Chapter 4 Waiting for the Hospital (Part 1)

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Lin'an City Imperial City's south gate, outside Hening Gate, and on the east side are the waiting courtyards.

The Dailu Courtyard was specially prepared by the court for ministers who came to the court, and it also reflected the court's good treatment of its ministers. Housing in Lin'an City is tight, and many courtiers rent houses in various lanes. The morning court comes early, and Hening Gate has not yet opened, so there is no place to sit and wait. If you arrive late, or you have a temporary illness, or if you are not close to Ningmen, there is no place to wait for the officer on duty to go in and report. It is indeed a good place to wait to go to court.

The hall in the waiting courtyard is spacious, with complete tables and chairs, and even quilts. The courtiers waiting for the court are safe from rain or shine.

It is worth mentioning that the Dailu Courtyard was built by Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty. It seems that this famous "escape emperor" in the history of the Southern Song Dynasty was not without merit.

The time had not yet come and the palace gate had not yet opened. Zhao Hong and Zhen Dexiu walked into the waiting courtyard on the east side of Hening Gate while talking.

Of course, most of the time it was Zhen Dexiu who spoke and Zhao Hong just listened. Occasionally, the few words he said were just laughs, but they made Zhen Dexiu's soul come out of his body again and again.

"Redundant officials, redundant soldiers, redundant expenses? Your Highness, did you realize this on your own?"

Zhen Dexiu looked at his former disciple with surprise on his face.

"How many officials and soldiers do I have in the Song Dynasty? Zhen Gong will naturally understand, no need to say more. Three redundancies lead to poverty and weakness, weak combat power, corrupt officials, and the imperial court is overwhelmed."

As a history teacher, Zhao Hong learned these basic principles at random.

However, there were some shortcomings, such as the belief that civil society controlled military affairs, that the scholar-bureaucrat family was dominant, that the minister was strong but the emperor was weak, etc., it was inconvenient for him to talk about it in front of a scholar-official like Zhen Dexiu.

"Poor and weak?"

Zhen Dexiu nodded unconsciously and asked subconsciously.

"Your Highness, how can we eradicate the long-standing evils?"

"Then what else is there to say? It can only be a reform and innovation from top to bottom."

Zhao Hong talked eloquently, just like lecturing to his students in the past.

If the reform from top to bottom cannot be implemented, it will be a revolution from bottom to top, or it will be trampled by the cavalry of the north and behind the cliff.

"What Your Highness said is wrong."

Zhen Dexiu shook his head, apparently disagreeing with Zhao Hong's point of view.

"If the benefits are not a hundred, the law will not change; if the merits are not ten, the tools will not be changed. Good governance depends on people's governance. If the monarch is wise, the officials are honest, and everyone is clean and tidy, how can there be no governance in the world?"

"Zhen Gong, after so many years of rule, has our Song Dynasty improved?"

Zhao Hong asked directly.

It was then that he was surprised to find that he quickly integrated into this era, seamlessly.

I don’t know if this is a benefit for time travellers?

"Your Highness, it seems that you and I have some differences in our views."

Zhen Dexiu laughed, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

This disciple of his is not useless.

"Your Highness, do you know about Huaidong Li Quan?"

Zhen Dexiu frowned and got involved in the war on the eastern border of Huainan in the Song Dynasty.

"Li Quan, the leader of the Shandong Zhongyi Army, is arrogant and domineering. He dominates Qingzhou in Shandong and Chuzhou, an important town in Huaidong. The court still has a headache because of this."

Li Quan, formerly the leader of the Shandong Rebel Army, is now a warlord with strong troops and horses, occupying both sides of the Huai River. He is inseparable from the Song Dynasty, and is no different from a separatist regime.

"Jia She, the former envoy to Huaidong, wanted to control the Shandong Zhongyi Army by means of money, food and division. He believed that the Zhongyi Army would eat people when hungry and kill people when full, which alienated the Zhongyi Army from the court. Shi Miyuan was timid and wanted to win over people. Li Quan continued to appoint high-ranking officials, and Li Quan took the opportunity to become powerful. Jia She was exhausted physically and mentally, so he resigned from the imperial court and was appointed as an envoy. After receiving the order, he returned to the capital to report, and died of illness in Lin'an Prefecture."

Zhen Dexiu shook his head and continued:

"Jia She has some talents, but in some aspects..."

Zhen Dexiu hesitated to speak, apparently because the deceased was dead and did not want to gossip behind others' backs.

The Jia She that Zhen Dexiu mentioned was the envoy to Huaidong who was appointed by the Song Dynasty and also controlled the troops and horses in Jingdong and Hebei. He had just left office and died of illness.

Zhao Hong didn't ask further questions. He just seemed to remember that Jia She seemed to be the father of Jia Sidao, the famous traitor in the Southern Song Dynasty in history. His daughter Jia Guifei was as beautiful as a flower and was the concubine of Song Lizong Zhao Yun who replaced him in power.

"True Lord, Your Highness."

All the ministers along the way paid tribute one after another. No matter how different their political opinions were, it was still peaceful and harmonious at this moment.

"Your Highness, your true lord."

Seeing Zhao Hong and Zhen Dexiu coming in, a tall, dignified-looking middle-aged official stood up and bowed his hands in greeting.

"Servant Wei, long time no see."

With a smile on his face, Zhen Dexiu greeted Wei Liaoweng, the Minister of War.

"Your Highness, how are you doing lately? Have you composed any new music?"

Wei Liaoweng looked at Zhao Hong, and there seemed to be a hint of amusement in his eyes.

On weekdays, you just play the piano and sing loudly. Do you still know that you are a dignified prince and the heir to the Song Dynasty?

Minister Wei? Wei Liaoweng?

Zhao Hong understood instantly.

This tall and mighty middle-aged civil servant is probably the most famous Wei Liaoweng in the history of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Fortunately, on the way to the court, Li Tang gave him a general knowledge of the situation in the court. Coupled with the historical knowledge in his mind, he quickly determined the identity of the person in front of him.

"Wei Gong, piano music is only for cultivating one's sentiments, and should be played only when you are bored. In recent days, I have been practicing martial arts and equestrian skills, and I have been reading the classics and history of war. When Yu Fenglinhuoshan talked about it, I learned a lot!"

Zhao Hong has a smile on his face and is harmless to humans and animals.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people divide into groups. Wei Liaoweng was born in the Wei Gao family in Pujiang, Sichuan, and was a scholar-bureaucrat. He and Zhen Dexiu were Jinshi in the same department. They were the same age, and they were both clean and honest people.

He is also the person he wants to win over and get closer to.

"Your Highness is so elegant that I am impressed by this!"

Wei Liaoweng's eyes were a little surprised and a little relieved.

As the only prince in the official family of the Song Dynasty, he was certainly relieved to be able to make progress and stop being so immodest and addicted to prostitution.

Su Shi called himself "Old Man" when he was 38 years old. He is already 45 years old, so of course he can call himself "Old Minister".

"Amazed? It's too early to say this. What have you done already? If it were an official... can His Highness be able to take on the heavy responsibility of the Song Dynasty?"

Zhen Dexiu's expression is full of sorrow for his misfortune and anger for his absurdity.

"Zhen Gong, you have a bad attitude, you are too negative!"

Zhao Hong laughed loudly and retorted unceremoniously, attracting the surprised eyes of several officials around him.

A teacher who always complains and attacks his students and leaves him alone is not very good at being a teacher.

Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaowen were both startled, and Wei Liaowen laughed softly.

This Zhao Hong is somewhat interesting.

"Your Highness, you are also well-read in poetry and literature. Don't you know how to think twice before doing anything you do?"

Being talked back to by his disciple, Zhen Dexiu's face turned red and he immediately taught him a lesson.

Zhao Hong smiled and was about to reply.

To be honest, with his limited historical knowledge, he really didn't know what "treason" or "deviant" things he had committed.

A burst of noise came from outside, causing Zhao Hong and others to stop arguing and all looked up.

"Historical Prime Minister!"

"I've seen the historical minister!"

The officials nodded and bowed, making way for a path with flattering smiles. They bowed and bowed to greet a sixty-year-old man with a black hard-winged futou, a red robe with a fish bag, and a purple official robe.

Officials were shouting in front of them, and an old man in his sixties walked in, surrounded by stars like stars holding the moon. The old man had cold eyes, a thin face, a tall body, a long white beard, and he was not angry and intimidating.

"Historical minister, what a great official authority!"

Zhen Dexiu looked away and snorted coldly.

"With power over the government and the public, covering the sky with one hand, how miserable were the people of the Song Dynasty?"

Wei Liaoweng's eyes were dark, he stroked his beard and sighed.

History! Shi Miyuan!

Zhao Hong was shocked and had a playful look in his eyes.

This is the famous and powerful prime minister of the current dynasty, and his mortal enemy in life is far away.

The tragedies of his own life, including "a raccoon cat for a prince" and his death by hanging, were all due to this king.

Of course, this was the fate of his predecessor, but now it is his own fate. Of course he would not sit back and die, even if he was dying, he would still struggle a few times.

After all, no one would just watch themselves being played to death by others.

Historically, Shi Miyuan forged an imperial edict to kill Han Yuzhou, the grand master of the dynasty, and dared to forge an imperial edict to depose the prince Zhao Hong, and promoted Zhao Guicheng, Emperor Lizong of the Song Dynasty, to the throne. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. He is truly a coward.

Even though Qin Hui was so powerful that he was so disliked by the then crown prince Song Xiaozong Zhao Min, Qin Hui did not dare to do such a crazy thing as deposing him and establishing a new one!

This guy is truly cruel and daring.

"Zhenzhizhou, Minister Wei, Your Highness, you are all here."

Seeing Zhao Hong and the others, Shi Miyuan smiled kindly and bowed his hands.

"Zhenzhizhou, Minister Wei, Your Highness."

The officials behind Shi Miyuan also paid tribute to Zhao Hong and the others.

Surprisingly, officials seemed to pay less attention to Zhao Hong than to Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaoweng. In terms of address order, Zhao Hong was also placed last.

"Good morning, Prime Minister!"

"Historical Prime Minister!"

Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaowen smiled faintly and greeted each other separately.

"Historian Prime Minister, everyone, morning!"

Although he knew that he and the other party were already incompatible, Zhao Hong still smiled.

He used edicts to kill important officials in the imperial court, he edicted to change the emperor, and forced the other party to commit suicide. He was so bold and ruthless, what else could he not do?

We must be extremely cautious and extra careful with such people.

"Your Highness, how have you been lately?"

Shi Miyuan looked at Zhao Hong in surprise, still smiling.

This nerd didn't even show his face to him, which was beyond his expectation.

"I miss you, Mr. Shi, and everything is fine. Mr. Shi is still young and powerful, and his style remains the same. He is really a blessing to me, the Song Dynasty!"

Zhao Hong's gentle tone made people feel like taking a breath of spring breeze.

It was in the hands of this guy's three generations of prime ministers that the vitality of the Southern Song Dynasty was severely damaged and the national power declined. Now he wants to do it again and kill himself, and the thought of it makes him angry.

"Your Highness has given you too much praise! I am ashamed, ashamed!"

Shi Miyuan was even more surprised, but still had a friendly smile on his face.

"Your Highness, are there any new songs recently? Let me know."

A fat, black and green-robed official in his fifties asked Zhao Hong with a smile.

The fat black official's words made the officials around Shi Miyuan, including Shi Miyuan, laugh.

This laughter seemed to be very contemptuous and disapproving.

"Everyone, everyone, I have recently heard a new song called "Smiling Proudly on the Rivers and Lakes". It is to persuade those who fly to the sky and be violent to look at the peak and rest their hearts. Dear Sirs, life is short, why bother fighting for power and profit and embarrassing yourself? Another day , I will definitely play this piece for you to clear your mind and brighten your eyesight."

Zhao Hong said softly, and all the ministers heard clearly, and the lively atmosphere immediately became much quieter.

"Your Highness, I retire!"

Shi Miyuan looked at Zhao Hong, cupped his hands, turned and left, his face immediately returned to a serious look, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your Highness, resign! Resign!"

The ministers followed Shi Miyuan and walked away tacitly.

Zhao Hong held up his hands and looked at the backs of Shi Miyuan and everyone leaving, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

He originally wanted to say a few soft words to Shi Miyuan just now, to ease the relationship between the two in public, and to give Shi Miyuan a step forward. But once the fat black official interfered, his true feelings were revealed.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. The feud has been going on for a long time, and I'm afraid it won't be resolved so easily, so I'd better avoid talking about it.

Besides, if he does this, what will people like Wei Liaoweng and Zhen Dexiu think of him?

He still understands the common ways of the world.

"Mr. Wei, that nasty fat black man..."

Zhao Hong pointed at the back of the fat black official and hesitated to speak.

He didn't know who this person was, but he intuitively felt that he was not a good person and was not a good person.

"Liang Chengda has evil intentions and a ruthless talent. His Highness is doing the right thing and ignores him."

Wei Liaoweng sincerely admired Zhao Hong.

He dared to defy a group of court officials in public, and his nickname of Geng Jie and Guyong was not for nothing.

"Liang Chengda is despicable. He is just Shi Miyuan's family dog. He is insidious and cunning. He must avenge himself. Why would Your Highness bother to be on the same level as him?"

Zhen Dexiu looked ugly, and his impression of Liang Chengda was obviously very bad.

Liang Chengda! Liang Chengda, one of the three evils in "Four Woods and Three Evils", is the worst among the three evils.

Zhao Hong was secretly surprised. This guy is indeed insidious. He actually wants to make himself look embarrassed in public. His intention is to be punished.

It seems that the discipline of the DPRK has been corrupted and morals have been corrupted. Not only are there too many bad people, they are getting worse as they get older.

Even before going to court, there is already a dark wind. I don’t know how many overt and covert attacks are going on in the court hall and in private areas?