Zhurou

Chapter 12
Zhao Hong's reaction was unexpectedly intense.

After clarifying that Zhao Mingzhi's so-called "I want to ask him" did not refer to writing a letter or issuing an edict to inquire, but to go there in person, the young emperor's expression changed almost immediately.

"Didn't the official who asked me to write a letter of surrender last time when I came back from the north said that there were Di people along the way?" He clenched his small fists, "Why did sister go by herself? Can someone else go? What if you are caught by thieves on the way?"

Zhao Mingzhi patiently explained to him.

"Yang Zhongcheng and the others are right. If the Jingzhao Mansion really has private contacts with the north, and they are also helping the Di people go south this time, then no matter what, they can't transfer troops from there. On the contrary, people are not sages, who can do nothing, as long as there is no loss of great virtue, we should not pursue the small details, and still..."

"I don't understand." Zhao Hong said sullenly, "I want someone else to go, I don't want sister to go."

"There are so many ministers in the court, don't they speak well and know the scriptures and poems? When they told me to run away, they could find a lot of allusions, saying that I was right to run, and it was wrong not to run away." He rarely made a fuss. lost his temper, "There are so many generals, all boasting that they are loyal people, and they are willing to ruin my heart. At this time, don't they need any of them? Then why pay them salaries and listen to them?" 'Admonition'?"

Zhao Mingzhi paused, and said softly, "Because none of their surnames are Zhao."

Zhao Hong raised his head, looking a little astonished.

Zhao Mingzhi said in a low voice: "It has always been said that learning written and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family, is the same as when we were at home. The aunt on the street corner sells sugar to us, and the others are the same, and so are the officials. People, what is the difference? If the building is about to collapse and everyone is looking for a way out, what is wrong?"

Zhao Hong was clever, and immediately found the point of rebuttal, and said: "But the former master said that the emperor is to 'share the world with the scholar-bureaucrats' and 'the world is not a world for one person'!"

Zhao Mingzhi said: "When the Supreme Emperor was here, the scholar-bureaucrats shared the world with him. Now you are here, the scholar-bureaucrats share the world with you. In the future..."

Zhao Hong murmured: "In the future...to share the world with Di people..."

"Surrendering ministers is just a change of master. It is human nature to advance and gain fame, and it is not an exaggeration. Besides, if it is not for the Supreme Emperor...how can the Great Jin come to this? In truth, they are also the sufferers."

"However, Mr. Jiang... How many good endings have there been since ancient times?"

Zhao Mingzhi told his younger brother about his family's shallow knowledge, and said: "When others go to Jingzhao, they want to discuss Pei Yong's moral character, the faction affiliation of the Western Army, the balance of power between the court and China, and the ebb and flow of civil and military forces. In addition, we have to consider the life and death of the Supreme Emperor, and even the family of the ministers who moved to the north, but when I go, I only need to think about how to mobilize the Western Army and save Xuzhou..."

He said again: "How dare the Jingzhao government believe what other people say? Not to mention that no one in the two governments can walk away at the moment. Everyone has important responsibilities, so there is one who can walk away. Once there is a verbal conflict, he will be arrested and killed." ——That place is a lesson learned from killing the transfer envoy, when Caizhou is thousands of miles away, how will you and I judge right from wrong?"

It would be better for her to go.

After all, she is the eldest sister of today's son, which not only shows the respect and trust of the court, but also does not make them overly vigilant.

Zhao Hong naturally understood the depth, but he couldn't help but said: "Then I will go with Sister..."

He said again: "If the Jingzhao Mansion really...has objections, take sister..."

When he said this, he forcibly held back his tears, and after a while he said childishly: "Then I won't live anymore!"

After saying this, tears rolled down his cheeks.

Zhao Hong wiped his sleeves, raised his head and said, "Sister, tell me to go with you, I am the Son of Heaven, and the people in Jingzhao Mansion will believe what I say!"

Zhao Mingzhi sighed, wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and said: "You are in Caizhou, where all the attention of the world is tied, you can't move around at will, Xuzhou is still fighting, and there are di soldiers all the way." , you go north, others don't know your purpose, if you move your whole body, Di people will gather in the north, it will only make Xuzhou more pressure, but it is completely contrary to our original intention..."

He said again: "I am not alone either. I have guards by my side, and I am walking with Jijiaodai. I am familiar with the official road. I don't need to cherish the strength of the horse's feet. I don't stop day and night along the way. I can get there in seven or eight days at most. Jingzhao Mansion will not encounter the main force of Di Bing."

Zhao Hong turned his head angrily, refusing to talk to her, but after a few breaths, he couldn't help but said: "Father was ordered to go north, and he also said he would not meet Di Bing, and he never came back afterwards——Sister, You, don't lie to me..."

Zhao Mingzhi's nose was sore, he finally suppressed the sadness, he only stretched out his right little finger and said, "Sister, I promise you, come on, pull the hook?"

Zhao Hong hesitated for a while, then reluctantly stuck out his little finger, and finally said: "I'm young, so I don't need so many people to watch, sister, can you bring more guards?"

***
After convincing his younger brother and instructing him on various matters, Zhao Mingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She went out of the house, and before she had gone far, she saw palace people coming and going in and out of the houses along the way, and everyone was in a hurry.

"What is this doing?"

Huang Men, who was on the sidelines, hurriedly said: "To let His Highness know, everyone has already heard the news from the north, and they are all packing up their things. Otherwise, we will wait for His Majesty's order to act, and it will inevitably delay time."

Zhao Mingzhi sighed inwardly, but didn't say anything.

After Shaoqing arrived at the West Room, as soon as he entered the door, although the room was not as busy as other places, there was a very depressing atmosphere.

She was quite surprised, and when she got closer, she saw a few close palace people gathered together, sitting in the middle of Yushuang, with serious faces, while the rest of the faces were either angry or sad.

"What's the trouble?" Zhao Mingzhi asked.

Everyone quickly stood up and saluted.

Zhao Mingzhi looked down, and saw that the cage on the side was opened, and there were several sets of fancy dresses on the table. Among them, the gowns and hairpin crowns were all familiar, like the princess style sent by the fashion clothes store when his younger brother had just ascended the throne.

Seeing her looking over, Yushuang quickly packed up her things, put them back into the wooden box, and said, "It's nothing, the maidservants are just packing up."

Seeing that she was not in the right mood, Zhao Mingzhi stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter? Don't hide anything from me..."

Seeing her speaking, the palace servant standing beside him hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back his anger, and said in a hateful voice: "Your Highness, then..."

"Mo Xiang!"

But Yushuang stopped suddenly, then turned her head and said to Zhao Mingzhi: "It's really all right, Your Highness, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)