Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 74

On the evening of the Wanshou Festival, the emperor held a grand banquet, and all the ministers congratulated Wanshou before the banquet.

At the birthday banquet, Zhao Dezhao toasted his father one cup after another to celebrate his birthday, but of course he couldn't match the emperor's drinking capacity, so he drank first and got down on the ground, turning into a mess of drunkenness.

Zhao Kuangyin felt sorry for his son, so he specially appointed Wang Jien to send out the royal car to drive Zhao Dezhao back to the county palace.

The imperial guard of honor marched to Tianshui County Prince's Mansion in a mighty manner, and the incomparable momentum alarmed everyone in the mansion early in the morning.

Princess Wang Xiuzhi of the county thought it was the Son of Heaven who came in person, so she hurried out to greet her, just in time to see Wang Jien help Zhao Dezhao, who had his head bowed and eyes closed, out of the royal chariot.

Wang Xiuzhi rushed to meet him, and was about to take over Zui Xunxun's husband from Wang Jien.

Zhao Dezhao suddenly raised his head and got drunk, waved his hands vigorously, pushed Wang Xiuzhi staggered with his left hand, and the back of his right hand just hit Wang Jien's nose, making him stare in the eye, and fell backwards. .

He sat on the ground and covered his nose with his hands. He felt hot and humid to the touch. Looking at the light of the lantern in the yard, his hands were actually covered with blood!

Qian Niu'er and all the servants saw that there was something wrong with them, so they rushed up and held Zhao Dezhao in a hurry.

Fortunately, Zhao Dezhao only had a fit of alcohol, and immediately lowered his head and closed his eyes again, allowing the servants in the mansion to help him all the way into the inner courtyard.

Wang Xiuzhi apologized to Wang Ji'en, ordered someone to fetch a brocade handkerchief to wipe his face to stop the bleeding, and said politely: "Mr. Wang, why don't you rest here for a while, and return to the palace later?"

Wang Jien didn't dare to stay here any longer, he immediately declined repeatedly, and walked away quickly, clutching his nose dripping with blood.

Wang Xiuzhi hurriedly walked towards the inner courtyard, all he could think about was what he would do to her husband when he sobered up: it turned out that he didn't have the slightest sense of propriety, and he drank like this at the birthday banquet!
As soon as he entered the gate of the inner courtyard, Wang Xiuzhi was startled. He saw Zhao Dezhao sitting on a chair, sipping tea soup slowly.

His sitting posture was very upright, and the tea bowl was held very firmly, not a single drop was spilled. How could this appearance look like a person who was so drunk that he couldn't stand upright just now?

"Master, you—"

"I pretended, I have something important tonight, I can't come back earlier if I'm not drunk."

"Ah?! The husband was so drunk just now—"

"I did it on purpose, just to see that the old dog was upset, so I took the opportunity to slap him in the mouth!"

"Sir, if the Holy Majesty finds out, he will blame you for your misbehavior after drinking!"

"will not."

Zhao Dezhao put down the tea bowl, smiled and winked at his wife.

"This trick is exactly what I learned from my father. My father pretended to be crazy and kicked Li Shilang in front of me. A father can be drunk and disorderly, but a son can't? Even the ministers of the imperial court are kicked, so I can slap a eunuch? Don’t worry, my father will definitely not blame me for such a trivial matter. If he, Wang Jien, had a little more brains, he wouldn’t take this matter to heart. Report it to my father."

"But—oh, Mr. Xianggong, what's the use of your temper?" Wang Xiuzhi was about to die of worry, her husband was the majestic king of the Song Dynasty, and he didn't have a straight face when he did things!

Zhao Dezhao suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "It's actually useful. I tried it out early in the morning. Wang Jien is very timid. When he panicked, he could fall down while walking and spill the oil lamp. From now on, I will beat him from time to time to let him It's a dark loss, one day this old boy will make a big mistake out of panic and fall into my hands!"

Wang Xiuzhi wanted to say more, but Zhao Dezhao waved his hands and said, "Is Brother Xing there?"

"Yes, he came to the mansion to wait in the afternoon, saying it was your order."

While talking, Wang Zixing walked in.

"Money ready?"

"It's ready, it's already boxed, a total of 32 sticks!"

"Well, you should stay overnight at the Yamen of the State Administration of Taxation. Tomorrow is the day of the court meeting, so you can start shipping at the beginning of the court meeting. If someone stops you, you can ask Qian Niu'er to open the way for you. I have an account for him."

"understood."

"Also, what about people, are you ready?"

"Thirty people have been selected. Although they are a little small, they are all loyal and reliable."

"How can thirty be enough? Another fifty will be picked from my mansion, and all the guards will be handed over to you. The number of people is strong, and the momentum is enough to prevent them from overturning the game. Didn't you always want to come here?" The big one? This is the opportunity! Don’t have any scruples, the bigger the scene, the better, what are you afraid of?! Let’s fight in during the court meeting, just in time for the ministers to catch up!”

Zhao Dezhao and Wang Zixing discussed in a very low voice, but it was still unavoidable that occasionally some words floated into Wang Xiuzhi's ears, which made her tremble with fear - especially the last sentence "Hurry up and type it in during the court meeting, and send it to the ministers." It’s too late to catch one.” What is this trying to do? !

If it wasn't for knowing that her husband had no soldiers in his hands, and his current strength was still too far behind, Wang Xiuzhi would have suspected that her husband was really conspiring with his seventh brother to rebel!
After the two discussed it properly, Wang Zixing left immediately and returned to the State Administration of Taxation to spend the night, waiting for the big action tomorrow morning.

Wang Xiuzhi felt uneasy, and wanted to say a few words to her husband, but Zhao Dezhao waved her back before she could speak: "Tomorrow is the day of the court meeting, and I have to get up early in the morning. I have to rest quickly, and you should go to sleep too, my lady." , you will be busy tomorrow too!"

Wang Xiuzhi was stunned for a moment: "What will I be busy with tomorrow?"

"Of course it's a house raid. Didn't you say you like it very much?"

……

The next day, early in the morning.

On the right bank of the Bian River in Tokyo City, a secluded courtyard near the water.

The high walls here stand tall and the courtyard is deep. Except for the occasional heavy-duty carriages that bring in and out some things, the gate is closed almost all the year round. It looks heavily guarded to the outside world. There are towers and sentries at the four corners of the courtyard. , seems mysterious.

Only the old residents nearby know that this mysterious courtyard is the printing workshop under the supervision of the Ministry of Industry.

Among them, occasionally some residents who love to use their brains wonder why a mere printing workshop should be so mysterious and strict. Is it because they are afraid of stealing and robbing?
If this person is lucky, someone with real connections will tell him: He is really afraid of stealing and robbing, because this printing shop specializes in printing salt banknotes for the Tea and Salt Lifting Department, and the salt banknotes can be exchanged for salt. Are you afraid of having valuable things stolen or robbed?
But today it was just dawn, and the nearby residents were awakened by a noise and shouts, and they ran out to look around.

Only then did they discover to their surprise that this Yinfang was actually robbed!
(End of this chapter)