The King of Donghai went to report the situation to the emperor every other day to show that he was not too familiar with Mrs. Pingenhou.
"Many people came to the palace to ask for mercy, and Mrs. Ping'en Hou also came, but she said that she was just following the trend, and the leader was someone else, the wife of Zuo Cha Censor and the Minister of Personnel Feng Ju, and finally it was her sentence. The words played a role - Your Majesty is working hard today and honoring your children, and you have to treat the prince like this in the future, right?"
The prince has not yet been born, and has received more attention than his father has received in the past ten years.
Han Ruzi asked, "Who are they begging for?"
The King of the East Sea replied with a wry smile, there were some things he couldn't say.
Han Ruzi understood the meaning of the wry smile. In fact, he had already guessed it, he just needed to confirm it.
With no one left or right, the East Sea King stepped forward and whispered, "What is your majesty going to do?"
"Military orders are like mountains. It is impossible for me to let the 'Children Army' return to Beijing ahead of schedule."
"Of course, but dozens of court wives came to intercede, and there was no response from the palace. It seems... too ruthless, right?"
Han Ruzi was very embarrassed. He didn't want his mother to be involved in politics, but he also didn't want outsiders to think that the Empress Dowager Cining had no power. Her mother had been suffering most of her life, and she deserved to enjoy the stars and the moon.
"What's your idea?" Even if Han Ruzi had made a decision in his heart, he would first ask others what they thought. This is the emperor's technique he learned from the book, and it has become a habit.
The King of the East Sea tried his best to try to figure out the emperor's true thoughts, "Apart from not being able to return to Beijing early, what concessions can His Majesty make?"
"Reward? They are just marching, not fighting, and they have no military exploits."
The King of the East Sea smiled and said: "Those life women don't care about military exploits, but whether their children and grandchildren can stand it, um..."
The East Sea King glanced at the emperor, gave up guessing, and said directly: "Your Majesty may allow the 'disciple army' to carry servants to make the march a little more comfortable."
"It is the general's power to carry servants."
"If Your Majesty doesn't make any concessions at all, then it will be simple, just issue an imperial decree, asking all nobles and ministers to take good care of their daughters."
Han Ruzi smiled, "Let me think about it."
The East Sea King stopped enough and said nothing more.
At noon that day, Han Ruzi returned to the palace to have dinner with the queen.
The queen seemed a little restless these two days. Han Ruzi had eaten and said casually, "The queen mentioned the 'Children Army' last night. I have been thinking that maybe I have gone too far."
There were eunuchs and palace maids present, Han Ruzi called "I", and Cui Xiaojun also obeyed the rules, got up and stepped back, and replied, "I just mentioned it casually, your Majesty don't have to take it to heart."
"The father and brother of the 'Children Army' are the pillars of the imperial court, and I should really consider their feelings. The military orders are like mountains and cannot be changed, and the 'Children Army' has been out for five days, and it is too late to get back. Send servants, many of the children are still young, marching for the first time, and need someone to take care of them."
Cui Xiaojun had a happy expression on his face, and there was still a little doubt in his eyes, "Your Majesty is merciful, and each family must be grateful to Dade."
"A maximum of two servants, an army of 2,000 people, don't turn into tens of thousands of people when they return to Beijing."
Cui Xiaojun smiled and said, "There should be a limit. Does Your Majesty need someone to submit a letter and then issue a decree?"
"That's the best."
The emperor rarely takes the initiative to add or change his will, which would be unreliable. In terms of procedures, the emperor is always the arbiter of many opinions.
The court's response was unexpectedly quick. Several memorials were delivered that afternoon. Prime Minister Shen Mingzhi deliberately picked them out and sent them to Lingyun Pavilion.
The emperor's approval soon came back, and Kaien allowed each family to send servants to the army.
In fact, a large number of servants were not far behind the "Children Army", and they never dared to enter the barracks.
When the decree reached the Ministry of War, it was sent out in an urgent letter overnight, chasing after the "Children Army" on the way.
The matter has come to an end, but Han Ruzi is dissatisfied with Feng Ju. A minister who may become the prime minister, his wife actually entered the palace to make irresponsible remarks to the queen mother. If Feng Ju knew about it, he would be suspected of indulgence. The family is not strict, no matter what the situation is, he is not suitable for ruling the dynasty.
Han Ruzi also wanted to talk frankly with her mother. The Queen Mother Cining still loved her son as always, but some of her actions were doing a disservice.
These two things were not in a hurry, and Han Ruzi was caught by another news.
After Jin Chunzhong met the Holy Army Master, he found that it was difficult for him to ride a tiger: if he didn't take the words of the hopeful, he would not be able to take responsibility for what happened in the future;
After some thought, Jin Chunzhong decided to report truthfully to the emperor.
When a few pleadings were delivered, Han Ruzi was listening to Jin Chunzhong telling about his meeting with the Holy Army division, and he wrote down his long-awaited approval and handed it over to the eunuch.
Jin Chunzhong has already said almost, "It's like this, Wei Chen suspected that the Holy Army division was lying, and deliberately set up a suspicion, the purpose is to alienate His Majesty and Yang Gong."
Han Ruzi watched the eunuch leave with the memorial and said, "Those who look for breath never lie."
Jin Chunzhong was stunned for a moment, and did not understand what the emperor meant. As far as he knew, all the methods of the hopeful were related to lies.
"Pure lying is not called 'following the flow', the hopeful always transforms the truth."
Jin Chunzhong still didn't understand that the only person he really had contact with was the Holy Army division, who had heard a lot about their methods and had little knowledge.
"For example, the 'Children's Army' that went to Broken Iron City, under the mouth of the watcher, there will be diametrically opposed statements. He can say to the disgruntled minister, 'The emperor is afraid of the family, and intends to cut down the grass and root. few.'"
Jin Chunzhong understood a little, "At most, in a month, the 'Children Army' will be able to return to Beijing safely. How can those who look out for breath explain it?"
Han Ruzi narrowed his eyes slightly, imagining that he was a qi-seeker, "Those who are bewitched by qi-seekers for the first time are usually neither completely convinced nor unbelieving at all, but worry about gains and losses. The qi-seekers will go a step further and put forward a few points. Precautionary measures. As long as the other party accepts it, the hopeful will be in an invincible position: the safe return of the 'Children Army' is due to his preventive measures; if the 'Children Army' has an accident, it proves that what he said at the beginning is correct, The other party did not accept all of them, which led to the current bad results."
Jin Chunzhong was stunned, and finally realized, "The same is true for Yang Gong. When Yang Gong is outside, it is inevitable that there will be things that are not in line with His Majesty's mind. Your Majesty only needs to think, and you will feel more and more that what the hopeful person is saying is extremely true."
Han Ruzi nodded, "Not only that, there are many ways for those who look for qi, this is just one trick. It is also a 'disciple army', and those who look for qi can also say to the flustered minister, 'This is an opportunity for others to intercede, You are afraid that your child will suffer, but your family rises up to it, showing that the child will be able to stand out in front of Your Majesty."
Jin Chunzhong shook his head, not in disapproval, but in admiration, admiring both the hopeful and the emperor.
Han Ruzi smiled. He really hoped that someone would say something similar to the minister.
Jin Chunzhong was relieved, "In this case, I have nothing to worry about. The purpose of the Holy Army Division is to arouse suspicion. Your Majesty can hold on, and I have no problem."
Jin Chun advises to retire and don't want to think about it again.
In Lingyun Pavilion, Han Ruzi sighed, Jin Chunzhong was indeed loyal enough and good at doing things, but not smart enough to understand the full meaning of "follow the trend".
No matter how those who look for qi take advantage of the situation, take advantage of the situation, or measure the situation, the "potential" is always true.
Han Ruzi knew Wangqi so well, thanks to Yang Feng, where did Yang Feng learn it? Yang Feng claimed to have tracked down that mysterious organization for many years, but it was not until the Qi King rebellion a few years ago that he, like everyone else, paid attention to the figure of the Wang Qi. Before that, he paid more attention to the local heroes.
Yang Feng is the most mysterious person.
Han Ruzi was impulsive and wanted to summon the Holy Soldier, so he changed his mind immediately. Seeing Luan Banxiong was already a mistake, and seeing the Holy Soldier was useless.
No matter what, he still believes in Yang Bong, and that's enough.
Han Ruzi eliminated his distracting thoughts. In the next few days, he had extremely important things to deal with.
On his desk, there was Prime Minister Shen Mingzhi's fifth book of begging bones.
"Begging for skeletons" is a euphemism for asking for an official position, hoping to get back his body from the emperor, return to his hometown to die, and finally be buried under his native land.
Shen Mingzhi made a memorial almost a day, and the heart to hand it over was very urgent.
If Shen Mingzhi hadn't had an affair with Han Chou, Han Ruzi would probably have kept it sincere. After all, the prime minister he wanted was still relatively junior, and it would take a while.
There are three people who can succeed the prime minister. Feng Ju is the most qualified, but the emperor does not appreciate it. Qu Zixi and Zhuo Ruhe are talented enough, but they also have their own shortcomings.
Shen Mingzhi often makes mistakes when he treats himself, but he is very accurate when looking at others.
Qu Zixi has many disciples and has a high prestige among scholars. If he is appointed prime minister, his voice will definitely be high. This is a good thing and a bad thing. The prime minister is not a teacher. How to handle the relationship with his disciples will be a great test for Qu Zixi.
Zhuo Ruhe was born as a scholar, has been an official for many years, assisted the prince, served in the six ministries, and served as a county governor for several years. What is rare is that he understands the hardships of the people and is familiar with the various means of officialdom. What is lacking is the general style, and you will be overwhelmed in the face of sudden changes.
Han Ruzi took three pieces of paper and wrote down the names of the three of them.
What the prime minister wants is stability, so why not have the style of a general? Deng Cui is good at adapting to changes, but no emperor will make him prime minister.
Han Ruzi finally made a decision, Zhuo Ruhe was the next prime minister, and Qu Zixi was in his prime, so he could wait.
Then his eyes fell on the word "Feng Ju". This was the challenge he was about to face. He had to let the new Zuo Cha censor retreat in spite of the difficulties in order to stabilize the ministers.
"I am a lonely man." Thinking of this sentence again, what filled Han Ruzi's heart was fighting spirit, not loneliness and aging.
There was still a blank piece of paper on the table. Han Ruzi looked at it for a while, but couldn't get rid of a thought, so he picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Yang Feng.