Three thousand miles in exile

Sending people to make trouble won't work, Zhou Sui is angry and anxious, and can only hope that Zhou Chan can take Liu Zhan down.

After receiving a letter from Beijiang, knowing that Liu Zhan was recruiting troops, Zhou Chan immediately summoned his subordinates to discuss matters.

Pei Gongli followed Zhou Chan back to Beijing, and the tide has risen. Now he is the fifth-rank Beijing official and serves as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. He has the most say in how to plan the northern Xinjiang.

"You come up with an idea, you can't let Liu Zhan develop unscrupulously anymore." Zhou Chan said coldly.

Pei Gong had a countermeasure in mind, so he closed the letter. "Perhaps you can ask His Majesty to decree to take back the power of Liu Zhan's governor Qi Yunshan, once and for all."

Zhou Chan pondered. It has been five months since the new emperor ascended the throne. He has wiped out the Chen family and the Lu family one after another. After that, he hibernates and does not move.

Originally, he didn't want to go too far to avoid being criticized by historians in the future, but Zhou Chan couldn't bear it, he couldn't get a grain of sand in his eyes, and he still had to control the whole of Beijiang in his own hands before he could rest assured.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Chan ordered Yushi Shen Liu Zhan to support himself, and Zhou's camp attacked and forced Emperor Wen to take back the power of Liu Zhan's governor Qi Yunshan.

The anger of the officials seemed that Liu Zhan had already committed treason.

Emperor Wen tightly pinched the dragon head on the dragon chair, feeling annoyed and angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to look directly at Zhou Chan, nor did he dare to refute.

Thinking of the coping strategies Fang Shouting taught him, Emperor Wen closed his mouth tightly and remained silent.

If the goal was not achieved, how could the Zhou clan's forces be willing to give up? There was already a hint of persecution in the words.

Just when Emperor Wen couldn't hold on.

"Ridiculous!" Da Sima Fang Shouting snorted mockingly. "Does the prime minister only rely on his mouth to convict someone?"

After the death of the first emperor, Da Sima, who had not participated in the early court, suddenly resumed the daily morning court. Da Sima did not participate in the government, but he could advise.

"Third-rank officials in frontiers, border vassals, withdraw as soon as you say, and General Qi Yun has millions of people and tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command. If he rebels, will the prime minister apologize with death?"

The ministers are afraid of Zhou Chan, but Fang Shouting is not afraid of him.

Not to mention the [-] imperial guards in the suburbs of Beijing, but Fang Shouting's prestige as the chief minister of the four dynasties, no one in the civil and military dynasties disrespected him three points.

Fang Shouting thought that he would guard the capital for Da Chu for the rest of his life and be buried with the imperial mausoleum after his death. He had no intention of meddling in the affairs of the court, but it was Zhou Chan who touched his bottom line!

A tyrant who kills the emperor is in charge of the court. If he doesn't stand up, the emperor might change his surname to Zhou!

Zhou Chan's face was ashen, he looked at the officials, all of them lowered their heads and no one dared to look at him.

If you want to take Liu Zhan, you really have to have evidence, and you have to be charged with convincing people.

When the old prime minister was in charge of the court, he was also strong and arbitrary, but Zhou Chan's actions were too arrogant, and he could do whatever he wanted based on his own selfishness.

Now that there is a great Sima standing in the court, naturally it will not be as he wants.

It didn't make sense in the early court, so Zhou Chan went to force Emperor Wen in the next court. No matter what Zhou Chan said, Emperor Wen was silent as if he was dumb.

Emperor Wen had hatred in his heart, but he was also afraid of Zhou Chan, knowing that this man could do anything in a hurry.

The jade seal is right in front of you, and if Zhou Chan takes away the seal, Emperor Wen will not stop it.

But Zhou Chan didn't dare, Fang Shouting was eyeing him, waiting for him to take him down in a legitimate way, Zhou Chan could no longer treat the current Emperor Wen like he treated Prince Rui before.

If Emperor Wen refused to agree, Zhou Chan would have nothing to do.

"Your Majesty! I did all this for you!" Zhou Chan was furious, feeling that Emperor Wen didn't understand him from the beginning to the end.

Emperor Wen knew that this matter could not be avoided, so he struggled for a long time and opened his mouth. "Liu Zhan saved my life after all..."

The experience of escaping from the woods seemed like yesterday, and Emperor Wen was grateful for the life-saving grace from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Chan choked, this matter was his greatest debt to Emperor Wen in his life, and it was also a rift between uncle and nephew that could never be bridged.

Emperor Wen couldn't be forced, and Zhou Chan didn't stop there.

Since that day, there have been thousands of memorials to impeach Liu Zhan every day, and the crimes listed are also varied.

The bedroom of the General's Mansion in Jinyang City.

"Hahahaha!!" Liu Zhan laughed for a quarter of an hour after reading the letter from the capital. "Someone actually impeached me for playing with ten male prostitutes in one night, hahaha, I laughed so hard, do you think so highly of me, then I can't grind iron pillars into embroidery needles?"

Song Fenglin was stunned for a moment before reacting and reprimanded. "No shame or shame."

The matter of coming in to resettle the refugees is gradually on track. Liu Cheng has exchanged food several times in Hanzhong, and now several porridge sheds have also opened up.

After the hectic rush of refugees arriving at the beginning, the number of refugees arriving at Luming Ferry every day has stabilized at around a thousand.

The land reclamation of new villages in Furongpingding, Bijialing to Fengweiling is in full swing.

The things in the capital, the impeachment of Liu Zhan by hundreds of officials, did not cause much disturbance between the two of them.

Liu Zhan put the letter on the candle and burned it to ashes. "Zhou Chan is cruel, merciless and cautious. Don't look at him daring to kill the king. He looks like a traitor, but he kills the king because he is afraid of death."

The Zhou family made countless enemies and was rejected by the late emperor. If Zhou Chan did not kill the king, the Zhou family would have no way to survive, but Zhou Chan was too arrogant and flamboyant, and did not hide his desire for power at all.

After June, the weather in northern Xinjiang became hotter and hotter. Song Fenglin stretched out his hand and opened the window connected to the kang bed, and there was a cool breeze for a while.

Liu Zhan pulled him into his arms and hugged him. "Currently the situation of the Zhou family is not so good. With Da Sima standing there, how could Zhou Chan want to keep his word like the old prime minister?"

"When the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will lose money. As a minister of the Zhou family, it is already too much." Song Fenglin looked at the garden outside the window, his thoughts drifted away.

Now that the Zhou family is in control, it is even more powerful than when the old prime minister. If they want to move the Zhou family at this time, it is equivalent to shaking a big tree with their bare hands.

Not yet, Song Fenglin thought to himself.

"I just hope that Zhou Chan will stir up wind and rain in the capital. As long as I give me two years, I will be able to continue to expand." Liu Zhan said his plan.

General Qi Yun is the governor of Qiyun Mountain. The southernmost boundary of Qiyun Mountain can reach the top of Furongping, and if it expands outward, it will be the Cangxia Plain.

"What do you want to do?" Song Fenglin turned to look at him.

Liu Zhan's eyes flashed with the edge of attacking the city. "I want the north of Huangchuan."

To the north of Huangchuan, isn't that the Cangxia Plain?

"It is impossible for the imperial court to make your feudal town too large." Song Fenglin said immediately.

Liu Zhan smiled, and whispered in his ear, "Who can make me spit it out after I take it down?"

This was the first time Song Fenglin felt Liu Zhan's disobedience.

Suddenly, Song Fenglin understood Liu Zhan's intentions, why he gave up the emperor's eldest grandson to Zhao Hengfu, why he was not interested in the capital and the court.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought that he would always be subdued.

Song Feng Lin's heart beat like a drum.

"Impossible, you will be reprimanded by history books, this northern Xinjiang..." Song Fenglin lost his mind for the first time.

In this world, since the fall of the Zhou Dynasty, all the heroes have come together. How many generations of emperors have lived in the thousand-year-old imperial palace in the imperial capital.

For example, Yan State, Chenliu State, and Xixia State all competed with the Emperor Shang State in their heyday.

But without exception, these princes and kings were all of orthodox origin.

Liu Zhan's situation is different.

Although he was also born in the Liu family of a big clan, whether he was relegated to a lowly nationality was considered a lowly background in the eyes of the people in the world. More importantly, he was still a foreign minister.

It will be recorded in the history books, and it will never be washed away.

Liu Zhan smiled wantonly and freely. "You can write whatever you want in the history books. If I'm dead, I don't care what the future generations think about it?"

He cared the least about these so-called reputations.

Liu Zhan looked straight into Song Fenglin's eyes and said seriously: "This year our goal is to open up 15 acres of land and expand our army to [-]. In two years, the number of troops will increase to [-]. Fenglin and Yandi are our granaries, and the Cangxia Plain is our fertile soil. "

With land, army and people, how could Liu Zhan be willing to be an uncrowned king.

Song Fenglin missed a beat and almost forgot to breathe.

At the age of six, he became a teacher of the great Confucian Zhao Hengfu and was deeply influenced by Confucianism. If the Song family hadn't been destroyed, Song Fenglin would have been the great Confucian after Zhao Hengfu.

Even after going through so many hardships, he still upholds benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety and fraternity in his heart.

Song Fenglin was in chaos for a while.

"The more chaotic the court, the better. It's not enough for Fang Shouting to compete with Zhou Chan. Zhou Chan has to ignore the northern border." Liu Zhan put his arms around the man with his left arm, and took the folding fan in Song Fenglin's hand with his right hand to play with.

"Grandpa is too passive, do you have a plan to push him, so that Mrs. Zhao can't sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

Song Fenglin remained silent for a long time. The man in front of him showed his sharpness. He no longer concealed his ambition, nor did he hide the cold-hearted side deep in his heart.

However, what occupies Song Fenglin's heart more is a series of policies to benefit the people that Liu Zhan personally drafted, such as abolishing exorbitant taxes, stabilizing prices, prohibiting forced buying and selling, and prohibiting tyrants from taking human life at will.

Four years ago, the people in northern Xinjiang were afraid of Liu Zhan's evil name, and now the people in northern Xinjiang respect Liu Zhan's sageness.

Song Fenglin already had a tendency in his heart.

What's more, this is the person he loves, even if there are mountains of swords and flames ahead, Liu Zhan is willing to accompany him if he wants to break through.

In the end, all this overshadowed the creed in Song Fenglin's heart.

It sounds absurd to want to push the Zhao family. How can they control the imperial court in the imperial capital in northern Xinjiang?

However, Song Fenglin really had a clever strategy.

"Today there is no emperor teacher."

Liu Zhan was taken aback. "Master?"

But how effective can the emperor teacher be?Song Fenglin came slowly.

"Great Sima Fang Shouting is leading the military officials of the court behind him, such as Xu Muyuan and other aristocratic families who established themselves with martial arts. The Prime Minister Zhou Chan controls the civil servants of the court, such as some trend-seeking people. There is actually a third force inside."

Song Fenglin's words are pearls. "That is the great Confucian who can command the world's students. Zhao Hengfu is a well-deserved great Confucian. He is also a civil servant of the four dynasties. His disciples are all over the world. What Zhao Hengfu lacks is only a name. If he is named the emperor teacher."

The status of the emperor's teacher is detached. If Zhao Hengfu has the name of the emperor's teacher, he will have a name to intervene in the internal and external affairs of Emperor Wen. Even the prime minister will have to respect the emperor's teacher.

More importantly, Zhou Chan could no longer control Emperor Wen in every possible way.

Liu Zhan's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Youdao is a fan of the authorities. In the chaotic game of chess in the capital, everyone focused on the Zhou family and the new military attache forces. No one ignored that there is such a shortcut that can turn things around in one step.

The name of the emperor's teacher is not only as simple as being able to assist the emperor, Zhao Hengfu also represents the world's Confucian scholars, which is equivalent to controlling the world's public opinion!

Public opinion in the world, this is what Zhou Chan fears the most!

Liu Cheng personally carried this letter with the emperor's master policy, and rushed to the imperial capital as quickly as possible.

Recently, the Zhou family has not only set their sights on Liu Zhan, but also started to target the aristocratic families who are against the Zhou family. There are endless disputes in the morning court every day, and the Zhou family has signs of reviving the unjust prison.

When Liu Cheng arrived, Zhao Hengfu was discussing countermeasures with his son Zhao Jizhang and student Lu Lingyuan.

Zhao Hengfu was so shocked that he just read the beginning of this letter from the emperor's teacher, and the hand holding the letter trembled.

It's really a word that wakes up the dreamer.

"Father, what did Fenglin say?" It was the first time Zhao Jizhang saw his old father so excited, even when he saw the emperor's eldest grandson.

"Take a look with Ling Yuan." Zhao Hengfu came over slowly and handed the letter to the two of them.

The two were equally surprised after watching it, and were also overjoyed at the same time!

"Father! This strategy is wonderful!" Zhao Jizhang was so excited that he couldn't find Bei.

Lu Lingyuan even said immediately: "Students go to ask Da Sima in person, and we must ask Da Sima to form an alliance with us! As long as Da Sima agrees, this matter will definitely happen!"

"Wait a minute, this matter has to be discussed with His Majesty." Zhao Hengfu came to his senses, this matter is very good, but it can only be pushed forward with Emperor Wen's approval.

"Your Majesty must be happy." Lu Lingyuan was not worried about Emperor Wen's attitude at all.

One must know that the eldest grandson of the emperor was raised in the Zhao residence, and Emperor Wen also clearly understood that Zhao Hengfu's heart had always been towards him. As long as Zhao Hengfu became the emperor's teacher, it would also be beneficial to Emperor Wen!

In the midsummer, the continuous rain in the capital dilutes the summer heat.

Zhao Hengfu entered the palace to see Emperor Wen, talked a few words about Emperor Ren's death, and slipped a piece of paper into Emperor Wen's hand before leaving.

There was only one sentence in the note, and it was written in green handwriting that I begged my father, Emperor Shengan, and Emperor Wen put the note in a secret box with great care.

The queen was pregnant last month, and the imperial physicians said it must be a boy, but Emperor Wen was not very happy. This is Zhou Chan's eldest son, not his.

Thinking of the eldest son who was living outside, the hatred in Emperor Wen's heart surged again. He remembered Da Sima's suggestion and registered the emperor's teacher to compete with Zhou Chan.

Emperor Wen naturally agreed with this matter very much, but when he thought of how angry Zhou Chan was after the incident, he hesitated.

But thinking of his son and himself, Emperor Wen finally made up his mind.

In the early court, all the officials knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, and then lined up on the left and right. Zhou Chan was about to preside over the court meeting when Emperor Wen suddenly stood up.

"I want to set up the emperor's teacher, and the ministers can choose someone to recommend."

Zhou Chan froze for a moment, but didn't react.

It happened so suddenly that the civil servants of Zhou's faction didn't react. Before they figured out the meaning behind it, Lu Lingyuan, who had been waiting for a long time, had already appeared.

"Report to Your Majesty, Zhao Hengfu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, is a great Confucian in the world, admired by all the students in the world, and deserves the important responsibility of the emperor's teacher!"

After Lu Lingyuan finished speaking, Xu Muyuan came out again.

"Your Majesty seconded the proposal! Your Majesty, please enshrine the emperor's teacher, rectify the law of the country, help the great reunification, and strengthen the world!"

Looking back, Zhou Chan's face changed when he heard that, and he immediately glared at Emperor Wen, who dared not look away from him.

Amidst the flashes of lightning, Zhou Chan was shocked to find that she couldn't refute it.

Zhao Hengfu is really famous!

Zhao Hengfu was a great Confucianist in the four dynasties, and his great fame could command the students all over the world. When the Zhou family was in full swing, they didn't dare to touch him, but just left him in the position of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

Now that Emperor Wen took the initiative to ask for the canonization of the emperor's teacher, if Zhao Hengfu refused to accept it, whoever dared to surpass him to become the emperor's teacher would not be afraid of being ridiculed by the students all over the world.

If Zhou Chan stood up against Emperor Wen's canonization of Zhao Hengfu as the emperor's teacher, the Confucian scholars in the imperial capital would completely scold the prime minister's mansion the next day, and even Confucian scholars all over the world would scold Zhou's ancestors thoroughly.

The census of the emperor's teacher is the golden mouth opened by Emperor Wen, and the name is justified.

The great Confucian Zhao Hengfu, a famous minister of Qingliu, deserves the name of the emperor's teacher.

There is no solution to this matter.

"The great Confucian Zhao Hengfu deserves the title of Emperor Teacher!" Fang Shouting said with a final word.

The civil servants looked at each other, unable to refute, and even hesitated whether to second or not.

Zhou Chan's blood surged up.

What he saw was a deeper level, and he was shocked to find that he had overlooked a very important point, when did Fang Shouting, Zhao Hengfu, and Xu Muyuan actually unite together.

"Since all the ministers have no objection, I will regard Zhao Hengfu as the emperor's teacher." Emperor Wen was excited, knowing that this was the first time he had won against Zhou Chan!

On the same day, Emperor Wen ordered Zhao Hengfu to be the emperor's teacher, and ordered the Ministry of Rites to choose an auspicious day to perform the ceremony of apprenticeship.

Emperor Wen regarded great Confucianism as his emperor's teacher, and it was soon spread as a good story by Confucian scholars all over the world, and Emperor Wen also won a good reputation for accepting sages.

At the same time, subtle changes have taken place in the imperial court.

Those aristocratic families that had been dormant and neutral all leaned towards Zhao Hengfu, and the aristocratic families that were originally opposed to the Zhou family also followed the emperor's teacher.

In a short period of time, Zhao Hengfu gathered the third force in the court, known as the Emperor's Party.

The Zhou family already had a great Sima as a constraint, but now there is another emperor teacher, it can be said that everything is not going well.

In the prime minister's mansion, Zhou Chan killed several counselors one after another in order to vent his anger. Zhou's confidant ministers knelt on the ground and trembled, and there was Pei Gongli.

Zhou Chan's pursuit of power is almost paranoid. He wants to control the court, the emperor, the northern border, and everything. In today's world, who can control everything except the emperor?At this time, Zhou Chan was already somewhat insane.