Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 62 Wang Jien's Acting Skills
Although he was a little depressed, Zhao Dezhao knew that it was inevitable. This old dog was trusted and loved by the emperor's father, so it was not easy to bring him down. Chi Jianxin's downfall obviously did not affect him either.

I saw a figure flickering outside the imperial study room, Wang Jien walked in, bowed and said: "The old slave is here."

"Accompany the king of Tianshui County to build a new house late, and go there to announce my oral order: all the objects in that house and the male and female servants in it will be given to the king of Tianshui County for work."

When saying this, Zhao Kuangyin smiled and winked at his son.

Zhao Dezhao understood what his father meant. The reason why Wang Chengen, who is the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, went to announce the decree with great fanfare was to justify his name and clean up his name. From then on, no one would talk behind his back and say that he had done anything wrong and arbitrarily copied other people's property , which is good for your reputation and reputation in the future.

Wang Jien received the Holy Order, turned around and stared at him, his eyes were a little complicated, seeming to contain fear and vigilance, and he no longer had the calmness he had when facing Zhao Dezhao.

But he quickly lowered his eyebrows, bowed humblely and said: "Your Highness, please first."

Zhao Dezhao said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, Chi Jianxin is not from your hometown. You should have visited his house frequently. You must know the place, right? Then you might as well go ahead and take whatever you like in his house. Let me treat it as a gift from you, this king must be more generous than your fellow countrymen!"

Wang Jien had a ghost in his heart, every time Zhao Dezhao said something with a smile, his face turned pale, so that he couldn't hold on anymore, turned around and knelt down in front of Zhao Kuangyin, weeping and saying:
"Your Majesty, Chi Jianxin enriched his own pockets, and his greed for money and goods is shocking. It is a heinous crime, and he deserves death."

"In the final analysis, this is all due to the old slave's lack of insight and ignorance of people. He recommended him to take over the inner treasury out of friendship with his fellow villagers."

"The old slave made improper recommendations, and he is willing to bear joint and several responsibilities. I implore the holy majesty to come down and deal with the old slave. The old slave will die without complaint!"

"Get up, get up!"

Zhao Kuangyin caught Wang Chengen off guard and waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's human nature to take care of your fellow countrymen. Chi Jianxin deserves to die for his crimes. How can you be blamed? This matter has nothing to do with you. What the Tianshui County King said was just joking with you. Why should you be afraid of being like this?" He glared at his son.

"Yeah, I was just joking, Mr. Wang, why do you take it seriously?"

Zhao Dezhao took over his father's words with a smile, but he was cursing in his heart: You, an old castrated dog, have failed in acting again. You can shed tears even when you kneel down. I am also convinced. One day, I will let you, an old castrated dog, be able to act again. I can’t even perform well!
After bidding farewell to the emperor's father, Zhao Dezhao couldn't help but snapped his fingers happily when he was about to leave the imperial study. Today's trip to the palace was rewarding, not only won his father's forgiveness and favor, but also gave him a big reward. money!
This large sum of money refers to a room full of copper coins in a hidden dark room in Chi's house. At that time, Zhao Dezhao was neither willing to give up nor move it away.

Thanks to Liu’s optimistic reminder, Zhao Dezhao came up with a better solution at that time: he would find an opportunity to ask for Chi’s house later, and use it as the office of the “State Administration of Taxation”, so that there would no longer be any inconvenience in transportation. You can move whenever you want in the future.

Small valuables such as gold, pearls and pearls, if you don’t rush to search for one night, there will be no leftovers, and copper coins will not be worth a few bucks if you don’t take a cart to transport them, even if the dead owners in Chi’s house The male and female servants found that, at most, they put their arms around a pocket, which was not worth mentioning at all.

Therefore, Zhao Dezhao ordered Qian Niu'er to not move the copper coins for the time being, and to seal the entrance of the darkroom as it was, and what he was waiting for was today!

There are hundreds of thousands of copper coins, Zhao Dezhao imagined the rain of copper coins falling from the sky, and hummed a song to drive back home.

……

As night fell, the backyard of Prince Jin's Mansion.

A servant opened the corner door in the backyard and let in a man in a black coat.

The servant led the way, and the man in black followed behind, hurriedly.

The man in black looks very sneaky. He uses a huge hood to cover his face tightly. Even if acquaintances approach him, it is difficult to recognize him. Only the smooth and beardless chin can reveal a trace of his identity: A eunuch who came out of the palace.

Zhao Guangyi, the king of Jin, received an urgent report from his cronies. He suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Please quickly! Take him to the inner room to meet with the king. Wherever that person passes by in the mansion, let all the maids and servants in the mansion go there." Stay away from me, or you will be punished with a stick!"

A moment later, the shadows of candles flickered in the inner room of the palace.

There were only two people in the room approaching and talking, not even a serving servant.

Zhao Guangyi personally poured a bowl of tea soup for the man in black, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty Wang, you are in a hurry, please drink some tea soup to quench your thirst."

The man in black just took off his hood, and the candlelight shone on his smooth, beardless, white and fat face like a peeled egg.

Zhao Guangyi poured the tea himself as the king of Jin, and no one could enjoy it peacefully except today, but Wang Jien was not polite and modest, he took the tea soup and drank it down in one gulp, calmed down a bit, and then said: "My lord, you Also don't secretly complain that the old slave came in a hurry, the old slave naturally came for a reason."

Zhao Guangyi suppressed his smile, and said lightly: "Not only did you come in a hurry, but you shouldn't have come! I told you last time that if you want to report the news, you just need to send someone to send a message. Your lord You are the servant of the Holy Majesty who is close and trustworthy, if the Secretary of the Imperial City finds out that you go to my palace to have a secret meeting at night, no matter how close and trustworthy the Holy Majesty is to you, you will lose your head, and this king will not be happy either."

Wang Jien wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and sighed: "I understand, I understand everything, but I was really frightened today. If I don't come to the prince's house in person, I won't be able to let go of my heart. in stomach."

Zhao Guangyi understood in his heart that the old eunuch was asking for benefits. Eunuchs are not allowed to marry wives and have children, and they cannot be appointed officials or be ennobled. Apart from collecting some wealth, they have no other way to pursue. He said with a smile: "I don't know. What kind of things do you need to calm the mind of the king and the officials? This king has rare treasures here, and there is no shortage of tributes from all over the world, you can use them as you please."

Unexpectedly, Wang Jien shook his head: "My lord has rewarded a lot of treasures and goods in recent years, and this old slave is already a bit bored. Today I want to ask the lord for something else to calm down the alarm."

"Please speak, Mr. Wang."

"From now on, I don't want to stay in the palace anymore. I want to relax somewhere."

Zhao Guangyi smiled and nodded. Wang Jien's request did not surprise him too much.

For a great eunuch like Wang Jien, the position will not be low when he is devolved to a local level, and there are a lot of people holding them in and out. Even if he wants to make some money, he only needs to cough, and someone will rush to offer it with both hands. Isn't it much more comfortable to live in a palace in the capital where every move is restricted and you have to kowtow to apologize for accidentally knocking over an oil lamp?

And the "later" mentioned by Wang Jien here, of course, refers to the day after the emperor died and Zhao Guangyi came to power.

(End of this chapter)