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In May, Jin Guo went to Beijing, an ordinary summer.

In the fields on both sides of the country road, the peasants and the heavens rushed to work on the ridges, and the woman with a cloth towel on her head raised her body to look at the road.

The convoy was moving along the country road, the curtains of the carriage rolled up, and they looked out at the swaying green field, and there were children running over from the field of vision, and the field in the distance was busy.

"It's beautiful... It is as beautiful as a mountain covered in snow and ice. Behind the curtain was a twilight face, and the beard was already white, and only one of the eyes was cloudy.

After a moment, he lowered the curtain, and the view passed behind him. The long queue spread, the flag waved in the wind, the carriage swayed, the one-eyed old wolf in the car, who was already in the twilight, was still as strong as a black bear, maybe it was too hot, the round hat of the mink tail was taken off by him and gently put aside, and his eyes looked through the curtain to see the blurred outline of the green field.

"Zong Wang and Zong Gan are obsessed with the throne, and there are always disputes, if they are children of ordinary families, it doesn't matter, but they are royal families, princes, and proud sons...... Not worrying..."

The old man who was talking was none other than the regent and the generalissimo of the Jurchens, Wanyan Zonghan, who was in his fifties this year, and his burned face had scars of past honor.

In the carriage, he nodded to the young man whose Jurchen name was Zhen Liduo, "What Uncle Huang said is true, but the method of thinking about the court of the Wu Dynasty is also good, the young and the young are orderly, and the elders are also good considerations." ”

"It was picked up by the scholars of the Wu Dynasty, how can my Jurchen be so elegant?" Wanyan Zonghan smiled, retracted his gaze from the outside, and had some remembrance, "Running for his life in the poor mountains and bad waters, who can catch prey to feed his family, he is powerful, respected by everyone, and he is also a candidate for women to quietly climb into the tent... So, on the one hand, there is a new atmosphere, and on the other hand, there is a tradition, which is difficult. ”

The old man looked at the other party, "You, although you are brothers, you don't have to lobby in front of me for Zong Gan, it should be his, sooner or later, it's just that Zong Gan's body is not angry..."

Yan Liduo is Wanyan Zongrao lowered his head: "The eldest brother was also accidentally infected when the plague occurred in Datong last year, fortunately, the imperial doctor in the palace has excellent medical skills, but he also left the root of the disease, but it was also for the Jin Kingdom." ”

"I know-" staring at him for a moment, Wanyan Zonghan looked outside again, "It's raining....." Outside the carriage, the rain crackled down, and in a blink of an eye, it poured down, and the figures who were panicked and sheltered from the rain could be seen everywhere in the fields.

“...... This autumn will be a good time for the harvest. He moved his lips slightly, and more than floated in, and landed on his face, cold.

On this rainy day, the team marched into Shangjing and entered the palace all the way.

The torrential rain fell on the imperial city, filling the water vapor, and the rain curtain was woven under the eaves, and the drainage under the eaves gathered a small river to flow.

The palace maid who was hiding from the rain shrunk her neck and stood outside carefully, and she didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.

Smack-

The one-man-tall porcelain was pushed to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

"When did we Jurchens decorate the façade with these things? As the eldest son of the emperor, if you don't want to work hard for the same thing, do your best to save face, and make it convenient for you to interact with those merchants of the Wu Dynasty, you are not afraid that you will be sold by them in the future?" someone stood in front of a pile of rags and roared at the figure on the empty imperial steps.

"What do you know... Zongwang: You have always had a strategy, but that is on the battlefield, governing the country... We have only been out of the white mountains and black waters for a few years? Do we have to rely on those old ministers of the Liao State to govern their former lands? But where do you learn it? You have to learn it from our enemies, that's what my father taught us brothers to hunt and say, and now that I think about it, it's not useless to use it at this point, ahem-"

On the royal steps, Wanyan Sect said something very dryly, coughed violently, and his face was flushed.

Between the two, the younger figure is in the middle of the reconciliation, on one side is the second brother whom he has always respected, he has always learned from the other party about the war, and on the other side is his eldest brother, who is knowledgeable, and is also the eldest son of the emperor of the Jin country, logically speaking, he will be the emperor of the Jin country in the future, but now the two have become the trend of fire and water, and if they want to reconcile in the middle, I am afraid that only the imperial uncle can do it.

Calculating the time, it was almost time for him to arrive.

"Wushu! you go away-" Wanyan Zongwang pushed away Wanyan Zongbi who was blocking beside him, and squeezed the other party to walk up the imperial steps without a dragon chair, "I want to wake up this bastard who doesn't know the hardships of his ancestors." ”

Wanyan Zonggan held the golden pillar of the imperial ladder and nodded, "It's you who is not sober, the mountain lion camel! Let this younger brother of this king have a long memory and know what it means to call the eldest brother a father!"

Behind the temple pillar on the right side below the imperial steps, a figure flashed, with a wide face and a wide mouth, two temples like a lion's mane, a burly and tall figure, walking over with bare hands, holding his fists: "King Song has offended——"

The voice fell, and suddenly it was a stride, and a punch slammed over.

"Afraid of you?"

Here, pushing Zong Bi's body away, Wanyan Zongwang kicked over, the center of his foot against the opponent's fist, and in the hall, only a muffled sound was heard, and the whole person instantly bounced away and took a few steps back.

The soles of his feet rubbed against the ground, and when he raised his face, he glared at each other with red eyes, "Awesome, let's do it again-"

As he spoke, he had to swing his fist. At this moment, the door of the palace was pushed open, and the sound of torrential rain came in, and Wanyan Zonghan's figure appeared at the door, and Long Ting came in with a tiger step.

Wanyan Zongwang put down his clenched fist, stared at the figure on the imperial stairs fiercely, turned around and strode out.

"Zongwang!" the old man spoke, stretched out his hand to stop the figure, but the other party avoided it, did not answer, and walked straight out of the temple gate.

Inside, Wanyan Zonggan walked down from the imperial stairs and waved his hand carelessly, "Uncle, don't care about him, a puppet... I only know that the money and food in the inner house of the Jin Kingdom are almost gone..."

Wanyan Zonghan nodded, but still looked back in the direction of the palace gate, sighed, and then, the imperial nephew in front of him invited him to discuss some of this year's state affairs....

.......

Outside the palace, it was raining heavily, and the angry figure walked out of the palace in the rain, and got into the carriage, and when the carriage slowly left, "Ahhhh

A punch hammered the low table.

In fact, he felt isolated... What does it mean to be an isolated prince? The rainstorm crackled on the carport, and after a while, someone knocked on the carriage.

The curtain was lifted in a corner, and a letter was stuffed in.

Wanyan Zonghan unfolded the paper suspiciously, and the handwriting that came into his eyes was like this: "Deputy Marshal of the Jin Kingdom, Wanyan Prince personally opened, a certain is Bai Ning, the commander of the East Factory of the Wu Dynasty, will get married soon, if there is nothing to do in the country, you can come to watch the ceremony..... only you and I have a personal relationship..."

He asked the people waiting outside the car, "Who sent this letter, but did it send it to anyone else?"

The messenger waited in the house for a reply, and according to the man's account, only a wedding invitation was sent to the marshal. ”

Then, the paper is crumpled in the palm of your hand.

"Bai Ning... Wu Dynasty... Personal friendship... What did he have in mind?" Zong Wang looked at the crumpled paper on his palm, "..... Zong Gan... You isolate me... It may not be possible for outsiders to isolate this king, try it..."

There was anger in his voice.

PS: There is still only one change today, sort out the content of this volume, and resume two changes tomorrow.