The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 90
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Coughing several times in a row, his face flushed with shock, Yu Cong saw Geng Qing slurred his mouth and wanted to speak, he raised his hand and waved it, and after calming down his coughing, he took a sip of tea with a smile.

"It's an old problem, Geng Lang-jun, don't worry."

This disease is the root cause of his illness when he was demoted and exiled to another place.Geng Qing had also heard what Zhang Huaiyi said, and she cupped her hands and said: "Your son-in-law should take care of yourself, don't work too hard."

His words were sincere and did not seem to be fake, Yu Cong just smiled, how could he not know about his body?The older the years, the worse it will be in the future, and now I am used to it.

After that, the first son-in-law tested Geng Qing's knowledge, most of which were books that were easy to read on weekdays. Geng Qing had read one or two books recently, but he could barely answer, but later he couldn't speak. Tell the truth, and tell this son-in-law the truth about your background.

Over there, Yu Cong didn't blame him either.

"You have a good talent. How many people like you are there in the states and counties of the Tang Dynasty? It's a pity that they are buried after all. Heck, come in with me and talk in the study."

With that said, he got up and waved to Geng Qing, followed him out of the front yard, and came to the study in the South Chamber, where the bookcases were filled with ancient scrolls and books, and the maid served fresh tea.

Yu Cong tidied up the messy official documents and batches on the red sandalwood desk, obviously he had been busy here before, he said with a smile: "It's a bit messy, the court has been busy recently, sir, please sit down first."

After tidying up the desk, he walked to the bookshelf with a smile, took two miscellaneous notes from it and put them in Geng Qing's hands, "These are easy-to-understand stories, and they also contain the principles of the world. As for the wisdom of the world, there is nothing to give to Lang It’s yours, I think you don’t need it either.”

Geng Qing held these two miscellaneous notes and cupped his hands to express his thanks. He came here to study as a son-in-law. In fact, it was ordered by Princess Guangde. The things in the books are far less attractive than the turmoil he heard before. After looking twice, he raised his face and looked across.

"Just now the son-in-law said that the court was busy, and I heard that something happened in Luoyang. How did the Jiedu envoy of the Zhaoyi Army be killed? Of course, it's a confidential matter. It's okay if the son-in-law doesn't say anything. I don't think I asked."

Yu Cong has a gentle temperament, sitting behind the desk, looking at the ink still dripping from the writing brush hanging on the pen holder, he was silent for a moment, then smiled and waved his hands.

"There are a lot of rumors about this matter, it is not considered a confidential matter. When you came, I was already dealing with this matter. I came down this morning, and together with Zheng Xiang and Lu Xiang, arrange for the new Jiedu envoy to take over Zhao Yijun as soon as possible. Otherwise, if there is a change in Luoyang, it will be impossible to give reinforcements."

Geng Qing didn't understand military affairs, so it was inconvenient to ask nonsense, "Tongguan can also be used for reinforcements".

Over there, the son-in-law closed his eyes, folded his hands in front of his belly, leaned against the back of the chair, and tapped his fingertips lightly, "This change is a bit sudden, the people in the court are not in harmony, and we can't choose the right person in a hurry Come on, prestige first, qualifications second, and third, Privy Councilor Tian, ​​Zheng, and Lu Erxiang also want to squeeze their own people in, and there was a lot of quarrel in the court today, and there was another quarrel when we came down."

Hearing this, Geng Qing's heart felt cold.

This kind of thing is inconsistent, and it is difficult to decide on a candidate within a few months. Luoyang is afraid that the army is about to come to the city at this time, but the affairs of the government cannot be discussed with him. Listen to this son-in-law and get involved with him Make some suggestions, and the nature changes.

He quickly steered the conversation in another direction.

"My son-in-law, don't you think the Zhaoyi army's chaos is too coincidental?"

Yu Cong froze for a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

"Geng Lang-jun also thinks so?"

"Well, this incident reminded the younger generation of something." Geng Qing had previously thought that the Zhaoyi Army was in chaos at this time, and it was a bit familiar. During the conversation, he suddenly remembered the matter of Feihu County.

"My son-in-law doesn't know, this junior had an encounter in Feihu County last year. At that time, there was an assassin in the city who assassinated the county lieutenant in the city."

Although Tang Bao'er didn't say anything about that encounter, Geng Qing had already guessed what they did. Isn't it similar to the death of the Jiedushi of Luoyang Zhaoyi Army?

This time, I am afraid that more green forest people will participate, not just Tang Baoer.

After listening to Geng Qing's analysis, Yu Cong stroked his beard and fell silent. If the incident of the Zhaoyi Army hadn't happened, he didn't think a group of Jianghu people could do anything.

But right now, the son-in-law could only say, stroking his beard, "It's a bit troublesome. If those gangsters who succeeded in the assassination continue to act in Chang'an, there will be many officials in the city, so it's hard to guard against."

He got up and walked around the room with his hands behind his back, thinking about countermeasures, and from time to time he asked Geng Qing if he had a way to deal with people in the Jianghu. He knew that the young man in front of him was not very educated, but he was good at tricking people. From the mouths of Zhang Huaiyi and other young masters, people know more or less what the other party has done in the north, which is wonderful.

"Don't let the son-in-law worry about it alone. It's hard to say whether the thief will still assassinate, but once he enters the city, it's definitely not just the son-in-law's business."

"You mean to implicate Lu Xiang and Zheng Xiang?"

Geng Qing smiled and nodded: "Including Tian Shumi, I heard that he is an eunuch and lives in the palace, but his party members always live in the city. If there is any mistake, wouldn't it be a big loss? It's just a son-in-law, and you can borrow The hands of these assassins cut off the court opponents, killing two birds with one stone."

Yu Cong frowned and stared at the young man for a while, although he admired the young man's tactics, but he was too vicious and not good for the court situation, so he shook his head after all.

"No, if everyone follows suit, then everyone in the imperial court will be in danger, so how can they care about their family and the country!"

Geng Qing cupped his hands and didn't speak any more.

The son-in-law was still walking around in the room, outside the study, suddenly someone approached the door and whispered outside.

"My son-in-law, Prime Minister Lu is here."

Geng Qing put down his teacup and frowned slightly. When he looked at the stopped old man, Yu Cong waved his hand and asked him to read a book here, "I'm going to meet Lu Xiang."

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The door opened, then closed gently again.

"There are really not many good officials left." Geng Qing blew the hot air out of the cup, outside the window lattice, it was almost noon, sighed, got up and took a brush from the pen holder, dipped it in the ink still in the inkstone, and took it with him A page of paper, with the boldness of a writer, was written on it in a swish.

After a long time, looking at the crooked content, he clicked his tongue twice, put the pen on the edge of the inkstone, took the stone and pressed it on the blank space, opened the door and walked out.

"When the son-in-law sees the distinguished guest, it is inconvenient for me to stay, so I will take my leave first."

He came out and said something to a servant waiting outside, and was led out of the South Chamber by the other party, and walked under the eaves outside the central hall of the front yard, there were few maids and servants walking around, and they were all sent away, making it much quieter. When we passed there, we could vaguely hear intermittent voices in the nave.

".Zheng Xiang wants to lead Fengxiang Jiedu envoy himself?"

"Indeed, I received the news this afternoon that he has already presented His Majesty, and Eunuch Na Tian actually agreed."

"He wants to stay away from Chang'an?"

"Unknown, hard to conclude."

Geng Qing walked out of the eaves, shaking his head, listening to this brief conversation, the officials in the court, although their hearts were not in harmony, the grass thief was imminent, but they were still fighting among themselves, it seemed that he had to prepare a way out, so as not to waste time. The destruction of the city made the family members suffer and be bullied.

After leaving the Prince Consort's Mansion, Geng Qing got into the carriage and returned home directly.

The time was getting closer to noon, Yu Cong sent the old man named Lu Xie out of the mansion, and watched him get into the carriage and go away. When he returned, he remembered that there were people waiting for him in the study.

Wei Wei lifted the hem of his robe and hurried to the South Chamber, the servant guarding outside quickly bowed and said: "Master, that Geng Lang Jun has left first, he left a letter on the table."

"gone?"

Yu Cong pushed open the door and went in. He saw the paper lying quietly on the table, opened his hand, and carefully scanned the full handwriting, his frowning brows gradually relaxed.

"Good plan. It's just that the word is ugly."

Ha ha.

He laughed softly, folded the paper and put it in his sleeve, walked out of the study, and went to the backyard, probably to show his wife Princess Guangde a look, and it should be time for dinner.

The sky rose to the middle, and the son-in-law's mansion was far away to the south. The carriage drove through a long street and returned to Yong'an Square. His mother was already waiting at the gate of the courtyard, and happily asked him what he had learned from the son-in-law today. Soon, Qiao Niang was diligent. After drinking clean water for washing, he brought some light clothes for him to change into, and chattered about how Geng Qing would definitely become a high-ranking official in the future. In her impression, the county magistrate was very big, and he should be even bigger than the county magistrate. Be bigger.

The night is dark, the clouds are scattered, the night sky is already full of stars, the people in the courtyard have already fallen asleep, and they are still thinking of Bai Yunxiang, who looks like a Geng Qing scholar in the morning. With obscene trousers on his back and lower body, he dragged an account book and carefully looked around, called out in a low voice: "Uncle." Then he closed the door and slipped into Geng Qing's room.

Time passed by, the sky shone slightly, the door creaked softly, and the beautiful woman with a flushed face slipped out of the room and returned to her own room.

The sun peeked through the gaps in the clouds, and when they went to Tongguan, a hundred miles away, soldiers and horses were mobilized frequently, and they watched nervously as the fleeing teams entered the pass.

Farther to the east, an old man named Liu Yunzhang stood at the top of the city and looked at the end of the distant world. A black line was slowly moving and gathering.

He sighed, and pressed the cold stone bricks against the wall with trembling hands.

Soon, a bloody fight will come.

At the same time, Luoyang was heading westward, and the roads were full of fleeing teams. There was an endless stream of people dragging their families and donkeys and carts. Among the donkey carts and horse-drawn carts, there was a slim woman wearing a bamboo hat. Sitting on the rice bag, looking in the direction of Chang'an, he clenched his fists excitedly.

The rice bag under his body is a hidden weapon.

This time, she was going to kill a high-ranking official, the companions, and the master!

Countless threads of thoughts, clear or unclear, are all intertwined above this world at this moment. This day is the day of August in the first year of Guangming, and the prosperous Chang'an in the distance is still singing and dancing.

(End of this chapter)