It has basically become a consensus that the emperor likes to promote six ministers to serve as prime ministers. Although some people think this is inappropriate, there is nothing they can do about it. In other words, the current emperor is too majestic. He can not only promote casual officials to become
Important ministers in the central government can even overthrow the prime minister with just one word. This is truly arbitrary and unchecked.
Thoughtful people don't have to worry. If the emperor is wise, that's fine. If the emperor is unworthy, isn't this nonsense?
Although the current emperor is wise and powerful, who can guarantee what will happen in the future?
But no one dares to say this, let alone mention it, because it involves a fundamental issue, that is, imperial power.
In the courtyard room, two people drank together.
"well."
"Why is Brother Wang sighing?"
Wei Ting picked up the tea cup, sniffed it gently, and asked with slight curiosity.
Wang Gui said melancholy: "Today's saints are young and powerful, wise and powerful, and they are unborn heroes and saints. Although we are his ministers, we are not respected by them. It is a pity."
He shook his head, his eyes fell on the white porcelain wine cup, and he felt very depressed.
Wei Ting was silent for a moment and sighed: "Brother Wang, it is not easy for you and me to save this life. Don't ask for anything else. Just let everything happen."
"If Fang Xuanling did not worship the prime minister, I would just go with it and have nothing to say. But Fang Xuanling can be trusted by saints, why can't you and I?" Wang Gui was dissatisfied.
Wei Ting didn't persuade him any more.
For this kind of thing, the more you advise, the worse it will be, so just let it go. All kinds of desires, but the desire for power. Secondly, power is in his heart.
Wei Ting doesn't think too much now, he just wants to spend the rest of his life quietly. After all the past, he has been completely indifferent. The word fate is so wonderful, it should be yours, it is yours. It shouldn't be yours, there is no point in forcing it.
Fang Xuanling didn't force himself before, but now he is the prime minister. This is fate.
Not to mention how depressed Wang Gui is here, but before the first month is over, Chang'an is bustling and bustling day after day, making people forget to leave.
Everything in the palace and the mansion is bustling, so there is no need to elaborate.
On this day, the old guys naturally meet up to drink and chat, either recalling the glorious past, following the emperor to annihilate the rebels, or comparing the strengths and weaknesses of the children at home. There are always endless topics to talk about.
gossip.
They don't dare to go to Pingkangfang, not because they are afraid of Madam, but because they are getting older and want to save face. After all, they are all important officials in the court. If they go to Pingkangfang casually to care about the little lady who has lost her footing, they will be punished for no reason.
Impeaching a censor is a minor matter, but being ridiculed is a major matter.
Su Guogong Mansion.
"Hi!" Cheng Yaojin sighed after drinking, which attracted the eyes of the old brothers.
"Yizhen, why are you sighing in such a great time?" Xu Shiji was puzzled.
Cheng Yaojin said: "In the past few years, since the Turks were annihilated and the Uighur Xue Yantuo was defeated, I have seldom gone out to fight. More and more, I feel that my body and bones are falling apart. Before I danced, my arm strength was weak, my energy was weak, and my body was full of fat.
, I never expected it.”
Niu Jinda said: "How come? When you beat the censor some time ago, you were quite energetic."
"Hahaha."
Everyone laughed.
Cheng Yaojin's face was not red and he was out of breath, as if he was not the one bullying the weak.
"Those censors are the most annoying. They keep chirping all day long and give one set of principles after another. What's the use? Let them go into battle to kill the enemy. They are so weak. Let them manage things. They don't know how to write. They only know how to do it.
Knowing how to find fault with others is the most incompetent thing."
Qin Qiong said: "This is the duty of the censor, and you don't have to scold him too much. If you don't like it, just don't listen. When a saint is in court, demons and demons have no place to hide. As the censor said, the saint can discern the truth."
Xu Shiji nodded and said: "What Shu Bao said is great. I think the current saint is a true hero and a saint emperor. He will not act based on the censor's words. Over the years, our brothers have been loyal to your majesty and have been responsible for the king's affairs. Your majesty has always done so."
Look in your eyes, and the rewards will never end."
Cheng Yaojin said: "I know how your Majesty is doing. I just feel that I am completely free now. I feel so flustered that I have nothing to do all day long and it is not very interesting."
"Why, do you have the idea of joining the army in this plan for Goguryeo?" Qin Qiong asked.
Cheng Yaojin nodded and didn't hide it.
"Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty made such a mistake. In the past, he caused my Han family members to lose all face in Goguryeo. If we can follow your majesty and annihilate Goguryeo, we will be able to avenge those Han family members who died in Liaodong."
As the empire became more and more powerful, the morale of the people of the Han and Tang Dynasties also became higher and higher, which affected the ministers of the DPRK to some extent.
Right now, the nation is also united as never before.
Xu Shiji praised: "Yi Zhen, bold and loyal to the country, it should be obvious."
"please."
"Drinking."
"please."
Everyone has a drink together.
Qin Qiong said: "Liaodong is bitterly cold. It will be difficult to manage it in the future. What's more, all the northern grasslands have been returned to our dynasty. We have not yet been able to find out where the boundaries are. We only know that the further north we go, the further we go."
It is a cold and desolate land. Although the governor's government has established a state and naturalized the grasslands as Han people, the results have been very slow. In addition, slaves have been captured for many years to pave the way. The population of the grasslands has dropped sharply. If your majesty gets the land of Liaodong again, I don't know.
How should we manage it?"
"You still have to capture slaves to build the road." Niu Jinda said: "The cement road at the end is easy to use. It would be better to pave it all over the Central Plains. It will be very convenient to travel from south to north."
"I agree." Cheng Yaojin said, "That's how it should be."
Everyone was gossiping and chatting about the past, and it was quite enjoyable for a while.
On the other side, Li Zhiyun was also in the palace with his wives, playing mahjong with Queen Mother Wan for fun. It was rare for him to have free time, so he had to spend time with his mother to fulfill his filial piety.
There are four people at the mahjong table: Li Zhiyun, Queen Mother Wan, Queen Yang, and Concubine Wei.
The four of them are all good mahjong players. How much they can win depends on how much their opponents play. With Empress Dowager Wan around, Empress Yang and Concubine Wei naturally did not dare to play tricks. They repeatedly played tiles to Empress Dowager Wan, which made Empress Dowager Wan very happy.
As for Li Zhiyun, he plays mahjong with his eyes closed. He plays mahjong with whoever is short of cards, without looking at his own cards at all. There is really nothing he can do. One of them is my mother, and the other two are my wives. How dare he play tricks.
Therefore, Empress Dowager Wan wins money from three families, Empress Yang and Concubine Wei win money from one family, and Li Zhiyun loses money from three families.
The card was played until the end, and Jin Yang, who was sitting next to him, couldn't stand it.
"Yeah, yeah, do you know how to play cards? Why are you splitting three cards to make a seven-of-a-kind? When will you be able to listen to cards like this?"
"Silly boy, you still don't understand the realm of playing cards for your father." Li Zhiyun said lightly.
You think I'm playing cards, but you're wrong, I'm playing cards.
Jin Yang was even more confused and asked puzzledly: "What realm?"
Queen Yang rolled her eyes at her and said, "You kid, what do you know? Don't interrupt randomly."
Empress Dowager Wan laughed and said: "The granddaughter of the Ai family is right. Emperor, your card game is full of flaws, and the Ai family has noticed something fishy."
Li Zhiyun chuckled and said: "It is rare for a son to have time to spend time with his mother. As long as the mother is happy, the son will be satisfied."
"Okay, you all have filial piety, and the Ai family knows it." Empress Dowager Wan said, "On weekdays, you are busy with state affairs, and your daughters-in-law come to accompany the Ai family every day, so you don't have to worry."
"Mother, this is what I should do." Empress Yang said with a smile.
Concubine Wei also said: "Yes, Queen Mother, these are what we should do."
Jin Yang frowned, pouted, tilted his head, leaned on the emperor's shoulder, and watched them playing cards in boredom.