Yang Bo's rather uninterested look made Emperor Yuanfeng pause. He looked up and down at this veteran who had served in several dynasties. Emperor Yuanfeng couldn't tell what he felt in his heart for a moment.
When he first ascended the throne, he was not very willing to recall Yang Bo.
After all, Yang Bo had helped the deposed emperor come up with many tricks to deal with him, causing him to suffer a lot.
But he was a shrewd and capable emperor after all, and his reason told him that inviting Yang Bo back was the most appropriate way, so he issued several decrees to invite Yang Bo back.
It has been nearly twenty years since the king and his subjects got along with each other.
During this period, due to Yang Bo's previous status and strong style, there were often conflicts between the emperor and his subjects.
In the eyes of Emperor Yuanfeng, Yang Bo was a very stubborn old man who was always looking for trouble.
But who would have known that times have changed and time has passed unknowingly, and the person who used to be always jumping up and down and fighting for everything has now become so old.
He suddenly asked Yang Bo, "How old is the Prime Minister this year?"
"I'm seventy-three years old." Yang Bo cupped his hands and smiled helplessly: "These days I've been thinking about asking the emperor for his remains. It's time for me to go home and enjoy my old age with my grandchildren."
Seeing him lower his head, with a piece of gray hair showing under his official hat, Emperor Yuanfeng could not help but be stunned for a moment, then he sighed: "I really didn't realize it, in the blink of an eye, you are already this age."
He then waved his hand and said, "There is no need to say anything like begging for my bones. The old Prime Minister has made great contributions and is loyal to the Great Zhou. Without you, where can I find another Prime Minister who can take on such a responsibility?! We still have a long-lasting fate between the monarch and the minister!"
Yang Bo was a little surprised when Emperor Yuanfeng said this. He looked up at Emperor Yuanfeng and shouted excitedly, "Your Majesty!"
Emperor Yuanfeng saw this and smiled gently: "What do you mean, old Prime Minister? Please stand up. I know everything!"
Yang Bo stood up tremblingly, holding his knees and sighing, "Your Majesty, there are some things I shouldn't have said, but... but this is not a solution. Wen Runze and his men are so blatantly tripping up the Beijing camp because there is a strong voice that believes that the Song family is treacherous and has other intentions towards the emperor's eldest grandson... and because of this, they are not very respectful to the emperor's eldest grandson..."
He bowed to Emperor Yuanfeng and gave a sincere and earnest advice: "Your Majesty, since ancient times, people have always emphasized legitimacy. You have been on the throne for many years, and the world has been peaceful for a long time. No matter what, it is time to make a decision!"
Yang Bo had never mentioned this before.
Emperor Yuanfeng asked calmly, "Why is the Prime Minister saying this now?"
"It's not that I'm saying it all of a sudden." Yang Bo told the truth: "I just didn't dare to say it before. You are wise and you have your own plans for how to make the decision. This time, I feel that I have to say it. Because your intentions are unclear, many people in the court have speculated on your thoughts without authorization, and there are some who are unscrupulous. If this continues, I'm afraid it will cause the same disaster as the former crown prince. If Sun Yongning hadn't fallen today, I would still not say this, but now, I can't help but say it."
The time is ripe.
What he said about waiting for the right time was this right time.
But the price was too heavy - on their side, what was sacrificed was the future of a senior official.
However, now that the game has begun and the bets have been placed, there is no point in worrying any further. As long as he can succeed, Sun Yongning will be able to make a comeback sooner or later.
Emperor Yuanfeng pondered for a long time before he said earnestly: "The old Prime Minister is truly a pillar of the country! I understand, the old Prime Minister can rest assured."
Yang Bo turned around and came out. He was already old, and after all the trouble, his back was soaked with sweat when he walked to the corridor. When the wind blew, he shivered suddenly.
But even so, he was still full of energy.
After being suppressed by Xu Shun for so many years, Xu Shun really thought he was a toothless tiger and was trying his best to shit on his head.
So what if he has a close relationship with Emperor Yuanfeng
Xu Shun only served Emperor Yuanfeng well.
But how many emperors had Yang Bo managed to survive
If a tiger doesn't show its power, people will think it is a sick cat.
He went back to the duty room and changed his clothes. After leaving the palace, he saw his son, Master Yang, who came to pick him up, and got into the sedan chair with his help.
Master Yang whispered to him through the curtain of the sedan chair: "Father, I have already prepared the incense table for the Laba porridge and various New Year gifts distributed by the palace. Should we go back to worship our ancestors now?"
"No." Yang Bo stroked his beard and told his son calmly, "Go to Chongdefang first."
That was the Yang family's villa, where the second old man of the Yang family now lives.
The Yang family has a very good relationship with each other. The second old man of the Yang family never served as an official in his life, but he was very prestigious among the scholars. He was a Jinshi who passed the imperial examinations twice. Later, he was immersed in editing books. He once compiled the history books of the previous dynasties. Later, he taught many famous scholars and was quite prestigious among scholars all over the world.
Many people knew that Yang Bo often talked with him late into the night.
Master Yang did not think there was anything strange about it, so he agreed immediately and personally escorted his father's sedan chair to the Yang family in Chongdefang in the east of the city.
The second branch of the Yang family was busy hanging lanterns. At this moment, the corridors and the trees in the mansion were already hung with all kinds of colorful lanterns. From a distance, the lights were bright, like fireworks, dazzling.
Master Yang couldn't help laughing when he saw it: "Dad, look at Second Uncle, he has come up with so many tricks again."
Old Master Yang Er is a man who knows how to live life very well and he will not tolerate any injustice in life.
Yang Bo stroked his beard and couldn't help laughing at his brother's hobbies, but he immediately put away his smile and said to his son in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense when you go in later."
Mr. Yang was already in his sixties, but he was still being told this by his father, and he felt a little confused - especially since he was at his second uncle's house, where the relationship between the two families had always been very close.
However, he has always had one advantage, which is that he listens to his father very much. When he heard his father say this, he agreed without even thinking about it.
It was not until he entered the room that he understood why his father had given him such a special reminder - wasn't the man sitting opposite his second uncle in the study the protagonist of the recent sensational Beijing Camp Incident, Guangping Marquis Song Che
There is a clear distinction between civil officials and nobles! He is actually here!
Master Yang subconsciously went to see his father.