In the Chonghua Hall, the new emperor is wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a dragon chair, although his appearance is a little immature.
But the appearance of him pursing his lips and not smiling, his eyes staring at the civil and military officials below like cold stars is already quite majestic.
Standing in the main hall, the first one is Song Huai'an who has just reached the weak crown
Wearing a dark purple official uniform with a gold seal and a purple ribbon, the robe is embroidered with crane patterns, and his appearance is extremely beautiful.
At that time, he was used to being a staff member and hadn't fully adapted to his noble status as the head of a hundred officials. The emperor sat in the hall and listened carefully to the courtiers' reports on the big and small things in various places, but he suddenly heard a few yawns.
Mu Xiu glanced at him disapprovingly, signaling him to restrain himself.
But it's useless, because there are too many people in the temple who are dissatisfied with him, and his words and deeds have long been seen by those who care
And then even more dissatisfied.
At that moment, there was an old minister who was unwilling, his face was ashen, he held a jade kui and bowed and said: "Your Majesty, this old minister dares to take a copy of the Prime Minister in front of the imperial court! Forgive me for saying it bluntly, although the Prime Minister has made great contributions to the establishment of our country in Southern Chu, the people have long been sympathetic to it." The prime minister has some complaints, but this court meeting is a major national event, and the matter reported by the veteran is the flood in Biannan, which concerns the lives and deaths of tens of millions of people. The prime minister's move is too disrespectful to the country and the people. I am afraid that the position of the head of a hundred officials will be difficult to take on."
Immediately, a courtier joined in and said: "Yes, the prime minister's move is really out of order, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take on this important task. Please learn from your Majesty!"
Mu Xiu leaned his elbows on the handle of the dragon chair and rubbed his forehead, he knew this would happen.
Song Huai'an turned to face the civil official, and felt in his heart, no wonder, since ancient times, civil and military affairs have been inconsistent.
This group of civil servants who think they control the world know how to talk about military affairs on paper in the court, talk about the country here, talk about the imperial power there, and keep saying that all the soldiers who can only march and fight but can't write poems and songs are all reckless.
There are no soldiers who fought bloody battles on the frontier, and there is a bullshit imperial power and country, and the country does not know what its surname is.
Mu Xiu said at this time: "Liang Aiqing, don't be so angry. Li Yuan's move is indeed inappropriate. I will punish him accordingly after the court meeting. Right now, I think Bian Nan's flood is more imminent."
The veteran obviously did not intend to let Song Huaian go, he said: "Thanks to His Majesty's grace, the disaster in Biannan has basically been brought under control, the number of people killed has not increased, and the local officials have even set up porridge relief sheds. Right now, the veteran still thinks that the prime minister Your Majesty's matters are more important, please give your Majesty an explanation to your ministers, and also to the people of the world, if the late Emperor is still alive, he must hope to see His Majesty's wise decision."
Even the first emperor brought it up, which means that if your majesty doesn't teach yourself a lesson in public, then you will be sorry for the late emperor's expectations if you don't teach yourself a lesson in public, and it is not as good as the late emperor's wise decision.
May I ask which emperor wants to be considered inferior to the previous monarch by officials in the court?Not even the father.
Men can't say no!
As expected, Mu Xiu's complexion sank, and his cold eyes fell on the courtier. The old courtier trembled imperceptibly, but he still stood in the middle of the hall in an admonishing posture.
However, before he could speak, Song Huaian spoke.
The little emperor of his family didn't come here to be held back by these idiots!
Song Huaian suddenly laughed, and said: "Grand Master Liang is getting older, and he has become more and more proficient at relying on the old to sell the old. If the late emperor was not satisfied with His Majesty, how could the throne still be in His Majesty's hands after thousands of sails? You are doubting the late Emperor." A wise decision? Or is there any dissatisfaction with our Majesty?"
Isn't it just a civilized quarrel?Who doesn't know how to quarrel, he knows how to quarrel
Master Liang's complexion changed immediately, and he said: "Your Excellency, be careful, the old minister's sincere heart to the late emperor and His Majesty can be learned from heaven and earth!"
Song Huaian smiled sarcastically, pointing out:
"Since you can learn from the world with your sincerity, let the world learn from it? It's just the result... then only the world will know."
"Song...you!"
Grand Master Liang was so angry that he almost suffered from asthma on the spot
After the court meeting finally ended, Mu Xiu asked someone to call Song Huaian to the apse where he was resting, and he seemed in a bad mood.
Seeing Song Huaian leisurely lying on his exclusive beauty couch and eating pastries, he jumped up and said, "Song Liyuan! Can't you pretend to show those old pedants? Why did you blatantly refute Grand Master Liang in the hall?" , Liang Hong’s family has been assisting the emperor since my imperial grandfather was in power, and the news spread that the common people must blame me for chilling the hearts of the three dynasties’ elders for you! Are you satisfied?”
Song Huaian swallowed a mouthful of pastries, his throat was so dry, the only glass of water closest to him was the tea in front of Mu Xiu.
He jumped off the couch and rushed to Mu Xiu's desk, patted the table and said, "Shui Shui Shui!"
Mu Xiu wished he could choke him to death, but he honestly handed him the tea in front of him.
Song Huaian leaned on the desk, looking at the jade-faced young man behind the desk, the corners of his lips twitched.
I can't tell him that I couldn't hold back for a while because I saw him being embarrassed, so I opened my mouth to hate that old man Liang Hong, right?
In the end, the reprimand was of course nothing.
Song Huaian woke up profusely in sweat the next morning, and smiled wryly. Unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes, he dreamed about more than ten years ago.
Because of the injury behind him, he couldn't get up for a while, and lay on the bed for a few days.
In the past few days, through the mouth of Yang Zihuo, the personal book boy, he knew that the current situation of some people in the city because of the death of Prime Minister Li Yuan can be described as...
——The whole country celebrates together!
What's even more exaggerated is that even the shops in Beijing are selling at half price, saying that God finally opened his eyes and took away the Prime Minister Li Yuan, and the shop owners are willing to reduce the price for three days to do good deeds to show their sincerity.
……
The prime minister himself couldn't laugh or cry at the behavior of these foolish people.
He looked at the serious-looking young man and asked, "What about you? What do you think of Song Liyuan?"
Yang Zihuo thought for a while: "The servant feels that the prime minister should not be as bad as the common people say. It is said that the son of the world saw the prime minister when he was young."
Song Huaian smiled slightly, and asked again: "Why do you think he might not be that bad? Because of your son?"
Yang Zihuo shook his head: "For so many years, the people have passed on the prime minister so unbearably. If it is any arbitrary, tyrannical, ruthless person in a high position, and deeply enshrined in the holy family, those who insult him among the people can be suppressed by force, but the prime minister But I never paid attention to it, and never even stopped it, I don’t think such a person is such a treacherous person.”
More than ten years ago, Mu Xiu ascended the throne as the emperor, which was what the people wanted.
And the first thing the people want to do when he ascends the throne is not to change the country's name or amnesty the world, but to confer the prime minister.
The people and the newly appointed civil and military officials were very dissatisfied with the prime minister. Lianmin wrote a lot of crimes, Xiaozhi moved with emotion and reasoned, from ethics to metaphysics.
for example what
'This person has too much killing karma and his hands are bloody, so he should not be with you for long, lest he will offend your majesty's blessing'
"This man is cruel and ruthless. It is rumored that he will not spare the old, the young, women and children, even the newborn babies. How can such a wicked person take on such a big responsibility?"
Demanding the abolition of his position as prime minister, the new emperor has always been peaceful, but only in this matter, he is domineering and will not allow anyone to peck at him. He immediately ordered the imperial guards to blow out the person who delivered the Wanmin letter on behalf of the people in Beijing. imperial city.
He expressed his position in the simplest way, and the people had no choice but to dare not challenge the authority of the emperor.
Mu Xiu never expected that he originally wanted to use a tougher method to block the mouths of Youyou for Song Huaian, but in the end it had the opposite effect
Later, there were even more outrageous rumors among the people.
'Prime Minister Li Yuan is a vixen who entrusts his life to life, bullies his subordinates and flatters his superiors, and charms the king's heart'
What the common people say is that the whole world knows that His Highness the Crown Prince has always been mild-tempered, and this time he did such a thing for the sake of the prime minister?If it's not bewitched, what else can it be?
Angry Confucians wrote articles to criticize, and the writers said that the image of Prime Minister Liyuan changed into the image of the evil ghost Yasha was killed and trampled in the book. This type of book has been very popular since its publication.
The storyteller is naturally unwilling to lag behind. Most of the Jingzhong restaurants have storytellers stationed there, and they tell stories for the entertainment of the guests when they are dining.
Once, Song Huaian was ordered by the emperor to investigate an official matter in the area of Huainan privately, and after the case was accepted.
Song Huai'an took a few soldiers to find a local characteristic big restaurant and planned to go in for a meal. After working so hard for so long, he finally closed the case, and he was going to reward these soldiers.
When several people entered the door, the storyteller was standing on the stage and was finishing the previous paragraph, taking a break to moisten his throat with saliva.
The waiter in the shop had just served a table of guests, and when he saw these people, it was as if he saw a few fine silver ingots running around. He put his handkerchief on his shoulders, and immediately came up to greet him: "Several distinguished guests, let's go! Or stay at the store?"
Song Huai'an raised his eyebrows slightly, and his phoenix eyes slightly curved: "You little girl, do you call everyone noble? I'm waiting for a martial artist, how can I be noble?"
The waiter in the shop was stunned for a while by his raised eyebrows, and soon came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Master, it is wrong to say that, of course not! But I see every day if there are not a thousand people It’s all right, just a few of you with this temperament, how can you be an ordinary person! There is absolutely no mistake! If there is a mistake, the meal fee for the young masters will be waived!”
The owner of the restaurant heard his "rhetoric words" at the counter on one side, knocked on the counter with his abacus, and said angrily: "Dabao! What are you bragging to the customers again! All the bulls in the world will let you go!" It's blown to death! You still don't invite guests in to sit in!"
After roaring, he yelled at the bustling street market at the door: "Don't miss it when you pass by! This restaurant has a new storybook of the prime minister of the dynasty! Let's talk today!"
A soldier behind him said: "My lord...how about we change to another place to eat? In fact, we don't have to eat. It doesn't matter if we rush back to Yujing to eat again. We can eat some dry food on the way."
Song Huai'an shook his head and said, "No, it's here. After all... I'm very interested in that Prime Minister's Xinhuaben."
After finishing speaking, he smiled slightly at the waiter in the shop: "Then please ask the second brother to lead us to sit."
The author has something to say: the manuscript depositor is getting thinner day by day
The application for this book has not been approved, and I am now preparing for the second application. If I fail, I will commit suicide under the pseudonym and change it to start again. Let me tell you here first.
It will probably be serialized for about a week, um
Thanks for reading 【Bow】
But the appearance of him pursing his lips and not smiling, his eyes staring at the civil and military officials below like cold stars is already quite majestic.
Standing in the main hall, the first one is Song Huai'an who has just reached the weak crown
Wearing a dark purple official uniform with a gold seal and a purple ribbon, the robe is embroidered with crane patterns, and his appearance is extremely beautiful.
At that time, he was used to being a staff member and hadn't fully adapted to his noble status as the head of a hundred officials. The emperor sat in the hall and listened carefully to the courtiers' reports on the big and small things in various places, but he suddenly heard a few yawns.
Mu Xiu glanced at him disapprovingly, signaling him to restrain himself.
But it's useless, because there are too many people in the temple who are dissatisfied with him, and his words and deeds have long been seen by those who care
And then even more dissatisfied.
At that moment, there was an old minister who was unwilling, his face was ashen, he held a jade kui and bowed and said: "Your Majesty, this old minister dares to take a copy of the Prime Minister in front of the imperial court! Forgive me for saying it bluntly, although the Prime Minister has made great contributions to the establishment of our country in Southern Chu, the people have long been sympathetic to it." The prime minister has some complaints, but this court meeting is a major national event, and the matter reported by the veteran is the flood in Biannan, which concerns the lives and deaths of tens of millions of people. The prime minister's move is too disrespectful to the country and the people. I am afraid that the position of the head of a hundred officials will be difficult to take on."
Immediately, a courtier joined in and said: "Yes, the prime minister's move is really out of order, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take on this important task. Please learn from your Majesty!"
Mu Xiu leaned his elbows on the handle of the dragon chair and rubbed his forehead, he knew this would happen.
Song Huai'an turned to face the civil official, and felt in his heart, no wonder, since ancient times, civil and military affairs have been inconsistent.
This group of civil servants who think they control the world know how to talk about military affairs on paper in the court, talk about the country here, talk about the imperial power there, and keep saying that all the soldiers who can only march and fight but can't write poems and songs are all reckless.
There are no soldiers who fought bloody battles on the frontier, and there is a bullshit imperial power and country, and the country does not know what its surname is.
Mu Xiu said at this time: "Liang Aiqing, don't be so angry. Li Yuan's move is indeed inappropriate. I will punish him accordingly after the court meeting. Right now, I think Bian Nan's flood is more imminent."
The veteran obviously did not intend to let Song Huaian go, he said: "Thanks to His Majesty's grace, the disaster in Biannan has basically been brought under control, the number of people killed has not increased, and the local officials have even set up porridge relief sheds. Right now, the veteran still thinks that the prime minister Your Majesty's matters are more important, please give your Majesty an explanation to your ministers, and also to the people of the world, if the late Emperor is still alive, he must hope to see His Majesty's wise decision."
Even the first emperor brought it up, which means that if your majesty doesn't teach yourself a lesson in public, then you will be sorry for the late emperor's expectations if you don't teach yourself a lesson in public, and it is not as good as the late emperor's wise decision.
May I ask which emperor wants to be considered inferior to the previous monarch by officials in the court?Not even the father.
Men can't say no!
As expected, Mu Xiu's complexion sank, and his cold eyes fell on the courtier. The old courtier trembled imperceptibly, but he still stood in the middle of the hall in an admonishing posture.
However, before he could speak, Song Huaian spoke.
The little emperor of his family didn't come here to be held back by these idiots!
Song Huaian suddenly laughed, and said: "Grand Master Liang is getting older, and he has become more and more proficient at relying on the old to sell the old. If the late emperor was not satisfied with His Majesty, how could the throne still be in His Majesty's hands after thousands of sails? You are doubting the late Emperor." A wise decision? Or is there any dissatisfaction with our Majesty?"
Isn't it just a civilized quarrel?Who doesn't know how to quarrel, he knows how to quarrel
Master Liang's complexion changed immediately, and he said: "Your Excellency, be careful, the old minister's sincere heart to the late emperor and His Majesty can be learned from heaven and earth!"
Song Huaian smiled sarcastically, pointing out:
"Since you can learn from the world with your sincerity, let the world learn from it? It's just the result... then only the world will know."
"Song...you!"
Grand Master Liang was so angry that he almost suffered from asthma on the spot
After the court meeting finally ended, Mu Xiu asked someone to call Song Huaian to the apse where he was resting, and he seemed in a bad mood.
Seeing Song Huaian leisurely lying on his exclusive beauty couch and eating pastries, he jumped up and said, "Song Liyuan! Can't you pretend to show those old pedants? Why did you blatantly refute Grand Master Liang in the hall?" , Liang Hong’s family has been assisting the emperor since my imperial grandfather was in power, and the news spread that the common people must blame me for chilling the hearts of the three dynasties’ elders for you! Are you satisfied?”
Song Huaian swallowed a mouthful of pastries, his throat was so dry, the only glass of water closest to him was the tea in front of Mu Xiu.
He jumped off the couch and rushed to Mu Xiu's desk, patted the table and said, "Shui Shui Shui!"
Mu Xiu wished he could choke him to death, but he honestly handed him the tea in front of him.
Song Huaian leaned on the desk, looking at the jade-faced young man behind the desk, the corners of his lips twitched.
I can't tell him that I couldn't hold back for a while because I saw him being embarrassed, so I opened my mouth to hate that old man Liang Hong, right?
In the end, the reprimand was of course nothing.
Song Huaian woke up profusely in sweat the next morning, and smiled wryly. Unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes, he dreamed about more than ten years ago.
Because of the injury behind him, he couldn't get up for a while, and lay on the bed for a few days.
In the past few days, through the mouth of Yang Zihuo, the personal book boy, he knew that the current situation of some people in the city because of the death of Prime Minister Li Yuan can be described as...
——The whole country celebrates together!
What's even more exaggerated is that even the shops in Beijing are selling at half price, saying that God finally opened his eyes and took away the Prime Minister Li Yuan, and the shop owners are willing to reduce the price for three days to do good deeds to show their sincerity.
……
The prime minister himself couldn't laugh or cry at the behavior of these foolish people.
He looked at the serious-looking young man and asked, "What about you? What do you think of Song Liyuan?"
Yang Zihuo thought for a while: "The servant feels that the prime minister should not be as bad as the common people say. It is said that the son of the world saw the prime minister when he was young."
Song Huaian smiled slightly, and asked again: "Why do you think he might not be that bad? Because of your son?"
Yang Zihuo shook his head: "For so many years, the people have passed on the prime minister so unbearably. If it is any arbitrary, tyrannical, ruthless person in a high position, and deeply enshrined in the holy family, those who insult him among the people can be suppressed by force, but the prime minister But I never paid attention to it, and never even stopped it, I don’t think such a person is such a treacherous person.”
More than ten years ago, Mu Xiu ascended the throne as the emperor, which was what the people wanted.
And the first thing the people want to do when he ascends the throne is not to change the country's name or amnesty the world, but to confer the prime minister.
The people and the newly appointed civil and military officials were very dissatisfied with the prime minister. Lianmin wrote a lot of crimes, Xiaozhi moved with emotion and reasoned, from ethics to metaphysics.
for example what
'This person has too much killing karma and his hands are bloody, so he should not be with you for long, lest he will offend your majesty's blessing'
"This man is cruel and ruthless. It is rumored that he will not spare the old, the young, women and children, even the newborn babies. How can such a wicked person take on such a big responsibility?"
Demanding the abolition of his position as prime minister, the new emperor has always been peaceful, but only in this matter, he is domineering and will not allow anyone to peck at him. He immediately ordered the imperial guards to blow out the person who delivered the Wanmin letter on behalf of the people in Beijing. imperial city.
He expressed his position in the simplest way, and the people had no choice but to dare not challenge the authority of the emperor.
Mu Xiu never expected that he originally wanted to use a tougher method to block the mouths of Youyou for Song Huaian, but in the end it had the opposite effect
Later, there were even more outrageous rumors among the people.
'Prime Minister Li Yuan is a vixen who entrusts his life to life, bullies his subordinates and flatters his superiors, and charms the king's heart'
What the common people say is that the whole world knows that His Highness the Crown Prince has always been mild-tempered, and this time he did such a thing for the sake of the prime minister?If it's not bewitched, what else can it be?
Angry Confucians wrote articles to criticize, and the writers said that the image of Prime Minister Liyuan changed into the image of the evil ghost Yasha was killed and trampled in the book. This type of book has been very popular since its publication.
The storyteller is naturally unwilling to lag behind. Most of the Jingzhong restaurants have storytellers stationed there, and they tell stories for the entertainment of the guests when they are dining.
Once, Song Huaian was ordered by the emperor to investigate an official matter in the area of Huainan privately, and after the case was accepted.
Song Huai'an took a few soldiers to find a local characteristic big restaurant and planned to go in for a meal. After working so hard for so long, he finally closed the case, and he was going to reward these soldiers.
When several people entered the door, the storyteller was standing on the stage and was finishing the previous paragraph, taking a break to moisten his throat with saliva.
The waiter in the shop had just served a table of guests, and when he saw these people, it was as if he saw a few fine silver ingots running around. He put his handkerchief on his shoulders, and immediately came up to greet him: "Several distinguished guests, let's go! Or stay at the store?"
Song Huai'an raised his eyebrows slightly, and his phoenix eyes slightly curved: "You little girl, do you call everyone noble? I'm waiting for a martial artist, how can I be noble?"
The waiter in the shop was stunned for a while by his raised eyebrows, and soon came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Master, it is wrong to say that, of course not! But I see every day if there are not a thousand people It’s all right, just a few of you with this temperament, how can you be an ordinary person! There is absolutely no mistake! If there is a mistake, the meal fee for the young masters will be waived!”
The owner of the restaurant heard his "rhetoric words" at the counter on one side, knocked on the counter with his abacus, and said angrily: "Dabao! What are you bragging to the customers again! All the bulls in the world will let you go!" It's blown to death! You still don't invite guests in to sit in!"
After roaring, he yelled at the bustling street market at the door: "Don't miss it when you pass by! This restaurant has a new storybook of the prime minister of the dynasty! Let's talk today!"
A soldier behind him said: "My lord...how about we change to another place to eat? In fact, we don't have to eat. It doesn't matter if we rush back to Yujing to eat again. We can eat some dry food on the way."
Song Huai'an shook his head and said, "No, it's here. After all... I'm very interested in that Prime Minister's Xinhuaben."
After finishing speaking, he smiled slightly at the waiter in the shop: "Then please ask the second brother to lead us to sit."
The author has something to say: the manuscript depositor is getting thinner day by day
The application for this book has not been approved, and I am now preparing for the second application. If I fail, I will commit suicide under the pseudonym and change it to start again. Let me tell you here first.
It will probably be serialized for about a week, um
Thanks for reading 【Bow】
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