When Xu Mingchen heard this, he suddenly laughed and said, "Sure enough, Mr. Yang was right!"
Yang Qingyuan had long expected Song Wenyan would ask this question, and had already explained the matter when negotiating with Xu Mingchen.
"Yang Hou asked me to tell you that he has no interest in becoming the emperor. He is alone and has endless official duties to deal with. There is also a Yang Hou's original words, 'Sitting in that position and rubbing your butt... is not cool enough.'"
"..."
Song Wenyan was stunned, what is this? !
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow down.
Some people think that the throne is too hard and uncomfortable to sit on? !
However, judging from Yang Qingyuan's resume, there is at least a 70% chance that this is true.
Yang Qingyuan's reputation is not a secret even among middle- and lower-level officials, not just at the top.
After Yang Qingyuan was ranked second in the rankings, he was selected as an editor in the Hanlin Academy and was ordered by the Emperor to compile "Zhou Xuan Dao Zang" in the Hanlin Academy. This work lasted five years.
Regardless of others, Yijia was born in Yijia, but he had been studying in the Hanlin Academy for five consecutive years. He was the only one from the founding of the country.
After the compilation of Zhou Xuan Daozang was completed, Yang Qingyuan's qualifications were not comparable to those of ordinary Jinshi. Five years of teaching qualifications, and he is still ranked second in the rankings, which is indeed very profound.
Emperor Zhou originally planned to make a big use of Yang Qingyuan. The position he assigned to Yang Qingyuan was to go to the Wenhua Palace. After he got familiar with government affairs in the Wenhua Palace, he could be appointed as a governor or governor, and then as a governor, six ministries, etc. Pavilion.
With Yang Qingyuan's talents and sacred scrolls, this road will be extremely smooth.
But Yang Qingyuan unexpectedly chose the unpopular unit of Dali Temple, and he didn't spend much time on the court. In addition to checking, reviewing, and revising laws, Yang Qingyuan was more interested in checking and balancing the major forces in the world.
The originally unscrupulous Jianghu forces have become much more peaceful in Dali Temple.
The evil forces and organizations in and around Gyeonggi were also wiped out.
Yang Qingyuan even went to the frontier fortress to earn a military merit that was enough to make him a duke.
His career path as an official is known to the world, and he has never been aiming for promotion and wealth.
Before taking over the Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan did not participate in the court's daily meetings. He could take leave nine times out of ten, and his salary was basically fined by the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
For such a person, it is outrageous to say that he is obsessed with power...
Moreover, Yang Qingyuan has political pursuits, and what he pursues is not a lifetime of glory.
The four-sentence oath of the Yongan Thirteen Series from that year is still in my ears.
"I believe what Yang Hou said!"
Song Wenyan paused and then said, "But how should the crime of regicide be punished? If not punished, where is Gang Chang?!"
But it is unrealistic to kill Yang Qingyuan.
Xu Mingchen thought for a while and then persuaded: "Jinzhi, now that Marquis Yang has the military power, what can the officials do?! What can you do?! Just scolding alone cannot solve the problem. A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years."
Xu Mingchen pointed out a clear path to Song Wenyan - settling accounts after the fall.
This is still very common in politics.
"Ten years is not too late? Haha, that's just self-deception. Now Yang Qingyuan's power is enough to cover the sky with one hand, what about ten years from now?"
"So what if you think it's wrong?! This is your only chance!"
Although Xu Mingchen's words are shocking, they are all true.
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Tonight is not over yet.
On April 17, the bright moon was still full, and the moonlight shone on the west of the imperial city amid the slight heat of early summer.
The restrained and low-key Song Palace stood quietly under the moonlight.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
The King of Song Dynasty was sleeping soundly. He was dreaming that he had ascended the throne as emperor, wearing the dragon robe of the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, in the Hanyuan Hall, occupying the ninth and fifth position, sitting facing south, looking down at His Majesty Dan's ministers.
"Everyone is safe!"
Amidst the sporadic sounds of getting up, there was suddenly a neat sound of military boots and the sound of armor and stomach clashing. Then a large number of people appeared in front of Hanyuan Hall.
"Hunjun!"
The leader was holding a long sword, and the blade was pointed directly at the emperor Zhu Zhanxun on the throne.
"You have gone against the grain and poisoned all living beings. Today is your day of death."
Then the figure of the visitor suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Zhanxun. As the sword edge passed between Zhu Zhanxun's neck, Song King Zhu Zhanxun also woke up from his dream.
It was obviously the season that had not yet begun, but the King of Song Dynasty was sweating profusely, or should be said to be full of cold sweat.
horrible! Being an emperor is too dangerous!
This is what Song King Zhu Zhanxun really thinks now.
My imperial brother, Zhu Zhankun, what a good person he is... He doesn't seem to be particularly good, but he just kills some innocent people, protects his evil brother-in-law, commits regicide and rebellion, unjustly kills loyal ministers, and poisons others. Kill your own brother...
Well, okay, King Song discovered that if he were Yang Qingyuan, he would probably have to deal with his bastard brother.
But no matter what, Zhu Zhankun is the emperor. Yang Qingyuan can kill an emperor, so naturally he doesn't care about killing a prince.
Originally, Zhu Zhanxun wanted to wait until dawn to go to Yang Qingyuan and explain his thoughts clearly, but the dream just now made him unable to wait until dawn.
Although Yang Hou is said to be an upright and righteous man, if he takes action tonight, wouldn't he be dead with his small body? !
This matter must be acted upon sooner rather than later.
When he thought of this, Zhu Zhanxun immediately packed his clothes, without even bothering to clean up his clothes, he mounted a fast horse and galloped towards Yang Qingyuan's mansion.
"drive!"
Zhu Zhanxun had thought of everything, but he never expected that he would not be able to reach Yang Qingyuan's mansion at all.
As soon as he mounted his horse and ran less than two miles, he was arrested by the Royal Forest Army patrol unit that was patrolling the curfew.
"I want to see Yang Qingyuan! Let go of me quickly!"
Although he was tied up, Song King Zhu Zhanxun kept struggling and working hard, but he did not reveal his identity.
After all, it was really disgraceful to be kidnapped by people from the patrol camp after going out at night.
The King of Song just didn't want to be the emperor, but he still wanted to hang out in this land for two years, and he didn't want to die socially? !
"Quiet! You, a person who violated the curfew, also want to see Yang Hou?! And can you call Yang Hou's name?!"
Fortunately, the one on patrol was Tabai Camp trained by Yang Guo, whose military discipline was first-class. If it hadn't been for those ruffians from the Jinwu Guard or the Habayashi Guard in Beijing, I would have been slapped countless times!
"what happened?!"
I don't know whether His Highness the King of Song is lucky or not. Yang Guo, who was in charge of night patrol, suddenly passed by here and heard the movement and asked casually.
"General Yang! It's nothing serious. I just caught someone who violated the curfew and rode a horse in the street. It's just that boy who clamored to see Mr. Yang. Can Mr. Hou meet anyone?!"
Yang Guo shook his head when he heard this, "This is the capital city. If you just hit it with a brick, you might break out a ninth-grade brick. Maybe it has something to do with that powerful person in the capital."
Normally, Yang Guo would enforce the law impartially. If he violated the curfew, he would be detained for seven days and fined five taels.
But these are extraordinary times. If this person goes to deliver important news to Master, wouldn't it be a mistake? !
"Go and bring someone here!"
When the person was brought tied up, Yang Guo was also shocked. He really knew this person.
"His Royal Highness King Song?! Why is it you?!"
"General Xiao Yang..."
Seeing Yang Guo, King Song had a look of despair. He had tried his best to avoid his own death, but he didn't expect to be told off by Yang Guo. King Song felt that he was hopeless. In less than three days, the whole world would know—— King Song went out at night and was kidnapped by the patrol camp!
This king is wronged!
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When the red sun rises, its path shines brightly.
Today, the weather is exceptionally good.
The early morning sun shines on the city of God, seeming to announce new life.
April 17th is sunny, auspicious day, everything is suitable.
In Xinghuafang in the south of the city, many officials were sorting out their descriptions. This is where dignitaries and dignitaries live, and it can be regarded as one of the aristocratic districts in the divine capital.
Chen Jinru, the censor of Youqiandu, also lived here. He put on his official robes neatly, packed them up and got ready to go out.
Last night, Yang Qingyuan used the name of Empress Dowager Yan to reject the King of Song's succession proposed by the court. This news had already spread throughout the officialdom of the capital.
Chen Jinru, as the original representative of Zhu Zhankun's cronies, naturally received the news early.
After learning the news, Chen Jinru decided to add fuel to the fire today.
Yang Qingyuan thought he could cover the sky with one hand, but he could only control the military power of the divine capital, but he could not control the hearts of the officials.
Tingtui represents the choice of important officials in the court. So what if the Queen Mother disagrees?
Wouldn't it be possible for those important ministers of the court and other ministers in the capital who participated in the court recommendation not to make trouble?
He has already made up his mind that he must turn him upside down today!
Yang Qingyuan wants to push King Wu to the throne and become the emperor's master. How can it be so easy? !
It would be best to use the power of important officials in the court to push King Song to the throne. Then the wealth and future of these officials who were Zhu Zhankun's close confidants, Cao Shouzheng and Li Hongyi, would be saved.
Anyway, there is only one principle today, anyone can be the emperor, but King Wu can never be the emperor.
Chen Jinru walked out of the door proudly and saw an acquaintance standing at the door - Li Xunhuan, the censor of Zuoqiandu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Yang Qingyuan's best friend.
Chen Jinru was startled at first when he saw this, and then asked, "Li Yushi, what are you doing at the gate of my residence with your people?! Is it possible that Yang Qingyuan wants to assassinate the imperial official?!"
Li Xunhuan was only the censor of the left Qiandu, while Chen Jinru was the censor of the right Qiandu.
Although they are the same in terms of rank and rank, Da Zhou respects the right, and in terms of status, Chen Jinru is still higher.
Facing Chen Jinru's questioning, Li Xunhuan showed no expression and took out an official document from his sleeve.
"Censor Chen, this is the order from Mr. Cheng Qingsong, the chief and right censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. You have committed a crime! Come with me!"
Immediately, the two people behind Li Xunhuan stepped forward to hold Chen Jinru up and forced him into a sedan next to him.
In order to prevent Chen Jinru from shouting and disturbing the neighbors who had not yet gotten up, Li Xunhuan also touched his mute point thoughtfully.
"Chen Yushi, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry! The prescribed time and place will make you say enough."
This is the latest name of the Metropolitan Procuratorate's review, abbreviated as "Shuanggui", also known as "Two Fingers", which specifies a time, a designated place, and explains specific issues.
Chen Jinru was not the only one invited to tea today.
Yang Qingyuan would not learn from Zhu Zhankun and accuse people on unfounded charges. The background of these people who were invited to tea was not clean to begin with.
Corruption and bribery are only minor problems for them.
Of course, there are also upright people in the prince family who are not greedy or possessive. Although Yang Qingyuan has different political views from these people, they will not resort to such despicable means as framing them.
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As time passed, all the ministers in the court gathered in the Hanyuan Hall again. Last night, the news that Empress Dowager Yan refused to agree to the succession of King Song had spread throughout the court.
So, who should take the throne?
This is the third day. The courtiers need a result, and Sheji also needs an emperor to calm the world.
More importantly, the Beiqian Liang Prince's troops were divided into two groups and seemed to be invading from the south. This news had already spread in the divine capital.
With the passing of Taizong and Yu Yanyi, not many people knew that Prince Liang and Dazhou were partners.
The throne of the emperor hangs in the balance, and if a war breaks out in the north, it is still open to question whether he can withstand it.
The ownership of the throne is imminent!
Qian Muqian, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion and Minister of Rites, entered the imperial city at his own door, passed Wuying Hall, passed through Chengtian Gate, Imperial City Square, Danbi, and stepped into Hanyuan Hall.
At this time, more than 300 officials who had arrived early had gathered in Hanyuan Hall.
When Qian Muqian entered the Hanyuan Hall, the eyes of the officials present gathered around him.
Qian Muqian is currently the number one person in the cabinet and the leader of the literary world. His prestige is so high that he is not the second choice.
In the square formation of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Li Xiu, the supervisory censor, saluted Qian Muqian, and then asked loudly: "Master Qian, the King of Song recommended by the imperial court has been rejected by the Empress Dowager. What should we do now?"
Qian Muqian did not answer directly, but nodded to indicate that he knew about the matter, and then stood at the head of the right column without saying a word.
After a while, more and more officials gathered in the palace, and all the temple officials arrived. Zhao Menghua, the censor of the Gyeonggi Province, was designated as the censor of the palace by Cheng Qingsong of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, ordering all officials to maintain silence and etiquette.
When almost all the important people were due, Qian Muqian opened his eyes from closing his eyes to rest and said, "His Royal Highness, King Song, please come here."
Originally, officials from Zhu Zhankun's faction, Cao's faction, and Li's faction were confused when they saw Qian Muqian's behavior.
Is it possible that Yang Qingyuan hasn't convinced Qian Muqian yet? !
How could Yang Qingyuan make such a mistake with his political wisdom? !
After a while, Wai Lang, a member of the etiquette department who was ordered to invite the King of Song, came in quickly and said: "Master Qian, Master Cheng, Your Highness the King of Song is here!"
King Song followed the words and entered the Hanyuan Palace. His Highness obviously did not sleep well yesterday, and the dark circles in his eyes were obvious, but his energy was surprisingly good.
After the King of Song entered the Hanyuan Hall, he did not go inside. Instead, he bowed to the ministers at the entrance of the Hanyuan Hall.
"No, Your Highness!"
"No!"
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Although the King of Song was a concubine, he was also the son of Taizong. How could he give such a great gift to his ministers? !
This is a violation of etiquette.
"eliminate!"
Soon, the supervisory censor Zhao Menghua spoke and reminded the important ministers.
After the Hanyuan Hall became quiet, King Song said, "Yesterday, thanks to the wrong love of all your lords, I elected Gu as the new king. King Gu would like to thank you in advance."
After saying this, King Song bowed again and said, "Of course, a man of solitary virtue is not enough to be the emperor. I am here to express my resignation to you all."
"Ah?" More than 500 officials in Hanyuan Hall suddenly burst into an uproar.
Hearing King Song's words, all the ministers in the palace expressed their views with their eyes.
"No, Your Highness. Your Highness, you are of Taizong's blood. If you are not willing to be the emperor, what will happen to the world?!"
Officials from Zhu Zhankun and Li Cao's group hurriedly spoke.
But the King of Song's determination was far beyond the imagination of the ministers, "You don't need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind. If you, your lords, must force me, I will become a monk and become a Taoist, praying day and night for the clean cultivation of my country in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
At this point, all the ministers can be sure that the King of Song really does not want to be the emperor, and is not playing a trick of making three concessions.
After saying all this, King Song ignored the requests of some officials and left Hanyuan Hall.
This made the ministers who were still questioning Yang Qingyuan's political wisdom suddenly realize.
Yang Qingyuan's move was so good that the King of Song Dynasty was not willing to be the emperor anymore. What kind of trouble would be caused no matter how hard the other ministers tried? !
Get right to the root of the problem.
After a discussion in the palace, officials from Zhu Zhankun's group stood up.
Lin Liyan, the minister of Taipu Temple, was also the backbone of the prince's party and was an official promoted by Zhu Zhankun after he ascended the throne.
In charge of the horses used by the royal family and government offices, as well as the transportation horses of the national army and the demand for cavalry horses, the horse administration of the Great Zhou Dynasty fell into the hands of Taichang Temple, which was a key department in the army.
Zhu Zhankun wanted to use this to chip away at the forces of the Ministry of War that originally opposed him.
Yang Qingyuan's good friend, Chen Nayan, was the Shaoqing of Taipu Temple and Lin Liyan's deputy.
"Yang Qingyuan has gone too far. How dare you threaten the prince!? Does he still have court laws in his eyes?"
No matter who did this, Lin Liyan had no evidence, but he would first pass the blame to Yang Qingyuan.
The people from their former prince line have discussed it, and no matter who ascends the throne, it cannot be King Wu.
"Master Lin, do you have any evidence!?"
The person who refuted Lin Liyan was Zhao Jianfeng, the former prefect of Pingshan County who was transferred to Shendu and now a doctor in the household department. He was a direct descendant of Yang Qingyuan in everyone's eyes.
"Hmph! In this great city of gods, besides Yang Qingyuan, is there anyone else who has this motive?!"
Before Zhao Jianfeng could speak, a clear and gentle voice came from outside Hanyuan Hall into the hall.
"Master Lin, are you trying to kill your heart?! Then the night before yesterday, King Wu's tea was poisoned by a young eunuch, and he was later assassinated by an assassin. As well as the assassination of this prince and Princess Changkang, whose heart should I punish? Woolen cloth?!"
The ministers of Hanyuan Palace were originally facing forward. When they heard someone speaking at the door, they all turned their heads. Where everyone's eyes converged, there was a clear and handsome young scholar, wearing a crimson official uniform, with an upright attitude.
He was facing away from the rising sun. The rising sun was shining upon him, and his figure seemed to be glowing.
"Qing Yang Qingyuan of Dali Temple, I have met you all!"
