Chapter 218 Secret Meeting

For a moment, there was silence in Yanhe Hall. It was neither right to leave nor not to leave, but to speak! I didn’t know what to say. So I turned my head to look at the mural on the side, which was written by the famous painter Gao Kening, and a solemn and majestic picture of the God King traveling, which was portrayed in depth.

"Official family, Yan is a man who asks for help!" A time outside the door broke the silent atmosphere in Yanhe's hall.

Song Renzong glanced at Zhao Jin, with a complicated look. "Translation!"

"Yes!" The eunuch outside the door replied.

An eunuch came in with a long-sleeved and long-sleeved dress in a lake green se, either someone else, but Yan Wenying, who was the minister of the Ministry of Eunuchs.

"What's the matter?" Song Renzong turned around, sat back on the chair of Minghuangse Li Huamu, and asked.

Yan Wenying first saluted Song Renzong with a respectful look, then bowed to Zhao Qian to Zhao Qian with a calm look, and then replied: "It was the place where the Criminal Court sent me a request!"

Speaking of this, Yan Wenying glanced at Zhao Jin.

This obvious hint made Song Renzong frown slightly. He originally wanted to throw it aside, but since Zhao Jin was involved, Song Renzong had to be more cautious and said, "Then come on!"

"Yes!" Yan Wenying said, then walked to the imperial desk, bent over and put a copy of the text on the table.

Song Renzong picked it up and turned over a few pages. His face became a little bad. He put down his writing and looked at Zhao Jin.

Although Zhao Qian has always pretended to watch the pictures of the God King traveling that Gao Kening did, with Zhao Qian's political wisdom, how could he really not care about the things around him?

Seeing Song Renzong looking over, Zhao Qian turned around calmly, looked at Song Renzong, and asked, "What's wrong with Brother Six? His face became so ugly!"

Song Renzong took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and said, "It's not because of you! Alang, I ask you, how did you get involved in Wang Mengzheng's case! What do you want to do?"

Zhao Qian was not frightened by Song Renzong's anger. He was stunned and said calmly: "Wang Mengzheng's daughter asked me to come to me, but I couldn't help but agree. What should I do, the sixth brother will do!"

After a pause, Zhao Qian sighed and said, "Wang Mengzheng is a serious crime, but after all, he is just a fool. The emperor will spare his family! I heard from me that Wang Mengzheng's father firmly disagrees with the marriage!"

After hearing Zhao Jin's explanation, Song Renzong's face eased a little, but his anger was still hard to quit. He snorted coldly and said, "The father and son are originally a family, how can you spare me? I have decided on this matter. Wang Mengzheng was removed from office and sent to Lingnan. He issued an edict, and from then on, his daughters of his clan were prohibited from entering the palace as a relative of the country, and his descendants were not allowed to marry the royal family."

Faced with the anger of Song Renzong, Zhao Qian had no choice but to respond silently.

When this happened, Zhao Qian was not good enough to stay in Yanhe Palace, so he asked Song Renzong to pay homage to Concubine Yang Shu and Concubine Qian. Although Song Renzong suppressed his anger, he had some opinions about Zhao Qian and did not want to face Zhao Qian, so as not to be unable to help but be angry and hurt his brother's relationship, so he agreed readily.

After paying homage to her adoptive mother, Concubine Yang Shu and her biological mother, Concubine Qian, the mother and son got along happily. In the afternoon, when the palace gate was about to close, Zhao Qian left the palace.

When he arrived at the palace, just as soon as he got off the horse, the palace Yishan Song Xing walked out of it. He saluted Zhao Jin, walked forward, and lowered his voice and said, "Prince, King Jing is here secretly!"

Zhao Qian was stunned and nodded, "Yes!"

Zhao Qian did not hurried in, but as usual, he personally sent Que Yue's black horse to the stable. After washing it, he secretly came to the west wing.

Zhao Qian said, "It's rude! I'm just here to see Uncle Eight Kings, and Aran deserves responsibility!"

Zhao Yuanyan, who was looking at a painting hanging in the west wing, turned around and said with a smile: "Aren is just afraid that others will find out about your abnormality. Why not stay for such a little longer?"

Zhao Qian smiled. Actually, his words just now were just a gesture. "I wonder what is the important thing about Uncle Eight King coming to find Alang?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yuanyan curled his smile and said solemnly: "Arang, I already know what happened in Yanhe Palace! I really didn't expect that the official family would actually believe what Jian Yan, who was so sweet-mouthed and absent-minded, would give up your comforter!"

Zhao Chen nodded without comment. He knew that Zhao Yuanyan would never simply complain about his own experience when he came here. Although Zhao Yuanyan did not express his purpose, who is Zhao Chen? He also had some clarity that Zhao Yuanyan came to find his purpose.

Sure enough, after a pause, Zhao Yuanyan revealed the purpose of this time, which was not much different from what Zhao Jin thought.

Zhao Yuanyan said sincerely on his face: "Arang, Uncle Wang knows that you have sacrificed a lot this time, but he still hasn't forgotten to recommend Uncle Wang! Is there anything that Uncle Wang can help, Uncle Wang will never be stingy!"

Zhao Qian bowed to Zhao Yuanyan with a touching look on his face and said, "Uncle Xie is worried about you! Let's be honest, Uncle Eight King, my nephew doesn't respect you very much! And we also have conflicts. I don't want the Eight King to care about my nephew so much, my nephew is ashamed!"

Zhao Yuanyan was silent. Zhao Yuanyan naturally knew about Zhao Jin's terrain. He was not surprised when Zhao Jin said it, nor was he angry.

Zhao Chen continued: "But my nephew hopes that the Eighth Uncle will understand that now, the scholars and officials regard us clans as thorns in their eyes. So even if there are conflicts, in the rise of the clans, I hope that the Eighth Uncle will understand that we should let go of the conflicts. Just like this time, why don't you have any other compensation? Instead, recommend the Eighth Uncle? The royal family needs a flag-carrying flag, and only the Eighth Uncle can afford this person! At this time, the strength of the clan should be in the Eighth Uncle and the nephew in the Taichang Temple Etiquette Courtyard, there is no problem!"

What Zhao Qin said was good and bad, but Zhao Yuanyan felt a real feeling. Zhao Yuanyan could not help but feel a little more favorable to Zhao Qin and praised: "If there were many people who understand things like Ahran, why would our royal family be so suppressed? He only had the name of a prince, but he was worse than those of those who were outside the family. If you run a farm, you would have to be extorted by the clerks and servants. He had a beautiful heart, but he didn't dare to reveal any of them!"

After a pause, Zhao Yuanyan said sincerely: "Ah Rang! Although your words make sense, what do you think about the Eighth King Uncle, the Tongzhi of the Taichang Temple Etiquette Academy is really wronged. Although the Eighth King Uncle has no energy, it is as the saying goes, one person has a short plan and everyone has a chief. Looking for a few old princes and grandpas, you can find a good place in the tribe! As for the strength of the royal family, if you use the power of the royal family, don't say it, I can't be the one!"

Zhao Qian still did not agree and rudely said: "Uncle Eight King and the old elders came forward, which is really too embarrassing for the old elders. Because of the "Zong Ju Ling", the old elders have already had a little flushed with the sixth brother. If they interfere in this matter, they are afraid that they will slander the old fox Lu Yijian! Instead, they have implicated the old elders!"

Speaking of Lu Yijian, Zhao Yuanyan also looked angry. He has always been gentle and elegant. Since he is a bit gritted. "I will never let him live a good life in this old man, Lu Yijian, this king will never let him live a good life!"

Zhao Qian naturally knew the reason. When Liu E died and Song Renzong took power. It was the time of a major reshuffle in the court. The eighth prince Zhao Yuanyan and Zhao Qian had already discussed it. Both sides worked together to break the ancestral system that the children of the royal family were not allowed to be officials. The two of them held official positions first.

As a result, Zhao Yuanyan got things done, but what about Zhao Yuanyan? In fact, it was already in vain. Song Renzong still trusted this Eighth Wang uncle who was famous. Lu Yijian had already shown his talent at that time, and was convinced by Song Renzong, and had basically decided to stay in office. Of course, he later sang and sang to Zhao Yuan and Empress Guo and failed.

Lu Yijian thought that he would continue to stay at the office, so he was naturally afraid that after the Eighth Prince Zhao Yuanyan came to power, he would become the enemy in his court. So he sent someone to spread news that Zhao Yuanyan was proclaimed as the Grand Marshal of the World and recruited dead soldiers. There was no word for rebellion, but this sentence was enough to make people doubt Zhao Yuanyan!

Zhao Yuanyan was naturally scared to death and hurriedly closed the door and stopped seeing the guests. In order to show his innocence, he didn't dare to see the guests. Where can he dare to come out to be an official?

It took three years to waste, not to mention how many three years of life there were. At that time, Zhao Yuanyan was still young, and being so troubled by Lu Yijian could be said to have wasted several years of precious years. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. If they cut off their career, it would be like destroying their whole family! It can be said that Zhao Yuanyan had the intention of killing Lu Yijian.

Zhao Qian took the opportunity to change the topic and said, "Uncle Eight King, it's getting late, and someone has discovered it, I'm afraid it will be a little trouble!"

Zhao Yuanyan also nodded solemnly and said goodbye to Zhao Chen. "In this way, I will say goodbye!"

Zhao Fenghe said: "There are not many polite nephews in Xuli. When you arrive in Qingzhou, the Eighth Prince can rely on Zhou Qin, the Shouguang County Promoter and Yang Zhun, the Yizhou Tongzong. In addition, the Yizhou gentry Hu Fuchen, and the second shopkeeper of the Songhai Warehouse in Qingzhou, Hu Keji, can ask them about the accurate people's sentiments!"

After a pause, Zhao Qian said, "It's in detail, my nephew will send letters in two days."

Zhao Yuanyan grabbed Zhao Jin's hands, snatched them hard, and said, "Aran will definitely not let Aran down with such an uncle!"

In a fear of attracting attention, Zhao Chen just sent Zhao Yuanyan out of the door of the west wing. Zhao Yuanyan put on a black cloak, covered her with a mask, nodded to Zhao Chen, and then left under the escort of two guards outside the door.

"Prince! Has the talk been finished?"

Looking around, it was Cao Feiliang. He seemed to want to make up for his contact with Zhao Qian in the past three years. In the past few days, Cao Feiliang has been very active in front of Zhao Qian and can often see his figures.

Zhao Jin nodded. "Yes!"

He turned around and walked towards the west wing. Cao Feiliang was not seen and followed him in.

A maid came in behind and brought new fragrant tea and pastries, warm. In this somewhat cold weather, drinking a cup of warm fragrant tea, immediately felt a warm feeling fall into her stomach, causing people to open their pores.

Cao Feiliang was not as enjoyable as Zhao Qian. He hesitated for a while, revealing a bit of worrying about the country and the people, and said, "Prince, I don't know what the Eighth Prince is looking for? I want to advise the staff so that the prince can be more perfect!"

Zhao Qian made a funny gesture to knock Cao Feiliang on the head, but his hand just tapped a few times in the air and said, "You'll just slip!"

What is Cao Feiliang's thought? Where can he hide it from Zhao Jin? After all, since Zhao Jin arrived in Qingzhou, the focus of decision-making is naturally in Qingzhou. I haven't seen him for three years. Cao Feiliang was afraid that he would never return to the decision-making level again.

Zhao Jin was not a man who was not aware of his old ministers, so he never got tired of it and finished the conversation between himself and the Eighth Prince Zhao Yuanyan.

During this period, Cao Feiliang inevitably heard something that was not in line with his wishes, but Cao Feiliang did not express it immediately excitedly, but listened quietly. Zhao Qian did not say it on the surface, but still nodded secretly. In the three years in Bianliang City, Cao Feiliang did not go in vain, at least he had raised his patience.

After organizing the words, Cao Feiliang took a sip of Qingming, met Zhao Qian's eyes seriously, and said, "Why did the prince refuse the request for help from the eighth prince? Although you would give me the favor of you to recommend the eighth prince, no one would think that this would be possible. If the situation in the Taichang Temple Etiquette Academy is not very clear about it, the prince will be there, and he will be idle and close to the capital. "

"Half-Transferred Lu" is naturally as the name suggests, which is equivalent to half-Transferred Lu official.

Cao Feiliang continued: "Ri has nothing to do. No matter how well the prince handles government affairs and is familiar with the officialdom, he is afraid of being abandoned. This method has become much less indifferent. When he came out of the mountain, it took him a year and a half to figure out the matter and come up with some solutions! According to his subordinates, even if he is a scattered official in the Ministry of Justice, it is better to be a sermon in the Taichang Temple Etiquette Court!"

Zhao Qian shook his head and sneered: "You! You think of people's hearts so well!"

Cao Feiliang was stunned and said half-believingly: "The prince said that the eighth prince pretended to behave. He didn't know how to do it. People's hearts are full of flesh. The prince made such a sacrifice. Is the eighth prince still planning to plot against you? If you don't say anything else, if this matter is spread, who dares to sell favors to the eighth prince after that?"

Zhao Qian continued to sneer: "What is the human heart in the face of power? You are still a student! In the face of power, I don't know that my son killed his father, my father killed his son, and my brothers are fighting against each other!"

After a pause, Zhao Qian slowed down and said, "But if I want to say that the Eighth Prince is so vicious, I don't believe it. If this is the case, I would not recommend the Eighth Prince to Qingzhou. It's just that the Eighth Prince said that I would mobilize the power of the royal family and let me serve in other departments and departments, but it was a test! The Eighth Prince, the Eighth Prince, is afraid that I will not be able to get up."

Cao Feiliang frowned and said, "The prince is too much sacrifice, right?"

Zhao Qian laughed and said, "You're just thinking that it's a bad idea. The Taichang Temple Etiquette Academy is easy. That king has time to go to the Imperial Academy! Make it a plate of iron!"

Cao Feiliang said disapprovingly: "It's just a place to train clerks. What is the prince worthy of attention? Besides, I think there are not many people who will go there. If you have the ability, who will be a clerk?"

Zhao Chen looked all over and said solemnly: "You just look down on the Imperial Academy! As for not many people, it depends on who it is! I have never thought of making great efforts to win over those royal families who are pampered and generous. The court is too generous to them and is so generous that they are dissatisfied with their ambitions. On the contrary, those foreign royal families still have something to do! In addition, they can recruit some children of untouchables!"

"Unpardon? How can you do this?" Cao Fei's face changed drastically.

Untouchables are not a despise of ordinary people, but a special class that has existed throughout the dynasties. The number is not large, and they are usually prisoners, children of criminals, and jailers in the yamen.

For them, the court restricted many of their ways out, so most of the untouchables were criminals. The strong and strong ones were mostly young scoundrels in the market. Even if they had some abilities and had not committed criminals, they would be discriminated against by society because of their identity.

Zhao Qian had a calm face.

Cao Feiliang was very anxious. "Prince, do you know what this is? Untouchables! With them, if the censor knows, you don't know how you will be impeached!"

Zhao Qian laughed at himself: "Didn't the censors impeach me now? Just because the "Zongju Order" was written on the imperial book case, did the book of impeachment of this king? One day, would there be less than ten copies of the book?"

After a pause, Zhao Qin explained: "I don't know what you said? But now most scholars are no longer tolerant of me, and the rest are just watching coldly. I will not be grateful for the scholars, but will postpone them. Even if they do not postpone them, they will take it for granted. If they use untouchables, they can get the untouchables!"

Cao Feiliang still didn't agree much. "Even so, how can clerks be of great use?"

Zhao Qian sneered: "You are too biased! Take how many officials there are in a county in the Song Dynasty? There are magistrates, county magistrates, magistrates, and four officials in the county. The magistrates and county magistrates, but only three officials! There are more than a thousand households in a county, and most of them take Wangxian as an example. There are more than four thousand households, magistrates, county magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and magistrates, and even if everyone has three heads and six arms, they can't control them! What do you rely on? These clerks are like six wings, equivalent to the six ministries in the Li Tang Dynasty. It can be said that they are the foundation of a county government office. If they are officials outside, if they do not have a tough background or have extraordinary means, they will inevitably be bullied by these clerks! It can be seen how powerful clerks are!"

Cao Feiliang shook his head and said, "No matter how good the clerks are, they are just clerks. Our Song Dynasty divided the roads to twenty-six, the capital, the government, the prefectures, the prefectures, the 254 prefectures, the 63 supervisors, and the county 1,234. There are twenty-thirty clerks at each level. If you don't mention the others, you will mention the county. There are twenty-thirty-three people. Instead of having so many hearts, it is better to be a magistrate!"

Zhao Qian replied with a smile: "You know one thing but not the other! The magistrate is good, and the problems depend on the clerks. Moreover, the clerks are out of the clerks, so how can the magistrates compare to the ability to handle common affairs? What I want is the person who does practical things!"

Seeing that Zhao Jin had made up his mind, Cao Feiliang couldn't continue to stick to his own opinions.

ps: 5,000 words! Tomorrow will definitely not be less than this number! Please vote for recommendation! (To be continued.
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