Emperor Cheng raised his hand: "Quickly flatten your body."

Huo Linfeng lowered his eyes slowly, ignoring the emperor Longyi, and he glimpsed vaguely and vaguely from the corner of his eye. It is paved with gold bricks, a red carpet, and the two sides are gilded with golden auspicious animals. Emperor Cheng, who was over fifty years old, sat in a high position and said thoughtful words to his servants, but he was full of killing and decisive spirit.

"Master Hou traveled hard." Chengdi said, "I haven't seen him for years, but I can rest assured knowing that Master Hou is as healthy as before."

Huo Zhao surrendered, thanking the emperor for his concern. Thank you, the holy will is unpredictable, so it is better to lower your voice first: "Report to the emperor, the old minister brought his second son to the wind this time.

Emperor Cheng didn't take it seriously: "What's wrong with Lord Hou." His eyes turned slightly, and he moved to Huo Linfeng to look at it, "You stubborn child cut off Mo Helu's head in anger, and his bravery has long been passed on to Chang'an. General Huo, how old are you this year?"

After waiting for a long time, Huo Linfeng replied: "Go back to the emperor, Wei Chen has three of his twenty this year."

Emperor Cheng applauded: "I remember that when you were 13 years old, you went to the battlefield with Lord Hou, and you were almost smothered by the thieves. Just four years later, you were in a fierce battle for the first time, and it was the first time that you took command to pacify the chaos."

Huo Linfeng was a little stunned for a moment. He took command at the beginning of the seventeenth, and the army in the tent was stable and undisturbed, but when he sent troops, he was unstoppable, killing him with rage and madness. After the victory, they led troops to slaughter the city, regardless of whether they were old or young, women and children, they would kill the living ones when they saw them, and they would slaughter the city into a wasteland without guarding against weeds and young children growing up.

The emperor on the seat touched his palms and smiled, as if telling an interesting story.

Little did he know that after the war, his dreams for several months were bloody red, and he was crying. He was a little distracted at the moment: "Thanks for the emperor's wrong praise. Wei Chen wishes that Dayong would be prosperous and peaceful, and the people would be happy."

Long Yan was delighted, and Emperor Cheng snorted with satisfaction, his eyes wandering between the two fathers and sons. This battle is a big victory, those barbarians must be honest and old, and their smiles are even deeper when they say this.

The court officials knelt down and shouted in unison, He Dayong, He Emperor, the usual court rules. After the call was over, one person came out and said, "Your Majesty, General Huo is brave and good at fighting. He is really a rare talent."

Ordinary compliments, but only a few words to the court, it is not unusual. The person who spoke was about forty-five or sixteen. The hair under the crown was mostly gray, and the eyebrows were light and phoenix eyes. The lines on the eyes were quite deep.

Huo Linfeng inquired from the corner of his eye, but he didn't recognize one official and one soldier when he first came to Chang'an. Recognizing this person's court clothes, with long sleeves and purple robes, embroidered white cranes on the horizontal side, inlaid with lustrous jade beads, and the position of the head row, it is estimated that he is the prime minister of the court.

He guessed right, this person is the Prime Minister Chen Ruoyin, the single word "sound", Chen Sheng.

Chen Ruoyin complimented, Huo Zhao said: "Dayong has come out in great numbers, and the prime minister really praises my son."

"Your Majesty is too modest." Chen Ruoyin smiled politely and bowed to Emperor Cheng, "Your Majesty, the border is peaceful, and the inside of the border can be worry-free. General Huo's military exploits are indispensable. The minister is busy and wants to ask for a long-term favor for General Huo. reward."

Huo Linfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he knew before he came that it was not as simple as a reward. Right now, there is a hidden hope, hoping that the heart of the villain will save the emperor's holy will.

The auspicious beast exhaled smoke, tranquility, neutralizing the dark turbulence of the court, and Emperor Cheng paused for a while: "The Prime Minister said, listen."

Chen Ruoyin said: "Report to the emperor, General Huo's talent is not inferior to that of his brother Jinghai, and there is no need to have two generals in the frontier. Therefore, according to what I see, it is better to let General Huo stay in the customs and show great plans. ."

In the hall, it was extremely quiet, and the deeds of the North Marquis in protecting the country, the mainstay of the court, had to hand over a son to keep in the gate. The Prime Minister's remarks are by no means a whim, and behind it is the holy will.

Huo Linfeng suddenly felt tired. He was brave in the morning and twilight battles, but he was extremely tired at this moment. He said, "Your Majesty, this minister may be embarrassed by a heavy task."

Emperor Cheng waved his hand: "The son of Lord Hou is a mortal, so you don't have to belittle yourself. Besides, you are only twenty-three years old, and it would be boring to stay in Saibei all your life. It's better to stay and wander."

These two understated sentences made the clouds clear for this trip, and Huo Linfeng had thousands of words stuck in his throat, like a choke in his throat. He knelt down and knelt again: "Wei Chen, but according to the emperor's orders, I will never give up." In a flash, he saw Huo Zhao's clenched fist.

When the time came and retreated from the court, Emperor Cheng took the arm of the chamberlain and raised his eyes all the time, exuding richness and unequivocal majesty. just said to stay, but haven't decided where to go. Tonight, will hold a banquet for the father and son of Ding Beihou, and then we will discuss it.

The courtier knelt down to see him off and dispersed, Huo Linfeng followed Huo Zhao to leave the hall, and called Chen Ruoyin to go up in three or two steps.

"The Marquis is striding a shooting star, it's easy to catch up." Chen Ruoyin stroked his beard, his phoenix eyes smiled, leaking a little bit of light, "I wanted to invite the Marquis to the mansion for a talk, since there is a banquet in the palace, then you and I must discuss it. A few cups."

Huo Zhao started: "Naturally, the Prime Minister is eloquent and eloquent, so he should moisten his throat."

Chen Ruoyin was not annoyed, and got closer, Baihe Zipao touched the unicorn cloak. "Master Hou is not going to blame me," he whispered, almost in Huo Zhao's ear, "I just use my mouth to express the emperor's heart. If Master Hou is annoyed with me, I am so wronged."

These two people have equal status, only he can offend him, and that is naturally up to him.

Chen Ruoyin smiled gloatingly, laughing at the fact that Beihou was jealous, or something else. He glanced at Huo Linfeng again, and said, "My nephew, listen to my advice: if you come here, be safe."

Under the feet of the emperor, it is absolutely impossible to be successful, and if you are a little restless, you will be the prince or the prime minister.

Chen Ruoyin walked away, the purple robe was shaking, and the white crane above it was about to fly. Huo Linfeng looked at the figure who was arrogant and pretentious in front of his father, this was the first one.

Before he could think about it, the waiter called and led his father and son to the palace to rest.

It's night, Quluan Terrace, three hundred red candles, and a long night of lights. The musician plucked the qin and plucked the strings, and there was a playful song, a small square table, silk polo, warm wine and mountain treasures. The Master Attendant knelt down to pour the wine, Huo Linfeng picked up the cup, and when he drank with his neck up, he caught a glimpse of the person on the opposite side.

The dancer posing across the waist is indistinguishable. That man was about the same age as Huo Zhao and Chen Ruoyin, but he didn't have a figure cast in copper and iron, and he didn't have a bright face. It's eye-catching.

Coincidentally, a sweet pear simmered goose came to the table, he closed his eyes and couldn't help thinking about the steamed pears at home. Suddenly, with a crisp sound, Emperor Cheng's chopstick touched the wine vessel, and suddenly became silent. The voices around were so silent as if no one was there, and the minions who picked up were holding their breath.

"I'm drunk." The words were clear and harsh, and Emperor Cheng called out in a long and affectionate way, "—Linfeng, in the four seas, wherever you like, I will allow you to do anything, and I will never treat you badly."

Huo Linfeng was not frightened, got up and quickly knelt down: "The emperor has greatly praised, and the minister has just arrived, and everything is strictly in accordance with the emperor's will."

Emperor Cheng's eyes hung slightly, and Zhong Lang would agree and ask the musician to continue playing.

Huo Zhao looked at Chen Ruoyin, as expected and prepared. Chen Ruoyin came over, his smile was so strong that it was like a saucer of ink, all of which fell on Huo Zhao. He stood up and said, "Report to the emperor, my minister has a proposal, which is Xiganling under Lengsang Mountain."

Xiganling is far from Chang'an. It is a boundary in the south of the Yangtze River that Huo Linfeng has never seen before. Emperor Cheng seems to feel good after hearing it. However, one person stood up and said: "Your Majesty, this minister thinks it is inappropriate."

This sound was abrupt and sonorous, and everyone turned their necks to stare. Huo Linfeng looked at it and saw that it was the Confucian official. "It turned out to be Taifu Shen," Shen asked, and the current Taifu, Emperor Cheng agreed, "Taifu is generalist, so what's wrong with talking about it?"

Shen asked: "Back to the emperor, the rivers and lakes outside the courthouse are huge, and Xiganling is really not a good place. First, the Xiganling is far away, south of the Changhe River, I am afraid that General Huo will be difficult to adapt to; secondly, I heard that The bullies in the rivers and lakes are entrenched in it, and the officials who have been in office for many years have suffered from them, and it is extremely dangerous. The old minister thought that it was inappropriate to let General Huo go. "

Analysis of the article, the pros and cons are clearly listed, and the emperor decides. Emperor Cheng closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about his words. In this gap, Chen Ruoyin sighed: "What Taifu said is not true. There is no king's land in the world. No matter how far Xiganling is, it is also the land of Dayong. Fierce savagery is also subject to the control of the imperial court. Besides, how can other officials compare with the son of Duke Dingbei?

Shen Wendao immediately agreed: "What the Prime Minister said is very true."

Chen Ruoyin was stunned for a moment, and everyone was stunned. They all thought that the Taifu was going to fight back and forth with the Prime Minister, but it was really unpredictable to suddenly agree. Shen Wenxiao raised his robe and knelt down: "Your Majesty, according to what the Prime Minister sees, General Huo will definitely be able to restrain the grass thieves when he goes to Xiganling, but..."

Chengdi said: "But it doesn't matter."

"It's just that General Huo is single-handed, even if he has three heads and six arms, it's in vain." Shen Dao kowtowed, "This minister proposes that if General Huo goes to Xiganling, he will still be a general, and the local army will be taken over by General Huo, who will definitely be able to rectify the thieves. ."

Chen Ruoyin was slightly stunned, and with a good move, he borrowed the donkey to go down the slope, and he planned the plan!

There is no sword light, no sword shadows, just fighting with each other is better than fighting with swords. After a long time, the simmering goose on the plate was cold, and the sweet pears were covered with icing sugar, and the whole palace waited with bated breath.

Chengdi held the cup and said slowly: "According to what the Prime Minister and the Taifu said, send Huo Linfeng to Xiganling, hold the local military power, and give me a good atmosphere of justice."

Fearing that things would change, Huo Linfeng kowtowed: "Wei ministers obey the order and will not quit."

At this moment, the reception banquet will truly begin, with golden, stone, bamboo and bamboo, and a hundred cups of warm wine, chatting and laughing. It was lively until late at night, and Emperor Cheng was slightly drunk and lazy. As soon as he left the hall, it was over.

There were a lot of drunk people, but very few sober people. When they went out together, Huo Men and his son met Shen Wen, under the bright moon, but also in the palace wall, they both swallowed some words.

Huo Zhao clenched his fists and thanked him. Shen Wenxiao faded his sonorous voice and said very lightly: "If you want to weave a brocade robe of Shu, you have to choose ramie and linen.

The current time is like this, but it is not the end of the road. Good wine can still be heard in the deep alleys. Generals and talents, with soldiers in the palm of their hands, can subvert the world. In order to avoid suspicion, Shen Wendao said and strode away, and went first.

Huo Linfeng was shocked. In addition to being grateful, he was even more impressed. He turned to look at his father, and found that Huo Zhao was stunned...

"Father?" he called.

Huo Zhao snorted, Shu Jinpao, Ramie linen clothing, the person who originally said that, has been gone for 17 years.

"Yes……"

A famous person, Taifu Tang Zhen.

Huo Linfeng suddenly remembered it, but he didn't dare to say anything.