Zhao Yunliang's appearance attracted everyone's attention.
As the new top scholar, Gu Qingjue was given the official position of Privy Councilor, and he happened to be on the last train to go to court together with officials such as the secretary, young supervisor, internal guest envoy, and Yanfu palace envoy.
Gu Qingjue was wearing a green official robe and watched Zhao Yunliang passing by him holding an umbrella.
Looking at the umbrella in Zhao Yunliang's hand, Gu Qingjue narrowed his eyes.
If he remembered correctly, this umbrella was the same yin-yang umbrella that Yang Junyou saw when he took him and Yixin to Lingbao Pavilion.
I heard Yixin said that with this umbrella, ordinary living people can travel to the underworld under the protection of this umbrella, and even the ten kings of hell cannot hurt this person in the slightest.
Lonely ghosts can also use this umbrella to walk under the scorching sun.
The yin-solar umbrella has a hidden buckle, with black as the yin side and white as the yang side, which can be switched freely.
But it was only the sixth quarter of the Yin hour, and the crescent moon was still in the sky. Zhao Yunliang was holding an umbrella at this time, so it was no wonder that it attracted all the attention.
The deputy capital commander Cao Zhan curled his lips, happened to pass by Gu Qingjue, and nudged Gu Qingjue with his elbow: "Master Gu, I heard that your residence is not far from his residence, have you ever seen him in the daytime?" Have you ever been out?"
Needless to say, he must be referring to Zhao Yunliang.
Gu Qingjue was really not familiar with this Cao Zhan.
I guess he was just complaining, and I happened to pass by him.
"Master Cao, the residences of Xiaguan and Master Zhao are separated by more than half of the capital. It's really unclear whether he goes out during the day."
Cao Zhan hissed: "The No. 1 Scholar's Mansion given to you by His Majesty is right next door to him."
"Master Cao, I currently live in Xiaotianshui Lane, Su Mansion."
Cao Zhan glanced at Gu Qingjue with a slightly strange expression. Thinking of the rumors he had heard these days, and looking at Gu Qingjue's performance these days, he still felt it was necessary to remind him: "Well, Mr. Gu, you are talking about Su Is the mansion bought by your unmarried bride?"
"Exactly."
"Master Gu, this official family has given you a mansion. If you don't move there, you will continue to live in Su Mansion. This is not good for your reputation!"
Gu Qingjue raised his eyebrows.
"Oh~, reputation? I really didn't know that someone would talk about this."
Gu Qingjue's tone was indescribably strange.
Even Cao Zhan, a martial artist, could tell that the new champion was roundly scolding them for not caring about where they lived after they had enough to eat and nothing to do.
"I'm just kindly reminding you. After all, you haven't gone through the door yet!"
"Thank you, Mr. Cao. We're going to be late. We have to leave quickly."
When Zhao Jin was on his way to Zichen Palace, the young eunuch who got the news had already reported to him that Zhao Yunliang was coming to court today.
But I really thought that I was among a group of ministers. Looking at Zhao Yunliang wearing a green official robe, I still felt very strange.
"Jiedu Envoy, come forward."
In February of the second year of Baoyuan, Zhao Yunliang was appointed as the envoy of the Zhenguo Army to observe and stay behind.
This is a false title.
Zhao Yunliang never went to court, citing chronic physical discomfort.
Zhao Zhen also let him.
"This is the first time I have seen you in the main hall in so many years."
Zhao Yunliang stood in the center of the hall, with his back hunched and still holding the umbrella he had just held on the road in his arms.
"What are you doing holding an umbrella in your hand?"
Only then did Zhao Yunliang speak out: "Your Majesty, this umbrella was given to me by an expert, and I told him to carry it with me at all times, especially when going out."
Zhao Jin nodded and did not worry about the umbrella, but asked: "You are coming to court today, but what do you want to participate in?"
"Your Majesty, there is nothing serious. Even in the six months since my father passed away, I often dreamed of him and said that he missed me. I also burned paper for my father at home. I still dreamed of him from time to time, so I asked my servants to I went to the temple and invited a master to come to my home to see if there was anything unclean causing trouble. The master said that I am thinking about my thoughts every day and dreaming at night."
Zhao Zhen sighed.
"Speaking of which, Uncle Wang has been gone for half a year, and I miss him a lot. So are you coming?"
"I want to go to the imperial mausoleum to visit my father and talk to him."
As soon as Zhao Yunliang said these words, the hall fell silent.
Zhao Yunliang, who was addicted to music and wine all day long, suddenly wanted to go to the imperial mausoleum to fulfill his filial piety. It sounded ridiculous.
But if you really want to say it is ridiculous, it is well-founded.
An old friend asked me in a dream. He was not the only one who had dreamed about this. Many people missed their loved ones so much that they often dreamed about their loved ones, so why not allow them to dream about them?
Zhao Jin thought for a while and there was nothing wrong with letting Zhao Yunliang go to the imperial mausoleum.
Then he agreed.
Zhao Yunliang achieved his goal and quietly retreated to the side, holding an umbrella with his hands. If he looked carefully, he was dozing off.
Cao Zhan, who was standing not far away from Zhao Yunliang, felt his teeth itch when he saw Zhao Yunliang's appearance.
A man can live like this.
What a talent.
How could the Eight Great Kings, who were all-powerful back then, raise such a lackluster son?
"When there is something going on, we will start, and when there is nothing going on, we will retreat."
When Zhao Yunliang retreated to his position, everyone had different thoughts, and the hall was even quieter than before.
Zhao Zhen sat on the chair and looked from left to right.
You can guess their thoughts to some extent.
Isn't it because I'm afraid that if I speak rashly, I'll hit him in the face and be held accountable by him?
This happened many years ago.
At that time, the Queen Mother was still there. Although he was the emperor, he was not personally in charge of the government. And with this cousin raised in the palace, he could take his place at any time.
In addition, he learned at that time that he might not be the Queen Mother's biological child.
Putting all the circumstances together, it would be a ghost if he didn't mind Zhao Yunliang's existence.
The Queen Mother finally handed over the power, and he was able to take charge personally.
After he took charge, he realized that it was really not easy to manage such a huge country, and he also understood why the Queen Mother did not give him the power easily at that time.
But when I realized it, the Queen Mother had already gone.
After many years, when I saw Zhao Yunliang again, I no longer felt the same anger as before.
He is now childless. The queen had raised Zhao Zongshi in the early years. However, because there were successive princes born in the palace, she was afraid that he would think too much, so she sent him back. Now she plans to take him back to the palace and continue to raise him. With.
Zhao Zhen was thinking of this.
Privy Councilor Kong Chong came out and said: "Your Majesty, the emperor's heir is the foundation of the country. Now that your Majesty does not have a prince, please make plans in advance."
Zhao Zhen looked worried.
He has always had his own agenda.
But it is one thing to have this intention yourself, and another thing to be forced by your ministers.
This Kong Chong must have done it on purpose.
"Kong Qing, we will discuss this matter later."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is thinking about the country and the country, and please ask your Majesty to establish an heir as soon as possible."
Zhao Zhen stood up angrily, tossed his sleeves and left.
This Kong Chong must have done it on purpose.
He has no son, but he is only thirty-four, and he talks as if he will not be able to have any children in the future.
