When the bystanders heard this, they felt as if they had fallen into a fog. The hedonistic son of a wealthy family, Wang Yuanran, didn't even listen since he didn't understand. He absent-mindedly admired the flowers, plants, and strange stones in Qi Manor. Jin Lanting carefully chewed on the words of the old and young. This second-in-command of the Imperial College who already had one foot in the center of the dynasty already knew too much inside information. First, Chancellor Qi said he was just going with the flow. In that case, not only was the emperor not angry about Ji Bei's turmoil, he was instead happy to see it happen. Jin Lanting didn't find this strange. Back then, when the entire Han family died, it was only the first wave of cutting grass in Ji Province, this important border region. What followed next was probably the second wave. Second, Chancellor Qi revealed that there would be a patrol of the entire eastern border in the near future. Perhaps the two Liao were dissatisfied with the imperial court's suggestion of having an assistant minister of the Ministry of War 'patrol in place of the Son of Heaven', so there was some backlash. There was an urgent need for an important figure with even higher authority than a third-ranked assistant minister to pacify them and set down the rules first. Then, in the future, the 'assistant minister patrolling the border, supervising local military affairs' move could be followed. Jin Lanting even thought further. Assistant minister patrolling the border, right now, it was only the two Liao. Could he take an even bigger step and expand the 'border' to Beiliang in the western border and Southern Tang Path in the southernmost territory? Third, the elder wanted Yuan Tingshan to learn how to kill Xu Xiao. Did this mean that the imperial court, which had previously bestowed the posthumous title of 'Wu Li', was starting to change its direction when Beimang invaded the south? Did they want to add some good reputation for Xu Xiao in official history? If this really was the case, then Jin Lanting couldn't continue to oppose the imperial court at this time.
Jin Lanting subconsciously stared at the pile of fengshui stones that seemed incomparably ugly to him. He suddenly felt that he was no longer that fledgling who had just entered the capital. He didn't dare to claim that his wings were fully grown, but he had more or less figured out the hidden context of the Li Yang dynasty. In the future, as long as he followed Qi Yanglong's words and 'went with the flow', why would he have to worry about not leaving his name in history? Why would he stay in seclusion in a small Imperial College for the rest of his life? Eternal Emblem Spring, that was the twenty something years of peace and prosperity Grand Secretary Zhang and Tantanon worked together to create. Then in his hands, wouldn't he be able to create an even greater 'auspicious symbol spring'? He was still young, only in his early thirties. As long as he paid attention to his health, he could at least live for another forty years. It was definitely not a delusion to serve two or three emperors. When he reached Qi Yanglong's age, would the same scene repeat itself? A group of young men who had the greatest hope of ascending to the top of the Imperial Pavilion were standing outside the hall of the mansion and treating him as if he was a god?
The old man probably felt that it was inappropriate for him to favor Yuan Tingshan too much. Therefore, he turned around and chatted with Wu Shizhen, "Little Zhenren Wu, Great Zhenren Wu has been running around for the past year. A few days ago, your father came to our mansion as a guest. When I saw him, he was even thinner than this old man. Little Zhenren Wu, you should tell your father that health is more important than anything else."
Wu Shizhen was immediately overwhelmed by this unexpected favor, hurriedly bowing deeply with his hands clasped in front of him, feeling both fear and pleasant surprise. He said excitedly, "My father has admired Sir Qi for a long time, privately saying that being able to work together with Sir Qi is his greatest honor. This youngster believes that even if my father loses a bit of weight, as long as it can accumulate a bit of good karma for the imperial court, it is also something that cannot be passed on. "
Capital's Song Family originally had the great and young masters, their power overturning the literary scene. Now, it was replaced with the great and powerful Wu Family great and young masters, in charge of Northern Dao Sect's affairs, using one surname to face another, standing on equal footing with Dragon Tiger Mountain's Heavenly Master Manor. Great Peace City was just like this. When the elders left, there would always be new people quickly taking their place.
Qi Yanglong dismissed this with a laugh, nodding his head. Then, he looked towards Wang Yuanran. This youngster was just given a look by this elder, yet he was already silent like a cicada in winter, where was the arrogance and conceit he normally displayed when exchanging cups with his rogues? The elder sighed and said, "The newborn calf does not fear the tiger. This is a good thing for people who have nothing to lose. Wealth comes from danger. But if you young people of noble status are not afraid of anything, then you are harmful to the country. Yuanran, it is not easy for Minister Wang to become an official. Although you are not the eldest son and do not need to carry the burden of the family, you are the most loved by your father. It is also a good thing that you are afraid of this old man. It looks like the rumors in the capital that Tantanon is watching your actions in the Imperial College are not without reason. Yuanran, do not disappoint Huan Pushe's good intentions. "
Wang Yuanran was too busy trembling to understand what the elder was saying. He only nodded his head furiously, his face red.
Crown Prince Zhao Zhuan saw Wang Yuanran's uneasiness and the corners of his mouth curled imperceptibly.
Qi Yanglong then chatted with the two junior generals who were not much better off than Wang Yuanran. Then, he smiled at Zhao Zhuan and said, "Your Highness, why don't the two of us walk around the fu?"
Zhao Zhuan and the old man walked on the quiet stone path that was still shaded by greenery. Qi Yanglong joked, "Your Highness, your father-in-law just left and you're already following him. Did the father-in-law and son-in-law make an appointment in advance? What, you want to use your numbers to show off your power to this old man? "
Zhao Zhuan said with an innocent expression, "Mister Qi, if I told my father-in-law this, then wouldn't the scholar of Dongyuan Pavilion not be able to eat and sleep in peace? When my wife gets angry, it will be my turn to not be able to eat and sleep in peace. "
The elder laughed and said, "Your Highness loves the country and the beauty, it's the fortune of the country."
The two of them strolled for the time it took to brew a cup of tea. The young eunuch of Ceremony Directorate, Song Tanglu, suddenly appeared in front of them. Zhao Zhuan didn't say anything and went back the way they came, leading the group of like-minded Eastern Palace guests away from Qi Manor. They all looked like they had come in high spirits and returned in high spirits.
Before they all boarded their carriages, Jin Lanting, who was closer to Wu Shizhen, walked forward and said softly, "Shizhen, remember, tell your father that Grand Chancellor Qi said that his body is more important than anything else!"
Wu Shizhen was confused and asked, "En? What does San Lang mean? "
Jin Lanting didn't explain in detail and said with a calm expression, "You just have to pass it on, your father will understand."
After being reminded, Wu Shizhen also figured out the mystery behind it. His expression became solemn as he lowered his voice and said, "San Lang, Wu Shizhen will remember this kindness!"
Jin Lanting waved his hand and walked into the carriage.
Jin Lanting, who was now respectfully called 'San Lang' by the nobles of the capital, sat cross-legged in the cabin of the carriage that he had purposely changed into. He stretched out his palms and tapped them lightly with his fingers, smiling deeply.
It was unknown which wise sage had said that if the entire world was compared to a large net and those roads were the wires, then Great Peace City, which was the center of the dynasty, would be the starting point of this net. Whether or not one could be called an important official of the center didn't depend on what rank they were as an official, but on whether they had the ability to spin silk and weave a net. Jin Lanting felt that he already had this ability because he could influence many big shots of the dynasty and influence the direction of Sun Li. Even if it was still insignificant now, this situation that everyone knew about was not to be underestimated.
Yuan Tingshan's trip to the capital didn't have much fanfare. Just like this visit to the Qi Manor, he had taken the Crown Prince's carriage along the way. The two of them sat in the same carriage. Zhao Zhuan and Yuan Tingshan lazily leaned against the walls of the carriage, one on the left and one on the right. Obviously, they were the ones who hit it off the best.
Zhao Zhuan smiled and said, "Tingshan, why don't you let Sir Qi finish speaking?"
Yuan Tingshan touched the famous saber "Flood Dragon Tendon" that did not come to him with any reward. His eyes were complicated.
Zhao Zhuan closed his eyes and his smile didn't fade. "Actually, whether you become Xu Xiao or Gu Jiantang in the future, I don't care. Compared to my wise and powerful father, I'm far too lacking. Only in the matter of tolerance, I've won by a little. "
Yuan Tingshan sat up straight as sweat poured down like rain.
Zhao Zhuan muttered to himself, "The thick frost is fiercer than the blazing sun. It's a pity that the old farmers in the countryside understand this simple principle, but the smart people in the capital don't understand it."
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