None of the party officials in the hall looked very good-looking.
"Seeing Wei Zheng's reluctance, His Majesty had no choice but to agree to his conditions, but he only agreed to half of it."
"He asked the imperial censors to listen but not to give instructions to Mr. He and Prime Minister Yan. Wei Zheng had no choice but to agree."
Wu Shenglan snorted coldly, with a sullen look on her face: "Wei Zheng is determined to kill me. If he can compromise so easily, he must be thinking about what happened last time!"
What happened last time? Naturally, it was Wei Zheng's impeachment of Yan Song and He Shen's failure.
That time he failed because there was no evidence, and it seems that he has been grudged about it ever since and has not forgotten it.
This time, the censor was sent to follow, and he even agreed to the condition that they not be allowed to interfere. Why is this?
It must be to collect evidence!
Thinking of this, several people were worried and turned to look at their superior He Shen. Unexpectedly, He Shen laughed.
"With... and Sir??" Several people were stunned, wondering why Mr. He is always so wrong lately?
"Why panic? So what if Wei Zheng finds evidence?"
He shook his head and looked at the people below with a smile: "You guys are just too impatient and don't want to think about His Majesty's attitude."
He and the party officials were immediately taken aback. They were all smart people, and they understood the meaning after hearing what He Shen said.
Wu Shenglan clapped her hands and suddenly realized: "Teacher, are you saying that even if the two censors really find out something, His Majesty will ignore it?"
"good!"
He Shen looked at him with a smile, a childish expression on his face: "Your Majesty doesn't want to touch us, so what if Wei Zheng has ironclad evidence?"
There is still half a sentence left. If His Majesty the Emperor really wants to touch them, even if Wei Zheng has no evidence and impeaches them randomly, they may be uprooted.
The key to everything is not the evidence of corruption, but the emperor's attitude.
Everyone in Hedang looked at He Shen with admiration. Su Ling'a gave a thumbs up and couldn't help but said: "Master He, high! Really high!!"
"Kill two birds with one stone! No wonder the teacher has been sending money to His Majesty these days. It turns out it's not just for the sake of a father-in-law!!"
"My lord, I am wise! My lord, I am far-sighted..."
He Shen picked up the white porcelain bowl with blue and white flowers and vine leaves, took a sip of tea with a smile, and then raised his head to look at Su Ling'a: "The Ministry of Industry is going to Xingyang in advance to transport some stones for embankment construction."
"You can't wait until the boat arrives. Repair the destroyed embankment first, and then you can be one step ahead of Mr. Yan!"
"ah?"
Su Ling'a was a little shocked: "Master He, are you really planning to fight with Yan? Are you going to stop making money?"
Wu Shengqin was also a little puzzled: "Teacher, why are you thinking about His Majesty's 'mysterious reward'? Aren't all his things given by you?"
"look?"
He Shen put down the tea cup, leaned up, and frowned in disgust: "I just thought you boys are teachable!"
Wu Shenglan smiled and reminded: "I have said that the key is His Majesty's attitude!"
"Does it matter what His Majesty's prize is? It would be better if he couldn't take it out! The point is that if you participate in His Majesty's game and win the disaster relief, you can have a good relationship with him."
"Do you think we get more money by staying stable in the capital, or by providing disaster relief?"
Su Ling'a and Wu Shengqin stopped talking now.
Any fool knows it's the former.
Disaster relief is just a way to make extra money, but being an official can make you a lifelong job!
Many He party officials looked at each other and looked at Mr. He with reverence.
High! Look up at the high mountains!
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Yan Song and Shen were concerned about the censor, but the generals were concerned about another matter.
"Wei Zheng, this bitch, is not worthy of being a son of man!"
Zhao Kuangyi banged the table, his face flushed, and he couldn't get rid of his anger: "Is he sick? He went to the palace to scold the little emperor?"
Zhao Kuangyin glanced at him silently and continued to stare at the paperwork on the table. However, if he looked carefully, he could find that a pool of black ink had already appeared under the purple rabbit hair pen in his hand.
Zhao Pu and Zhao Tingmei on the side, one had a wry smile on his face, and the other shrank his neck slightly.
Erhei Fat Zhao Kuangyi was still angry and couldn't help pacing back and forth in the study: "What's wrong if they don't approve the memorial? Are you eating the rice of Wei Zheng's family??"
"You are really lenient when you step on the horse. You still accuse others of not being a wise king and subvert the country. This step of the horse is not your country..."
Seeing that his scoldings were getting more and more unpleasant, Zhao Kuangyin, the fat and black man, couldn't help coughing twice and corrected him: "Your Majesty can personally govern, which is naturally a blessing to the country..."
"That's true." Zhao Pu also persuaded with a wry smile: "But I heard that His Majesty summoned a concubine from the harem to go to the Political Affairs Hall without even approving a few memorials. I don't think she can do much work."
Zhao Er was still angry: "I'm just angry, those civil servants insist on going against us!"
"First there was Wang Mang, who kept asking the young emperor to go to the southern suburbs to swear an oath! Now there is Wei Zheng asking him to approve the memorial! If this continues, when will we be able to accomplish something?"
"Isn't the little emperor going to take an oath in the southern suburbs? Let me see, let's just give it to him without any hesitation..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Da: "If you want to die, don't hold us back!"
Zhao Pu also hurriedly advised: "Second brother, calm down! Your Majesty must not die here, otherwise we will be doomed! Qin Hanming might just come and kill him!"
Taken alone, these three princes have the power to overthrow the imperial court, and they have long been ready to make a move.
But because the imperial court has a reputation of righteousness, and everyone understands that the rafters that stand out first will be broken first, whoever jumps out first will definitely be attacked by those who come after, and their heads will be smashed.
But in fact, the great righteousness of the imperial court is not themselves, but that they have an emperor who is powerful, and they have an emperor who symbolizes imperial power.
If the emperor was slaughtered in the capital, the court itself would become the leader.
At that time, every vassal state could raise troops to attack the capital under the banner of righteousness, either to avenge the emperor, to side with the emperor, or to appease the emperor...
No matter how these princes beat people's heads into dog's heads, the imperial court, which is the target of public criticism, will definitely be destroyed.
"No need for Qin Hanming."
Zhao Da said solemnly from the side: "Li Laoer and Yang Laozu can work together to destroy us."
This is the nickname someone gave to Li Yuan and Yang Jian. Li Laoer because Li Yuan was the second oldest, and Yang Laozi because he was afraid of his wife.
Seeing that his brother and Zhao Pu both said this, Zhao Kuangyi couldn't help but laugh: "I'm just too angry, so I complained a few times, but I couldn't take it seriously, I couldn't take it seriously..."
Zhao Da glanced at him speechlessly, thumped the table again, and said loudly: "The court is not our battlefield, the Kingdom of Wu is!"
"Whoever can capture the Kingdom of Wu in the future will be able to control the imperial water transportation!"