Traitors of the Manchu dynasty, why do you make me an emperor through the ages One hundred and twentieth-fourth, build the back pavilion, the concubine is a great scholar! Cai Jin
One hundred and twentieth-fourth, build the back pavilion, the concubine is a great scholar! Cai Jin
Jiangxia County Governor Zhan Dafang...
Just as Li Qian was about to write on the paper, he suddenly paused and then continued writing with messy handwriting.
Although he looked normal, Li Qian suddenly came back to his senses and felt quite uneasy in his heart.
There was no loss of grain and no loss to the people...
Is it really that perfect?
Moreover, this memorial by Zhan Dafang can be regarded as the enlightenment memorial for Li Qian to discover the problem. How could he not remember it?
When Qin Hui said this, Li Qian's doubts not only did not lessen, but actually increased.
The Zhubu he wrote clearly asked people to report to Jiangxia County whether the Yangtze River was flooding.
But now Qin Hui talked about him, without mentioning whether the Yangtze River was flooding, and even said that the grain was being washed back again...
The possibility of falling into the water and being washed back was possible, but it was so slim that Li Qian didn't really believe it.
And what Qin Hui said about holiness and divine inspiration was like farting.
On the contrary, the more Qin Hui tried to cover up, the more Li Qian felt there was something wrong with it.
He didn't think about it carefully at first, but now that he connected the two names Qin Hui and Zhan Dafang, and then searched carefully in his mind, Li Qian gradually recalled who this person was.
Zhan Dafang served as an admonishment official and Yushi Zhongcheng in his previous life in the Southern Song Dynasty. Historical records record that when he was Yushi Zhongcheng, he helped Qin Hui impeach many political opponents and was Qin Hui's loyal lackey.
It's just that this man died relatively early, and Li Qian had subconsciously ignored him before.
But now that Qin Hui has reminded him on his face, can Li Qian still not think of it?
At this time, Li Qian was reminded of the advantages of not correcting the memorial on the spot.
He just vaguely wrote down Qin Hui's words on the paper without saying much. Qin Hui didn't think there was any problem, but continued to take out the next memorial.
"Your Majesty, please take a look..."
Li Qian listened to each of the next few memorials with great vigor.
Qin Hui deliberately chose to say this kind of memorial when he was tired, which already made Li Qian wary.
The ministers below have deceived the superiors and concealed the truth from the subordinates. Isn't Qin Hui gone?
impossible.
Based on Li Qian's understanding of this person, I'm afraid he is even better than him.
What a complete old yinbi!
When facing such people, it is impossible not to be cautious.
Although Li Qian still looked very sleepy on his face, he had memorized the few points of the memorial mentioned by Qin Hui and planned to check it carefully later.
"Your Majesty, this is the memorial that Zhu Pi has caused some controversy in recent days. Please give your Majesty a clear warning."
Qin Hui stood up, saluted, cupped his hands and said, "If your Majesty feels there is something wrong, you can summon your ministers to inquire at any time."
"Okay... very good!"
Li Qian seemed to have just regained his energy and stood up with a smile: "With Prime Minister Qin, I will no longer have to worry about state affairs in the future."
He walked around the table with a smile and came to Qin Hui: "From now on, Prime Minister Qin will come to me every three days to discuss these memorials with me. Don't be afraid of trouble."
Qin Hui immediately bowed and bowed his head in salute, with a slight smile on his face: "Your Majesty thinks highly of me, and I will do my best to repay the emperor's kindness."
Li Qian glanced at the back of his head with a smile, and then said: "It's getting late now, so I won't let you have dinner."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I take my leave."
After Lao Yinbi resigned from the political hall, Li Qian stretched himself, walked over and opened the door to the side room.
"His Majesty."
The two secretaries stood up from behind the desk and saluted him in unison.
"Two beloved concubines, please get up."
Li Qian returned to the table and sat down. Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi also followed them with the conversation process they had written down.
Wu Meiniang put down the paper in her hand, turned to the last few pages, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty, there must be something wrong with the memorial to Jiangxia County Governor that Prime Minister Qin mentioned."
"If the grain falls into the water, shouldn't it sink directly to the bottom? How is it possible that it can still be washed back to the shore?"
Li Qian smiled and took their hands and sat down, while placing a new memorial on the table.
"Look, this is the memorial sent by Jiangxia County Sheriff again."
Wu Meiniang opened it, and Lu Zhi also leaned over to take a closer look.
The two of them looked at each other for a moment before Lu Zhi said: "Your Majesty, when I was young, I went to the canal with someone and saw how the canals transported grain."
"Most of the water boats have flat-bottomed shallow warehouses with horizontal planks on top, and grain bags are stacked on them. I have never heard of the wooden boxes that Jiangxia County Governor mentioned about storing grain."
Li Qian sneered: "This memorial may not have been sent by Zhan Dafang, but I think it was written by Prime Minister Qin himself."
"ah?"
Both women covered their mouths in surprise.
"His Majesty……"
Wu Meiniang came back to her senses and said doubtfully: "Prime Minister Qin has a noble status, so why should he help the Jiangxia County Governor..."
She wanted to say wipe her butt, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt that it was not elegant. She blushed and held back.
Forging other people's memorials is no small matter.
If he is found out, even Qin Hui will not be able to bear it!
Li Qian smiled and said: "I only started approving the memorials four days ago. Before that, Prime Minister Yan and Prime Minister Qin were responsible for the memorials."
"I know the nature of these two people. You protect me and I will protect you. The two of them will not undermine each other. Even this kind of memorial can get away with it."
"But now when Prime Minister Qin saw Zhu Pi, he knew that I had discovered a problem with the memorial, and this was his remedy."
Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi both nodded thoughtfully, and Li Qian continued: "Think about it, I approved this memorial two days ago."
"And how many days does it take for the news to travel from the capital to Jiangxia County? When the governor of Jiangxia County learned the news, he quickly wrote a memorial and sent it to the capital to explain. How many days will it take??"
At this moment, the two of them finally realized it. Lu Fei opened her beautiful eyes slightly and looked at Li Qian: "So this memorial must have been written by someone from the capital?"
"good."
Li Qian nodded: "Today, Prime Minister Qin came here with all the problematic memorials of the past few days. I know that the memorials of the past few days probably did not go through Prime Minister Yan's hands, but were all sent to him."
"It seems that Prime Minister Qin is the most suspicious."
"Your Majesty, forging a memorial is a serious crime, and lying about it is even more serious!"
Wu Meiniang frowned and said, "As long as someone goes down to investigate, wouldn't it be possible to give Prime Minister Qin..."
She was hesitant in her words, obviously she couldn't believe that she could bring down a prime minister so easily!
"Will not."
Li Qian shook his head. How could someone like Qin Hui let others take advantage of him so easily?
"Although it is possible that he made it up on the fly that the grain was washed ashore, I estimate that when he wrote this memorial, he had already sent a letter to Zhan Dafang."
"As long as he forges it in Jiangxia County, the fake thing will become real. Even if someone goes to investigate, the things found will definitely not be too different from what is in the memorial!"
"Moreover, if this grain reaches the capital in the future, it will probably be packed in wooden boxes instead of grain."
Lu Pheasant and Wu Meiniang were stunned when they heard this, and had a deeper understanding of the overwhelming power of Qin Hui, the prime minister.
"His Majesty……"
Wu Meiniang came back to her senses and asked her last doubt: "Then why did Prime Minister Qin say that the grain was washed up by the river again?"
"If he wants to cover up this kind of thing, he doesn't have to use this lame excuse that is difficult to make up for..."
If you want to complete a lie, you need to tell more lies to make up for it. Li Qian nodded. It turns out that Wu Meiniang also understands this truth.
As for Qin Hui's motivation for doing this, Li Qian probably thought it through just now. He said frankly:
"Prime Minister Qin used this excuse to make amends, probably because he wanted to tell others, and also me, that these ten ships of grain would not fall into Zhan Dafang's pocket, and he would ask Zhan Dafang to spit them out."
"At the same time, we will not harm the people of Jiangxia County excessively."
"this……"
Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi were stunned again and had some self-doubt.
How could His Majesty be able to understand the meaning of Xiang Qin's words while listening to others speaking, but they couldn't?
Is the gap between people so big?
Seeing the two people's reactions, Li Qian couldn't help but chuckle. He was mentally older than the two of them.
They may be smarter than Li Qian, but at present they only have smart minds.
In terms of human sophistication, he is not as good as Li Qian.
Li Qian put his hands behind his head and sighed quietly as he looked at the carved roof of the palace.
Wu Meiniang may be better, but it is not an exaggeration to say that Lu Pheasant is a young girl who has not experienced much in the world.
If we want them to grow up to be able to handle government affairs proficiently and take charge of their own affairs, there is a long way to go!
Do you want to try finding a few more concubines?
For example, Changsun Wugu!
Besides, what if there are other talents in the harem?
Li Qian couldn't help but think about it. In the previous life, the Ming Dynasty had a cabinet, which was full of bachelors who were counselors for machine maintenance.
Can I organize a harem and bring in some concubines and bachelors...
Of course, this is just a preliminary idea, and whether it is feasible or not is still unknown.
But from this idea, Li Qian began to realize something.
That is, I should go deeper into the Sixth Palace and get to know the concubines I have never met.
Not for anything else, but to discover potential talents.
Well, Li Qian himself believed it anyway.
…
Qin Hui led two of his disciples out of the Ziwei Palace and came all the way to one of the most distinctive buildings of the previous dynasty, the Wenyuan Pavilion.
Amidst the sound of gurgling water, Qin Hui crossed the white marble bridge in front of the pavilion with his hands behind his hands and walked into Wenyuan Pavilion with green pillars and black tiles.
The officials encountered along the way, whether in green robes, green robes or scarlet robes, all bowed respectfully to Mr. Qin. Some officials in scarlet robes even smiled when they saw Mr. Qin’s lips curled up and his steps brisk, knowing that he was in a good mood. Come up and talk.
Qin Hui just smiled and nodded slightly to them, pacing all the way back to the largest value room that belonged to him on the second floor.
In other words, the entire Wenyuan Pavilion belongs to him, but this room is the place where he spends most time.
"Father."
Qin Xi had been waiting for him for a day. When he saw Qin Hui coming back, he hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"Yeah." Qin Hui nodded, returned to the table and sat down.
But Qin Xi walked to the door in two or three steps, looked outside, then turned around and asked curiously: "Father, didn't you bring back the memorial?"
"No."
Qin Hui sat back at the table and flipped through the documents.
"ah?"
Qin Xi was obviously a little surprised: "Father, can't you just ask your Majesty to correct Zhu Piao back?"
There is also the second half of the sentence he didn't say, which is that you have been old for almost a day, why can't you become a little emperor?
However, Qin Hui heard the tone of his words, shook his head slightly, and said with emotion: "There are many false rumors."
Qin Xi's head was full of questions and he didn't understand why Qin Hui said this again.
"When His Majesty was hiding in the East Palace, he drove out a group of great scholars who taught him."
Qin Hui looked a little nostalgic: "People say at that time that your Majesty is very smart, but he just refuses to study hard."
Qin Xi was startled: "Is this wrong?"
"wrong."
Qin Hui shook his head: "Your Majesty is not very smart, but he is extremely enlightened and has exquisite orifices. Among the people my father has seen, there are very few people who can compare with Your Majesty."
Perhaps due to the influence of trying to figure out His Majesty's thoughts in the past few days, the Right Prime Minister was extra cautious when he faced the Holy Spirit today, wishing he could spend his whole life on it.
Coupled with Li Qian's suspected fishing behavior, Qin Hui became even more wary.
The result of excessive speculation is to overestimate one's opponents.
"Ah?" Qin Xi was stunned. In his impression, almost no one could get such a comment from Qin Hui.
"But no matter how smart your Majesty is, he still acted like a father today."
Qin Hui raised his lips slightly, stood up and walked to the window with his hands behind his hands, admiring the red walls, yellow tiles, and lush scenery outside the window.
"Father……"
Qin Xi hesitated to speak, "You have been old for a day, but you didn't let the emperor correct Zhu. When you came back, you said that people were fooled by you?"
Is this really...appropriate?
After thinking about it, he decided to tactfully remind Qin Hui, what if His Majesty the Emperor is not as smart as he thought?
Maybe you are overthinking it?
"Father, didn't you say before you went that you would try your best to dispel His Majesty's idea of approving the memorial this time?"
"Yes, my father said that."
The slightly orange sunlight slanted in from the window and reflected on Qin Hui's scarlet robe.
He continued: "One of my father's plans is to use today's memorial to undermine His Majesty's confidence, and then pick out some of the memorials he wrote to create big trouble."
"At that time, under the public opinion of the whole court, even if His Majesty wants to approve the memorial again, he will have to be timid."
Qin Xi's eyes lit up: "Yes, father! Isn't this great?"
"not good at all."
Qin Hui turned his head and glanced at him: "Boyang, as long as there is another way, don't think about forcibly controlling His Majesty's behavior."
"Use gentler methods to guide him and let His Majesty follow your ideas."
Boyang is the character of Qin Xi.
Although Qin Xi didn't quite agree with this, he still nodded reluctantly.
Seeing him like this, Qin Hui sighed softly: "Boyang, how old is your father?"
Qin Xi subconsciously replied: "My father is already forty-eight years old."
"good."
Qin Hui nodded: "How old is your Majesty now?"
Qin Xi frowned: "About seventeen years old?"
Qin Hui nodded and said with emotion: "My father is thirty years older than your Majesty, so he will inevitably withdraw from the court earlier than your Majesty."
"Even if I can always control His Majesty's wishes, what if my father is old and frail and can no longer handle the memorial? What will happen then?"
Before Qin Xi could speak, Qin Hui continued: "Although Your Majesty is talented and intelligent, and he is generous and kind to the people, he is actually a person who likes to hold grudges."
"If you lose, you will hold a grudge; if you win, you will counterattack and calculate."
"This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with. If you become enemies with him and are hated by him, your father will definitely not end well when he is old and frail, and the same will happen to you."
Qin Xi's face suddenly turned pale, and his throat rolled up.
Because Qin Hui himself is such a person, he has hated and tortured countless political opponents to death over the years.
With this cruel stepfather teaching him through words and deeds, Qin Xi was subconsciously afraid of this kind of person.
If His Majesty the Emperor is also this kind of person, then Qin Hui is probably fine, since he doesn't have much time to live in his old age anyway.
But he is still young!
Without the protection of Qin Hui, his stepfather, wouldn't he be tortured to death by His Majesty?
When Qin Hui saw Qin Xi being frightened like this, he also knew that he had learned a lesson and would not dare to talk nonsense again in the future.
He smiled and then comforted him: "But you don't need to worry too much. Although I took advantage of him when he was tired today, I also made concessions for my father, which gave His Majesty the face."
"Even if he realizes something is wrong in the future, he won't be too angry."
"Furthermore, this afternoon, my father has received the opportunity from Your Majesty to be a saint for three days."
Qin Hui looked out the window. Although no one could see his face at the moment, he still squinted his eyes habitually to hide the joy in his eyes: "The biggest gain today is this."
"Three days and one saint?"
Qin Xi came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "Isn't this just like the meeting between you and Prime Minister Yan?"
"Not bad." Qin Hui nodded.
In fact, not only Ziwei Palace has a political hall, but also Zhongshu Province and Menxia Province each have a political hall. The two prime ministers and the left and right servants of Shangshu Province will meet in the political hall every three days to discuss matters that cannot be decided lightly between the court and the government.
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In the past dynasties of Daqian, these two small political affairs halls were rarely used, because these four ministers would go to the Ziweidian political affairs hall to discuss various matters in front of the emperor of Daqian.
But starting from Emperor Yingzong, the father of the late emperor and the grandfather of his Majesty, the Ziweidian Political Hall gradually began to fall into disuse.
From then on, when Zhongshu Province was strong, this small gathering was held in Zhongshu Zhengshi Hall. When Menxia Province was strong, this small gathering was held in Menxia Zhengshi Hall.
Nowadays, Yan Song and Qin Hui are about the same power, but Yan Song is busy making money, leaving Qin Hui slightly ahead, so Zhongshu Zhengshi Hall holds more gatherings.
Qin Hui's eyes were full of solemnity and expectation: "As long as I can frequently come into contact with His Majesty, my father will be able to influence His Majesty's thoughts, let him do what I want, and even enhance my father's status in His Majesty's heart."
"At that time, people like Yan Song who are blindfolded by Duwu will be nothing more than chickens and dogs, and people like He Shen who can flatter and bribe others will be equally worth mentioning."
Qin Xi knew that his stepfather had always wanted to be an independent prime minister. He wanted to abolish the left and right prime ministers and make him the only prime minister in the court.
"What about Cai Jing?"
Qin Xi saw that her stepfather had missed someone, and couldn't help but remind him.
Qin Hui glanced at him coldly: "Cai Jing is the real traitor, and I must get rid of him!"