The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 155 What you want, what you want, the sky opens up

"Xiao's wontons~thin skin and lots of stuffing, after eating, drink wonton soup, you can feel refreshed all day long!"

"Hubing, the Hubing made by my wife, authentic taste of Western Regions!"

"Calligraphy and painting, you can come and take a look if you don't buy them. There are beautiful portraits of women, don't worry, they are all serious!"

The long street was noisy with people, and the disordered voices spread to the second floor of the restaurant near the street. In the hustle and bustle, Geng Qing stood behind the fence with a wine glass in his hand, looking at the bustling people passing by below.

Behind them are a few tricksters sent by the brothel. The two accompanied Zhu Wen and Xie Tong, and the other three played the tune with pipa and flute in their arms. It contrasted with the noise on the street outside, which was quite different from the tranquility and the hustle and bustle.

"Brother Geng, what are you looking at? Come and have a drink together."

Xie Tong, the scholar over there, apologized to Zhu Wen who was up and down, took the wine glass and walked to Geng Qing's side, greeted him, said something with a smile, looked at the street together, and sighed.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a bustling market."

"Can't you see it from Dengzhou?" Geng Qing touched his wine glass with him, but he also realized that there was a war over there, and those who could escape should have already escaped, and those who couldn't, most of them prepared food and hid at home It is naturally impossible to see the prosperity of the past without going out.

Xie Tong smiled, "It doesn't matter if you can't see it. When I come back to Chang'an, I will feel at ease after taking a look here."

"I can live a comfortable life for a few days, after which brother Xie may have to work hard again."

Geng Qing held the wine glass, pressed his elbows on the fence, leaned over and leaned out, his eyes reflected the figures passing by on the street, and told him the current situation in Chang'an. Huang Chao was in the palace, but someone had already discovered it. No, fortunately, the 50 refugees were resettled one by one.

The rest are private soldiers and a streamlined army. Right now, a group of Shangrang people have begun to suspect that although Wang Bo's death has successfully separated Huang Chao from the original rebel soldiers, it is obviously impossible to do what he expected. not enough.

"It's okay, as long as Huang Chao is in your hands, they won't dare to mess around with you." Xie Tong's face was calm, and he went south with Zhu Wen to Dengzhou. After going through battles, he looked calmer than before. "But it doesn't make any sense to delay this matter any longer."

"Well, I thought so too. A few days ago, I took a letter with me to Shu, and I guess I have already arrived in Hanzhong."

"What are you two talking about? I don't want women in the army, but I want a few brothel tricks. When the man arrives, you two are hiding there. What's the reason? Come here."

While Geng Qing was talking, Zhu Wen at the wine table over there put his arms around the two beautiful girls and waved at them. Immediately, he turned his face left and right, and swallowed the drinks one by one. Walking downstream, the faces of the two tricksters were flushed, coquettish and angry.

"Didn't I think Brother Zhu said that to get rid of Shang Rang? How could I have thought it would be true?"

Geng Qing turned around with a smile, invited the scholar beside him, and walked over with them. After sitting down, he poured wine for the two of them, and waved his sleeves.

The two prostitutes blushed, and got up sensiblely from Zhu Wen's side, dragged their long skirts to the middle, and danced to the sound of silk and bamboo.

Here, Zhu Wen withdrew his somewhat reluctant gaze. He knew that this was about to discuss a serious matter, so he naturally understood clearly, and his eyes fell on Geng Qing.

"What does Prime Minister Geng want to say?"

The wine soaked his lips, Geng Qing put down the cup, looked at Xie Tong, and then looked at Zhu Wen who was on the side.

"The timing is about the same. In half a month, the letter will arrive in Chengdu, Shu. The next step is to gather the army and plot against the court."

Speaking of this, Zhu Wen didn't have the slightest expression on his face, he just sipped his drink. In fact, regarding the whole matter, when he was in Dengzhou, he had already heard the counselor Xie Tong mention it. The blessing of being an extremely human minister, and it was also the case when Geng Qing successfully put the emperor under house arrest.

However, on the way back, he learned from Xie Tong that the next step was to surrender to Tang Ting.Zhu Wen played with the blue and white cup in his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Zhu raised troops with His Majesty for more than five years. There is friendship. After finally conquering Chang'an, the brothers want to enjoy peace and happiness, but Zhu wants to turn to Tang Ting. It really has turned a circle."

"It's just the situation."

Geng Qing tapped the tabletop, and raised his hand to sweep around, "Huang Chao's ability to come to this day is a bit heroic, but it is more due to the selfishness of the governors of the towns, and they did not try their best to destroy them, but Tang Ting is still orthodox, and the nine states of the world are still surnamed." Li, Brother Zhu, you are far away in Dengzhou, but you also know that Zheng Tian’s Fengxiang Army is in the west, Tuoba Sigong is in the northwest, Wang Chongrong, Li Keyong, and Zhuge Shuang are in the north, and the east is What? The soldiers and horses from the south that you have blocked are only for a while, how long can Chang'an last when these armies converge?"

"Zhu knows what you said."

"The Qi court was newly established, and some of my efforts in it were actually just to make the people in the city feel better and to restrain the rebel soldiers who had not changed their thieves. Now the refugees have begun to settle down, and the streamlining of soldiers and horses is about to be put on the agenda. There are a lot of obstacles, Brother Zhu will have to contribute at that time, I have already written Brother Zhu's name in the letter to Tang Ting."

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Zhu Wen was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "If it were another time, or when Huang Chao was in power, Geng Qing's actions would definitely make him furious, and even take him down and drag him to the palace.

But the situation in Chang'an, he is not a fool, how can he not understand, he has been in the rebel army for many years, in order to stand out and glorify the lintel, now the situation Tang Ting still has a deep background, and on the Qi side, the general of the rebel army entered Chang'an In this bustling place, many people no longer have the killing spirit that put their heads in their crotches.

Once a group of people who survived by fighting lose their momentum, the rest are just waiting to perish.

With the crisp and moving chords and clear throat, Zhu Wen was silent for a while as Geng Qing's words fell. After weighing the pros and cons, he nodded in agreement.

"This matter, Zhu is also optimistic. There is Prime Minister Geng in the court, and I, Zhu, outside. If there is any change, I will clear up hidden dangers for you."

Xie Tong sat in the vice seat, nodded his head, and praised from time to time, "Du Yuhou, this kind of thing is rare in a hundred years. Once the emperor of the Li family returns to Chang'an to take back his power, it will be light to be appointed as a marquis, let alone the rebel army." The road we traveled back then was almost completely devoid of human habitation, and I will do this. It can be regarded as conforming to the will of the people."

The matter was almost settled, and there was no point in talking about it any further. After a few glasses of wine, the three of them went downstairs. Zhu Wen and Geng Qing walked in front, crossed the threshold with a smile, and their faces suddenly became serious.

"What important thing is Du Yuhou thinking of?" Sensing that something was wrong, Geng Qing turned his head to look at him.

With solemn eyes, Zhu Wen looked at Geng Qing and nodded.

"I can't be in a hurry to do that, but there is one thing I haven't done right now. There are still a few women in my tent. Why don't Geng Xiangzhen go with Zhu to try something new? Judging by his figure and appearance, he must be very skilled in bed. "

"Brother Zhu is worrying."

It turned out to be this matter, Geng Qing looked at Dachun who was waiting over there, waved his hand with a dumbfounded smile, and pointed to the waiting carriage, "I'm busy with my life, if I don't finish this matter, I don't feel at ease. What mood to have fun."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have time, I'll send you one or two, but I'll give you one after playing."

Chatted some gossips along the way, watched Geng Qing get into the chariot, Zhu Wen then got on the horseback, bowed his hands to the young man in the curtain and bid farewell. After watching the other party go away, the smile on his face faded, attracting Xie Tong.

"Go and bring the tricksters in the building back to the barracks."

"Is this to take home to enjoy?"

Zhu Wen sat on the horseback, looked coldly at the women who were coming down from the second floor and were chatting in the lobby, "They know too much."

After finishing speaking, he reined in the reins, turned the horse's head around, and led the guards to the mansion in the city.

The setting sun rushes across the city, streets and alleys like a tide.

The carriage with the soldiers drove through the neighborhoods and stopped at Yong'an Square. The former Wang's house had become a temporary camp for more than a hundred soldiers, rushing to the courtyard diagonally opposite at any time.

Geng Qing got off the carriage and sent the guards back to the opposite house to rest. When he opened the courtyard door and entered, dinner was already prepared at home. Seeing his son coming back, Wang Jinqiu poked his head out and said that it was time for dinner, and asked him to wash up.

"Mom, I won't eat it, I've already eaten it outside."

As he said that, Geng Qing pushed the old man Geng and walked around the courtyard a few times. The old man looked at the front and somehow knew what was going on in his son's mind, and he didn't ask intentionally. He just talked about what happened at home, occasionally A few dirty words that are often spoken at the entrance of the village made Geng Qing chuckle.

"It's been so long since you've been out, dad misses Geng's Village, right?"

"I think, but wherever your mother and daughter are, that's home, and when home is there, dad doesn't think about anything."

The old man Geng looked at the old wife who was busy at the stove, the well-behaved Qiao Niang, the well-educated Bai Yunxiang, and the Dachun who was bragging to Dou Wei on the stool, and then he was dragged away by his father by pinching his ears.

The old man suddenly coughed twice, quickly suppressed it, and smiled, "Zhuzi, you are not young, should you ask for a wife? You see, daddy's hands are still empty, you have to give me a big grandson hug .”

"Wait until the busy work is over. After a while." Geng Qing also laughed along with his father.

While the father and son were talking, Wang Jinqiu came out of the kitchen with a wooden spoon, yelled to him and his son to eat, and immediately came over, took the wheelchair from Geng Qing, and watched the old man Geng in the wheelchair when his son left and went upstairs. Suddenly coughed a few more times.

The woman hurriedly beat his back, trying to speak, but the old man held his hand.

"Don't disturb the pillar, he's busy enough. Let's talk about it after a while."

Wang Jinqiu sighed, and said: "Your father and son are both of the same virtue!" He pushed her husband to the thatched shed, and placed him at the table to prepare for dinner. , put the bowls and chopsticks one by one, and greeted Dou Wei and Dachun's family lively, and sat around the table, talking and laughing.

The lively chatting and joking spread to the attic.

Geng Qing broke open the fire folder, lit the candle, and amidst the faint commotion, spread out the paper, polished the ink, and prepared the plan for the future.

As for the Kuaima letter he mentioned earlier, a few days later, he left Hanzhong, went south to the Chengdu Plain, sent it to the palace, and fell into Li Xuan's hands.

"Among the market, I never imagined that there are still loyal people who miss my Great Tang!"

The young emperor looked at the letter in his hand and couldn't fall asleep.

(End of this chapter)