"Uncle Jiu, what did Grandpa Huang say to you?"
Outside the gate of the Imperial College, Zhao Qingzhan approached Zhao Ding and looked at Zhao Ding curiously as Luan Jia watched Zhao Chong go away.
"You want to know?"
Zhao Ding asked with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah."
Zhao Qingzhan nodded repeatedly.
Zhao Ding patted Zhao Qingzhan on the shoulder, and then waved to Zhao Qingzhan. Zhao Qingzhan immediately approached him with excitement, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Ding: "Uncle Ninth."
"Um."
Zhao Ding nodded, and then pointed to the piece of land in the back mountain that was originally assigned to Zhao Qingzhan, but only two grasses were pulled out: "Go and pull it out for him."
"ah?"
Hearing Zhao Ding's words, Zhao Qingzhan's forehead wrinkled, and his face instantly wrinkled into a bitter melon.
"go!"
Zhao Ding kicked Zhao Qingzhan's butt angrily.
Caught off guard, Zhao Qingzhan was kicked by Zhao Ding. He was about to turn around and say something, but when he saw that Zhao Ding's hand had already been stretched out, he suddenly shrank his head, picked up the hoe, and moved towards the original piece. He walked on the ground and began to dig at the ground.
"Prince Yan, this Imperial College will be very busy in the future."
After Zhao Chongyuan left, with the support of others, he stood up from the ground tremblingly, looked at Zhao Ding and cupped his hands.
"You're welcome, Lord Zhou. This is just a matter within the king's responsibilities."
Zhao Ding also bowed his hand.
Although the words of the two were extremely polite, everyone could feel that there was a bit of tit-for-tat in them.
"In that case, I will resign first."
Zhou Shan said with a smile.
"Then I will send Master Zhou to you?"
Zhao Ding asked with the same smile.
"Hey, no need, no need. Your Majesty, you still have important things to attend to. How dare I bother you, Your Majesty, to see you off."
Zhou Shan waved his hands repeatedly.
After saying that, he led his servants and walked towards the outside of the Imperial College.
Seeing Zhao Chongyuan suddenly appear, Zhou Shan also left, and even Zhou Xing was transferred to Taichang Temple to study books by Ming Sheng.
In an instant, Li Xueru and others, who had been counting on Zhou Shan to support them, suddenly sat on the ground with ashen faces, looking at Zhou Shan's leaving back with somewhat dull eyes.
They're finished.
Zhou Xing was transferred away, and their backer was gone.
And since Zhao Chongyuan spoke personally, Zhou Shan did not dare to intervene.
This also means that they have completely lost their backer.
Of course, there are also many people with strange colors in their eyes.
These people are either the clear streamers who originally supported Zhang Shiwei, or they are people suppressed by Li Xueru and others.
Now Zhou Xing was overwhelmed.
Naturally, Li Xueru and others alone can no longer suppress them.
"Miss, your Majesty seems to be a little different this time because of the return of His Royal Highness Prince Yan."
On the windowsill on the second floor, Caiyun stood at the window and muttered to herself.
Xu Ruoyun also murmured to himself: "Yes, it is indeed a little different."
In the past, Zhao Chongyuan basically turned a blind eye to the chaos in the Imperial College, but now with Zhao Ding returning from Youzhou.
Everything seems to be developing in a different direction.
He transferred Zhou Xing away, cut off an arm of the Zhou family, and asked King Yan to come forward to rectify the Imperial Academy.
Although this incident is equivalent to pushing Zhao Ding to the forefront, it actually has more advantages than disadvantages.
The Imperial College is a talent reserve for Da Qian. Half of the officials in the Da Qian court are from the Imperial College, and are now handed over to King Yan to manage and rectify.
Undoubtedly, it gave King Yan an excellent opportunity to win over people and support his power.
This opportunity was something that many princes could not ask for, but now it was given to Zhao Ding, a prince who had not been favored since childhood.
Is this a deliberate attempt to support the new prince?
Xu Ruoyun stood in front of the window and frowned in thought.
For a moment, she couldn't figure out what Zhao Chongyuan was thinking.
But one thing that is foreseeable is that after this incident, perhaps Zhao Ding, a prince who has always been relatively unknown in the Daqian Court, may really come to the eyes of everyone in the Daqian Court.
If you can make a contribution to the next flood relief work.
Maybe you can use this to directly confer the title of prince, and by then you will be no worse than the King of Qin and the King of Jin.
"Caiyun, after tonight, tell Master Zhang to ask for leave for me for a while. Just say that I am not feeling well and want to rest at home for a while."
After a while, Xu Ruoyun looked at Caiyun and gave instructions.
"Miss, what do you want to do?"
Caiyun looked at Xu Ruoyun in surprise.
"Don't worry, just do as I say."
Xu Ruoyun did not answer.
After saying that, he walked downstairs.
The figure disappeared into this small attic in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Xu Ruoyun walking downstairs, Caiyun curled her lips and snorted: "Humph, are you starting to feel sorry for your future husband?
You don't mean what you say. "
Although Zhao Ding stole the spotlight this time with the Imperial College matter, he also created many political enemies for himself.
Those people may not dare to do anything to Zhao Ding openly, but in the next disaster relief matter, they will definitely make obstacles at every turn to hinder this newly promoted favorite king.
And the reason why my young lady went back in a hurry.
Then of course we have to make preparations.
And at the same time on the other side.
The mountain behind the Imperial College.
Zhang Shiwei and Zhao Ding stood under the pavilion on the back mountain.
Looking at Zhao Ding sitting in front of him, Zhang Shiwei hesitated to speak. Zhao Ding grinned and said: "Master Zhang, if you have anything to say, I will listen."
"In this case, the old minister will say so."
Listening to Zhao Ding's words, Zhang Shiwei finally made up his mind and said: "Although Prince Yan defeated Zhou Shan this time, in fact, I thought that with Prince Yan, especially next, Prince Yan will help Qingzhou." In terms of controlling floods, it’s really not a good thing.”
"Master Zhang, do you think Zhou Shan will let others trip up this king?"
Zhao Ding asked directly.
"yes."
Zhang Shiwei said bluntly, "The Zhou family has controlled the Imperial College and the Ministry of Civil Affairs for many years. They have a lot of connections both in the court and in the localities. However, disaster relief is about timing and people. If we wait for you, Prince Yan, When we arrived at the place, those local officials were obedient to you, Prince Yan.
Once the best time for disaster relief is missed, when the flood season comes, people will be displaced, and even arouse public debate.
Prince Yan, as the disaster relief minister of the imperial court, you will inevitably become the target of public criticism.
At that time, not to mention the danger of life, even the memorial to impeach Prince Yan in the court will float like rain to His Majesty's study room.
At that time, do you think His Majesty will protect you or punish you?
If I protect you, it will be difficult to quell the people's anger. If I don't protect you, how will you, Prince Yan, handle yourself?
Are you going back to Youzhou again? "
"Ahem..."
Zhao Ding coughed lightly, touched his nose and said, "Actually, I really want to return to Youzhou."
Zhang Shiwei: "???"
