648. December 27, five years, sunny
"Sir, that's what Song Beiyun said. He asked someone to tie me and Xu Mao and sent me back to Jinling!"
When the imperial envoy heard the reports from the two censors, he stroked his beard and was silent for a long time, and he had a headache.
This matter really breaks the rules, but can the matter be understood? In fact, it can be understood, but whether to report or not is a big problem. If it is not reported, someone will definitely participate in the Censorate's book for personal gain. But if it is reported, who can take the responsibility?
"Sir, this is the memorial written by me and Xu Mao."
The two men sent the memorial to the Censor. He opened it and looked around for a rough look. As expected, the power of the news was not as expected. They wrote that Song Beiyun had dispatched 50,000 troops and did not cooperate with the review as a crime of intentional rebellion and deceiving the king.
After he finished reading it, he threw the memorial on the table: "Do you two know what would happen if you presented this memorial?"
The two of them looked at me, and they shook their heads one after another.
"The head fell to the ground." The imperial envoy pointed at the two of them: "It's not Song Beiyun's, it's yours."
"But sir, every sentence we have is true, and the dynasty must be reasonable."
The imperial envoy nodded. He was originally a great scholar and had excellent cultivation. If it were someone else, he would have been furious, but when faced with these two chicks who had just entered the world, he could still be unhurried and impatient. Instead, he sat there and pinched a few pieces of fragrant tea and put it in his mouth to chew it.
"You all know that the news is the privilege of the censor, but you don't know that the great power is just to rely on the prestige of the official family. Where does the prestige of the official family come from?" The envoy twisted his beard again: "It comes from the vast land, from the strong national strength, from the expansion of territory. As long as Chang'an has not yet established a rebellion, as long as it can expand its territory for the Song Dynasty, not to mention sending troops without authorization, even if it resists the order, the official will accept it with pleasure. You two report this matter, Song Beiyun will rebel? Well, according to the law, those who are suspected of rebellion must be ordered to enter the capital, and if they resist the order, it will be determined to be rebellion. Then will Song Beiyun come? If it comes, the delayed fighter will not be able to withstand the heads of your neck? Not to mention you, even I can't stand it."
As long as you are an old man, they know that Song Beiyun was so happy in the war, because every time they fought, they could get all kinds of generous dividends. Where did these dividends come from? Of course, they did not change out of thin air, they could only be fought from the battlefield.
If these two little bastards really report this matter and make a fuss? Well, when Song Beiyun comes, he will definitely look good for the Censorate with his nature. This time, it is probably not as simple as smashing the house once. After all, adjusting the commander in the last battle is a taboo for military strategists.
It's okay if you win, at most Song Beiyun is trying to make a fuss. But what if you lose? The blame will naturally be the Censorate. The dividends of all officials will be gone. Who will they look for? Naturally, it's the Censorate. Not to mention that these two little things can't keep their heads, I'm afraid even their old bones will be removed and sucked by those green-eyed things.
Therefore, this memorial cannot be submitted without any reason. But how to maintain the fairness and strictness of the Censorate?
As an old minister, the imperial envoy must have had a plan for such a thing. He first spread the fold on the table, then took a new thing on the table, copied and changed it, and threw it down: "Let's take a look."
The two novices picked up the memorial and read it. The superiors wrote Song Beiyun's unauthorized mobilization of soldiers and decreed the matter that had not been reported clearly, but they blurred the matter of driving him out of the assessment envoy and gave an ambiguous statement, saying that it was "the excuse of being busy with official duties and causing the assessment to not proceed normally", completely eliminating the so-called crime of intentional rebellion and deceiving the emperor, and did not even mention it.
And he directly lowered Song Beiyun's operations this year to zero, while the administrative score has not been assessed because of his busyness, and is waiting for review by the official.
"The Censorate should be fair and honest, but he is not that brainless reckless man. You are waiting for the news, but the news is news, and the assumption is conjecture. Even if someone in Chang'an City says that Song Beiyun intends to rebel?" The envoy continued to educate: "The meaning of the news is that after the officials know, we will share the worries of the officials instead of the officials. We will go and find trouble for the officials."
After reading the memorial carefully, the two novice censors couldn't help but admire the censors. Although they only deleted some things, the general content was still unchanged. However, such facts not only highlighted the fairness and helplessness of the Censors, but also pruned away all the branches outside the festival, leaving only the problems of Song Beiyun himself.
As for whether he has problems himself, it is indeed a problem, which is indisputable. But this issue will not affect the war situation in Xixia, and will not be linked to the Supreme Code.
At most, he would be fined and deducted his salary and seized his official position. After all, he would just stay in the observation and check it out. He had committed another incident this year, and it was basically impossible that he would not be dealt with.
But the handling is done. Even if he is asked to be a prisoner, all matters in Chang'an must be handled in the prisoner's yamen.
Being an official means giving an explanation to the superiors and subordinates to their colleagues. The Censorate only needs to give this explanation. As for what will happen in the end, it is not their responsibility. After all, everything is seeking truth from facts, and everything is written in the rules book.
"The Censorate is not afraid of trouble, but you don't cause any undeserved trouble. As for the matter of Song Beiyun tied you back, don't mention it again." The envoy's envoy ordered repeatedly: "It's just a matter of war."
"yes……"
The next day, the revised memorial was submitted to the court. After deleting a dozen words, the memorial that was originally intended to cause an uproar became an ordinary memorial.
Even the civil and military officials were a little numb when they heard this memorial. After all, Song Beiyun, if he didn't commit anything, could he call Song Beiyun?
However, it is not necessary to dispatch troops privately. However, since he is the chief military and political affairs of Chang'an, there is no way to encounter such a thing.
"My dear friends, I believe everyone has read the Chang'an Daily. The Western Xia Kingdom captured my envoy and caused my court officials to be unaware of the life and death. It is really abominable. Song Beiyun used Chang'an troops, which is not up to the law, but the feelings are understandable."
At this moment, Lao Ding stood up. He has now become the acting prime minister like Yan Shu and also serves as the Minister of Dali Temple. Even Yan Shu is not as good as him.
"Last year, Song Beiyun was already in the process of checking. Now that he has made another mistake, he must not tolerate it if he has made another mistake."
Zhao Xing frowned slightly: "What should we do with Ding Aiqing's opinion?"
"According to the official family, according to the Song Dynasty, Song Beiyun should be dismissed and exiled, but Song Beiyun's achievements last year were outstanding and should be promoted. According to the Song Dynasty, Song Beiyun was originally a fame and fortune, but now he should be the magistrate of the seventh-rank county."
Zhao Xing glanced at Yan Shu, and Yan Shu lowered his head and said nothing, and the officials did not argue. He immediately understood that these people were sending the steps to Song Gou again. The seventh-rank county magistrate would be the seventh-rank county magistrate. Official positions were useless to him.
"Ministry of Personnel, come forward." Zhao Xing called out coldly.
"I am here." The Minister of Personnel bowed and said, "Please give orders from the officials."
"Chacha, where is the vacancies for the seventh-rank county magistrate? Let Song Beiyun make up for the vacancies."
"I obey the order."
There are no stupid people in the world who can become Shangshu. They are as big as the Song Dynasty, but there are only so many official positions, so where are there any vacancies?
Oh, no! According to the assessment, the Chang'an County Magistrate had outstanding political achievements last year and worked hard to promote it.
Now, the vacancy has come out.
Of course, at this time, anyone who mentions Chang'an surveillance is free of things, and it is a waste who grows up with bran. The first rule of the court is absolutely not to open any pot, otherwise the official family will ask back, "I think whoever wants to be the surveillance is suitable", that is, whoever mentions the name will be cold from the beginning to the toe. Not to mention going to Chang'an to take office, even Jinling City may not be able to go out.
So after answering Zhao Xing's words, he looked around and saw if anyone could not think of it at this time. However, it seemed that those present were not fuel-efficient lamps, and everyone stood there with their heads down. The people who used to wish to swallow each other were now like wooden stakes.
It seems that everyone knows in their hearts that although Chang'an is a fat person, it is not something that any sect can eat. The only one who dares to reach out to the royal family is the direct lineage.
After raising it high and gently putting it down, Zhao Xing's expression changed, and he slapped the dragon chaise hard and scolded: "This move of Xixia insults our country, so I cannot be so careless. I will issue an order to reprimand myself. If I do not return people before the New Year, my 50,000 army will not be vegetarians."
After saying that, Zhao Xing stood up with a domineering look on his face and left with a brush of his sleeves.
With the eunuchs next to him, all the officials walked out one after another. At this time, there were many people around the Minister of Personnel, who were all inquiring about the situation, but none of them were about Song Beiyun, but about this round of official assessment and punishment.
As for Song Beiyun, who doesn’t know, Chang’an County Magistrate. Otherwise, where else can it be? Is this kind of person arranged for him to go to Liuzhou to be a county Magistrate? The government is not stupid. There are more people in the world who can fight wars, but there are not many people who can earn money for the court while collecting disaster victims and expanding territory. There are not many people who can count them with their fingers.
It is fake to say that they are not jealous of the Chang'an policy, but people are smart. They can't play with that place. Although they occasionally envy Song Beiyun, they are indeed capable and wear a pair of pants with the emperor. Isn't it a bad idea to have any trouble?
Zhao Xing, who had already gone to court, was sitting in Nuanyu's side palace at this moment, asking his beloved concubine to change her clothes.
"If you want me to tell me, just destroy Xixia directly, why bother with it?"
"Shut up." Zhao Xing frowned: "How can you interrupt this? The scholars and officials in the world are not as smart as you, just like you?"
"Yes, yes, I'm wrong...but I just don't understand."
"Don't you read the book? Don't you read it. You talk nonsense." Zhao Xing sighed and picked up his daughter who was circling around him: "By the way, your brother said that he wanted to take the prince to Chang'an after the New Year, and he would teach him."
"Okay!" Nuanyu's eyes lit up at that time: "He is the best talent in the world."
"I naturally know that I know how powerful he is, I know better than anyone else." Zhao Xing sighed, "I just don't know how to explain to all officials."
"Then I don't care. Anyway, if the prince goes, our Niu Niu will go too. I don't want my daughter to be as uneducated as me and she is ridiculed."
Chapter completed!