Chapter 1315 Brothers-in-law meet brothers-in-law
As the great Sima of the Han Dynasty, Feng had some privileges after all.
For example, as long as the key to Weiyang Palace is handed down, he can enter and leave the palace at any time to meet the emperor.
Unlike other ministers who want to meet His Majesty, they have to wait in Beique.
Until His Majesty issues an edict to summon you, you can enter the palace under the leadership of the small yellow gate.
As for Feng Da Sima, even Zhao Tong, the general of the imperial army who was guarding the palace gate, saw this man entering the palace with such swagger, he just gave him a military salute:
“I’ve seen Da Sima.”
Feng Da Sima stopped, looked at the big man, the strong and brave man in charge, and asked with a smile:
“Is Warden Zhao on duty today?”
Zhao Tong, as the eldest son of General Zhao, took the title of Marquis Shunping after General Zhao died of illness.
His title is indeed quite high, but his reputation is far inferior to that of his younger brother Zhao Guang, who has a courtesy name of 3,000.
“Go back to Da Sima, that’s right.”
Feng Da Sima nodded and didn’t ask any more questions.
After all, the Forbidden Army was directly under the emperor and only obeyed the emperor's orders. Even if Feng Da Sima controlled the internal and external military affairs, he had no right to interfere.
So he just said:
“I haven’t seen my aunt (namely Zhao Ma) for a long time. I wonder if her health is okay?”
“Thank you for your concern, my mother is in good health.”
“That’s good, I would also like to ask Governor Zhao to send his greetings on behalf of Yong.”
“Dare you refuse to accept your fate?”
The two of them chatted casually for a few words. At this time, from a distance, they saw the **** Huang Hu next to Adou trotting towards this side with a bumpy step.
Before anyone arrived, the voice came:
"Da Sima, Da Sima! Your Majesty has invited me, please follow me quickly."
Seeing that His Majesty had sent his most trusted eunuchs, Zhao Tong quickly saluted again:
"I don't dare to delay the Grand Sima's discussion of state affairs with His Majesty any longer. General, please leave first."
Feng Da Sima nodded and then walked towards Huang Hu.
Looking at the two people getting closer, you can still hear Feng Da Sima’s laughter:
“Huang Huang, why do I need you to come here in person?”
Zhao Tong's eyes were a little complicated. Who would have expected that Feng Dianzi, who was called a prodigal son at the beginning, would now be someone he needs to look up to?
Erlang...what a good life!
He sighed inaudibly, and then led the people away.
Huang Hu wiped away the sweat that he didn’t know existed, and showed a flattering smile on his fair and fat face:
“When he learned that Feng Da Sima was going to the palace to discuss matters, His Majesty couldn’t wait for a moment, so he had the villain rush over on the spot.”
As he spoke, Huang Hu took a step closer, with the fragrance of high-end soap, without the disgusting smell of urine:
“Your Majesty misses Da Sima very much.”
Feng Da Sima laughed:
“I miss Your Majesty very much too.”
“Da Sima, please come with me.”
“Huang Huang, please.”
As we were walking around, Feng Da Sima smiled and asked seemingly unintentionally:
“Huang Chamberlain, how is your Majesty feeling today?”
Hearing this question, Huang Hu sighed sadly:
"How is your majesty feeling? Don't you know, Grand Sima? The general's condition has worsened recently and he cannot handle affairs."
"Although Fei Shangshu Ling is a capable person, he still cannot make decisions on his own on many matters. Therefore, His Majesty has been very tired these days and is naturally not in a good mood."
Speaking of this, his spirit perked up again:
"No, when I heard that Da Sima was coming, I immediately became very happy, precisely because Da Sima can relieve your majesty's depression."
Hearing this, Feng Da Sima couldn’t help laughing again and pointed at him:
“No wonder His Majesty keeps you by my side. Your speaking skills are unparalleled by anyone.”
Huang Hu laughed along.
There is no one who can reach the secret passage, even if it is not as good as you, Da Sima. If not, why can't I explain your Majesty with clever words and persuasion at this time?
During the Qin and Han Dynasties, the main hall of the great dynasty in the palace was called the "front hall".
The front hall of Weiyang Palace is the main building of Weiyang Palace.
The front hall is divided into three main halls: front, middle and back. The middle hall is the main hall among the main halls.
The emperor's coronation, important court meetings, royal weddings and funerals and other major ceremonies were all held here.
The emperor would not handle daily affairs here, but in the Xuanshi Hall, which was also the main room where the emperor lived.
Huang Hu led Feng Da Sima around the front hall and came to the Xuanshi Hall.
Before entering the Xuanshi Hall, Feng Da Sima seemed to remember something and said casually:
“Housekeeper Huang, a batch of fresh goods seems to have arrived at Chang’an’s warehouse recently. If you are free one day, you can go there for a walk.”
“If someone likes it, just tell them directly. As for the price, it’s easy to talk about.”
When Huang Hu heard this, he immediately beamed:
"Definitely! I have thanked Da Sima first."
Sima Da Sima, a god-like figure, would naturally not be contaminated by such things.
But Huang Hu, I am a villain!
I have loved these rare things all my life.
I don’t take it for free, I buy it with money and deal fairly.
With great joy, even when he entered the announcement room and told Adou, his voice was a bit cheerful:
“Your Majesty, Da Sima is here!”
Fatty Liu, who was reviewing the memorials with a gloomy face, immediately threw away the memorials in his hand after hearing this!
At the same time, the sadness on his face was replaced by a look of joy:
“Quick, please come in.”
Taking off his shoes and untying his sword, Feng Da Sima rubbed his face and his face turned into a look of joy. Only then could he step into the announcement room and was about to shout loudly.
Unexpectedly, the joyful voice of my brother-in-law came from ahead:
“Mingwen, are you here? Come on, come and sit here.”
When other people saw the emperor, they would run into a trot. But when Feng Da Sima saw his brother-in-law, it was the emperor who greeted him in the room.
"Chen, Yong, pay homage to your Majesty..."
“Okay, okay, I’ve told you so many times, don’t be formal, come on, sit down quickly.”
Fatty Liu pointed to the seat closest to him, "Sit here."
“I thank you, Your Majesty.”
“There are no outsiders, so don’t be polite.”
Fatty Liu waved his hand and drove everyone off, leaving only a yellow beard.
“Mingwen rarely visits the palace these days, so why are you free to come here today? But is there something else?”
I don’t know why, but the emperor of the Han family always felt that no matter what happened, just talking to his brother-in-law would keep people in a happy mood.
These days, political affairs have been extremely complicated, making the emperor who likes ease feel extremely tired.
So when I heard that my brother-in-law was coming, I couldn't help but feel happy.
“Your Majesty, what a happy event!”
Feng Da Sima’s face showed three points of intimacy, three points of respect, and four parts of happiness. He leaned slightly towards Fatty Liu to show his naturalness:
“There is good news coming from the east.”
Fatty Liu Yile: "Oh? Is there really a happy event?"
Looking at it, I said, whenever my brother-in-law comes, no matter what happens, he always makes me feel happy.
“What happy things are happening in the east?”
“Your Majesty, Sima Zhao, Sima Yi’s son, has arrived in Chang’an, and Yong has already met him.”
Sima Zhao is coming, and there has been a message from Taiyuan for a long time.
Adou naturally knows this too.
It's just that now Adou can't even dream of becoming a sitting emperor. He is busy reviewing the memorials sent from the Chancellor's desk every day.
I have been sleeping in Xuanshi Hall these days, and I don’t even have time to go to the Queen’s side.
How can you still have time to care about a mere Sima Zhao?
Do you know that the emperor of the Han Dynasty was very busy?
If Sima Yi came in person, the emperor of the Han family might be in the mood to ask questions.
Sima Zhao was just the son of Sima Yi, and he didn’t even have the title of envoy. How could he get into the eyes of the Han emperor?
It would be considered a favor for Da Sima to meet him in person.
I just didn’t expect that this person could actually deliver such good news that even Da Sima said he was happy?
This made Fatty Liu even more curious:
“Tell me, tell me clearly and carefully.”
"Your Majesty, according to what Sima Zhao said, his father Sima Yi wants to give up Luoyang."
The voice was so low that if Huang Hu hadn't pricked his ears to listen, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.
But this whisper sounded like thunder in Fatty Liu's ears.
"ah?"
But seeing Fatty Liu's mouth open and unable to close, his chubby face was full of disbelief and suspicion, and even the eyes in his eyes became dull and suddenly lost focus.
After a long time, Fatty Liu turned his neck mechanically, trying hard to adjust the focus so that he could fully focus on Feng Dashima:
“No, Mingwen, what did you just say? I seemed to have misunderstood.”
Feng Dashima smiled slightly and repeated it again:
"Your Majesty, I say that Sima Yi wants to return all his troops to Hebei and give up Luoyang."
I heard it clearly this time, but Fatty Liu still couldn’t believe it:
"Seriously? Mingwen, do you know that I am tired these days, so you are joking with me?"
“My lord, how dare you joke with your majesty about such a national event?”
After repeated confirmations, Fatty Liu received a positive answer again and again, confirming that the matter was true.
His chubby body immediately began to tremble, especially his lower lip, which trembled uncontrollably and moved up and down densely.
“Ming, Ming, Ming, Mingwen…”
Fatty Liu pushed himself up hard and tried to get up towards Feng Da Sima.
Who would have expected that he was too excited and his body became a little weak. In addition, his body was a little too heavy. He couldn't hold it up even with his hands.
“Bah!”
“Boom!”
The dignified emperor of the Han family lay down on the table in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
“Ouch, Your Majesty!”
Huang Hu, who was standing by the curtain, took a look and ran over quickly, trying to help the emperor up. "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
“Get out of here!”
Fatty Liu pushed Huang Hu away, then stretched out an arm, "Mingwen, come here and give me a hand."
Huang Hu:…
Feng Da Sima quickly stepped forward and helped his brother-in-law up.
If he hadn't been in battle for a long time and had toiled his muscles and bones every day, and had some strength, it would be really not easy to lift this fat man up.
Then Fatty Liu held Feng Da Sima's arms tightly:
“Clear text, clear text!”
There was a faint reflection of water in his eyes, "We are going to regain the old capital of Luoyang, right? Right? Right?"
Feeling that his arms were about to be bruised, Feng Da Sima didn't dare to let go, so he could only grit his teeth and smile:
“Your Majesty is right, we don’t have to wait any longer, we can already recover Luoyang.”
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Fatty Liu suddenly laughed, finally let go of Feng Da Sima's arm, then hugged Feng Da Sima's neck tightly, and said with tears of joy:
“Mingwen, this is the best news I have heard since I moved the capital to Chang’an!”
Although Luoyang has long been in the possession of the Han Dynasty, in this case, hearing about it suddenly still made Fatty Liu, an old boy, burst into tears.
That is Luoyang, the old capital of the Han Dynasty!
After regaining Luoyang, he could confidently dig his own imperial tomb a hundred years later in the north of Chang'an.
You can feel proud when you enter the ancestral temple, and you no longer have to explain to your ancestors why there is only one Chang'an after regaining the old capital.
In the history books of later generations, it is not too much to write about Emperor Zhaowu of the Han Dynasty, right?
Even Cao Rui dared to establish a temple title during his lifetime. What’s wrong with me having a sweet dream during my lifetime?
Just when Fatty Liu was daydreaming and dreaming, he heard Feng Da Sima's breathing coming from his ears:
“Ahem, ahem, your majesty, please loosen it a little. You’re tightening it too tightly. I can’t breathe.”
Damn it, why is this **** fat guy so heavy?
“Oh, oh, oh, I didn’t pay attention.”
Fatty Liu then reluctantly let go of Feng Da Sima, but immediately held his hand and asked with some hesitation:
"Mingwen, is Sima Yi really so generous? Is it possible that there is fraud?"
Feng Dasima tried hard to adjust his breathing, and then smiled:
"Your Majesty, how can Sima Yi be so generous? He must have conditions, but even if he is deceitful, so what?"
"With the elite troops and generals we have now, how can we be afraid that we will not be able to capture Luoyang? Your Majesty, please rest assured."
“That’s good, that’s good.” Fatty Liu finally let go of Feng Da Sima’s hand, walked back and forth two steps, and rubbed his hands repeatedly.
When he finally came to his senses, he was so excited that he didn’t know what to do next.
After a while, he stopped and turned around again and asked:
"It is clearly stated that Sima Yi has conditions? What conditions are they?"
When Feng Da Sima told Jingxing Shangdao, Fatty Liu was even more surprised:
"That's it?"
Just give it to him!
Let’s not say selling, just sending some goods to express gratitude, that is also negotiable.
After all, Sima Yi is not named Cao.
On the contrary, he is the auxiliary minister of the puppet Wei Dynasty. As long as he is willing to change sides and surrender, can I not tolerate him?
“Your Majesty, how can Sima Yi be that simple?”
Seeing how grand his brother-in-law was, Feng Da Sima quickly explained Sima Yi's plan in detail.
After hearing this, Fatty Liu immediately took a breath:
"I only thought that Sima Yi wanted to retreat, but I didn't expect that he had such a plan."
He looked at Feng Da Sima:
“Fortunately, Mingwen saw through his intentions.”
Then he frowned again:
“So, Luoyang really can’t be taken for nothing…”
Feng Dasima smiled slightly at the side:
“Your Majesty, it’s easy to get it.”
"Oh?" Seeing Feng Da Sima's appearance, Liu Tianzi suddenly felt at ease.
That's right. As my brother-in-law, I have always been far-sighted. Since I can see through Sima Yi's plan, I will definitely have a countermeasure.
“How will Mingwen respond? Tell me quickly.”
Feng Dashima grinned again.
It was obviously the beginning of hot summer, but Emperor Liu suddenly felt a chill for no reason.
“Huang Hu, go and lower the curtain, the wind is blowing in.”
Huang Hu Yinghe walked over there with a look of confusion on his face:
The curtains are obviously always lowered, and there is no wind?
(End of this chapter)