Liu Hong, the sixteen-year-old fourth son of the emperor, was still unable to express his emotions and anger, and his slightly childish face showed obvious sullenness and dissatisfaction.
Qi Bohan and other civil and military ministers seemed to have truly known the heir to the dynasty for the first time.
The Supreme Emperor is known for his kindness when dealing with his subordinates, but when he gets ruthless, he can definitely silence people. Even so, hundreds of officials dared to confront the Supreme Emperor in the Fengtian Palace.
The current emperor's reputation for being mean and ungrateful has long spread throughout Great Xia, but it is common for him to be rebuffed and walked away from court meetings.
But it happened that the fourth son of the emperor, who was only sixteen years old, after Chang Chao entered the palace today, the rhythm of the entire court meeting was firmly in his hands, and step by step he controlled the great bachelors on duty in the cabinet and the ministers in the hall. He bowed his head under the pressure, not daring to look at her.
Is it fear of imperial power? Is it awe of the future crown prince?
No, he was actually frightened by Liu Hong's strong attack step by step.
Liu Hong hid his slightly trembling hands in his wide sleeves, not because of fear but because of excitement.
He was almost depressed after being tortured by a bunch of useless memorials last night. He suddenly got the idea to rectify the evil atmosphere in the court. It took him an hour to come up with the idea, and he even asked his grandfather and father for their opinions. There is no time.
Win!
When he silenced the ministers with nothing to say, and suppressed the cabinet ministers so much that they dared not raise their heads to look at him, Liu Hong suddenly felt confident and invincible as a king.
Qi Bohan suddenly fell to the ground and kowtowed: "Your Highness, old minister...please beg for the bones!"
Bah!
There was silence in the hall for a moment, except for the dust in Xia Shouzhong's hand that fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
The strange silence in the main hall did not last long. Liu Hong was not as panicked as the ministers imagined. Instead, he flicked his sleeves and angrily said: "In order to pursue his own affairs in his position, the cabinet, as the center of the court, cannot share the worries of the king, and secondly cannot To straighten out the affairs of the government, he threatens me with begging bones at every turn. Mr. Qi Ge, please explain to me that you are begging for bones, but do you have resentment in your heart? Do you resent me for not saving face for you in front of everyone today? "
Qi Bohan's hands on the ground couldn't help but tremble, and he bowed his head and replied: "I don't dare!"
"That's it again..."
Liu Hong leaned over and pulled Qi Bohan up, stared into his eyes, and said solemnly: "Mr. Qi Ge, I am not right for the people I am dealing with. Today, even if the Grand Prime Minister is here, I will give the cabinet a good scolding. Still the same sentence If the cabinet cannot serve the emperor and the people, then there is no need for its existence!"
"As for Mr. Qi Ge's resignation, I put it here today. If Mr. Qi Ge dares to write a letter to resign, I will have people print the events in Fengtian Palace today into a book and spread it to every corner of Daxia. And also People will make this incident into a drama and spread it all over the country! As a prince, you didn't even say a harsh word, so you threatened the prince by begging for his bones. Is this the sense of responsibility you should have as a scholar? It's really ridiculous. !」
Qi Bohan could feel the power coming from Liu Hong's arms. He wanted to respond, but his lips trembled a few times but did not say anything.
He did not dare to say anything more about begging for bones, for fear that Liu Hong would really do something cruel and publish it in a book or make it into a drama.
When the ministers heard what Liu Hong seemed to have said to Qi Bohan, they all closed their mouths and bowed their heads in silence.
This is so cruel. I don’t know where the fourth prince learned this skill. It hit Qi Bohan or those who are always begging for bones.
Compared with beating a wooden board with a court stick, the ruthless work of "making a name for yourself" is simply murderous and heart-breaking.
After Liu Hong finished killing his heart, he thoughtfully helped Qi Bohan smooth the wrinkles of his official robe, then returned to his seat leisurely, and said with full dignity: "Wen Anbang Wu Dingguo, assisting the king above and Anli Shu below, this is the duty of a minister . The tendency of laziness and indolence in government affairs must be changed. The cabinet, the Fifth Military Governor's Office, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate should go back and discuss it carefully, and formulate relevant assessment methods as soon as possible, and report to the lonely place."
"I don't want you to have another chance to report the flowering period to your father. Do you hear me clearly?"
This time, all the ministers consciously bowed and worshiped, and no one even dared to say no: "I will obey His Highness's order.
Don't dare to slack off at all! "
What happened in Fengtian Palace soon spread to the garden, and Liu Heng felt a burning pain on his face. It was a good thing that his son had a future, but his son did better than him as a father, so he felt a little ashamed and panicked.
The old man held the fishing rod in his hand and looked at the emperor's son who pursed his lips with disdain: "You see, Hong'er has noticed something is wrong, but you are the only one who still stupidly buries yourself in the pile of memorials every day."
"son……"
Liu Heng suddenly found that he had nothing to say in defense, because what happened in Fengtian Temple had shattered his persistence in the past few years into smithereens.
Therefore, it seems that his persistence almost exhausted him to death.
"Since you are sick, stay sick for a few more days and leave the affairs of the court to Hong'er for the time being. I think he has done a good job. Those in the court should take care of themselves."
Liu Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and was a little worried: "If it is true what Hong'er said, wouldn't the power of the cabinet be even greater? Father, haven't those scholars always wanted to let the emperor rule from the top? Wouldn't this allow them to Did you get your wish?"
The old man rolled his eyes: "The cabinet is not a single person. Since the establishment of the cabinet, our government has adopted the rule of collective decision-making. The chief minister of the cabinet is not the real prime minister, and he cannot take over the power and evade the emperor. As long as you With military and financial power firmly in hand, Wei Qinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet who is almost a regent, can only be a good minister who assists you, rather than a powerful minister who takes advantage of the emperor."
Ningrong Street was loose inside and tight outside. The Emperor was abducted by Jia Cong and taken out of the palace. Many people in the court knew about this.
However, only the people in the palace and the Jia family knew that the emperor also lived in the garden.
The ministers who were stunned by Liu Hong thought that the emperor was really tired and sick and was resting in the harem. How could they know that the emperor was happily eating skewers and drinking wine in Rongguo Mansion. It is said that many ministers felt guilty and stayed directly in the palace. While on duty, I worked overtime to handle government affairs...
Time passed by three days, and snowflakes started to fall in the capital in mid-October. The stove had already been lit in Rongguo Mansion. Daiyu was sitting by the stove holding the little white cat, and was carefully inspecting Jia Cong's homework.
I have finished memorizing "The Analects of Confucius", and I have finished memorizing "The Great Learning"...
"Sister Lin, after memorizing the book, can I go out to play?"
It’s snowing today. It’s really fun to pull the big cat sled!
Jia Cong found that something was wrong with Daiyu these past two days, and for some reason she suddenly became too strict with herself.
In the morning, after breakfast, I would start reciting the meaning of the scriptures. After lunch, I would start practicing calligraphy, and I would not stop until the evening.
Jia Cong asked several times, but Daiyu always used the excuse that it was difficult to start a career and she needed to study hard.
Something's wrong!
Daiyu looked at the thick layer of snow outside, pursed her lips and said lightly, "Then I'll give you half a day off today. You can go and play."
After saying that, she turned her gaze to the lazy white cat in her arms, and quietly stroked its fluffy head.
The tone was calm, but Jia Cong felt the reluctance.
Are you angry that you don't study hard? It shouldn't be.
Jia Cong thought for a while, got up and walked to the door. When he opened the door and walked out, Daiyu secretly looked up at the door, then quickly lowered her head.
Squeak!
Jia Cong slowly closed the door again, and Daiyu sighed softly, then looked at the flying snowflakes outside the window and murmured to herself: "Maybe I'm overthinking, Brother Cong won't become like that. people."
Crunch, crunch, crunch…
"Xueyan, come here!"
Jia Cong walked out of Daiyu's courtyard and walked through the thick snow to the front of Rongxi Hall, where he happened to meet Xueyan holding new clothes in his hands.
"Third Master, do you have anything to do with this slave?"
Xue Yan knelt down and saluted, and said with joy, "The saint gave me the tribute satin. My wife asked the tailor in the palace to make a winter coat. It's so beautiful. I'm going to take it back to show it to the girl."
Jia Cong only glanced at the exquisite new clothes in her hand and waved his hand: "That's not important. What's important is your girl..."
"What's wrong girl?"
Xue Yan asked in surprise. Jia Cong looked around and waved for Xue Yan to follow.
The two came to a sheltered place, and Jia Cong spoke worriedly: "Sister Lin seems to have something on her mind recently, and she is in a very low mood. I asked her several times and she didn't say anything. You are with Sister Lin every day, Has anything happened to her recently?"
Xue Yan was even more confused. After thinking about it carefully, she finally shook her head in denial.
The girl is the grandson of the old lady, the legitimate daughter of the Lin family has a distinguished status, and she is also the fiancée of the third master. Who dares to displease the girl?
"If you think about it again, Sister Lin definitely has something on her mind. She has been restraining me from studying for the past few days, and she is often in a daze. It's not like Sister Lin at all."
Xue Yan immediately couldn't help but laugh: "Third Master, you made an oath in front of me back then that you would take the test to become a flower boy and marry the girl. The girl kept you in school because she just hoped that you would be the winner to marry her. . Maybe the girl saw that the third master was playful and worried that you would forget to study..."
Well……
Jia Cong shook his head. Regardless of whether he could pass the exam as Tanhualang, his marriage to Sister Lin was a certainty.
The Queen Mother's decree granted a marriage, and who else but the Supreme Emperor could ruin this marriage... huh?
Jia Cong suddenly had an ominous premonition and hurriedly turned around and walked into the garden, leaving Xue Yan alone standing there in confusion.
The two saints came and stayed, and the order in the garden became more dignified and dignified.
Jia Cong didn't bother to pay attention to the rules and walked quickly into the main hall next to the waterside pavilion.
The fire in the temple was burning brightly, and the sage was lying on the sofa beside the fire holding a book of travels and spending his days leisurely, with a thick blanket covering his body.
"Aren't you studying hard these past two days? Why do you have time to hang out here?"
Jia Cong spoke straight to the point: "Sage, when you summoned Sister Lin two days ago, did you say anything about my marriage to her?"
"Oh? I told you about this."
The old man did not deny it, and replied leisurely: "Let me think about what I said that day..."
Time went back to three days ago, when the saint arrived, and the Ningrong and Jia families welcomed him.
The old man had a sudden idea. Not only did he summon Jia Mu and others, he also specially named Daiyu to talk with him.
"The Lin family has a long history of education, but it is also difficult for the heirs. You girl has inherited your father Lin Hai's intelligence..."
There were only three people in the room, the Supreme Emperor Liu Ji, his personal servant Dai Quan, and the Lin family's daughter Daiyu.
The old man almost won the chess game and suddenly said with a smile: "To be honest, it would be a shame to match your talent with that kid Jia Cong. How about you become my royal wife?"
Daiyu stood up from the chair and knelt down solemnly: "My parents ordered me to marry a matchmaker, not to mention that the marriage between my daughter and Brother Cong was given by the Empress Dowager and announced to the world. How can I allow it to others? It's not allowed for one woman." You two, please ask the saint not to make fun of your daughter’s reputation!”
"Bold..."
Dai Quan was about to scold him, but saw the old man raising his hand to stop him.
I saw that the old man was not angry, but said with a smile: "Yes, with Lin Hai's character, not many people dare to talk to me like this. Your father Lin Hai is one, and so is this little girl."
Daiyu shook her head, and her clear voice echoed in the room: "This is not about character, it is just my daughter's determination to protect the Queen Mother and the reputation of the Lin family."
"I'll tell you the truth. I think Jia Cong's future should be our dynasty's Wei Qinghuo Qubing. The emperor and I want to leave him to the future emperor of Great Xia. If Wei Huo's talent cannot marry the royal family, I can't rest assured. The emperor can't rest assured, and the future Daxiazi will not rest assured to use it either, do you understand?"
The old man's words were like a heavy blow, making Daiyu's face become paler and on the verge of collapse.
However, facing the supreme threat, she still bit her lip and persisted. ap.
Daiyu knelt down and knelt down again. Her voice trembled slightly, but she still replied resolutely: "Loyalty or not does not depend on closeness. Since the beginning of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, among those who have rebelled for thousands of years, they are as close as brothers and still hold a knife against each other." . Even the ancestors of Xian Rongguo and Chen Daughter did not communicate with
Married to a royal family, but remained loyal to the saint throughout his life. "
Speaking of this, Daiyu boldly raised her head, looked directly into the eyes of the Supreme Emperor, and said firmly: "What's more, Brother Cong was picked up from a humble position by Your Majesty, and the saint is even more blessed. He and the fourth prince are as close as each other." Brother, I really can’t imagine why the saint would think that marrying the royal family would deepen his loyalty to Daxia!”
The old man looked at the little girl in front of him. She was very knowledgeable, courageous, and had a tenacious personality, which complemented the little fat man perfectly.
But...
"Let me put it another way. Jia Cong is a good boy. I have many granddaughters. I don't want to miss such a good boy..."
Dai Quan on the side secretly twitched his mouth and turned his head to look elsewhere.
I just heard the old man suddenly say something extremely ridiculous: "I feel sorry for my granddaughter. Rongguo Mansion is the top martial arts in the country, so my granddaughter will be considered well-matched when she marries to Rongguo Mansion. Jia Cong will be my grandson-in-law, and I will also Don't worry. You see that Chun'er and Jia Cong get along very well, so I think it would be good to recruit him as the Prince Consort..."
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