Jia Xiuyu is a hereditary duke. If Yang Ze and Li Zhenglong only make money on his son tonight, he would not be afraid. At most, his son would be severely punished. But as long as he did not take his life immediately, even if he was sentenced to be beheaded by Qiu Hou, he would be able to save his son.

But now he is making a fuss about his return from the military camp without authorization, which means his official position may be out of order. If a duke has no actual official position and only a short title is left, then in the eyes of those in power, he is not much nobler than an ordinary citizen. The title can be eaten as a food, but not as a knife. Jia Xiuyu knows this better than anyone else.

Jia Xiuyu was also a happy person. Realizing the danger, he no longer hesitated and just asked: "Then, I offended the eldest princess. Although I didn't know why I offended it, will the eldest princess still pursue it?"

This question is skillful. Once he resigns and no longer becomes the General of the Right Shenwu, then the eldest princess will not be able to do anything to him. How could the eldest princess take a person who has lost his military power to heart? How could he spend more time to rectify him? In fact, he asked Li Zhenglong. If I am willing to cooperate, will you make things difficult for me again in the future?

Li Zhenglong heard it sincerely and answered bluntly. He said, "My aunt will definitely pursue it, but I will do my best to protect you. As long as you go to another place to be the governor, I will definitely protect you from wealth and safety. But one thing is, the person who takes over your position as a general must be me. Otherwise, if the military power is taken away, I will not be able to protect myself, so how can I take care of you, Brother Jia!"

Jia Xiuyu gritted his teeth and replied: "The last general will definitely give the prince an explanation, so don't worry!"

Yang Ze smiled and said, "As long as Mr. Jia gives the prince an explanation, the prince will definitely give Mr. Jia an explanation." As he said that, he glanced at Li Zhenglong.

Li Zhenglong nodded slightly. He knew that Yang Ze was reminding him. Of course, he would also give Yang Ze an explanation. He would persuade the Prime Minister to do the matter with Li Yan, the eldest prince of Zhenxi.

Jia Xiuyu said, "That dog son..." He wanted to take Jia Jizu back now, and his son was still suffering, so how could he not worry?

Yang Ze said: "Mr. Jia, it's not to be hiding. The lower officials have some experience in medical skills. You can cure the wounds of the son. You can rest assured that the son will live with the lower officials first. His injuries are not suitable for movement. When the unblocked meeting of the Dacien Temple is over, his injuries will probably improve. At that time, Jia Gong will take him back. Wouldn't that be good!"

Jia Xiuyu had no choice. This was obviously a hostage. If he did not fulfill his promise, his son's injuries would probably worsen. If he wanted his son to go home alive, he would have to get things done.

"Then can you see the dog?" Jia Xiuyu asked Li Zhenglong.

Li Zhenglong looked at Yang Ze, and Yang Ze smiled and said, "Of course, he and Jiao Shuquan are in the wing room, but they are criminals now, so they cannot talk to others, nor can they talk to each other, so as not to collude with each other. Jia Gong looked outside the window and it was done!"

Jia Xiuyu immediately got up and went out. Yang Ze followed behind and came to the yard. Yang Ze gave an order, and Fu Bingrong stepped forward to open the window of the wing room. Jia Xiuyu looked at his son and was in pain and called out, but Jia Jizu could not answer. His legs were broken, his mouth was blocked, and his eyes were still covered. After hearing his father's voice, there was nothing else to do except struggle after a few times.

Jia Xiuyu looked at his son's miserable condition and his heart was bleeding. He turned to Yang Ze and said, "Mr. Yang, we have never celebrated the festival before, and in the future... we hope not!"

"I understand that as long as Mr. Jia does what he promises to the prince, the son will be very safe. In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the subordinates. Some things, you know, people are in the world and you can't help themselves!" Yang Ze nodded solemnly to agree, but his voice was very low.

Li Zhenglong relied on his identity and did not follow him, but Yang Ze took advantage of the loophole.

Jia Xiuyu always believed that this matter was under the command of Li Zhenglong, and Yang Ze just did things according to the order. He hummed, lowered his voice, and said, "If you follow such a cruel master, be careful that you will not be rewarded!" After that, he turned around and strode away.

Yang Ze looked at his back and whispered: "I don't have a master!" He turned around and walked slowly back to the second hall.

Back at the second hall, Li Zhenglong asked, "He left? But what did he say before he left?"

Yang Ze smiled and said, "He said he hoped to be friends with Xia Guan in the future. Of course, Xia Guan agreed. Of course, it was impossible to be friends in the future. He said this just to make his son not really worse during this period."

Li Zhenglong nodded and said, "One day, it will be the Wuzha Conference in Dacien Temple. After dawn, I will go to my father's place and tell him about the matter of the Grand Prince in the West. I will not be here to accompany Brother Yang, so I will say goodbye!"

He stood up from the chair, clasped his fists at Yang Ze, and even bent his waist. For the royal family, this was the most important etiquette. Decades ago, when the late emperor was in power, he used this etiquette to famous ministers, which meant that Li Zhenglong truly regarded Yang Ze as a supporter. Of course, he had to respect his supporters. A wise monarch would use this kind of trick that was easy to use.

Yang Ze immediately pretended to be grateful, gave Li Zhenglong a deep gift, returned it, and personally sent Li Zhenglong out of the yamen to watch him leave.

Fu Bingrong and Tan Zhengwen both followed Yang Ze. Seeing Li Zhenglong walking away, they said together: "It's too naive for this little prince to want military power!"

Yang Ze sneered and said, "That's not necessarily the case. Sometimes childish ideas can often be realized!"

"Master, do you really want to help him get the Right Shenwu Army?" Tan Zhengwen said in surprise.

Fu Bingrong was also surprised: "Even if the eldest prince returns to the capital, it will be difficult for him to get the throne!"

Yang Ze shook his head slightly. What if he got the Right Shenwu Army? As long as this army was not placed in the Jingji area, it would be useless. How could Queen Dugu let Li Zhenglong lead such an imperial guard stationed outside the capital? Let's take a step back, even if Queen Dugu is confused and really let Li Zhenglong stay in the Jingji area, he will find a way to make Li Zhenglong get out. He only needs to send a letter to the west of the town. The tribes in Tuluhun are very willing to help, so that Li Zhenglong can make achievements!

Yang Ze went to the wing room. He looked at Jia Jizu and Jiao Shuquan, and personally checked the injuries for them. He also put medicines and other medicines on them. After that, he said to the two: "You are in the world and you can't help it. Don't blame me for me, both of you, just blame someone for targeting Mr. Jia's official position!"

After arguing, he left the room and went back to the house to take a break.

The rag in Jia Jizu's mouth had been taken out, and he said to himself: "Who is interested in my father's official position? Is it that Li Zhenglong? Why is my Jia family so unlucky!"

Jiao Shuquan was crying beside him. He thought he was implicated. Li Zhenglong wanted to deal with the Jia family, but he used himself as an excuse. Whoever he had provoked whom he was, and if he was unlucky, he was the one who was really unlucky!

Let’s talk about Li Zhenglong, after returning to the palace, he was so excited that he couldn’t even close his eyes. He lay down but couldn’t sleep no matter what. At this time, it was only one or two hours before dawn. But he felt that time passed very slowly. After finally dawn, he immediately went to the palace of the Prime Minister to meet his father, the Prime Minister. He told the story.

The King of Xiang is not young anymore and is a weak person. After hearing Li Zhenglong's words, he was very hesitant. He never dared to make any requests to Queen Dugu, and he didn't even dare to say a few more words to his mother.

After Li Zhenglong finished speaking, the Prime Minister had been slow for a long time and said slowly: "It is unlikely that you want to get the position of General of Right Shenwu. Our Li family has not held military power for many years. If your grandmother let you be this general, wouldn't it be equivalent to announcing to the world that you are the candidate of the crown prince? But your grandmother has never revealed that she wants to make me the crown prince!"

Li Zhenglong sighed and said, "Father, the matter has been planned to reach this point and has started to operate again. You can't give up halfway. If you just forget it, then all the plans will become a vague scene and a silence of water!"

The King of Xiang thought for a long time, and even he felt that the time he had been thinking was a bit too long, but he couldn't think of what to say, so he had to look at Li Zhenglong and wait for his son to make a decision for him.

Li Zhenglong had no choice but to say, "Father, you just need to mention a word at tomorrow's unblocked conference and say that you are in poor health recently. You often think of your uncle. The uncle is in the west of Zhenxi, which is a bitter and cold place on the frontier. Then your uncle will not be in good health. I don't know if he will have a chance to see you again in this life, and then pretend to be sad. In fact, the son will do the things!"

The King of Xiang started to think about it again, and after thinking for a long time, it was almost noon, and he said, "Then, okay, I will do as you said, but if this matter fails, how do you explain to Yang Ze? If the matter is done, how can you face the anger of your eldest aunt? She gets angry, even I am afraid."

Li Zhenglong complained in his heart that there is no one you are not afraid of. After all, he is a father, so he can't say anything in front of him. He only dares to say this in his stomach. He said, "Father, as long as you do this as your son says, there is no possibility of failure. The little princess Caicai in the palace will follow him, so don't worry about Yang Ze. Don't worry about this. As for the eldest aunt, she has already broken up anyway, so why are she afraid of her anger? At worst, she can hint Yang Ze and ask him to burn the princess's mansion again."

The King of Xiang sighed and agreed to Li Zhenglong. He was not very interested in becoming an emperor. He was even afraid of sitting on the dragon throne. But he was not interested, but he had to think about his children and grandchildren. Otherwise, Li Zhenglong was so happy now that he would not even be able to save his life if he failed to compete for the throne.

Li Zhenglong told Xiangwang in detail what to do, and even asked Xiangwang to rehearse several times in advance, for fear that Xiangwang would lose his tracks. In short, everything would be the best and it would be successful.

One day passed quickly, and another day was the unblocked conference of Dacien Temple. Ma Weishan planned the conference very well and handled various matters properly. He had a lot of people under his command, and the Jingzhao Yin Yamen was not short of money, so it was naturally not difficult to handle the matter.

On that day, before dawn, Yang Ze arrived outside the palace gate early, waiting to welcome Queen Dugu out of the palace. (To be continued...)
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