When Li Xin left the Wei Palace, it was already afternoon, and he wanted to go back to Princess Qinghe's Mansion, first, to inspect whether his subordinates were doing things, and second, to get food for the Princess Qinghe.

During this time, Li Xin served as the cook of Princess Qinghe's mansion, and he had to get her one or two meals to eat every day, but this was not a hard thing, anyway, Li Xin was not used to eating in this world, so he usually ate it himself, just to make a little more.

The cooking materials can also go to the account of Princess Qinghe's mansion.

Just when Li Xin was cooking in Princess Qinghe's mansion, a fast horse stumbled into the capital from the south gate of the capital, and a young man with a haggard face sat on the fast horse, this young man walked quickly on the victory street, and roared: "Express Yixin, give way, give way!" ”

The post law of the Great Jin Dynasty stipulates that there are three kinds of post letters, one is ordinary post letters, and then there is an urgent one, and the more urgent one is the special express post letter.

The urgent post letter is okay, but the post station along the way to change horses as soon as possible, but the express is not the same, this kind of post letter often has to make one person and three horses, along the way the post station must prepare the best horse rotation, must be sent to the capital as soon as possible.

How high can this level of urgency be?

The messenger who holds the express post letter is not guilty of hitting and killing people along the way, and if anyone obstructs along the way, he will be punished as a serious crime.

The common people in the capital are relatively politically sensitive, and after hearing this, they hurriedly dodged both sides and made way on the bustling victory street.

The envoy's body was slightly panicked, and he rushed directly towards the imperial city in the northern city, and when he walked to the root of the imperial city, the already emaciated envoy shook the letter in his hand and hissed: "Emergency military situation in southern Xinjiang, urgent military situation in southern Xinjiang!" ”

"Li Xing, a rebel in southern Xinjiang, has entangled 50,000 people to raise troops and rebel, and has occupied several county seats!"

The guards on duty in front of the Yong'an Gate were on duty, and when they heard the words, their faces changed greatly, and while letting go of the palace gate, they were in a hurry to report to the officials.

After half an hour, the envoy finally passed through many checkpoints, walked to Changle Palace, and knelt in front of the Son of Chengde.

His voice was hoarse.

"Your Majesty, the prefect of Hanzhou, Yamen, and the anti-thief Li Xing and others in southern Xinjiang have rebelled against the order of Deyang County, raised the banner of the Southern Han Dynasty, and entangled tens of thousands of anti-thieves to make trouble, and now they have occupied several counties in Hanzhou!"

"The thief is fierce, please make a decision!"

It stands to reason that no matter which dynasty or generation of the Son of Heaven, the most headache or fear is that someone rebels, because only this can fundamentally threaten the rule of the Son of Heaven, but after Emperor Chengde received this urgent letter, he did not panic, but was expressionless.

This current son of heaven, dressed in purple civilian clothes, looked out of the palace gate lightly and muttered to himself.

"Hasn't the southwest been a little quieter these years, how can you say that there is chaos?"

The envoy said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, the villain is just a ...... to deliver letters"

"I didn't ask you."

Chengde Tianzi waved his hand lightly: "I already know the matter, you have worked hard all the way, go down and rest." ”

"Yes..."

When the post envoy walked out of Changle Palace, the Chengde Tianzi smiled coldly and threw the post letter in his hand on the ground.

"What a coincidence, less than two months after Li Shen returned to Beijing, Southern Xinjiang was in chaos again, it seems that my Great Jin, without him Pingnanhou Mansion, it really won't work!"

The great eunuch Chen Ju bent over and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is angry..."

"How can I calm my anger!"

Chengde Tianzi slapped the table heavily and roared in a low voice: "Li Shen, he doesn't even want to do superficial work, he just wants to tell me that he is tired of staying in the capital and wants to go back to southern Xinjiang to "quell the rebellion"!" ”

Li Shen wanted to leave the capital, this is a matter of course, after all, there is actually a discord between the Pingnan Hou Mansion and the Great Jin Imperial Family, and both sides are afraid of each other.

The family of Pingnan Hou Mansion stayed in the capital, that is, Li Shen's "proton" left in the capital, with a proton, it is unlikely that he will be in the capital for a long time, in case the emperor is not ready to ask for face, he gritted his teeth and cut Li Shen down, and then served the Pingnan Hou Mansion up and down, then the Pingnan army in southern Xinjiang will be leaderless in an instant.

This solution is only undignified, but it is indeed the most convenient way.

However, the Li family is not completely unprepared, the Pingnan Hou Mansion selected a large number of young soldiers from the Southern Xinjiang Army, and retired to the Pingnan Hou Mansion in the capital as a "ministry", this is the last hand of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, if the emperor really wants to attack their family, these more than 1,000 troops may be able to protect one or two people from the capital.

However, until the time of last resort, the Pingnan Hou Mansion will not be willing to turn against the imperial court.

Therefore, Li Shen could not stay in the capital.

Only when he returns to southern Xinjiang, can he himself, as well as the Pingnan Hou Mansion in the capital, be able to guarantee safety.

Chengde's face turned red angrily, and he slapped the table angrily: "Li Shen is treating me and the entire court as fools!" ”

Chen Ju bent down slightly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty is angry, there is nothing in the world that Your Majesty can't solve, Your Majesty must not be angry." ”

Chengde Tianzi took several deep breaths before he could barely calm himself down, he bent down and picked up the post letter, then sat back on his dragon chair and read the letter carefully.

The person who wrote this letter was Qi Yuan, the prefect of Hanzhou, who was a Jinshi in Chengde for seven years, and was personally sent to Hanzhou by the Son of Heaven in Chengde three years ago as an official, and was entrusted with great hope.

It's only been three years.

The Emperor of Chengde secretly gritted his teeth.

This southern Xinjiang, is it really not leaky?

Qi Yuan's betrayal is not surprising, southern Xinjiang has been run by the Pingnan Hou Mansion for more than 30 years, and the Pingnan Hou Mansion has military power in his hands, Qi Yuan, a scholar, can not become a prefect in Hanzhou alone.

When you go to southern Xinjiang, life and death are controlled in the hands of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, and if you don't obey, you will "die of a violent illness", in this case, you can't expect anyone to be brave and loyal.

When the Son of Chengde sent him, he just had the attitude of giving it a try.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair, closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

"Chen Ju, what should you do about this matter?"

Grand Duke Chen frowned.

Originally, in this case, as long as Li Shen was sent back to southern Xinjiang, within three months, the rebellion in southern Xinjiang would be quelled, but Chen Ju had followed the emperor for so many years, and naturally knew that his master didn't like to listen to this now, so the big eunuch bowed his head and said softly: "Your Majesty, you don't want Pingnanhou to leave Beijing?" ”

The Son of Chengde snorted: "Do I have a choice, if I don't send him, the rebellion in southern Xinjiang will become more and more intense, and the imperial court will send a military general to death if he goes to southern Xinjiang, and he can't control the Pingnan army at all." ”

The big eunuch's eyes rolled, and suddenly his heart moved.

"Your Majesty, the old slave has an idea......"