"Think twice about what?"
Emperor Qing raised his somewhat heavy eyes. In the past few days, the snow disaster in the south has gradually appeared, and there are more memorials from various states than the snowflakes in the sky. They either stretch out their hands to ask the court for money, or Zhengfu, or just complaining again and again, saying that the tax will be reduced and exempted in the coming year.
Let’s cut it down, that person is right, by digging silver from the land, even if you scrape the ground three feet, you can’t scrape much silver flakes. For things like silver, you still have to rely on selling things. An Zhi earned so much money for the imperial court in the south of the Yangtze River, so naturally the imperial court was not in a hurry for the rice straw money from the counties.
It's just that Xue Qing sent an emergency message from Hangzhou. Could it be that the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is so heavy this year
The emperor frowned. The flood in the autumn of the year before last drowned many of his own people and destroyed many houses and farmland. It took more than a year. With some strength, I didn't expect another heavy snow to come suddenly.
Oh my god, I really don't give myself this emperor face.
However, I heard that the Hangzhou Association in the south of the Yangtze River seemed to have anticipated the snow disaster in winter and made a lot of preparations in advance. After all, it was a non-governmental organization, and it was quicker to provide disaster relief than the government. Every time this matter is mentioned, the mother in the palace also has a smile on her face. The old man is a compassionate person, and he hates the miserable scenes of the people the most. What can I say in Hangzhou now? People feel radiant on their faces.
The emperor couldn't help laughing, why is girl Chen so caring about this matter, it seems that she was suffocated in the palace, I'm afraid she was also spoiled by her husband, the majestic princess, but all of these Worry about business.
He woke up suddenly, and only then did he think that his mind was distracted, but even what he was thinking about in his mind had something to do with...that young man, so after being slightly startled, he laughed again and asked again.
"Think twice about what?"
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Kneeling in the hall is the senior scholar Shu from Zhongshu under the door. This senior scholar has always been respected by His Majesty, and he has always walked in the court with the appearance of an admonishing minister, so the investigation of the assassination of the imperial envoy was previously discussed. At that time, only this grand scholar dared to stand up and refute His Majesty's opinion.
It's just that the ministers all thought that His Majesty must be furious at this time, so they were a little timid. Even Shu University, who dared to speak out, didn't just bow to him as usual, but directly knelt down.
But he didn't expect that His Majesty, who was sitting on the dragon chair, didn't hear what he said clearly, and seemed to be distracted!
And the smile on the corners of the emperor's lips when he was distracted earlier also fell into the eyes of all the ministers. The ministers murmured in their hearts, wondering what His Majesty thought of to be so happy? Could it be that he was not as angry as the civil and military officials had guessed
Impossible, the ministers shook their heads in their hearts. Everyone knew that His Majesty loved the illegitimate son Fan Xian the most, so in the hearts of these ministers who thought they were shrewd by nature, this smile had a hint of mystery. trembling.
"Please think twice, Your Majesty. Although the number of the city crossbow belongs to Dingzhou, it's just... this clue is too much..." Shu Wu thought for a while, not knowing what words to use, "It's too obvious, I always feel that it should be real The traitor deliberately framed it, please think twice, Your Majesty, and take back the previous decree."
The emperor smiled, and only then did he understand what Shu Wu was terrified of. He waved his hand and said, "Get up and answer, you are such an old man, don't just kneel down and give advice."
These words seem very gentle, but the emperor's gentleness reveals a sense of confidence and stability. It seems that he didn't take this matter to heart at all. The ministers were still worried about His Majesty's control over the court. Looking at this scene now, but I couldn't help but blame myself, thinking how could I be so confused, who is this on the dragon chair? But the founding of the Qing Kingdom thought it was the most powerful monarch.
"I asked Ye Chong to return to Beijing, of course it was not as simple as a report." The emperor smiled and stroked his short beard gently, and said: "Since he was involved in the assassination of the imperial envoy, of course he has to explain. Guarding the frontier for the country, the merits of the world, of course I will not doubt it, but there must be a decision on this matter, and it must be clearly stated."
Shu Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up from the ground with some difficulty, and joined the ranks with the support of Hu Dashi. At first, he heard His Majesty order Ye to return to the capital. He thought that His Majesty was so angry that He was going to take Ye Zhongsuo to jail directly to seek justice for his illegitimate son, so he came out to speak out out of fear, and now he heard that this was not the case, so he felt at ease.
Although he is a civil servant, he has been in the court for a long time. Of course, he understands what the army means to a country that has been established for less than a hundred years, so he is very afraid that His Majesty will wantonly humiliate the army because of the killing in the valley, thus shaking the court's confidence. foundation.
Master Shu's whole heart was for the Qing Dynasty, so he felt relieved, but the emperor's words fell into the ears of other ministers, but it was a different feeling, which was quite embarrassing.
"Why is Your Majesty suddenly so gentle with the Ye family?"
It is precisely because His Majesty has been too unkind to the Ye family in the past two years, so today, His Majesty is suddenly gentle. For a while, I don't know how many ministers can't turn the corner.
But the so-called majesty of the emperor, in terms of ideological work, the courtiers have to turn if they can't turn the corner, so they all lay down on the ground, praising His Majesty's sage, magnanimity and so on.
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In fact, the emperor didn't think about so many things, and he was not as angry as his courtiers imagined. As a king, he maintained a necessary sense of mystery and an unprecedented calm to show that he was as immovable as a mountain and that the world was in control. In my hands... not to mention that Fan Xian is not dead.
If Fan Xian was killed in the valley, it would be a criminal case for Emperor Qing.
Since Fan Xian was not killed, the criminal case became a political one.
But all great or fatuous politicians have one thing in common when dealing with political events, that is, they are not in a hurry. The former is not in a hurry because he has a well-thought-out plan, while the latter is not in a hurry because it is tricky and he doesn't know how to start.
The emperor is naturally the former, but he has an extra identity, so he is still uncontrollably angry at Fan Xian's assassination. As a father, what he wants to do most is of course to take Fan Xian to the palace to have a look. How about his injuries, but this time it wasn't the assassination of Xuankong Temple, he couldn't find any reason to bring Fan Xian into the palace.
But after hearing the report, Fan Xian went out of the city to Chen Yuan not long after recuperating in the mansion. The emperor knew that Fan Xian's injury was not serious, so he was relieved.
Yes, please don't forget that even if His Majesty the emperor of the Daqing Dynasty is the most ruthless person in the world, no matter how bastard, he is still the father of a bastard.
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Just as Chen Pingping and Fan Xian tried desperately to guess and probe, this His Majesty always possessed a self-confidence that was unattainable by the world, as well as an ambition that had been concealed under a plain face for more than ten years.
The emperor was naturally a little shocked by the military's sniper attack, and to this day, he couldn't find out who did it all. He just had a vague guess, but he wasn't too worried.
On the contrary, he welcomes someone who starts to challenge his authority head-on, and deftly steers the situation in the direction he needs.
Everything in his own country has long lost his interest. No matter how stable the territory of the Daqing Kingdom is ruled, it has no meaning for him who desires to leave his name in the history, and the most inscribed name.
He waited for that day, eagerly, and excitedly waiting for that day to come.
"Report to Your Majesty." A father-in-law knelt outside the threshold of the imperial study room, and said respectfully to the emperor wearing a big brocade robe on the couch: "I have spoken to the courtyard. The house is quiet."
"Yeah." The emperor nodded, indicating that he understood, "Is there any news from Cangzhou?"
The father-in-law's butt kicked higher, and he said softly, "Dudu Yan left the camp and returned to Beijing. There was no abnormality along the way."
The emperor waved his hand and made the chief eunuch retreat. The head eunuch didn't dare to say more, but his hand on the ground trembled slightly, thinking that there was still news from Dingzhou that had not been returned, why didn't His Majesty reply? Could it be that it has been predicted... or is it going to be counted on the Ye family
"What do you think?" The emperor casually picked up a book from the side of the couch and flipped through it.
The aging Eunuch Hong came out slowly, bowed slightly beside the emperor, and said slowly, "How can this old slave have any opinion."
The emperor laughed and said, "Everyone has their own opinion."
Eunuch Hong coughed lightly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "This old slave thought that Master Fan's assassination in the valley was a bit strange, and he always felt like something was arranged... but he couldn't figure it out. Why would someone who has the strength to arrange this situation be detrimental to Mr. Fan."
The emperor threw the scroll in hand aside, and after a moment of silence he said: "Don't talk about this."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Eunuch Hong bowed and said softly after a while: "The Empress Dowager, please sit down in Hanguang Hall later."
The emperor smiled gently: "Do you still need to talk about this?"
After hesitating for a moment, Eunuch Hong said: "There is news from outside the palace that has reached the ears of the Empress Dowager, and the old man seems to be a little depressed."
The emperor frowned slightly and asked, "What news?"
"One is that the lawyer named Song Shiren has not closed his mouth since he returned to Beijing, and he is still talking about the lawsuit of the Jiangnan Ming family." Eunuch Hong carefully glanced at the emperor's face, and asked for instructions: "The Queen Mother doesn't like it. .”
The emperor's face was a little cold, and his fingers subconsciously tapped on the wooden case. Song Shiren was Jiangnan who helped Fan Xian in the lawsuit. He debated for three months in the Suzhou mansion, and he talked about the law about the natural inheritance of the eldest son in the Qing law. Question, this lawyer is somewhat well-known in Beijing, and he is probably a smart person, how could he still publicize this matter after returning to Beijing
As soon as he thought of this, the emperor immediately understood that someone must have arranged it, and the queen mother must also know it in her heart, so she was a little unhappy... After all, the old queen mother still loves the grandson of the prince.
"Tell that lawyer to shut up." After a pause, the emperor said coldly again: "But... don't get rid of him, he belongs to Fan Xian, and I always want to give the child some face."
Eunuch Hong restrained his breath and responded lightly, but did not leave immediately.
"What else?"
Eunuch Hong's withered face remained unchanged, and he said softly: "I heard in the palace... Mr. Fan got a good sword in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was sent by Wang Qinian, the leader of the Overwatch Council stationed in the Northern Qi Dynasty."
The soft skin under the emperor's left eye couldn't help but twitched twice, but he suppressed the boredom in his heart, and said gently: "Got it."
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Walking under the palace wall mixed with vermilion and black after wetness, and passing by the winter-resistant willows in the garden, the lake in the palace is already frozen, but the mourning grass in autumn has no honor to take over the snow, and has long been cleared away by the handymen and eunuchs .
Along the road, there is a barrenness covered by cleanliness.
The emperor walked alone in the vast palace with his hands behind his back, and no one around dared to get too close. Behind him, eunuch Yao led a group of young people, holding coats, thermos pots and small hand stoves, and followed behind, walking in small steps.
After walking for a long time, they came to a quiet small courtyard with buildings and small buildings.
It was the small building where the emperor and Fan Xian talked for the first time.
The emperor pushed open the door and entered, brushed off the few pieces of snow falling from the top of the door, and went straight to the second floor.
Eunuch Yao took over the things from the eunuchs from the younger eunuchs, gave some instructions, and entered the small courtyard, but he didn't dare to go upstairs, so he had to wait quietly downstairs, and at the same time began to boil water and prepare tea.
The emperor stood in the wing room on the second floor, looking at the painting on the wall, at the woman in the yellow shirt staring at the river embankment. He didn't speak for a long time, just kept silent.
His eyes were fixed on her, but his mind was thinking elsewhere.
sword? Naturally, it was the Great Wei Emperor Sword that Wang Qinian bought from the Northern Qi Dynasty with a lot of money to honor Anzhi. lawyer? The emperor sneered, An Zhi was seriously injured by a sniper now, but those people still refused to be quiet, the mother's attitude towards An Zhi was already calm, without asking, these things were naturally persuaded by the good sister and the queen .
Half a year ago, Li Yunrui arranged for someone to come into the palace to tell the Queen Mother about the Dream of the Red Chamber, and the emperor knew exactly what the younger sister was planning.
Today, the lawyer and the sword... Naturally, I want to provoke my mother to be angry again. The royal family has many rules. It is really unreasonable for a courtier to secretly hold the former Wei Tianzi sword.
It's just that An Zhi was still injured, and those people couldn't help but want to do something. This contrast made the emperor a little angry.
After a long time, a sigh broke the silence in the small building. The emperor turned around slowly, sat down in front of the portrait, and gently stroked something on the table with his left hand.
Under the slender and stable palm is that sword, the Great Wei Emperor Sword that Wang Qinian bought with a lot of money and sent to the south of the Yangtze River!
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A smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's lips. Presumably those people didn't know that the day after Fan Xian woke up, he sent the sword entrusted to the palace and delivered it to himself, with a letter attached. secret letter.
There was no special content in the letter, and there was no complaint about the major incident of the sniping, but it was just sincere and respectful, and only occasionally showed hostility.
This trace of hostility is well revealed—it is very frank.
As the emperor of a generation, just as he thought when he was talking to Chen Pingping that day, the most important thing is the hearts of the people around him, and honesty is one end. Before and after, Fan Xian was very frank, while the rest of his sons and courtiers... were too dishonest!
He just sat under the portrait like this, a little tired and a little worried. The woman in the yellow shirt in the portrait is also a little tired and worried, and the two of them are resting at the same time, one in the painting and the other outside the painting.
After a long time, the resolute and calm expression that was common in the past reappeared on the emperor's face. He stood up, held the Tianzi sword presented by Fan Xian with his backhand, and walked downstairs.
Eunuch Yao carefully handed over a cup of tea.
The emperor took a sip, handed the sword over, and said calmly: "I will pass on my will, the supervisor of the Overwatch Council, Mr. Fan Xian, is loyal to the country, deeply comforts my heart, and bestows a special sword."
Eunuch Yao quickly took it.
The emperor finally said calmly: "Xuan Zhao Yan Bingyun, He Zongwei, Qin Heng... enter the palace."
He mentioned the names of more than a dozen officials, and these people have one thing in common, that is... young. Eunuch Yao led the order to go out of the building, and assigned the eunuchs to send people everywhere, and went out of the palace gate by himself, and was escorted by the guards to Fan's mansion. The sword wrapped in the yellow scarf was given to the young man.
Yiying is normal, but this matter is recorded in the book, presumably everyone in the capital will know about it tomorrow.
Holding the sword in his hand, Fan Xian was in a daze, wondering why the emperor was so polite
And those young officials who hurried into the palace were also cautious, secretly guessing His Majesty's thoughts.
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