Chapter 488 Jiangshan? imperial power? (One more)

  Marshal Long’s visit to Yongcheng is a secret to the outside, but he can't hide it from the inside.

Zhang Jingzhi was not overly surprised when he saw Long Yue in Leng Sa’s study. She calmly stepped forward and stretched out her hand, “Young Master Long, don’t be unharmed.” It seems that there is nothing wrong with the change in her identity. .

  Long Yue also stood up and shook hands with him in return. He didn't mean to look down on Zhang Jingzhi because the Zhang family is now down. He was even more solemn than when Zhang Jingzhi was the son of the prime minister.

   Leng Sa sat and looked at the two and smiled, "I have seen you two too, can we discuss business matters now?"

  Long Yue smiled lightly, "Nature."

  The three people sat in the study and talked for another afternoon. After that, Zhang Jingzhi took Long Yue away and planned to take Long Yue to the industrial area and automobile factory outside the city. Leng Sha received a call from Zhuo Lin.

   Speaking of Long Yue’s visit to Zhuo Lin, she is not surprised, “The Long Family has Ah Yue, and it will not be bad in the future.” It’s just that in the future it will inevitably not become Fu Fengcheng’s rival.

Leng Sa also nodded and agreed, "Shao Long is really not slow to respond. I have just started planning here, and he has already arrived in Yongcheng before the beginning. Speaking of this, I have to thank my mother for bringing Zhang Shaohuyou to Nanliu. Save it, Master Long is here to grab someone from me, right?"

  Without Zhang Jingzhi, this plan might not be implemented in a few years. Neither Dujun Fu nor Shao Fu had that kung fu, Leng Sa was too distracted and lacked the patience.

   Zhuo Lin smiled, “The eldest son of the Zhang family is not that good at fooling around. If he doesn’t mean that, I’ll say it’s useless to break his mouth.”

  Leng Sa played with the phone line while caring, "Is my mother okay in Beijing?"

Zhuo Lin said with a relaxed smile, "It's nothing bad, but you, Fengcheng, you worked hard alone when you were away. When you feel tired, throw everything back to Fu Zheng, and ignore what he said. "

   said coldly, "I’m okay, and there are not many things that I need to do myself. It’s good for my mother to be well in the capital, so that Fengcheng will be less worried outside."

  The two chatted for a long time, and Zhuo Lin asked about Xiao Shitou again and then hung up the phone.

  In the mansion where Zhuo Lin lives in the capital, just after putting down the phone assistant, he came to report, "Ms. Zhuo, Mr. Zhang is here."

  Zuo Lin was startled, and quickly said, "Hurry up and invite him in."

  But for a moment, Zhang Bi walked in from outside and smiled at Zhuo Lin, "Excuse me, Deputy Chief Zhuo?"

  In one year, Zhang Bi was obviously older. Although his hair was still clean, he had a few more white hairs in his temples, and his whole person was much thinner. He no longer wore expensive and decent suits, instead he put on a long robe, looking like an ordinary scholarly rich man.

  Because of Zhang Zuo's affairs, Zhuo Lin has rarely seen each other in the past few months in Beijing. Although Zhang Zuo's whereabouts are still unknown, everyone knows it well.

  Ren Nanyan Qujing, these people always have a track to follow, but Zhang Zuo seems to have disappeared into the bustling capital so silently, most of them are really gone.

  Zuo Lin naturally knows more than Zhang Bi, but she does not intend to tell Zhang Bi.

   "Senior, what are you talking about? You can come to my small place and be splendid, please sit down." Zhuo Lin stood up and laughed.

  Zhang Bi sat down opposite to Zhuo Lin, waited until the assistant brought tea, and still looked at Zhuo Lin and said nothing.

  Zuo Lin was not in a hurry, and sat with him and waited.

  Until the tea in the cup had warmed up, I heard Zhang Bi smile and said, "In these years, I have never thought about it, you and Fu Zheng can continue to have fate like this."

Zhuo Lin frowned slightly, and as soon as she was about to speak, Zhang Bi raised her hand to stop her and said: "I didn't mean that. I still understand your temperament, and I never go back. It's just...the young man from the Fu family. It's your biological son, this relationship is always inextricable, right?"

   Zhuo Lin nodded and said, "The senior came here specially to say this? Why?"

  Zhang Bi shook his head and changed the subject abruptly, "Jing Zhi called me yesterday."

Seeing Zhuo Lin frowned, he smiled, "I didn't say anything on the phone, you also know where I live... Now it is still being watched, and I can't say more on the phone. But I can still understand a little bit, school girl …Are you planning to pave the way for Fu Shao?"

  Zuo Lin was silent for a long time, then raised her head to look at Zhang Bi and said seriously, “If I say no, the senior may not believe it at all. Has the senior ever thought about An Xia’s future?"

  Zhang Bi didn't say a word, obviously he was thinking about this issue too.

   Zhuo Lin smiled, “The last time I chatted with the senior was last year. At that time, the timing was wrong and I could only have a few words in a hurry. In fact, I always wanted to talk to the senior."

Zhang Bi looked up at her and looked at her deeply. Zhuo Lin looked at a magnificent picture of the country and mountains on the opposite wall, and said softly: "We all came from that era. How many people died in those years, although you and I You are far away from the gunpowder on the battlefield, you don't know it at all, right?"

Zhang Bi nodded silently, and Zhuo Lin said, "I have counted a few years ago. In Yunzhou alone, the population decreased by 800,000 in 10 years from Anxia from 297 to the 6th year in the new calendar. This is still because of Beisi. The province is far away from the hinterland of Anxia, ​​and is separated by the Gyeonggi region in the middle. It is only about a few foreign forces competing. In those places in the Central Plains, all the forces will sing and I will appear on the stage. A place has been repeatedly seen several times. How many seniors have died? "

  Zhang Bi sighed long, "I know, the cabinet has counted that the population of Anxia from 297 to 6 years in the new calendar has dropped from 360 million to 327 million."

  Of course, not all of these 20 million people died because of war. Some died of natural birth, old age, sickness, escape from war, and some died because of disease, famine, and other reasons. But this number is still terrifying, because while so many people are missing, there are still people born continuously, which means that more people will die than this number.

Zhuo Lin sighed lightly, "So, do seniors have to come again? Now this generation is not young, maybe they can't move and don't want to fight anymore, but what about the next generation? When will they be heads? Let them separate Victory, is it enough to die another 20 million?"

   Zhang Bi couldn't help taking a breath, feeling a bit cold at the pass of nearly six months. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "One will succeed in everything, since it has been like this, not to mention the thousands of miles away."

   Zhuo Lin said indifferently: "If you succeed in your work, the bones are dead... Whoever stipulates that this tens of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains must be someone? If you go round and round and finally go back, why did you overthrow the Xiao family back then?"

Zhang Bi looked at her for a long time, then smiled bitterly, "You know, back then, it was... catching the ducks on the shelves. Do you think everyone was rushing to overthrow the royal family and return to the people? Really no one imagines Kick the emperor down and sit on it by himself? It's just that the strength of the parties involved is not enough."

  At that time, he was still young, and in the face of sudden chaos, he could only follow his father's instructions blankly. It was only after he recovered and listened to his father's teaching and analysis that he knew how dangerous it was at that time.

  If it wasn't for Prince An to act decisively, if it wasn't for Long Xiaofu Zheng and the young young and strong factions to support, maybe the whole Anxia is still kneeling and don't know which emperor your majesty.

  Later, his father worked hard to reach the position of prime minister. In those years, he also struggled to maintain a fragile balance, for fear that a general who was accidentally armed with heavy soldiers would come down. In those few years, my father worked so hard and consumed too much, so he passed away within two years after retiring from that position.

  Zhang Bi sighed, shook his head and waved away the past in his mind, "What does the school girl want to do?"

  Zuo Lin slightly raised her head to look level with him, and after a while she said in a deep voice, “Let An Xia never repeat the mistakes of thousands of years and eliminate everyone’s desire to fight for imperial power. Again, peacefully, become one.”

  Zhang Bi looked at him for a long time before saying, "I didn't expect you to have such ambitions, but... did the Fu family agree?" It's impossible not to repeat the same mistakes in the world.

  No matter how powerful an empire is, there will eventually be a day of weakness and collapse, but who can really give up the possible world in front of you for the unknowable future?

   "What do you think Long Xiao and Fu Zheng did for supporting Xiao Zhu's delegating power instead of directly letting those people go to the upper ranks to gain the merits of the dragon? Is it because they think they are the ones who can rise to the upper ranks?"

  Zhang Bi is dumb, naturally not.

  At that time, Long Xiao and Fu Zhengyuan did not have the current strength, and they were even just forces under the hands of other big bosses. The most different place was that they were too young to have already achieved great achievements.

  Of course, it’s impossible to say how noble sentiments and predicting the future they have. They just don’t want to be the emperor so eagerly, and to some extent, they don’t even think that the emperor is necessary for the existence of this species.

  If a person disagrees with something, he will naturally not feel how precious and important it is, let alone have any obsessions.

   "Does Shao Fu think so too?" Zhang Bi asked.

Zhuo Lin smiled faintly, "Otherwise, why am I here? Or...otherwise, why would Jingzhi go to the Southern Six Provinces? Are both Zhang Family and Jingzhi really ready to assist the next emperor?"

Zhang Bi laughed, shook his head and said, "I am old. I understand what you mean. I will go back to talk with Yu Xiang when I have time. Your relationship is also good. You can talk to him directly, and he should support you. "

   Zhuo Lin smiled, "It's too early, you know, to achieve these, you can't do without strength."

  Zhang Bi stood up and said, "If it can be done, it will be enough for the Fu family to survive."

   Zhuo Lin said lightly, "After the ages, it is a matter for posterity, I only walk the road in front of me."

  "Have you ever thought that all your efforts might eventually become another form of imperial power?" Zhang Bi asked.

  Zo Lin looked at him, "Is it because of this, I don’t do anything?"

   "You are right, in fact, if there is something you can't figure out, you can talk to Prince Ann." Finally Zhang Bi smiled.

  Zuo Lin tilted her head to look at him a little puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

  Zhang Bi smiled and said, "No one in this world understands the emperor's style better than him. If you don't want to repeat the same mistakes, you can find him to learn about it, or it can be regarded as a lesson."

   "..." Zhuo Lin was speechless, "I don't know where he is now." Since Xiao Zhu left Yongcheng last year, almost no one knew where he was except for a few occasional letters.

  Zhang Bi’s voice came from outside the door, "You will always find him if you look for it."

  "..."

  　 five o'clock in the afternoon, okay~~~

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)