What he said was reasonable. Everyone listened to him and remembered that they were both relatives of Zong Han, and the other party made great contributions. Zong Han was the first to be able to achieve the great Jin Dynasty today. If they wanted to take it seriously, they felt a little unbearable.

Moreover, there is also a huge force behind Zong Han, and the people in the civil army and even the left-behind tribes in the Longxing Land, have great influence.

The one who feared Wanyan Chang and others the most was naturally the King Shen Wanyan Zongbi who was far away in Qizhou.

It can be said that the most elite army of the Jin Kingdom is now in the hands of Zong Bi, except for being stationed in Shangjing and Linhuang Mansion. After years of war, Zong Bi's talent was well-known, and he was also hard-working. He had no complaints about commanding troops to fight. The other kings were greedy for comfort and had long been disliked to fight. Zong Bi himself was willing, so others were naturally happy to hand over the power of commander to him.

In this way, Zong Bi held military power outside and formed a check and balance with Shangjing. There was nothing wrong with Shangjing, and Zong Bi said nothing. If the storm suddenly started, this person held heavy troops and gave him some slap in his hand and actually returned to Shangjing, it would be a big deal.

Of course, this is a trouble for the mediocre people. In fact, they are entrenched in Shangjing, and their forces are mixed. Zong Bi dares not return without any trouble. It can be seen that the power is so great. After eliminating Zong Han, Shangjing was even more like these people who were able to cover the sky with one hand. What can Zong Bi say?

What Zong Fu hinted at the bedside was that Wanyan Chang could completely refuse to let Zong Bi return to the capital with a tough attitude. On the one hand, Wanyan Chang had this strength, and on the other hand, Zong Fu used this to protect his brothers.

It was already evening when they received the news. It was cold in the north and it was dark earlier than the south. After a while, it was already dark outside the window. Several princes discussed things in the room and were not allowed to order. The Han people and Khitan slaves who were serving outside dared not enter. Although they had already prepared the lamps and flints, they all bent down and did not dare to enter. They stayed outside the room and did not dare to enter.

After a long time, Zong Pan and Zong Jun sighed and said, "This coronership is not something we should worry about as ministers. It is better to wait until His Majesty grows older and decide what to do."

Wanyan Chang felt relieved and smiled, "The original saying is that Zong Han is the Marshal after all, and his position is above us. He puts his hands on him, no matter how others think of us, he is not a traitor. When the Han people's status is always the same, it still makes sense."

This is true. The sinicization of the Jurchens is becoming more and more serious, and the theory of the famous teachings gradually became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He inherited the emperor at a young age and had nothing to do for many years. It was also because the founding kings restricted each other and the orthodox gradually became popular in the hearts of the people.

As soon as this matter was opened, everyone felt that Zong Han was easily subdued. Seeing his confidant being killed without any help, it was not a big problem, and they were in a good mood for a while. Wanyan Chang immediately felt the darkness in the room, and ordered the servants outside to light up the candles and deliver wine and food. When the candles in the room were bright and the fragrance of wine was stolen, he ordered Song Renge from Tokyo to enter the hall to perform the dance. When a group of beautiful singing girls danced gracefully, the fragrant wind blew on their faces and the sound of silk and bamboos sounded leisurely, everyone felt extremely comfortable. Zong Han and the major national policies had been left behind.

What happened in the evening of this day naturally would not hide from the seriously ill Zong Fu.

He personally ordered Gao Qingyi to kill him, so he would naturally be wary of Zong Han being dissatisfied and making trouble. When he heard Zong Han leaving sadly, Gao Qingyi's head fell to the ground, and the prince who stepped into the gate of hell with one foot finally fell to the ground in his heart.

What Zong Fu was most worried about was that Wanyan Chang and others could not control the situation behind him, which led to a great chaos in the Jin Dynasty. This time Zong Han surrendered, and it seemed that the hero was in his late life and did not want to cause more trouble. After this incident, who would dare to follow him and work hard for him? After only a while, Zong Han was willing to win back this game and was powerless.

Knowing that Zong Han gave in and gave in, he was worried that Wanyan Chang and others would be unreasonable, which caused an uproar. Knowing that the matter was important, he sent his beloved son Wulu to Wanyan Chang's mansion to inquire.

When Wu Lu returned to the mansion, Zong Fu had already fallen asleep. Because of the seriousness of this matter, Wu Lu knew that his father was worried, so he did not dare to delay. He entered the room lightly and woke Zong Fu up in a low voice.

"Oh, that's it?"

Zong Fudi's spirit was stronger than during the day. He leaned half on the bed and listened to his son's words. He looked bright and pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's good that everyone is safe. If you go to Beijing, you will have nothing to do with the great Jin Dynasty. No matter how strong the Song people are, what can they do to me in a short time!"

After he finished speaking, he was already coughing and asthma.

Wulu hurried forward and gently patted Zongfu's back. Zongfu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but felt relieved in his heart. He reluctantly raised his spirits and asked Wulu again: "What happened today, where is Your Majesty? Have you ever said anything?"

Most of the young clans like Wulu serve as guards in the palace, so it is most convenient for Zongfu to ask him about the news of the assassination.

While laying Zong Fu's body flat, Wu Lu replied: "Your Majesty goes hunting after lunch. He doesn't know anything happened in the afternoon. The King of Lu was afraid that Marshal Du would disturb His Majesty. He added extra guards in the evening, which made it even more calm."

Fu Rui nodded and said to his son: "Heshu is the master of all our Jurchens. Don't treat him as an ordinary brother. I know you are kind and smart. You are a few years older than Heshu. You should teach him more about the right path if you have nothing to do."

Seeing Wu Lu nodding honestly, Zong Fu felt relieved and waved his hand to let him withdraw.

For Zong Fu, this matter could come to an end and successfully solved a hidden danger in Shangjing.

If history was running on a normal trajectory, it would have been as expected. The emergence of Zhao Huan caused a series of changes that caused by the heroes of this era began to fail to grasp the historical veins, and thus missed it.

After Zong Han returned to the mansion, he was so angry that his wife had passed away. Seeing that he was angry, the other concubines did not dare to come forward to persuade him for a moment, so they had to avoid it from afar.

He has been indifferent to foreign affairs for a long time. In name, the Marshal's Mansion, who is in charge of national affairs, has few foreign visitors except for some confidants.

Seeing that it was not a problem, the sons looked at each other and remembered one person. Only she could relieve Zong Han's anger. She waited for Zong Han's face to be ashen. Shortly after returning to the room, she sat upright for a long time, and a smell of meat came from the outer room. Zong Han's belly was empty, and there was no such a ditch. He immediately smiled and pushed open the door and came out.

The Jurchen tribe was in vital form, and life was nothing to them, not to mention that Gao Qingyi was just a Han Chinese. Zong Han’s performance just now was just a sadness that he was insulted by several sect kings. If he didn’t take him seriously, it would be really sad. At this time, he smelled the fragrance of meat and had already moved his index finger, so he could not bear it.

After leaving the door, I saw a small oven in the main room, with roasted suckling pork skewers on the iron bars, and drops of oil fell on the red charcoal, making a sizzling sound.

Seeing that the wives and sons were standing in the corner of the wall, Zong Han didn't dare to show his anger. He was already relieved and snorted coldly and said, "You all day long, I blame me for believing in the Han people. She made the local dishes very fresh and in line with my appetite. I was angry just now, who can persuade you?"

While muttering, he sat down at the Golden Knife of the Great Horse. He took out the knife and cut the meat off. After entering his mouth, he felt the fragrance was soft and soft, and there was a smell that he could not speak before. After a few bites, he cut a large piece of it into the mouth and chewed it.

After a few large pieces of meat were eaten, Zong Han was in a good mood. While watching the girl in green continue to grill food for him, he told his family about what happened today.

In fact, without waiting for him to say, everyone had already heard other people's reports and had known about the whole thing.

However, Zong Han didn't know that others dared not remind him, so he had to patiently let him finish it slowly. Just like Zong Han, his sons were all angry. With his father, Yuan Yun and Prince of Marshal Du, he could not save a confidant who was beheaded for no reason. Once this incident was reported, it would undoubtedly be a great damage to Zong Han's status, and everyone naturally empathized with it.

Seeing that all the faces were gloomy, Zong Han pretended to be relaxed and threw the knife in his hand. He heard the knife sounding crisply in the iron plate. Zong Han said in a flash: "I was very angry at that time and was sulking when I came back. But after eating the cook's meal, I felt that life was just like this. I was old and couldn't fight, and I didn't want to fight for power and profit. Let them."

After saying that, he smiled slightly and said to the Han chef who was still fiddling with food utensils: "Thank you, what's wrong with the meat today? It seems to be particularly sweet in addition to the taste?"

The chef Xie he mentioned was naturally the famous chef who was famous in Chang'an back then, but for some reason, he fell into Zonghan's mansion.

When Chef Xie heard his praise, she smiled slightly, and looked beautiful and charming. Zong Han and his sons couldn't help but be stunned.

But she heard her say, "This is still an ordinary roasting method, but she specially added bee secret. This adds more flavor and can soak honey into the meat. In addition to the fishy smell, it also makes the meat softer and tenderer."

"You can think of it!"

Zong Han slapped his legs and said to her: "I spent a lot of money to invite you to the mansion to take charge of the kitchen. At first, my family said I wasted money, but now I have nothing to say."

Xie Chuniang bowed and smiled and said, "I was bullied by noble people in Chang'an, and I had no choice but to escape to the territory of Dajin. I was trusted by the prince to be a home chef. How dare I not do my best to serve me?"

Zong Han smiled and nodded, and went to taste other dishes. Like many chefs in the Song Dynasty, Xie was a good skill, and was unique and unique. He was particularly exquisite in the taste, which was even better. In addition, he had a good answer, just like a noble family's daughter, and was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. This was even more rare. Zong Han wanted to take her as a concubine several times, but he thought that the other party seemed to be more incest as a cook, and he didn't come to make a flirt with him, so it was fine.

Just as I was enjoying it, I saw Chef Xie bowing and smiling, saying to Zong Han: "The prince treats me well. After hearing about what happened today, I remembered a story from the Han people and wanted to tell the prince."
Chapter completed!