At today's court meeting, Jin Lanting, who was extremely low-key at the end of the second year of Xiangfu, suddenly became the loudest official in the temple, and even Tang Tieshuang from the Ministry of War was robbed of the limelight.
Under Jin Lanting's suggestion, the imperial court passed a series of policies on the spot without going through a small court meeting. Among them, Xu Gong, the Minister of the Ministry of War who patrolled the borders of the two Liaos for the emperor and assisted Gu Jiantang in the Dazhu Kingdom last year to make military exploits, was finally able to come from Liaodong. Zuo Lenggong retreated, not only successfully returned from outside the pass, but also led 20,000 elite soldiers from the capital to the south to reinforce Lu Shengxiang. Li Changan, a military general who had just been promoted, served as Xu Shilang's deputy. The two adults left Beijing to practice together, and they are finally expected to emerge. General Yuan Tingshan of Jizhou led 10,000 horsemen each to leave the border, entered the Central Plains from the pass Jizikou, and marched with Xu Gong's army. Then there is an order to Xishu, ordering the king of Shu, Chen Zhibao, to dispatch another 10,000 elite soldiers from Shu to participate in Guangling Dao's suppression of the rebellion. This army will be jointly commanded by Xu Gong and Chen Zhibao. Compared with Jin Lanting's devotion to serve the country and solve problems for the court, Yao Baifeng's proposal at the end of the court meeting suddenly made the already dignified court even more silent. This Neo Confucianist from the Northwest suggested something about water transportation When Wen Taiyi, the envoy of Jing'an Road Economic Strategy, first arrived in the local area, the government affairs were already heavy, so it should be handed over to the officials in the water transport department to be responsible for the specific affairs. Mr. Wen only needs to grasp the overall situation. In the past, without His Majesty's opening, countless civil servants and military generals would have jumped out to refute Mr. Zuo Jijiu, but today the young man sat on the high dragon chair, without saying a word, his eyes flickering, but almost as far as he could see, only Qi Qi bowed his head silently, and there was no official who puffed out his chest and made bold words. In the end, the young emperor moved from far to near, and slowly retracted his gaze, lingering on a group of six Huang Zi Gongqings for a moment, and finally someone stood up, it was Chen Wang from the lower sect, Chen Wang did not completely overthrow Yao Baifeng Instead, he put forward a compromise statement. First, the Ministry of Officials will strictly review the resumes of the main officials of the water transportation. After the imperial court finalizes the candidates, Wen Taiyi will be relieved of the burden.
After retreating from the court, His Majesty the Emperor had no intention of holding a small court meeting, so all officials then withdrew from the main hall and went straight to various yamen.
Jin Lanting, who was reduced to a laughingstock in the officialdom at the end of last year, is now proud. You don't need to think about it, some officials who forgot to come to pay New Year's greetings because of "too many trivial matters" will flock away and wait in line outside the Minister's Mansion. Of course, the gift list will come as it is.
Yao Baifeng didn't have the crowd of officials around him today, so the old man didn't care, he didn't rush down the steps, staring at the royal road that seemed to be bound in the gate in his field of vision, dazed.
A young voice sounded beside the old man, "Master Zuo Jijiu, your stove is cold, it will be difficult to start a business in the future."
The old man did not turn his head. There are not many young people who dare to speak cynically to their seniors in such a cynical tone, and there are only a handful of young people who are eligible to participate in the court meeting. Sun Yin, a poor scholar from Beiliang who had already experienced ups and downs in the official circles of the capital at a young age.
Sun Yin continued to tease: "Master Yao, you are really bookish. You should choose to be a loyal minister at this time, and you deserve to take tea."
The old man laughed at himself: "Do you still have to pick a time to be a loyal minister?"
Sun Yin nodded and said solemnly: "No, before going out, you have to look through the almanac to see the time."
The old man laughed it off, "I can't be such a loyal minister."
Sun Yin gloated and said with a gleeful smile: "Master Yao has the intention of retiring, which is actually a good thing. I, Sun Yin, fell down in the Imperial College. I have been thinking about when I will come back from the Imperial College. The seat on the left for offering wine is empty. There is a chance. Just for this, I, Sun Yin, have to thank Mr. Yao face to face."
Unexpectedly, the old man did not become angry from embarrassment, but nodded and said: "You, Sun Yin, go to Guozijian. I understand that Guozijian is not the place where I teach, because it is no longer a place to study."
Sun Yin was surprised and said: "Master Yao is not thinking of resigning from office and returning to his hometown?"
The old man smiled and said: "I'm not stupid, can I go back at this time? I just slapped the imperial court once, and I will slap again soon. How many lives do I, Yao Baifeng, have?"
Sun Yin tutted his tongue and said, "It turns out that Master Yao is so ignorant of the world in his studies, after all, he hasn't reached the point where there is no cure."
The old man with a rigid temperament joked for the first time: "It's rare that someone is willing to photograph my horse now, thank you."
Sun Yin waved his hand and said: "Don't just talk about it, when Mr. Yao submits his resignation letter, remember to say a few kind words for me."
The old man didn't nod or shake his head, but just sighed, "Yuan Tingshan, Jizhou, entered the Central Plains at Jizikou, hehe, even though I'm a sour scholar who can't even talk about war on paper, I also understand that those 20,000 people didn't go there at all. Guangling Dao pacified the chaos, but went to intercept the Beiliang cavalry army. When the Jizhou soldiers and horses were gone, the 10,000 Shu soldiers had just arrived at the northern part of Guangling Dao. It is estimated that Xu Shilang's soldier amulet should also be in the army at the same time. , One ring after another, it's hard for Jin Lanting, the Minister of Rites, to worry about military and state affairs so much, and it's even rarer that all his suggestions have been adopted by the court."
Sun Yin said in a low voice: "Lord Yao, do you really think it was Jin Lanting's idea? Do you really think it's a good thing for Xu Gong to leave Liangliao and lead the troops south?"
The old man turned his head and asked with a smile: "I'm a scholar, but I really don't understand these things. Is there any learning here?"
Sun Yin smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Yao has some good wine hidden in his house?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, grabbed Sun Yin's cuff, walked down the steps together, and said in a low voice: "Green ants? I heard the result of the Liangmang battle last year, and I've already run out of drinks."
Sun Yin smiled without saying a word.
After all, the old man was not such a thick-skinned person as Sun Yin, so he said helplessly: "There are only two or three jars left, so don't take advantage of them. I will treat you to drink other good wines, no matter how expensive they are."
Sun Yin looked contemptuous.
The two walked out of the gate side by side, and Sun Yin suddenly stopped selling the green ant wine that Guan Zikeng cheated the old man, and said in a low voice, "Jin Lanting and Tang Tieshuang got on the line, and that's why Xu Gong ran to fight the Beiliang cavalry army to death."
The old man was stunned at first, then sighed, looked around, and finally gave up completely, this is indeed not a place for him to preach.
Sun Yin turned around and left, said with a smile: "Master Yao probably lost his posthumous title, so I, Sun Yin, will not drink green ant wine to add insult to injury."
Sun Yin took a few steps, turned around suddenly, and lightly stretched out his hand to pat his chest, "I have a bow, it's not suitable to give to Mr. Yao in full view, but keep it in my heart."
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Twenty years later, in midsummer, at that time Sun Yin had just become the second Minister of the Ministry of Officials in the Liyang New Dynasty, a powerful second-rank Tianguan lord.
One day someone suddenly came to visit the busy Sun Mansion, claiming to be a child of the Yao family, and the concierge, who was already so busy, ignored him at all. The young man was still unwilling to leave, so he had no choice but to report his grandfather's name. Although the concierge was born and bred in the capital, he was a well-rounded man, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know that there was such a big boss in Liyang officialdom as Yao Baifeng. Later, he finally remembered It seems that many years ago, there was an old man surnamed Yao in the former Guozijian who served as Zuo Jijiu, but in the past 20 years, that Neo Confucianist has not sent any poems, books and articles to the Central Plains. Huang Menlang, a new member of the hospital. The concierge gritted his teeth, seeing that the young man had traveled all the way to the capital, it was so pitiful to let people go home like this, so he broke the rules and went to report to Master Shangshu.
Mr. Shang Shu, who was enjoying the shade under a melon shed shirtless, jumped up from the reclining chair and ran towards the gate of the courtyard before he could put on his boots, but finally stopped, and said lightly to the stunned steward, saying that he should let him Just keep the things, the house doesn't need to receive them, if the young man shows the slightest resentment, the things don't need to be taken to the yard.
Finally, the steward carefully brought a cloth pouch to the courtyard.
Lord Shangshu laughed happily.
Since it is not the old man's descendants who hope to use this as a step into the officialdom, that's good, very good.
In the twilight, there were two jars of green ant wine that had obviously been dusty for many years on the stone table in the small courtyard, and Sun Yin was not willing to open it and drink it.
At the court meeting the next day, a long-forgotten old man from the former dynasty suddenly became famous all over the world.
Yao Baifeng, a Taoist family in Beiliang, posthumously named Wenjie.
Even though he was already an extremely personable official, Sun Yin, the minister of the government and the public, was still known for his dissoluteness. After he retired from the court, he walked out of the main hall and stood on the top of the steps for a while, then came to a place beside Yudao Street alone. There was no one there. Sun Yin was still bowing and bowing respectfully, and this matter quickly became a strange rumor in the capital.
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For some reason, not only did the Son of Liyang not hold a small court meeting today, but he returned to the resplendent and resplendent hall, and the eunuch Song Tanglu, the supervisor of ceremonies, was guarding the door alone.
The young emperor stood near the dragon chair, and the floor of the hall behind him was paved with gold bricks, so even if the doors and windows were closed, it was just when the sun was rising, because there was light shining through the window paper, the inside of the hall would not appear too dark.
There are four pairs of majestic furnishings on both sides of the dragon chair throne, Baoxiang, Luduan, Crane and Incense Burner, which together imply the dream of countless kings, "the country is eternal and the country is continuous".
The young emperor walked down the steps and stood in the hall. The so-called gold bricks under his feet were not made of gold, but tribute bricks from Guangling Manufacturing Bureau.
Zhao Zhuan raised his eyes and saw that the pillars of the main hall were made of nanmu felled from the deep mountains of Nanzhao. In the early years, Liyang officials had complained bitterly that "thousands of people entered the mountain, and half of them left the mountain". The wood used for the pillars is all replaced by Liaodong pine, which is easier to harvest.
Zhao Zhuan walked up to a pillar of the porch, stretched out his hand to caress the magnificent pillar with a gold-patterned cloud and dragon pattern on the powder, and murmured, "Father, you have a blue-eyed Zhang Julu, a half-inch tongue Yuan Benxi, and someone cat Han Shengxuan. What about a dragon robe, a dragon chair, and a hall?"
"This world, can't you give me a moment to work hard? Ten years, no, just five years! I can wipe out the northern cools, southern borders, and northern mangs! Let the rebellious officials and thieves have no place to stand, and let the people of Liyang live forever. Enjoy peace."
"Father, now I don't trust anyone anymore. Qi Yang Long Huanwen in the temple, Gu Jiantang and Lu Shengxiang outside the temple are the young people that Father deliberately suppressed and left for me to promote and appoint, Song Li, I don't trust anyone like Sun Yin either."
"The only one, Chen Wang, is still too young, lacks prestige, and has no foundation in the Liyang Army. Even if he is willing to turn the tide, he is powerless."
Zhao Zhuan withdrew his hand suddenly, with a ferocious face, clenched his fist, and slammed it hard on the pillar.
The young emperor was out of breath, and there was a sharp pain in his hand.
He stared at this pillar, and said angrily: "You ruined my Zhao family's luck in Qintianjian. I just let two lackeys make things difficult for the grain. How dare you openly send troops to Guangling Road?! This is the same as What's the difference in rebellion?!"
Zhao Zhuan punched the pillar again, this time the surface of the pillar was stained with blood, "Do you really think that my Liyang would not dare to live forever with you in Beiliang?!"
The young emperor lay on the ground of the hall, looking at the crouching golden dragon carved in the middle of the algae well, with its head poking down and holding a huge pearl in its mouth.
Looking at the huge luminous pearl, the young emperor thought of his sister, Princess Zhao Fengya of Suizhu, for no reason.
Princess Sui Zhu of the Zhao family in Liyang died, but Zhao Fengya was still alive.
This was probably the only thing Zhao Zhuan didn't hate so much that the young man from the Xu family in Beiliang had done.
The exhausted young emperor closed his eyes and thought of the stupid parrot kept by the empress again.
It turns out that the so-called Ninth Five King is also a bird in a cage.