Lang Jun is coming

After leaving Beijing for many days, the wind and rain in the capital must not blow to Shunchang Mansion for the time being.Today's Huaijing is impetuous under the clouds.

Although the officials offered sacrifices to pray for rain, there was still no movement.

In fact, since ancient times, few emperors who have prayed for rain have fulfilled their wish. Most of them just went through the motions to show their attitude. However, it is a bit intriguing to put it in the current Heng Dynasty, where the dispute between the old and the new party is fierce.

Open the sea, lay off officials, take over the right to cast military weapons from the local area, and return the military power to the Privy Council.Pei Lian and others continued to reform the system, and the old party suffered repeated defeats.Not many days later, a rumor spread quietly among the court and the people.

"Recently, have you heard rumors in the Imperial College?"

Even if there is an ice mirror in the room to cool off the heat, the sound of cicadas outside still makes people irritated.Liu Hanqiu brought a bowl of cut ice fruit to Zheng Chuiying, and casually raised his mouth.

Zheng Chuiying froze, then quickly relaxed his brows, took the ice fruit and held it in his hand, he was not in a hurry to eat it, he just felt the coldness through the bowl.

"The drought is caused by the new party's misbehavior and the anger of the heavens?"

As soon as he spoke, he received the teacher's admonishing eyes, and he didn't dare to say more.

Liu Hanqiu picked a lychee that had been peeled and pitted and put it in his mouth. He realized that he was getting old and had a toothache from the cold, so he didn't want to eat ice fruit.He carefully recalled the behavior and behavior of each old party official, and said slowly: "It seems that rumors have also reached you."

The rumors about the drought started after the officials offered sacrifices.I don't know what the people behind it want to do, but the purpose of the rumors is to point directly at the new party.

It can't be said that the government's insistence on changing the ancestral system has caused resentment, so it will start from the new party. It makes no difference anyway.Everyone knows that the source of the new party's power is officials.

Lu Shijue?

No, it's not.

Silently denying it in his heart, Liu Hanqiu thought it through thoroughly.This person has always acted according to his wind direction, he is more careful than others, and he is cautious in every step, so it is impossible to act rashly.

Zhao Yanchen?

Thinking of a second name, Liu Hanqiu immediately denied it.Apart from the differences in party affiliation, the most respected person in the court is upright. If he really takes action, he will impeach the new party crazily and aboveboard, and never disdain to behave like a villain.

The pillars of the two old parties have been rejected one by one, and the thinking has fallen into a dead end.Liu Hanqiu simply stopped thinking about it for the time being, and instead reminded the students, "Since the rumor has reached the Imperial College, you can listen to it, don't take it to heart, and don't discuss it. This matter involves old and new party disputes, and it is not something you can get involved in."

Zheng Chuiying's heart was beating like a drum, but his face was calm, and he responded lightly: "I listen to the teacher."

At night, it was no longer as hot as daylight, and the big candlelight illuminated the meeting hall of the third division, and there were three silhouettes printed on the plain white window paper.

A bamboo ruler tapped Dingzhou on the large scale map on the table, and Pei Lian said with his hands behind his back: "Dingzhou is a big place, but there are few people. The soldiers who have been laid off can get money and settle here."

Meng Ruanqing sat on a three-legged elm wooden stool, leaned over to look, frowned and asked, "Would they be willing to leave their homes and stay in Dingzhou?"

The north of Dingzhou is Yuguan, which is indeed sparsely populated, but it is not easy to place old and weak soldiers cut off from the armies of various states here.

"Brother Yizhi is right." Song Yiqing smiled, and circled Daxing and Dingzhou with a cinnabar pen, "But this is a way to turn Dingzhou into the territory of the Heng Dynasty from the outside to the inside. Yiqing Brother, do you still remember how Dingzhou came here?"

The source of Dingzhou, Daheng is known to everyone.This kind of question is not a problem, Meng Ruanqing immediately replied: "When Taizu was in power, the great act of self-protection was offered to us."

He didn't quite understand why Dingzhou was clearly already part of the territory of the Heng Dynasty, so why should it be abandoned.Until he was awakened by Pei Lian's words.

"It's ours, but it's sparsely populated. Most of the land in Dingzhou is barren. Everyone still remembers that Dingzhou used to be a big city."

When he was in court, he argued with the old party about disarmament and talked for a long time. After the court, Pei Lian sat in the meeting hall of the third division before he had time to change his official robes. Subsequent reforms are proposed.

To get rid of the current disarmament, there is also the removal of special performances; the stratification of the Imperial College;

The three-foot-long detailed content is so eloquent that my wrist hurts from writing.

Pei Lian threw the bamboo ruler to clear Meng Ruanqing's confusion. His dark eyes were deep and dangerous.

"Only when the land of Dingzhou is reclaimed and cultivated by the people of the Heng Dynasty, and lived for generations, can Dingzhou truly be regarded as the territory of Daheng. Children and grandchildren will always forget the origin of Dingzhou. The defenders are the hard knife to defend Dingzhou , but this is a soft knife."

There is no need to sway the soft knife that spills the blood of generals and soldiers.