"Wait!"
A hiss like scraping gravel sounded from the ministers.
Everyone followed the sound and saw Shi Ding Daquan, the imperial censor, straightening his Xie Zhi crown, adjusting his crimson official robe, and slowly and solemnly walked out of the train.
Ding Daquan had mixed feelings in his heart at this time. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that his carefully planned action was a complete failure.
The reason was, of course, that King Zhong was cunning and cunning, but the stupidity and clumsiness of his companions made him hate him even more deeply.
They just asked people to weave some rumors, but the pig-like Dong Songchen found a sinful person who was also a spy from the Northern Kingdom. When he saw that the matter failed, he actually tried to kidnap the Holy Driver.
Originally, although some of the actions were outrageous, they could still be roughly regarded as political struggles. The loser would be dismissed from office and exiled, but now it has turned into treason and rebellion, which can kill people!
He, Ding Daquan, was born as a minor official. No matter how capable he was, he could only work as a local bookkeeper. In order to get ahead, he stayed until he was nearly fifty and finally won the Jinshi. He then used his wife's relationship to get married to Yan. The noble concubine has reached this position by any means necessary, but now she is about to end here, and most likely, she will even lose her life.
When he had a premonition that the situation was not going well, he had already thought of quitting and kept lowering his sense of presence. He thought that even if he lost, as long as he kept the green hills, he would not be afraid of running out of firewood. Anyway, Concubine Yan was pregnant with a dragon seed, so there would be absolutely nothing wrong with her. For big things, when you have the opportunity, you can still pull yourself up.
But now it seemed that he couldn't hide it anymore. He didn't believe that these comrades could really stand up to the interrogation, so thinking of the tragic end that was coming, he decided to fight to the death.
He walked up to the imperial court, held the wat tablet in his hand and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, as the imperial censor, I am in charge of the affairs of the censor's station. I have something in my heart that I am unhappy about, and I hope to get your permission."
Zhao Yun glanced at Zhao Mengqi and said nothing.
When Zhao Mengqi looked at this famous traitor throughout the ages, he couldn't help but take a closer look.
The history books say that he had a blue face, like an evil ghost, but Zhao Mengqi looked at it and saw that it was a little blue-gray, but he was still handsome and did not look ugly or scary. He must have been the person who wrote the history. I hate his evil deeds, so he is vilified.
It is true to say that the ancients believed that good looks come from the heart, and the selection of officials is more about an official's appearance and appearance. Not to mention how handsome he is, at least he must have good facial features, otherwise it will lose the dignity of the court.
No matter what he looks like, compared with Jia Sidao, who is also a traitor in the history of the Song Dynasty, this guy basically has no political achievements. He only does bad things such as bullying his subordinates, forming cliques for selfish interests, and rejecting dissidents. He is undoubtedly a great traitor. .
I haven't seen him come forward just now, and I thought he was going to hold back until death. Now the dust has almost settled, but he came out again, which made Zhao Mengqi a little confused.
"What do you want to say?"
Ding Daquan looked solemn, with concern for the country and the people in his voice, "The imperial dynasty has a censor, who is responsible for detecting evil officials and correcting discipline. The court will discuss major matters and report minor matters. The censor is the mouthpiece of the country and writes to him. It is a bounden duty to speak up. If the king loses his virtue, goes against the law and leads to chaos, his government is in ruins and he disobeys the loyal, he neglects the virtuous, the Censor Office can rebuke him. We, the officials, are dedicated to punishing Yan Yinglin and fighting against evil. ."
"Prince Zhong, you are the crown prince, and you have placed the high hopes of millions of people in the Song Dynasty. When I hear that you have bad conduct, as a censor, I naturally cannot remain indifferent. Driven by the desire to dissuade, my actions and words may be excessive. It is rumored that there may be mistakes or omissions in the report, but all this is for the good of the Song Dynasty and for the good of His Highness."
"Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, our ancestors have adhered to the creed of "listening to both sides and understanding". They never sinned with words. Even if they made mistakes in impeaching officials, they would only be slightly punished, but they would not be convicted and imprisoned. Only in this way can they be able to speak unimpeded. , so as to achieve political harmony and harmonious people."
"When the Censor impeached His Highness, he corrected the problem and encouraged him. He should not blame the Censor for his anger. If His Highness was arrested and interrogated because the Censor's impeachment was wrong, wouldn't it be a big violation of the country? Does the dynasty system violate the teachings of our ancestors? Taking the example of the sinner, who else in the world dares to speak easily, how can we control right and wrong, and correct gains and losses? In this way, the fall of the Song Dynasty is approaching!"
"These are my words from the bottom of my heart. I have worked hard for each sentence. I hope that Your Highness will rein in the situation and not make the same mistake again and again. For this reason, I will not hesitate to be shattered to pieces!"
These words made the ministers nod frequently and seemed to feel the same way. Especially at the end, Ding Daquan burst into tears and demonstrated his dedication so vividly that even Marquis Zhuge Wu felt ashamed when he saw it.
At this time, Ding Daquan had just taken charge of the Yushitai. He had not had time to do anything bad and his evil deeds had not yet been revealed, so the officials thought that he was really a loyal and upright person.
So they all came out to echo, "Your Highness, please don't use your words to sin."
"Your Highness, tolerance and magnanimity are the demeanor of a king. Even if the speaker is wrong, he cannot be silenced, blocked from speaking, or blocked from hearing."
"Your Highness, good medicine is bitter in the mouth and good for the disease, and good advice is hard on the ears and good for the deeds!"
"Your Highness, the censors are also dedicated to serving the country, so please don't ask for full blame."
Soon, the imperial street was filled with officials, all of whom were earnestly admonishing and begging for mercy.
In fact, among them, there are also some censors who dislike them. It can be said that almost all those who served as officials in the court have been impeached. However, for the collective interests of civil servants, they are all unanimous in maintaining certain traditions.
"Hahahahahaha..." Zhao Mengqi held his stomach and laughed wildly.
All the officials below were dumbfounded. Is what we said so ridiculous? Could it be that the loyal king has gone crazy again?
Suddenly, Zhao Mengqi suddenly stopped laughing again and said seriously, "I'm sorry, my armpit was itchy for no reason just now."
The officials collectively rolled their eyes. Why don't you use some snacks to make excuses?
"Hey, what the gentlemen said just now touched the little king deeply." Zhao Mengqi looked sincere, as if he was ready to admit his mistake, "Ding Shiyu, the little king has a few questions to ask."
"You ask." Ding Daquan pretended to be calm.
"You, the censor, are responsible for supervising the entire court. So, who will supervise you, the censor? Don't say that you are all honest and honest, and there is no need for supervision."
Ding Daquan said attentively, "Of course it is your Majesty's supervision, and the censor's self-examination and self-correction, as well as mutual supervision."
"Oh, I don't care whether this is useful or not, but I think since we have to supervise each other, we must keep a distance in private. Then let me ask you, on the third, fifth, and sixth day of March, even until yesterday, your Yushitai People gather together in your private home almost every day, may I ask, what are you doing?"
Ding Daquan was stunned. He had forgotten the all-pervasive guys from the Imperial City Department, and his face darkened, "Your Highness! Using hawks and dogs to pry into the privacy of ministers is not what a gentleman would do, nor what a wise master would do!"
"Haha, privacy? More than a dozen ministers have secret meetings every day. Is this called privacy? Are you allowed to hear about things, spread rumors, make trouble, and conspire against each other, but the royal family is not allowed to supervise and investigate you? To tell you the truth, you are jumping up and down these days. Every move is recorded by the Imperial City Division, and it is clear at a glance whether he is dedicated to serving the public good!"
Ding Daquan's vision went dark and he fainted.
