The Golden Crow falls in the west and the Jade Rabbit rises in the east.
Things returned to normal in front of He Ning's gate, and the people on Yu Street were all dispersed and returned home.
It's just that the court meeting did not end, but was moved to Chongzheng Hall. The reason was that one was the lighting, and the other was that the following events were not suitable for the people to see.
Anyway, the sleeping sickness that the people were most concerned about has been solved. Most of the previous rumors about King Zhong were proven to be rumors. The only thing left is to interrogate and deal with the officials involved.
This involves government secrets and the court's reputation. How can ordinary people give advice and discuss it?
In the Chongzheng Hall, Zhao Yun looked at the crowd of people kneeling below with a livid expression on his face.
Dong Songchen, Lu Yunsheng, Ding Daquan, Zhou Tan, Yuan Ze, Xiao Tailai, Zhu Yingyuan, Lu Yue...
There were more than fifty officials directly involved, especially Yushitai, whose entire army was almost wiped out.
Zhao Yun's headache now is how to characterize this case. Is it a party quarrel or a conspiracy? The most important thing is that although no one has confessed Yan Guifei, everyone knows that she is the mastermind, so this case It can also be seen as seizing the direct descendant.
But after thinking about it, I realized that all the initiative was in the hands of my son, because he was the final winner.
Sigh... Let's talk to him first.
"Shiro, come with me."
Leaving behind all the ministers in the palace, Zhao Yun and Zhao Mengqi came to Yanhe Hall.
After waving away everyone else, the father and son sat opposite each other. After a long moment of silence, Zhao Yun said in a hoarse voice, "Silang, do you want to take the throne now?"
Zhao Mengqi was surprised and suspected that he was hallucinating, "Dad, what did you say?"
"If you want, I can take the throne and become the Supreme Emperor, and you can do whatever you want in the world." Zhao Yun seemed to be serious.
Zhao Mengqi's heartbeat quickened, a rush of blood rushed to his head, and he almost agreed.
wrong!
I'm afraid Lao Zhao is testing himself by taking retreat as an opportunity to advance!
The current situation is not at the point where Zhao Yun is about to abdicate. The power of the country is still firmly in his hands, and he doesn't look frustrated.
Although among the five emperors after the southern crossing, the first two of them both took the throne and became the Supreme Emperor. It seems reasonable for Zhao Yun to want to take the Zen throne. But the problem is that Zhao Mengqi was only fifteen years old and his hair was not even long. How could he easily become the emperor? Let him rule the world.
If you want to be Li Er, you must first have Li Er's capital.
This emperor is not just given a title, he can command the world by sitting on that dragon throne.
If you want to exercise imperial power, you must have supporters and others are willing to obey your orders.
But if you think about it carefully, how many people can you have in your hands?
In the court, only Yang Dong and Ye Mengding were his people, and Ye Mengding was still with Ding You. In the army, only Qu Moxuan might be closer to him, like Shi Huai and Xue Jin of the Palace Front Division, and even the Imperial City Division. Gu Qing is actually from Old Man Lin.
The premise for Old Man Lin to lean towards himself is that he must be a good son of Old Zhao. If he becomes a traitor, he will be hit with a big stick.
In other words, except for Huang Gou, a loyal servant, and Chang Geng and Wu Qiong, a few little loaches, he has no close relatives at all.
After thinking about it, Zhao Mengqi said sarcastically, "Dad, I'm joking. I'm a young man with poor moral character, limited talent and little knowledge. How can I govern the world now?"
Zhao Yun looked at him steadily for a while, "Really don't want it?"
"No! Absolutely not!" Zhao Mengqi waved his hands desperately with a firm look on his face.
"Well, you don't want this for yourself." Zhao Yun had a look on his face, "Then it's me who has the final say in matters concerning the court?"
The fox's tail was exposed immediately. It was really cunning and cunning, and it was about to take away the initiative!
Zhao Mengqi was not willing to let all his hard work go to waste, so he hesitated and said, "Daddy, let's talk about how we plan to handle this case first."
Zhao Yun sighed, "I know what you want. Although I don't agree with it very much, I don't intend to overturn it all. I just want to control the degree."
"What kind of control method?"
"First of all, we can't bring Madam Yan into this matter!"
"Dad, you are too biased. She is the culprit! Are you going to let her continue to deal with children in the future?"
"Shiro, if you wanted to deal with her before, you would have dealt with her, but she is pregnant now. Don't worry, even if I give you a younger brother, your position as the crown prince will never be shaken!"
Haha, I believe you are the only one who has a ghost. Even if she is not pregnant, you are not willing to deal with her.
Zhao Mengqi rolled his eyes secretly. In fact, he had long understood that this was Lao Zhao's rebellion, and he had no hope of actually dealing with her. But Lao Zhao could retreat in order to advance, so why couldn't he bargain?
"There must be an explanation."
Zhao Yun thought for a while and said, "There should be a punishment, so let's demote him to Zhaoyi and be banned for three years. That's okay."
In the harem of the Song Dynasty, the first rank was naturally the queen, the second rank was the fourth concubine, the third rank was the ninth concubine, then Jieyu, beauty, talent, Baolin, imperial concubine, and maiden concubine, and so on.
The imperial concubine is the first of the four concubines, with a status second only to the queen. Zhaoyi is the first of the nine concubines, which means she has been reduced to a lower level. In fact, as long as Zhao Yun's favor remains, this is just a matter of face. As for the grounding, it is even more serious. Haha.
But as long as I can cut off the hand that this woman stretches out towards the outside, I don't have to worry about what damage she can cause.
As for seizing the legitimate son, Zhao Mengqi is really not worried. Even if his son wants to fight with him, it will have to be more than ten years later. If he can't even win the fight with a little kid by then, he might as well sleep.
Although he thought so, Zhao Mengqi still acted reluctantly, "Okay, just follow dad, but other people can't let it go so easily!"
"Tsk! Why are you so murderous?" Zhao Yun glared fiercely, then calmed down, "Killing a scholar-official will never be approved by the ministers. The world must still be governed by them. We must." We can only kill one or two, so let Dong Songchen, Lu Yunsheng, and Ding Daquan commit suicide out of fear of crime."
Lao Zhao wanted to kill these three, obviously out of selfish motives, and asked them to take the blame for Concubine Yan.
"No!" Zhao Mengqi became stubborn. Breaking the convention of not killing scholar-bureaucrats was one of his main purposes. "Lu Yunsheng can commit suicide. Dong Songchen must know the canonical punishment. He is not a scholar-bureaucrat anyway. Also, Ding Daquan, Xiao Tai Lai, Zhu Yingyuan, Lu Yue, Hu Zhongyi, and Zhou Shifa must also be punished according to the canon!"
Without bloodshed, how can it be possible to instigate future reforms in government affairs!
"Hiss..." Zhao Yun took a breath and felt the roots of his teeth sore, "They are all censors and imperial students. This... you know, in order to ensure smooth communication channels, I, the Song Dynasty, will not easily accuse Yan Guan. Yes, not only do you want to kill, but you also kill so many people, who in the future will dare to write a letter to speak out?"
Indeed, both the censor and the imperial students were important components of the public opinion system at this time, but what Zhao Mengqi wanted was to break this system.
"Taizu had killed the imperial censor, and Gaozong had killed the imperial disciples, so they were not without the forefront. What's more, if they were killed for treason, the ministers could not fault them."
Zhao Yun shook his head, "It's impossible not to find fault. Those big turbans are not that easy to talk about."
"Strike while the iron is hot, the case will be concluded tonight. In this limelight, the minister has no confidence to object!" Zhao Mengqi insisted.
Seeing that he couldn't convince his son, Zhao Yun sighed again, "Then let's try, but I'm afraid it will cause endless disasters. Forget it, I'll be the bad guy."
