In fact, Fan Chunren was not the only one who felt restricted, Zhao Yang was also very uncomfortable.
He cupped his hands and said to the few eunuchs who were waiting in the palace: "You guys have to work, please go and have a rest. Brother Fan and I can stay here."
But it is a pity that he can order Wang Zhongzheng and others, but he cannot order the eunuchs of this Funing Palace. The latter hurriedly said: "We have received orders to serve Xiao Langjun and Fan Yamen at a banquet here. There is no order." , I don’t dare to slack off, let alone leave, please forgive me, young man, please don’t embarrass me and others.”
Well, not being able to serve him would make it more difficult.
Zhao Yang glanced at Fan Chunren and said helplessly: "I just said I can't let go... Come on, let me toast Brother Fan first."
Fan Chunren squeezed out a smile. Although he agreed with Zhao Yang's words, he did not dare to say anything. He quickly raised the wine cup. Unexpectedly, his hand shook and the wine in the cup spilled onto the table.
Seeing that he was so ashamed, Zhao Yang comforted him and said: "I guess I won't be able to enjoy the wine today. When I can leave the palace in the future, I can have a good drink with Brother Fan."
"I hope that I will be the host when I introduce you." Fan Chunren said gratefully.
The two drank a few drinks together, and Fan Chunren gradually lost some of his restraint. He glanced at the eunuch waiting beside him and said softly: "Young Master..."
Zhao Yang raised his hand and interrupted: "Brother Fan, just call me by my name."
"This..." Fan Chunren shook his head in embarrassment.
He could see that for some unknown reason, the young man in front of him was very enthusiastic about the father and son. Considering their ages, it was okay to call each other brother and brother, but he saw that even the eunuchs in the official palace were respectfully calling the man in front of him. As a young man, why should he call me by his first name?
Facing Zhao Yang, who wanted him to call him by his first name, he had no choice but to change the subject as a tactful response: "Earlier, I said that I had something to discuss with me, but I don't know what it is? If I can do my best, I will never shirk the blame."
Seeing Fan Chunren calling him Xiaolangjun again, Zhao Yang couldn't force it anymore. After all, the two of them didn't have much friendship. He thought about it and said, "That's it. With the official's permission, I'm going to work under the Ministry of Industry." A new 'Technical Department' has been established to improve the technology of our Da Song Dynasty. At present, this department is a grassroots and is short of talents. If Brother Fan can contribute his talents and help me, I will be grateful. ...Of course, I know Brother Fan This time I came here for the examination, and at this time, Brother Fan’s examination is the most important thing.”
Fan Chunren was a little surprised when he heard this.
He originally thought that the young man in front of him was favored by the officials and got the civil service of the Ministry of Industry. But he didn't expect that he was actually in charge of things?
If someone else invited him, he might not have the leisure to do so, but he couldn't refuse the person in front of him. In addition, Zhao Yang was full of sincerity, so he thought for a while and agreed: "If you think I have some talent, I will invite you." , I am willing to contribute my modest efforts. ... As for the examination, I came to Beijing this time just to test my talents, and I have not thought about becoming an official. Whether I pass or not, it will not matter."
"How can you say that?" Zhao Yanggang reached for the wine jug on the table to pour wine for Fan Chunren, and the eunuch waiting beside him hurriedly filled it for the two of them.
He looked helplessly at Fan Chunren, who happened to return his gaze and made eye contact, and the two smiled in tacit understanding.
Having a banquet in an official's palace is indeed not a pressure that ordinary people can bear.
The two chatted while drinking, mainly talking about Bianjing and Fan's hometown on Liangzhe Road.
In fact, Fan Chunren was very curious about where Zhao Yang came from, but Zhao Yang didn't mention it, and he couldn't ask more questions. In order to keep the atmosphere calm, he could only take the initiative to tell about the scenery along Liangzhe Road.
Zhao Yang listened quietly.
It wasn't until Fan Chunren mentioned some famous local scenery that he finally saw some clues and couldn't help but ask: "Is the young man also from the Liangzhe Road area?"
That's right, a thousand years from now...
He smiled slightly but didn't answer.
Fan Chunren immediately understood, and once again confirmed that it might not be convenient to disclose the matter, he changed the subject and talked about the prosperity of Bianjing.
When the bustling night market in Bianjing was mentioned, Zhao Yang showed a look of yearning.
He probably won't have the chance to see the night market in Bianjing for the time being.
I don’t know how long we have been chatting, but suddenly a voice came from outside the palace: "The official..."
The two of them turned around and saw Zhao Zhen leading Wang Shougui and others into the palace.
Fan Chunren stood up quickly, and Zhao Yang also stood up one after another, bowed his hands and said, "Guan family."
"Well."
Zhao Zhen nodded slightly, walked towards the square table, glanced at the food and wine on the table, and hummed: "It will be more comfortable for you to wait..."
Fan Chunren was panic-stricken. Although he didn't know what happened, he quickly complained to the officials. Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhen waved his hand slightly and said, "It has nothing to do with Chunren."
Does that have to do with me?
Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "What did I do again?"
"do what?"
Zhao Zhen glanced at Zhao Yang, and when he saw Wang Shougui moving a stool to the table, he sat down and coldly snorted: "The king knows, tell him."
"Yes." Wang Shougui bowed to accept the order. He first waved his hand to signal the eunuchs of Funing Palace to leave, and then explained to Zhao Yang: "I don't know, young man. Today, Bachelor Wang Gongchen, Wang Zhi, and a group of admonishers handed over the letter. Impeach……"
"Impeach me?"
"No, no." Wang Shougui shook his head and said, "It's not about impeaching Xiao Langjun, but about impeaching Mr. Chen."
"Ms. Chen? Chen Zhizhong?" Zhao Yang, who was a little annoyed at first, was stunned when he heard this and asked doubtfully: "Why are they impeaching Chen Zhizhong?"
Fan Chunren stood aside, surprised to see Zhao Yang calling the current Prime Minister by his first name, and even more surprised that the official family had no response to this.
Under his confused gaze, Zhao Zhen said in a deep voice: "Wang Gongchen cited the words of Cai Xiang and Sun Fu in the past, saying that Mr. Chen did not learn a lot of literature and was not a prime minister. If he allowed himself to be engaged in political affairs, the world would suffer misfortune. Today If you seize a high position without making any achievements, your superiors will not be able to assist me in distinguishing evil from evil..."
"You're talking about me, right?" Zhao Yang interrupted with a raised brow.
Zhao Zhen glared at him and continued: "In addition to Wang Gongchen, there are others who are admonishing others. The lighter ones say that Mr. Chen is not worthy of the position, and the more serious ones say that Mr. Chen is dim and useless..."
"So cruel?" Zhao Yang tutted.
"It's not your fault!" Zhao Zhen scolded.
At this time, Zhao Yang also came to his senses and knew that Chen Zhizhong had behaved badly in front of the emperor that day, so he was attacked by a group today.
This is politics, no wonder.
But Zhao Zhen blamed him for this, so he couldn't accept it.
He retorted angrily: "The officials use people to go forward and don't use people to go to the back. They even praised me that day..."
"Shut up!" Zhao Zhen was quite embarrassed.
"Yes." Zhao Yang nodded perfunctorily, and then added: "I listened to officials' reports for a long time, but I didn't hear anyone actually point out Chen Zhizhong's faults in office. They were just malicious slanders and slanders. Just for these few days. Just one slanderous statement and the officials will remove him from office?"
This young man is really a loyal and upright person...
Fan Chunren, who was standing by, glanced at Zhao Yang and agreed with the latter's point of view. Unfortunately, he was not qualified to express his agreement aloud.
At the same time, Zhao Zhen glanced at Zhao Yang and said lightly: "I haven't made a decision yet, but..."
"But what?" Zhao Yang asked doubtfully.
Zhao Zhen said in an incomprehensible tone: "According to reports, Mr. Chen has been ill at home since that day. Yesterday, he asked someone to submit his resignation..."
"Sick? Oh, heart disease." Zhao Yang smiled heartlessly.
"You still dare to laugh?" Zhao Zhen glared.
"If you don't smile, don't laugh." Zhao Yang immediately suppressed his smile and became serious, and said seriously to Zhao Zhen: "I...cough, I probably understand. Let me sort this out for the officials..."
Seeing Zhao Yang calling himself a minister with a serious look on his face, Zhao Zhen felt surprised but also a little interesting. He nodded and said, "You tell me."
I saw Zhao Yanggong holding his hands and saying with a half-smile: "The officials want to replace a prime minister who has no major faults in office, but has a weak personality and no independent opinions. He only follows the official's lead and replaces him with a prime minister." A prime minister who is young, strong, capable, decisive and has ideas...is this what you mean?"
The hall suddenly became quiet.
Wang Shougui put his hands under his hands and looked down at the floor tiles. Fan Chunren looked shocked after thinking for a moment, while Zhao Zhen took a deep look at Zhao Yang.
After a long time, Zhao Zhen said with a pleasant look: "Zhao Yang, what do you mean, I shouldn't dismiss Xianggong Chen just based on the words of the admonishers?"
As soon as he heard Zhao Zhen's tone, Zhao Yang knew that Renzong had been persuaded by him. He nodded and said: "There is no fault. I don't think he should be dismissed."
"Well."
Zhao Zhen nodded, then frowned and said: "But Mr. Chen has a heart disease and is lying at home, which has delayed political affairs. What should we do?"
"I heard it, I heard it." Zhao Yang nodded repeatedly.
Zhao Zhen was stunned: "What did you hear?"
"I heard the calculations that were going on in the minds of the officials." Zhao Yanggong cupped his hands and said speechlessly: "I will go to the door to apologize right away, cure Xianggong Chen's heart disease, and ensure that the medicine is cured, so that he can shed tears of gratitude to the officials."
Zhao Zhen laughed at this and said deliberately: "Are you willing?"
"Didn't you ask me to go?" Zhao Yang curled his lips, and when he saw Zhao Zhen's glare, he immediately changed his words and said righteously: "Be loyal to the king and serve the country, why should you care about your face?"
Only then was Zhao Zhen satisfied. He turned to Wang Shourui and said, "Inform the Royal Medicine Institute and ask someone to take some tonics and go with this kid."
"Yes." Wang Shougui responded, holding back a smile.
From the side, Fan Chunren also felt uncomfortable. He had never heard of anyone daring to smile so playfully at an official.
But it cannot be denied that this method of communication is very interesting, and the originally majestic image of the official family has become a little more amiable.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the courage.
In the afternoon, in response to Zhao Zhen's order, the Imperial Medicine Academy sent an imperial medicine enshriner and several Imperial Medicine Academy medicine boys to the outside of Chui Gong Hall.
The rank of the imperial medicine enshrined here is not low. It is regarded as the rank of Chongban official in the inner palace. Although it is the same rank as Zhao Yang's Ministry of Works Department member Wai Lang, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is much higher than the same rank of civil servants.
However, even Wang Shougui, who was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was polite to Zhao Yang. Naturally, Yan, the minister of imperial medicine, did not dare to trust him. After receiving Wang Shougui's instructions, he also treated Zhao Yang respectfully.
On the way to the palace gate, Fan Chunren whispered to Zhao Yang: "The young man interceding for Mr. Chen this time may offend Mr. Wen."
"Who?" Zhao Yang was confused.
Looking around, Fan Chunren reminded in a low voice: "If Mr. Chen is deposed this time, according to the usual practice, Mr. Wen Yanbo and Mr. Wen, who are currently the last prime minister, will take over."
"Oh." Zhao Yang suddenly had a strange expression on his face.
Wen Yanbo?
Is that Wen Yanbo who "ruls the world with scholar-bureaucrats, not with the common people"?
"If you offend me, I'll offend you. There's nothing you can do about it." He shrugged.
Seeing how free and easy Zhao Yang was, Fan Chunren secretly admired him and became even more grateful.
After all, as far as he knew, the day when Chen Zhizhong "disrespected himself before the emperor" coincided with the day when officials issued an order to summon his father Fan Zhongyan back to Beijing.
