Meng Zhen was so angry that he paced back and forth in his chic outfit of 25 years old, slammed the table in front of her, and said: "This is so against the will of heaven! Is it because of him that you refuse to say whether you have ever admired me? Ah?"
　　Dong Lingjiu said truthfully without changing his expression: "No, I haven't had the time to do that yet."
　　Meng Zhen just breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked again: "That's because..."
　　"That's because," Dong Lingjiu said silently, "I really don't like you anymore."
　　Meng Zhen: "..."
　　Then he seemed to disappear.
　　This dream didn't last long, and it was probably just this content. Dong Lingjiu was scolded by an old friend for nothing - she finally dreamed of such an old friend, not to mention sitting down to drink tea and talk together, but also to temporarily relieve her worries and nostalgia, but Zheng Yuheng's words disturbed her dream, which was full of messy and useless things.
　　A few days later, summer arrived, and the rain became more and more abundant. Although it was not yet hot, the pond on one side of the palace corridor was already full of lotus flowers.
　　This was also the time when the Beisu envoy came to Beijing to negotiate peace.
　　However, such a beautiful scenery in Beijing could not calm Meng Cheng's anger.
　　The reason was simple, it fell on this shitty envoy - this person turned out to be a Great Yin person, speaking pure and authentic Kyoto Mandarin, and his face was somewhat familiar. Several military officials who had not yet gone to the battle recognized him from the side and soon found out that he was actually Li Zongguang's confidant, a subordinate named "Yi Wenzhuo".
　　Although this person was a confidant and often mixed with military generals, he was actually a civil servant who handled all the common affairs in the army and did not care about marching and fighting. Since Minister Xu confirmed that Li Zongguang had treasoned and punished his relatives, although this person came, he was actually a criminal of Great Yin.
　　Yi Wenzhuo was dressed in Hu clothing and had already defected to the Su Kingdom. His mere presence here had already made everyone angry, and they could not hide their anger. Naturally, they did not dare to be arrogant, but were very humble... But calling him a foreign minister all the time still made Meng Cheng very angry. The
　　little emperor was very angry, and his face was uncertain. I wonder if the brain of the Lord of the Northern Su Kingdom was soaked in water? ! A traitor, just because he defected to you, can be used? ! This is not a dog thief releasing a dog in front of its original owner, what is it!
　　Meng Cheng only ordered the official who was previously appointed to be responsible for negotiations and peace talks to stay in Wanshi Pavilion and talk in detail with Yi Wenzhuo. He himself left in a huff, and did not even want to show his face.
　　I don't know what the other party is planning. Doesn't they want their crown prince anymore? Or...
　　Meng Cheng thought to himself, and suddenly remembered a reason - the crown prince is the most difficult position in the world. The king and the minister are king and the minister. The crown prince is both the king and the minister. He faces the suspicion and scrutiny of his father, the emperor, and the surrounding and agitation of the ministers. This is a position like walking on a tightrope. How many brothers' quarrels in the world are not caused by this position of the crown prince?
　　He is the only legitimate son, and his father, the late Emperor Mingde, is not sure whether it is for the sake of his mother or because of the father-son relationship left by the patriarchal bloodline. Emperor Mingde is very good to Meng Cheng, warm and friendly, extremely indulgent, and raises Meng Cheng to be well-behaved but naive... He himself has not experienced the embarrassing situation of the position of the crown prince.
　　But to some extent, isn't the pampering of Emperor Mingde to him another kind of defense? Especially since he was thirty-five, his health has been deteriorating. Even if he can't bear it, there is Dong Lingjiu behind him... When
　　Meng Cheng thought of this, his heart suddenly tightened. He pinched his thigh and secretly cursed himself: "You are unworthy of being a son, and you still doubt your father, the emperor. What kind of person is your father, who would plot against you?" He
　　suppressed this thought and continued to think about the situation of the sixth prince Zhu Li A Li Tai. The other party's situation looks very embarrassing. The king is old, and he is young and brave, with great military exploits. If he wins this battle, it is possible that he is too meritorious to shock the king and is suspected of forcing the emperor to abdicate. Everyone is on guard against him, so when the king found out that the crown prince was captured, he sent such a person, as if he expected Meng Cheng to tear up the hostage in anger and then intimidate them... The king was just about to send someone to negotiate peace in a proper way, and he could also save some blood because the prince had been lost.
　　When Meng Cheng thought of this, he felt very clear, and everything was very clear. Even in the early battlefield, Alitai fought alone, and Qilehechi, who had experienced many battles, not only did not help him, but was always a step behind and could not support him in time... This also had an explanation.
　　These people actually abandoned a brave crown prince to this point. Even though they belonged to two countries, Meng Cheng could not help but feel chilled.
　　His anger subsided a little, and he went to the Cining Palace to tell Dong Lingjiu about this matter, and told his guesses one by one.
　　Dong Lingjiu did not stay in the palace. He asked Ruixue to move a rattan chair to the lotus pond outside. It was covered with a canopy held by the eunuchs to block the sunlight. Tea, cakes, and incense burners were placed on the small table. She sat alone on the chair, feeding the fish swimming under the lotus leaves with fish food.
　　Zheng Yuheng went to the Imperial Hospital to get new medicine, so he was not here.
　　Dong Lingjiu sat alone in the front, and only Ruixue and Zhao Qing served nearby. The rest of the people stood a few steps away. The maids, old women, eunuchs, and palace servants, each holding the items they were serving, knelt down in a sea of ​​people when they saw the emperor's dragon chariot coming.
　　Meng Cheng exempted these people from the ceremony and told them his thoughts.
　　Dong Lingjiu looked at the traces of koi swimming under the lotus leaves, feeling quite good, and smiled slightly: "It seems that God has blessed me, and the emperor has also given birth to a calculating head." Meng
　　Cheng's face became hot, and he said ashamedly: "Mother..."
　　"Okay, I shouldn't tease you." Dong Lingjiu said, "You are thin-skinned, you can't say it."
　　Meng Cheng became even more anxious, thinking that it was Zheng Yuheng, that bastard, who had led his mother to this. She was getting better and better at making such embarrassing jokes.
　　"How dare your son not tell your mother that our ancestors ruled the world with filial piety? Doesn't this make your son feel ashamed?"
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded, looked at the fish fighting for food, and said slowly: "Your idea is not far off, and I guess so too. Even those who are fighting outside are plotting and framing like this. The royal court of Beisu is rotten to the core."
　　The emperor said: "People from barbarians and remote areas are short-sighted."
　　Dong Lingjiu glanced at him and said: "You think Alitai is a capable person. Isn't he from a barbarian and remote area? As a monarch, you must not have prejudice or personal feelings. Don't you have prejudice and suspicion about a top scholar from a place in the territory of Dayin where there is no etiquette and the people are tough?"
　　Meng Cheng immediately woke up and straightened out his thoughts, and said: "You are right, mother."
　　Dong Lingjiu did not continue to investigate. He has been much more relieved about Meng Cheng these days. The greatest advantage of the young emperor is that he listens to advice. If he is compared with his ancestors, his aptitude is not good, but a little mediocre. Fortunately, Meng Cheng has a very good mentality, is well-behaved and docile. With the advice and admonitions of the elders and teachers, he can immediately find his own shortcomings and correct them, and he does not bear grudges or get angry.
　　This is already a golden advantage, and it can be said to be a necessary quality for ancient sages. Dong Lingjiu considered that his own son was more strict, and felt that he should at least be a king who guards the status quo, works hard and loves the people, and he should not make too many mistakes. It's
　　just that the people who assist him need to be selected and decided.
　　Dong Lingjiu's thoughts drifted so far, turned around and then came back in just a few breaths. She quickly said, "They want you to be angry and blame them, or even kill the messenger, but you shouldn't do that. Don't let these people get what they want, and you must not be angry and kill Alitai. Instead, you should show him great kindness."
　　Meng Cheng said, "What the queen mother meant is..."
　　"You have guessed it in your heart, so just say it." Dong Lingjiu did not speak, but wanted to hear his thoughts.
　　Meng Cheng pondered for a while and said tentatively: "If we do this, we will be right even in terms of morality. Great Yin has treated us so well, why should I be so angry? We can directly make peace with this traitor and make a big profit from him."
　　"That's a good idea." Dong Lingjiu said, "How can a rebel who works as a civilian in the army be qualified to be a diplomatic envoy? Bei Su's hasty appointment is just to make you kill him in anger, or kill the crown prince, so that even if Su Kingdom is defeated, you will have room to fight back. However, you have a good temper and are cautious about state affairs, and you only care about your own anger."
　　Meng Cheng didn't know for a moment whether his mother was praising him or scolding him, and was a little stunned.
　　"Send those who know him to join the ranks of the deliberating officials. They should not speak, but just stand by and glare at each other, feeling grief-stricken. Then, only discuss with this person the various matters concerning the other side's defeat, and do not allow those Jurchens to interrupt... Moreover, you must keep an eye on them."
　　"Keep an eye on... them?"
　　"Yes." Dong Lingjiu raised his hand and sprinkled some fish food, then smiled softly, "How can such a plan rely entirely on your temper? Those Jurchens who accompanied him are the ones who are carrying the mission, but their mission is to wait for an opportunity to kill Yi Wenzhuo, and make sure he dies in the capital, or even in the imperial palace."
　　Meng Cheng felt as if he had been hit on the head, and a gust of cool wind surged behind him. He immediately said, "I understand, son."
　　"Although you are good, you are still more innocent." Dong Lingjiu said calmly, "Junzhi is more thoughtful than you. Although he disdains to do such dirty things, he should be able to see through them and be on guard against them. If you need him to help you, just arrest him from the Imperial Hospital. He can be a person who has participated in the war and provide advice."
　　Meng Cheng felt his teeth sour when he heard the name. If he and Zheng Yuheng could reach an agreement on five out of ten sentences, it would be considered a courtesy to both sides. Last time, he was asked to ask the queen mother for her opinion, but before he went back, his mother had already sent someone to inform him to give up the idea and not to allow Yingying to remarry.
　　The little emperor said, "...Yes, I understand."
　　Dong Lingjiu finally said, "If you are lucky enough..."
　　Meng Cheng asked, "Lucky what?"
　　"We designed a trap and were lucky enough to catch these Jurchens committing crimes in the act, in public, and it is absolutely true. Then we will have a huge advantage. But if the other party insults, designs, and frames us like this, we will not be able to live decently anymore."
　　Dong Lingjiu stared at the koi in the pond that grabbed the most food but was starved to death and floated to the surface with its stomach turned upside down. He spoke softly and gently, "They are honest and quiet to each other. They are cunning, so just let go of the order to keep the troops on hold against Geng Zhe and let him fight wherever he wants. Didn't he say in the letter that he would take off the head of the Lord of Beisu and let me play with it as a Cuju?"
　　Meng Cheng was stunned for a long time, came to his senses, and murmured, "...This...this is not very polite..."
　　"I don't like playing Cuju," Dong Lingjiu turned to look at him with a smile, "I'll let you play it."
　　Meng Cheng was stunned.