On this day, the city of Hangzhou was shining with sunshine, but Ding Daquan could not feel the slightest warmth. He felt very cold and his whole body was cold. As the one-year period approached, he was restless.

He also lost a lot of weight. When he was absent-minded, he made a lot of jokes when dealing with the government, but fearing his power, no one dared to say anything. Despite this, Emperor Lizong trusted him as usual. After learning that he had been in court while sick, Lizong was very moved. Not only did he give him a large number of precious medicines, but he also gave him half a month off to get back home for treatment.

The autumn wind was refreshing, and the chrysanthemum fragrance was faint. Ding Daquan, who was sitting in the courtyard, looked dull and didn't know what to think. The servants knew that he was in a bad mood recently, so they hid far away and did not dare to approach him. In the shadow of death, Ding Daquan was too lazy to take care of these trivial matters, so that his son was afraid of it.

At noon, a servant plucked up the courage to approach and said timidly: "Master, someone is here to visit."

Ding Daquan's small eyes flashed with a cold light and he said coldly: "Didn't I say I can thank the guests behind closed doors? Just quit."

The servant was so scared that his legs trembled and said frightened: "Master, that man is a handsome scholar. He said that the master met him. He came this time to make an appointment before the New Year."

Ding Daquan's whole body was shocked, his face was distorted, as if he was happy and afraid, and after a moment, he said loudly: "Hurry, please invite the distinguished guest to the mansion."

"Yes, master." The servant Weinuo. He didn't expect that the master who had always collapsed and had a distorted side of his despicable state would have become more cautious. He became more careful and secretly thanked that he did not offend the boy. His steps were faster.

Ding Daquan laughed loudly, his decadent aura swept away, and he walked towards the mansion lightly, preparing to greet him in person. Not long after, he saw a young man and woman walking side by side under the leadership of his servants. The man was the person he had been afraid and missed for more than half a year.

Ding Daquan took a few steps and said respectfully: "Ding welcomes the hero."

It turned out that the man and woman were Li Haoran and Cheng Ying. They had a horse and had a very fast journey. They arrived in Hangzhou in just four days. At noon, they came straight to Ding Mansion.

Li Haoran looked at the thin Ding Daquan and knew that he had suffered a lot of torture in his heart. He smiled and said, "Mr. Ding is worried about national affairs, but I have important things to discuss, so this is not a place to speak."

Ding Daquan smiled embarrassedly and said, "Please go to the study to talk."

Li Haoran nodded. He was familiar with the road and went straight to the study, as if he was at his own home. Ding Daquan drank and quickly followed.

In the study room, three people took their seats, waited for the maid to bring fragrant tea, and after closing the door, Ding Daquan said: "Hero, I finally hope for you."

Li Haoran drank a sip of fragrant tea and said with a smile: "We are the most trustworthy in the world. If no one has trust, can we keep going in the world like this?"

Ding Daquan pleased and said, "That's it, that's it."

Li Haoran didn't say nonsense and said bluntly: "Mr. Ding, this time, in addition to lifting the ban, there is another thing to ask for."

Ding Daquan felt relieved, but he regained his shrewdness and said repeatedly: "Hero, there is no need to say what you want! But if you have the will, Ding will do his best." Li Haoran's ghost-like methods let him know the power of the people in the martial arts world. He was very active and thought to himself: It would be a pleasure to have a relationship with such a person.

Li Haoran did not reveal his thoughts, took out Lu Wende's letter from his arms and handed it over.

Ding Daquan took it with both hands, folded it open, swept it quickly, and understood its meaning. He said seriously: "General Lu's intention, Ding has already understood that this is a matter of success in the present and future generations. Ding must do his best to promote this matter."

Li Haoran was not afraid of his tricks and said with a smile: "Ding Daquan is worried about the country and the people. I am deeply impressed by this matter. I will leave it to the Lord. Lord Ding, I have a word to tell you, but I don't know if it is appropriate."

Ding Daquan said: "The hero has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

Li Haoran nodded and said, "Mongols are looking at the Song Dynasty. There is no obstacle between the two. Once Mongolia goes south, our Song Dynasty will be the first to be affected. Their attack route will either be the Xiangyang line or the Bashu area. If these two places are lost, the Song Dynasty will no longer have a natural barrier. At that time, the Mongolian cavalry will conquer the city and plunder the land, and the Song Dynasty will have no way to retreat. I believe I don't need to say it. I understand it very well. After saying so much, I just want to tell you about it. The country, the country, only if there is a country, there will be a family. Without a country, where will the family come from? A first-rank official of the great man is deeply trusted by Your Majesty. He can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people. But if Mongolia captures Hangzhou, will the adults have their current status? I think it is definitely not. The Mongolians advocate force and have always looked down on us Chinese people. Although there are traitors among them, their status is like a dog."

Ding Daquan had never thought of such a thing. Li Haoran's words resounded like lightning and clouds, which made him unable to react for a long time. Thinking of the cruelty of the Mongolians, he couldn't help but shivered with cleverness.

Li Haoran said again: "Sir, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your descendants. You can't let your descendants be slaves to the Mongolians for generations! As far as I know, on the day when Mongolia captured the capital of Xixia, it not only slaughtered all the Li family, but also killed all the ministers in the court. Let me ask, if such a nation unified the world, do you say that your descendants will have their lives?"

Ding Daquan was sweating coldly, his face turned pale, and he said tremblingly: "Thank you, the hero, Ding knows how to do it."

Li Haoran smiled with a playful smile: "At present, there are many factions in the court; the pro-war faction, the pro-polis, and the neutral faction are the three main subjects. The pro-war faction has always been military generals, and the pro-polis has always been civil officials. I believe that Lord Ding should be the leader of the pro-polis! Let's not talk about these things, I want to ask you a question. At present, does Your Majesty really favor a concubine of the Jia family?"

Ding Daquan said without thinking: "It's true. Concubine Jia is the daughter of Jia She, and she is favored because of her beautiful appearance."

Li Haoran smiled and said, "As far as I know, Jia Sidao, the brother of Concubine Jia, is deeply favored by His Majesty. He secretly carried Lord Ding on his back and kept fighting for the support of the neutral faction. The results are significant at present. Moreover, he has a backer like Concubine Jia, and many people from the sect are also swaying. It seems difficult for Ding Daquan to maintain his current status."

Jia Sidao's rise is inevitable. With a backstage like Concubine Jia, it is difficult to accept Zong's favor. Ding Daquan thought of Jia Sidao's recent activity and couldn't help but sweat. Li Haoran's words pointed at the vital point, which made him unable to react for a while, and he was speechless and didn't know how to reply.

Li Haoran savored the fragrant tea slowly. He knew that he had grasped Ding Daquan's vitals, so he was not in a hurry at all, because when people were panicked, they would always find someone to make ideas, and giving him an omniscient image, he was Ding Daquan's best adviser at present.

Sure enough, as expected, Ding Daquan glanced at Li Haoran, and said anxiously as if he had grabbed the life-saving grass, "I don't know what to teach me about the affairs of the court."

Li Haoran laughed in his heart. He put down the teacup and said in a deep voice: "General Lu's letter is an opportunity for Dading to maintain his status. Can't he see it?"

Ding Daquan is not stupid, but he is very smart. Otherwise, he would not have been in the court for more than ten years, and his status has not moved at all. His eyes lit up and he whispered: "The Warlord."

Li Haoran said: "Yes, it is the pro-war faction. The pro-war faction has never had a soul figure, but it can still compete with the pro-war faction. What does this mean? It shows that the pro-war faction is in line with the will of the people and has received the support of thousands of people, so they are so powerful. If Lord Ding takes this opportunity to get their recognition, think about it, can Jia Sidao threaten your status?"

A word woke up the dreamer. Ding Daquan couldn't help but feel excited, and bowed sincerely and said, "Thank you for your advice."

Li Haoran smiled and said, "Ding Daquan, don't be polite. I will lift the ban after a while and I will give you freedom."

He was not worried that Ding Daquan would regret it. After he learned from many sources, he knew that Ding was a powerful man. For his status, he would definitely follow the route he drew obediently.

After all, Li Haoran stretched out his finger and pointed it around Ding Daquan a few times, lifting the so-called "ban". He lost a ray of true energy and repaired his meridians slightly.

When Li Haoran stopped, Ding Daquan felt that his limbs and bones were full of breath, and his spirit was even more than that of a young man.

Li Haoran smiled and said, "Mr. Ding, your meridians have consolidated me. Compared to the beginning, I can live a few more years."

Ding Daquan didn't need to be said by Li Haoran. He felt the vitality, and was overjoyed and thanked him continuously. Li Haoran stood up and said, "I'll ask Lord Ding for the Xiangyang incident. I guess Lord Ding will still have to consult the officials in the court to discuss this matter, so I won't disturb you."

Ding Daquan was surprised. Unexpectedly, Li Haoran guessed his thoughts and became more and more respectful. In fact, in the eyes of discerning people, there is nothing strange about this kind of thing. After all, Ding Daquan represents the interests of a group, and his decision is related to the interests of many people. Naturally, he has to ask his confidant officials to discuss how to take the opportunity to leave a good impression on the pro-war faction.

These things were not what Li Haoran had to consider. He had some things to do, so he immediately stood up and said goodbye. Ding Daquan, who had made good relationships, did not lose his courtesy and sent them out of the house respectfully.

After Li Haoran and the others left, Ding Daquan called the servants and asked them to take their posts to go to the various prefectures and summon everyone to discuss the important matters.

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Chapter completed!