Since the Renchen Palace Transformation, Li Xin basically stayed in the center. He had no idea of ​​rebellion, so he was not so persistent in the officialdom, and even had an attitude of ignoring it. It can be seen from the fact that he had been the Minister of War for seven years, but had never been to the Ministry of War for a few times.

Li Xin only left some strength that could guarantee a way out for him.

If he had the intention of fighting for power and profit, the seven-year military official would be enough for him to train a generation of disciples and former officials. In addition, he was the number one celebrity in the Taikang Dynasty, the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion would not be neglected in front of the door.

Especially after Emperor Taikang passed away, he had the opportunity to take charge of the center more than once. If he was stronger, he could even stay in the capital and be his powerful minister, instead of leaving the capital again and again and taking the initiative to return to his hometown in the southwest.

To put it bluntly, during the Shenyan Incident in the first year of Yuan Zhao, Li Xin had a little distortion. The emperor on the dragon throne was no longer the emperor. If this emperor was abolished, and another five or six-year-old emperor would be established. At that time, how could Li Xin take care of major affairs in the court?

Another thing is that when Li Xin was involved in the incident of the Plum Blossom Guard, Xiao Zheng was given a huge handle in his hands. Li Xinzhen had some bad intentions by any means. He wanted to sit on the throne in Weiyang Palace, and where could he have these broken things today?

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

After hearing Li Xin's words, Ye Lin also knew that there was something wrong with him. He bowed to Li Xin: "It's because of my brother."

Li Xin sighed and said, "After today, I can't stay in Ningling anymore. Tonight I will leave Ningling overnight and go back to Jincheng."

Young Master Ye frowned.

"You and my brothers are just talking about the matter and don't hurt feelings."

"It's about the matter."

Li Xin smiled and said, "It's not hurting your feelings either. Master Ye said I am the fifth brother of the Ye family, so I will always be the fifth brother of the Ye family."

"It's just something that happened to the Ye family in the future, so I won't speak."

Speaking of this, Li Xin reached out and patted Ye Mao on the shoulder and smiled: "The relationship is still there, but I really shouldn't say something. If you have anything, just send me a letter. I, an uncle, will definitely help me."

As he said that, Li Xin bowed to the uncle and nephew, turned around and left Lupeng, and walked towards Yejiazhuang.

The uncle and nephew looked at Li Xin's back as he left, and wanted to keep him, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, Ye Mao sighed long and turned to Ye Lin and said, "Fourth Uncle, Master Li doesn't say it all for the sake of the Ye family, but he shouldn't use the Ye family's thoughts. What you said is so cold."

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

"When my grandfather was seriously ill, Uncle Li looked for doctors everywhere, and stayed busy with the Ye family every day, and wanted to make the old man happy. He really had no bad intentions about the Ye family."

Ye Lin frowned.

When Ye Sheng passed away, he was also in the capital. Naturally, he knew what Li Xin had done. He sighed slowly when he heard this: "He has different ideas from us in Chang'an. I also regard him as a member of the Ye family, but I can't listen to him in everything."

Ye Lin glanced at his eldest nephew and said in a heavy tone.

"In all parts of the Great Jin Dynasty, there is no place to praise the old man and praise him very much? For this reason, we must also try our best to guard Jimen Pass and not ruin the old man's reputation."

“As for the home business.”

Ye Lin was silent for a while and smiled self-deprecatingly: "At most, it's just as Chang'an said, your uncle and nephew each sent a son to the southwest, so that the Ye family can have branches."

Ye Mao sighed, instead of sitting on the cushion, he sat on the ground, looking at the direction of Li Xin leaving, and sighed long: "Fourth Uncle, can you say that Master Chang'an be successful?"

"He has already been done."

Ye Lin looked at the southwest silently and said meaningfully: "You have not been to the southwest in recent years and are not very clear about the situation there."

"Today's southwest is truly a country, and its national strength is only stronger than that of Southern Shu in the past. However, if wars really start in the northern border, the court will be entangled in the northern border, and then the national strength will gradually decline."

Ye Lin glanced at Ye Mao and sighed long.

"Even if the status quo is maintained forever, the Southwest Army will never leave Shu. You, the uncle of Chang'an, are still considered the king of a country. If you want to ascend the throne in Jincheng in the future, it will be a matter of just one sentence."

“He has become a climate.”

Young Master Ye has a complicated expression.

"The court can't do anything to him."

……………………

In the fourth year of Yuanzhao in the Great Jin Dynasty, the last month finally came, and heavy snow fell in the capital.

After a month of careful consideration by the court, a royal family from the Ji family was finally sent to Jizhou to temporarily take over as General Zhenbei of Jizhou. The reason why the royal family was sent was because sending others might die halfway or in the Zhenbei military camp.

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

As long as you arrive in the Zhenbei Army camp, no one dares to kill the Ji family's royal family. After all, killing the royal family is no different from rebellion.

In addition to this royal family, Emperor Zhao of Yuan also sent a doctor from the Ministry of War to accompany him as a counselor for the royal family.

The matter of Zhenbei Army seemed to be solved like this, and the Qianniu Wei went to Ningling to invite Taifu Li to return to Beijing was gradually lost. The capital was still peaceful, and nothing seemed to have happened before and nothing would have happened.

In the Imperial City Schoolyard, a young man wearing a purple fur rushed to the schoolyard in the snow and sat under a blouse to watch.

In the center of the school ground, a group of craftsmen from the Ministry of War were fiddling with a few jars. After everything was ready, these craftsmen lit the oil paper that caused the fire with torches, and then ran away immediately.

The oil paper burned slowly and soon it burned into the jar. The jar 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 ground were safe and sound, and the other one was muffled by the sound, and cracks appeared on the jars.

The young man in purple was quite excited and immediately rushed to the center of the schoolyard and looked through the exploded pottery jar. Long Yan was very happy.

"Okay, I did not read the wrong person, and finally exploded!"

Emperor Yuan Zhao squatted on the ground and looked at it for a while, then stood up and smiled at several craftsmen, "It's good that it can be blown up, but the power of the thunder in the southwest is far more than that. You have to think slowly and try to make the powerful thunder in the southwest."

After saying this, he waved to the eunuch Xiao Huai who was following him.

"Reward, each person will receive hundreds of gold."

Xiao Huai immediately lowered his head: "I obey the order."

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

"Godfather."

Xiao Zheng ignored his godson, but walked straight towards Emperor Yuan Zhao. After walking in front of the emperor, he took out a document from his sleeve and held it in his hands, with a respectful voice.

"Your Majesty, the memorial from the north."

The emperor took the urgent report and frowned and said, "Who sent it?"
Chapter completed!