"Since Your Majesty feels that Ruyi has a malleable talent, just pick one of the young censors to teach him.
Isn't Zhou Chang a censor?
He has always been upright and reliable, and he has so many censors under his control. Asking him to help you choose a gentleman will never be bad. "
The chair supervised by the Shaofu had been completed a long time ago. It was midsummer. In order to keep cool, several layers of fine green cattail mats were added to the chair. Lu Zhi An sat on it calmly and calmly, quite condescendingly.
She spoke calmly, but she was thinking in her mind. With the chair, the next step was to create a tall case that matched it.
In this way, it will be much more comfortable to write at the desk, and the back will be straighter.
When Zhou Chang was mentioned, Liu Ji rarely showed embarrassment. He raised his hand and touched his nose. He hesitated for a moment before saying,
"Zhou Chang, cough, it's okay not to say anything. He can't even speak fluently, and his temper is worse than that of an ox."
"Oh? Did Zhou Chang contradict His Majesty again recently?"
Lu Pheasant held back his smile.
Zhou Chang, the censor doctor in historical records, was a loyal and honest man with a bit of a stutter, but he had some of the character of Wei Zheng back then.
In her previous life, when she was serving the elderly Emperor Taizong, she had the honor to see the true face of Prime Minister Wei Zheng several times.
After so many years, the appearance of Wei Zheng's facial features has long been blurred in her memory, and he always looked like an ordinary old man. However, she still clearly remembered that Wei Zheng's back always seemed to be straighter than others.
In my impression, Taizong murmured and cursed this name every day, threw his memorials to the ground in a rage, and sometimes even stepped on it with hatred to vent his anger.
In this regard, experienced palace officials all know that these memorials, which are crumpled into a ball of waste paper, cannot be cleaned up.
Because it didn't take half a day, Taizong would always pick up the crumpled papers with a livid face, patiently smooth them one by one, put them back on the desk, take a long breath, and start reading again.
"He and his brother are two fierce bulls. They have always been angry with me since they were young——"
Liu Ji did not directly answer Lu Fei's question. He just sighed angrily and stopped abruptly in the middle of his complaint.
There was a little sadness on his face. Obviously, he was thinking of Zhou Chang's brother, Zhou Ke.
***
Nine years ago, Zhou Chang and his cousin Zhou Ke both died in Sishui County. They were old colleagues and subordinates of the pavilion chief Liu Ji.
Later, Liu Ji killed the white snake and rose up. They followed him all the way and never left him. They were called the elders among the heroes and elders of Peixian County.
Three years ago, during the conflict between Chu and Han, King Liu Ji of Han was surrounded and killed in Xingyang City by Xiang Yu's army, like a trapped animal.
Seeing that the morale of the troops in the city was fluctuating and a disaster was imminent, Chen Ping brought his general Ji Xin to see Liu Ji late at night, offering a plan to help him get out of trouble.
Although this plan came from Chen Ping, it could only be executed by Ji Xin, who was not afraid of death.
Because the entire content of this clever plan was for Ji Xin to pretend to be the king of Han and go out of the east gate to surrender, while the real king of Han was lightly dressed and slipped out of the encirclement through the west gate on the other side.
Although Liu Ji was reluctant to give up, he had no choice but to accept this strategy and let Ji Xin die for him.
As expected, Xiang Yu was furious after falling into the trap and burned Ji Xin alive on the spot outside the east gate together with his carriage and horse.
Although the King of Han fled Xingyang City, the Han army was undefeated, so the city still had to be defended.
However, the coach has run away in disgrace. Whether the city can be defended or not, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance. However, no matter how hopeless the danger is, there is always no shortage of warriors who can go against the grain.
This time, the person responsible for guarding Xingyang was Zhou Chang's cousin, Zhou Ke, the imperial censor at the time.
The overlord of Western Chu was furious at being deceived by Liu Ji. He took the lead and carried the plan personally, leading the soldiers to attack fiercely. The defender Zhou Ke fought hard for several days, but eventually the city was broken and captured.
A hero knows a hero. Xiang Yu admired Zhou Ke's fearless loyalty and bravery and wanted to recruit him, but he coldly scolded him.
"If you don't surrender to the Han Dynasty, you will die in the hands of the King of Han sooner or later.
You are no match for him at all. "
Xiang Yu was furious, so he set up an ancestral cauldron and boiled Zhou Ke to death in Xingyang City.
Liu Ji deeply missed Zhou Ke's loyalty and bravery, so he decisively passed the position of imperial censor to Zhou Ke's younger brother Zhou Chang.
Zhou Chang also lived up to his high expectations, following Liu Ji through life and death, repeatedly making extraordinary achievements, and perfectly inherited his brother's character, becoming the toughest thorn in the court.
“The country will not be destroyed if it has enemies.
I just don’t know what happened to Zhou Chang this time? "
Lu Pheasant's question interrupted his thoughts. Liu Ji rubbed his brows, suppressed the heat in his eyes, and only said,
"The day before yesterday, I called him to discuss matters, and he, he actually called me the lord of Jie and Zhou.
If you were the emperor, could you tolerate such a minister? ! "
"Oh, this is really on point. If it were me, I would really be able to bear it.
And it’s not like I haven’t endured it. "
Using people as a mirror can help you understand gains and losses. Since ancient times, there are no wise kings who have endured this, including her in the previous life.
Lu Pheasant was thinking secretly in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud, but he asked with a smile,
"What on earth did your Majesty do to force him, an honest man, to even use Jie and Zhou?"
"Well, it's just the trivial matters with Qi Ji that he can't stand anymore."
***
In the afternoon of that day, Liu Ji was in charge of the ban. He was tired of reading the memorials, so as usual he sent someone to call Mrs. Qi to come and entertain her.
This is an old habit of the emperor, and the officials and palace officials who serve in the palace have long been accustomed to it.
Since Qi Ji entered the Han Dynasty's harem, she has been favored unparalleledly. Even during tense wars, as long as the environment allowed, Liu Ji would take her into the army and accompany her at all times.
She has a beautiful appearance, is good at drums and harps, has a melodious singing voice, and is good at dancing. What she is best at is dancing with raised sleeves and bent waist. When she dances, she is really like a weak willow supporting the wind, and her charming eyes are like waves.
Therefore, even though she knew nothing about political affairs, it was a great pleasure for Liu Ji to see her graceful dancing while doing paperwork.
The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, and the nobles and officials all wore black, and their clothes were mainly solemn and calm black and dark colors. However, Qi Ji could not give up her natural beauty and preferred to find her own way.
She came gracefully, wearing a light green silk robe with a bird's rhombus pattern and a curved hem. The layered hem swayed gently with her steps, like lotus leaves and blue waves rippling on the lake.
She gently sat on the edge of the emperor's couch. Liu Ji smiled and took her hand, only to find that she was wearing several shiny kōu rings between her fingers, which were very irritating to the touch.
"Is this newly made?"
"Exactly. This is called Hundred Alchemy. According to legend, it takes pure gold to be tempered hundreds of times before it can be struck so finely but still have luster.
I shot dozens of them, but these were the brightest ones.
Could it be that Your Majesty doesn’t think it looks good? "
She chuckled and stretched out her white hand in front of Liu Ji's eyes to let him see clearly.
"It doesn't look good. It's too bright, like a few lights are lit." Liu Ji shook his head.
"Since His Majesty doesn't like it, then I won't take it anymore."
Qi Ji's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, she quickly took off her ring in a coquettish manner, threw it to the ground angrily, and then smiled at the accompanying maid,
"Mingyu, Yaoguang, I'll reward you."
After that, she stopped looking at the ring on the ground and just leaned against Liu Ji.
The maids hurriedly went to pick up the scattered golden rings, but one of them disobeyed and rolled to the door.
There was a man outside the door who wanted to go to court to report something, but it was Zhou Chang.
