"I heard from the official family that Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zong are now fleeing north, so they will definitely not dare to spy on our Song Dynasty for a while. The official family can rest assured."

I've followed the wrong master.

Seeing that Cai Jing and Gao Qiu were not speaking, Tong Guan had to bite the bullet and answer Zhao Jixiang's question.

After the answer, he looked at Cai Jing and Gao Qiu who were expressionless, and Zhao Jixiang, who was barely calm on the surface, but in fact he was as panicked as a dog. Tong Guan only felt that he was full of words, but he didn't know where to start.

The Jin soldiers headed south again?

This problem was almost the same when the danger of Bianjing was resolved, or when the officials were in charge of Taiyuan today, they were worried that it was almost the same. Now?

Now Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zong flee north, and there is no sign of Jin soldiers from Taiyuan to Hejian Prefecture. The city of Bianjing has returned to its former singing and dancing. The official family is actually worried that the Jin soldiers will go south again?

Tong Guan suddenly felt a little desperate.

If the official family has a little backbone, when they knew that the Jin soldiers did not choose to abdicate but chose to defend Bianjing, the situation would not have collapsed like the current bird.

But the official family was afraid of the Jin soldiers, but they were not completely afraid of the inside, and they were not even afraid at all.

Since you have abdicated, then be your emperor honestly. Do you want to go to Bozhou to burn incense or practice immortality? If you have nothing to do, you can think about your bullshit gold-style calligraphy, but why do you want to run back to the capital to compete for the throne with the current official who has lost the Jin soldiers?

Are you afraid of the Jin soldiers, but not afraid of the people who drive the Jin soldiers away in the front line? Do you think you can beat him or what?

Who gave you confidence that made you able to control the son who dared to say in public that you were not worthy of being surnamed Zhao in the court?

Is this a brain that has been damaged by cultivating immortals?

But I have no way out.

Tong Guan knew very well that his wealth and honor came from Zhao Jixiang, and the current officials mostly disliked him. He had sent two little eunuchs to Taiyuan before, asking them to secretly find an opportunity to kill the envoys sent by Zhao Jixiang to serve as an envoy, with the purpose of showing goodwill to the current officials.

But until now, the two little eunuchs still have no idea of ​​their lives and death and their whereabouts are unknown. Even if Wang Fang, who was sent to Taiyuan, was sent to Taiyuan, did not know whether he had entered Taiyuan.

Now it seems that it is probably dead, whether it is the two eunuchs or the envoy sent by Zhao Jixiang, Wang Fang.

This means that my plan to show goodwill to the current government has completely failed. Now the only way out is to follow Zhao Jixiang all the way to the dark, or...

A trace of heat flashed in Tong Guan's heart, and he began to persuade Zhao Jixiang to return to Beijing and restore politics even more vigorously: "Now the Jin soldiers are scared, and the current government should start from Taiyuan and return to Beijing soon. If the government still hesitates, it is inevitable..."

"What Tong Xiang said is that as the saying goes, the night is long and the dreams are too long, and the officials are no longer allowed to hesitate."

Cai Jing's half-closed eyes suddenly opened and he offered another trick: "Now the official defeated the Jin soldiers. If he wins and continues to govern, he will find that the official will resume politics, he will be reluctant to be impatient.

However, as the saying goes, wine, sex, money and energy are charming. Why don’t the official family choose beautiful women from all over the world and enrich the harem of the current official family as a reward?”

Zhao Jixiang nodded secretly, and finally put a big stone in his heart: "Let's go. According to the schedule, it's almost time for the official to set off from Taiyuan and return to Beijing. Maybe I and him can meet under the city of Bianjing?"

...

When the super-large Jingguan outside Taiyuan City, which was composed of nearly 100,000 people and was built by the army overnight, took three days to work, was finally completed. Zhao Huan also left a stele for everyone to appreciate according to his previous life:

"I have issued a decree to the eight deserts and six unions, and the six barbarians inside and outside: Any barbarians who are inferior to the Han and dare to claim to be a military stick will even be destroyed even if they search thousands of miles. They will burn their ancestors and destroy their descendants!"

Naturally, there is no literary talent. Anyway, Zhao Huan never cares about literary talent. What Zhao Huan cares about is to scare people with Jingguan, or Zhao Huan simply likes to build Jingguan with enemies, and does not simply want to scare anyone with Jingguan.

"What a pity."

Zhao Huan looked at the giant Jingguan in front of him carefully, and couldn't help but feel regretful: "The dog head of the surname Wan is missing, otherwise this Jingguan will be the most perfect work of art."

When did Jingguan become art?

Both Zhong Shidao and Zhang Xiaochun wanted to ask Zhao Huan, but neither of them had the courage to ask.

On the contrary, Wang Bing said carelessly: "When the officials and soldiers enter Huanglong Mansion, can they take Wanyan's head and build a Jingguan outside Huanglong Mansion?"

"Then let me borrow my dear Jiyan."

Zhao Huan nodded with a smile and said, "I also hope to plow the Huanglong in the courtyard sooner and use the head of the surname Wan to build Jingguan."

Speaking of this, Zhao Huan looked at Zhang Xiaochun and Wang Bing with regret.

Zhang Xiaochun was a little confused by Zhao Huan's strange gaze. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't figure out what was wrong. At that moment, he could only bow and say, "The official family is the dragon power, I congratulate you for the official family, and the great Song Dynasty! I also hope that the official family can plow the Huanglong in the courtyard as soon as possible and build a Jingguan to intimidate the unintentional ministers."

Zhao Huan felt even more regretful.

You two, you two have to laugh at me if you are fine? Otherwise, if you go to Hejian Mansion and the other enter the court, and take you to build Jingguan when I personally conquer Huanglong Mansion, wouldn’t it be a pleasure?

Now, you two will continue to stay in Taiyuan and enjoy it slowly. If I don’t care about your two’s sins, I am already magnanimous!

"Forget it, Taiyuan has been settled and the capital has been established. The two beloved ministers want to guard Taiyuan for me, the Song Dynasty, and the people of the world. I will also set off and return to Beijing."

Suppressing the regret in his heart, Zhao Huan turned his head and ordered Wu Xin: "Transfer my order, set off, and return to Beijing!"

Zhang Xiaochun and Wang Bing looked gloomy and bowed together and said, "I am so kind to send you to the official family! I hope the official family will come back again if they have free time in the future. All the people of Taiyuan are looking forward to it!"

"Greatly send the official back to Beijing!"

Seeing Zhao Huan climbing the huge imperial chariot, the Taiyuan people who had surrounded both sides of the road early finally retreated to both sides like a tide, forcing a road that could barely be able to travel forward.

Then the sound of ping-pong kept ringing, dried fruits, candied fruits, handkerchiefs and other things were thrown by the people to the imperial chariot where Zhao Huan was. Some even had a bold woman shouting when the official family would choose a concubine...

Zhao Huan was helpless about this.

This land is too magical, and many things cannot be explained by common sense.

The people of Taiyuan seem to like to express their love for the government in this way, just as the people of Bianjing always like to give Zhao Huan some lanterns to express their love for the government.

These people of the Song Dynasty with particularly high awareness were not dissatisfied with being cut off the leeks. Instead, they were looking forward to the emperor who came to cut the leeks. They were not satisfied if they didn't!

Of course, these people are not stupid. They will never let go of any opportunity that can take advantage of the government and government.

Just like Mr. Lin in Taiyuan City wants to give his daughter to Zhao Huan, the dignitaries cannot give his daughter to the official family because the risk of doing this is to offend Zhao Huan. For ordinary people and even the gentry in the countryside, no one cares about this at all. Anyway, it becomes the best, and there is no loss if it fails.

It is clearly a way to take advantage of the official family.

For example, the people of the Ming Dynasty would also try every means to arrears taxes. If they could pay one day later, they would pay one day later. If they could leave, they would be the best. Anyway, the government is just like that. When the natural disaster comes, the emperor will say that they have been exempted from the accumulated debts over the years, and then the debt will be lost.

This is also a benefit for the emperor and the court.

It seems that for the people in the Central Plains, it is their ability to take advantage of the emperor and the court.

However, this does not affect the cuteness of these people at all.

Just like after the fall of the Song Dynasty, they made a fuss for many years, and they kept making a fuss until the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and they were honestly a fuss. Until they could not survive, these fuss planned to turn the tables of the old Zhu family.

After the Ming Dynasty was cold and the Jiannu Pass, they continued to make trouble, from Jiannu’s establishment to the Miqing singing of Miqing. These leeks were trying hard to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

Even in later generations, there was still a group of Ming survivors in Myanmar. These leeks who had always wanted to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty did not make trouble in the anti-Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty after the establishment of the Flower Planting Family, and they were all thinking about returning to the Flower Planting Family.

Their settlement uses RMB and electricity to be used by the Yunnan Power Grid Branch of the Southern Power Grid. The school textbooks are also moved directly from Yunnan. The mobile phones are used to be mobile and connected and have no power connections. The landline area code is 0883 in Lincang, Yunnan. If you call a mobile phone in China, it is not considered an international call...

This lovely land, these lovely people!

However, when Zhao Huan thought of these cute, conscious, and only occasionally annoying leeks would be cut off by others in the form of a broken root for this reason, he began to feel uncomfortable.

"Where is the emperor? What are the recent movements?"

After finally leaving Taiyuan, Zhao Huan called He Ji, who was in charge of the Imperial City Department.

If someone must cut leeks, that person can only be me!

"The emperor is ready to return to Beijing. If the distance is calculated according to the route, he will probably enter Bianjing before the official."

He Ji didn't know why Zhao Huan's face suddenly became so smelly, but He Ji didn't plan to ask about it.

The ancestors once said that if you know too much, you will often die too early.

He Ji, who was in charge of the Imperial City Department, knew too much, but He Ji didn't want to die too early, so He Ji planned to be a good knife honestly. The knife cannot have his own thoughts. If he must have thoughts, it should follow the will of the master.

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