Chen Zhao knew that Zhao Huan was rough on the outside and delicate on the inside. He seemed manic, but in fact he was very deep.
The so-called vigorous and resolute actions and decisive killings are just Zhao Huan's means to gain political capital.
However, it was completely beyond Chen Zhao's knowledge to be dismissed from the Hanlin Academy with just one word.
"My subordinates thought that today it was inevitable to go to Dali Temple for a confrontation."
"Unexpectedly, as soon as the prince opened his mouth, he turned the hostility into friendship and even went to Dali Temple in person to speak kindly to the prince."
"The respect that my subordinates have for the prince is like the endless stream of a surging river."
Zhao Huan chuckled lightly and said with deep eyes: "Mr. Chen, do you really think that they went to Dali Temple?"
Zhao Huan stood up and walked to the front hall with his hands behind his back. He said seriously: "They must go to the inner court first to ask Tong Guan for instructions and find out the news."
"If the trend of the Song Dynasty changes, they will naturally go to Dali Temple to speak nicely. Otherwise, they will go to sue the king."
Although Chen Zhao is good at flattering people and is worldly, his grasp of politics is still immature.
He lowered his head and wondered for a long time before his expression finally changed.
"If Your Majesty takes the lead in the war, they will support the prince, and the Hanlin faction will collapse. From now on, there will only be the main war faction."
"But... Your Majesty has always been an unswerving advocate!"
In the past, Your Majesty would naturally be the main peacemaker.
But since Zhao Huan destroyed the Yizhou soldiers, the 920,000 Guansui coins have not yet been sent out of Bianjing, and the situation has undergone earth-shaking changes.
According to the calculation of time, Wanyan Zonghan almost knew about "Song Dynasty's refusal to pay the annual coins".
Wanyan Zonghan must rush to Kyoto as soon as possible, report to Wanyan Sheng, and request to send troops to attack the Song Dynasty.
The deal is already done and a war is inevitable.
Zhao Ji had to fight if he didn't want to fight. The canonization of Tong Guan as the king of Guangyang represented Zhao Ji's political change.
The war has ended, but the political views between the emperor, his ministers, father and son are still thousands of miles apart.
Tong Guan was granted the title of Prince of Guangyang County, so he must go to Taiyuan Mansion to lead the army in battle.
And Zhao Huan chose Yizhou for his decisive battle.
In any case, at least now, His Majesty is going to fight. This alone is enough for Zhao Huan, a "hardcore hawk", to make a lot of political capital.
In just half an hour, Zhang Mao and others had arrived at the inner court. Although they did not see Tong Guan, they got the exact news from the chamberlain.
"Your Majesty conferred the title of Queen of Guangyang County on the Prime Minister, and discussed with the Prime Minister several times about the decisive battle in Taiyuan Prefecture."
"King Ding did not come out of nowhere. Your Majesty has changed peace into war."
Hearing the waiter's personal response, Zhang Mao couldn't help but close his eyes and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, his vision was already bright.
"Okay, okay! Great!"
"As King Ding said, Yizhou's big gamble is just a formality."
"If you achieve military exploits, you can legitimately take over the East Palace. Even if something goes wrong, Your Majesty will never stop cultivating King Ding."
"After all... looking at the entire Song Dynasty, when it comes to the main hawks, who can beat King Ding?"
Except for Liu Chi, it was an unexpected blessing to sponsor and accept the decree.
The most important thing is not to stand against His Majesty.
Not only did Zhang Mao no longer hold grudges against Zhao Huan, but he was filled with gratitude.
"Let's go to Dali Temple. The traitor Liu Chi dared to disrespect King Ding. He deserves to die."
At the same time, in the imperial study room, Zhao Ji frowned, not hiding the impatience on his face.
Zhou Pu didn't care so much, he knelt on the ground and spoke with a sonorous and powerful voice.
"King Ding abused his private power, imposed excessive sentences, and wielded a butcher's knife against scholar-officials without authorization. He should be severely punished."
"According to the patriarchal system, he should be deposed as a prince and demoted to a county king to serve as a warning to others."
Zhao Ji didn't even want to look at Zhou Pu. There was a thick pile of memorials in front of him. It seemed that he was involved in state affairs, but in fact, he was painting pictures of ladies under the cover of the memorials.
He snorted coldly in his heart, deposed Prince Zhao Huan? Even the Prime Minister dared not say that!
If you demote the traitorous son, how can you make him the crown prince?
Not to mention a mere fifth-grade bachelor, even if he kills a third-grade official, he will be punished if he deserves it, but his title cannot be demoted.
"Zhou Pu, just this month alone, you have impeached King Ding more than thirty times. If you don't find it annoying, I find it annoying."
"From now on, I will go directly to Dali Temple. There is no special summons and there is no need to enter the palace."
Zhou Pu was unmoved: "Kaifeng Prefecture dare not take charge, Dali Temple has no right to take charge, and Zongzheng Temple is too lazy to take charge."
"Is it possible to just let King Ding continue to act so arbitrarily?"
"Even if everyone now knows that the Song Dynasty is about to go to war with the Jin people, and King Ding is a die-hard hawk, rewards and punishments should still be clearly defined."
Zhao Ji had originally planned to blast Zhou Pu out directly, but upon hearing this, he immediately calmed down.
Hardcore Eagle Party?
Zhao Ji had actually forgotten about it unless Zhou Pu mentioned it.
The purpose of making Zhao Huan the crown prince was to take the blame. Now that the Song-Jin war was inevitable, if he lost, wouldn't Zhao Huan, a die-hard hawk, be a ready target?
Zhao Ji's heart moved and he forced a smile towards Zhou Pu.
"Okay, I understand."
"King Ding imposed too heavy a sentence. He went beyond the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment, and arbitrarily decided whether the scholar-officials would live or die. If he is not punished, it will not be enough to calm people's hearts."
"I will fine him three months' salary. If he does not repent, I will punish him with a serious crime."
Originally, Zhao Ji was worried that Zhou Pu, a stubborn ass, would continue to pester him.
The result was unexpected. Zhou Pu bowed happily and silently retreated.
It's understandable, after all, Zhou Pu impeached Zhao Huan no less than a hundred times.
There has never been any reply before, so this time Zhao Huan can be punished, which is already a big victory.
Zhao Ji was too lazy to pay attention to Zhou Pu anymore and continued to draw pictures of ladies with his head down, his mood gradually becoming brighter.
"Liu Chi? Have a good death!"
"With your death, that traitor and I have unified our political views."
"If I win, I will live forever. If I lose, this hawkish villain will take all the blame."
At this moment, the door to the imperial study room was pushed open again.
Guardsman Wudes came in.
"See Your Majesty, Queen Xiansu asked her subordinates to pass on a message."
"Your Majesty, will you return to the harem these days? Your Majesty, please take care of your dragon body."
Zhao Ji didn't even think about it and refused: "I am busy with official duties and it is inconvenient for me to return to the palace."
The Wudesi guard hesitated for a moment, but still reported truthfully: "Her Royal Highness the Queen misses King Ding, and hopes..."
Before the Wudesi guard could finish speaking, Zhao Ji interrupted coldly: "No!"
"From now on, no one is allowed to call that traitor into the palace without permission."
The Guardsman of Wude lowered his head very low: "Her Royal Highness the Queen said... Let Your Majesty choose one of the two."
"This is etiquette."
"According to the time, it's time for Your Majesty to perform the ceremony of husband and wife. If I don't return to the palace, I'm afraid..."
Zhao Ji put down his brush, stood up and waved his hand, very proudly: "How can I be so unkind? Let Prince Ding enter the palace and mother and son be reunited."