"Your Majesty, Mr. Zaifu, you are already waiting outside the imperial study."
Reported by Wei Zhonghe.
In Emperor Yan's eyes, a look of exhaustion flashed.
Get out of the carriage,
Zhao Jiulang stood there, just looking at Emperor Yan, without saluting.
With the support of Wei Zhonghe, Emperor Yan came to this side.
When the distance between the two sides reached a certain level, Zhao Jiulang sighed and knelt down:
"My lord, long live my emperor."
Emperor Yan opened his mouth and said;
"I thought Mr. Zaifu would take off his official hat first and put it aside."
"I would like to, but I, Dayan, am not a big boss after all, and I don't have the ethos of hanging up the crown and throwing down the pick."
"yes."
Emperor Yan nodded and walked into the imperial study.
Zhao Jiulang got up and followed him in.
Emperor Yan sat on the head,
Zhao Jiulang knelt down below.
Whether it is the emperor Yan in this imperial study or the prince supervising the country here, the majestic prime minister has a seat, but he did not sit.
Wei Zhonghe stood inside, and didn't take the initiative to ask Mr. Zaifu to sit down.
"Your Majesty."
Zhao Jiulang spoke.
This is a very familiar scene to Emperor Yan;
Many courtiers began to use "morals", "rules", "rituals" and "all peoples".
Will start in this way.
Originally, Zhao Jiulang didn't know how to do it. As the prime minister, he was supposed to be the leader of the bureaucratic group in the court to check and balance the imperial power, but in the years since Emperor Yan ascended the throne, he never took the lead in disobeying the will of Emperor Yan;
Even if the government and the public gave him a joke about the mud-bodied chief minister of the prime minister, he didn't care.
But today,
it's here,
he,
here we go.
Although he hasn't spoken yet, Emperor Yan already knows what he is going to say.
Emperor Yan, after all, is still Emperor Yan, when he is sitting in the imperial study, sitting on this chair, he is like the eyes behind the candles, while all the officials are trembling dolls among the candles.
at the same time,
Emperor Yan also knew why Zhao Jiulang dared to do it for the first time at this time;
because,
he,
Ji Runhao,
old.
Not talking about age, but coming out of the back garden this time has almost declared the emperor's lifespan, and has entered a countdown in a real sense.
A young and vigorous Emperor Yan,
He can change his prime minister at will, and as long as he shows the slightest sign of disobedience, he can stand aside, check and balance, or even send him away from afar.
but,
The aged emperor,
When faced with this situation,
Apart from compromise, all he had left was compromise.
He is back, back to his own center of power, but he is no longer the Ninety-Five Sovereign who kills and kills. He knows, and so do his courtiers, that his time is running out.
Relatively speaking,
Now it is the turn of the aging emperor to hope to preserve the stability of the entire court in an orderly manner, so as to pass it on to his descendants.
"Your Majesty, the country's major issues are related to the safety of the country. An Neng is so casual, An Neng is so trifling, An Neng so!"
Zhao Jiulang "Long song should cry".
Emperor Yan smiled,
This look,
This tone,
This gesture,
Yes, yes, as expected of Zaifu, who was promoted all the way up, the tricks that officials would play, Zhao Jiulang, can actually play better and be more devoted.
Between the monarch and his ministers,
no debate,
Because they are too familiar with each other, so familiar with all the arguments, once they go through in their own minds, they can almost imagine the other party's immediate reaction;
Therefore, there is no need to speak out at all, and it will save trouble for each other.
But because it was too fast, it was a bit too thin, but Zaifu still controlled his emotions very well.
He didn't take off his hat,
Instead, he untied his official uniform,
bared his arms,
even,
He also reached out to his chest and patted it.
"Your Majesty, the minister did not bring the coffin.??, the stability of the country and the country is not as important as a person's dragon chair. "
"I'm becoming a father."
"Okay, you can shut up now."
"The father of three children."
"I want to go to the East Palace."
"Maybe I will continue to be the father of more children in the future."
"I'm going to seek refuge with the prince."
"Hahahahaha." Ji Chengjue spread out his hands and placed them in front of Zheng Fan, "I want that chair, I must, I swear to you, you help me, I will help you.
Let's not say that we don't owe each other, just pretend that we trust each other again like we did in the desert back then. I really like that feeling.
This big swallow,
This Yanjing City,
There are not many people who are more important than you, Ping Xihou. "
"Don't talk too much." Zheng Fan stared into Ji Chengjue's eyes very seriously, "Ugly words, I'll say it first, high-five the oath, it's simple, but after I help you, if you dare to forget you because of the different position today's oath;
sorry,
I will be very angry.
By the time,
Even if you, Ji Laoliu, sit on that dragon chair,
Unless you kill me in Yanjing City,
Once I am allowed to leave the capital alive,
I will do whatever it takes to ruin your world and kill your whole family.
I don't like the drama of being betrayed after trusting a friend, it's too vulgar, too boring, and too sympathetic. "
After speaking,
Lord Zheng Hou spread his palms;
Ji Chengjue scolded with a smile: "Your surname is Zheng, don't look down on me, I was also in the rivers and lakes back then, go to Nan'an County to inquire about the reputation of my hero Yan Xiaoliu!
In this lifetime,
I always have to think about it, why people are so crazy, this life is interesting.
surnamed Zheng,
I followed! "
After speaking,
Ji Chengjue took the initiative to high-five Zheng Fan.
"Snapped!"
After high five,
Both parties quickly sat down.
Ji Chengjue said:
"The relationship between the father and the two lords can be described as being in constant severance and chaos. Xiaoqi's ascendancy is the safest way to make the family harmonious. At least, it will continue to be harmonious in the past few years."
Zheng Fan said; "But the two princes want to watch the excitement."
Paused,
Zheng Fan added, "Or, in their eyes, only by moving a knife can they be really quiet."
"They don't want to set the foundation of the country, but want to see our brothers kill each other." Ji Chengjue said.
"Soyou can't hesitate anymore, it's time to make a move."
"No." Ji Chengjue shook his head, "It's time to use the knife, since the elders want to see the younger generation fight, then I, Yan Xiaoliu, will make a fool of myself.
Tomorrow the eldest brother will return to Beijing, and there will be a banquet in the palace. Since the two kings and two princes are gathered together, then the day after tomorrow, the father will definitely hold a grand court meeting. My first stab will be at the grand court meeting.
You, just wait and see the next good show. "
"Wait and see."
"Don't worry, I won't disappoint you."
"Yes." Zheng Fan nodded.
Ji Chengjue stood up,
Pick up the brush and dip it in ink,
On the paper in front of you,
wrote eight words:
"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor's Edict"
"What's the matter, is your heart itchy?" Zheng Fan asked, "I can accompany you to think about posthumous names while there is still some time."
Ji Laoliu blew two breaths on the paper in front of him,
road:
"Actually, it's quite boring."
"what happened again?"
"Next, you will see that if the father and the others don't make a move, it won't matter if I beat those brothers."