In March, the willows are green, and once blown, they look like a green gauze tent, reflecting the white tower, making it even more pleasant.
However, like many places inside Ziwei Palace and even outside Ziwei Palace, no one here at the White Tower of Langya Pavilion in Xiyuan cares about the scenery outside their workplace, but they all wait with a strange attitude. , waiting for the result of the game between Nanya and Saint:
A few days ago, an obvious quarrel broke out between His Majesty and the Emperor's uncle in the palace but the details were unknown. The two sides argued from the afternoon to the evening. After the Emperor's uncle Cao Lin left, that night, dozens of palace maids and chamberlains were present. He was sentenced to death for violating the rules.
Ouchi was as silent as a cicada for a moment.
Then, an explicit edict was issued. The saint asked the seven princes of Nanya to submit a memorial before the holiday this tenth day, explaining their opinions on the construction of the golden pillar and whether they agreed to let Beiya plan the matter on behalf of the Ministry of Works. .
Moreover, the memorial will be posted inside the main entrance of Ziwei Palace for all civil and military officials to see clearly.
The edict bluntly states that Nan Ya will inherit the emperor's will and serve as pastor for the world, and will represent hundreds of officials below to unite the hearts of ministers. If Nan Ya thinks it is impossible, I am not an unruly king. I will never exercise the emperor's authority and do anything wantonly. Of.
In other words, if Nanya really agrees with each other, then he should stand up and express his position openly and openly. If he expresses his position one by one, as long as it is monolithic, the emperor will admit defeat, otherwise he will be blamed for me!
And today is the deadline.
"Uncle Cao, I think Su Gong, Niu Gong and Sima Gong are suitable. They are all veterans of famous families. But Zhang Gong and Yu Gong are not necessarily the same."
"I know what you mean, but isn't that the case with Mr. Zhang?"
"Why?"
"Because although Zhang Zuocheng is a saint, he is one of the best figures in Nanya. He has always been decent and responsible."
"That makes sense. What about Mr. Yu?"
"Mr. Yu... I think Mr. Yu may not be able to hold on."
"Why?"
"Although Mr. Yu was born as a subordinate, his family was poor since he was a child. He is highly motivated and has a quiet personality. He has always had a good reputation for being honest..."
"When did that happen?"
"how?"
"Ever since Duke Yu began to select officials and became one of the Seven Nobles, he openly accepted bribes and blocked the gate of his house with his carriages and horses... How could a corrupt husband seeking wealth offend His Majesty?"
"I see... Then I'm afraid this matter will be leaked to Mr. Yu."
"What do you think?"
On the second floor of the White Tower, looking at the green tent in front of him and listening to the conversation on the corridor below, Bai Yousi suddenly spoke.
"They didn't have your father on purpose." Zhang Xingyiyi was writing furiously at the back to fill out the form.
"Yes, my father is under the greatest pressure." Bai Yousi sighed. "He was promoted by His Majesty, and he was given so much grace just now because of the good repair of Mingtang, but he suffered from an eunuch for this matter. If he really wanted to make Your Majesty forgive him, he should have changed his mind... But once I change my mind, I'm afraid I will be laughed at by everyone in the world... But to be honest, I also think my father might give in, and he may not care about his reputation."
"Just accept it." Zhang Xing continued to fill out the form. "It doesn't matter anyway..."
"Why doesn't it matter?" Bai Yousi looked back.
"Because of this incident, your father will not be the only one to be embarrassed..." Zhang Xing finished filling out the form, opened a box of ink pads on the desk, and began to take Bai Yousi's official seal to stamp it. "You must know that according to your Majesty's character, you will definitely do what you want to do. During the Yang Shen case last time, you were already suffocating because of Uncle Cao's involvement. This time, all seven prime ministers will openly oppose it. , he must not really be able to use the same ferocity he used to punish Gao Gong and He Ruogong, and go on a killing spree... As the saying goes, if you make me unhappy for a while, I will make you unhappy for a lifetime... and then continue to ask another group of officials, We must start building the big golden pillar.”
Bai Yousi held the sword and remained silent.
"So I guess..." Zhang Xing suddenly couldn't help but smell the ink pad because he discovered that the ink pad in Xiyuan was actually spiced. "The result this time will definitely come up with something that will completely wake up Uncle Cao Huang and everyone in the world."
"You are..." Bai Yousi responded in a low voice. "Although His Majesty is a bit rogue, as long as one person agrees, he will be considered the winner, but in fact, there are probably not just one or two prime ministers who approved the letter? My father is caught in the middle and is not conspicuous at all?"
"Want to take a gamble?" Zhang Xing raised his head and smiled. "I bet more than half of the prime ministers will agree, that is, at least four."
Bai Yousi shook his head repeatedly: "I don't believe it!"
"Why don't you believe it?" Zhang Xing said disapprovingly.
"Because they are prime ministers..." Bai Yousi answered seriously. "Zai Zhi needs to take responsibility. My father and Mr. Yu may give in. Others have no reason...and, moreover, can a saint really reach your level?"
"Then let's bet." Zhang Xing was too lazy to argue with the other party. He just kept stamping the petition documents... This is a new member transferred from the Ministry of War and Jing'antai. Wei's work efficiency is still good. This dynasty It's so strange. The new one is actually old, and the old one looks quite new. Anyway, it's quite bluffing.
Bai Yousi tried his best to smile: "What are you betting on?"
"Bet..." Zhang Xing thought for a while. "I haven't thought about it yet. If you have a chance in the future, please ask the inspector to promise me something or do me a favor."
"Let me think about it...you are quite rich now, right?" Bai Youxiu thought of the other party's fish pond and answered immediately. "If you lose, you can pay for the expenses of going to Wenwenfang to invite Fulongwei tomorrow night."
"Okay." Zhang Xing blurted out, and then took out another pile of documents without looking at the other party the whole time.
That kind of confidence was as if he was determined to survive the inspection by Bai Da.
Seeing this, Bai Yousi shook his head repeatedly and said no more. He just leaned on his sword and looked at the green willow tents outside the window that were being blown by the wind, waiting for the final result.
In this way, the time came to noon, and the Nanya officials ended their meeting as usual, and everyone's attitude was finally revealed.
Unsurprisingly, the first person to express his stance was Cao Zhongcheng. Before he left Nanya, he posted his memorial on the door without hesitation. There was no doubt about his attitude. He was against it. The reason for his opposition was very straightforward. It was a waste of money. Of course, no one knows the real reason, but this attitude is extremely simple.
Then, starting from the second person, the matter lost its suspense. Niu Gong, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and the provincial minister, chose to support the construction of the big golden pillar. However, if there was a specialization in the art, the Ministry of Works should do it.
Although many people realized that not everyone in Nanya had the courage to resist the saint, and even felt that the saint's gesture was unfair from the beginning, so many people guessed that in the end it might be There are also big golden pillars to be built, but this does not prevent everyone from making assumptions about the individuals of the chief ministers... And among them, to be honest, everyone originally had some expectations for Niu Gong.
After all, this person was the Minister of Rites in the late emperor's dynasty, and he usually had very similar political views with Emperor Cao, but he didn't expect that he would choose to support the saint so simply at this time.
Soon, the news of the third memorial was also transmitted. Zhang Xianggong, Zuocheng of Shangshu Province, chose to obey and approve. He only pointed out that the matter was of great importance and the Ministry of Works had limited capabilities, so it should be built cautiously and slowly, hoping that Beiya would come to repair it. Something is bound to go wrong.
Zhang Gong is a saint who can be conquered by his own efforts, and he belongs to the saint's confidant. There was some suspicion in the beginning, but after experiencing Niu Gong's choice, everyone naturally has no expectations for Zhang Gong.
The fourth memorial begins with the most junior and weakest person, Yu Gong. This person did not hesitate to fully support the saint.
There was nothing to worry about, by this time, the top and bottom were starting to feel numb.
However, the appearance of the fifth memorial still shocked both the government and the public.
Su Gong, the theoretical prime minister, was actually still one of the three giants in Nanya. Another leader of the conservative faction chose to support the construction of the golden pillar.
Never mind Sima Xianggong and Bai Xianggong in the end, Zhang Xing has already won.
"I don't understand!" Bai Yousi looked a little angry. She was not the kind of person who lost her temper. Especially after entering the stage of becoming an elixir, she obviously felt intangible with emotion and anger. Her gestures were rare for children at such a young age. Not to mention the shape.
Zhang Xing, who was sitting leisurely drinking tea behind him, was thoughtful. He was not thinking about why Bai Yousi didn't understand, but suddenly remembered that when he first came to Dongdu, he didn't understand anything, and then he asked others everywhere. Year, is it someone else's turn to not understand him? And why does it feel like this is not the first time I heard it?
Am I curious about what happens next?
"For nothing else, why would Mr. Su... why would he obey?" Bai Yousi looked at Zhang Xing and continued to express his confusion.
"Why won't he obey?" Zhang Xing finally put down the tea and asked seriously. "Is there anything different about Mr. Su?"
"I have checked the paperwork." Bai Yousi explained seriously. "Do you remember what happened in Jiangdong? The small fields were transformed into big fields, taxes were severe, and the laws were extremely strict during the late emperor's time... When you were on Hexin Continent, no one dared to tell the late emperor?"
"Remember." Zhang Xing thought for a moment and nodded. "So, Su Gong said it back then?"
"That's right!" Bai Yousi took a long breath. "After I came back, I asked my father, and he immediately told me about Su Gong's old story. Su Gong had more than once admonished the late emperor that the number of household registrations was increasing but the land was not enough. He should work hard to reduce taxes... This clearly means that he knew the truth and gave the emperor a little help. It was just a way for the emperor to save face. In fact, he was trying to persuade the late emperor not to do that. Moreover, he also advised the late emperor not to be too harsh on punishments more than once, and prevented the late emperor from killing people several times. Once, he even hugged the late emperor in public in the palace. He caught the late emperor who was holding a sword and was about to kill with his own hands, and saved many people by force. Why, why would such a person...? "
"That's right." Zhang Xing was slightly startled when he heard this, but at the end, he laughed instead. "Is it because the emperor has changed? Although the previous emperor was harsh, he was only harsh on the people. He was still kind to the ministers and people like Su Gong who had been in power for generations, so Su Gong dared to stop... And today's saint... Do you want to bet again? I bet your father and Sima Zheng’s grandfather also agree to build the big golden pillar."
Bai Yousi was stunned on the spot, not agreeing, but also not making any rebuttal.
After a while, the last two answers were revealed: British Gong Bai Hengqiu and Ruiguo Company Ma Changying, both of whom chose to obey.
In other words, the entire Nanya chose the saint and betrayed Uncle Cao.
I am afraid that even the saint himself did not expect this result. If he could have thought of it, he would not have used this method. Since he used this method, it means that he only thought that one or two people would be on his side, but the entire Nanya Almost the entire army was wiped out.
Bai Yousi held the sword in his arms and walked around, breathing heavily, obviously losing his composure again.
Zhang Xing, who seemed to have expected it, was also a little dazed. He began to wonder whether this was a small matter or a big deal. In the past, Nanya still had authority, both to the superiors and to the subordinates. But now this tiger skin was taken by the saint himself. What will be the consequences of tearing it apart?
Grass grows in people's hearts, right?
Bai Yousi was still walking around, and she didn't know why. The zhenqi around her began to become a little disordered. Many decorations in the white tower were moved, and papers and documents were rolled up.
"Actually, they have always been courtiers."
Zhang Xing thought for a while and decided to give some advice. "Since the Qing Emperor, although the political system has been constantly changing, overall the monarchy has become more and more powerful... Even the top of the cultivators are four 'emperors', which is already clear."
"I understand, but what I can't understand is..." Bai Yousi stopped, but his words were incoherent. "Why is it so... so..."
"So extreme?" Zhang Xing thought for a moment and filled in the blanks for the other party.
"Yes." Bai Yousi nodded, and the surrounding decorations finally stopped moving. "It's too extreme."
"There's nothing we can do about it." Zhang Xing said seriously. "This is both a political tradition and a certain trend...The influence of the emperor is too great. If a good emperor is born, the whole world will benefit, but once there is one...you know...the whole world will suffer."
"This isn't right."
"Of course not."
"Is there nothing you can do?"
"Designing the system, creating public opinion, try to restrict it... But don't think what will happen if the rulers are powerful. In the past hundreds of years, what if the clans were so powerful that they could replace the emperor? Under the family's private plan, Their exploitation of the common people is even more harmful to the world."
"Then..."
"Believe in the way of heaven...history is still moving forward. I read history books and, when the Black Emperor and the Red Emperor empress, the tribal disputes that the common people lived during the Qing Emperor were too much; when the White Emperor came, they were too strong. It’s much better than when the Black Emperor was there; even in “The Legend of Li Yue” which is only a little behind the White Emperor, the food and drinks are much better..."
"Then how to design the system?"
"There are many systems, and no one knows which one is suitable and which one is not. But generally speaking, a good system requires good productivity, and productivity is not achieved overnight."
"What the hell?"
"Just... for example, a good system needs to deliver messages faster, so the better and wider the roads are built, and the flatter and deeper the rivers are dug, the better... But according to the current situation, the people are allowed to dig the rivers and repair them. Roads will only lead to human disasters, so we have to find ways to make it easier for the old people to build roads and dig rivers without much effort.”
"That's it." Bai Yousi thought thoughtfully.
"Okay." Zhang Xing stood up. "It's all just nonsense that Li Silang and I are thinking about. It's not as good as talking about military affairs on paper. We only care about the affairs of the monarch and his subjects... Our Majesty has been on the throne for more than ten years. Which governor doesn't know him better than we do? Since he knows it, he naturally wants to do it for the family. Consideration of survival and personal safety. To put it bluntly, they have been tamed by His Majesty. Therefore, there is no need to care too much, and it is not something that people of our level can care about... Just let them do whatever they want, they are the emperor and the prime minister. .Shall we go have a drink?”
"Zhongcheng..." Bai Yousi shook his head, still seeming a little unwilling.
"Zhongcheng is an exception." Zhang Xing continued to explain helplessly. "He is from the royal family. When the late emperor was still here, he was very kind to him. So when the pilgrim came to the throne, he felt that he had that responsibility and obligation... As everyone knows, as long as he has a son, or has a high level of cultivation, He was almost eradicated by the saint. And during the late emperor's time, if he had become a great master early, he would have been sacrificed to the Dragon Seal by the late emperor and dealt with first."
"What about me?" Bai Yousi suddenly asked. "I'm not convinced either?"
"You..." Zhang Xing was puzzled at first, but then he laughed. "I'm afraid Bai Changjian hasn't been weighed by His Majesty yet, right?"
Bai Yousi was silent for a while, but still looked a little unwilling: "Zhang Xing, everyone knows that building big golden pillars is at least a waste of people and money."
"Think better." Zhang Xing put away his smile and finally came to persuade him. "If we were a saint, these gentlemen would still be loyal ministers and good ministers...but the overall situation is like this, who can do anything?"
"Who is the overall situation?" Bai Yousi seemed to be confused, but unexpectedly asked a good question.
"Good question." Zhang Xing asked solemnly. "Who is this person? Do you want to continue asking? Or come with me to Li Silang's house for a drink? Zhang Shiniang should invite you, right?"
Bai Yousi remained silent and went downstairs with Zhang Xing, preparing to go have a drink with Zhang Shiniang, who was like her closest sister.
When he walked to the corridor in the courtyard and passed by the willow green gauze tent, Bai Yousi suddenly stopped and asked in the willow forest: "In the end, the reason why Zhongcheng can stand on his own is because he is a great master, right or wrong?"
"Yes, but it's not what you think. After all, even the four emperors are 'emperors'. When they practice to a high level, they will tend to... according to the laws of nature..." Zhang Xing explained helplessly.
"I'm overthinking it." Bai Yousi nodded and set off again. "After today's incident, I'm afraid Zhong Cheng will find it difficult to move forward."
However, just after taking a few steps, he stopped again.
"So what?" Zhang Xing was a little helpless.
"There are still some very interesting places." Bai Yousi was thoughtful again. "You dug the river just now. Do you still remember the Han River? It was almost only Bai Diye who created this thoroughfare for the world, making Guanxi, Bashu, and Jingxiang almost one... In fact, the other three supreme beings It's also like this, they have cultivated to the extreme and single-handedly moved the world forward by three points, so they achieved enlightenment."
This time, it was finally Zhang Xing's turn to be silent for a while.
After waiting for a long time, Deputy Inspector Zhang slowly spoke in the willow forest in the West Garden of Ziwei Palace: "Do you want to be the Supreme? It's not impossible, but the precondition is that the world is in chaos... This is what you told me."
Bai Yousi stood tall and held his sword, looking at the man in front of him without saying a word. The willows and green branches around him were flying like silk, as if his heart was in chaos.
After a long time, the willow branches stopped, and Bai Yousi managed a smile: "Let's go drink, see you later."
ps: I was wrong...but when I wrote it at noon, I was really sleepy. I wanted to go back to bed and sleep for an hour. But in the spring, I was so sleepy that I walked two or three miles and slept for half a day.
But if you think about it this way, will your schedule be reversed?
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