"He has great talent, is good at using power, and is good at winning over courtiers."
The sixth day of the twelfth lunar month in the third year of Chuping.
After more than half a year, the envoys encountered countless twists and turns, and the envoys who always made people feel like walking on thin ice finally returned from Guandong to Chang'an safely. After returning from Guandong, which was full of wars and starvation, the people still looked hungry, but at least
In Guanzhong, which is peaceful and full of vitality, this mission really feels like it's a world away.
When Liu Yu and others arrived, it was a rare sunny day. The sky was gray and white, there was no wind in the fields, and white snow covered the acres outside the city.
At Changting outside Chang'an City, Liu Yu could hear the music played by the Yellow Gate to welcome guests from a distance. When he got closer, he hurriedly opened the curtains and saw hundreds of people lining up to welcome him. Yingwu
Extraordinary soldiers and guards stood on both sides, while Situ Ma Rixi and others were wearing robes and standing in front of the team. Beside them, there were many ministers whom Liu Yu didn't know or who were strangers to him.
Situ, who was recording the affairs of the minister, Ma Rixi, slowly came out of the crowd and came to the front of the team. He was wearing a black robe, and a thick cloak was draped on his body, like thick snow.
On the skinny tree trunk.
Liu Yu, Zhao Qi, Pei Mao and others got out of the car politely and walked together with the welcoming team led by Ma Rixi.
"Although he has received the light of an angel, how can a person with no merit receive such a great gift? I really feel ashamed." Liu Yu bowed deeply to Ma Rixi, then he looked up at him and saw Ma Rixi.
He is tall and slender, with a slightly reserved and polite smile on his face, giving him a refined look.
It's just that Liu Yu didn't see the slightest bit of competence and shrewdness that a capable minister should have in Ma Rixi, which made him a little disappointed. Is the prime minister of the imperial court like this...
After Ma Rixi greeted Zhao Qi and others, he saw Liu Yu, stepped forward and said enthusiastically: "Liu Bo'an, you came at the right time. Now that the emperor is in charge of everything, the imperial court is working hard to govern, and will be
A great deal can be done to clean up the old evils. There is a wise king above and wise ministers below. Now that you and I are officials in the same court, it is time to join hands to discuss state affairs!"
At this time, a sharp flash of light flashed in the other party's eyes, which made Liu Yu's heart skip a beat.
Then Ma Rixi straightened his back and said loudly: "After you enter the city, you will take a rest, bathe and change clothes. After a while, someone from the palace will come to invite your Majesty to host a banquet in the Greenhouse Hall to entertain you."
Ma Rixi waved his hand to call Li Jian, the internal visitor, and ordered him to start issuing an edict. The content was to designate Zhao Qi, the imperial servant, as Dutinghou, and worship Pei Mao, the imperial censor, as the visitor's servant, in order to commend him for his merits.
Most of these edicts were issued to envoys such as Zhao Qi and Pei Mao, and had nothing to do with people like Liu Yu, but according to the rules, they still had to listen to the edicts.
After the lengthy ceremony, Ma Rixi looked at Liu Yu again and said warmly: "This is the etiquette. After this, you and I will never leave again!"
"Nuo, Nuo." Liu Yu carefully dealt with Ma Rixi's enthusiasm. Fortunately, after Ma Rixi said these words casually, he no longer deliberately approached him. Liu Yu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He was here for the first time.
It is really not advisable to get involved casually before clarifying the situation.
It's just that Ma Rixi's words and enthusiasm were so abnormal that he had to be careful about it.
Zhao Qi, who was on the side, also approached Liu Yu and said kindly: "Uncle Ma Weng has always been kind and kind to others, and he is a very easy to get along with. Bo'an has been working abroad for a long time and rarely enters the court. I am not familiar with this person's character.
It’s reasonable, so don’t blame me.”
Zhao Qi is Ma Rixi's uncle, and the relationship between the two was originally cold. Because during the coup that deposed Wang Yun, Ma Rixi once rescued Zhao Qi's nephew Zhao Jian, and reciprocated the favor. Zhao Qi and Ma Rixi
The relationship between the emperor and the emperor quickly recovered, and he represented the Kansai scholars and fought against another imperial master, Huandian.
With Zhao Qi's words, it seemed that Ma Rixi's behavior just now was solved, and Liu Yu also nodded in agreement with the other party's remarks. Zhao Qi's reputation in the scholars was much greater than him, and Liu Yu had to nod and smile.
Respect: "Where is Duke Zhao's nephew now?"
Zhao Qi, who had been laughing all the time, suddenly darkened his face. He lowered his voice and said, "I have already resigned and gone to Bingzhou. If Mr. Liu is interested, please take care of me."
"Oh." Liu Yu nodded speciously. He didn't make any promise as Zhao Qi wanted. He just said casually: "It should be so, it should be so!"
When everyone entered the city at Xuanping Gate, Liu Yu walked at the front of the team, speaking to some familiar and unfamiliar ministers from time to time. Since he entered the official position, except for a short period of time as Zongzheng, he has spent the rest of his time there.
The place spins.
This time when he entered the court, he was full of expectations and wanted to make a difference, but now... Liu Yu felt his heart heavy. He looked up at the gray sky, and a trace of worry could not help but appear on his eyebrows.
Sima Lang, Sima Yi, Zhao Weisun and others followed at the back of the team. Sima Lang heard that the person coming to greet him was the well-known Ma Rixi. At first, he stood at the back of the crowd with interest and carefully looked at the man who was rumored to have been there.
The demeanor and demeanor of Situ, who participated in making decisions to kill Dong Dong and presided over a series of political disputes such as Wang Yun's ouster.
Unexpectedly, after a few glances, Sima Lang clearly discovered that Ma Rixi's appearance, behavior, and demeanor were completely different from what he had imagined.
When everyone was shouting in response to the imperial edict, he quietly turned around and whispered disapprovingly to Sima Yi:
"If the officials are like this, it's no wonder that the emperor is so powerful."
"Brother, can you make an assessment so easily?" Sima Yi asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile.
Sima Lang shook his head, and he and Sima Yi returned to the car. The car began to drive slowly, and they followed the huge team into the city. Regarding Sima Yi's inquiry just now, he thought of Ma Rixi's actions again, and couldn't help but say: "Liu
It is true that Duke Ma is a capable minister for a while, but Duke Ma cannot be so close to him as it would be inappropriate for him to do so."
"Who knows, isn't this Mr. Ma's deep plan?" Sima Yi rarely loses to adults in terms of wisdom and talent. Especially when it comes to analyzing the interest relationships between people, he can detect deep-seated conflicts through the details.
He was extremely proficient in things. He thought about it at this moment and suddenly said: "Perhaps there is something going on that makes this Ruguang difficult to carry out, so he has to win over Liu Gong first to strengthen his momentum."
"Since the Salt and Iron Discourse, the imperial court has been very peaceful." Sima Lang carefully recalled Sima Fang's letter to him, and did not find any major events in the imperial court recently: "Could it be that this incident came from the province, or from the provincial government?
Shangshutai, even Aweng doesn’t know about it?”
In order to ensure privacy, Sima Lang used "province" to refer to the emperor. He thought that unless something important happened between the emperor and the ministers who recorded the affairs of the ministers, and it was not reported, otherwise his father Sima
It is impossible not to know that the guard against you is King Wu.
However, Sima Lang had the opposite idea. What made Ma Rixi urgently need to win over Liu Yu did not happen within the imperial court, but happened outside.
"I understand." Sima Yi smiled easily, as if he had solved a problem: "This happened to us."