I have to find a way to kill the prime minister.

This is what Wu Shaocheng thinks of Zhao Jing, the Minister of the Imperial Court.

Otherwise, the struggle between us in Huaixi and the court would be endless. Although Gao Yue was dismissed, there would be a more difficult Zhao Jing.

"Recover the marching Sima Li Yuanping back." Wu Shaocheng shouted.

Li Yuanping, who had just rode out of the military mansion, was stopped by several military officers who rushed over, and then the reins were led, and was inexplicably invited back by Wu Shaocheng.

"What, kill Zhao Jing?" In the hall, Wu Shaocheng twisted his beard with his fingers, and Yang Yuanqing stood beside him. Li Yuanping was shocked when he heard the sudden change in Jie Shuai's thoughts.

Yang Yuanqing has always been intimate with him, and Yang Yuanqing's wife Jia also had a sympathy with his concubine Xiang Ling, and often went in and out of his mansion.

So this time Yang went to the capital to report the matter, which was recommended by Li Yuanping, and he took the opportunity to spy on the intelligence of the court. But who would have thought that Yang Yuanqing and Wu Shaocheng had the idea of ​​wanting Zhao Jing to die.

"Xiaoqihe, the children of Huaixi have already tried their best on the battlefield, but the court still refuses to forgive me, so the sir's previous strategy should be implemented." Wu Shaocheng's attitude was very firm.

"But..." Li Yuanping meant that his strange strategy was intended to be used on the emperor or Gao Yue. Now he used it on Zhao Jing, wouldn't it be a slaughter to kill a chicken?

Moreover, if Zhao Jing died and the emperor used Gao Yue again, the situation would be even more difficult.

Wu Shaocheng disagreed with Li Yuanping's questions and told him: "Sir, don't worry, I have a plan. Not only can I kill Zhao Jing, but I can also let the court conquer the Lu army in Ziqingping. In this way, I will not suffer the pain of the court's special efforts."

At this time, Li Yuanping looked at Yang Yuanqing and suddenly realized, so the three of them gathered together and planned carefully.

In midsummer, Zhao Jing, the Minister of the Secretariat, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Knights of the God-Wei Knights and the shogunate officials, arrived at Ganshui Post thirty miles southwest of Luoyang City.

The Eastern Capital was left behind, and Henan Yin Du Ya led all the young Yins to join the army and the defense generals came to greet each other.

Du Ya considers himself an old qualification. Originally, the prime minister in the Political Affairs Hall should have been his ten years ago, so he is very arrogant. He is just a gift to Zhao Jing. At the banquet, the general wine and fruits were just a gift. But even so, it is not different from "stop help" for the people in the camp of Zhao Jing, the commander of the commander of the commander of the commander-in-chief who came from Chang'an in the heat.

When the accompanying military officer used a dagger to cut the green melon on the plate, revealing the red flesh and sweet juice, soaking it in the white of the porcelain, Zhao Jing swallowed the water and asked Du Ya, where was the military envoy of the commander-in-chief?

Du Ya replied that Xuan Zaifang, the Eastern Capital, was the location of our Henan Yin Gong Party, occupying half of the yard and the house was vast and spacious. When Zhao Zhonglang was the Imperial Camp Commander, he could do official duties here.

Zhao Jing nodded, but then he asked Du Ya again, saying that he did not like the noise after seeing the matter, so he still needed a rest in the house and asked Du Yin to help arrange it.

"The story is quite big." Du Ya cursed in his heart, but he suppressed it on the surface and asked several sentences of the military officers next to him. He told Zhao Jing that there is Mingjiaofang in the southern part of the Dingdingmen in the east capital, and there is the house of Song Jing, the former Shangshu Right Chief Song Jing. The regulations are still new, and it is only two or three fangs away from Xuanzaifang. You can walk along the Tongji Canal.

Zhao Jing accepted this arrangement.

Then everyone set off from Ganshui Post Office. Along the way, Zhao Jingyu saw the mountains and rivers north of the post Road, dense forests and mixed graves. Many soldiers in black robes and hunters in animal skins set up a battle there and were hunting. Many of them turned around when they saw him in camp, holding sharp boring rakes and crossbows, with some strange eyes.

Zhao Jing couldn't help but feel evil in his heart, so he asked Du Ya, saying that the East Capital was connected to Chang'an Road, which was a key place for officials to travel to and from both sides, how could there be so many hunters on both sides, and they were still mixed with the defensive soldiers, what kind of style is it?

Du Ya explained coldly that according to the imperial court, our eastern capital was in Shenduyuan to defend against the barracks and fields, while Luhun, Yique, and Fengshi, north of the post road were all valleys, so the people formed mountain sheds and lived by hunting. Since the soldiers and mountain sheds were adjacent, they naturally had many pasts. At this time, it was very rare to be able to avoid disturbing each other and cause trouble.

Zhao Jing could only endure this.

Three days later, Zhao Jing was able to take matters inside Xuanbaofang. He focused on several matters with his staff. One was Ruzhou, the gateway to the eastern capital, and Xuzhou strengthened defense; the other was to prepare for the Heyang Jiedushi Li Yuanchun and the Yicheng Army Jiedushi Li Rong to lead the army to strengthen the defense of Heyinyuan, an important place east of Luoyang; the other was to deal with the relationship with Li Wanrong, the governor of Xuanwu Army, to ensure the financial empowerment of the canal transportation to come to Dongdu in time.

After the deployment was completed one by one, Zhao Jing announced that the matter was over and began to leave Xuanzhangfang and return to the residence of Mingjiaofang.

The river bank along the Tongji Canal is planted with willows, pomegranate trees, apricot trees, etc., which are lush and beautiful. The former house of Song Jing in Mingjiaofang, whether it is houses, museums, or courtyards, pavilions, all are absolutely symmetrical regulations: Song Jing hopes to have a good reputation of "cleanness and integrity", and the same is true for building a house, and he refuses to have any curved designs.

Therefore, Song Jing's former house is square and easy to recognize in the entire Luoyang city.

As a result, on the side of the road, Zhao Jing saw several hunters wearing animal skins and single clothes carrying the hunted grass rabbits, pheasants and other prey under the walls, looking towards the south city. There were also several postmen dressed in defense soldiers, standing with them and talking very enthusiastically. When they saw Zhao Jing riding a horse, they looked strange and gave in to the side of the road.

"It's better to be less frustrated by such marginal figures." Although Zhao Jing wanted to have an attack, after looking around, Shenwei's children had returned to Chang'an. Now the people who are responsible for his defense are all defensive soldiers under Du Ya, the command of Luoyang.

In the southeast of Luoyang City, under the steep and thin Songshan Mountain, a group of hunters in the mountain shed, carrying their prey, walked around the plains of the mountain roads and forests, and came everywhere in front of the temples.

On the steps of the temple gate, a tall old monk with white hair like a sword and a halberd stood. When the mountain shed saw him, they all cheered and kowtowed. The old monk also laughed and asked what he had gained today?

"I have hunted sheep, rabbit, pheasant and deer, and I will offer it to the master."

"It's not enough to have delicious meat, it must be accompanied by fine wine!" The old monk said generously, and then said that several jars of good wine were buried in the land under the osmanthus tree in the backyard of my temple. I gave it up, and we sat under the tree, eating meat and drinking.

So everyone shouted Miao Zai Miao Zai, then hugged the old monk and went to the backyard together.

Sure enough, two jars were dug out from under the tree. The old monk opened the cover of one of them, and the strong fragrance suddenly spread out. Everyone was so drunk that they were so busy that they couldn't help but start to pile up charcoal fires.

At this time, the old monk opened the cover of another jar, but no wine smelled, but a light shot out.

At this time, the mountain sheds who felt strange approached and suddenly saw:
Chapter completed!