Wei and Jin cooks

The idea just came to Zhao Hanzhang when her thoughts were most active. She almost instantly created two short stories about karma and retribution and ghosts seeking revenge in her mind.

Just do it, that night she lit a lamp and started writing a story, and then pushed a few unfinished official documents to Fu Tinghan.

Fu Tinghan helped her deal with it. When he looked back at her, he saw that she was writing with bright eyes and five or six pieces of paper filled with words on her hand.

He picked it up and read it.

Huaben is different from poems and essays in that it has less strict requirements on allusions, parallelism, and neat rhythm. It is more about narrating things like ordinary people use spoken language.

Zhao Hanzhang has simplified it and is not as slobbery as modern novels, so the story is very condensed and the writing is smooth. Fu Tinghan, who knows her purpose, can read it with gusto.

A story is about 10,000 words, and Zhao Hanzhang wrote most of it in one night. At noon the next day, she took advantage of her break to write out the ending.

Then he handed the story to Fu Tinghan, "You wait until I have time to write a few more stories. When the time comes, you can help me print them all and find someone to rehearse them."

Fu Tinghan accepted the manuscript and asked, "Where is the author's name?"

Zhao Hanzhang thought hard and said, "I don't know what it means. Let's just call it I don't know."

Seeing how casual she was, Fu Tinghan couldn't help but smile, and picked up a pen to help her add her pen name, "Fourteen pages, nearly ten thousand words. It will be great if you have this enthusiasm when doing your serious work."

Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but mutter, "I've always been very enthusiastic."

With the speed at which she processes official documents, who dares to say that she doesn't have enthusiasm?

Zhao Hanzhang handed the manuscript to Fu Tinghan. It was already midnight when he walked out of the side hall. There were cries in the main hall not far from her. Liu Yuan will be funeral and buried tomorrow. There are especially many people who came to cry for him today.

The palace gates were wide open and guarded by guards. Anyone who wanted to enter the palace to express condolences to the emperor could enter as long as they unloaded their weapons.

Although Liu Yuan's decrees were not implemented smoothly, this was related to the structure of the Xiongnu. In fact, he was very prestigious among the Xiongnu. Before him, Cao Cao divided the Huns into five tribes and arranged them in Bingzhou. Before the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, the Huns stayed in Bingzhou for nearly 80 years.

In the past eighty years, the five tribes have fought against each other in order to compete for survival resources. Although it is not fierce on the surface, no one is convinced by the other.

When the Jin Dynasty was strong and prosperous, they were naturally willing to obey the central government's orders. However, after the Eight Kings Rebellion, people died every day in the Jin court, and the national power became weaker and weaker day by day. Of course, they also wanted to restore the glory of their ancestors.

And Liu Yuan was recognized by the five tribes and recommended as the leader, which shows his prestige among the Xiongnu.

The biggest internal conflict between him and the Xiongnu in the past few years after he ascended the throne was that he wanted Han rule, but the Xiongnu did not agree.

But they did not fall out. In the hearts of the Huns, especially the middle and upper classes, Liu Yuan was sacred and inviolable. They resented Zhao Hanzhang even more than the subordinates who were high officials in the court.

This group of people has a greater influence and accounts for a larger proportion in Pingyang City.

How many ministers were left in the Xiongnu and Han kingdoms?

Except for Xuan Yuxiu and Liu Qin, all the other ministers ran away with the Xiongnu prince. Those who were left behind were all the upper-middle class and lower class of the Xiongnu, and among them, the lower class basically obeyed the orders of the middle class and the upper-middle class.

Zhao Hanzhang didn't want to massacre the city, nor did she want to massacre the Huns. What she wanted was a complete Pingyang City, so she had to find a way to resolve the grudges.

She was willing to recognize Liu Yuan, who had never been recognized, as the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and was willing to give him an imperial funeral. Firstly, she respected him, and secondly, she respected the Huns and gave them a place to vent their sorrow.

The Pingyang Palace has always had its doors open, and funeral announcements have been posted, but for the past five days no one has dared to enter the palace to express condolences. Except for Liu Yi, Xuan Yuxiu and Liu Qin, who were crying with the captured Han ministers, Only Zhao Hanzhang and others expressed their condolences in the past.

There were many people coming today. After the first person who tried to enter the palace got out safely, the doors in Pingyang City were kept closed, and the doors of houses pretending to be empty opened one after another. Many people brought their nephews and nephews into the palace to express their condolences.

When Zhao Hanzhang walked out of the side hall, it was when they were crying in the mourning hall.

Zhao Hanzhang did not approach, but stood in a corridor with his hands behind his back and looked there.

Ji Yuan and Ming Yu appeared out of nowhere, walked to her side and said, "Girl, I see the resentment on their faces disappears after they cry. When Emperor Liu is buried, Pingyang City will be settled."

Ming Yu on the other side said: "Your Majesty, someone has quietly contacted Liu Yi, but I don't know whether they want to rescue him or want to conspire to seize power."

He reminded: "The envoy should be careful about Liu Yi."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Send someone to keep an eye on him."

Ming saw that she was awake, instead of blindly trusting Liu Yi and Shi En, he nodded with satisfaction, "I will keep a close eye on you."

Ji Yuan shook his cattail leaf fan and said, "I tell you, there is no need to keep a close eye on him. The Xiongnu prince has escaped with most of the court. Now we have less information, so we might as well relax and start with Liu Yi. If we can take advantage of the opportunity, we can attack him." It would be better to go to their side.”

Zhao Hanzhang was very good at listening to opinions and immediately said: "This is a good idea. Mr. Ji can do it."

Ming Yu frowned, "But this is in the palace, and your safety is the most important. How can you take such a risk?"

Ji Yuan calmly said: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cub? It is precisely because the girl is here that the people we send out can better win the other party's trust."

Ming Yu: "I won't agree. It's too dangerous. Your safety is the most important thing."

Ji Yuan felt that he didn't know how to adapt, and Ming Yu thought that he couldn't distinguish priorities, so the two of them started to quarrel with each other across Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang was caught in the middle, and his ears were about to go deaf. She quickly raised her hands to interrupt the debate between the two, "Mr. Ji is considering the war situation, what he says is reasonable, and what he thinks is good, but Mr. Ming takes the overall situation into consideration and does not think about anything." That’s right…”

Ming Yu: "Then the envoy is on my side?"

Ji Yuan was unhappy. He pressed the cattail leaf fan that had been shaking in his hand against his chest and looked at Zhao Hanzhang, "The girl agreed with me just now. I just turned around and forgot."

Zhao Hanzhang said quickly: "No, no, both of you are right. You can just follow your own ideas?"

Ming Yu almost pulled off his beard, "These are two completely opposite views. In order to keep you safe, you should eliminate the danger. How can you lure the enemy deeper?"

Ji Yuan also looked at her without saying anything.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Why not? Mr. Ming, just ask your people to keep an eye on Liu Yi. Mr. Ji, just ask your people to approach Liu Yi quietly to do things. Everyone does their own thing, and from time to time It only takes a moment to communicate with each other, there is absolutely no need to sacrifice one purpose for another."

Ji Yuan smiled: "The girl is right."

Ming Yu: "It makes no sense. Your Majesty lives in the palace now. What if they rebel and hurt your Majesty?"