Once a woman gets married, her thoughts become even more difficult to understand. Even Ye Qing, facing Yan Qingcheng's gentle eyes, felt guilty for no reason.

You can say that since Yan Qing married Ye Qing, he has put all his thoughts on his husband's family, but sometimes he is particularly generous in treating his parents' family.

But now Yan Da Jiaren was also vigilantly asking Ye Qing what was the purpose of her brother Yan Qingzhi coming this time? What were the two plotting in the room, or was Yan Qingzhi's idea of ​​hitting her gouache?

Seeing Yan Qingcheng's vigilant look, she was like a wealthy slave, afraid that Ye Qing would give the secret recipe for gouache she had worked hard to prepare to her brother for no reason.

Walking in the back garden, whether it was Ye Qing, Yan Qingcheng, or Bai Chun, he had no sense of belonging to the mansion that Zhao Gouci had at that time.

But now Zhao Gou has no way to take it back, and it is not safe to live with Ye Qing and his wife, so this place is becoming more and more like a place where Ye Qing and his wife relax or do things.

Sitting down in the pavilion beside a small lake that was introduced into the back garden from Zhongheoi behind the mansion, Liang Xing hurried over, looked at Yan Qingcheng, and then said to Ye Qing: "Xiaobao is going to send Li Lifang back to the mansion. This is a secret letter from the north."

"From the Imperial City Department?" Ye Qing looked at the secret letter envelope, a sign that ordinary people could find difficult to find, and took the letter and asked.

"Well, maybe there was something happening with the Jin people." Liang Xing nodded. He didn't know what the secret letter had written, so he could only guess.

Ye Qing pinched the not-so-thin letter inside, nodded silently, signaling Liang Xing to know.

Seeing Liang Xing talking to Ye Qing, Yan Qingcheng, who had been silent all the time, asked curiously after Liang Xing left: "Is there something big happening in the Jin Dynasty? Or is it that their emperor suddenly?"

"Which one?" Ye Qingming asked knowingly.

Yan Qingcheng looked at Ye Qing who was pretending to be stupid and curled his lips and said, "Who else can it be? Of course he is dead."

"What do you think about? If Wanyan Yong dies, then he will not be sending a message through the Imperial City Department. It should be the Ministry of Rites who are the first to know." Ye Qing admired Yan Qingcheng's imagination, and then Yan Qingcheng, who came over without any hesitation, took out the letter and checked it carefully.

The contents in the letter can be roughly divided into two parts. The son of the Jin Dynasty Emperor Wanyan Yong: the current crown prince of the Jin Dynasty, Wanyan Yungong, was seriously ill and had been taken from the crown prince's mansion to the Chenghua Palace in the palace by the imperial physician.

The second content is that Wanyan Yong has been reducing the military strength and officials mainly from the Jin people, and deliberately promoted many Song people from the northern region to officials of the Jin Dynasty.

"Any slave who has set up a limit to release good people and marry a good person as his wife, the children he has will be good people. What does it mean?" Yan Qingcheng lay on Ye Qing's back and read the secret letter together, muttering and looking at Ye Qing and asking.

Looking at his beautiful eyes quietly looking at himself, Ye Qingqing couldn't help but kiss Yan Qingcheng's red lips, and then said: "When the war was forced to become a bandit or the uprising army waiting for the royal army, it became the main source of troops that Wanyan Yong began to conquer. First, it could ease the demand for slaves of their Jin nobles and resolve the conflicts caused by their hard work. Second, it was to retain the backbone of the Jin people's group, make the Song people the swords and guns in their hands, and then kill us."

After Ye Qing kissed her, Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but reach out and wiped her mouth, so Ye Qing hugged her and sat her on her lap, and kissed her fiercely.

He was taken advantage of by someone holding him in his arms and blushing with his cheeks. His da Jiaren involuntarily patted Ye Qing's chest, and then hurriedly saw if anyone around him saw the shameful scene just now.

Breaking out of Ye Qing's arms, heaving and angrily with his chest rising and falling, "Hate!"

Seeing someone laughing indifferently, Yan Qingcheng snorted, then set a distance between him and Ye Qing, and then sorted out his nervous and nervous mood, and asked: "Wanyan Yong isn't afraid of recruiting so many people from the Song Dynasty to join their army. Will it retaliate against them then?"

"The river goes east into the sea, and the mountain goes five thousand feet into the mountains. The remaining people cry and look in the king's army for another year. Do you think the Song people in the north will still have expectations for the court? The court is weak and has no ambitions. If it is still as strong and fierce as it was before, how dare the Jin people issue such a decree? I am afraid that Wanyan Yong has also seen that most of the Song people in the north have begun to accept the fact that the Jin people are orthodox." Ye Qing folded the letters and put them in the envelope and said.

"Impossible, the Jin people are like barbarians, I am a Song people..." Yan Qingcheng said stubbornly.

"The older generation may not. Like Uncle Yan, or as old as the Supreme Emperor, he may still remember that the Southern Song court was the orthodox Central Plains. But..." Ye Qing had a smile on his face, and a hint of helplessness drooped on his lips, and said, "But the northern Song people, who are as old as you and me, were born under the rule of the Jin people, including those younger than you and me, how could they agree that the Song Dynasty was the orthodox Central Plains? Wanyan Yong has been doing this all these years.

Using a gentle approach to the Song people in the north, he suppressed the older generation and valued the sons of the literati among the Song people. Now he can marry a good man as his wife, and his children can be good men of the Jin Kingdom. This is undoubtedly full of great temptation for the people in the north who have been graze on the mountain for many years. No matter how important his integrity is, the court is not good, which is equivalent to a journey without hope and no end to return. So if you don’t go down the mountain to be a good man, at least you can still eat enough, right?"

"Are you really so disappointed with the court?" Yan Qingcheng murmured worriedly, then slowly turned his head, looked at Ye Qing with his eyes, and said in confusion: "Thirty thousand miles of rivers east into the sea, five thousand miles of mountain on the sky. The remaining people's tears were gone, and they looked at the king's army in the south for another year. Could this be the poem you wrote?"

"Of course... not." Ye Qing dragged his voice, which brought Yan Qingcheng's helpless eyes rolling, and continued with a smile: "This is done by Lu You, who was transferred to the Military Equipment Supervision and served as the Young Prison for a short time."

Yan Qingcheng looked at the smile on Ye Qing's face and said suspiciously: "Why do I feel that your smile now seems to be a little gloating? Then is Lu You the only one who had a lot of trouble in the past few days?"

"Yes, it's him." Ye Qing continued to smile and said.

As the saying goes, disaster comes from the mouth. Lu You, who had just left Tang Wan, just happened to be doing this disaster comes from the mouth.

In Ye Qing's opinion, even if Lu You did not write this poem and did not support Wang Huai's war-oriented faction in the court, his career would be subject to some resistance because of resigning Tang Wan.

Even if Zhao Shicheng is open-minded, it does not mean that other officials will be as kind-hearted and tolerant and generous as Zhao Shicheng.

Moreover, there must be many officials of Lin'an who want to curry favor with Zhao Shicheng. Now, the matter between Zhao Shicheng and Tang Wan will not take long and will spread in some circles.

So at that time, with the poem Lu You just wrote not long ago, Ye Qing can already see that in the future, Lu You staggered, stumbled and finally got dismissed from office.

He patted Yan Qingcheng's white cheeks, then put the letter in his arms and asked Liang Xing's carriage to take him to Guanghua Gate.

Along the long vermilion palace wall, Ye Qing, alone, walked slowly towards He Ning Gate.

This was the first time he took the initiative to approach the palace after returning to Lin'an and the first time he took the initiative to meet Zhao Gou.

The sound of the carriage behind him crushed the flat bluestone road, causing Ye Qing, who was stopped by the soldiers in front of the palace to check his identity, couldn't help but look back.

The carriages in the Xinwang Mansion were not only Ye Qing, but also the soldiers of the Guards in front of the Palace also needed to salute.

The curtains of the car windows were covered tightly, making it impossible to see who was sitting inside. Just as Ye Qing and the soldiers of the Guards performed a "focusing ceremony" towards the generous and luxurious carriage, the carriage slowly stopped.

The curtain of the car was lifted open, and looking at the hand that was on the curtain, it was not the slender fingers that Ye Qing hoped to appear. As the face of King Xin Zhao Ju appeared from inside, Ye Qing followed the people from the Guards and bowed to King Xin again.

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet Ye Shaoqing here." King Xin's eyes were filled with a hint of sneer. A few days ago, because of Zhu Xi's incident, the two almost fought. The scene of the imperial guards of the Imperial City Department even raised their crossbows to aim at Zhao Ju, which was rumbling in King Xin's mind again.

"Lin'an City is so big. There is only one way to go to and from the palace at this time. It's not a big deal to encounter King Xin, right?" Ye Qing said with a relaxed smile.

King Xin looked at the calm road before and afterwards, he smiled again, "I'm afraid Ye Shaoqing hasn't been to the palace for a long time, right? Today, he suddenly appeared here alone, but what's the important thing?"

"King Xin should rest assured. Although I was appointed as the Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, the most important thing is naturally the Imperial City Department. So King Xin should not worry. I will be exposed to any injustice and suspicion in Dali Temple." Ye Qing said lightly.

"What if Ye Shaoqing makes a memorial? Do you think you Ye Qing or Ye Qing from the past? You still have deep trust? What you say can absolutely convince people? Besides, Dali Temple has always been fair and strict. Even if Ye Shaoqing wants to make a memorial, it is just a crime, right?" King Xin said with a bad expression.

"When it comes to the crimes that you want to accuse, I can't compare to your words with your words." Ye Qing laughed.

King Xin's face suddenly turned cold, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. After a snort, he signaled the guard to continue walking forward.

Ye Qing took his waist sign from the guards' hand, watched King Xin's carriage slowly drive forward, and then slowly walked along the imperial wall towards He Ning Gate.

Needless to think of Ye Qing, you know that since King Xin took this path and came to the palace at this time, it was naturally because of Zhao Gou's summoning. After all, it had been three or five days since Qiu Chuji and the others were taken to Lin'an, and they should have appeared in the palace at this time.

So it is not surprising that Zhao Gou summoned King Chongdaoxin into the palace at this time.
Chapter completed!