Seeing that Cui Xichen had agreed, the King of Hui revealed a gratified smile, turned to look at Cui Xichen, and said sincerely: "Duke, you and I know each other well, you are the person I rely on and trust the most — —"
Cui Xichen's eyelids twitched, thinking to himself that this was a heart-wrenching remark.
You said I am the person you rely on and trust the most, then where does that person of the Song family stand?
Besides, among the many palace maids and guards in the procession, how could there not be the spies of the Song family or other families? If these words were to spread, then the Cui clan would most likely become a thorn in the eyes of countless people, a thorn in the eyes of others?
However, isn't this method of sowing discord too childish?
To be able to climb to this position, which one of them does not have a clever heart? Just because of your flattery, can the alliances that are united because of interests fall apart?
"Your Majesty, I am loyal to the Chu clan, loyal to the West Wind Kingdom, and willing to die for my West Wind Kingdom." Cui Xichen bowed respectfully, similarly deeply moved.
"Don't say words like 'die' casually '." The King of Hui reached out to pull Cui Xichen's arm. "The Kingdom is in its prime, how can I talk about life and death so easily? Besides, I also need a loyal and patriotic person like Duke to assist me, so that we can protect our land, the prestige of the country, and the Chu clan will not fall into the hands of outsiders — — "
Cui Xichen's heart sank, thinking to himself: what does the King of Hui mean by this? Could it be that his dissatisfaction with the Song clan is unbearable and he wants to win me over?
With the strength of him and the King of Hui, do you want to eliminate the Song clan? That's simply wishful thinking.
Besides, even if you want to win me over, you should find a hidden place, a place where there is no second person present.
Why do you want to talk to me about such a private matter in such a place?
"Your Majesty, why worry? My West Wind Kingdom has many fierce generals and brave warriors. With a strong Starry Sky cultivator like Old immortal Song, I will certainly be able to protect my West Wind Kingdom, the prestige of the country, and the Chu clan will not fall into the hands of outsiders. When my West Wind Kingdom restores its strength for a few years, we will be able to launch an expedition and unify the divine continent. At that time, the Chu clan's flag can be planted in every corner of the world. Your Majesty can also become a wise ruler that will be admired by future generations. "
Hearing Cui Xichen's seemingly sincere and sincere words, a trace of regret surfaced on the Hui King's face, before he said with a smile: "Yes. I only ask the Heavens to give me a few more days. I will definitely create a prosperous western era with all the loyal and patriotic ministers. I will let the Chu family's flag be planted in every corner of the world, and let all the ministers' fiefdoms extend to the nine countries of the Divine Land. "
"Your Majesty is wise." Cui Xichen timely flattered.
The King of the Hui nation waved his hand and said with a smile, "Then it's decided. In tomorrow's court assembly, I will propose that Cui Xinli be appointed as the Imperial Envoy of the Note Conference of the Nine Kingdoms, with Cui Jian as the Deputy Envoy. The two of us will go to the Peacock Imperial Court to check the pulse of West Wind and see what the Peacock King is up to. "
"Yes, Your Majesty. When Cui Xinli and Cui Jian come to thank the Emperor for his grace, I will ask Your Highness to personally instruct them to bathe in the Emperor's grace. "
"Alright. Then I will wait for them to come see me. " The Hui King said happily. "The Tiandu cherry trees in front have all bloomed. I specially asked people to transplant these Tiandu cherry trees from the extreme north. They will bloom a few days earlier than the Tiandu cherry trees in Tiandu, Duke will accompany me to see — —"
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As the Prime Minister of a country, Gu Qinglin was busy with a myriad of affairs every day.
First, he dealt with the Lu clan's rebellion and the new Emperor's ascension to the throne. The officials and heads of the various departments had to report to him for instructions on all major and minor matters.
It was not easy to clean up the Lu clan's rebel party and straighten out the matters of the new Emperor's ascension to the throne. The West Wind Kingdom once again moved towards peace and tranquility according to the intentions of some people.
It was not easy to think that he could rest for a period of time, but he did not expect Song Yu's matter to happen. Song Yu and he were the two giant oars of the Song clan's ship that braved the wind and waves and was invincible. They, one civil and one military, echoed each other and complemented each other.
Although Song Yu had never taken him, the son-in-law of the Song family, seriously, and he also did not like Song Yu's arrogant and domineering character.
However, they both knew the importance of each other, so the two got along with each other peacefully.
Unexpectedly, Song Yu was caught in a case of extermination and could not extricate himself. Not only did his reputation hit rock bottom, but even the Song clan's thousand-year-old scholarly family name was tarnished. In the end, with no other choice, Old immortal Song personally smashed his head.
Song Yu was dead. Then who was the commander of the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Iron Gate Army?
The funeral had to be held and the etiquette had to be observed. He also had to take care of the thoughts and relationships of all aspects of the Song clan.
Also, in a few days it would be the wedding day of Song Tinyun of the Song family and Cui Xiaoxin of the Cui family. Originally, with the Song clan's incident, the wedding date had to be continued no matter what.
Unexpectedly, Song Tinyun, the young master, was so impatient that he insisted on holding the wedding according to the previously agreed date. Was this in conflict with the ancient etiquette? Would it make the Cui family dissatisfied?
Someone had just died in the Song clan, and now he had to marry their daughter back. Would they be happy?
Also, if such a thing were to spread out, what would the people of Tiandu think of the Song clan?
Although Song Yu was not Song Tinyun's father, they were still blood-related uncle and nephew. According to the ancient etiquette, Song Tinyun had to observe mourning for him for a year — — Even if His Majesty seized his affection, there should be a half-year buffer period, right?
And the result?
In less than a month's time, Song Tinyun was going to marry a bride. Was he not afraid that people would scold him for being lecherous? In the future, if he were to enter the imperial court as an official, it would be a huge weakness that could be used against him.
There was also the candidate for the imperial envoy of the Nine Countries Note Council. He had communicated with the King of Hui alone, wanting to let Shangguan Tianjun, who was on good terms with the Song clan, take up the post, but the King of Hui said that Shangguan Tianjun and the Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court, Ying Qiandu, had a great enmity. If he were to go, it would most likely anger the Peacock Imperial Court.
Gu Qinglin argued that Shangguan Tianjun was only responding to the call of the Nine Countries Dragon Slayer Alliance to slay a dragon. The Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court, Ying Qiandu, did not know how to respect herself. As a princess of the human race, she protected and sided with an evil dragon. Moreover, that Princess Ying is cruel and merciless. She had led her army to cross the border and killed thousands of soldiers of the Qilin army and General Song Lang. She has a blood feud with my West Wind. How can my West Wind Kingdom mistreat our meritorious general just because we are worried about the attitude of a woman?
The King of Hui still said that this matter needed to be considered at length, and most likely already had another candidate in mind.
Gu Qinglin felt even more exhausted as he thought of these troublesome things.
Although he was the Right Minister, he was in fact just a housekeeper of the Song clan. The affairs of the state had to be dealt with, and family matters could not be neglected.
Closing the document in his hand, Gu Qinglin rubbed his somewhat sore eyes and asked aloud, "What time is it?"
"Xu." The little errand boy who had been waiting by his side answered in a low voice. He stepped forward and gently massaged Gu Qinglin's shoulders, to slightly relieve his weary body.
"It's time to rest." Gu Qinglin sighed softly.
"Yes. Lord, you should go back early. It's so late, Madam should still be waiting for Lord. "The little errand boy persuaded.
Hearing the errand boy's words, Gu Qinglin did not feel relaxed, and instead his weary body became even heavier.
His wife Song Que was the young miss of the Song clan, and was also a famous flower in Tiandu. He did not mind that he was a poor boy and was willing to marry into a lower class, and received the huge push and support of the Song clan. He rose step by step to become the Prime Minister who was below only one person and above tens of thousands of people.
In the early days, the two of them got along well, and had some happy days. But as time went by, Gu Qinglin clearly felt that Song Que always more or less showed a condescending attitude in front of him. Even if he ascended to the position of the Right Prime Minister step by step, it was just a trivial thing in her eyes. Because Gu Qinglin and Song Que knew that the reason why he could be where he was today was entirely because of the support of his wife's family.
If the Song clan no longer supported him, he was afraid that he could no longer keep his position as the Prime Minister.
Gu Qinglin did not know when he began to have a knot in his heart.
He still loved Song Que, but this kind of love had begun to change. Moreover, the way they got along with each other began to change. They became more and more courteous and humble, but no longer had any passion. Even the monthly affairs between husband and wife were handled perfunctorily, just because he did not want to shed all pretense of cordiality, which would make everyone look bad.
He dared not take a concubine. Marrying the daughter of the Song clan was more delicate than marrying a royal princess. How dare he mention taking a concubine?
Therefore, like many officials, Gu Qinglin secretly raised a concubine outside.
It was a woman from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. She was as gentle as water and as docile as a cat. Moreover, the woman was proficient in all kinds of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She often discussed poems and essays with him until late at night.
Gu Qinglin suddenly felt that he had found a bosom friend, and his gradually aging body instantly regained its youth.
Many times, Gu Qinglin did not want to go home. He would rather go out to chat with the woman, eat a table of side dishes, and write a few words and play a game of chess when he was in a good mood. His mood would be much better in an instant.
"I won't go back today." Gu Qinglin said softly.
The little attendant immediately understood Gu Qinglin's meaning and said with a smile, "Your Honor, I'll send someone to report to Madam that the master has something to deal with today, so he will stay in the Grand Council."
"OK." A smile appeared on Gu Qinglin's mouth. Although there were many chores, he still enjoyed the flattery of people around him. "On the way back, ask someone to bring two boxes of pastries from Qiongyu House to Madam … Madam likes them best."
"Yes, Your Honor."
Gu Qinglin stretched himself and said, "Let's go. Let's go and have a rest. "
Gu Qinglin's carriage left the Grand Council and went to the west of the city opposite to the mansion, but he did not find a pair of eyes secretly watching him.
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