Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 95
Zhao Dezhao originally thought that after Xue Juzheng's death, no minister would stand up to support him.

Because judging from the current overall situation and strength comparison, Zhao Guangyi is almost a sure winner, and standing on his side is tantamount to betting on the loser.

The watermelon is close to the big side, whoever is powerful will support him, and whoever can win will fight with him. This is quite realistic and reasonable.

It was precisely because of his clear understanding of the situation that Zhao Dezhao never had the nerve to ask his father: apart from the dead Xue Juzheng, was there any minister in the court who fully supported him?

But now, this wave of probing actions by the emperor's father is like deep-water frying fish. It not only blows out the opponents of the ministers of the DPRK and China, but also blows out the supporters hidden under the water. He also deliberately picked out the supporters' memorials and showed them to himself. This action is very considerate, and the encouragement in it is obvious-don't be discouraged, you are not that bad, you still have seven irons to support you!
In addition, Zhao Dezhao felt that his father's move was a blatant hint to himself that he could seek some help from these seven people and find a way to break the situation.

If it is just to encourage, then there is no need to change the way to reveal the names of these seven people, just tell them that there are such seven people.

A father can think so thoughtfully for his son, and his father has thought of everything that the son didn't expect, not only giving spiritual encouragement, but also pointing the way forward. This can only be said to be a real father.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dezhao smiled, got on his mount at the gate of the palace, and slapped the horse's buttocks hard.

"Master, slow down!" Qian Niu'er ran after the horse's ass, out of breath.

"I've fallen far behind the others, don't dare to slow down, you can run behind!" Zhao Dezhao rode his horse galloped one after another, and his voice floated over from afar.

After rushing back to the Prince's Mansion, Zhao Dezhao directly pulled Wang Xiuzhi into the inner room and closed the door, and said solemnly: "My lady, my husband is in a difficult situation right now, I have something to ask you, please tell me, my lady."

Seeing that her husband was so solemn, Wang Xiuzhi immediately had some bad associations, her complexion suddenly became a little bad, and she tightly grasped Zhao Dezhao's right hand with both hands: "Mr. , I'm going to clean you up? Sigh, you've been acting really crazy lately..."

When Zhao Dezhao heard this, he almost spat out old blood. Recently, you followed your husband and I ransacked the house to make a fortune, and every day was as happy as Chinese New Year. Why didn't you blame your husband and me for acting crazy?In his heart, he really wished to put his wife on the bed first and tidy up, thinking about business matters, he reluctantly held back.

"Dali Temple Minister Zhou Ziming."

"Minister of Rites Wu Liangji."

"Que Peng, Minister of the Ministry of War."

"Shao Wen, a doctor in the Ministry of War."

"Guozijian offered sacrifices to Jiuchi Yuansi."

As soon as Zhao Dezhao finished reading these five names, Wang Xiuzhi jumped three feet high in surprise, her pretty face flushed with excitement, and her eyes glowed green: "Mr. , I don’t know other people’s family background, Dali Siqing can make the most money!”

Zhao Dezhao really almost vomited blood this time, he angrily pushed him back on the chair, and said fiercely with a straight face: "I want to ask you something serious: among these five people, which one is the most reliable? "

These five people are the ministers who expressed their support for Zhao Dezhao in the memorial. There are two other names that he did not name. One is his father-in-law, Wang Puwang Taifu, and the other is Ma Zhi, the Minister of Household Affairs who came to join him out of desperation a few days ago. Because they had more contact with each other, Zhao Dezhao knew them better, so there was no need to specifically question Wang Xiuzhi.

"Reliable?" Wang Xiuzhi frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Then it should be Dali Temple Minister Zhou Ziming, this person is the most reliable!"

"Didn't you just say that among the five people, the one surnamed Zhou is the one who can make the most money? How can this be the most reliable?" Zhao Dezhao couldn't help being astonished.

Wang Xiuzhi gave her husband a look of disdain, and wrung his fingers and talked eloquently:

"Sanggong, don't you understand? It's because he is the most reliable that he can make the most money!"

"He, the Minister of Dali Temple, is in charge of trial cases. Think about it, how many people come to him?"

"This Zhou Ziming, it is very trustworthy to take money to do things. If you take money, you will definitely do things well. He is not sure of it. Even if you give him ten thousand taels of gold, he will not politely treat you Throw it out! He has a good reputation and good reputation, so people rush to give him a lot of money, and he can make the most money!"

"Like him, whatever he says is what he says, and what he promises is what he will do. This is not reliable. What is reliable? Huh, which of the ministers in the court has a clean foundation? In this regard, His quality and integrity are even worse than him!"

After hearing Wang Xiuzhi's reasoning, Zhao Dezhao's eyes turned black, and he almost vomited blood.

Except for Ma Zhi, the Minister of Household Affairs who was forced to take refuge, Zhou Ziming, the minister of Dali Temple, was the first of the nine ministers of the imperial court to take the initiative to stand on his side. However, this person was actually the most profitable. The reason why this person stood on On his side, has he decided that he, a county prince who likes to steal homes and make money, is the same as him?
Wang Xiuzhi's tone turned softer as if she could tell that her husband was looking bad:

"Master, I don't know the reason for this concubine, but since you said you want to find the most reliable one, you must be planning to find a helper. Since you are looking for a helper, you only need to be able to help, like Dali Temple. Someone like Qing Zhou Ziming should be the most suitable, he will help if he can, and he will never lie if he can't."

Zhao Dezhao didn't say a word, he was fighting fiercely in his heart. He had hated those unscrupulous corrupt officials since his last life, and it was still very psychologically difficult to get involved with such people.

Wang Xiuzhi's voice continued to ring in my ears, as if it had a magic power to lure the upright people to go astray: "My husband is a person who wants to do great things, as long as he is useful and can be used, he should use it. Why must he be a gentleman? Chen Ping also steals his sister-in-law and accepts gold. His character may not be as good as that of Zhou's, but he is good at doing amazing tricks. Isn't it because he assisted Gaozu to set the world and achieve great success? Han Gaozu didn't dislike the character of his ministers. Why do you Dislike it?"

Zhao Dezhao slammed his fist on the table, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Then please trouble me, madam, and prepare a generous gift for me!"

"Sir, that's right!" Wang Xiuzhi smiled wryly, her watery eyes were full of coquettishness, she got up and came over to rub her husband's side: "The sea is open to all rivers, tolerance is great, and water is clear. If there are no fish, there will be no disciples if people observe them. If you want to succeed, you can’t just dislike people.”

"I don't dislike others, I only dislike you!" Zhao Dezhao was so angry that he didn't have the time to flirt with her, so he pushed her away rudely.

Wang Xiuzhi's smile suddenly froze, her pretty face turned pale, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"You said that tolerance is great. You should first see if you are old enough? Do you think you should dislike it?"

Zhao Dezhao said with a smile, and suddenly stretched out his salty pig's hand to rub Wang Xiuzhi's slightly flat chest.

Wang Xiuzhi couldn't help humming, his whole body softened immediately, and the room was full of spring.

(End of this chapter)