Since the Renchen Palace Change, Li Xin basically stayed in the center, and he didn't have any idea of rebellion, so he was not so persistent in officialdom, and even a kind of attitude of ignorance, which can be seen from the fact that he has been a secretary of the military department for seven years, but he has not been to the yamen of the military department a few times.

Li Xin only left some power that could guarantee him a way back.

If he has the mind to fight for power and profit, seven years of military officials is enough for him to cultivate a generation of protégés and former officials, plus his status as the first celebrity in the Taikang Dynasty, the Jing'an Hou Mansion will not snub Kurama in front of the door.

Especially after the death of Taikang Tianzi, he had more than one opportunity to take charge of the center, and if he was stronger, he could even stay in the capital directly to be his minister, instead of leaving the capital again and again and taking the initiative to return to his hometown in the southwest.

To say a bad word, in the first year of Yuan Zhao, the change of Shen Yan, Li Xin Danfan had a little crooked thoughts, the Son of Heaven on the dragon chair is no longer the current Son of Heaven, abolish this emperor, and set up a five or six-year-old emperor, when the time comes, it is not up to Li Xin to handle the major affairs of the court?

And then there is, the matter of Meihuawei back then, Xiao Zheng was taken by Li Xin with a big handle in his hands, Li Xin really has some unscrupulous bad intentions, he can sit on the throne of Weiyang Palace whoever he wants, where are these bad things today.

The Marquis of Jing'an may be an ambitious person, but he is definitely not a bad person.

After listening to Li Xin's words, Ye Lan also knew that something was wrong, and he arched his hand at Li Xin: "It's for my brother to lose his words." ”

Li Xin sighed and said, "After today, I won't be able to stay in Ningling, so I will leave Ningling overnight tonight and go back to Jincheng." ”

Ye Sishao frowned.

"You and my brother will just talk about things, and don't hurt feelings."

"It's a matter of facts."

Li Xin smiled: "It doesn't hurt my feelings, Master Ye said that I am the fifth elder of the Ye family, then I will always be the fifth elder of the Ye family." ”

"It's just a matter of the Ye family's future, so I won't speak."

Speaking of this, Li Xin reached out and patted Ye Mao's shoulder and smiled: "The love is still there, but there are some things that I really shouldn't say, send me a letter if there is anything, I, as an uncle, can help." ”

As he spoke, Li Xin arched his hand to the uncle and nephew, turned around and left Lupeng, and walked towards Yejiazhuang.

The uncle and nephew looked at Li Xinyuan's back, and wanted to open their mouths to stay, but they didn't know what to say, but in the end, Ye Mao let out a long sigh, turned his head to Ye Lan and said: "Fourth uncle, Uncle Li, he didn't say that it was all for the sake of the Ye family, but he shouldn't have taken advantage of the Ye family's thoughts, what you said was too chilling." ”

The third-generation Chen Guogong picked up the coarse porcelain bowl and took a sip of water.

"When grandpa was seriously ill, it was Uncle Li who was looking for a doctor everywhere, accompanying the Ye family every day, and making the old man happy, he really didn't have bad intentions for the Ye family."

Ye Xuan frowned.

When Ye Sheng died, he was also in the capital, so he naturally knew what Li Xindu had done, and sighed slowly when he heard this: "Chang'an, his thoughts are different from ours, and I also treat him as the Ye family, but I can't listen to him in everything." ”

Ye Xuan glanced at his eldest nephew, and his tone was heavy.

"All over the Great Jin Dynasty, where is the old man not praised and praised? For this reason, we must also try our best to guard the thistle gate, and we must not ruin the reputation of the old man. ”

"As for the family business."

Ye Lan was silent for a while, and laughed at himself: "At most, as Chang'an said, you and my uncle and nephew each send a son to the southwest, so that the Ye family can branch in both places." ”

Ye Mao sighed, and instead of sitting on the futon, he sat on the ground, looked at the direction of Li Xin's departure, and let out a long sigh: "Fourth uncle, you said that Uncle Chang'an, can he succeed?" ”

"He's become."

Ye Lan silently glanced at the southwest and said meaningfully: "You haven't been to the southwest all these years, so you don't know the situation there. ”

"Today's southwest is truly a country of its own, and its national strength is only stronger than that of Nanshu back then, but if there is a war in northern Xinjiang, the imperial court will be entangled in northern Xinjiang, and then the national strength will slowly decline."

Ye Lan glanced at Ye Mao and let out a long sigh.

"Even if the status quo is maintained forever, the Southwest Army will never come out of Shu, you, Uncle Chang'an, can be regarded as the lord of a country, and if you want to ascend the throne in Jincheng in the future, it is a matter of one sentence."

"He's become the climate."

Ye Sishao's expression was complicated.

"The court can't help him."

………………

In the fourth year of the Great Jin Dynasty, it finally entered the last month, and it was snowing heavily in the capital.

After a month of careful consideration by the imperial court, a Ji family's clan was finally sent to Jizhou to temporarily take the position of Jizhou Zhenbei general.

Of course, even the clan may be robbed by robbers on the way, so the imperial court also sent 500 Yulin guards to protect the clan along the way.

As long as they arrive in the camp of the Zhenbei Army, no one will dare to kill the clan of the Ji family, after all, killing the clan is no different from rebellion.

In addition to this clan, Yuan Zhao Tianzi also sent a Lang Zhong from the military department to accompany him, which can be regarded as a staff officer for this clan.

The matter of the Zhenbei Army seems to have been solved in this way, and the matter of Qianniuwei going to Ningling to invite Mrs. Li back to Beijing has slowly come to an end, and the capital is still peaceful, as if nothing has happened, and nothing will happen.

In the school yard of the imperial city, a young man in a purple fur braved the light snow and rushed to the school yard and sat under a tent to watch.

In the center of the school field, a bunch of craftsmen from the military department were fiddling with a few jars, and after everything was ready, these craftsmen lit the oiled paper with torches, and then immediately ran away.

The oiled paper burned slowly, and soon it burned into the jar, which was silent for a while, and made a muffled sound.

The sound was not loud or small, two of the three pottery jars in the center of the school field were unharmed, and the other one was muffled by this sound, and cracks appeared on the jars.

The young man in purple was quite excited, and immediately rushed to the center of the school field, looking through the exploded clay pot, Long Yan was happy.

"Okay, I really didn't see the wrong person, and finally blew up!"

After squatting on the ground and looking at it for a while, Yuan Zhao Tianzi got up and smiled at a few craftsmen: "It's good to be able to blow it up, but the power of the southwest's heavenly thunder is far more than that, and you have to think about it slowly, and strive to make the kind of powerful heavenly thunder in the southwest as much as possible." ”

After he said this, he waved his hand at Xiao Huai, the eunuch who was following behind him.

"Reward, 100 gold per person."

Xiao Huai immediately bowed his head: "The slave obeys the order." ”

When Xiao Huaizheng went down to get the reward, Xiao Zheng, a big eunuch dressed in red, walked over with small steps, and Xiao Huai immediately bowed his head from a distance.

"Godfather."

Xiao Zheng didn't pay attention to this godson, but walked straight towards Yuan Zhao Tianzi, and after walking in front of the Tianzi, he took out a document from his sleeve, held it in his hands, and said in a respectful voice.

"Your Majesty, the book of the north."

The Son of Heaven took the urgent report and frowned: "Who sent it?" ”

"The seed of the farmer."