There is nothing more satisfying than seeing your opponent defeated.
In the evening, Ding Wei left his job while humming a ditty.
On the way back, he couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Wang Zeng's face that was the color of pig liver.
Rejoice!
Rejoice!
This time, Wang Zeng hit a wall.
The Queen Mother said that she was too young to resume her duties as an official. Obviously, this was an excuse.
Is the official young?
This is indeed true.
But Guan Jia is not an ordinary child. As far as he knows, Guan Jia gets up as soon as dawn, and his daily schedule is very regular, so he is fully qualified to watch the court.
As a result, the officials and the Queen Mother did not intend to restore the court system.
Wang Zeng was probably well aware of this.
But, he couldn't change it.
Tonight, Mr. Wang may not even be able to sleep well.
"Prime Minister, there is news from Suzhou that Mr. Sanlang has successfully arrived at his old residence in Suzhou."
As soon as Ding Wei returned to the mansion, the chief steward hurriedly came forward to report.
However, the current butler is not the same person as the previous one. The previous butler happened to return to Suzhou with Ding Qi.
"Well, I understand."
Hearing the news as soon as he returned home, most of Ding Wei's good mood disappeared instantly.
When he mentioned Ding Qi, a prodigal son, he couldn't help but feel angry.
It’s useless!
Look at Lu Yijian's children, and then look at his own children. It's really hard to compare one person to another, and to throw away goods when comparing goods.
"Send a message to my old house to extend the ban for another year!"
The good mood was ruined, and Ding Wei couldn't help but take his anger out on his son. He planned to extend the three-year grounding period for another year.
Lest this kid cause any big trouble again.
Now, Ding Wei doesn't think about anything else but a smooth landing and a successful career.
After three years, he has almost come to an end as prime minister.
Wang Xianggong's Mansion.
Compared to Ding Wei's pride, Wang Zeng couldn't help but feel a little cold.
Is today's decree the Queen Mother's or the official's?
If it was the Queen Mother's intention, he could understand it. After all, the official family was indeed still young, and even if they visited the court on both days, the frequency was still high.
But did the Queen Mother really mean it?
Looking at the recent changes in the palace, the Queen Mother is almost in a state of retirement. Most of the decrees in the palace, large and small, come from the official family.
The Queen Mother even went so far as to seal the birth mother of the official family.
Now it seems that this matter is not only a concession by the Queen Mother, but also a plan for the future.
As the official family comes into contact with more and more ministers, there is no telling which day the official family will know his life experience.
Then what?
How should the Queen Mother handle herself?
Therefore, it is understandable to show kindness.
"well."
In the study room, Wang Zeng sighed quietly.
It is feared that it will be difficult to restart the North Korea in a short time.
In this way, even if he has all kinds of strength, he can't exert his strength.
The officials won’t accept the offer at all!
what to do?
Suddenly, Wang Zeng thought of someone.
Mr. Kou!
If Mr. Kou comes forward, will the situation change?
Although Mr. Kou is now far away in Xijing and has long ignored political affairs, as long as Mr. Kou is willing to come forward, his advice is still very weighty.
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Xijing.
Chunhua Garden.
On this day, Kou Zhun held a banquet in this garden to entertain the students who came to visit him.
Since returning from the capital, Kou Zhun has started to act according to the plan. In the past, he would only choose a few people who liked him to meet them.
[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. It can be used on both Android and Apple. 】
But now, he would meet anyone with a moderately decent education, and occasionally he would gather a group of scholars to drink and sing.
backyard.
"The ancient garden is like a fortress, and it seems like you don't know when spring is coming."
"It rains lightly and freezes easily, and old trees bloom late."
A young man of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in front of Kou Zhun with a respectful face, softly singing fresh poems.
"Drama fades with age, and joy fades into illness."
"In the Fang period, rewards are strong, and the banquets and drums are lifted up and beaten by the sky."
After listening to the young man's singing, Kou Zhun stroked his beard and nodded indifferently.
"Although this poem is not great, it is still suitable for the occasion."
"Yes, yes, young man, what is your name?"
The young man bowed and saluted: "The student's surname is Han, his first name is Qi, his given name is Zhigui, and he is from Anyang, Xiangzhou."
"Zhigui?"
Kou Zhun muttered Han Qi's words gently, "Zhi" means "Young", "Gui" means "Yu", and when the two are combined together, it means "uncut jade".
In addition, Kuang Heng, a famous Confucian scholar in the Western Han Dynasty, also had the nickname Zhigui.
It seems that this baby's parents have high expectations for him.
A native of Anyang, Xiangzhou?
Thinking of this, Kou Zhun couldn't help but think of someone.
Guohuahua seems to be from Anyang, Xiangzhou.
Han Guohua was a Jinshi in the second year of Taiping and Xingguo (977). He was Kou Zhun's predecessor. The reason why Kou Zhun was impressed by this person was mainly because Han Guohua had been a censor.
"Are you from the Han family in Xiangzhou?"
"yes."
Han Qi nodded slightly and bowed.
"The student is from the Han family in Xiangzhou. He came here recently on a study trip and happened to hear that Mr. Kou held a banquet in Chunhua Garden. Then the student came shamelessly."
"Ha ha."
Kou Zhun laughed, this kid is also a slippery man.
"Han Quanzhou, is he your elder?"
Because Han Guohua once ruled Quanzhou, Kou Zhun called it Han Quanzhou.
"It's my father."
Seeing Kou Zhun mention his father, Han Qi was both excited and sad. What was exciting was that someone like Mr. Kou could still remember his father.
And the sadness is because his father has passed away.
When Han Qi was four years old, his father died of illness. After so many years, he almost forgot what his father looked like.
"He is the son of an old friend."
Kou Zhun stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty seat beside him: "You can sit here."
"Thank you, Mr. Kou!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of noise was heard from the entrance to the backyard.
"Step aside!"
"Step aside!"
"We want to see Mr. Kou!"
"Kou Lao!"
"Kou Lao!"
"Please also make the decision for all people in the world!"
"The affairs of the world should be shared by the whole world. How can one person's wisdom be his own?"
"I hope Mr. Kou will make the decision for all the people in the world!"
At first, Kou Zhun didn't pay much attention to the noise at the entrance of the courtyard. After all, this was not the first time this phenomenon had happened.
Ever since he held a banquet for the scholars, countless people wanted to squeeze in. Those scholars who submitted the application papers but failed to pass the examination were often making a fuss.
Until Kou Zhun heard the words, 'The affairs of the world should be shared by the world...', he was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost spilled the wine in the cup on the ground.
What is this person’s intention?
How dare you be so arrogant in broad daylight?
Can you say this casually?
"Da Lang, go over and take a look."
Immediately afterwards, Kou Zhun summoned his subordinate Kou Sui, and he winked at Kou Sui when he spoke.
'Get the person at the door away quickly. '
