"Putting aside the extreme theory of patricide, I think the government intends to prevent the peace talks from being successful." It took Zhao Ding a long time to calm his heartbeat caused by those outrageous remarks.

"Liu Yu?" Zhang Jun blurted out, as if he had thought of this a long time ago.

"This is the most obvious one." Zhao Ding responded seriously.

"Indeed." Zhang Jun sighed. "The emperor emphasized that the two saints must be returned unconditionally first, and then the five counties in Jingdong were the main conditions for peace talks. This was obviously a delay in time. Then he watched the peace talks escalate. He probably wanted Liu Yu to be alert and take the initiative to attack... If this is the case, the peace talks will naturally fail. The emperor can continue to maintain the posture of the Northern Expedition and give an explanation to the people who advocate peace... Otherwise, we should cooperate with the emperor to delay for a while?"

"That being said, this plan is too shallow... You see, we all had some guesses right from the start, even Li Zhongcheng reminded the emperor not to follow the small path." Zhao Ding reminded him a little. "I think this kind of behavior is not what the emperor should do."

"But the emperor did not respond to Li Zhongcheng's words." Zhang Jun still insisted on his own opinion. "It can be seen that the emperor at least has the intention to go with the flow."

"That's true." Zhao Ding also nodded with a frown, but suddenly remembered something. "But judging from what Wulin Dazanmo said, the Jin people don't seem to care either?"

"Maybe he's too arrogant?" Zhang Jun also frowned.

"Regardless of him, at the moment, the emperor's intention is, at its most extreme, to wait for the two emperors to return south, then kill his father and brother; at its most casual, to lure Liu Yu to attack... But I think the emperor will neither abandon the overall situation for personal grudges, nor pin his hopes on such an unorthodox method." Zhao Ding sighed. "It's more in the middle."

"What happened in between?" Zhang Jun shook his head. "He clearly has the power to make a decision, but he still agreed to negotiate peace. Then he secretly informed the army and asked the five of us if we were willing to follow him to Bagong Mountain... What exactly does the emperor want to do?"

"Are there times when you can't figure out the emperor's intentions?" Zhao Ding suddenly couldn't help but sneer.

Zhang Jun also laughed at this time: "Brother Yuan Zhen, you think too much... If I say that since I was in Mingdao Palace, I have never really figured out the emperor's intentions, do you believe it or not?"

Zhang Jun was recognized as the emperor's most trusted confidant, and everyone knew that he had risen from the Mingdao Palace by guessing the emperor's mind. At the age of just over 30, he was already a prime minister. Therefore, such words at this time inevitably seemed false.

However, what is interesting is that as Zhang Xianggong's biggest political opponent, the provincial governor Zhao Ding was silent for a moment, but nodded heavily: "I believe it... because I have never figured out the emperor's intentions! Even if the emperor told me personally, I would still find it hard to believe, and I always feel that the emperor has something that he can't express."

It is said that the Yellow River is not like Huainan, where there is no plum rain season. The rain in early summer that makes everything moldy will pass away as soon as it comes. Now is the time when the stars are shining brightly. The two of them talked for a while, but when it was the official's turn, they were silent instead. They simply stood under the grape trellis, using the shadows of layers of grape leaves to look at the stars above their heads, both of them in a daze.

"The government has a very difficult and hard life." After a long pause, Zhang Jun, who was looking at the stars above his head, suddenly spoke again. "No one knows him, no one knows him, his country is ruined, his family is ruined, he is on the verge of life and death, the court is full of corrupt officials and old customs, there are thieves everywhere, and the Jin people are always suppressing him from outside."

"That's why you and I are afraid that the government will do something..." Zhao Ding also answered while looking at the stars above his head. "People like Li Guang actually have good intentions and are fair-minded, but they just can't help but want to gain fame. When their blood boils, they don't care about anything else, they just want to show themselves off."

"Brother Yuan Zhen, how good are you? You, Liu Dazhong, Hu Shijiang and others, if you look closely, are all capable and honest officials, but you can't help wanting to go back to the old ways, and you always think of Feng Heng Yu Da. Chen Kangbo's words today really smashed you all to pieces."

Zhao Ding wanted to mock him and Lü Zhi for being reckless and incompetent, and being a bigger burden to the emperor, but he was more cultured than Zhang Jun after all, so he simply avoided this issue and just looked at the stars and sighed in his heart:

"So, what exactly does the government want?"

"Brother, what are we seeking after all the hard work we have put ourselves through in battle?"

Under the same Milky Way, thousands of miles away, in Qianzhou at the southernmost end of Jiangxi Road, among the mountains and fields, Zhang Xian, who was resting on the side of the road and looking at the countless stars above his head in deep thought, suddenly spoke.

"Go home!" Yue Fei withdrew his gaze from the top of his head, turned around and said, "But you must go back with dignity and bring everyone back with you! We are going south now, but we are actually going north!"

Zhang Xian nodded heavily but couldn't catch up.