Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 139 The Screen
"I just said there is such a possibility!" Su Dingfang's voice was gloomy, like the north wind outside the tent, circling behind the ear and making people tremble: "Jin Renwen is the second son of King Jin Chunqiu of Silla. My Tang beggars conquered Baekje, so I took my second son as a hostage and left him in Chang'an. This Jin Renwen served the emperor in Chang'an for ten years, and he was deeply favored. When the Tang Dynasty sent troops to destroy Baekje, he made great efforts during this period. .Now that Jin Chunqiu is dead, but his elder brother succeeds him, what do you think of the friendship between them?"

"You mean the King of Silla will get rid of Jin Renwen?"

"I didn't say that!" Su Dingfang shook his head: "But you have to be on guard. After all, Jin Renwen is someone close to the emperor. If there is a mistake, let alone you, even a certain family will suffer. rise!"

"The subordinates understand that there will be no accidents around Jin Renwen." Wang Wenzuo hurriedly buried his head. At this time, he had already heard Su Dingfang's subtext. Although he has a reputation for benevolence, he is actually an extremely powerful person. , his favor for Jin Renwen is definitely not just because of his demeanor, martial arts, calligraphy, etc., but has a more profound reason: Jin Renwen is the second son of King Jin Chunqiu of Silla, and the third son of the Silla king. The second successor, as long as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty is willing, he can completely canonize Jin Renwen as the king of Silla and replace the current king of Silla, Jin Famin.For Jin Famin, it was completely motivated to let the second brother die in an "accident".

"Very good!" Seeing that Wang Wenzuo understood his intentions, Su Dingfang nodded in satisfaction: "You go back and prepare first, remember, what I said tonight is not allowed to be known to third parties!"

"This subordinate knows!" Wang Wenzuo said in a deep voice, "However, this subordinate still has one more request, and I ask the chief manager to agree to it!"

"Oh? You said!"

Wang Wenzuo made a long bow and said a few words in a low voice, Su Dingfang suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, young people just have a lot of ideas, you just do it yourself, I know!"

Chang'an, Daming Palace.

"Qibi Heli has arrived in Shengle!"

"Well, then Mobei will be fine!" Li Zhi was lying on the brocade couch with a jade pillow under his neck, his eyes slightly closed, a hot towel was wrapped on his forehead, and he looked exhausted. Next to it, a beautiful woman in a costume was reading the memorials by candlelight, raising her head to speak from time to time.

"This is strange. The two armies have not yet confronted each other, and the victory or defeat has not yet been determined, so the pheasant slave (Li Zhi's nickname) is already at ease?" Young, very beautiful, with a slight smile, full of coquettishness, extremely gorgeous, and a slightly hoarse voice, full of ecstasy, is the current Empress Wu.

She originally entered the palace during the time of the first emperor, but she had not been favored by the first emperor for 12 years. However, when Emperor Taizong was seriously ill, she had an affair with Li Zhi, who was the prince at that time.After the death of Emperor Taizong, she entered Chang'an Senshen Temple as a nun according to the old rules. Soon after, she was welcomed into the palace by Li Zhi. A few years later, she defeated Queen Wang and Concubine Xiao Shu and became the empress of the Tang Empire. She and Li Zhi had a strong relationship , so in private they are commensurate with Li Zhi's nickname.

"Qibi He Lishi is Tie Le Khan, and his reputation has spread throughout the desert for decades. He is no better than slaves than millet poison. He wants to punish him with his master. How can slaves dare to fight him? How can there be any talk of confrontation?" Li Zhi Turning over and trying to sit up: "I'm worried about Goguryeo. Without Qibi on the North Road, how powerful is it? Bring all the paperwork and let me look at it again!"

"Lie down quickly, the imperial doctor told you that you are seriously ill and need to rest more!" Mrs. Wu hurried over and held Li Zhi down: "As for the documents, I will read them to you one by one!"

Li Zhiqiang wanted to get up, but he felt dizzy for a while, knowing that his wind sickness was getting worse, he had to give up, and sighed: "Forget it, then Mei Niang, you must read it to the widow!"

"Abiding by the order!" A smug light flashed in Wu's eyes, she picked up a volume of memorials from the desk, read some of the most important ones, and then corrected them according to Li Zhi's opinion, so six or seven copies Afterwards, she took out one of the memoirs and read: "Huh? Su Dingfang has a memorandum, and the Japanese sent troops to Baekje!"

"Is there such a thing?" Li Zhi's body squirmed unexpectedly: "Meiniang, tell me the whole story in detail!"

"One month ago, the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion sent troops to Pyongyang by sea. On the way, Japanese reinforcements were encountered. A water battle broke out. Our army won a big victory. More than [-] people were captured. Countless thieves were killed and fell into the water!"

"Okay, very good!" Li Zhi was overjoyed: "The Japanese have long coveted their hearts. Even if this big victory can't repel them, it can at least make them dare not enter. After the widows wipe out Goguryeo and Baekje, Then free up your hands to deal with him. By the way, what is the name of the leading officer? What is the official position?"

"My surname is Wang, my name is Wenzuo, and I am a lieutenant of Xuanjie under the Governor's Mansion of Xiongjin."

"Wang Wenzuo?" Li Zhi showed an expression of trying to remember: "Hey, why is this name so familiar?"

"That's right, the concubine's body is also familiar, I should have heard it before!" Wu's eyebrows frowned, and after a while she let out a smile and said, "I remember, it was Liu Yuanzhen who mentioned in the letter last time, It is said that he found the clue of Relic!"

"Liu Yuanzhen? Is it the Liu Nei Mansion?" As for the inner man who is directly under the emperor, Li Zhi is much clearer: "So that's the case, no wonder I have the impression, I didn't expect this person to be a talented man, anyway, Mei Niang, put the screen Push it over, I'll write down the name, lest I forget it!"

"Observe the order!" Mrs. Wu pushed a pair of green gauze screens to Li Zhi's bed, and took a pen and ink. Li Zhi sat up and wrote Wang Wenzuo's name and official position on the screen. There are already more than a dozen names here and there, all of whom Li Zhi pays attention to on a daily basis.

"Lieutenant Xuanjie!" Li Zhi put down his brush: "In terms of official position, Wang Wenzuo on the screen is the smallest!"

"Official positions, in the final analysis, are nothing more than a word from the emperor!" Wu said with a smile: "The emperor governs all people, whether it is the three princes, the kings, or the people in the head of Guizhou, in the eyes of the emperor, there are only virtuous and unworthy. How can there be a distinction between high and low?"

"Mei Niang said it well!" Wu Shi's words hit Li Zhi's itching spot. Like all successors of great founding emperors, Li Zhi faced a problem-how to deal with the political legacy left by his father. But there is a problem. It is not uncommon for people to die accidentally (Liu Ying and Zhu Yunwen praised with tears), and the Tang Dynasty inherited the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the gentry was very popular. Zhi himself's succession to the throne is inseparable from the support of Changsun Wuji.

(End of this chapter)