Wang Ziyue was slightly puzzled, and Fang Zhongyong, who had also just returned to the house, had already walked up from behind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wang Ziyue and Fang Zhongyong looked at each other, and then stepped into the mansion together.

After passing through the corridor, I walked to the source of the group of fights - in the back garden, I saw Chai Lin and Ma Erya sitting on the stone bench, and a group of Chai Lin's concubines in front of them were fighting with each other.

The scene is really messy, it can be called "the silver grate of the head is broken, and the blood-colored skirt is stained with wine".

Although there were no chickens to fly or dogs to jump on, the dumped flasks and the handkerchiefs thrown everywhere really made this early winter night so lively that it was not like words.

"I'm back-" Chai Lin saw Fang Zhongyong and Wang Ziyue coming, so he got up, picked up the wine jug, and walked towards Fang Zhongyong upside down.

Then, he bypassed Fang Zhongyong directly, went straight to Wang Ziyue behind Fang Zhongyong, and flatteringly handed over the wine glass:

"Yue'er, drink some wine to warm up."

This is heavy on color and light on friends. Fang Zhongyong secretly scolded in his heart, turned to Ma Erya and said, "What are you making a fuss? ”

"Rehearsing "The Legend of Zhen Huan," Ma Erya jumped up and handed a glass of wine to Fang Zhongyong: "Brother Zhongyong is also warm." ”

Fang Zhongyong drank it all, and then looked at the mess again: Nani? Tearing it up like this, is it "The Legend of Zhen Huan"?

Fang Zhongyong expressed a preconceived and unscientific stare at Ma Erya's "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

……

"Swing and swing, swing and swing - you, the last one, are in the wrong direction," Zhang Guifei pointed to the group of palace maids below, rehearsing the square dance.

"Swing and swing, left and right, left and right, cross, left hand, right hand, one slow motion, right hand, left hand, slow motion replay—" Cui'er took Fang Zhongyong's "Square Dance Collection Notes" and read it word for word.

"Replay? What is it? Cui'er scratched her head, but she still held the shelf of the palace maid in front of the palace and helped Zhang Guifei rehearse:

"The point, the action should be uniform, soft, casual, come, up-"

The demon dance was going on, and Zhao Zhen entered the imperial garden in front of the Nanxun Hall surrounded by a group of eunuchs, guards, and palace maids.

Later, naturally followed by Fang Zhongyong, a civil official comrade who cultivated his living notes.

Zhang Guifei and the others visited Zhao Zhen and retreated in turn.

Zhao Zhen stretched out his arms and legs to the winter sun, stretched his arms according to the yoga posture Fang Zhongyong said, and took a deep breath, and said to Fang Zhongyong:

"Today in the hall, you looked at it coldly, what Lu Yijian meant, but it was difficult for Fan Zhongyan to return to Beijing?"

Several little eunuchs were busy beside Zhao Zhen, making all kinds of actions to protect Zhao Zhen from accidentally getting injured, coming and going, making Zhao Zhen annoyed.

Fang Zhongyong smiled slightly and replied: "This matter is not Wei Chen's business, and it should not be falsely said. ”

"If you say it, you can say it, Fang Aiqing-" Zhao Zhen moved his body closer to Fang Zhongyong, and said with a small Shenyang-style signature smile and broadcast tone: "All kinds of private chats between you and me don't need to be written in the living notes. ”

"Yes. Weichen thinks that there is indeed a knot between Lu Xianggong and Fan Xianggong, and this knot stems from the different understandings of each person's understanding of what to do when it comes to government, that is, due to different values, and it is difficult to bridge it for a while.

However, when His Majesty is employing people, if Fan Xianggong can enter Beijing and Lu Xianggong can be contained, in fact, it may not be a good thing for His Majesty. In Fang Zhongyong's heart, there were naturally 11,000 people who were willing to say good things for Fan Zhongyan, but he also understood that the heart of the emperor was unfathomable.

If there is, only from the perspective of the emperor, with the emperor's own, the family, and finally the interests of the world as the persuasion angle, to interpret, in order to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

After hearing this, Zhao Zhen was still quite comfortable in his heart, this Fang Zhongyong was able to be impartial and think about the sake of his official family, which was very rare.

Then, he lightly high-fived, and a eunuch, holding a small tray covered with yellow silk cloth, handed a copy of the music that Fang Zhongyong had presented in the morning to Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen took the book he had read, gently looked at the sun on the top of the pavilion, and said lightly: "Fang Aiqing, you wrote a letter to resolutely oppose Li Yuanhao's envoys to visit the area of Shaanzhou, the reason is that they are reprimanding espionage activities and intend to start a war against our Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Fang Zhongyong stood there, his expression as firm as ice. Nodding slightly.

"Do you know how much of a wave your playbook will have to make if it is openly discussed in the court, Xiao Fang-" Zhao Zhen changed Aiqing's title, but there was a hint of cordiality in his words.

Fang Zhongyong thought for a moment, nodded, and shook his head again.

He knew that even if it made a big wave, he would try to change the matter.

Li Yuanhao's ambition, at this time, proclaimed himself the kingdom of the Celestial Empire, did not take the party members in his eyes at all, and did not believe that they dared to go to war in the Great Song Dynasty, and he did not realize it at all.

Historically, Li Yuanhao's request to go to the border town to play the landscape was not only unguarded by the Great Song Dynasty, but also sent a commissioner to warmly receive and entertain this "distinguished guest".

Carefully showed Li Yuanhao the magnificent mountains and rivers of the Great Song Dynasty, eating, drinking and playing, showing off, look, our Great Song Dynasty is beautiful, rich, and awesome.

And Li Yuanhao, who laughed through the fool who underestimated the enemy, reconnoitred the military details of the Great Song Dynasty, and swaggered back to prepare for the war.

This history must not be allowed to repeat itself.

So, Fang Zhongyong wrote that passage.

However, Zhao Zhen smiled, and the other party Zhong Yong said as if he explained: "My Great Song Dynasty is a big country, a state of etiquette, and it is normal for me to want to come and travel and see it, why should I be so close to the enemy?" ”

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhongyong bowed slightly, saluted Zhao Zhen, and began to talk to Zhao Zhen about the gathering of Western Xia military forces in recent years:

"Three years ago, the party army totaled more than 100,000 people, and in the past three years, the party has overthrown the Uighurs, Tibet, and reorganized the army, and now, Li Yuanhao has an army of 500,000 people.

These 500,000 troops have also changed the original primitive grassland cavalry plundering and sneak attack combat methods, and have been divided into five types: Iron Harrier, Capture Army, Wei Rong Army, Poxi Army, and Bang Linglang according to their functions.

The Iron Harrier, also known as the 'Iron Forest', was the most elite unit of the Western Xia cavalry, equipped with the most sophisticated horses, armor and the most capable soldiers, a total of 3,000 people, divided into ten teams, every 300 people and 900 horses for a combat group, in the chaos of the war, they played a role in killing.

The capture army is Li Yuanhao's original army, which is specially used to rob the enemy people, just like the Khitan army, and this army, with 100,000 people, is dedicated to plundering good people."