Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 57 Let's be practical

For the first time, Zhao Dezhao witnessed with his own eyes that when senior officials of the Song Dynasty became angry, they scolded and provoked each other, which was no different from ordinary people in previous lives scolding each other. It seems that this kind of thing is no different in ancient and modern times.

The two old men were red-faced, and they scolded each other more and more vigorously. Zhao Dezhao held back his smile until his face turned purple, and then quietly stepped back, not because he was afraid of being affected by the spit of the two. , but if the two of them started to fight later, he didn't want to stop them, but it would be unreasonable not to stop them, so he simply stood farther away.

The next day, Ma Shangshu of the household department and Tang Zhongcheng of the Yushitai took leave together, saying that they were unwell and needed to recuperate at home for a few days. After that, the two of them did not show up for several days.

According to gossip from the Household Yamen and Yushitai, the two court officials had a fierce dispute in the Tianshui County Prince's Mansion, and then turned into a physical fight. Fortunately, the king of Tianshui pulled the beard away in time, otherwise there might be a big trouble. Although the two of them were slightly injured, it would be unsightly to show up in public, so they had to pretend to be sick at home for a while to recuperate.

Although it is undignified for the court that the two officials fought each other, the gossip is just the gossip. The two parties did not admit it, and the witness of Tianshui County King also strongly denied that it happened.

Only Zhao Dezhao knows that this is generally true, the only difference is that because Tang Zhongcheng is older than Ma Shangshu, he suffers more. .

From yesterday to today, Zhao Dezhao felt comfortable every time he recalled Tang Zhongcheng's tragic face with bloodstains on his face. You are such a talkative old boy, aren't you? You chase me and bite me every day, right?Sooner or later, someone will tear your sharp mouth apart!
Just now, father-in-law Wang Pu sent his youngest son to visit his sister in the county prince's mansion, and asked him to recount in detail how Tang Jixian impeached Zhao Dezhao in the court and how the emperor reacted.

It was only then that Zhao Dezhao knew that his raid on the house had not been hidden from Zhao Guangyi's eyes and ears, so that he had the opportunity to order Tang Jixian, the top thug under his seat, to initiate impeachment in the court. The emperor's face protected his son in front of the ministers, otherwise he would really be investigated, at least the county king's hat on the pier would be lost.

Wang Xiuzhi couldn't care less about complaining about her husband's arbitrariness and causing trouble, but was very worried about her emperor's father-in-law's violent temper.

She pushed Zhao Dezhao's arm and urged: "Master, the Holy Majesty must be holding back his anger right now, you'd better go to the palace and admit your mistake, maybe the old man will calm down after scolding you a few words."

"My father has a bad temper because he is an outsider. He must be careful with his family, especially after my elder brother died young. No matter how mischievous Saburo and I were when we were young, he was never willing to touch my two brothers with a finger."

Zhao Dezhao said with a smile, while holding his wife in his arms, letting her beat her on his chest with her pink fist to vent her anger.

After a while, Wang Xiuzhi finally calmed down, and began to urge her husband again: "According to this, sir, don't you have to rush to the palace to admit your mistakes? To save time, his old man's petty anger has turned into a big anger, so how about you, sir?" You're going to suffer a lot."

"My lady, you don't understand this. Since my father didn't send someone to summon me right away, then I don't have to go to the palace to admit my mistake right away. It's useless to go."

Having said that, Zhao Dezhao paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "My father is a man who values ​​practical results and despises superficiality. If you want to ask my father for forgiveness, it is useless to admit your mistakes and be sincere. Old man, let’s get some practical…”

Wang Xiuzhi was a little confused and said: "Master, you are talking about something practical, are you saying that you want to send a generous gift to the palace? But there is no good thing there, I'm afraid it may not be possible..."

After Zhao Dezhao mentioned the word "great gift" by his wife, he suddenly remembered that there was something that needed to be done quickly, so he interrupted Wang Xiuzhi and shouted "Qian Niuer".

Qian Niu'er ran in from the outside, and seeing his wife snuggling close to his master's arms, he quickly buried his head low and stared at his toes, his master might not care about such small things , but if she offends Madam and makes her unhappy, that will be fruitless.

Seeing this, Wang Xiuzhi came to his senses and wanted to push her husband away in embarrassment.

Zhao Dezhao still hugged her tightly to prevent her from breaking free, and at the same time told Qian Niu'er, "Take my post, and bring a gift, and send it to Mr. Ma, Minister of the Household Department, for my condolences. Go when it's almost dark, don't have too many people, just take a few servants out, don't attract anyone's attention."

Qian Niu'er complied, and reminded: "Master, since it's a gift, is there a letter for the servant to take over, or for the servant to send a few words to Mr. Ma?"

Zhao Dezhao frowned and muttered, "Letters are definitely not acceptable. This kind of secret matter must never be left in writing. If it is leaked, it will lead to catastrophe. You can't speak too bluntly, otherwise it will easily arouse the other party's resentment. It's not beautiful, um, it must be as tactful and obscure as possible.

(End of this chapter)