"Fifth brother, why should you care about these false names? The imperial courts of all countries will highlight the name of the first one. This is just a convention."
Zhao Lu still wanted to persuade him again, but it was obvious that he really didn't want to let Zhao Yan take such a risk.
"Brother, there is no need to persuade me. My brother, I have decided to do so."
Zhao Yan's attitude was firm.
"A great man once said, 'Punch away with one punch, lest a hundred punches come at you.' Ming Dynasty is so provocative. If I don't respond, won't I make them even more aggressive?"
In fact, this is exactly the case.
After this incident, Zhao Yan's reaction was very critical.
If you want the opponent to restrain himself, you must hit him painfully all at once.
He took risks and went to Wudang. As long as one of the two factories and one guard dared to take action on the way, he would dare to kill them, so that these eunuchs would know what it means to have talent.
"Sigh... I have always known that fifth brother has his own opinion. Since you have already made up your mind, I won't say anything more."
"If you need anything on the way, or which general you want to accompany you, just tell me."
"Anyway! We must return safely!"
Zhao Lu knew that he could not persuade his younger brother, so he had no choice but to accept it.
This has been the case since childhood. Among the five brothers, Zhao Yan has always been the one who dares to think and do the most.
Otherwise, he would not have been allowed to leave the palace and open a mansion at the age of ten.
Even after the other princes opened their mansions, the expenses of their mansions still depended on the rewards and assistance from the palace.
Only Zhao Yan dares to do any business, from restaurants to clothing stores...
The business of Prince Qi's Mansion is running smoothly, and there are countless capable people under his command.
Zhao Lu admired this very much.
Sometimes I wonder if the people would live a better life if the emperor asked his fifth brother to do it.
But those are all assumptions after all...
"Brother, don't worry. I will bring some people from Prince Qi's palace. Too many people will cause trouble."
"Forget it, then I will order General Geng to garrison 100,000 troops at Shenyang Pass. If the Ming army dares to make any changes, don't blame me for tearing up the treaty and leaving the pass!"
These words were filled with murderous intent, but Zhao Yan just smiled and said, "Thank you, brother emperor."
Shenyang Pass is located on the border between the Song and Ming Dynasties, less than 200 miles away from Wudang Mountain.
An elite cavalry army can arrive at dawn and dusk.
This can be regarded as ensuring that Zhao Yan will not be surrounded by the Ming army to the greatest extent.
In this way, Jianghu becomes Jianghu.
Zhao Yan can also kill him happily.
The main purpose of his visit this time was to report his next actions to Zhao Lu.
The matter of "dead leaves" is only mentioned in plain sight.
The brothers knew many things well.
Zhao Yan himself didn't bother to do anything that Zhao Lu could stop.
Zhao Lu couldn't force him to do what he didn't want to do.
After the matter was finished, Zhao Yan said goodbye and left.
Inside the palace.
Zhao Lu sat down on the low couch with his shoulders down, closing his eyes to rest.
After a while, three people walked out from behind.
In addition to the two elders Kang Gui, there was also a big man wearing a khaki monk's robe.
Seeing that Zhao Lu was not sleeping, Mr. Kang said with a happy face:
"Your Majesty, this is a good thing."
"What Mr. Kang said is, why should your Majesty worry? King Qi is a master of the celestial realm, and few people in the world can hurt him."
"If everything goes well, King Qi can promote the prestige of the Song Dynasty. If everything goes wrong..."
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Lu suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was cold and calm, and the two elders quickly shut up.
When the big man in white robe saw this, his eyes darted between the three of them, and he changed the subject and said:
"Your Majesty, the King of Qi has been away from Beijing for a while, and it happens that my prince can handle the affairs of the princess to avoid misunderstandings."
"Well, Master Cheng Kun has also seen the character and appearance of my fifth brother. If he hadn't been fooling around a lot when he was young, Princess Shao Min would not have misunderstood him."
"Yes, it is inevitable to be young and frivolous."
Cheng Kun had a warm smile on his face, and he really looked like an eminent monk.
"In this case, I also ask the master to take my meaning back to King Ruyang and explain it. As for what King Ruyang wants to do, I will try my best to cooperate."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely explain this to the prince and princess."
The main reason why he went south to the Song Dynasty from the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty was because Zhao Min ran away from home.
At first, the princess had no objection to marrying King Qi, and was even quite happy.
But somewhere she heard the rumor that Zhao Yan was extremely lustful, and in a fit of anger she said she would not marry.
Of course, King Ruyang would not agree to such a thing. There was no reason to break the engagement. The father and daughter had a quarrel on the spot.
But how could a father not feel sorry for his daughter? Within an hour, he went to find his daughter to apologize and try to persuade her, but he searched all over the palace and could not find Zhao Min.
Finally, a little beggar came from outside the house and delivered a letter, and then he realized that his daughter had run away from home.
So Cheng Kun rushed to Kaifeng Mansion in order to find out whether the rumors about Zhao Yan were true or false.
By the way, I also reconfirmed the previous discussions with Zhao Lu.
Now that I have received a positive answer, my merits are considered complete.
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Among the nine states and ten kingdoms, the Song Dynasty is one of the top three in terms of national power.
But it is more reflected in the aspects of agriculture and economy and trade, and the military strength is a proper crane tail.
But just like this, the army at the end of the crane has been pulled into the ranks of powerful countries by the extremely prosperous economy.
What is extremely inconsistent with the image of the country's wealth is...
The imperial palace of the Song Dynasty was the smallest and most dilapidated among the ten kingdoms.
Even the palaces of Dali and Xixia, the weakest countries, were more than twice as big as those of the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Yan walked out of Qinzheng Palace, walked a dozen feet and turned left. He saw the palace gate less than a hundred feet away.
From where he stopped to the palace gate, on the left side are the Qinzheng Hall, the emperor's study room, and the Chongzheng Hall, where daily court meetings are held. On the right side are the three divisions and six departments, Zishan Hall, the Imperial Kitchen Room and the Palace Front Division. .
And these combined are the essence of the Song Dynasty as a huge empire.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe how such a small place could operate the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
After standing there for a while, Zhao Yan's expression changed three times, and then he took steps to leave.
But after walking more than ten steps, an imposing middle-aged man suddenly walked out from the gate of a large courtyard on the right.
When he saw Zhao Yan, his somewhat depressed face immediately showed joy, and he took two quick steps to call him.
"His Royal Highness King Qi!"
Zhao Yan looked sideways, his expression softened, and he nodded.
"Lord Fan, oh, no, should I call you Privy Council Fan or Fan Shenzheng now?"
The middle-aged man's name was Fan Xiwen. He had just been appointed as a counselor in political affairs, but he also served as the original deputy privy envoy. That's why Zhao Yan made such a joke.
In the Song Dynasty court, these two positions were considered high-ranking officials.
The deputy privy envoys are in charge of military affairs, and the deputy ministers are in charge of government affairs.
If he were an official, he would really be able to catch one person under the control of the military and government and outnumber ten thousand people.
It's a pity that both official positions are deputy positions, which are relatively empty and do not have much real power. Outsiders look at the scenery, but they have to suffer by themselves.
"Call me whatever you like, whatever your Highness likes."
Fan Xiwen smiled heartily and walked a few steps quickly to walk side by side with Zhao Yan outside the palace gate.
"Leaving so early? Don't worry, I'll sue you for fishing."
"Hey, I had another quarrel with Old Man Lu. It's unlucky to stay there."
"You, you, if you don't change your temper, you will be demoted thousands of miles away in less than two months."
Zhao Yan shook his head helplessly.
An official is a good official who asks for orders for the people and serves the country wholeheartedly.
The shortcomings are also obvious: his temper is too dry and his techniques are too aggressive.
In the Song Dynasty court, if you live like a bright light in the dark night, wouldn't you be a living target?
He passed the imperial examination in his early twenties, and after serving as an official for twenty years, he had to be sent abroad, demoted, or transferred every two years. In short, many people in the court did not want him to stay in the capital.
Some people even hated him, but for such a person, no one dared to hurt him from beginning to end.
So much so that he made great achievements several times, and in this ups and downs of official life, he actually sat in the position of participating in political affairs.
"What are you afraid of? With the prince here, I, Fan Xiwen, want to see who dares to stab me in the back!"
Zhao Yan curled his lips and rolled his eyes.
That's right.
Behind all of this, it was because he, the big enemy, was protecting them.
