Chapter 542: The Style of the Imperial Master
Not long after Wen Renzheng finished speaking, Song Yu and Liu Zhi'an looked ugly.
They thought for a moment and understood what Wen Renzheng said.
When the rabbit dies, the fox will be sad. Can the Duan Wang Li Yang and the Right Prime Minister Tong think twice and work together to defeat the Left Prime Minister? It's not that I can't, but I don't dare, especially since Right Xiangtong thinks twice and understands the truth of the trade-off between the death of a rabbit and the sadness of a fox.
They may suppress the power of Wei Yong, the left prime minister, but they will never put him to death. Instead, they will try their best to keep the left prime minister. In turn, the left prime minister will think twice about treating Tong like this.
The left prime minister, the right prime minister, and Prince Duan each control half of the people in the court. This is the scene that the emperor is most happy to see. You can fight as you like. Once you dominate the court, you will die if you no longer control your enemies.
It is impossible for the emperor to see only one minister with the right to speak in the court. Wen Renzheng is the best example. In the past, no one in the court could influence him, so he had to find an excuse to demote Wen Renzheng to the lowest level. Jiangnan teaches. If he doesn't do this, the emperor will feel that the throne under his butt is very unsafe.
Therefore, the most important thing is balance!
Song Yu pondered for a moment, his face suddenly changed, and he slapped the table hard in front of Wen Renzheng: "Prince Duan was actually playing tricks on me. Back then..."
As if realizing that it was inappropriate to say these words at this time, Song Yu stopped speaking abruptly and drank the glass of wine in one gulp with a gloomy expression.
Wen Renzheng gently played with the wine glass in his hand and said calmly: "Don't let hatred blind your heart. Whether you can succeed does not depend on how hard you work, but whether the sun in the sky will shine all its light on you! "
"Thank you, Master Shan, for your advice!"
"But it doesn't mean there is no chance. At least Liu Xiaozi will be the future assistant minister. As long as nothing goes wrong, your wish will come true sooner or later. But on the day when your wish comes true, I can be sure that you will not only not be happy, but will be disappointed. !”
Wen Renzheng glanced meaningfully at Mr. Liu next to him. As for what he meant, even Song Yu, an old fox who had long been involved in intrigues in the court, was confused.
As people grow older, even though Wen Renzheng is no longer in the court, Song Yuwan's plans are all that are left of Wen Renzheng. Sometimes, Wen Renzheng's words really make everyone present think for a long time.
Although they did not understand the meaning behind Wen Renzheng's words, they heard one sentence and were surprised in their hearts.
Auxiliary minister, what is an auxiliary minister? One person is subordinate to ten thousand people. He dominates the world and no one under the emperor obeys him!
Although Song Yu had a vague feeling in his heart, Wen Renzheng did not make such a conclusion.
Liu Mingzhi played with the wine glass and glanced at Wen Renzheng's meaningful eyes, and his heart tightened. There was obviously something in the old man's words. As for the deep meaning, he had not yet understood it at this time!
"Okay, okay, let's have a drink. I've been coveting Liu's wine for a long time, but I don't have the money to buy it. I have to drink to my heart's content today. Don't try to influence the outcome of some things, because only God knows the outcome!"
Although Wen Renzheng's tone was indifferent, an unparalleled feeling of domineering was pressing on everyone's hearts.
At this time, everyone felt that Wen Renzheng, who was sitting in the upper position, was no longer an octogenarian old man, but a ferocious tiger who could swallow everyone present into his bloody mouth at any time.
Liu Zhi'an and his son, Hu Yanjunyao, and Song Qing didn't have any strong feelings, but for Song Yu and Qi Run, they felt chills in their hearts and faint sweat on their foreheads.
From Wen Renzheng's momentum, they felt a sense of oppression that transcended that of Emperor Li Zheng. He was no longer the cheerful dean of the academy.
The two of them had a vague feeling that Wenrenzheng, the emperor at this time, was the most authentic Wenrenzheng, who had power over the government and the public, and who could control the life and death of hundreds of civil and military officials in the world with just one word.
"Students understand that we will not talk about political affairs today, only drink and have fun!"
As the head of the family, Liu Mingzhi tried his best to change the topic, and made one or two dirty jokes from time to time. Although most of the people here were elders, they could not avoid the fact that he was a man. Not only did he not blame Liu Mingzhi, It was rude, but he listened with great interest.
At the same time, they were changing cups and cups, and everyone had a drunken look on their face.
Especially Young Master Liu. In comparison, everyone here has a stronger drinking capacity than Young Master Liu, even Hu Yanjunyao.
Prairie people seem to have an innate courage in drinking. Although they are not always drunk after a thousand drinks, they are still not inferior to these old drunkards.
As they got drunker, everyone gradually became more arrogant in their speech, but most of them were ridiculing.
There is no one else but Liu Mingzhi who is the target of ridicule. Who makes him the master of the Earl's Mansion!
Everyone couldn't talk about the topic of Dashao Liu taking concubines and marrying wives. Naturally, the person who led the topic was Wen Renzheng.
Although Wen Renzheng's face was slightly red after drinking, his eyes that flashed from time to time were still lingering on Huyan Yunyao and Young Master Liu.
Although people are intoxicated, the old man still has not given up his plan to bring the two disciples together.
As for Liu Zhi'an, although he didn't know why the old man kept leading the way for Young Master Liu to marry an equal wife, he was happy to accompany him.
It is the old man's wish that his son can marry more, and that the Liu family will be full of descendants and prosperous.
The only one who was depressed was Qi Run. His father-in-law was listening to someone telling his son-in-law to take a concubine. Wouldn't this make his daughter unhappy?
However, after three rounds of drinking, Qi Run himself forgot who he was. Not only did he not stop Liu Dashao from taking a concubine, but he also helped the staff.
The manifestation of drinking and causing trouble is vividly displayed in Qi Run.
Everyone drank a little too much. Liu Mingzhi shook his head, not forgetting the agreement with Commander Jia.
Seeing the drunken crowd using urine escape, they left the wine shop and headed towards the backyard.
The swaying look in his steps showed that Liu Mingzhi had actually drunk enough. If he drank any more, he would have to sleep with his head covered.
Fortunately, his mind was not too confused. When Liu Mingzhi arrived in the inner courtyard, a group of female relatives were sitting on the stone table in the pavilion, eating food, talking and laughing, and they were in perfect harmony.
Qi Yun was sitting in the second seat and happened to see Young Master Liu walking towards him with a graceful pace. He hurriedly put down his bowls and chopsticks and went to greet him: "Husband, why did you drink so much? Do you have a headache? I'm going to prepare a sobering soup for you!"
Liu Mingzhi, who was resting on Qi Yun's arm, shook his head: "It's okay, madam, after my husband leaves later, if the old man and dad drink too much, you can arrange some rooms for them to stay in!"
"Yes, I know, but husband, can you really go to the appointment like this?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't drink too much!"
While the two were talking, all the female relatives came over.
Mrs. Qi looked at the drunk Liu Mingzhi and shook her head helplessly: "Why did you drink so much? Go and have a rest. You must teach your father a lesson when you get back."
Of course this dad was talking about Qi Run, and he was also talking to Qi Yun.
Mrs. Liu didn't say anything. She shook her head slightly when she looked at her son's appearance. She blamed Liu Zhi'an half to death in her heart. Is anyone drinking with her son like this?
"Sister, please help your husband to the room. After a while, you will be fine after the drunkenness wears off!"
Qinglian walked to the other side and supported Young Master Liu's arms to prevent Liu Mingzhi from falling to the ground.
"Yun'er Lian'er, I'm fine, I still have an important friend to attend the appointment, so you don't have to worry, just do whatever you need to do!"
"Ying'er!"
"Master, tell me!"
"Prepare clean clothes and a bucket of cold water. Don't go to an appointment smelling of alcohol!"
"yes!"
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