Before Jiang Liu finished speaking, Zhang Wenjiang said, "No. Jiang Ling came to the door again before leaving and asked me to ask you to leave Kang'an, and he would be even more arrogant to go to Suzhou."

Jiang Liu was shocked. How could his brother expect that he would come to find Lord Zhang? He blocked this road before leaving Beijing last year?

Zhang Wenjiang knew what Jiang Liu was thinking when he saw her appearance, and sighed, "Your brother has even come to my uncle. Liu'er guesses who else did he ask?"

Jiang Liu's peach blossom eyes widened, and finally understood why he would always meet Kang Yueliang, Chai Linfu, Bai Cheng and others as soon as he went out. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that He Zhi was told by his brother...

Seeing Zhang Wenjiang's attitude, the way he asked him to convince his uncle was not working. It was rare to see the prefect serving food, so Jiang Liu turned to the situation in Suzhou, "Uncle, what did the imperial court plan for Suzhou?"

The court affairs were too much to talk about, but Jiang Liu asked, and Zhang Wenjiang said briefly, "Although the matter in Suzhou is imminent, our 240 states have difficulties in each state, and the court must consider them comprehensively. In Suzhou, it is still up to Mr. Xie, your father and Zeng Xianzhi to control the overall situation."

Lord Zhang put Xie Qingquan before his father, but her father was the one who was injured the most in Suzhou! Jiang Liu clenched his fists and suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, only mentioning major events, "Does my uncle know the rumors about King An in the northwest and southwest?"

Since the end of last year, rumors have been spreading in the southwest and northwest areas of the Great Zhou Dynasty that the late emperor passed the throne to Chai Yue, An. Today, Zi Chai Dai was a traitor who usurped the throne. Rumors can be killed. If the soldiers and the people believe it, Emperor Jinghe will no longer be the emperor in their eyes, and the father who held the emperor's order to rectify the administration of Suzhou was even less worth mentioning. This is also why Jiang Liu came to Zhang Wenjiang a few days ago and asked him to investigate the last emperor's will.

How could Zhang Wenjiang not know about the news that Jiang Liu knew, "Your father was dealing with all parties in Suzhou. This is what he is good at, and you can't help much in the past. The matter of the will is imminent. As long as you break this game, the rebels will become famous. So if you stay in Kang'an to help your uncle break the situation, you will help your father and two brothers."

Dong Jin, the uncle of King An, Wuwei, was in the southwest, and Jiang Jinzong dominated Suzhou. No matter who spread the rumor, once Jiang Jinzong was forced to arouse the banner of supporting the orthodox Great Zhou, he supported King An as emperor, Dong Jin might rebel with Jiang Jinzong, causing Tubo, who surrendered to the Great Zhou, to escape from the control of the Great Zhou again. Therefore, it is a secret order for Jiang Feng to stabilize Dong Jin, eliminate Jiang Jinzong and stop the Khitan that was eyeing the Great Zhou.

Wansui has trust and confidence in Jiang Feng that Zhang Wenjiang could not understand. Jiang Feng succeeded, and Jiang Feng was defeated, and the northwest rebelled. He has now been broken into three by Wansui, so how could Zhang Wenjiang let Jiang stay in Suzhou to cause trouble?

Jiang Liu stared at the tree patterns circling on the desktop for a while, then raised his head and said, "If Liuer helped my uncle break this game, can I let me out of Kang'an and go to Suzhou?"

...If you say this to our mansion, our mansion will scold him so much that he can't raise his head! Has he broken this game? You are relaxed! Zhang Wenjiang looked at Jiang Liu's face that was brighter and more painful than Jiang Feng, took a deep breath and said, "Yes."

After breaking this game, it will be not far from your father returning to Beijing!

Jiang Liu's eyes immediately shined, "Thank you uncle! I have worked hard for you. Long live the matter of dealing with all the adults in the court. I will leave it to my uncle for looking for Wei Bin's business to do. Besides this, what else can I do to keep my uncle?"

Zhang Wenjiang...

Want to scold her!

The imperial envoy Jiang Zexian is the most popular figure in the northwest. The news of his assassination and injury spread widely, and people visited the Suzhou Prefecture Office. Of course, most of them were blocked by the imperial envoys outside the yamen, and only a few could enter the yamen to visit.

On this day, a Tubo man with beards and wind and snow pulled the horse at the back door of Suzhou Prefecture, clasped his fists and said, "I'll bother this brother to go in and report it, and I'll say that Aligu from Liangzhou came to see Commander Jiang."

When Jiang Houer came in to report the message, she lay on the bed and listened to her nephew's reading a book. The peach blossom eyes of Mr. Jiang, who ate the pumpkin seeds that his son gave him, lit up, "He is finally here!"

Aligu? Jiang Erlang heard this name a little familiar, "Uncle Er, is this Aligu a Tubo envoy who came to Beijing in the spring of the sixth year of Jinglong?"

If he was really one of the envoys of the twelve countries back then, it would make sense to sign up and ask for the "Commander Jiang". Because when the second uncle and the Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple were ordered to receive envoys from various countries, his official position was the commander of the Xicheng Military Command.

"It's him, you two go out to welcome him in." Mr. Jiang reminded, "To welcome him with the principle of the elders, it's just like you Uncle Chai Si and Uncle Bai San. Monkey, send someone to Piaoxianglou to order a table and send it to you, and then invite Lan Xian'er from Lihuayuan to entertain her."

Jiang Ling patted off the melon seed shell on his robe and discussed with his father, "Dad is injured and should not drink alcohol. Before Aligu comes in, take two sober pills first?"

Mr. Jiang shook his head, "This time I am fighting for love with him, and I can't tolerate any falsehood. Go and find Doctor Yao to get some pain-relieving pills for your father. Let's talk about the pain-relieving pills after the injury to be cured tonight."

Jiang Erlang also advised, "Uncle Er is injured, should I ask my nephew and Ling to drink with him?"

"With you two here, it's inconvenient to speak. Go and prepare quickly. If you are late, you won't show our sincerity." Mr. Jiang flatly refused. The Tubo prince Aligu is Dong Wen's adopted son, and he was the key figure in digging Dong Wen's corner. This wine tonight is of great importance. Not to mention that it only hurts his legs or his face, Mr. Jiang has to drink it.

The singing, dancing and orchestra of the yamen in Suzhou stopped late at night. After Aligu was carried to the guest room to rest, Jiang Ling went into the room to see his father sitting at the table, his eyes were bright and his face looked like a crabapple. He quickly asked someone to carry him back to the room to rest. Jiang Erlang raised his second uncle's injured leg and found that he had touched the blood on his hand, which made his face change color.

Before Jiang Erlang could speak, Mr. Jiang Er suddenly asked, "Ling'er, Erlang, how old are your seventh brothers now?"

Jiang Ling, who listened to his father entering the room, replied, "Seventh brother is half a year old."

"In another half a year, he should call him dad." Mr. Jiang closed his eyes, "The wound on his leg collapsed, and Imperial Doctor Yao came over and bandaged him again."

Jiang Ling hurriedly said, "Okay, my father just sleeps with peace of mind, and it won't hurt when he falls asleep."

"Dad still has something to do, so I can't sleep." The letter was sent for two days. Today he had to write a letter to Longsui. Every letter was the rhythm of Mr. Jiang's second master reporting the news to Longsui. If he didn't write today, the letter would be one day late. If he had a letter to one day late, the letter would be one day late. As a minister, how could he worry about Longsui because he had a little wound on his leg and drink?

Four days later, the letter written by Mr. Jiang Er was delivered to Yang Feng. Yang Feng held a letter that was much thicker than the previous one, stared at the five words "Jiang Feng's Song" pressed by the red ink on the envelope and looked at the five words "Jiang Feng's Song" pressed by the red ink on the envelope, and then delivered it to Long Live.

When Emperor Jinghe saw the big words on the envelope, Long Yan stretched out, "Jiang Aiqing's words are written more elegantly and freely."

He opened the ink, expanded the four pages of the letter and read it carefully, and then read the secret letter sent by the secret guard who protected Jiang Feng. Jing Hedi closed his dragon eyes and sat on the dragon chaise. Jiang Feng said that his legs were only injured in some flesh and blood, and it was not serious. But the secret guard said that Jiang Feng drank with Aligu all night at night, and the wound broke open, and half of his trouser legs stained with blood. The wound that would still break after several days of injury was broken, how could it be a "slight" flesh and blood wound!

Jing Hedi suddenly opened his eyes, got up and wrote a reply:

Jiang Aiqing:

King Wuwei sent someone to visit Dongpin. After several tests, the people came to try to enter the An Palace. Yesterday, the imperial doctor diagnosed Dongpin's happiness pulse, and his dear friend told Aligu about this...

Emperor Jinghe put down his pen and handed the letter to Yang Feng. Yang Fenggang sent someone to send the letter out, and the eunuch went up to report: Zhang Wenjiang, the governor of Jingzhao, asked for a long live view outside the palace.

Yang Feng smiled slightly, Long live to read Jiang Feng’s secret letter, and was in a bad mood. Zhang Wenjiang came at the right time this time.
Chapter completed!