Xie Daoqing really wanted to refuse, but she didn't have the power.
Although she was the head of the palace, she could not stop Lizong from taking a concubine out.
Lizong just respected her and expressed his intention to lead people.
She was a queen, so she couldn't show jealousy on her face, so she had to agree.
More importantly, if she doesn't go, what if Lizong is happy and rewards the hanging garden to that bitch Yan Guifei?
Mou Zi couldn't help but become anxious when he heard that the official wanted to take the saint and his concubine out.
Could it be that the officials ignored the rules of the palace and wanted to leave the palace?
Dong Songchen was a eunuch who could persuade the emperor to leave the palace, but he had to dissuade him. This was the duty of a minister.
Mou Zicai hurriedly put down his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and came to Lizong.
He saluted with both hands and said to Lizong: "Guan Jia, your body is related to the country and the country of the Song Dynasty. You must not leave the palace."
Lizong couldn't help but frown, and met another minister who violated Yan Jin's admonishment.
"Liang Lang, the official's health is not good, and the doctor asked the official to rest more and relax. Now the official wants to go out and relax, is it wrong for the doctor to say so?" Dong Songchen was eager for the official to leave the palace, and he also took a look at it himself. , hurriedly blocked Mou Zicai's mouth with the doctor's words.
Not to mention, what we were looking at this time was the legendary Hanging Garden.
He had long wanted to go out and take a look, but the officials were busy with government affairs and had no time to go out and take a look.
Now that the official family is ill, there is less hard work and more leisure.
If you don’t go out now, then you’ll have to wait for a while.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel jealous of Mou Zi. After he got off duty, he could go out and see the hanging garden anytime and anywhere.
And even if he wanted to go out, he couldn't because he was a eunuch.
His duty is to serve good officials in the palace and not allow other eunuchs to get close to the officials.
If there are other eunuchs serving the official family, it means that he has fallen out of favor.
Therefore, he must resolutely stop Mou Zicai's dissuasion.
This is not only for officials, saints and noble concubines, but also for myself.
Mou Zicai rolled his eyes, and Dong Songchen pulled the doctor out as a shield. The other party did have a lot of righteousness.
But he is a minister, and it is his duty to give advice, otherwise it will be his dereliction of duty.
He rolled his eyes and bowed respectfully to Lizong again, admonishing him hard: "I would like to inform the officials that the court's expenses are extremely tight now, and the expenditure on bookkeeping is huge, and the state treasury may not be able to bear it."
Lubu refers to the pomp and ceremony of officials leaving the palace, including the civil and military ministers, the patrol clearing team, the twelve levels of etiquette of the lead, the band, the chariot, the guard troops, etc. The maximum is more than 20,000, and the minimum is more than 20,000. thousand.
This is not only very expensive, but also disturbing to the people.
Dong Songchen felt very anxious when he saw the unhappy expressions on the faces of the officials and saints.
The official's thoughts are his thoughts, and the official's head is his head.
what to do? Facing this smelly and tough civil servant, he couldn't scold him, let alone beat him.
When they came in to remonstrate with Yan Zhijian, even the officials were afraid of these civil servants.
But he was Lizong's personal eunuch and had to share the worries of the official family.
If he cannot share the worries of the official family, then his personal eunuch will come to an end, and the official family may find a capable eunuch to replace him at any time.
Thinking of this, he bowed his hands to Mou Zicai and said respectfully: "Liang Lang, your worries are unnecessary. Please don't worry this time. The official visit is incognito and private. No records are required."
What he was thinking in his mind was that, for the sake of working together, Mr. Qi, please spare the old slave this time.
He said with a pleading look in his eyes.
"If you don't need a book, what should you do if something happens to the official family?" Mou Zicai reprimanded Dong Songchen loudly, and his saliva splashed on his face.
Dong Songchen was extremely angry. He, a personal eunuch, had never been spat on before.
But now not only can't I wipe my saliva, but I can't even complain at all.
He must say all he can and remove this obstacle.
This is a technical job, and the other party is not only a civil servant, but also has great righteousness.
It just so happened that he was a eunuch and an eunuch, so he was inherently deficient in facing civil servants.
He rolled his eyes, bowed his hands and asked loudly: "Taizu also paid a private visit incognito, why can't the official family do the same?"
Hearing this, Lizong couldn't help stroking his beard. Taizu had also paid a private visit incognito, which was a precedent.
While drinking tea, he looked at Mou Zicai lightly to see how he would respond.
"Taizu went to his ministers' homes for a private visit in disguise. He never went to a restaurant or teahouse for a private visit." Mou Zi was stunned at first, but he reacted very quickly and immediately retorted, "Do you want to trick officials into becoming Huizong?"
Dong Songchen's face changed drastically. In addition to Taizu and Taizong, there was also an official in the Song Dynasty who liked to visit privately in disguise.
This person was none other than Song Huizong.
However, the place where he paid a private visit incognito was not the minister's home, but a brothel.
It is said that he was busy with government affairs and liked the famous actor Li Shishi.
The ending was, of course, very tragic. Not only did the Song Dynasty perish, but he himself was captured by the Jin Kingdom.
Mou Zicai not only retorted with reason, but also glanced at the fake palace maid, and his words spoke for themselves.
Where did this fake palace maid come from? Who else besides Dong Songchen?
Seeing Mou Zicai's cold gaze, Dong Songchen's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he wished he could drill a piece of it into the ground.
Not only was Dong Songchen uncomfortable, but Lizong was even more embarrassed.
Because he has a prostitute pretending to be a palace maid. How different is this from Song Huizong?
He saw that Mou Zicai was beating Dong Songchen on the surface, but in fact he was beating himself up.
Lizong felt that he was in a trance, so he had to pick up the teacup and drink tea while pretending to be calm to cover himself up.
Xie Daoqing saw all this and couldn't help but smile.
In fact, she also meant this, but she had the intention but was powerless.
Unexpectedly, Mou Zicai would use this method to help her.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Mou Zicai gratefully.
Dong Songchen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and had an idea flash in his mind.
He bowed his hands to Xie Daoqing and asked solemnly: "Sage, may I ask if hanging gardens is a royal business?"
Mou Zi did not expect that Dong Songchen would be so cunning and turn his target on the saint after hitting a stone here.
Of course, he couldn't stop him from saying this. He would see how the saint would deal with it.
Xie Daoqing was drinking tea, but he didn't expect Dong Songchen to suddenly turn his target towards him.
She put down the tea cup and rolled her eyes, not understanding what Dong Songchen was thinking.
"You are wrong. The Hanging Garden is a business jointly owned by the royal family and Zhao Ping." However, this statement cannot be denied, but it cannot be taken advantage of. Dong Songchen replied calmly.
Although her tone was calm, she caught the loophole in Dong Songchen's words and immediately refuted him.
Of course Dong Songchen had a purpose in saying this, just to make the officials happy.
He knew that officials liked hanging gardens and wished they could all be their own.
He wanted to please the officials, but unexpectedly offended the saint.
The saint controls everything in the harem, including his power of life and death.
If the saint is determined to beat him to death, the officials cannot protect him. The most they can do is intercede for him.
Thinking of this, his expression changed greatly, and he knelt down in a hurry, kowtowing as if he was pounding garlic: "The saint is right, but the old slave is wrong. The Hanging Garden is jointly owned by the royal family and Zhao Ping."
He said this with fear in his heart, but the work of trying to please both sides didn't work.
The queen looked at Dong Songchen lightly, and then looked at the official family without any trace, feeling that she had gained back in the competition with the official family.
Of course she knew what the official meant, but she told the official through the eunuch's words that it was impossible to take possession of the hanging garden.
Zhao Ping is so good to the royal family, and the officials want to keep it all for themselves, so they must give up on this idea.
Lizong looked at Xie Daoqing's eyes and felt his face was burning, so he had to give up the idea of taking the hanging garden as his own.
"Now that you know your mistake, let's get up." Xie Daoqing didn't want to be too stiff with Lizong, so he gave Lizong face.
But Dong Songchen did not get up, but knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, and asked respectfully: "Sage, since the Hanging Garden is the business of the royal family and Zhao Ping, why not go to inspect it with officials and saints?"
Seeing that the sage admitted that the Hanging Garden was the business of the royal family and Zhao Ping, Dong Songchen finally revealed his purpose and revealed his purpose.
When Lizong heard this, he couldn't help but nodded slightly. Mou Zicai stretched his legs and wanted to kick Dong Songchen away, but he had to retreat midway.
After all, Dong Songchen is a member of the palace and a personal eunuch of the official family. The most he can do is think this way.
This is a very difficult question to answer, involving a contest between officials, saints, and civil servants.
There may be eunuchs, but Dong Songchen's meaning is the official meaning, which can be ignored.
Xie Daoqing found it difficult to answer, so he hurriedly picked up the tea cup and drank tea to cover himself up.
She drank tea and kept thinking.
"Of course it's okay for the officials to patrol with me." Xie Daoqing thought for a while and finally decided to go and have a look.
This was an opportunity to leave the palace. Without official permission, she would never have the chance to leave.
Once you enter the Marquis Gate, you feel as deep as the sea, let alone the palace.
It wouldn't be bad if she had a son and a half daughters, at least she would have a spiritual sustenance, but she has no children.
It would be nice to have no biological children, at least she would have adopted children, but God was unfair to her, and neither would she have adopted children.
When did she leave the palace? Except for visiting relatives, she almost never left the palace.
However, although she said she wanted to go out on inspection, she put forward a condition, that is, she and the officials did not call the concubine a bitch.
Hearing the sage's answer, Dong Songchen couldn't help but be overjoyed. He respectfully kowtowed to the sage three times before getting up from the floor.
After getting up, he was about to make arrangements when his expression suddenly changed.
It turned out that Dong Songchen remembered that he had missed one person. He only said that the official family and the saint came out of the palace together, and did not mention the imperial concubine.
Thinking of this, Dong Songchen wanted to die.
What should he do? He suddenly knelt down again and kowtowed to the saint: "Sage, what should I do, the noble concubine?"
Not only Dong Songchen looked at her, but the officials and Mou Zicai also looked at her.
Let's talk, she really doesn't want this, bitch goes too.
But she is the master of the harem, so she cannot be jealous and must be generous.
What's more, she just agreed to Lizong's request, how could she go back on her word?
"Yes." She replied calmly.
Dong Songchen couldn't help but be overjoyed. After kowtowing, he got up and went to make arrangements.
"My lord, please stand." A sharp voice came from behind him, like a sharp arrow.
He had no choice but to turn around and salute Mou Zicai: "Master Qi, what can I do for you?"
"You must ensure the safety of the official saint and the noble concubine, otherwise I will kill you first." Seeing that the saint had agreed, Mou Zi had no choice but to step back and put the safety of the official family and others first.
Dong Songchen couldn't help but be overjoyed and replied loudly: "Liang Lang, there is no need to give this order. The safety of the official, saint and noble concubine naturally comes first."
After saying this, he immediately called the young eunuch Zhang Yin and asked him to go out and make arrangements.
Although the visit is private, sedans, guards, etc. must be arranged.
As Mou Zicai said, as a personal eunuch, he must put the safety of officials, saints and concubines first.
Lizong and Xie Daoqing did not speak, but drank tea on the side.
The two of them looked at each other and shook their heads. In fact, they already knew this was the result.
Only then did Mou Zi see Lizong's metaphorical gaze, and he stepped forward and saluted with awe-inspiring righteousness: "It is the duty of a minister to report to the official saints, to eat the emperor's salary, and to be loyal to the emperor."
Lizong's face was stern and he didn't even look at him. He drank tea and snorted as an answer.
He hated these civil servants the most. He always reminded himself from the perspective of the country and the country of the Song Dynasty.
In fact, they are not reminding themselves, but teaching themselves from the perspective of righteousness.
He is already in his forties and is not a three-year-old child, so he doesn't understand this.
But these ministers just wanted to regulate themselves with righteousness and awe-inspiring principles.
Xie Daoqing's eyes looked much better, and he nodded slightly to express his praise.
When Lizong saw Xie Daoqing's actions, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. If the queen faced the bombardment of these ministers every day, how could she bear it?
Although he thought so, he couldn't say it, otherwise he would lose the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers.
The king and his ministers finally arrived at the Hanging Garden. Unexpectedly, bigger things were yet to come.
