Chapter 374 The Prince Talks about Media

"Dodge, dodge!"

In the bustling streets of Bianliang, the menacing soldiers were as if no one was rampaging, and those people who were frightened all bowed their heads and retreated to the street.

It's just because the person who came was an official of the Song Dynasty.

In Jinsi Feilong Xuan Heiyu, Zhao Dezhao looked around and regarded him as a god, and his heart was a little fluttering.

On this trip, he wanted Wang Pu to be loyal to him, but the latter asked for resignation. In this way, although he could not include the 'net' in his hands, at least he had reached a tacit agreement.

At this point, Wang Pu will no longer care about the 'net', and Zhao Dezhao is the life of the 'net' department.

A big trouble has finally been solved, but it still takes some time to deal with the mess. These are irrelevant. After all, Zhao Dezhao is still young...

Therefore, 'flow sand' must not be a problem.

On the way, Zhao Dezhao, who was in a good mood, wanted to move to Ciyuan Palace. Pan Ying was pregnant with a dragon. In a day, if he didn't look at it several times, how could he settle down?

But as soon as he entered the palace gate, Peng Yan came to the curtain of the car and whispered, "The official, King Hui and the Marquis of Wenwu are waiting for the holy driver in the Wende Hall."

"Is Defang here?"

In the car, Zhao Dezhao whispered something unexpected. Later, he continued, "Go to Wende Hall."

At this time, in the side hall of Wende Hall, Yang Jing looked at Zhao Defang, who was drinking tea leisurely, and couldn't figure out why he wanted to pull himself to the palace.

Since talking with Lu Duosun two days ago, the low-key stealth can be said to be what Yang Jing did. Except for the early morning, he never entered the palace. Ji Chang was also persuaded by him to put down his reputation for the time being and invented the fire extinguisher in the old forest in the mountains outside the city.

Compared with the dark surging court, Yang Jing quite likes the comfortable life of a rich man, so these days, after sneaking into the mountains to check the progress of Ji Chang, the rest of the time is probably discussing with He Yu how to make the business bigger.

The foreign secretary of Minnan City was set up by Zhao Guangyi and Yang Jing, so ordinary people will not know it, and the Hong Tiao sent by the imperial court is also a clear person. Knowing that one emperor and a courtier, he will naturally stay in southern Fujian to enjoy happiness and will not return to the capital.

In this way, with Yang Jing's prestige in southern Fujian, the whole city fell into his hands. He Yu's caravan can sell the porcelain and silk of the Song Dynasty overseas. Taking this opportunity, they have to make a lot of money. Otherwise, where can they get the silver equipped with firearms?

It's just that He Yu has been a little difficult to be responsible for overseas business. It is difficult to take into account the business in the Song Dynasty, and it is difficult for Yang Jing to pick out a large-scale and trustworthy chamber of commerce for a while, which has also become a problem that bothers him.

While thinking, Yang Jing glanced at Zhao Defang, the king of Hui, who was drinking tea, and suddenly flashed an idea in his mind. How to forget Lan Guizhai?

That year, he met Chai Qingyun, who sneaked into Daizhou City relying on Lan Guizhai. Later, Lan Guizhai became bigger and bigger. Of course, behind the scenes was the support of Zhao Dezhao brothers.

Now, Zhao Dezhao has ascended the throne, and the Zhao brothers are infinitely rich. Maybe they don't care about the business of Lan Guizhai. Even if they care, with the identity of Chai Qingyun, they can borrow Lan Guizhai's Chamber of Commerce to help with some goods. Isn't it convenient?

When Yang Jing was thinking, there were hurried footsteps outside the hall. Before long, he saw Peng Yan trotting in, with a flattering smile on his face. "I have seen the prince and the marquis. The officials just came out of the palace to observe the people's feelings. When they learned that the prince and the marquis entered the palace, they did not rest. He rushed back to the palace.

Putting down the cup in her hand, Zhao Defang rose up leisurely, "The official loves the people like a son. It's really a blessing for me in the Song Dynasty. Let's go, Yanfeng, let's go."

There is a little joy in the language.

Aware that Yang Jing was a little puzzled, Zhao Defang laughed out loud, but deliberately sold it up, "It must be a good thing for you to go with me."

Under the leadership of Peng Yan, the two went to the Zichen Hall and saw Zhao Dezhao. They inevitably asked for a salute, while the latter smiled and waved their sleeves to avoid gifts.

"Brother, Yanzhao, what happened to you two when you two entered the palace?"

Zhao Dezhao asked Peng Yan to give a seat while smiling. When Yang Jing heard this, he was shocked and bent down to salute again, "I forgive the officials!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Dezhao snorted, and then said doubtfully, "What's the crime?"

Zhao Defang, who is already sitting on the wooden chair, laughed and said, "Guanjia, don't make it difficult for Yang Jing anymore. Now he has changed his words and has to call him Yanfeng."

"Yanfeng?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhao Dezhao's eyes, "Why did you suddenly change it to this? After knowing you for a long time, I still feel that the word 'Yanzhao' is smooth. If it is for me, it's not necessary. I can immediately issue an order to give you the word 'Zhao'."

The words were very sincere, but Yang Jing was not moved at all.

The word 'Yanfeng' has already been spread under his arrangement. Even Zhao Defang, the king of Hui, has already known it. How can Zhao Dezhao, who has many eyes and ears, not know?

It's just that the king has the way to be a slave. You can't look too thoroughly as a minister. Even if you don't like Zhao Dezhao's pretended concern, Yang Jing still looks grateful and shakes his head in panic. "No, officials and the court have the rules of the court. Since ancient times, it has been like this. As a minister, Wan Don't do it for that rebellious thing.

Zhao Dezhao wanted to say something else, and Zhao Defang on one side laughed cheerfully again. "Gongjia, let him go. 'Yanfeng' is also catchy. If you want to come for a while, you can also feel smooth."

Hearing this, Zhao Dezhao no longer mentioned this matter. He called Peng Yan to bring tea. After taking a sip of tea, he smiled and looked at the two people and said, "Brother, Yan Feng, why did you enter the palace together, but you have something important to find me?"

"I do have something to report to the officials, and Yan Feng was forcibly pulled from the house."

Zhao Defang put the glazed glass in her hand on the show group moved by the attendant next to her and looked at Yang Jing, "I have discussed the matter of Enke with Yan Feng and the Ministry of Officials. I plan to hold it on the fifth day of the first lunar month next month. I don't know what the official's intention?"

"The court is the time to use people. Enke's matter should not be delayed for too long. It's already April, and it's good on the fifth day of next month. This matter will be handed over to the emperor's brother and Yanfeng."

Zhao Dezhao nodded, which was regarded as giving this time, and then told them not to be negligent. Zhao Defang and Yang Jing naturally agreed and promised that there would be no mistake.

"Empty, I still have one thing to make clear."

Zhao Defang took a sip of tea and looked at Yang Jing again. The seemingly smile in her eyebrows made the latter's heart rise inexplicably.

Is it the 'good thing' just mentioned in the side hall?

When Yang Jing was full of doubts, Zhao Defang slowly opened his mouth, "Employal family, we have known Yanfeng for several years. At that time, he was bold and broke into Bianliang alone, and even accidentally saved the lives of the official family and his minister. Unexpectedly, it has been four years in a flash."

Although I don't know what Zhao Defang's words mean, at least it makes Zhao Dezhao recall the past, so he echoed, "My brother is right. Time is the least for no one, and Chunqiu is just a flick of a finger."

Feeling Zhao Dezhao's emotion, Zhao Defang laughed again, "When the officials don't hurt Chunxi, I said this sentence without a deep meaning. I just want to talk about Yan Feng."

"I don't know what the prince's language means..."

Being confused by Zhao Defang, Yang Jing couldn't help asking.

"Haha, Yanfeng, have you forgotten what year you are?"

As soon as Zhao Defang opened his mouth, Zhao Dezhao patted his forehead, "I'm still careful, not bad, Yanfeng, start a family and career. You are my Wenwu Marquis of the Song Dynasty. Your achievements have been made, and this family should also be done. Zhu'er and I are like brothers and sisters. You can't wrong her!"

Hearing this, Yang Jing suddenly realized that the good thing in Zhao Defang's mouth was to match him and Chai Qingyun. It was also extremely rare for the prince of the Song Dynasty to come from the past.

Regardless of the body of the princess Jin Gui, Chai Qingyun went to southern Fujian with him. After Yang Jing was deeply trapped in the State of Liao, he waited bitterly. The most beautiful years were given to him, and he never said a word of sadness.

According to the words of the Song people, she has already passed the age of leaving the cabinet. If she is put in the folk, she must have become an old girl under the guidance of everyone.

And these, Chai Qingyun has no complaints.

The same is true, and there is the Luo woman who has been following him.

In fact, Zhao Defang did not propose it today, and Yang Jing was also brewing to ask Zhao Dezhao for marriage, but he did not want to wrong Luo's daughter, so he did not propose it for a long time.

Chai Qingyun is the princess, and Luo's daughter is just the daughter of ordinary people. If she is married at the same time, how is it possible?

Therefore, after Zhao Defang proposed marriage, after Yang Jing was happy, he couldn't help but look more embarrassed. Naturally, this was seen by Zhao Dezhao.

"Yan Feng, you seem to be a little unhappy. Don't you want this marriage?"

As soon as Zhao Dezhao said this, Yang Jing, who was hesitating and entangled, shook his head quickly, "I dare not. The officials and the prince are so loving. How can the ministers not be grateful to Dede, but there is still a woman beside Yang Jing, and once promised to marry the princess and meet her one day..."

"Yanfeng, you!"

Zhao Defang's face cooled down in an instant. He knew the woman in Yang Jing's mouth. He was born in an ordinary family. How could he be compared with Chai Qingyun, who was a princess?

What's more, Zhao Defang has been in love with Chai Qingyun since she was a child. When she was guarded and disliked by Zhao Guangyi, their friendship became deeper and deeper. Many years ago, Zhao Defang secretly vowed that she would marry Chai Qingyun.

Therefore, how can you not be angry when you hear Yang Jing's words?

Seeing that Zhao Defang was angry, Yang Jing also understood that what he mentioned was unreasonable and also hindered the style of the court. However, he thought that Luo's daughter had worked hard with him, so he knelt on the Zichen Hall and said, "The minister knows that he is guilty, and I hope the official will be successful."

In the high hall, Zhao Dezhao didn't look embarrassed. He was a little silent and squeaked his lips, "Yanfeng is affectionate and righteous. It's really rare. How can I break the marriage..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Defang rushed to say, "But the official family, Zhuer is my princess of the Song Dynasty. How can I marry with ordinary people!"

Zhao Dezhao waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. I heard that the woman has excellent medical skills and a kind heart. I think the Duke of Qi is very willing to accept this righteous daughter. After Enke is over, I will take care of your marriage."

Hearing this, Yang Jing was naturally extremely happy, "Thank you for your success!"

He said something again. Yang Jing retreated. Zhao Defang stayed in the hall. Seeing that there was no one left or right, she said to Zhao Dezhao with a little dissatisfaction, "Brother Wang, Zhu'er grew up with us. Now you let her marry a low-status civilian. Doesn't Brother Wang feel wronged Zhuer?"

"Alas..."

Zhao Dezhao sighed, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes. After a long time, he answered, "Brother, now I need Yang Jing to stabilize the country..."

"But the Duke of Qi accepted her as a righteous daughter, and the officials are not afraid that Yang Jing will be more powerful?"

"Humph!"

Zhao Dezhao snorted coldly, "I can make him beautiful and let others fall to the ground, but now I still need to use Yang Jing's reputation to appease Shilin. As for the Duke of Qi, that's your overthinking."

I don't understand what kind of agreement Zhao Dezhao and Wang Pu have. Zhao Defang's face surged with a look of struggle. For a long time, she also sighed, "I know that I will do well with Zhuer's marriage, and I will definitely let her get married."