about the Yun family tile outside the east gate of the new city a few days ago. ”

"All the comments?" One of them asked in surprise.

The internal and external affairs of the temples of the national dynasty, outside the capital, some people may dare to be legends on the street, but within the Beijing division, they can say it in the tavern, in the tea shop, and in the private house, but the storyteller comments in the tile, which is a little awkward. Either you don't catch this file, or if you catch it, it's a crime that is not light or serious, and neither the storyteller nor the owner of the tile can escape. The poor bastard who tells the story goes to the frontier to farm at most, but the owner of the tile is about to break the old book.

"That's what I'm talking about, but it's not Han Xianggong, King Er, and Cai Qu."

"Who is it?"

Zhang Ji sighed, "But it was said that Han Zhaolie was defeated and became ill, and he was sick and sick in the White Emperor City. ”

A circle of martial arts students was dumbfounded.

Zhuge Liang picked up the golden bone duo? It's all about where and where.

But when you think about it, it's a matter of course. Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred" is obviously written about the Ming Emperor Yang Concubine, but it is not written as 'Han Emperor' is heavy on color and thinks about the country, and he didn't dare to say 'Tang Emperor is heavy on color' and 'Yang Concubine is heavy on the country'.

I saw Zhang Ji alone in the crowd, his left hand raised, his right hand waved, sonorous and powerful, and the tone was frustrated, "Wuhou was ordered with tears, holding the golden bone duo, rectifying the dynasty, caressing the Li people, and governing Shu to the night without closing the door." can only hate Liu Feng, the righteous son of Zhaolie in his early years, who was instigated by Meng Da, but wanted to seize the throne of the Han Dynasty. ”

Liu Feng was already dead at that time, right? If he didn't save Guan Yu, he lost Jingzhou and was killed by Emperor Zhaolie. When the queen ascended the throne, Liu Feng's severed head should have been passed around in the country.

But no one pays attention to these details anymore, and they can listen attentively one by one.

"The queen didn't know his ghostly heart, and he was recruited into the palace to talk at night. The next day, Wuhou went to court, but he saw that it was, and the armor was ...... But he took a few steps to the stage, and his hand rose and fell, and he smashed Liu Feng's traitorous head to pieces, and he had a ...... of teaching."

"Zhang Ji !!!!"

The roar that seemed to come from hell made a group of students shudder, and Zhang Ji, who was called by his name, shivered even more.

Turning around, in the sharp sight of the visitor, Zhang Ji's voice shook involuntarily, "Li ...... Mr. Lee. ”

Mr. Li glanced at him, "If you are so good at storytelling, do you want to go to the elephant shed to beg for food?" ”

His gaze swept over the students and the soldiers of Kaifeng Mansion again, and his sarcastic tone turned to an angry roar, "All stand up for me, line up!" ”

The students lined up in the blink of an eye, while the soldiers of Kaifeng Prefecture took five times as long to establish themselves on both sides of the alley, under the command of their officers.

As soon as the last soldier found his place, a group of men turned in from the entrance of the alley.

The one at the front, more than five feet tall, casts his shadow into the deep alleyway. The riders in the back followed suit.

In the firelight, Zhang Ji and his classmates saw the person clearly, and their eyes widened, but they showed unbelievable eyes.

It looks like something big is going to happen.

……………………

Wen Jifu looked up at the roof.

A housekeeper was standing on the roof of the main house, looking around with a telescope.

A moment later, he stepped on the ladder and staggered down.

"What do you see?" Wen Weishen asked anxiously.

"Hui Jiulang. There was no one on the adjacent street, only Wuxue and the people from Kaifeng Mansion were outside. ”

"A little further away?"

"A little farther away, there are houses in the way."

Wen Weishen nodded, turned around, and cast his inquiring gaze to Wen Yanbo, who was sitting not far behind him, "My lord." ”

Even though Wen Yanbo was sitting, his hands were still on crutches, and he nodded slowly: "It's a good thing." ”

The mob driven by Han Gang all dispersed, and there was no time to show his control over Jingshi, which showed that Han Gang's attention had shifted to other places.

After decades of being a prime minister and privy secretary in Kaifeng, Wen Yanbo knew very well how much the influence of the 30,000 elites had on the defense of the Beijing Division, and how weak Han Gang's control of the Beijing Division was now.

After leaving the henchmen, Han Gang can only defend inwards now.

Wen Weishen hesitated: "But there is also Su Song, Zhang Dian." ”

"You were Han Gang who willingly sent his own people out? If it weren't for Su Song, Zhang Dian and others who were afraid of their power and joined forces to attack each other, how could Han Gang suffer this loss? Wen Yanbo snorted coldly, "Those people and horses were forced out by Han Gang!" ”

He leaned on crutches, "The villain is united by profit, and he will be divided by profit." Han Gang wanted to make an example of killing chickens and monkeys for his father, but he went too far, and he became the target of public criticism. The so-called Great Council is to plug the mouth of the world, but also to divide the momentum of the Su Chapter. Han Gang alone can occupy half of Guanzhong, but Su Song and Zhang Dian can't even occupy the votes of the Fujian government...... But half of the wall, how much can it occupy in the world? ”

"I see."

Wen Weishen nodded repeatedly. He was confused about many things these days, but when Wen Yanbo analyzed it, he suddenly became clear.

"But as long as there are foreign enemies, the two governments will still be monolithic." In his son's astonished gaze, Wen Yanbo sneered even more, "How can things in the world be so simple?" It is not wrong for Han Gang to secretly argue with Su and Zhang, but there is still cooperation. But you remember, everything they did was to keep their power and grab more. As long as you grasp this point, every doubt can be solved. ”

Wen Weishen nodded, but his doubts deepened.

The actions of several prime ministers are confusing, and their father's thoughts are even more unpredictable, how to solve the problem in front of him, so far, he has not heard a word from his father's mouth.

'I'll only tell the sixth brother! ’

"Sixth brother is almost home." Wen Weishen didn't want to bother anymore, so he still relied on his father to deal with it. I don't think it's too much of a loss.

In any case, they are all octogenarians, prime ministers of the three dynasties, and if they are not handled well, they will even make foreign countries laugh. In other words, if it is an ordinary courtier, how can the labor prime minister personally use his pen and ink and pout, and let the lackeys below pounce on him, depose and go to prison, what means can't be used? It is because of his fearlessness that his father dares to go against the wishes of the Queen Mother and the two governments. In addition, Wen Weishen only knew one thing, that is, his father believed that Zhang and Han would be defeated in the future, so he acted like this for the sake of the future wealth of the Wen family.

For his son's stupidity, Wen Yanbo has a disappointment that is difficult to hide.

It is possible to leave whenever you want, relying on these brothers, how can you support the lintel of the Wen family from falling?

It is precisely because of these unscrupulous sons that I can't spend my old age in peace. Otherwise, why fight so hard?

"Guogong, Jiulang."

The housekeeper who had climbed up to the roof again suddenly screamed, and when he was halfway up, he jumped down violently, "Someone is coming outside!" ”