He saw through it, but he did not remind the two people. When they asked him whether he wanted to show his good will to Xiao Rong, Sun Renluan actually agreed. The reason was very simple. After all, the Xiao family was not a vassal of their Sun family, so they could do whatever they wanted.
Xiao Rong had no idea that his "relatives" were about to come find him. After reporting everything, he walked leisurely into the hall, then stood in the right place and saluted the young emperor who was sitting at the top.
Qu Yunmie had once asked him not to perform formalities to anyone again, but Qu Yunmie was not there at the moment, so he didn't care.
The ceremony was completed in a proper manner. There was no rule against looking directly at the emperor's face, so Xiao Rong quickly raised his head. He gave the little emperor time to prepare, and after a brief second of eye contact, Xiao Rong smiled just right, so as not to make the little emperor feel awkward, and not to cause the people around him to scold him.
The young emperor He Fu looked at him curiously. Because of this person's arrival, he was supposed to practice calligraphy in the study for the whole day, but was interrupted by someone sent by his uncle. The uncle also changed him into the imperial robe that he usually wore when attending court and asked him to come out to meet this person.
Sun Renluan was very strict in controlling the little emperor. He would only let him out for a walk during the regular court sessions once every five days. The rest of the time he was kept in the harem. The only person who could visit him at any time was his queen mother. However, his queen mother was a little busy and seldom came to see him.
He Fu sensitively realized that this person was extraordinary, otherwise his uncle would not have mobilized such a large force.
After seeing the smile on Xiao Rong's face, the immature scrutiny in He Fu's heart disappeared. He was just a child after all, and children like fun and beautiful things.
He Fu could not help but kick his legs, which meant he was happy. Sun Renluan was sitting next to the emperor. Originally, this was the seat for the empress dowager who ruled the country from behind the curtain, but the emperor's uncle sat here himself.
No one could say anything about this. After all, when He Fu was too young and couldn't even sit steadily a few years ago, Sun Renluan sat directly on the throne of the emperor. Although there is no concept of the dragon throne now, Sun Renluan's behavior was enough to be an act of usurpation.
However, despite doing so many borderline actions, Sun Renluan never showed any intention of ascending the throne. It is not known whether he really does not want to, or he is too hesitant and dare not really do so.
Sun Renluan looked at the little emperor's actions, and then looked at Xiao Rong with a somewhat unfriendly look. He suspected that Xiao Rong did it on purpose.
But the next second Xiao Rong looked away and began to talk incessantly about some opening remarks, such as how wise the emperor was, how brave the Grand Marshal was, and how busy the Prince of Zhenbei was, so he had to be sent to meet His Majesty and all the loyal ministers and generals.
It's hard to say anything else, but Sun Renluan is sure of one thing: Xiao Rong is quite good at flattering people. ...
Xiao Rong's appearance was so favorable that the officials who had originally looked down on him were willing to listen to him after seeing his appearance. What's more, since the previous words were all compliments to them, they liked to listen even more.
There were also people who didn't like to hear it, and some even lowered their heads in disappointment when they found that Xiao Rong's words were full of flattery.
While talking, Xiao Rong observed the whole place inconspicuously. He noticed a few people lowering their heads. He paused slightly, but did not pay any attention to them. He continued talking. Slowly, he turned the topic to Qu Yunmie and began to talk about how difficult it was for Qu Yunmie during this period. First, the Huns made a comeback, causing rivers of blood to flow in Dunhuang and Zhangye. Later, there was unrest in Yizhou, and Qu Yunmie had to send troops to suppress the rebels there. There was another sea of blood and corpses. What was even more terrible was that there were traitors among the people of the Central Plains. Even the generals of the Zhenbei Army were bewitched. They joined forces with the Xianbei and actually planned to go deep into the heart of the Central Plains. The Zhenbei Army was almost caught in the urn by these people.
The old man Yang Zangyi had been resting with his eyes closed and stroking his beard. Upon hearing this, he slowly opened his eyes. Was he crying poor?
But what's the point of Prince Zhenbei coming here to cry poor? Now everyone can see that Prince Zhenbei has formed his own faction and has long been independent from the Yong Dynasty.
Well... Nanyong is what people outside call them. People in Nanyong still call themselves people of the Yong Dynasty. They will never admit that the Yong Dynasty has become half, so you should be more careful when you speak here, so as not to poke someone's lungs. ...
Gradually, others also understood what Xiao Rong meant, but like Yang Zangyi, they did not understand what Xiao Rong was trying to do. It was not until Xiao Rong had laid the groundwork for everything that they bent down and saluted the little emperor and the Grand Marshal above them.
"As long as the threat of Xianbei is not eliminated, the people of the world will not be at ease. However, the Zhenbei Army is now out of food and weapons. The strength of the Zhenbei Army alone is not enough to crush the Xianbei. Therefore, the king has sent letters to invite people with lofty ideals from all over the world to attack Xianbei together. This war is to avenge the dead people, to reassure the living people, and to prevent Your Majesty from worrying about the danger of the Hu people going south. The death of the late emperor is a great sorrow for the country! The previous tragedy cannot be repeated. Your Majesty is a son of man and a son of heaven. I beg Your Majesty to send troops to assist the King of Zhenbei and cut off the head of the Xianbei emperor to comfort the spirit of the late emperor in heaven!"
Officials present: “…”
You really can talk nonsense!
What does it have to do with us to fight against the Xianbei? Even if the Hu people go south, they will tease you first. Besides, don’t we know what kind of person the late emperor was? When he died, how many people secretly lit red candles at home to celebrate? It is a great sorrow for the country. Don’t you feel ashamed to say this!
Obviously Xiao Rong was not embarrassed, he even took out the handwritten letter written by Qu Yunmie, someone took it and handed it to Sun Renluan, while the little emperor looked at the whole audience in bewilderment. The late emperor?
Is he the one that many people say is not his biological father?
Although He Fu is a puppet, he is not a child anymore. He is eight years old. He can understand what adults say, and he can feel the ridicule, pity, and disgust of others.
He vaguely knew that his situation was not good, and he wanted to remedy it. This is the way children think. They cannot handle things that are too complicated. All their actions are based on survival instinct. Therefore, children of this age cannot control themselves when they see food, because they know that they can only grow up successfully if they eat more.
He Fu had no shortage of food, but the crisis around him came from things he could not understand. He Fu wanted to live and did not want to be pulled down from the throne or killed directly. In his opinion, he should wash away the stigma of being an illegitimate child.
He Fu didn't quite understand what sending troops meant, but he was tempted. He looked at Sun Renluan eagerly, hoping that Sun Renluan would agree to this matter, send troops in his name, and then avenge the late emperor.
No matter how much he planned, he didn't expect Xiao Rong's purpose to be here. Before that, Xiao Rong had only invited Huang Yanjiong, and Qu Yunmie sent out the other invitation letters two days before he left. Therefore, Sun Renluan had no idea that Qu Yunmie decided not to be a lone wolf this time, but to form a team to fight the Xianbei together.
The reaction in the court was naturally intense and one-sided. Why do such a useless thing? After defeating the Xianbei, the only one who would benefit was Qu Yunmie. They must have had a brain in Sheyang Lake to do such a thankless task.
Xiao Rong was well prepared for this. He smiled lightly and began to mock this group of people. He had only heard of people who lacked gold, wood, water, fire and earth, but had never seen people who lacked benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness. Oh, is this what is called lack of morality?
Everyone: “…”
Xiao Rong successfully stirred up all the hatred with just one sentence. Almost immediately, they took turns to deal with Xiao Rong. Xiao Rong responded with ease at the beginning, but later he found it increasingly difficult and was about to lose the upper hand.
There were already Hu chairs and Hu beds outside, but the layout of the palace was still the same as before, especially in the court. Everyone could only sit on seats, and they all sat opposite each other. Anyone standing in the middle would easily become a target.
Zhang Biezhi had a dazed look on his face from the moment Xiao Rong started talking, because he didn't understand most of what he said. But when the flowery conversation stopped and turned into down-to-earth quarrels of insults, his eyes suddenly became clear.
He was very angry when he found out that Xiao Rong couldn't win an argument with this group of people. However, his eloquence was even worse, so when his mind got hot, he wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat them up.
Before he rushed forward, Xiao Rong used the hem of his clothes that was dragging on the ground as a cover and stepped hard on Zhang Biezhi.
Zhang Biezhi: “……!” It hurts!
Zhang Biezhi's whole face was distorted, but at this moment Xiao Rong turned his head and looked at him as if asking for help.
On the surface, Xiao Rong seemed to be asking for help, but only Zhang Biezhi knew that his toes were almost broken by Xiao Rong. Xiao Rong slowly rubbed on the back of his feet, and his eyes gradually changed from pitiful to sharp.
Finally, the results of the rehearsal were revealed, and Zhang Biezhi's expression returned to normal in an instant. He raised one corner of his mouth perfectly, and this extremely sarcastic and cold smile was seen by everyone. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Biezhi played freely for a while, pulled his foot out quickly, and then walked two steps to the side as if to avoid suspicion. It was obvious that he planned to watch from the sidelines and let Xiao Rong face the verbal sparring of everyone alone.
Seeing his reaction, Xiao Rong's face looked a little ugly, but he had no choice but to continue to confront those people. The final result was that he hurt the enemy by a thousand and lost eight hundred of his own. Xiao Rong won, but it was not a very satisfying win.
At this time, Sun Renluan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again and announced that the matter would be discussed later. Xiao Rong wanted to argue a few more times, but he had to obey Sun Renluan's order. Soon everyone went out, but when Xiao Rong and Zhang Biezhi walked out, the two of them were very far away, so clearly separated that it was even difficult to tell that they were in the same group.
Sun Renluan looked at them for a second before he stood up and left, but he didn't notice that the little emperor He Fu behind him also looked at them for a second second.
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