Compared to the truth, lies are extremely fragile.
No matter how perfect a lie is, there will be loopholes and one day it will be exposed.
If Song Qiaonian directly told people that it was His Majesty the Emperor who plotted against him, Cai Jing, he would be exposed sooner or later.
Because this was nonsense, Cai Jing didn't eat or drink anything in Ziwei Hall.
But it would be different if we put it another way.
Cai Jing was normal before going to Ziwei Palace. After Cai Jing came back from Ziwei Palace, he suddenly suffered from vomiting and diarrhea and became incontinent.
These two points are absolutely true and can withstand anyone's verification.
By then, without Song Qiaonian's words, people who got the news would think, "What's going on with Mr. Cai?"
Why did you become so sick after a trip to the palace?
Could it be that something was eaten or drank inside?
Compared with Song Qiaonian's despicable and deliberate spreading of news to smear people, people will believe in what they speculate more, and they are not afraid of being criticized by others if they tell the truth.
Because of these two changes, basically all the ministers and ministers were present, and these people were all witnesses!
Song Qiaonian gradually understood all this, and his eyes lit up.
"Master Cai, high!" He couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
Cai Jing gently pulled the corner of his mouth. Although this could alleviate some of his stigma, it was impossible to completely erase it.
With Wang Mang's words, I'm afraid someone will still put a dung bucket on his head.
Song Qiaonian looked at Cai Jing's face and moved his lips. In the end, he did not say what Su Ling'a and Wu Shenglan said later about boiling shit and exploding the latrine...
Pa~
Cai Jing slapped Song Qiaonian on his shoulder: "Let's go find Wang Zongbo and the others first."
He twisted his buttocks to relieve the discomfort under his buttocks. He just wanted to finish the work quickly and return home quickly.
However, this action brought unimaginable pressure to Song Qiaonian. With a green face, he supported Cai Jing with unsteady steps, and the two of them slowly walked towards the check-in room not far away.
Crunch~
The door to the duty room was pushed open, and a group of servants in scarlet robes all looked over: "Master Cai!"
Deng Xunwu, Han Mulu and others hurriedly came up to help him, but as soon as he took two steps, the stench from Cai Jing's body spread to their noses, and they were stopped at their feet.
The charcoal basin in the room was burning brightly, and it was as warm as spring, much warmer than in the corridor.
"Haha, just sit down first." Cai Jing waved his sleeves and moved towards the innermost seat.
The waiters on both sides of the road smelled his scent, and their expressions changed.
Wang Mang's face turned red, he stood up and asked with concern: "Master Cai, how is your health? Do you want to rest first and ask the imperial doctor to take a look?"
By the way, it will dissipate the smell of your old body.
Cai Jing was so angry that his teeth were itching for this person who gave him the title of "Shit Bucket".
It's just that he didn't show it on his face, but as if he suddenly thought of something, he sighed, and a hint of confusion and loss appeared on his face.
"I have already asked the immortal people to refuse the imperial doctor's appointment. I know my situation myself and there is no need for the imperial doctor to come and see me."
"this……"
Everyone present was stunned, wondering why Mr. Cai was acting like this.
Wang Mang frowned even more in confusion. If you don't want to look for it, why don't you look for it? Why do you look so dead?
He further advised: "Since Mr. Cai is clear about himself, I will not persuade him any more."
"But Mr. Cai is the pillar of the country. I hope Mr. Cai will take care of his health. It is best to ask a famous doctor to take good care of him."
Cai Jing forced a smile on his heavy face: "Thank you, Jujun, for your advice. I will pay attention to it in the future, but..."
He shook his head again and remained silent.
This kind of ordinary behavior is very annoying. Wang Mang's head throbbed with veins. He took a deep breath to calm down, but he was overtaken by the smell of Mr. Cai.
"Master Cai, please sit down."
"good."
Cai Jing nodded and sat on the main seat.
Many of the servants endured the smell in their noses and looked at Master Cai expectantly.
Cai Jing had "something" to do, and he had no intention of trying to get along with them. He said solemnly: "I just went to the palace and told your Majesty my thoughts on the Sixth Book of Secretariat."
"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Lu Yin looked at Cai Jing with concern.
Cai Jing looked around at everyone, and then slowly said: "What your Majesty and Prime Minister Qin mean is that the ministers of the six departments are ministers, and the ministers under Zhongshu are also ministers. We must treat them all equally in order to be more fair."
"How is this fair?"
When Lu Yin learned the result, his face turned red. He couldn't help interrupting Cai Jing's words: "The deputy examiners are all the seniors of the Sixth Department of Shangshu who won from the Hanlin Academy. What does it have to do with their Zhongshu Province and Menxia Province?"
relation?"
"Just because of the reputation of a minister, he wants to snatch the deputy examiner of our sixth department. What kind of reason is this??"
Wang Mang frowned slightly and turned to look at Lu Yin: "Shilang Lu, don't interrupt Mr. Cai."
After hearing this, Lu Yin finally sobered up a little and looked at Cai Jing apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Cai, Wang Zongbo."
"It doesn't matter."
Cai Jing waved his hand. The angrier these ministers were, the happier he would be.
However, Mr. Cai did not reveal this idea, but said with a slightly serious expression: "I have also argued with His Majesty. The Minister of the Sixth Department of the Book of History has more experience in presiding over examinations, and has also had many fights with many officials from foreign dynasties.
Through communication, accidents can be handled better and more conveniently.”
"And the ministers of the inner dynasty deal with documents all day long. If they were to assist the examiners of the Zuo Conference and handle the complicated affairs during the examination, they might be in a hurry."
"In this regard, the Minister of the Sixth Department will definitely do better..."
In the room, the charcoal fire is burning brightly and is as warm as spring.
Many of the ministers seemed to have gradually ignored the stench in their noses, and their expressions became heavier and heavier as they listened to Mr. Cai's earnest words and persuasion to His Majesty the Emperor.
At the end of the sentence, he sighed softly: "...In the end, His Majesty did not agree to let me resign, but before leaving, he also said that he would consider my words again."
"I don't know when His Majesty will give me an answer."
The faces of many ministers present turned dark. They are all from the imperial court. Can't you understand the meaning of these words?
"I'm thinking about it" in this situation generally means that your opinion is worthless and just bullshit.
If 'I'm thinking carefully', it means that your fart smells a bit...
"Master Cai, no matter what, the position of deputy examiner cannot be taken away by Zhongshu and Shangshu." Lu Yin, the Minister of War, looked heavy.
Yan Lide also had a hint of urgency on his face: "Wang Zongbo, what do you think?"
Many ministers present also turned their heads. The Ministry of Rites has the greatest say in the selection of deputy examiners. They are all their own people. Wang Zongbo can't turn to outsiders, right?
Cai Jing calmly turned his head and looked at Wang Mang.
Wang Mang secretly cursed himself for being so troublesome and taking such a trip, but he thought for a moment and said: "Although the Ministry of Rites presides over the examination, I cannot ignore the opinions of Your Majesty, Zhongshu and the Ministry of Men, and insist on going my own way.
Forcefully select the deputy examiner."
With a smile on his face, Cai Jing nodded imperceptibly, and then looked in the direction of Deng Xunwu.
Deng Xunwu was startled, and after looking at Cai Jing for a moment, he raised his head, looked at Wang Mang and said, "Uncle Wang Zong, this is not only a matter for the Ministry of Rites, but also for the six departments."
He said loudly: "No matter what decision Wang Zongbo makes, I will support Wang Zongbo."
Gao Xun paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I also support Wang Zongbo's decision."
"The lower officials also support Wang Zongbo." Han Mulu followed closely and echoed.
After the three of them, many of the ministers present also seemed to be enlightened and spoke one after another.
"Wang Zongbo must choose a deputy examiner from among the six departments."
"The lower official also supports Mr. Zong Bo. As long as the examiner quota is not lost to Zhongshu, the disciples will be spared..."
They may not be able to represent one party, but they can just represent themselves. Now that so many ministers have expressed their opinions together, it can represent a very powerful force in itself.
Cai Jing smiled and nodded: "Uncle Wang Zong, don't worry."
"The ministers support you, I support you, and the entire six departments of Shangshu support you!"
"Thank you all, Sir, and Sir Cai for your trust."
Wang Mang's expression was a little touched...or rather heavy. He cupped his hands and said, "I will definitely do my best to let one of my ministers from the Sixth Department serve as the deputy examiner."
The ministers paused for a moment, but Cai Jing smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Uncle Wang Zong."
"The Ministry of Rites will definitely not face this matter alone. I and the Six Ministers will support you."
As soon as these words came out, many of the ministers present seemed to be emboldened, especially Song Qiaonian and others, who all said: "So what if Zhongshu Sheng and Menxia Sheng are not afraid of them!"
"This time we are the ones taking charge. If they have any dirty tricks, just use them..."
The atmosphere in the check-in room was stirred up for a while.
Cai Jing looked at the angry scene with a smile and nodded lightly.
This is the situation he wants.
In fact, when he first went to Ziwei Palace, Cai Jing had no intention of convincing His Majesty the Emperor.
Just kidding, he has experienced deeply how difficult His Majesty is. How could he possibly convince him with just a few words?
And even if he could really convince the emperor, Cai Jing would not do it.
In fact, he went to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit this time, just to show off, to follow the procedures, and to let everyone know that he, Cai Jing, had worked hard for it.
But it didn't work.
If one person cannot do it, the only thing left is to gather the strength of the six departments to achieve this goal together.
This is the time for him, Cai Jing, to intervene in He Shen's third division.
With such foreign enemies, Cai Jing was not afraid that those people would not submit.
Just now he tied himself and the six books of Shangshu together many times in Huantou just to emphasize one thing.
Now, only he, Cai Jing, can lead the six departments to achieve this victory!
Only by uniting with him, Cai Jing, can we keep the deputy examiner of the Sixth Department!
Bang Bang~
Just when many ministers were denouncing the shameless Zhongshu, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room attendant.
The movement in the room suddenly stopped.
Don’t do bad things, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.
At this moment, everyone was scolding others behind their backs, so they naturally thought that the person knocking on the door might be someone from Zhongshu Province.
At this time, Mr. Cai can still keep his composure.
"Who?" He said in a deep voice to the door.
"Sir, Guanglu Temple has sent soup!" A cautious voice came from outside the door.
The servants all breathed a sigh of relief.
Cai Jing was startled, touched his belly, and then said to the door: "Come in."
"Yes, sir."
The wooden door opened with a creak, and a clerk peered in. The next moment he was smoked out, coughing repeatedly outside.
Cai Jing didn't hear about this scene, but smiled and said to the many ministers present: "Everyone, I just asked the people from Guanglu Temple to make soup and bring it over. I'm waiting here to say that my mouth is dry and my tongue is dry. It's better to have a piece of soup."
Let’s finish the soup before leaving, shall we?”
Wang Mang's face was almost turning green. Just because he had stayed in this check-in room for so long didn't mean that he couldn't smell the smell.
In fact, he was closest to Cai Jing and had the biggest smell in his nose, so he had already reached the limit of his tolerance.
Although the other ministers were a little further away, they had received similar training. They had long wanted to finish their work and ran away. How could they still drink the soup?
At this moment, the clerk outside the door had endured the stench and walked in dragging a wooden snack cart with a large white porcelain pot on it.
"Go and get more bowls quickly."
Cai Jing frowned and ordered: "Serve soup for all the members of the tribe."
The ministers were a little nervous, but they didn't know what to say, so they all looked at Wang Mang in front of them.
Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Mang couldn't help but look at Cai Jing and persuaded: "Master Cai, why don't you stop drinking?"
"Now that the matter has been decided, should we ask all the departments to implement the matter quickly? Time is urgent and cannot be delayed!"
Cai Jing frowned slightly: "Uncle Wang Zong, why are you so anxious?"
The room was very hot, the things on his underwear had been dried, and his stiff hands and feet were relieved. Cai Jing felt that he was okay again.
Although he didn't know anything about team building, he also understood a truth.
Just now, everyone shared the same hatred, and the atmosphere had been suppressed for so long. Now, relaxing and having something to eat together will definitely help promote the relationship.
Of course, it is not the feelings between the ministers, but the feelings these people have for him, Lord Cai Jing.
He smiled and said to Wang Mang: "Now I only have a general strategy, but I don't know how to do it. How can I leave in such a hurry?"
"Besides, after talking here for so long in the middle of winter, I'm already empty. You must be hungry too, right?"
"Don't refuse now, let's talk while eating."
Wang Mangxin said that you are a straight person. If you poop quickly, you will get hungry quickly.
But before he could speak, Cai Jing continued to look at the other ministers with a smile: "Even if Uncle Wang Zong is not hungry, you are already hungry, right?"
"This Shangshu Provincial Government Office is your home, so please don't be polite."
It can be seen that Mr. Cai is trying his best to act as a kind elder to restore his image of excessive defecation just now.
But he ignored the feelings of the ministers below.
Under such conditions, who can still eat?
There was already a clerk outside the door, taking a bowl and running over quickly.
Although they didn't know where the smell in the room came from, nor why Master Cai and the Minister wanted to eat in such a place, they just had to obey.
These clerks in the Shangshu Yamen were like waiters in a restaurant at this moment, placing porcelain bowls, jade chopsticks, spoons and other tableware in front of the pale-faced Minister.
The ministers realized that Wang Mang was weak and tried to make a last ditch effort.
"Master Cai..." Su Ling'a's lips turned white, she stood up with a dry smile and said, "Xiaguan's stomach has not been good these days. The doctor told me not to eat too much. How about I resign first?"
It is obviously impossible to save a group of people. Now we have to save ourselves first.
As for the rest of you... wish yourself luck.
But Cai Jing didn't want to let him go: "Su Butang, it's just because of his bad stomach that he wants to drink soup."
"Today's soup is a soup that nourishes the heart, nourishes qi, nourishes the spleen and stomach, and nourishes the kidneys. It is exactly what Su Budang's symptoms are."
Su Ling stood there stupidly, neither walking nor sitting down.
The clerks had already handed out the bowls of soup. The clerk from Guanglu Temple opened the lid of the large porcelain pot, and a mellow fragrance suddenly came out.
It's just that as soon as this fragrance spreads out of the pot, it mixes with the stench in the room. The two mix together to form a heavyweight smell that is both fragrant and smelly.
The clerk's face turned red from holding back the food. He pushed the food cart and took a wooden spoon to fill the bowls in front of the waiters one by one with soup.
Wu Shenglan glanced at Su Ling'a who was standing stupidly, gave him a look that asked for blessings, and stood up and said: "Master Cai, I've been sleeping on the hot bed too much in the past few days. I'm so anxious that my heart is burning, and my mouth is burning."
Soak, if you drink the tonic soup at this time, it will definitely aggravate the condition."
"Master Cai, please let me take my leave. I will drink this soup after my illness is better."
Cai Jing was startled and frowned slightly: "What Minister Wu said makes sense. We can't just make up for it this winter."
He raised his head and looked at the clerk at Guanglu Temple: "Is there anything in this soup that can clear away heat and relieve fire?"
The clerk hurriedly replied: "Yes, sir."
Under Wu Shenglan's murderous gaze, the clerk said: "This soup is specially made by the chef in our temple. It is mild in nature and is not overpowering or too cold."
When Guanglu Temple makes soup, naturally you can't just do what others say.
If we really follow the messy way of those people in Shangshu Yamen, Mr. Cai will have to make up for their deaths.
Therefore, Guanglu Temple adjusted the amount of various ingredients on its own to create such a pot of soup.
Cai Jing was overjoyed when he heard this, smiled and nodded: "That's good, that's good, now everyone can drink."
He was the first to scoop up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth. Then he sighed happily and looked at the many waiters below with a smile: "Drink? Why don't you drink?"
Cai Jing stared at Han Mulu and said with a smile: "During the winter, having a sip of hot soup is a beautiful thing."
Han Mulu's scalp was numb from the look in his eyes. He smiled dryly and raised the soup bowl: "Drink, drink."
"Everyone, please drink some soup!"
After speaking, he raised the soup bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Although Cai Jing was very dissatisfied with his behavior of chewing peonies, this was a start after all.
Song Qiaonian, Gao Xun, and Deng Xunwu seemed to have realized something. They all looked pale and raised their soup bowls tremblingly.
At this time, the remaining ministers could only follow behind, and the atmosphere in the check-in room suddenly became more enthusiastic...
At the same time, the eunuchs also heard about the situation here and reported it to His Majesty the Emperor in the Ziwei Palace...