"Wechen has been taught!"

Wu Qingzhong was not a pedantic person, so he slowly understood what Ye Yu meant.

He was originally from the bottom grass, and he naturally knew a lot about the ability of the low-level officials.

Those noble Jinshi Zhixian who have read poetry and books are not even as good as a local scribe with deep qualifications in dealing with people's livelihood matters.

An official who can't do things, even if he is a jinshi and the first honest and honest official, it is just a corpse and a vegetarian meal and nothing to do.

"It's good that you understand, it's not black and white in this world."

Seeing that Wu Qingzhong no longer doubted, Ye Yu put his heart down, although he was very confident in Wu Qingzhong, he was still worried that the acid rot honed by ten years of cold windows would become the source of Wu Qingzhong's fatal fall in the future.

Ye Yu has never dared to make drastic changes to subvert the official system of the Great Song Dynasty, and now he has put Wu Qingzhong in this position to prepare for the implementation of the new official system in the future.

Whether it is Fan Zhongyan's Qingli New Deal, or Wang Anshi's reform and reform, as well as Ye Yu's half-finished reform of the official system, they are just tinkering with the original structure.

Although this kind of repair can play a certain role in a short period of time, it also accumulates more drawbacks and cracks.

"Actually, what I just asked, my intention is not to do this, but to talk about your marriage, Brother Wu. I've heard that many matchmakers have been stepping on the threshold of your mansion recently. ”

When Ye Yu said this, he smiled slyly: "My princes can make soy sauce, how many years older than me, isn't it time to think about lifelong events?" ”

"Soy sauce ......"

"Ahem, don't care about these details, I, as a leader, need to care about the singleness of my subordinates." Ye Yu waved his hand to hide his gaffe, and looked at Wu Qingzhong expectantly, "If there is a favorite candidate, I can give you a marriage matchmaker!" ”

When Wu Qingzhong heard this, he immediately said with a smile: "Weichen is dedicated to national affairs and has never been ......."

"Pedantic!" Ye Yu looked like he hated iron but not steel, "Confucianism has a cloud of etiquette, self-cultivation and Qi family rule the country and level the world, it can be seen that there is no conflict between becoming a family and governing the country." ”

"Uh......, Your Majesty has always been not good at Confucianism, why do you ...... etiquette at this moment?"

Seeing that Wu Qingzhong didn't dare to say it directly, Ye Yu took over: "I have never opposed Confucianism, Confucianism has been inherited for more than a thousand years, and naturally has its merits, however, if it becomes a minion of the worm, and even more so pushes it to the altar, then it is contrary to the study of the sage." ”

"If you still don't have a favorite person, then I will be the master for you." Ye Yu stood up as he spoke, and came to the window with his hands behind his back, "The envoys of Western Liao will arrive in the capital in a few days, and I will make a will to handle the marriage for you." ”

"Your Majesty, this matter is absolutely inappropriate, the Liao envoy's visit to the court to pay tribute and make peace is a major matter of diplomatic relations between the two countries, how can it ...... How can you ......?"

As soon as Wu Qingzhong heard Ye Yu's words, he was already shocked that he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and suddenly he was sweating finely.

Regarding the matter of the envoys of the Western Liao coming to the court, Wu Qingzhong, as a minister of the court, naturally knew about it, and it was precisely because he knew about this matter that he felt very surprised and frightened.

This time, the Western Liao sent envoys to the Song Dynasty, which was not only forced to pay tribute, but also related to the peaceful and pro-friendly relations between the two countries.

"How can it be? The royal princess of Xiliao, isn't she worthy of a martial brother? ”

For the Liao State that migrated to the Xinjiang region, Ye Yu also habitually called it Western Liao, just like later historians.

When Wu Qingzhong heard this, he hurriedly pulled off his robe and knelt down: "Weichen doesn't dare!" Weichen is just a courtier of the Great Song Dynasty, and the object of Liao's peace this time is His Majesty......"

"It turns out that you are worried about this, then you don't have to be like this, since it is the Liao State that takes the initiative and is pro, then the initiative is here with me."

After Ye Yu learned that Wu Qingzhong was worried, he couldn't help but glare at the other party, and said in his heart I don't even dare to accept your sister-in-law, how can I take in the princess of Xiliao who I don't know?

"Brother Wu, since you are not married, you might as well hug a beauty first!"

"This ......" Wu Qingzhong raised his eyes and looked at the windowsill, and saw Ye Yu looking at him meaningfully, and immediately took care of each other, so he gave up his hand, "Your Majesty, Weichen obeys the order!" ”

"Good! It seems that my trip was not in vain! ”

Seeing that Wu Qingzhong agreed, Ye Yu's mood improved a lot, and then the two of them had a bit of leisure, and Ye Yu didn't get up and leave until nightfall.

During this period, Ye Yu wanted to talk about Wu Qingyin several times, but in the end he swallowed the words back.

In fact, he really wanted to ask about Wu Qingyin's current situation, and remind Wu Qingzhong, as an elder brother, that he should care about his sister's lifelong affairs.

However, after all, it is a family matter of the martial family, and it is difficult for him as an outsider to participate, and Ye Yu also knows that the root of this matter is here.

So until he left the Martial Mansion, he never opened this mouth.

After sending Ye Yu's car away, Wu Qingzhong turned back to the mansion, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Wu Qingyin under the eaves of the corridor.

"Alas, Qingyin, you ......" Wu Qingzhong, who was slowly approaching, couldn't help but sigh when he saw his sister so sad.

However, Wu Qingyin didn't say a word, but silently turned around and left quietly.

"What a wrong, what a wrong!"

Looking at the back of Xiao Suo, who was leaving, Wu Qingzhong, who was in a complicated mood, didn't know what to say.

On the gradually cold streets, the carriage slowly drove towards the imperial city.

Ye Yu in the car closed his eyes and was silent, in addition to reminiscing about Wu Qingzhong's visit to the past, the most important thing was about Xiliao and his relatives.

The current situation in the world has developed to this point, and the Western Liao has long been in decline, and under the joint attack of the Song army and the Tubo, it is even more precarious.

At that time, the orthodox and powerful Liao State was destroyed by the Wanyan clan of the Jin State, and the remnants of the descendants migrated to Xinjiang to continue the national ancestry, but the geographical environment of the barren desert was destined to make it difficult for Western Liao to recast the glory of the past.

In addition, under several confrontations with the Song army, the Liao army lost nearly 300,000 people, and such a huge source of population consumption was unbearable even for the densely populated Great Song Dynasty, not to mention the sparsely populated nomads.

Therefore, Ye Yu was not surprised that the Western Liao sent envoys to pay tribute, but the time when the Western Liao envoys came to Beijing was intriguing.

The horse's hooves clattered silently against the ground.

Suddenly, the wind suddenly rose, and the cold light around pierced through the night, and countless arrows filled the sky, like flying locusts crossing the border and hitting the carriage!

Ding Ding Ding!

The rain of arrows hit the carriage, but there was a crisp metal crashing sound, except for the arrows ** the wooden planks, but none of the arrows penetrated the compartment wall.

After a few breaths, several figures poured into the carriage from the night.

The horses neighed, and the coachman hurriedly drove to accelerate, but the figures scurrying in the night soon blocked the way.

He even shot three arrows in a row to kill the horse pulling the cart!

Whoosh, the three figures moved like lightning, and instantly rushed to the front of the carriage.

The coachman was dedicated to protecting the master, and fearlessly jumped up to meet him, and in a few moments, the three assassins were killed on the spot!

At this moment, a large number of black-clothed assassins had already rushed to the front of the carriage, and taking advantage of the gap when the coachman was tired of coping, two figures instantly rushed onto the carriage, and two steel knives stabbed through the curtain of the carriage! (. Just Love)