readx(); Having fought with the prince in Yanjing City for so long, Duan Wang Lin Xinjue certainly had an extremely deep understanding of the court situation, so he could naturally understand the meaning of Chi Hou's words.
Above the court, the prince is powerful.
It is basically impossible to seize the position of the Minister of Punishment openly and honestly in the court. Then, the only way is to let the Holy Emperor appoint the Minister of Punishment himself.
As for the so-called left and right Sacred Heart, of course it does not mean that the Holy One can obey his words, but trust, a kind of trust that truly comes from the heart.
So…
As Chi Hou said, in Yanjing City, there are really only three people who can truly gain the trust of the Holy Sage, or to be more precise, two and a half.
One of them is Xing Yuanguo, the Xingwai of the Zhenguo Mansion. As one of the Thirteen Mansion and the pillar of the dynasty, it goes without saying that the Holy Emperor trusts Xing Yuanguo.
But Xing Yuanguo has never been involved in party strife. The reason for this has something to do with Xing Yuanguo's personality, but more importantly, Xing Yuanguo doesn't need it.
Because no matter who finally ascends to the throne, it is impossible for Zhenguo Mansion to be a serious problem, and Zhenguo Mansion will only be loyal to the person sitting on the throne.
However, in this way, it is also impossible to get the support of the Zhenguo Mansion before ascending to the throne.
And when it comes to the remaining one and a half...
The other half is also impossible to win, because that half is Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping. As the current minister, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping knows the Holy Heart well and can naturally gain the trust of the Holy Emperor.
However, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping has been too deeply involved in the court situation over the years. Precisely because he was too deeply involved, the Holy Emperor only believed half of Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's words.
As for the last one…
"Master Hou, do you think it's still too late for me to move around now?" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue asked again after he figured this out.
After fighting with the prince for so many years, Lin Xinjue was very familiar with his brother. If nothing unexpected happened, tomorrow morning his brother should join forces with hundreds of officials to recommend a new candidate for the post of Minister of Punishment.
"I don't know, but it's better to move around than not to move around at all." Chi Hou shook his head, and then took another sip from the tea cup in front of him.
"Understood, I will prepare now." After Duan Wang Lin Xinjue heard this, he also looked at Mr. Hua and Mr. Wen. After seeing that both of them nodded, he quickly said.
"Your Highness, thank you for your trouble." Chi Hou seemed to have not noticed this action of Prince Duan Lin Xinjue, and continued to drink tea by himself.
…
The next day, early morning.
Prince Lin Tianrong arrived at the waiting hall of the palace early wearing the court uniform of the Prince of the East Palace, while Prime Minister Yu Yiping and all the civil and military officials also arrived very early.
Everyone was talking quietly.
Duan Wang Lin Xinjue and Chi Hou arrived one after another, so they naturally saw this at a glance, but their expressions did not change at all.
Next, all the civil and military officials stopped talking and began to come over to greet Chi Hou one by one, and extended various invitations to Chi Hou.
Some invited Chi Hou to come into the house for a chat, some invited Chi Hou to race horses and hunt, and some invited Chi Hou to taste wine and drink tea...
Time is spent in inviting and being invited.
The time for the morning court was getting closer and closer. Just as everyone stopped and waited for the morning court to begin, Eunuch Wei, dressed in palace clothes, also walked in from the door.
"The Emperor is ill and will not attend court early today!" A slightly sharp voice instantly caused various expressions to appear on the faces of the civil and military officials.
"Eunuch Wei, the emperor was fine yesterday, why is he sick today?" After receiving the signal from Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's eyes, a courtier quickly walked to the door and asked Eunuch Wei softly.
"Sickness comes like a mountain, who can say for sure? Right, Mr. Li?" Eunuch Wei looked at Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and finally answered. dudu1();
"Yes, yes, Eunuch Wei is absolutely right. However, we really have something important to discuss with the emperor today. I wonder if the emperor's illness is serious?"
"The imperial doctor diagnoses the disease as being able to be cured in as little as two or three days, and as long as five or six days."
"Oh, then I'm relieved. I just don't know where the emperor is recuperating now. If it's convenient for Eunuch Wei, can you hand me the memorial..."
"The Emperor is currently in the Palace of the Painted Concubine. If Mr. Li wants to deliver a memorial, he can kneel at the entrance of the Painted Concubine's palace." Eunuch Wei waved his hand directly without waiting for Master Li to finish.
"Ahem, since the Emperor is in the Palace of the Painted Concubine, I won't be able to disturb you, so I'd better wait until the Emperor's dragon body recovers before proceeding."
"The Emperor is still waiting for the Za family to take care of him, so he's leaving first!"
"Eunuch Wei, walk slowly!"
As Eunuch Wei left, followed by everyone, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's brows also wrinkled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be thoughtful: "Hua Fei..."
…
Since the Holy Emperor did not come to court early, the matter of proposing the candidate for the new Minister of Punishment could only be temporarily suppressed, and the case of Wan Chong was also suppressed.
After all, Wan Chong is also a dignified minister. Even if the evidence of the crime is conclusive, it is still impossible to truly conclude the case without the Holy Spirit's instructions.
This also brought Yanjing City into a superficial calm, but everyone knew that under this superficial calm, there was an undercurrent lurking.
As the new Minister of the Ministry of Punishment has not been decided, the courtiers related to the Wanchong case cannot rest assured. The courtiers who have been peeping at the position of the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment for a long time have also begun to move around.
In Yanjing City, countless carriages shuttled back and forth. From time to time, two carriages would collide with each other. Then, scenes of servants squirting at each other would naturally unfold.
"Get out of the way, if you dare to block Li Mansion's carriage, you are getting impatient!"
"Li Mansion? Li Mansion is nothing. Why don't you open your eyes and see who is sitting in this carriage? If you don't step aside, I will remove the wheels of your carriage today!"
"Oh, hey, you have such a strong tone, I have the guts for you to come and break it!"
"Okay, today I'm going to let you, the Li family, see what our Zhang family is doing. Why are you all standing there in a daze? Get off his wheel!"
"How dare the little Zhang family be so arrogant? Come on, copycat!"
“…”
While countless carriages were running rampant, the entrance to a mansion was unusually open. There was no noise, and no carriage dared to stay in front of this mansion for too long.
Because there is a golden plaque hanging above the door of this mansion with three big words on it.
Pingyang Mansion!
This place is close to the wall of the imperial palace and located in the very center of Yanjing City, but it is a place that all officials are willing to take a detour.
But at this moment, a medium-sized carriage drove slowly from a distance, and finally stopped steadily at the door of the mansion.
Immediately afterwards, a young man dressed in silk and satin clothes also jumped out of the carriage. After looking around with a pair of sneaky eyes, a smile quickly flashed on his face.
"Hey, little brother, please come into the house and tell me, I'm here to see Mr. Fang!" The young man quickly walked to the door of Pingyang Mansion and said to the golden-armored sergeant guarding the door.
Then, the young man's hand shook, and he shook out a silver ingot as big as a fingernail.
"Master Fang, which Master Fang?" the golden-armored sergeant replied directly without even looking at the silver ingot in the young man's hand.
"Of course it's Fang Zhengzheng, Lord Fang!" the young man said matter-of-factly. dudu2();
"Understood." The golden-armored sergeant nodded, and then winked at a golden-armored sergeant inside the palace gate. Suddenly, a "clang" was heard.
Like a flood, more than twenty golden-armored sergeants poured out of Pingyang Mansion. Each of them grabbed the young man and pressed him to the ground without even hesitating for a moment.
The young man's face was completely confused.
However, when those fists fell on him like raindrops, he was no longer confused. Instead, he was very awake, with a bright light shining in his eyes.
"I made a mistake. I'm here to see Fang Zhengzheng. My name is Wen Dabao!"
"Oh, are you here to see Mr. Fang? You should have told me earlier!" When the more than twenty golden-armored sergeants heard the young man's words, they all stopped one by one.
Wen Dabao felt very bitter, but he didn't say anything. He just wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then turned over and got up from the ground.
"Can you help inform me now?"
"Of course, Mr. Wen, please wait a moment." The golden-armored sergeant nodded, then picked up the silver ingot that fell from Wen Dabao's hand and stuffed it into his arms without any trace.
"..." Looking at this scene, Wen Dabao felt a little more bitter in his heart.
However, fortunately, the golden-armored sergeant did not stay any longer after collecting the money. After saying wait a moment, he quickly went to the mansion to report.
…
In Pingyang Mansion, in the beautiful courtyard.
Fang Zheng, who was wearing a blue gown, was lying on his back on a chair covered with precious furs, with his thighs crossed and squinting his eyes to bask in the sun.
Next to Fang Zhengyi, there was Pingyang sitting, wearing a red dress, holding his head slightly with both hands, looking at Fang Zhengzheng quietly.
As for Yan Xiu, he was sitting quietly behind a desk not far away, holding a pen in his hand and writing on the white paper in front of him with an indifferent expression.
This is a sunny and extremely harmonious scene.
But at this moment, the figure of a golden-armored sergeant appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. However, when the golden-armored sergeant saw this scene, he immediately stopped.
"Your Highness the Princess, Mr. Fang, Mr. Yan, I heard that Dabao is here."
“…”
There is no sound.
No matter Pingyang, Fang Zhengyi or Yan Xiu, it was as if they had not heard the words of the golden armored sergeant at all. No one spoke.
Not even the movements have changed.
The golden-armored sergeant waited patiently for a quarter of an hour...
However, still no one paid attention.
"Ahem, Your Highness Princess, Young Master Fang, Young Master Yan, Wen Dabao is here." The golden-armored sergeant had to raise his voice a little again.
“…”
Still no sound.
The golden-armored sergeant looked at the three people in front of him again, and found that the appearance and movements of the three people were the same as before, and there was still no change.
This made the golden-armored sergeant have a trace of doubt on his face. dudu3();
However, it was just doubt.
He didn't speak again.
The golden-armored sergeant was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard like a sculpture.
A quarter of an hour passed again, and a golden-armored sergeant appeared at the gate of the courtyard again. His words were no different from those of the previous golden-armored sergeant.
But Fang Zhengyi, Ping Yang and Yan Xiu seemed to be in another world, turning a deaf ear to the words of the golden armored sergeant, as if they couldn't hear them at all.
As a result, another golden-armored sergeant also turned into a sculpture.
time flies.
Half an hour passed, an hour passed...
The number of sculptures at the entrance of the courtyard slowly began to increase, from a simple golden-armored sergeant to a maid and a boy, and finally, even the housekeeper of Pingyang Mansion became a sculpture.
The sun rises slowly, and even in spring, there is still a slight warmth.
But Pingyang, Fang Zhengyi and Yan Xiu have not moved, how can they dare to move? All of them stood quietly at the entrance of the courtyard, waiting.
I don't know how long it took, but Pingyang finally made some movement. He slowly turned around and glanced at a maid who was standing quietly at the entrance of the courtyard.
He still didn't speak, but his eyes, as clear as water, blinked and winked at the sun in the sky.
When the maid saw Pingyang's eyes, she understood immediately and quickly turned around and left. A moment later, she came over with a pot of warm tea.
Pingyang's eyes lit up when he saw it. He immediately grabbed the tea brought by the maid and drank it unceremoniously.
"You lost." Fang Zhengzheng slowly opened his eyes at this time and looked at Pingyang, who was drinking tea with his mouth full of tea.
"Lost? Why did I lose? I obviously never spoke!" When Pingyang heard this, he immediately became unhappy.
"There's none?"
"Of course not. Which ear did you hear what this princess said?"
"We are betting on who speaks first, not who speaks first. How can you drink water if you don't speak?" Fang Zhengzheng said with disdain.
"Does drinking water count?" Pingyang was a little reluctant.
"What do you think?" Fang Zhengzheng asked rhetorically.
"Okay, even if you cheated and won once, then you can ask questions." Pingyang pouted, seeming a little angry, but in the end he said helplessly.
"We'll talk about asking questions later. It seems like that guy Wen Dabao has been here for almost two hours, right?" Fang Zhengzheng waved his hand casually.
"Yes, Wen Dabao has been standing outside the mansion for nearly two hours." When the golden-armored sergeants heard Fang Zhengzheng's words, they all responded respectfully.
only…
But they all felt a little bitter in their hearts.
Although they all knew that Princess Pingyang was very willful and had been mentally prepared for it, they never imagined that one day, two willful guys would collide with each other.
And when these two people collided, even the legitimate son of the Yan family, Young Master Yan Xiuyan, became willful. (To be continued.) 8