Xie Song's eyes flickered, "Brother Cao, where is that fine work?"

Cao Qingyun said in a low voice: "In the city, Lao Zhao and I don't dare to let go at all, and we send people to keep an eye on it day and night."

Xie Song bowed his head, "Brother Cao, don't worry, I will definitely solve this problem properly."

Cao Qingyun looked back with a smile, "General Xie, why don't you come?" I'm in town."

The border pass was bitterly cold, and even the general's mansion looked rough, Gu Mingchao meticulously closed all the windows, sat down and looked at Xie Songzhao, "The situation in Northern Xinjiang is far more chaotic than you and I expected, everyone seems to be in the same camp, and they all want to expand the territory, but this side is not as easy as Dongzhou."

Xie Song looked at the map on the table, "Dongzhou has Shaoyou and Qi Ye, and you can trust your life. What we have here is the old family and the human heart, the sustenance of the old love, and if I make a mistake, these things will be reflected on me."

Gu Mingchao rubbed the red rope with his fingertips and approached Xie Songzhao slightly, "It will take more than half a year now, I ......

Xie Song looked at him, his eyes could be regarded as gentle, but the words he said still made Gu Mingchao sad, "Ming Dynasty, the purpose of my coming here is to ease the atmosphere between them, this matter, I can't think of anyone else except me."

Gu Mingchao's shoulders slowly relaxed, "People are sophisticated, you are good at it."

Xie Songzhao always seemed to have an endless letter in his sleeve, "Ming Dynasty, Your Majesty has a letter, you read it to me."

Gu Mingchao glanced lightly at a clump of bamboo outlined on the letterhead, "He asked you to help choose the mausoleum, and the title that the Ministry of Rites chose for me."

Xie Songzhao stared at the imperial mausoleum on the outskirts of Beijing, "This ...... This ......."

Gu Mingchao looked at him with a smile, "I didn't expect it."

Xie Songzhao laughed, "Indeed, ......" and sighed again, "Show me your title."

Gu Mingchao suppressed the letter, "You give me one, by the way, think about the words again, and I can take the words next year."

Xie Songzhao took out a piece of paper from his chest that had been folded over and over again, "You say? I've been thinking about you all the time."

Gu Mingchao leaned over to see it, and the full sheet of paper was drawn so that only two words remained, and he read softly: "Pingzhang - sit in the court and ask, hang the arch Pingzhang."

Xie Song tapped the words below, "Ting'an, I prefer this."

"That's it." Gu Mingchao answered without hesitation.

Xie Songzhao sighed, "What about you? Do you like that?"

Gu Mingchao got up and went to get paper and ink, "Let's reply."

Xie Song lit up Emperor Jiayou's letter, worried, Emperor Jiayou would really give him a problem, the emperor's mausoleum and the title of the marquis, according to the regulations, he is just a marquis, where does he have the right......

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he slowly sat up straight, looking at Gu Mingchao grinding across from him, but the thoughts in his heart became more firm.

Gu Mingchao stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, "What are you thinking?"

Xie Songzhao smiled dryly, "No."

Gu Mingchao licked the pen and handed it to him, "I don't like the ones selected by the Title Ceremony Department, the title is the word Dingpingzhang, and the word Ting'an." How?"

Xie Songzhao touched the jade buckle in his hand, "Okay. You go and check the details of the contact between the city and Pei Qin, we will only stay here for one night, and tomorrow we will enter the northern frontier, and we will not be able to think about it anymore."

Gu Mingchao gave some cuffs, "Okay, you can sleep when you are sleepy." The food here is not good, I'll come back and cook it."

Xie Song bowed his head and wrote back to Emperor Jiayou.

"Brother, I'm in?" Xie Haonan knocked on the door.

Xie Song covered up the letter, "Come in."

"Brother, I've been in Northern Xinjiang for nearly a year and a half, and everyone in Northern Xinjiang looks at my uncle's face, and they have a good face for me." Xie Haonan took off his cloak and put it on the screen, and couldn't wait to turn in.

Xie Songzhao folded the list full of words and put it into the mezzanine on his chest, "Father's face can last so long because Yandu has not yet attacked Northern Xinjiang, and my father's death has made Yandu and balance reach a wonderful balance. Now is the time to upset the balance."

"Why? Brother, if the northern Xinjiang is strangled by Yandu

Hold your throat, that's ......," Xie Haonan said urgently.

Xie Songzhao knocked down the case lightly, "Now Yandu is merciful to all places, because the authority I exert on behalf of His Majesty is enough."

Xie Haonan withdrew his hand on the desk and knelt down in a proper manner.

Xie Songzhao pointed at Yutu unhurriedly and said, "Why is Your Majesty Dongzhou tolerant? Because the eldest princess is here, why doesn't His Majesty Fuyang restrain her? Because the lord of Liujing is here. Why is Northern Xinjiang? Because I, the orphan of Duke Wu Ning, is his cronies, and I am still doing things for him."

Xie Haonan lowered his head, what Xie Songzhao said was something he hadn't considered, and the words that were now being spread in Northern Xinjiang were all military generals who had finally overwhelmed the momentum of civilian officials, so Xie Songzhao's arrival made them look forward to it, if they knew that the people who came didn't want to make the ministers strong, but wanted to lock the northern Xinjiang and hand over the key to the emperor in Tianyun, would these people still be obedient?

Xie Song pressed the fox fur, "You must know that the Xie family is a minister, a family, what is a family? It is the support of the prosperity of the world and the bone of the chaos of the world."

Xie Haonan looked up at him, not daring to reply.

Xie Songzhao turned the map in the direction of Xie Haonan, "Look, it's wartime, Your Majesty is gracious, and when the world is stable, these rights, which minister can hold them steadily?" Can you hold it? Who wants to be this out of the woods? Who wants to carry the reputation of a powerful minister? Your Majesty is the Majesty chosen by all the people of the world, whether it is a courtier or a common man." Chinese Net

Xie Haonan said softly, "Brother, Northern Xinjiang...... It's no longer the northern Xinjiang of the past. Everyone has their own mind. Things to do...... With all due respect, I put myself in their shoes and I don't think there's anything wrong with them."

Xie Songzhao sneered, "You don't think it's wrong, it's just that you feel that the generals have earned glory from birth and death, but they still have to be feared, so you feel cold. But the Chengde Dynasty is over, and now it is the Jiayou Dynasty, and the current king is wise and benevolent, and he is the Majesty of the world!"

Xie Haonan was not convinced, "Brother, we have not seen this king, just by your words, should we give our lives?" Isn't that foolishness?"

Xie Songzhao replied calmly, "There is nothing wrong with your sympathy or pity, but you have committed a big taboo, you have forgotten the family rules and ancestral teachings. What is the third one? Do you remember?"

"If the king loses his virtue, he can find the capable person to replace him; If you are mediocre, you can retreat from the rivers and lakes, or reluctantly support it; If Jun Rende is discarded because of a blind eye, he will not be allowed to enter the office......" Xie Haonan carried it to the end, his face was already red.

Xie Songzhao handed him the water in his hand, "The generals in Northern Xinjiang are not feared at all because of their monstrous power, where do they get their power? There are so many soldiers in the northern frontier, and the power has long been divided into pieces."

Xie Haonan didn't know where to put his eyes, so he could only rest on the map.

Xie Songzhao's throat was a little dry, there was no water in his hand, and he coughed for a while, "Ahem...... The reason why I want Yandu to control the northern frontier is that no part of the country should be divided in any way." After a pause, he continued, "Second, the fundamental reason why Northern Xinjiang is much feared is that all the generals in Northern Xinjiang want to support their own troops and try in vain to force the king to recognize their merits. Also, the general is supposed to defend the country, if even they want to split the country, then what is the role of the general?"

Xie Haonan lowered his head, Xie Songzhao stuffed the jade buckle that slipped out back into his sleeve, and said softly, "All rights must be returned to Your Majesty, otherwise the world will face a greater disaster."

"It's my fault for this matter, I've been staying for a long time, and I haven't thought about jumping out to take a look." Xie Haonan looked left and right, didn't see the cup, looked at the water that had been drunk in his hand, and could only shout out to Gui Hong to bring the water in.

Xie Songzhao waved his hand, "No...... Ahem...... Let me ask you, what is the credit of Northern Xinjiang in recent years?"

Xie Haonan took the water, "It's to guard the border."

Xie Songzhao sipped his saliva, "That's right, it's the qualifications that are boiling on the edge of the guard, and it took the generals half their lives to climb to this position, and it may just be a scribbled stroke in the history books in the future, so they desperately want to come out."

Xie Haonan shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's not easy, once the taste of power in your hands is used, I'm afraid no one is willing to give it up. Especially the power of the minutiae."

"Solved. Right now

Cook ...... for you" Gu Mingchao patted the snow on his clothes, and the moment he saw Xie Haonan, his voice stopped abruptly.

Xie Songzhao beckoned, "Ming Dynasty, come and listen together."

Xie Haonan arched his hand, "Master Hou."

Gu Mingchao glanced at Xie Songzhao and replied, "Little general."

Xie Haonan had already gotten the answer he wanted, and asked puzzledly, "Brother, what are you listening to?"

Xie Songzhao pointed to the northern frontier on the map and said, "Ming Dynasty, tell me, why did I come to northern Xinjiang?"

This question had plagued Gu Mingchao for countless days and nights, but now he said it in a steady voice, "Because Northern Xinjiang is the northern gate of the Great Zhou, there are tigers and wolves here all the year round, and the soldiers must work together with the king, and there must be a unified dispatch and direction. The northern frontier is a place for soldiers, and if the king does not hold the rope in his own hands, then sooner or later things will change."

Xie Song looked at his head, "What about you? Do you understand now?"

Xie Haonan bowed, "Junior brother has already understood, if the king can't take back the power in the northern frontier, then there may be a war here, causing the country to fall apart, and even recreate the situation of chaos and chaos."

Xie Songzhao was a little tired, "You go, if you really can't turn over these things, it's better to go home."

Xie Haonan arched his hand, "The younger brother still wants to watch his brother subdue Qiuzi, and he also wants to do his best to contribute to the Zhongxing of the Great Zhou. I haven't thought about it yet."

Xie Songzhao nodded, "Okay, let's go."

Gu Mingchao got up and took the mattress and folded it into pieces, and put it behind Xie Songzhao's back, "Lean on, squint for a while." I'll tell you about the situation outside when I'm eating."

Xie Songzhao leaned back, and a mattress was added to his body, and he fell asleep groggyly.

I slept until the evening, and the snow fruit of Jiao Xueguan floated down lightly, as its name suggests, and hid in the heart of the red plum blossom.

Gu Mingchao set up the dishes and chopsticks, Xie Songzhao frowned, his nose fluttered, "...... What smells good?"

"Drink water and moisten it." Gu Mingchao brought water to his mouth.

People who have just woken up are inevitably sad, Xie Songzhao has been pulling the rice for a while, his eyes are staring at the dishes, but he doesn't move the chopsticks. Gu Mingchao familiarly served him vegetables, "I have found out that the detailed work is related to Pei Qin, and it is a two-party reselling news."

Xie Songzhao nodded sleepily, "You deal with it...... I guess Naritai and her brother should have arrived at the Mongol court."

Gu Mingchao looked at the dripping eyes, "It's almost. I thought you would kill one of their siblings, but you only killed their retinue."

Xie Songzhao ate the small half bowl and put it down, "Give a reason, but you have to send a step."

Gu Mingchao served him half a bowl of soup, "Drink, you can take the medicine later tonight." Wait for the news to come back to you before you go to sleep."

The sound of the white pigeon pecking at the ground came, and Gui Hong came in with the pigeon, "Master Hou, there is an accident in the south again."