The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 370 Conspiracy
"Respect."

The driver of the car clutched his sore arm and looked at the carriage separated by a curtain. Amidst the hesitant voice, Jing Xiang looked at the strange man opposite him expressionlessly, and said, "Listen to this strong man, change lanes." .”

Immediately, his eyes fell on the token next to the sharp knife. The horse troops of the two capitals were all envoys. There is only one person in the court today, Xie Yanzhang, one of the "Double Uniques" of the Great Liang!

The other one is He Gui, the Jiedu envoy of the Xuanyi Army.

At this time, the identity of the man sitting in front of Jing Xiang needn't be stated clearly. He took a sip of warm water from the kettle, "I don't know if Xie Junshi is so kind, please, what can I discuss with you?"

The man probably came out of the army, and his temper was relatively silent. He just looked at the prime minister in front of him with a sneer, and replied after a while: "When we arrive, Prime Minister will naturally know."

Then he stopped talking and instructed the coachman to go back to the busy long street according to the address he said, and after passing through several intersections, he arrived at a street near the city wall with few pedestrians passing by, and then asked the coachman to stop the carriage. At the door of a restaurant.

The man jumped out of the carriage, holding a sharp knife in one hand, and gestured toward the inside with the other.

"My lord, please come inside."

You can see many guests in the store, most of them are drinking and eating in silence, the shop assistants seem to have not seen Jing Xiang who came in, and are busy with other things behind his back.

"this way please!"

The soldier Han stretched out his hand towards the stairs, Jing Xiang lifted the hem of his robe and went straight up.On the second floor, there were only two military guards standing on the left and right sides of the stairs with their knives on their heads. In the direction extending straight, a round table was placed in the center. A general who was not considered tall was tearing open a whole chicken with relish. eating.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his face, licked the grease stains on his hands, and chuckled lightly.

"The Prime Minister is here? Take your seat quickly, Xie is hungry, so he ate first, isn't it strange?"

"It's not strange, it's not strange, hehe."

Jing Xiang also bowed his hand to return the salute with a smile, and took a seat opposite. After a guard set out bowls and chopsticks and left, he looked at Xie Yanzhang who was engrossed in eating, and continued to smile: "I don't know if the military envoy sent Xun Jing over, but do you have something to discuss?"

"Naturally, I have something to do. Why don't you come over? The roast chicken in this restaurant is very special."

Xie Yanzhang tore off a piece of chicken leg and handed it over, but the other side just took it and put it aside, quietly waiting for the next sentence, which made Xie Yanzhang chuckle a few times, and wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief.

"Since Prime Minister Jing doesn't like chicken, I'll invite you another day. Let's talk about business, so that Prime Minister Jing won't be restless."

"Listen respectfully."

Anyone who is coerced will not look good, not to mention the dignified prime minister, Jing Xiang has experienced big waves, and he will not turn against the other party and cause unpleasant troubles.

The general on the opposite side looked at Jing Xiang calmly and wiped his hands, then talked about the business with a smile.

"Please come here today, Mr. Xie was entrusted by others. Mr. Jing should know that His Majesty is going to use troops against Wei Bo, causing the court to be restless."

Jing Xiang nodded with a smile, looked at him quietly, and then suddenly said: "Are you working for King Yong?"

Xie Yanzhang raised his eyebrows, he was not annoyed by the interruption, but looked at the other party with a smile and did not refute.

"As the envoy of the horse armies of the two capitals, you have great authority. Your Majesty trusts you and entrusts you with this important task!"

"What Jing said is true." Xie Yanzhang nodded: "However, you forgot, my adoptive father is Ge Congzhou, who treated my parents and sons, and taught them the art of war. Xie should repay his kindness. I have never been harsh on money for the sons of the old man, and this kindness must be repaid."

"Your Majesty treats you so poorly?"

"Your Majesty is not mean, but he is not a good emperor. The principle of good birds choosing trees to live in, respect should be more familiar than Xie."

Xie Yanzhang's last sentence implied that Jingxiang was unrecognized in his childhood and took the initiative to go to the notorious Zhu Wen to get to where he is today. However, these words are not the point. The sharp point was on the table, and he paused one sentence: "You know, Mr. Yong, the old man, has arrived. If Mr. Jing refuses to agree today, he may be at Xuanliang's house tomorrow."

"You threatened me."

He swallowed half of the words he had yelled in anger. In the capital, he was not worried that the other party would kill him.But if that person has already come to Kaifeng, with Geng Qing's temperament, there must be other methods in reserve.

In the middle of getting up, Jing Xiang slumped back to the chair, looked at Xie Yanzhang opposite, and gritted his teeth.

"What orders does King Yong have?"

Xie Yanzhang nodded appreciatively, then whispered a few words in his ear, then patted Jingxiang on the shoulder, and went straight downstairs to leave.

Not long after, the current prime minister also left. When he arrived at the morning court the next day, after discussing the military affairs and the Northern Expedition to Weibo, he walked into the side hall with Zhang Hanjie, Zhao Yan and others as usual to say something personal.

Taking advantage of the pause of the few people's flattery, Jing Xiang, who has always been silent, suddenly mentioned the matter of worshiping heaven and ancestors.

"The people of Jin defended against Khitan, Your Majesty's Northern Expedition to Weibo, taking advantage of this time, you might as well go to Luoyang to offer sacrifices to the heavens and comfort the Taizu, and assist the battle to regain Hebei. Your Majesty's name will conquer the world."

Zhu Youzhen ascended to the throne in Luoyang, which can be described as the land of dragon prosperity. It is just in line with his wishes to pray to the gods and ancestors to bless him. , It can be regarded as a condolence to today's busyness.

Just thinking about it, Zhu Youzhen felt beautiful in her heart.

The annoyance that he had vented against He Renjun's mother and son before gradually dissipated, and he couldn't help but look back at Jing Xiang, who looked like a transparent person, and praised him, which made Zhang Hanjie and his brothers roll their eyes.

And Zhao Yan who was at the side hastily warned: "Your Majesty offering sacrifices to heaven and ancestors is not a bad thing, but when you go out of Kaifeng, you should bring more soldiers and horses to follow, who knows if Geng Qing will come suddenly."

This person may lack the ability to govern the government, but he can compete for favor, but he will not give in at all. He still has some impressions of that King Yong. Back then, he had the power to control the throne without making a sound, and this Jingxiang usually does not speak. , I suddenly made this suggestion today, so I should be more careful.

"Stupid words, how can I bring a few people with me when I go out?"

Zhu Youzhen smiled, and interrupted with a wave of his hand. This idea had already taken root in his heart, and everyone didn't know what was going on in his mind, so they had to follow behind and said some flattering words. When it came to Wei Bo's military strategy, he couldn't let out a word for a long time. Come on.

Arriving almost at noon, he was sent out of the palace by the emperor just now, and went down with the order to prepare for the trip to Luoyang.

"Go, you don't have to come back after you go."

The carriage left the imperial city, and in the opened curtain of the carriage, Jing Xiang looked at the gate of the imperial city gradually going away, and murmured relaxedly.Fate is impermanent, I never thought that there would be such a day when I would help an enemy who had sent me to prison for ten years.

After all, the heart is complicated and unspeakable.

May fifteenth.

The emperor's imperial chariot left the palace, accompanied by five thousand crane-controlling troops, and guards around him, followed the carriage with a huge canopy along the official road westward straight to Luoyang Yique, paid homage to Xuanling, and worshiped the emperor. Zu Zhuwen.

And not long after the team left, the city gate of Kaifeng was slowly closed.

(End of this chapter)