Zhao Huan's poetic nature disappeared in an instant. He didn't even turn around to look at Chen Si, but stared straight at the blooming flowers in front of him.
Chen Si's voice came again.
"Song Jinyong's good news was almost leaked."
Almost? That means it hasn’t been leaked yet?
Zhao Ji's extremely gloomy expression instantly cleared the clouds and revealed the sun.
He stretched out his hand and broke off a flower branch, shook his head and sighed: "Gao Qiu is my favorite minister. He has committed such a big crime. Doesn't this make me embarrassed?"
"I have always valued affection and righteousness. Gao Qiu has served me for half his life. Although he has some minor flaws, they cannot be outweighed by his flaws."
"Why!"
Zhao Ji sighed again, his eyebrows full of reluctance.
Chen Si on the side was completely focused on the flower branch in Zhao Ji's hand.
"Your Majesty, do you like this flower? I will ask someone to prepare a flowerpot and plant it."
Zhao Ji threw the flowers aside casually, saying calmly: "Once such a gorgeous flower is broken, only a few days of fragrance will remain."
"Even if you take good care of it, it will be difficult to survive."
"A plant without roots has exhausted its vitality."
Chen Si nodded heavily: "I understand."
Zhao Ji was not doing his job properly as always, but the aura he exuded was completely different from that in the imperial study room.
Every word and action is full of profound meaning!
Gao Qiu is not the only one who is Zhao Ji's favorite minister, just like these flowers blooming.
It does no harm to break a branch.
Although the flowers are beautiful, once they are broken and separated from the foundation of the flower bush, it will be difficult to survive, just like...
Gao Qiu has almost forgotten his own identity and is good at making decisions again and again.
Once a loyal dog breaks free of the leash and begins to lose control of its owner, it becomes a bit abominable to act as it pleases.
"Your Majesty, there is one more thing..."
"Prince Ding seems to be very interested in raiding the high mansion, saying that he wants to share the worries of His Majesty."
Zhao Ji snorted softly, his eyes full of contempt: "This traitor... has finally grown up, but it's a pity that he still has evil intentions!"
"But having said that, the Yizhou ingot in Prince Ding's palace is indeed a problem."
"It would save a lot of trouble for Prince Ding to come forward and combine this batch of money and liquidate it uniformly."
"Prince Ding has been idle for so many years, it's time to put in some effort."
"That's right."
Chen Si accepted the order, bowed his head and retreated. He didn't straighten up until he left the West Flower Hall.
The entire Imperial Palace Forbidden Army was almost controlled by the Six Prime Ministers, but Wude Si was firmly in Zhao Ji's hands, and no one could get a hold of it.
It is true that His Majesty is good at being arty, but it is not entirely luck that makes him stand out from many princes and inherit the throne.
A "Yizhou ingot" points out countless interests.
If Zhao Huan is not given any benefits, how can the crazy prince, who never wants to suffer, give up?
The Yizhou ingot in his hand seems to be useless, but in fact it is a fuse, enough to blow up the thunder of "Song Jin Yonghao".
Chen Si knew very well that this was a balancing act.
Since it is impossible to get rid of Zhao Huan in the short term, we should focus on "appeasing" to prevent this guy from causing trouble again.
As for the Jin man, it's actually harmless.
Except for Zhao Huan, it was just pressure from the Jin people to spur your majesty. Don't forget that the Jin army at Chen Bing's border could go south at any time and destroy the entire Song Dynasty.
And the 920,000 Guansui coins are the core.
It wasn't until Chen Si completely disappeared from the palace that Tong Guan hurried to the West Flower Hall.
"Your Majesty, something big has happened. Gao Qiu fell into the hands of Zhao Huan..."
Night, quiet.
In the ancestral hall of Prince Ding's Mansion, eighteen spiritual tablets are placed in the most eye-catching positions.
"The righteous soldier of the Northern Territory, Liu Qizhi's spiritual position."
"The righteous man of the northern frontier, the spiritual position of Wang Peng."
"A righteous man in the northern frontier, a spiritual figure with a high reputation..."
"..."
Under the protection of countless candles, the eighteen spiritual positions were reflected extremely clearly, and even exuded a faint luster.
It's like the filth has been wiped away and the splendor is restored.
Zhao Kun knelt in front of the memorial tablets and personally kept vigil for the eighteen brothers.
As a prince, Zhao Huan naturally could not kneel down and worship, but he still stood in front of the altar, stretched out his hands, and slowly closed them forward.
Then, he bowed his body and performed the most standard salute to the eighteen martyrs.
This move alone moved Zhao Kun to tears.
Zhao Shiyan and Chen Zhao, who were traveling together, looked at each other and followed Zhao Huan, bowing and saluting the eighteen martyrs.
Under Zhao Huan's order, white lanterns were hung on the gate of Prince Ding's Mansion and spiritual flags were pulled up.
This sight made all the people passing by look askance.
"Prince Ding's Mansion is doing nothing? Who is missing?"
"You guys are too blind, aren't you? You don't even know that such a big thing happened in Beijing today?"
"Gao Qiu, a dog thief, framed a righteous man in the northern frontier and killed a good man to take credit. Fortunately, the prince was present, and the righteous man was redressed."
"This innocent thing was done for those eighteen righteous men."
"What?! The prince is a relative of the emperor, how can he enshrine someone else's soul at home?"
"More than just a relative of the emperor, he is the eldest son of the emperor and the first to be crowned prince. This move is a bit disrespectful to our ancestors and will definitely be impeached."
"Just shut up. How brave is the prince's move?!"
"That is, the prince cares about the world, takes the country of the Song Dynasty as his own responsibility, and worships the righteous men in the northern frontier. It is reasonable and reasonable."
"Who dares to say that the prince is hypocritical now? I would like to ask the royal family in the world, who dares to carry the royal ancestral hall and enshrine the souls of others?"
The enshrinement of the martyr's memorial tablet in Prince Ding's palace caused an uproar in the capital.
Even Zhu Lian was a little worried. He was worried that officials from the Ministry of Rites would come to visit him, demolish the ancestral hall, and then take Zhao Huan to the imperial ancestral hall to kowtow and apologize.
As a result, two full days have passed, and no stubborn old man from the Ministry of Rites has come to cause trouble.
Even Zhou Pu didn’t show up!
Zhu Lian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and told Xiaochai not to worry anymore, just to do great things for the righteous soldiers of the northern frontier.
She asked more: "Where has the prince gone? Is he still in the Hall of Valor?"
Xiaochai grinned: "This early in the morning, the princess asked about the prince, which has never happened before."
Zhu Lian's heart trembled slightly and his cheeks felt a little hot, but he pretended to be calm and hummed softly: "Even I dare to tease you, believe it or not, I will pull out your tongue!"
Xiaochai was naturally not afraid of Zhu Lian's threat. She secretly sighed in her heart that although the iceberg had not disappeared, melting water was already slowly flowing out.
Xiaochai was happy for the prince and princess from the bottom of her heart.
"The prince has taken people to the mansion."
"Early this morning, an imperial edict came from the palace, ordering the prince to take full responsibility for the search of the high residence."
"I also named the prince... the chief envoy of the Jiaofang Department."
When he heard "Jiaofangsi", Zhu Lian's face instantly turned cold and he secretly despised him.
Although the Jiaofang Division is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, and the position of chief envoy of the Jiaofang Division can also be regarded as an official position in the Ministry of Rites, but whoever has some integrity will be the leader of the singer?
How dignified is it for your majestic prince to deal with the singer Nightingale all day long?