Li Zhuoguang took the lead and led everyone towards the Tianshan Mountains, passing through Dali on the way. He planned to leave the son and three daughters of the Dali Duan family behind, traveling lightly and simply, perfect. While thinking this, Li Zhuoguang gently pulled the bridle to let the crimson horse sit down a little to avoid hitting the pony next to him. "My father-in-law, how long are you going to follow me? Didn't I refuse? If you harass me again, I will attack you." The short and fat eunuch heard Li Zhuoguang's words, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied respectfully: "Master Imperial Master, even if you kill me, there will be other servants to serve you." "Then I will go to Tokyo to kill Zhao Xu and treat the symptoms and root causes." I heard Li Zhuoguang calling the steward by his name and threatening to kill the king. There were more beads of sweat on the forehead of the short and fat eunuch, but when he thought of the official's instructions when he came, he still handed over his hand: "I have been following the Imperial Preceptor for a while. The Imperial Preceptor seems to be moody and takes people's lives at every turn. But. In fact, the Imperial Master is kind-hearted and only kills those who do evil things. Even if the Imperial Master occasionally... makes fun of, he will eventually help those in need. Since entering the imperial court, the officials have been virtuous, diligent and caring for the people, and governed the country well. Even those of us who are servants are watching from the sidelines and admire them in our hearts. Since the official family is so wise, the national master will not really take action. " Zhao Xu is not his stinky brother, so the dead eunuch’s guess is correct. Li Zhuoguang will indeed not kill Zhao Xu: “Since you are an eunuch in the palace, don’t you know that you can guess what others are thinking, so you must not Say it?" The pudgy eunuch cupped his hand again: "The Imperial Master is straightforward and has no taboos. If I try to hide it, I will offend the Imperial Master." "Oh, you're really disrespecting your talent if you don't go to the market. Forget it, just follow if you want. Also, don't call me Imperial Master." This title is not a good thing.
The eunuch who was good at observing words and emotions immediately changed his words and said: "Yes, young master." "May I have your name?" Hearing Li Zhuoguang's question, the eunuch was delighted: "Slave Zhang Jing." "Zhang Jing, go back and tell Zhao Xu. Considering that everyone is Han, it is not impossible to ask for my help, but I want to see his sincerity." "I don't know what the young master's request is. I will report it to the official family." "I don't need gold, silver, high-ranking officials and generous salaries. I don't need it. I will naturally pay for it. What I want to see is his sincerity, his sincerity that he is willing to pay." "Master, please make it clear." "During the Shenzong period, Wang Anshi carried out reforms. There were six laws for enriching the country, five laws for strengthening the army, and three laws for recruiting scholars. If he was sincere, he would have continued to implement the new policies that Wang Anshi left behind. The intensity of his implementation How big it is, then how hard I will help him. "Wang Anshi's reform is not perfect, but it is still in line with the system of the Northern Song Dynasty. Of course Li Zhuoguang has a better one, but if the medicine is too strong, the Northern Song Dynasty will suffer. The destruction process is expected to be accelerated. "This..." The chamberlain in the Northern Song Dynasty was not illiterate. Zhang Jing certainly knew the whole story of Xining's reform. This was not a good job. If it was proposed by an ordinary minister, it would be regarded as secluded from the court. If it was proposed by the emperor, , that wouldn’t be too pleasant. But Zhang Jing remembered the official's instructions before she came, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Please wait a moment, Master. I need to submit the Master's request to Tokyo." Li Zhuoguang nodded and continued walking forward, but after walking for a while, he felt something was wrong. "I said you were going to deliver a letter, weren't you? Why haven't you left yet?" Zhang Jing chuckled: "I still want to stay and serve the young master. I have left a mark and someone will come to deliver the message for me soon." Li Zhuoguang did not answer, but flicked a piece of dried meat into the mouth of Zhang Jing's mount, and then shot out another ball of crimson magic power. Zhang Jing began to feel that his vision was getting higher and higher. When the enlarged war horse broke its laces and bitten the bridle, Zhang Jing held an empty rein and realized that the horse under her crotch had also turned into a crimson war horse at some point. "Ah this?!" Li Zhuoguang shrugged: "Otherwise, where do you think so many war horses with the same coat color and size come from?" Zhang Jing's eyes lit up. If such war horses could be mass-produced, the Song Dynasty's military strength would have to be doubled. But then, he shook his head again, how could he let the Imperial Master do such menial work as raising horses? He was afraid that he would be burned by the Imperial Master as soon as he said it. Zhang Jing looked at the old man under his butt and stroked its neck. It seemed that he could only suffer for the old man for a while.
The mount, which had just turned into a crimson war horse, felt the surging energy and power in its body and was dancing happily. But as soon as he was touched by his master, a chill suddenly came from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but clamp his legs. Sure enough, within a few days, someone was arranging a mare of appropriate age along the route to work day and night without a chance to rest. It is also a creature contaminated with crimson magic. The first thing to strengthen is its physical strength, so it can persevere. If it were an ordinary horse, it would have been exhausted and died suddenly on the road. A few days later, I arrived in Dali and saw Duan Zhengchun, but I didn't see Mrs. Wang. It was said that she went to Xixia. It is also said that Dao Baifeng came to Yangju City some time ago, and then returned to Yuxu Temple to practice. When he met Duan Zhengchun, he still had a wound on his face. He just said that he accidentally hurt it while practicing. But everyone knows that no decent person would hurt his face while practicing. Even if he was sparring with others, who would dare to hit the emperor directly in the face? Li Zhuoguang asked the three women to come forward to meet their old father. Wang Yuyan was not to be mentioned. When Li Qingluo came to the door, Duan Zhengchun knew her existence. And the small gold medals shown by Azhu and Abi also proved their identities. Even though Abi's expression was a little uncomfortable, Duan Zhengchun regarded it as the nervousness of meeting her father for the first time. Duan Zhengchun glanced at Li Zhuoguang and felt that this little brother was his lucky star. Every time he went out to do things, he could bring his daughter back to him. After seeing his daughter, he looked at Duan Yu again, his face became stern. This rebellious son has become the prince, and he can still do things like leaving a letter and running away. He really has to be beaten. But then, he saw that Duan Yu's skin had become much darker, his behavior was less frivolous, and his eyes were shining. It seemed that he had made a lot of progress this time. Thinking of this, Duan Zhengchun's expression also eased a lot. Glancing around, he saw Zhang Jing again. He grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he recognized the creature of eunuch at a glance. Moreover, this eunuch was wearing the clothes of the Song Dynasty next door. Duan Zhengchun looked at Li Zhuoguang in confusion: "Who is this?" Zhang Jing stood up consciously and bowed to Duan Zhengchun: "I am Zhang Jing, the bookkeeper of the Imperial Horse Administration of the Song Dynasty, and I meet the King of Dali." Li Zhuoguang also explained: "Their emperor wants me to be the national teacher." Duan Zhengchun nodded, showing his understanding. He wanted to swear brotherhood with a strange man like Li Zhuoguang and make him a king of a different surname. If his hints had not been rejected by Li Zhuoguang several times, I am afraid that Li Zhuoguang's palace would have been almost built by now. Dali was a Buddhist country with many Buddhist emperors. When Duan Zhengchun heard that the emperor of the Song Dynasty wanted Li Zhuoguang to be the national teacher, he did not think "this child is not useful to me...", but encouraged Li Zhuoguang to serve as the national teacher to benefit the people and consolidate the diplomatic relations between Dali and the Song Dynasty. Li Zhuoguang came from afar, and Old Duan had three new daughters. Naturally, there was a big banquet that night, with singing and dancing. However, during the banquet, Zhong Ling looked at Li Zhuoguang with a vicious look, as if she wanted to cut a piece of meat from his body.