The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 225
Faced with Zhong Jinhui's urging, Liu Xiyuan took a leisurely peck before slowly opening his mouth: "After Prince Xirong and Princess Xirong enter the Imperial College, you can find a few people to pretend to be servants of Xirong, and go to the Imperial College to promise them The benefits of money and power, wouldn’t it be enough to lure and tempt?”

"Just for the sake of realism, the gold and silver investment in the early stage should not be small. It only depends on how much you can get back later."

Liu Xiyuan said lightly, but Zhong Jinhui shook his head.

"Not quite."

Zhong Jinhui said, "This is indeed a solution, but if you let the students know about it afterwards, wouldn't you feel that you have been humiliated?"

"Then don't let them know."

Liu Xiyuan said, "The princes and princesses of Xirong are going to enter the Imperial College. Even if someone finds out the clues, they can blame them. As long as you find that these people are too different from the people of Xirong, someone will suspect it. You can also insist that you don’t know about this matter. Anyway, the results of this assessment are not disclosed to the students, and you can just find an excuse afterwards, and you will get rid of those black sheep.”

When Zhong Jinhui thought about it, it seemed the same thing happened, and he became happy again. After drinking two glasses of wine, he began to mutter again: "You said such a simple method, why didn't I think of it?"

"You worry too much, so naturally you think complicated."

Liu Xiyuan said sincerely.

Zhong Jinhui shook his head, looked at Liu Xiyuan with eyes that were a little foggy, and said, "I'm not as shameless as you."

"..."

Liu Xiyuan was speechless, and sneered for a moment of silence, "Compared to your ability to cross rivers and tear down bridges, students feel ashamed."

Zhong Jinhui looked at him, moved his lips, and cursed: "You ungrateful brat! You are not picky at all when you ridicule people? Did you say that about your mentor?"

After scolding, Zhong Jinhui held the wine bottle and sighed again, "Although you are annoying, but if you really leave, I may not be used to it."

"You said you, why did you invite yourself to be the magistrate of Yuhuai County? Stay in the court and take over from me in three years, won't you?"

Zhong Jinhui scolded Liu Xiyuan, "I was still thinking that you boy finally came to be an official, and I could retire in style later, resigned from office and went back to drink with Lao Yuan and the others. It turned out that you didn't live up to it, it really pissed me off! "

"The students have offended Prime Minister Xu, even if they stay in the court, they will be targeted everywhere."

Liu Xiyuan said, "It's better to ask yourself to stay away from the court and be at ease. Both Jin Ming and Fu Yu are in the southwest area, and I can take care of each other when I go. Besides..."

As he said that, Liu Xiyuan's voice lowered, "The current sage will eventually abdicate. If he can make friends with King Duan during this trip, he will have time to return to court in the future."

Zhong Jinhui was startled, and asked: "Since you want to support King Duan, why do you offend Xu Xiangfeng? Xu Xiangfeng is the grandfather of King Duan and the leader of King Duan's party. If you offend him, will you still be able to win favor with King Duan in the future? "

Liu Xiyuan took a look at Zhong Jinhui and shook his head: "Teacher, you have been in power for many years, don't you understand the balance of power and tactics? The Xu family has controlled the scientific research for many years, and the current kings of all dynasties have tried their best to let the Xu family's power in the court slightly There is restraint. Now that the Xu family has no successors, it is a good time to take back the power of the Xu family."

"However, a hundred years before Xu Xiang, after the new emperor ascended the throne, it would not be possible for Xu Xiang to say it all. Someone needs to check and balance him. But most of the people in the court are afraid of Xu Xiang's identity. So I want to become a holy master If you want to check and balance Xu Xiang's chess, you can't be someone who is afraid of Xu Xiang."

Liu Xiyuan took a deep look at Zhong Jinhui, and said, "Today's court incident was not just a moment of student's whim. The teacher should know that the student was called into the palace a few days ago, right?"

Zhong Jinhui came to a sudden: "Is it the order of the Holy One?"

Liu Xiyuan nodded.

"The three counties of Yuhuai, Huailin, and Zhangyu are not as prosperous as the commercial and trade areas of Lausanne City, but they are economic fortresses in the southwest. Now the treasury is empty, the military losses in the western border are serious, and the interior of the southern border is empty. The Holy Majesty wants us to Re-open the sea trade, revitalize the western border with the three towns."

Liu Xiyuan confided to Zhong Jinhui in a low voice, "Western borders are at a serious loss, and eastern borders are filled with troops in the south. If the two borders cannot be brought together as soon as possible, the northern borders will dominate. The Holy One is probably afraid of suppressing the northern marquis and becoming a The next Li Dingshan."

Zhong Jinhui smacked his lips when he heard that.

"It's not easy to be an emperor!"

Zhong Jinhui grumbled and complained, "I'm exhausted from winding around."

"I'd better take care of my etiquette department, and wait for someone to take over one day, so Ma Liuer resigns and goes back."

Zhong Jinhui said, but changed the topic again, "I only hope that the prince and princess of Xirong will arrive quickly, and finish the peace talks and assessments as soon as possible. If nothing happens, I will be Amitabha."

Seeing Zhong Jinhui's head full of lawsuits, Liu Xiyuan couldn't laugh or cry, and comforted him with words: "Didn't the Holy Majesty say that the envoys from Xirong will arrive soon? No matter how procrastinated, the peace talks can be settled in a month or two."

"What's coming tomorrow!"

When Zhong Jinhui heard Liu Xiyuan say this, he complained more and more, "As early as when a group of people in the court hall were yelling, they had already arrived at the post house outside Shili Pavilion in Kangdu City. If you really want to enter the city, this afternoon It’s here. I have to drag it, saying that the scenery in the suburbs is good, and I want to enjoy it. There’s a lot of shit!”

"Stagnation in the outskirts?"

Liu Xiyuan frowned, "The condition of the suburban posthouse is rough, and the guards are weak. If something happens, I'm afraid it's hard to say."

"Who says it's not? But if they don't come to Beijing, can we force them to come here?"

Zhong Jinhui drank from the bottle until his face turned red and his neck was thick, but he didn't let go. He complained vaguely, "I can only let the guards in Beijing guard it."

"Aren't you worried?"

Liu Xiyuan took a look at Zhong Jinhui, who was obviously drunk, and was very worried about his stink of being able to get drunk at critical moments.

"If you have wine today and get drunk today, maybe you won't be able to drink it tomorrow."

Zhong Jinhui shook his head and sighed, "This peace talk is not that easy."

He raised his neck and drank the wine, then Zhong Jinhui said to Liu Xiyuan again with his tongue out, "Don't you just leave Beijing in two days? I will leave it to you to receive the envoys in these two days, so keep an eye on it. I managed to bring you to the Ministry of Rites, and you will leave after patting your ass, how can it be so easy?"

Before leaving, Liu Xiyuan, who was arranged by his teacher to do things while packing his bags, couldn't laugh or cry at his teacher's rascal behavior, but he didn't intend to refute him.

Left and right, he also wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd for Prince Xirong who had to stop in the suburbs.

In the posthouse in the suburbs of Beijing, Ayhan, the prince of Xirong, retreated from the crowd, walked towards the uninvited guest who appeared in the house, and put his hand on the handle of the scimitar.

(End of this chapter)