marquis of jingan

At the gate of the Zhang Mansion, two brothers, Zhang Jian and Shen Yi, walked out almost side by side. The eldest son Zhang sighed, and said: "Grandfather is getting older, and his obsession is getting deeper and deeper. The first two I just came home the other day, and he called his parents to him, saying that after a hundred years, he will be erected in a hanging coffin, and he cannot be buried in the ground."

Speaking of this, Zhang Jian's tone was a little helpless: "In recent decades, where are there any hanging coffins..."

He looked at Shen Yi, and said softly: "The old man just saw Ziheng's poem, and his heart was touched. Ziheng, you don't have to think about it."

As Zhang Jing thought.

People of his generation were still obsessed with the north, but when it comes to the second generation Zhang Jian and the third generation, the obsession with the north is not so heavy. Zhang Jian said this because he did not want Shen Yi to bear unnecessary pressure .

After all, the two words Northern Expedition...

For the current Chen Guo, it was too heavy.

Today's civil and military people in the Manchu Dynasty think about sticking to the Huaihe River and staying in a safe corner. Even if some people clamor for the Northern Expedition, they are just shouting slogans to please the emperor. Very few people really have this idea.

Even the old Xiangguo Zhang Jing himself... I'm afraid it's the same.

Although the old man looked like he was thinking about returning to the north just now, political figures are complicated.

He has been able to sit firmly in Zhongshu for so many years, and he will definitely not be a simple-minded person. As an expatriate from Nandu, the old man must miss his homeland in his heart, but in the current situation, it is true that the old man is only thinking about the Northern Expedition , that would be naive.

The reason is very simple, because Yang Jingzong's faction advocates retreating, so the faction against Yang Jingzong must be tougher.

Now, the era of Yang Xiang has passed, and His Majesty the Emperor is gradually grabbing the power that originally belonged to the Emperor, and the hardliners in the court will surely rise slowly.

At this time, the words "Northern Expedition" can be used as a political slogan.

This kind of slogan is no different from Amitabha Buddha. It sounds nice to read, but it is not necessary to do it.

The old Xiangguo's words just now, clearly and secretly meant to let Shen Yi take the lead in shouting this slogan, to be the first bird.

The reason why I don't let my grandson shout this slogan is because this kind of slogan is too extreme.

When the little emperor was determined to forge ahead, these hardliners could of course have a great reputation in the court, but once they suffered a few defeats, or when the Northern Qi army approached the city, these hardliners who took the lead in shouting slogans would be the first to suffer.

Therefore, Lao Xiangguo naturally did not want his grandson to be too extreme.

After all, Confucianism pays attention to the word of the mean, not too much.

However, Zhang Jing's few words were in the clouds, and Shen Yi could only figure them out by himself. As for the real intention of the old Xiangguo, I am afraid that no one will be able to figure it out.

Hearing what Zhang Jian said, Shen Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother, I won't think too much. I'm an eighth-rank official, what should I think too much about?"

Zhang Jian laughed at himself: "That's right, Ziheng, you are an eighth-rank official, and you are a seventh-rank brother. Even if our brothers want to break their heads, it will not have any influence on the current situation."

While talking, the two had already reached the main entrance of Zhang's house. Zhang Jian patted Shen Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "There are a lot of guests at home today, and I'm afraid I still have work to do, so I won't see you off. It is estimated that I will stay for a few more days, and I will go find you for a drink after the things at home have been dealt with."

Shen Yi smiled and nodded: "Welcome anytime."

The two bid farewell, and when Shen Yi was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, senior brother, I heard that the palace is choosing a queen, senior brother, do you have any news?"

"No."

Zhang Jian shook her head honestly and said: "I heard that every family in Jiankang City sent post portraits, and all of them were sent to the Queen Mother's Kunde Palace."

Zhang Jian looked at Shen Yi with a smile, and asked, "Why is Ziheng suddenly interested in the queen?"

Shen Yi shook his head quickly, and said with a smile: "This is a matter for your big families. I'm just a little curious, so I just asked."

To be honest, Shen Yi didn't care who the queen was.

As long as it's not that Northern Qi princess.

It is unlikely that the Princess of Qi will become Empress Chen, but there is a high probability that she will become the emperor's concubine. There is a lot of hatred between the two...

Thinking of these, Master Shen felt a little headache...

Women are born to hold grudges, if the little emperor is in a coma in the future and is blown into the pillow wind by the princess of Qi, and turns his head to kill his own head, it will be difficult to handle.

Fortunately, judging from the current performance of the young emperor, this is a smart and motivated emperor. As long as he is not taken away by a certain color, he should not be so stupid...

After chatting with Zhang Jian for a few more words, Shen Yi went back home directly. It was already afternoon, and there was nothing important to do in the newspaper office.

At worst, go to work tomorrow and tell Sun Jin that I have gone to the Imperial Academy...

………………

While Master Shen was sleeping at home, a report from the front was rushed into the imperial city, all the way into the palace, and directly into the Deqing Palace.

At this time, the chief eunuch Gao Ming was serving in the Deqing Hall, and after receiving the report, he dared not neglect it and sent it directly to His Majesty the Emperor.

The emperor had just woken up from a nap, and he was still a little dazed. When he heard the report from the front line, he asked someone to fetch a basin of hot water. While washing his face, he said in a daze, "Read it to me."

Eunuch Gao nodded, opened the battle report and glanced at it briefly, his face changed slightly. After taking a deep breath, he slowly said: "Reporting the battle on the front line...Yesterday, a part of the Huaihe Navy was stationed in Huaiyuan, Guyang area Encountering most of the enemy, General Zhao ordered the nearby Imperial Army to go to the rescue. The two sides fought fiercely in Guyang for a day and a night. The Huai River Navy suffered more than [-] casualties, and the Imperial Army suffered more than [-] casualties. The enemy's damage is unknown..."

Eunuch Gao swallowed after reading this, and said with difficulty: "On the third day of the seventh month of the seventh year of Hongde..."

His Majesty's face was calm, and he said, "Did it come from the Huaihe Navy, or from the Forbidden Army?"

In the first half of the year, when the battle on the front line started, the imperial court sent [-] imperial troops northward to support the Huaihe navy, accompanied by [-] internal guards.

Eunuch Gao lowered his head, sincerely and fearfully: "Return to Your Majesty, it was reported by the inner guard..."

The emperor stretched out his hand, but did not speak.

Gao Ming respectfully handed over the battle report with both hands.

The little emperor took the battle report, sat down on the soft couch, read it word by word from beginning to end, and then let out a long breath.

"Fortunately, it's from the Neiwei newspaper."

His Majesty's face was gloomy: "If the Huaihe Navy had reported so many casualties, the actual number of deaths would probably be even greater."

First eunuch Gao carefully glanced at the emperor's face, seeing that the emperor was not angry, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, there are inner guards on the front line, and the Huaihe navy dare not lie about the military situation..."

"Ah…"

His Majesty the Emperor sneered.

"Zhao Lu defeated more than 3000 of my forbidden troops in the first battle. He is really my loyal minister and good general, the pillar of the country..."

The young Emperor His Majesty slowly clenched his fists, turning the battle report in his hand into a ball of waste paper, and then threw the paper ball into a corner of Deqing Hall.

He nearly gnawed his back molars.

"This account, I wrote it down..."