The emperor changed, teahouses and tile houses, and everyone was talking about this. Wang Xiawen of Guangyang, who had not heard of the news for a long time, suddenly ascended the throne.

Contacting the news that Ouyang Zheng suddenly died, this topic of conversation is really interesting.

Some people guessed that they were talking nonsense, and some people knew about it, and they said it in a casual manner after pretending to be profound.

A faintly, a name that used to appear only in brothel gardens was repeatedly mentioned in these teahouses.

Dajiang Xu Wenyuan, Ouyang Zheng’s disciple, and Ouyang Zheng’s son-in-law.

Before he could reach the age of twentieth, he was even less than ten thousand people. This kind of thing has been around since ancient times, and there are only a few people. Gan Luo's resignation to the prime minister at the age of twelve has also been repeatedly mentioned, as if Xu Wenyuan and Gan Luo are comparable.

The sky has changed, and the matter of changing the sky is just a topic of discussion in the market, and it has nothing to do with these people at the bottom. How to make a living in the past, it will still make a living in the future.

Fortunately, the changes in the world did not involve party struggles, and the whole capital was as panic as Li Qiming's incident in the past.

Be an official!

In the teahouse, he said to be an official, and he had a wide mouth and had no regard for the life and death of the people. He was all free and happy.

Yayuan said in a small room as an official, and sighed one by one, and it was hard to die.

Zhang Li was already on duty in the Privy Council and brought a group of personal soldiers in and out. He smiled squintly, looking at the truckload of directories to drag them to the factory.

Today, Zhang Li changed into a gorgeous outfit, dark red, with a shiny reflection and a small banquet at Zhaixing Tower in the evening.

Xu Jie arrived early in the Zhaixing Tower and was still looking through a pile of official documents.

Zhang Li arrived quickly, but Wang Yuanlang came late.

On the sixth floor, no one plays and sings or dances.

There are only three people in the small banquet.

However, Xu Jie and Zhang Li greeted the white-haired Wang Yuanlang first, and Wang Yuanlang responded quite coldly.

Zhang Li poured wine around with a smile, and said ordinary words to adjust the atmosphere.

Xu Jie also took the initiative to talk to Wang Yuanlang, and Wang Yuanlang mostly answered in tone words.

Xu Jie's smile also stopped a lot, and he drank wine and stopped talking.

After a long time, Wang Yuanlang spoke: "Teacher Xu, I have a word in my heart to ask, I don't know if I should ask."

Xu Jie seemed to be waiting for Wang Yuanlang to ask, and had already nodded and said, "Shumi Wang said it directly, I will say everything I know."

Wang Yuanlang closed his cuffs: "Okay, then I'm just speaking out. I want to ask Master Xu what his plans are in the future?"

"I didn't think so far. The most important thing at this time is to rectify military affairs. Shi Wei had already gathered a large army and finally gathered a large army, so it was impossible to disperse at will. In the early winter on the grassland, it is afraid that a great war will be inevitable. After rectifying military affairs, there will be a preparation for the war. This matter is the primary thing, let's talk about other matters slowly." Xu Jie replied.

Wang Yuanlang shook his head and said, "Master Xu knows that I am not asking about this."

Xu Jie frowned, was silent for a moment, and asked, "What is Wang Shumi asking?"

Wang Yuanlang did not shy away at all: "If you have the power in your hands, do you have any extra thoughts?"

Wang Yuanlang is still the same Wang Yuanlang.

Xu Jie laughed: "Wang Shumi, what are the extra thoughts? How do you think? The world of Dahua for three hundred years can be tolerated by any thoughts? It can be used to defend the strong enemy outside, to protect the civil affairs inside, and to protect the Chinese government itself. Wang Shumi, can this sentence be straightforward?"

"It's straightforward, but it's straightforward. Now the court is all mediocre. There are no more people who can restrain Master Xu. I just hope you can defend against powerful enemies and appease the civil affairs. As for protecting yourself, who can still threaten you." Wang Yuanlang sighed.

Xu Jie was frank: "Even Shumi Wang is afraid that he will have extra thoughts, let alone others?"

Wang Yuanlang was stunned when he heard this, turned to look at Xu Jie, as if he wanted to see through Xu Jie's heart through Xu Jie's eyes.

"Haha... Wang Shumi, when he was young, he was tired of the desk. His wife and concubines at home were indulging in the world. If Mr. Ouyang was still there, he would be far ahead of him and could not see the beauty of this world." Xu Jie said to himself, drinking a glass of wine.

Wang Yuanlang nodded, looked at Xu Jie with a more kind look, and said, "I have also heard a lot of things about the Secretariat in the past two days. This court requires drastic action, and Master Xu has done a great job."

"Wang Shumi has been awarded too much, and he has attracted everyone in the world to hate him, but he doesn't know what to do." Some things are always like this. Some people have roles, and they can't do things with peace and stability. If you want to do things, you always have to attract jealousy.

It is the duty to do it, but it is a guilty if it is not done. Do nothing is the best and the most stable.

Wang Yuanlang obviously knew what Xu Jie said, and his eyebrows were grim and replied, "I have the sword and the sword in my hand, and I care about those long and short words."

Xu Jie laughed: "This is not what Wang Shumi can say."

"Oh... the past was the past, now it is now. Just do it." Wang Yuanlang replied.

"Then we have to rely more on Wang Shumi. Let's thank Wang Shumi first!" Xu Jie bowed and bowed.

Wang Yuanlang quickly reached out to raise his hand, shook his head, and said, "I used to be in Datong, and I knew that the Grand Master was not the thing in the pond. I just didn't expect that it would fly so high, and the methods were really terrifying."

Xu Jie waved his hand and said, "Shumi Wang, this metaphor is inappropriate."

Wang Yuanlang finally had a smile: "Speak privately, talk privately."

When Zhang Li saw that Wang Yuanlang finally laughed, he quickly raised his glass to greet him.

Wang Yuanlang is still the same Wang Yuanlang, and Wang Yuanlang is also a person like Ouyang Zheng.

Today's banquet is of great significance to Xu Jie.

The banquet was also relaxed. After three rounds of wine, Xu Jie spoke bluntly: "Shumi Wang, I'm afraid I'll have to worry about you. There is no one to take charge of the border town affairs."

Wang Yuanlang held up his cup and said, "For all the matters, the lower official will set off for Datong tomorrow, and he will share life and death with the city."

Zhang Li raised his glass: "Shumi Gaoyi!"

"I just wish to live a few more years, and I just wish to watch the emergence of talents in this country." Wang Yuanlang said sadly, and there was a kind of righteousness of worrying about the country and the people. Living for a few more years means taking care of the bright moon in the border, and watching the emergence of talents more, so that we can leave safely.

No matter when this nation has these backbones, it will support a sky for millions of people.

Seeing Wang Yuanlang today made Xu Jie feel relieved.

It would be much easier for Xu Jie to meet Xie Fang and others in the future. Xu Jie still took into account the destruction and establishment of the people, and I don’t know what kind of sense it would be in the hearts of these loyal elderly people. Wang Yuanlang represents these people. Wang Yuanlang’s attitude changes today mean that this type of people will not really be incompatible with Xu Jie.

Perhaps Xu Jie also benefited from Ouyang Zheng on this issue.

If there were really a group of extremely high-profile old men and Xu Jie were incompatible and stood up to cheer up, Xu Jie would definitely be in huge trouble at that time.

The banquet came to an end with these words.

The three of them slowly went downstairs and said goodbye to each other.

Xu Jie was not conspicuous on the way home, and was no different from pedestrians.

Perhaps Xu Jie was the first Shangshu Pushe who came and went alone every day. From ancient times to the present, there was probably no prime minister like Xu Jie who even had fewer seats on the frame, let alone escorts.

But there was always a white dress followed by. When Xu Jie walked alone, the white dress would come out and stay with Xu Jie, and chat with Xu Jie in simple words.

Xu Jie seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

Just like an ordinary person among millions of people.

He Jiyue spoke: "There have been many masters in the capital recently."

"Where did you receive the message?" Xu Jie asked.

"It's not the news I received, but I just feel that there is a different kind of aura coming and going in the inner city. Even the Shangshu Province has experienced a master coming and going." He Jiyue replied.

Xu Jie frowned. There were very few masters in the capital, because the capital was not a place for the people of the martial arts world at all, and it was not those masters who were willing to leave a place. Except for the Golden Palace Guard, very few masters would come to the capital.

Xu Jie, the guard of the Golden Palace, was familiar with He Jiyue, and he gradually became familiar with him. Since He Jiyue said that, it was obvious that there were foreign masters running around in the city.

Xu Jie couldn't help but think a lot and said, "Jiyue, if there are any masters wandering in the inner city, you can follow and see what these people have."

He Jiyue nodded, "Yeah" for a moment.

Xu Jie said again: "Be careful."

He Jiyue was extremely confident and said, "No one can hurt me, don't worry."

The two of them have finished talking about the topic.

Not long after, He Jiyue spoke again: "Father has written a letter."

Xu Jie stopped, turned to look at He Jiyue, and asked, "I wonder what the leader He said in his letter?"

The letter from He Zhenqing means that He Zhenqing knows where He Jiyue is. Only in this way can the letter be sent to He Jiyue's hands.

"My father said he was home and missed him very much. He told me to go home as soon as possible and not stay in the capital for too long."

"Oh, why don't I send someone to propose marriage first?" Xu Jie asked.

He Jiyue suddenly turned red and walked forward as soon as she started, ignoring Xu Jie who said this.

This made the straight man Xu Jie a little confused and didn't know where he said the wrong words.

Xu Jie was still thinking about this question, but He Jiyue had already walked far ahead, but she did not disappear from Xu Jie's sight.

Xu Jie still said to himself: "Is it time to propose marriage or not?"

Xu Jie thought it would be a topic of quotient and quantity. However, in this era, this issue is really not a topic of quotient and quantity.

The ceremony of ascension to the throne has arrived. Liang Boyong is busy and frowning, frowning and going back and forth, fearing that something will go wrong.

Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain came again with stars and moon.

The ceremony of worshiping heaven was still presided over by Taoist priests. This is a process that has remained unchanged from many dynasties.

It also represents the nation's concept of heaven and earth, and also represents the nation's concept of gods. No matter how the Buddha prospers, worships the ancestors of heaven and earth, or presides over the Taoist priests.

The immortals and gods are actually humans, they are the ancients and ancestors of this nation. People are protecting this nation, but in the final analysis, they are the spirit of the ancients, protecting this nation.
To be continued...