Zhao Guo, Zhao Yuan outside Handan City, Zhaomei Pond.

Yan Bei was reading letters sent from all over the country, and at the same time writing replies to all places. Guanzhong's frustration sent a letter to ask him to rest easy, the land of Guanzhong has gradually stabilized, and the influence of the princes of the past has faded in the army, and it is recommended that he move the Great Sima Mansion to the country, and at the same time serve him as a lieutenant of the division and concurrently lead to political affairs; Youzhou Yandong's letter is faster, similar to the frustration and asks the emperor to grant Yanbei the number of general, which is more explicit; Compared with the enterprising spirit of the cronies of these two states, Jizhou Mu Hanfu is much more interesting.

This Jizhou elder is the real weather vane of the imperial court, Han Wenjie picked a child, submitted to the Great Sima Mansion to tell the elders, regardless of whether the court agreed or not, led the family to take the car all the way down the official road and swayed into the territory of Zhao State, and didn't even say hello to Yanbei, and after placing the family in the post house, he ran to the gate of the Zhao Palace with two pots of old wine and waited. There were still cavalrymen who recognized Han Fu, so Zhao Yuan got the message and led Han Fu into the garden.

When Han Fu came, Yanbei was reading the letter sent by Xun Yue, the pastor of Bingzhou, and the words were not good, after all, Xun Yue was the elder of Yanbei in terms of seniority, and it was not his own will to be crowned king, and he was thinking hard about explaining this situation to Xun Yue, and asked him if there was any better solution than now. Just put down the pen, I heard that Han Fu was visiting, and the joy in my heart was indescribable, and I immediately got up and got on the horse, and before I ran a hundred steps, I saw the dry and thin old man Han swaying and carrying the wine jug and was led over by the rider.

"Brother Wenjie, why are you here?"

Han Fu can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, but he passed through Zhao Yuan's hunting ground and passed through the mountain road to the pavilion looking at the mountain pavilion and the Zhaomei Pond above his head, and said to Yanbei with envy: "Zhao Di Lingxiu, the king is blessed, but the time of this king is not good...... A pot of wine was mentioned below, can the king have the intention to drink it together? ”

"It's intentional, haha!" Yan Bei smiled and led the way for Han Fu, thinking in his heart who Han Fu came over for, and said with a smile as he walked: "King Zhao's, it's just a matter of others talking about it, why should Brother Wenjie be like this, he still calls the table words, you don't have to see the outside, do you want Yan to call Brother Wenjie the middle marquis?" ”

Han Fu was named a pavilion marquis by the imperial court because of his meritorious service in educating Jizhou last year, and there are hundreds of households in the northern part of Zhongshan Kingdom, but the identity of Jizhou Mu is always more noble than this pavilion marquis, so some people will be called Hou, and more people are more willing to be called envoys.

Han Fu smiled and said two sentences, 'Etiquette cannot be abolished', and when he sat down with Yanbei, he drank the bottle together, put down the wine vessel and opened his mouth: "Zhongqing, the old man has submitted a table to the court, resigned from the position of Jizhou pastor, and wants to settle down in your feudal country, I don't know what the king thinks?" ”

"You, you're resigned?" Yan Bei suddenly glared in disbelief, he had only heard of the resignation of the three princes and nine qing, but he had not heard of the resignation of the good state pastor, and immediately held up the case and asked: "This Jizhou pastor is good and dignified, why did he resign?" is to resign, who can take on the responsibility of leading Jizhou! ”

The back is what Yanbei wants to say, now let him take out another state pastor, there is no cadre around him who can manage such a complex environment as Jizhou, if it is other state capitals, even if the county appoints talents, the state can maintain the rule of a stabbing history, but Jizhou can't! Jizhou is adjacent to the princes of all walks of life in the south, and it is also the location of the imperial court in Gyeonggi, and it also holds one-third of the grain output in the north, and it has gradually been able to compare with Youzhou in terms of grain and grass taxes.

"It's true, Han's family has been temporarily resting in Handanyi." Han Fu's tired smile revealed relief, and he said to Yan Bei: "The resignation form will be handed over to your Da Sima Mansion, the imperial court has agreed, or a rider will send a message in a few days." As for Jizhou, you don't have to worry, the successor recommended by Han in the above table ...... It's you. ”

In a short period of time, Yan Bei's expression changed extremely colorfully, and his heart seemed to be lifted on Taihang Mountain and fell back to his chest suddenly, he was stunned for ten breaths without words, and then he looked at Han Fu's aging face and let out a long breath, pursed his lips and raised his head again to pour down a bottle of sake, and sighed to Han Fu in an astringent voice: "Brother Wenjie, why bother? ”

The two of them didn't seem to tacitly mention how the princes and kings led the big Sima and how they led the Jizhou pastor.

"There's nothing bitter, Han Mou's life is like this, I always thought that the court would move to Yecheng, so many talented ministers died in disaster, and the old man in terms of seniority can also be the third prince for a year and a half, and then he will be a minister, and now you Zhongqing Gong said that there is no third duke, and the court will not have three dukes." Han Fu was like an old farmer who owed a harvest, his face was wrinkled like a courgette, and his appearance of scratching his ears and cheeks reminded Yanbei of Han Fu, who had not been confused many years ago, and shouted loudly, "Zhongqing save me!" But he didn't think it was funny, he just listened carefully to Han Fu complaining: "There is no hope, it is not interesting to occupy the state pastor again, you can't raise an army against you because of this matter, even if you are reversed, you can't hold out for half a month...... The Yingchuan Han clan withered due to the war, and there were only a few clan juniors left, Zhong Qing, you and I had a relationship, let them be in the Zhao Kingdom, you can use your talents. ”

Although Han Fu's radical personality has always shown a weak side in the face of Yan Bei's strength, but in the end, it is a former prince, and Yan Bei can't think about what kind of mood he feels in his heart when he says something like him face to face that he can't hold up for half a month. In any case, this good Yan Bei wrote it down, nodded and said: "This brother can rest assured, but anyone who is talented will have a good way out under Yan's door!" ”

Han Fu is the only prince in Jizhou except for Yan, who has tens of thousands of horses in his hands, and has been stationed in Hanoi, even if the emperor was controlled by Yanbei when he returned to the east, in the final analysis, it was still Han Fu's person, and now he handed over the military power and Jizhou to Yanbei, and Yanbei could hear Han Fu's meaning in a short conversation...... In Yecheng, someone instigated Han Fu to raise troops.

Most of the reason is because of the abolition of the three princes.

In fact, Han Fu was afraid, maybe he was afraid of Zhao Guo's himself, and maybe he was afraid of the atmosphere of Yedu.

"These months...... No one is having a good time. "Yanbei smiled bitterly, the exploits of the Xiongnu have not yet offset the evil feelings of the Confucian scholars caused by the indulgence of Taixue, and when he came back, he saw that the emperor was instigated by others and changed his portrait, and he abolished the three dukes in a fit of anger, and was just dragged into the Qingji war by Yuan Shao, and the emperor gave himself the title of king again, breaking the taboo." Too much has happened, and the taste of roasting on the fire is unpleasant. Brother Wenjie, adversity sees people's hearts! ”

"Heh, then I'm afraid Zhong Qing will see you slowly in the next few months." Han Fu chuckled, wiped the wine on his beard on the side of his mouth, took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and said, "Han is here, but he is here to spread the word for many people." Wen Hou asked the old man to bring a letter, and he also wanted to move to Handan. and Zhang Yan, you just left Beijing and went north, he took a team of feather forests to ride to Montenegro, and he built a thatched hut on the mountain to hunt and plow the fields every day; Yang Feng is sick and can't afford to close the door, and he can only reflect slowly, and he doesn't know what's going on, and he should have reflected it after a month. ”

Han Fu looked at Yanbei, and then looked in the direction of Yedu, feeling like a discredited tiger and a baby without a guard servant in swaddling clothes with only noble blood.

"Like you said, no one has been comfortable for the past few months."