Tian Lingzi, who was dressed in a green hat, looked like a kind old servant, came over and broke the peace and comfort. Under his instructions, the Huanhua girls who had been busy for most of the day finally retreated one after another as if they were amnesty.

"The Holy Lord was busy a few days ago and was exhausted. Now he was traveling around the mountains and rivers, and he was traveling to various temples to make arrangements. He just went to Qingyang Palace yesterday and gave him five hundred pieces of brocade as a sacrifice;"

An old man with gray hair and beard came forward with a smile and explained repeatedly.

"It is rare that this scholar Zhang presented his poem to make the Holy Lord happy. Now he is calling for a couple to sing poems. We are not allowed to disturb the holy heart..."

"Killing, are you like this Zhou Hu Sheng? Why are you so far away from him? Little do you know that we must not let the emperor escape from his eyes and ears, nor can we contact foreign ministers for too long. If it were worse than Zhenyuan, the troubles of the elbow and armpits during the Yongzhen period might be in front of us..."

Tian Lingzi whispered in dissatisfaction.

"Yes, what Mr. Tian taught me a lesson..."

The old official smiled even more.

He secretly pinched the hard and heavy objects in his cuffs, but he disagreed with them. Today is no longer the past. Does your husband Tian seem to be instructing everyone while not allowing others to benefit?

"Why don't you come with me to greet you..."

Tian Lingzi still felt a little uneasy while explaining to come forward in person.

Although Mr. Zhang has always been very respectful and even openly kneeled down to thank him at the banquet; he was cited as a joke. However, he was keen intuition in power and he was unwilling to give anyone any chance.

The Sanchuan in Jiannan can be said to be rich in resources and densely populated. Coupled with the contributions from the northwest roads and the tributes of the four barbarians, it is more than enough to maintain and support such a mere court in Beijing, which is much smaller than that in addition to rewarding the army.

Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, he hoped that he could be with his brother Chen Jingxuan, one to dominate the inside and the other to the outside. In addition, Niu Xu from Dongchuan and Shan (south) and the west of the mountains, Yang Shili responded to it and continued to maintain the situation of the past emperor not caring about foreign affairs and enjoying the whole life for a long time.

For this reason, he has already planned and built a new construction near Chengdu, with many amusement facilities and places of different shapes, from polo courts, cockfighting workshops, corners to Taiwan, Xishan hunting ground, and paradise.

However, the Holy Lord has lost interest in these past hobbies recently and has begun to like visiting and visiting palaces everywhere; and has also summoned people to write inscriptions and postscripts.

The heartless brother Chen Jingxuan laughed at him disapprovingly. This was just because this very playful emperor, tired of old games and found new things, and because he had not seen the mountains and rivers of Shu in the palace for a long time.

"Sage Jin An, Lao Nu just visited a great viewing place for the waterfall and the pool today..."

Tian Lingzi was thinking about drinking like this, and smiled and said with wrinkles on his face.

"It's great, so please ask my father to arrange it for me."

Emperor Xizong of Tang interacted with the grudge without any surprise, and then he said to Zhang Jun.

"Zhang Shiyu, let's enjoy your new work together with Da Afu..."

Immediately, Zhang Jun nodded and recited with pride.

"Then this plan was made in the north, and he was leisurely lying down and strolling with the divine plan.

The three armies were restrained and tamed by the tiger, and they were fed thousands of miles away to get food, horses and cattle.

The rise and fall of the Han Dynasty is the only one who is there, and the Shu Mountain repeats itself to send people to worry.

The scenery in front of the post station should be as old as before, and the river flows ruthlessly day and night."

OK, Tian Lingzi asked himself that when he heard these parallel verses of four and six, he was a little overwhelmed and quickly answered

"What a good poet. I'm sorry, Zhang Shiyu... I'll ask more advice in the future."

Zhang Jun was shocked, but he became more determined to eliminate this disaster accordingly.

When Emperor Xizong of Tang first entered Chengdu, he lived with eunuchs day and night to discuss the affairs of the world. When the court officials outside the ban became increasingly distant, and their courtesy became increasingly weak. Therefore, on Gengwu (14th) after the Huangtou Army Rebellion, a left-handed pick-up Meng Zhaotu wrote a memorial to criticize:

"During the peace and security period, the distance should work together; during the difficult times of the country, China, Korea and the foreign courts should be even more united. Last winter, the emperor drove westward and did not tell the prime minister and ministers of the Southern Division, which led to the prime minister and all officials below the Minister and the Huang Chao bandits, and only the eunuchs of the Northern Division were safe and sound.

Moreover, when court officials can reach here now, they risk their lives and go through a rough road to serve the emperor, so they should share weal and woe from now on.

But I saw that the Huangtou Army in Xichuan was in chaos the evening before yesterday. Your Majesty just closed the city gates and climbed up to the city tower to hide, and did not summon Prime Minister Wang Duo and let Chaoshi enter the city; the next day, he did not summon the prime minister, nor did he comfort the court officials. I was the most advisor, but I still don’t know whether Your Majesty’s holy body is safe.

If the ministers ignore the emperor, their crimes should certainly be punished. If Your Majesty does not care for the ministers, it is unreasonable in theory. The world of the Tang Dynasty was Emperor Gaozu, and the world created by Emperor Taizong was not the world of the eunuchs in the Northern Secretariat; the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was the emperor of the people of the world of the nine provinces, nor was the emperor of the eunuchs in the Northern Secretariat. The eunuchs in the Northern Secretariat may not be as trusted as possible, and the officials in the Southern Secretariat may not be used by everyone.

How could the emperor have nothing to do with the prime minister? The court officials regard him as a passerby! If this continues, he will probably have to work hard for His Majesty to think about it during the regaining of the capital, but the corpse-like people who are free to eat can enjoy a banquet. I am favored by His Majesty and I am fortunate to be appointed as a minister of counsel. The duty is to speak out and criticize the country to benefit the country. Although I may not have fulfilled my duty to advise according to the situation, there are later people who can continue to advise."

As a result, the memorial letter was sent to the palace ban, but was secretly detained by Tian Lingzi but did not report to Emperor Xizong of Tang. On the 25th day of Xinwei (the 25th), Tian Lingzi made a proclamation of an edict under the name of Emperor Xizong of Tang to demote Meng Zhaotu to the Jiazhou Sihu, and sent someone to throw Meng Zhaotu into the river and drowned.

The court officials on both sides were indignant when they heard about this, or the rabbit died and the fox was sad. However, Chen Jingxuan was holding the army outside, and Tian Lingzi controlled the key points of the ban inside, but he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out for a while. Now, he finally found the reason and breakthrough here.

"Saint Lord, Liu Jurong from Shannan came to ask for a verse again."

At this time, another inner envoy came over and said quietly.

"Go away, this generation is a despicable person, and he is a loser, and he still has the face to blame him... Don't disturb the Holy Lord's interest in vain..."

Tian Lingzi waved his hands habitually.

"Well, I've had a good time today, so let's hear what he has to say..."

However, the young emperor did not care about it.

"The Holy Lord is so generous, and we are so old and stupid..."

Tian Lingzi was slightly surprised and quickly remedyed.

"Tian Dafu is a true temperament that is straightforward and quick-talking..."

The eunuchs around him were also mixed with the silence.

However, surprisingly, shortly after the brief meeting between Emperor Xizong of Tang Dynasty, an internal order was issued, and Liu Jurong was appointed as the General of the Zuo Jinwu, and was renamed as the envoy of the Central Guards on the spot, the Chief Guards, the Chief Guards, and the Chief Guards. He was promoted to the power of the heaven, the Pengri, Dengfeng, and the four capitals of the four capitals forbidden conghes.

However, Tian Lingzi did not care about these things for the time being, because bad news came again in southern Xichuan. Chen Jingxuan sent Ya general Yang Xingqian to lead an army of 3,000, Hu Hongluo and Mo Kuangshi each led an army of 2,000 to attack the thieves in southern Xichuan.

As a result, he lost several consecutive battles with Qianmo. Yang Xingqian and others requested to increase their troops. There were no soldiers to send when the governments of several states were close to each other. Chen Jing collected all the soldiers guarding the warehouse gate and sent them to Yang Xingqian.

This month, the two sides fought fiercely in Yuzhou, and the government army was defeated. Yang Xingqian and others were seriously afraid that they would be punished without making meritorious service, so they arrested many villagers as prisoners and sent them to the government office. There were dozens or even hundreds of people every day. Chen Jingxuan killed all the arrested villagers without any hesitation.

Among them, there were also elderly and weak people and women. Onlookers asked them why they were arrested and they all replied: "We are plowing the fields and the government troops suddenly entered the village and forced them to arrest them. We don't know if we are guilty of any crime."

——I am the dividing line—

As the imperial envoy and representatives of Huang Chao came one after another, some of the things and experiences that happened during the meeting were spread to the street market and became the latest hot topic.

The restaurants in Xiangyang are also filled with responses from different people and related people secretly discussing whether they need to be persuaded to enter.

For example, in a restaurant called Qingminglou, the three Wang Shenchao brothers, cousin Wang Yanfu, and the town party Fu Cun, who gathered again, were still moving in front of a table of local specialty Liuwei fish mats, and listened attentively to the sounds and movements from the upstairs.

They were the Shangguan to whom they belonged, at least more than a dozen battalions and commanders from several different military orders. After having a happy banquet, they were also drunk and discussed and argued about related topics.

"Now that King Huang has entered the pass and become the emperor, our leader should at least get the king's account..."

"That's right, what is the Beigong Gong's place is not a good place..."

"Then give it to ours again, what kind of king should we give...

"Of course it's the easiest thing about King of Ridge..."

"How come it sounds like a barbarian king..."

"Then you call King Zhenhai or King Pingnan..."

"The pattern is still too small. How could our army be able to guard a corner of the border?"

"What about the King of Wu or King of Yue?"

"I heard that it was all the way to the south, and I always felt that it was not generous enough... Don't you want to be proud in the Central Plains in the future?"

"Isn't there a Huang King who is beautiful before? Then call King Zhou... Isn't it beautiful to take the surname as the king?"

Compared with these nonsense talk, there is another scene on the top pavilions and deer platforms that are deliberately isolated from the movement.

"Director Zhu Jun, what do you mean?.. You're not in a hurry to death."

Zhu Cun, the third person in the city who is comparable to Chai Ping, faces representatives and messengers sent by Wang Chongyin, Wang Chongba, Cao Shixiong, Zhang Juyan and others who are in charge or conquering each other.

"I saw that things have reached this point; I want to ask, when will we be able to do the things we persuade to advance?"

"Yes, now it's a situation where the melons are ripe, so everyone is almost ready to push them. If they fall into the old camp of Jufeng or the group of people who are in Annantou, it will be no longer beautiful."

"I'm afraid the Long March athletes and the border guards who surrendered to the government army are more eager than us... If we don't move, then..."

"The most important thing at the moment is not what we think... but what the leader is thinking, right?"

Zhu Cun, who looks bold and honest, has a meaningful and long fingers to lightly buckle the table.

"That's right, if not..."

Someone else wants to argue.

Immediately, Zhu Cun sent someone to spread a handbook from behind. It clearly stated nine big words: "Storing grain, building high cities, and slowly becoming king."

"This is the leader's reply to everyone. You can receive it from your respective places soon. Remember not to ask me about such things in private in the future."

Zhu Cun spoke slowly again.
Chapter completed!