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The little eunuch moved the newly presented stack of memorials to the table, Zhao Heng looked up and couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as he stood up, Qin Duan who was sitting next to him asked, "Where is Prime Minister Zhao going?"

"I'm getting old and tired from sitting for a long time, so I just stood up and walked around." Zhao Heng glanced at him and said, "Brother Zhengping is in good health, why don't you just review a few more papers, which can be considered as a relief for His Majesty."

Qin Duan smiled and said: "It is a blessing to be a courtier to be able to serve His Majesty, but the few of us work together and take on important responsibilities, so naturally we have to perform our duties and supervise each other so that His Majesty can rest assured. I dare not monopolize the power .”

After speaking, he looked at the old prince who was dozing aside, and called out: "Prince Xian, do you think so?"

King Xian was a well-known playboy in Kyoto when he was young. He never cared about the government and just wanted to be a rich and idle person. Later, as he got older, he gradually calmed down. However, he was still not interested in the government and found a vain job.

Now that he is the chief official of the Nei Zhang Division, he was pushed up by Jiang Zhao's imperial decree. He doesn't expect him to make any achievements, but his status is there, and it is most appropriate to go to town for a place.

He didn't have to deal with the memorial, he just drank tea and read a book when he was free, and took a nap when he was sleepy, no one blamed him anyway.

He was already drowsy, but Qin Duan called his name suddenly, Xian Wang was also very frightened, before he understood what he was talking about, he responded indiscriminately: "Yes, yes, you are right. "

Qin Duan looked at Zhao Hengze again, and spread his hands at him, looking innocent.

Zhao Heng held his breath, and could only sit back in his original position, and looked at the memorial again, frowning tightly.

At this moment, Lu Cangyu came from outside the hall, first saluted the virtuous king, and then looked at the important ministers who were reviewing the memorial, "My lords have worked hard, today there is an important note, just in time for your majesty to call, I can pass it on to you."

Recently, Jiang Zhao has let go and is willing to meet people, but there is no order not to have an audience, and officials are still not allowed to order women to visit on their own, and they can only go to Xihe Palace to meet the saint after she makes an order.

And now the only one who has received grace is Marshal Lu.

Zhao Heng said: "Although your majesty needs rest, it is not a serious illness after all. It has been more than half a month now, and it must be almost recovered. May I ask Marshal Lu, when will your majesty return to court? A long-term solution."

Lu Cangyu looked at him, and said calmly: "Your Majesty has his own rules and regulations, and the Eucharist is the most important thing, so I dare not persuade you.

Moreover, you sit here and have solved a lot of troubles for His Majesty, and you haven't made any mistakes recently, which is enough to prove your ability to govern the country, so why force His Majesty to be diligent?Isn't she just sick because she is like this now? "

"Shuai Lu's words are wrong." Zhao Heng retorted: "You are His Majesty's uncle, and there is nothing to blame for feeling sorry for His Majesty, but Your Majesty is the monarch of the world after all, and he is the king of the world. Don't care?"

Hearing this, Lu Cangyu was a little displeased, and said coldly: "Master Zhao is too serious. I heard that when the late emperor was in court, he would stop and rest every few days and ignore the government affairs. Advise him to put the world's people first. How come you can't stand it now that you've just recuperated behind closed doors for a few days?"

"Grand Marshal, don't misinterpret my meaning." Zhao Heng blushed and argued, "I just thought that some things still need to be decided by His Majesty himself. Just judging from the memorial, I still can't generalize."

Lu Cangyu didn't speak, but Qin Duan opened his mouth and asked: "What is Zhao Xiang talking about? Is it your nephew who trampled on his horse in the street and broke his leg, or your disciples boldly presumptuous? I only know that you, the Zhao family, Don't even pay attention to the royal family?

And today's memorial, I haven't had time to ask you, Shen Xiuyan sued Zhao Zhiyao, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, for not being strict in teaching his children, disregarding human life, and presenting a blood letter from Song Yi, the father of Song Yuniang, the daughter of Song Yuniang, who died unjustly. The people decide. "

He threw the memorial in front of Zhao Hengze, and said word by word: "What does Prime Minister Zhao think about this matter?"

Zhao Heng picked up the memorial with trembling hands and read it hastily as if he had been slapped in the face. He said in disbelief, "This... When did this happen, does Shen Xiuyan have evidence?"

"It seems that Zhao Xiang didn't know about it. It's no wonder. After all, Zhao Shangshu loves his son very much. He should have settled everything properly. Why would he bother Zhao Xiang? As for the evidence, since Shen Xiuyan dared to write a letter, do you think there is any evidence? Woolen cloth?"

As Qin Duan said, he took the memorial back from Zhao Hengze's hand, and said to him: "Mr. Zhao, I know that you intend to lead by example, and you don't dare to be selfish in the Nei Zhang Division, so I want His Majesty to come forward. I will explain all the problems for you, and then you can operate it, it will be much more comfortable than mending holes everywhere."

"Actually, selfishness is unavoidable, but whether it was enclosing land to harass the people, or boldly arrogating, it is always a relative or foreign relationship. If you really don't care, no one can control you."

"But Zhao Zhiyao is your parent and son, and Zhao Chengxu is your grandson. The father and son deceived each other and treated human life like nothing. They dared to rob witnesses in front of Jingzhao Yin's Yamen, and chased them all the way. Is there any law in their eyes? gone?"

"Zhao Hengze, do you want to leave this matter to His Majesty?"

Qin Duan was upright and had a deep voice. Every time he asked a question, Zhao Hengze's face paled.

He slumped on the chair and watched Qin Duan hand over the memorial to Lu Cangyu. The latter opened it and flipped through it, sneered at him, and said, "Master Zuo, you have been an official for forty years, and you are an extremely human minister." , Naturally, you should have a longer-term vision than anyone else, knowing how to gather power and control Chao Gang, why didn't you teach your children and grandchildren well?"

After speaking, Lu Cangyu looked at him with some pity, turned around with the memorial and was about to leave.

Zhao Heng yelled: "Marshal, stay!"

He hurriedly stood up and walked in front of Lu Cangyu, his face ashen ashes, and his words were mournful: "Marshal Lu, I ask myself, although I have selfish intentions these years, I have never conspired against you. Learn ah Generalissimo!

I'm getting old, some things can be let go, some things can't let go, you can't force me to make a choice. "

"What do you mean?" Lu Cangyu glared, absolute coercion erupted from his not-so-burly body, which was the capital he brought to himself with the long-spear and sword for 20 years of fighting, almost with silk The smell of blood.

He looked at the old man standing in front of him, clenched his fists and asked him, "Are you threatening me?"

Zhao Heng was sweating like rain, and took a few steps back to support the edge of the table next to him so that he would not stand still. Lu Cangyu looked at him with a strong mockery, "You keep calling me Marshal Lu, but it's like I forgot how I got this name.

Of course I know that you are loyal, otherwise, how could I leave you to control the government and make it difficult for His Majesty, but once you are disobedient, you will definitely become the ghost of my sword, not to mention Your Majesty, even the late emperor is still alive. you! "

Although Lu Cangyu doesn't look burly, he is a real warrior who has come out of the battlefield. When he was young, the late emperor was afraid of him, and after marrying his sister, he didn't give up sending him to the border.

Although he has indeed kept a low profile in recent years, it is also because his niece is sitting on the dragon chair, and he is unwilling to touch the imperial power. This does not mean that his bones are weak, and he can be threatened and intimidated at will.

"I will present this memorial to His Majesty intact, as for how Your Majesty will deal with it, that is not my concern.

At the same time, I want to return that sentence to Zhao Xiang, you are getting older now, what you can let go of and what you can't let go, you should think about it yourself. "

Lu Cangyu put away her ferocity, glanced at Zhao Hengze quite calmly, and strode away from Neizhangsi, leaving several ministers with different thoughts looking at each other, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.

When Lu Cangyu went to Xihe Palace to meet her, Jiang Zhao was dragging Xie Jin to help her deal with the memorial.

She met Xie Jin when she was young, and from then on she had a relationship. When Xie Jin treated her as a poor little girl, he thought she was illiterate, so he specially helped her enlighten her and gave her the Four Treasures of the Study, which is based on Jiang Zhao's later font, and brought some Xie Jin. shadow.

And Xie Jin came from a good background, good at poetry, proficient in women, and a veritable lady of the family. She was already good at copying, and it was easy to learn Jiang Zhao's characters. Even Gao Sheng'an couldn't tell the difference without looking carefully.

Last time in the Imperial Study Room, Jiang Zhao fell asleep lying on her lap. After waking up, he saw Xie Jin sorting out the memorials for her, and vaguely came up with some ideas. Now that he has the opportunity, he can't wait to realize it.

Xie Jin was reluctant at first, but couldn't bear Jiang Zhao's difficulty. He said a lot of good things under various excuses, and even used all kinds of tricks to pretend to be weak and miserable. Finally, he coaxed her to pick up a pen and really reviewed a book for her. Replay chapter.

In the beginning, Jiang Zhao dictated the narration, and Xie Jin just listened to it. Later, Jiang Zhao began to try to ask her for her opinion, and found that there were merits. The two gradually formed a conversation, discussed and discussed with each other, and worked together to deal with it.

After Lu Cangyu arrived, Jiang Zhao didn't let Xie Jin avoid him, and Lu Cangyu didn't care which court lady beside her was favored, so he presented the memorial in his hand, and told what happened in Nei Zhangsi just now.

Jiang Zhao pressed the memorial and didn't read it. Hearing Lu Cangyu's description of Zhao Hengze's reaction, he couldn't help laughing and said, "He's used to being pampered. How could he go through such threats? Uncle, don't frighten him."

Lu Cangyu said: "Your Majesty, why are you still thinking about him? I only knew that he was greedy for power and power, but I didn't expect that he has reached this point and even threatened me.

If he had known this earlier, His Majesty should have directly liquidated him after he ascended the throne. How could they let their surname Zhao be so arrogant and domineering to this day? "

"Uncle's thinking is too simple." Jiang Zhao shook his head and sighed softly: "The Zhao family is not going down, there are indeed disputes, but if the Zhao family really goes down, I will be hurt even more.

Zhao Heng has been an official for forty years. He has been working hard since his grandfather's time. It has flourished since his father's time. When I succeeded to the throne, half of the court has been overthrown. How can he be easily moved? "

Lu Cangyu is a martial artist, so naturally he couldn't think so thoroughly. Hearing Jiang Zhao's explanation, Fang felt something tricky, so he frowned and asked, "According to your majesty's wishes, don't you want to touch him anymore?"

"It's not that I can't move, it's just that the time hasn't come yet." Jiang Zhao smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, uncle, since I have already started to move him, I will never give up halfway. Now I just give him a beating first, let him think clearly, and at the same time It is also the time I have left for myself, after everything is arranged, he will no longer be able to choose."

Lu Cangyu was slightly stunned, and said in a low voice: "It turns out that His Majesty had planned it long ago, so that's fine."

There was a gratifying smile on his face, and he ignored the courtesy of the emperor and his ministers for the time being. He went forward and patted Jiang Zhao on the shoulder, and said in a warm voice: "Your Majesty really has the legacy of Emperor Taizong, the model of a wise emperor, and I think the late emperor will be under Jiuquan. Very pleased."

Hearing him mention the late emperor, the smile on Jiang Zhao's face gradually dissipated, but he didn't refute it.

Lu Cangyu suddenly said again: "Listen to what Your Majesty just said, for Zhao Hengze, you can't use the power of thunder for the time being. That minister has a suggestion. Your Majesty will see if it is feasible."

"It's what uncle said, and I'm all ears." Jiang Zhao straightened his face and looked at Lu Cangyu.

"A few days ago, I invited a few old ministries to go on a cruise to drink, and I happened to meet someone." Lu Cangyu thought about it a little, and said slowly: "It's the Tanhua Lang handpicked by His Majesty, and it is said that he is also one of Zhao Hengze's most valued grandchildren." .”

Jiang Zhao understood who it was, but didn't know what Lu Cangyu was going to say, so he frowned slightly and said, "It's Zhao Chengming?"

Lu Cangyu nodded, "It's him. When he saw me, he came up to greet me. His expression seemed rather eager, so I blocked the left and right and led him to question.

He said that His Majesty has been away from court for a long time and refused to see everyone, which made him very worried, so he asked his ministers about His Majesty's recent situation, and by the way, he said some heartfelt words to his ministers, which was very touching. "

Jiang Zhao's expression had completely turned cold, he turned around and took a cup of warm tea, took a sip, and said lightly: "Everyone knows that I have always trusted and relied on my uncle, so they all want to deal with me from my uncle, the Yuan family This is true, and so is the Zhao family, but I have already listened to uncle once, what advice does uncle want to give me this time?"

Lu Cangyu said: "It's not appropriate to deal with these two words. Your Majesty said that, it seems that I have the heart of disobedience."

"I don't mean that." Jiang Zhao shook his head, still turning his back to Lu Cangyu.

Lu Cangyu saw her dissatisfaction, and said: "I just said it just now, it's just a suggestion for His Majesty. As for whether it is feasible or not, His Majesty has to decide for himself. I dare not influence His Majesty."

Seeing that Jiang Zhao didn't respond, he continued to speak: "Zhao Chengming is interested in His Majesty, and in my opinion, it doesn't seem like a fraud, and it's not a bad thing.

Since he valued the affection of his sons and daughters, His Majesty might as well help him, even if he didn't care much about him, he just took him into the palace and put it up, and sealed him with any position, making him a pawn to restrain and appease the Zhao family.

When the time is right, when the Zhao family falls, isn't it up to His Majesty to decide his final destination? "

Lu Cangyu thought very simply. After all, from ancient times to the present, there has always been an inseparable connection between the former court and the rear palace. He just drew a ladle from the gourd. Anyway, Zhao Chengming sent it to the door by himself, so it was not for nothing.

Besides, Jiang Zhao is now grown up, sooner or later he will be admitted to the harem, sooner or later, one more person and one less person, from Lu Cangyu's point of view, it is indeed not a big problem worth entangled with.

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