"Mr. Lu, even after you scolded me like that, I still let you walk out of this courtyard. It's a great honor for me."
Walking outside the palace gate, the two stopped to talk.
After hearing the reason why Fan Xiwen and Lu Yijian quarreled, and the words he cursed, Zhao Yan could not help but almost hit him in the head with a slap.
The dignified prime minister of a country, who was pointed at by his subordinates and scolded as "withered bones in the grave" and "a traitor who is causing harm to the country", could not bear to let Fan Xiwen leave. Zhao Yan really felt that he should send someone to give Lu Yijian a big gift.
"Oh, if I make a fuss today, I'm afraid my life in the political hall will be difficult in the future."
"You also know? How come you are a teenager, and your temper is like that of a teenage boy."
“……”
Fan Xiwen made an innocent expression and said, "I don't want to either."
Zhao Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him and touched his chin to think about it.
The reason for the big quarrel between the two was actually very simple, just "reform of the military system".
Fan Xiwen believed that the main reason for the weak military strength of the Song Dynasty was because of the recruitment system. He hoped to reform it and change it to the government army system like the Tang Dynasty in order to strengthen the army.
However, Lu Yijian believes that the reform of the military system is not a trivial matter. Now that the world is at peace, there is no need to carry out such a major reform. Only repairs are needed to ensure the military's combat effectiveness.
The conflict between the two began here, and it has developed to this day, and finally exploded.
"I think Mr. Lu can live for a few more years, otherwise you'd better be demoted with peace of mind..."
The more Zhao Yan thought about it, the more he frowned, feeling that this matter...
It's really too much trouble and he doesn't want to get involved!
Of course he knew the ins and outs of the Song Dynasty's military conscription system, and it was a good place to get first-class soldiers with free pay.
Not only in the court, but also in the army, everyone is trying to find ways to make money from top to bottom.
If he gets involved in this muddy water, his days as a carefree prince will be gone forever.
"Your Majesty! This is your Zhao family's world!"
Fan Xiwen looked over with a distressed expression.
"That's something that the emperor should worry about. Don't look for me. I won't tell you anymore. I have to go back to the village to pack my luggage."
Zhao Yan simply walked first, turned around and walked towards the carriage.
"My lord, is there really nothing you can do?"
Looking at Fan Xiwen's worried look, Zhao Yan still couldn't bear it.
But as he was preparing to join the world at the moment, he definitely couldn't get involved in such a mess.
He thought for a while and said softly:
"I will go south tomorrow, but someone will come back to Beijing to help me. Let him come to you when the time comes. You should first think about how to get Prime Minister Lu to step down."
"Step down...step down?"
Fan Xiwen stuttered when he spoke.
I just hope to convince Prime Minister Lu. Your Majesty, are you going to pull him off his horse in the first attempt?
Well…
As expected of a prince, he always does things steadily and ruthlessly.
"Otherwise, should we wait until he dies? I can afford to wait, but with your temper, I'm afraid you'll be angry to death before you wait."
"I'm thinking about you..."
Zhao Yan patted his shoulder with a sincere look on his face, turned around and got into the carriage.
Fan Xiwen watched the carriage slowly drive away with a moved face.
Suddenly something occurred to me, and I ran a few steps after the carriage and asked loudly:
"Your Majesty, what's that man's name..."
"Xiang Feiliu."
Three words came from the carriage, but these three words made Fan Xiwen immediately energetic!
……
……
The carriage walked slowly on Tianjie at a turtle speed.
In the carriage, Zhao Yan was sitting cross-legged on the seat, holding his chin with his left hand and tapping the low coffee table rhythmically with his right hand.
last night.
When he asked Li Mochou, she didn't answer at first, but after a moment, she said sadly, "I don't know that monk. I only know that he also attended Lu Zhanyuan's wedding..."
Then he started crying loudly until he fainted.
Although it was only a few sentences, it gave Zhao Yan enough information.
Monk.
Met Lu Zhanyuan.
In this way, the first person to go to Lu Zhanyuan can follow the clues.
And after the emotions that Li Mochou had been holding on to for two months burst out all at once last night, she became a little different.
She grew up in a closed environment like an ancient tomb and has a simple personality.
Lu Zhanyuan was the first man she met. She was seduced by his sweet words and fell in love with him.
But after he recovered from his injuries, Lu Zhanyuan never returned, saying he went home to ask his parents for instructions.
Li Mochou couldn't wait for his sweetheart to return, so he secretly left the ancient tomb, hoping to find his lover.
As a result, the last thing she saw was the wedding banquet of Lu Zhanyuan and He Huanjun, which made her not very excited.
At such a time of despair in life, all the negative emotions in his personality will become extreme, and finally Li Mochou will be completely distorted, turning into a generation of female devils and fairies.
Fortunately she met Zhao Yan.
Although he didn't actually enlighten her, after Li Mochou forged a layer of armor for her soul, he continued to stimulate her and influence her, and finally prevented her from going to extremes.
Next, as long as she slowly opens her heart, there will be one less devil in the world.
It was clearly Lu Zhanyuan who deceived an ignorant girl, how could he cause trouble for the world?
Zhao Yan nodded his chin, feeling that he had saved a lost woman, which was really great.
Just as he was feeling complacent, the slow-moving carriage suddenly stopped.
He pricked up his ears and listened to the sounds outside. He should still be on Tianjie now. Who is so ignorant that he dares to stop the carriage of Prince Qi?
"There's an old man in front."
This was the first time Li Mochou took the initiative to speak.
Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows and felt better.
"What are you asking for?"
He didn't care if someone blocked the car, and he didn't feel the slightest murderous intention from the person who blocked the car.
"Can I get in the car and have a chat?"
Before Li Mochou could ask questions, the lame old man blocking the car spoke first.
If the city gate guards were here, they would definitely recognize this old man as the person who blocked King Qi's carriage just now.
Although Li Mochou had seen it, she was absent-minded and didn't take it to heart at all.
Zhao Yan was a little confused. After walking on this street for so many years, this was the first time he met such an active old man.
Suddenly curious, he tapped the table twice and said loudly:
"Come up."
……
The carriage started to move slowly again.
Only this time, there was a lame and sloppy old man in the car.
He has a head full of gray messy hair, a lot of age spots on his face, and the clothes on his body are all patched here and there.
Although the Song Dynasty was rich, many people lived in hardship.
Zhao Yan was not surprised, he stared at the old man twice, smiled lightly and said:
"Although you look awkward on the outside, old man, you have a certain temperament."
He used his Qi machine to check and found that the old man in front of him had no skills at all, and his physical condition was very worrying. He was just an ordinary beggar who was about to die.
But I always feel that the other party is not that simple.
Nonsense, an ordinary old man dares to stop Prince Qi’s carriage?
Sure enough, after listening to what Zhao Yan said, the old man laughed, and his eyes actually shone:
"My lord, please tell me, what kind of temperament does this old man have?"
"There is an elegance missing from the brainstem. Not sure. I'll look at it again."
