The sun was just right today, and outside the Huangji Palace under the warm sun, Jia Cong looked at the Supreme Emperor Liu Ji who was masturbating with his cat.
I saw Liu Ji sitting on a futon with a golden sword, playing with his powerful general with a "cat stick" inlaid with various gems and tied with red silk.
The golden gradient layer of the tattoo has obviously grown a bit, and he lies on the ground with his belly exposed, letting the Supreme Emperor rub his soft belly.
Jia Cong squatted down and tried to move closer to Jin Jianbei. The moment he reached out his hand, Jin Jianbei let out a roaring warning sound in his throat.
He had to retract his hand in embarrassment and continued to look hot...
When will my cat be able to have a golden gradient like this?
Liu Ji smiled and handed the cat-catching stick to Jia Cong. Jin Jianping's eyes never left the red silk flower ball on the cat-catching stick. After Jia Cong took it, he pounced on him, knocked him down, and got into Jia Cong's arms to continue playing...
Dai Quan hurriedly stepped forward and found that Jin Jianpei neither showed his claws nor bitten with his teeth. He just sniffed Jia Cong's body and then rubbed his head here and there. He was relieved.
When Jia Cong got up with the big cat in his arms, he sat on the futon next to the Supreme Emperor and dutifully acted as a temporary shit shoveler.
Liu Ji waved his hand, and Dai Quan drove all the nearby palace people away with understanding. He looked at the Dragon Head Palace, which was filled with golden light, and a sense of loneliness emerged in his eyes.
"Jia Cong, do you think the fourth child is already discussing with your father and others how to get rid of the Zhen family?"
Jia Cong paused for a moment while shaking the cat-teasing stick, and then nodded truthfully: "Actually, my second brother sent someone to deliver the news two days ago. The Zhen family deliberately blocked the news that the old lady was critically ill..."
"You also sent several boxes of gold and silver to your grandmother, right?"
Liu Ji sneered and said: "Among the Zhen family, only Grandma can see through the world, and none of her children and grandchildren are smart. The one who can protect the Zhen family is not Grandma, but me! Unfortunately, the Zhen family has no one who can protect me. loyalty!"
As he spoke, his big hands covered Jia Cong's head, rubbed it and sighed: "You are a good boy, and your father is loyal to me."
Jia Cong hesitated again and again, and asked tentatively: "Does the sage intend to protect the Zhen family? Jinling's surname is Zhen..."
hehe……
Liu Ji sneered and said, "Jinling has always been named Liu, do you really think that Prince Wu's palace is just a living thing?"
Hearing Liu Ji's rhetorical question and answer, Jia Cong recalled the heroic feat of King Wu Liu Chen who bombarded the academy and bombarded Jinling City. Behind the emotional King Wu Liu Chen was the Supreme Emperor!
"I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this test. The Zhen family should be transferred out of Jinling."
The Emperor's idea is indeed the best way to deal with the situation. This move will indeed make the Zhen family completely lose all their power, but it is also the only way to save their lives.
Can……
Jia Cong shook his head and reminded in a low voice: "What about King Zhongxin? He and the Zhen family will definitely not give up here."
Liu Ji said sadly: "That's the fourth child's business. After I die, the life or death of the Zhen family will be decided by him!"
"Sage Master Ryoma has the spirit to live another twenty or thirty years without any problem. I am still waiting for Master Saint to give my son a title and a title!"
This is not to flatter Jia Cong, he sincerely hopes that the old emperor will live for a few more years. With him here, Daxia will be like a needle that fixes the sea, and he, Jia Cong, will also be able to wander around for a few more years.
….
Liu Ji saw the sincerity in Jia Cong's eyes. He touched his head happily, and the loneliness on his face disappeared a bit.
He laughed loudly, rubbed Jia Cong's hair and said, "If I live another twenty or thirty years, my fourth brother won't be vomited to death? I'd better go underground and meet my old brothers as soon as possible!"
Jia Cong shook his head in disapproval: "Your Majesty may occasionally be rebellious because of your control, but he definitely doesn't want you to leave early. There is a huge difference between having a father to protect him and crossing the river by feeling stones on his own. .Dai Gong, do you think so?"
Dai Quan, who was sweating at the side, heard Jia Cong's response and immediately nodded and said: "That's what little Jia Lang said! Saint, since the emperor took charge of the government, he has paid homage once every three days and bowed once every five days. Isn't that what he said?"
Shall I learn from you how to govern the country? Without you, the emperor would have been fooled by those courtiers. "
Liu Ji looked at the two people who were comforting him, and chuckled nonchalantly: "Really? Maybe."
…
"Your Majesty, the only person who can decide the life or death of the Zhen family is a saint or an old man. Don't be impulsive!"
The emperor was impatient again, and impatient people are often prone to making big mistakes.
Jia Jing had to persuade him: "In the past, when the saint's wife came out of the palace to support her, the saint once said that this is an old man in my family. Until the saint speaks, the Zhen family cannot move. At least, your majesty cannot mention this matter."
Jia She also held up his hands and said, "Brother is right..."
Following Jia Jing's advice, the excitement on Liu Heng's face gradually disappeared, replaced by unwillingness and irritability.
Xu Jin boldly said and asked: "The Master said: 'When the father is alive, observe his ambitions. When the father is gone, observe his actions. If you have not changed your father's ways for three years, you can be called filial.' The saint is still there. Your Majesty is so eager to deal with the Zhen family, what does the saint think?"
After being poured cold water on him twice in a row, Liu Heng's impatience finally cooled down a bit.
Especially Xu Jin's last rhetorical question sent shivers down his spine.
Today, I almost made a big mistake!
Since taking office a year ago, Liu Heng finally felt the difficulty of governing the country. As he encountered more and more problems, he went to the Dragon Head Palace more often.
The Emperor's attitude towards him has also changed a lot. Not only did he teach him how to deal with it, but he also gradually handed over power to him. Now, except for Habayashi Lang, the power of the Beijing camp has been completely let go to him.
The relationship between father and son became more harmonious. Seeing that Longshou Palace was a little desolate, he specifically mentioned that he wanted his two princes to be sent to Longshou Palace to be taught by the Supreme Emperor himself...
"I'm really dizzy!"
"Your Majesty, you are too impatient."
Xu Jin took the opportunity to persuade: "In the matter of clearing the land, I have said before that we must first rectify the administration and recruit talents before we can implement the new policies. If you are floating and hanging alone, it may seem like a storm, but it will not have half the effect."
Liu Heng couldn't help but blush and waved his hands impatiently: "Xu Qing, there is no need to discuss this matter again. Since I have already made the decree, do I have to change it day and night?"
Xu Jin bowed and said, "I have no intention of doing so. Your Majesty has already alerted the snakes hiding in the grass. You might as well take this opportunity to make a big fuss... I think that Beijing Police is a good choice."
The method of inspection is that in the sixth year of Beijing officialdom, at the age of Si and Hai, those with grades above the fourth rank will be sent to the superiors, and those below the fifth rank will be promoted to official positions, demoted to demoted positions, and those who will serve the people in leisure time will have a difference. Jingcha.
….
The disputes in the court are nothing more than the disputes between king and ministers, between ministers and ministers, and between subjects.
An imperial edict to clear the land of the father-in-law caused the ministers in the court to unite to confront the emperor. It would be better to use the imperial police to divide the officials who were united and provoke internal fighting among them.
Although this would be against the will of the Emperor, it is the easiest way to deflect conflicts. And it can buy more time for the New Deal. What the emperor lacks most now is time!
Jia Jing took a step forward, bowed and said, "There is indeed something the Jingchao can do, but Your Majesty, be careful of party strife. Can Prime Minister Wei support it for another year?"
Liu Heng understood the meaning of Jia Jing's words. Beijing and Chaoyang are most likely to cause party disputes, and the cabinet needs a prestigious person to sit in charge.
Now, Wei Qinghe, who has been in power for seven years, is the most suitable candidate. Unfortunately, Wei Qinghe is old and has been ill since the end of autumn last year and has not recovered yet.
Liu Heng shook his head and sighed: "Master Wei..."
"Your Majesty, Jia Cong asks for an audience!"
Um?
Wasn't this boy ordered to die by the Supreme Emperor?
Jia Cong ran in with short legs and bowed down: "Your Majesty, the sage said that the court is in a mess and he doesn't like it. Since these ministers are so busy, let the officials start the inspection of the capital today. Let’s see if these ministers have done their job well for the country!”
Xu Jin smiled slightly, looked at each other and nodded to Jia Jing.
But Jia Cong continued to say: "Also
One thing happened. The assistant ministers of the cabinet, Qi Bohan and Chu Bang, were leaving the capital to take charge of the major plans of the provinces. Cabinet affairs are temporarily ordered to be handled by Zhou Jiong, the deputy assistant to the cabinet. "
"Zhou Li·Tian Guan·Da Zai": "At the age of three, he will make plans to rule the officials and punish them."
As a system for evaluating foreign officials, the Grand Plan is held every three years. The original plan for next year was brought forward to this year, and the two cabinet ministers who were most qualified to compete for the position of chief minister were specially transferred out of the capital to take charge of this matter...
Tsk…
The Supreme Emperor is so calculating!
Xu Jin immediately remonstrated: "Your Majesty, it is best for Prime Minister Qi to go to the southeast, but Prime Minister Chu is more suitable for the southwest!"
But Jia Jing shook his head and retorted: "I think that Prime Minister Qi should go to the southwest and Prime Minister Chu should go to the southeast. Mr. Xu, party strife is harming the country!"
Jia Cong was a little confused, why did he think of separating the two? Wouldn't it be more lively when walking? It's best to let the two prime ministers stretch their muscles when they have nothing to do.
He scratched his head and said, "Teacher, uncle, we can actually bring the two Prime Ministers together..."
Um?
The monarchs and ministers in the palace cast their eyes on the little fat man almost at the same time, and Jia Cong smiled innocently: "The sage didn't say that the two prime ministers should go separately, so it's better to have them together to take care of them. One person can only think about shortcomings, and the whole world can be planned. In case there is an oversight, wouldn’t it be better to have someone by your side to remind you?”
This bad boy...
"Pass a message, the officials have selected people, and ordered Qi Bohan and Chu Bangzheng to lead the team out of the capital to take charge of this year's big plans!"
Xu Jin bowed and asked again: "May I ask Your Majesty, who is the leader and who is the deputy?"
Liu Heng thought for a moment and smiled slightly: "There is no distinction between the chief and the deputy. Both of them have the right to make decisions and veto."
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After Jia Jing and others withdrew, there were only four people in the palace: Emperor Liu Heng, Cao Jiugong, Xia Shouzhong and Jia Cong.
Liu Heng's mood obviously improved a lot, and he asked with a smile: "Tell me, father, is there anything else I would like you to tell me?"
"Indeed, there is something about the Zhen family..."
Jia Cong secretly took a look at the emperor's face and saw that there was no sullen look on his face before he replied: "The saint said that if the saint's wife dies of illness, your majesty should choose a suitable candidate to replace Zhen Yingjia, the president of Jinling Tirenyuan. I will transfer the Zhen family to the capital."
The smile on Liu Heng's face gradually disappeared, and he was silent for a long time before speaking again: "Is there any more?"
"No, but..."
A look of hesitation appeared on Jia Cong's face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The saint told me that after his death, your Majesty will decide whether the Zhen family will live or die. What can he do for the sainted lady? Just leave some bloodline..."
"It's all up to me!"
Liu Heng's eyes were a little confused and his thoughts were complicated.
The Emperor's words were not only referring to the Zhen family, I'm afraid there were also the Fourteenth and the others...
It seems that my father is still facing me!
I’ll update one chapter first, then another chapter during the day, and then another chapter at night to make up for 10,000 words.
This month I’m going to make more updates to pay off my debt! Thousands of days! Thousands of days! Thousands of days!
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