After coming out of Shengduan Palace, Zhao Si breathed a long sigh of relief and wanted to jump a few times to vent his feelings. But his whole body was sore and he had almost no strength at all.
Being so tired means exhausting all your energy and racking your brains.
The imperial brother and Concubine Zhu were the people closest to him. Zhao Si not only had to try to reshape the image in their minds, but also had to be careful to avoid being seen for clues and making him suspicious.
Happiness comes from hard work that is quite effective.
The high imitation Gui Youguang's "pavilion is like a canopy" is unpretentious but sincere and extremely lethal.
For the imperial brother who has worshiped his father since childhood, it is simply a deadly weapon.
While hugging his brother and crying, Zhao Si knew in his heart that he had won the first battle against the official's family card.
After saying goodbye to Yanhe Hall, Zhao Si went to Shengduan Palace and met with his and the emperor's brother's biological mother, Princess Zhu.
Zhao Si knelt down in front of her, tears streaming down his face and heartbroken.
Then he burst into tears and complained that he would change his mind in the future, not only not to cause trouble to Sixth Brother, but also to become a good helper for him.
Concubine Zhu, who was originally heartbroken to be the youngest, was overjoyed to see Zhao Si survive the catastrophe and come to her senses. She hugged Zhao Si and cried bitterly.
My son, my sweetheart, keeps screaming.
Zhao Shi knew that Concubine Zhu was cautious and had been living in the shadow of Empress Dowager Gao and Empress Dowager Xiang, which did not help him much in terms of power.
But she is one of the biggest and most important links between herself and the official family, and she must be handled with care.
Zhao Si hesitated for a moment, then went to the Qingshou Palace to ask to see the Empress Dowager Xiang.
As expected, a minister came out and conveyed his message to the empress in a high-spirited manner.
"My Majesty knows that His Highness is very good, and has accepted your filial piety. From now on, I must change my past mistakes, read more books about sages, and cause less trouble for the officials! My Majesty is not feeling well, so I will not see His Highness."
Zhao Si held back his anger, raised his hands with utmost respect and replied, "I must remember your empress's teachings."
Damn it, what kind of treasonous thing did your predecessor do? To make so many people dislike you?
After thinking about it carefully, being a chivalrous and open-minded, martial arts and brave, can be considered good qualities in the clans of the Han, Tang, or Ming and Qing dynasties.
It is a pity that he was born in the Song Dynasty, a dynasty that extremely valued literature and disdained martial arts. The royal tradition was to be elegant and elegant, and the mainstream public opinion controlled by civil servants only allowed the royal family to engage in literature and art.
Looking at it this way, the predecessor Zhao Si was indeed an anomaly.
Coupled with his straightforward temperament and reckless impulsiveness, in the eyes of officials and literati, he is a heretic! He is stupid and mischievous! He is a dandy and cruel!
If this is the case, then I will go all the way to the dark side!
I can't compare to you in terms of poetry and poetry. But if I had a gun in my hand, would you literati dare to be so pretentious?
Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. I don't believe that those officers and generals who have been suppressed for hundreds of years have no fire in their hearts!
Then, I will give you a chance. With the gun in your hand, follow me and you will be able to stand up straight, upright and upright!
With this plan in mind, Zhao didn't seem to care about the Empress Dowager's attitude.
Zhao Si, who was walking in the lanes of the Imperial City and was thinking about something, accidentally raised his head and saw Liang Congzheng leading the way, and couldn't help but feel his heart move.
Before he matures, the official is his biggest support, and he must have an eyeliner by his side.
Zhao Si asked aloud, "Brother Zheng, I remember you came to Brother Six in the second year of Yuanyou?"
Liang Congzheng was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhao Shi's friendly call.
In the past, when he was not in power, others called him Xiao Zhengzi, or Liang Diandian. After he gained power, everyone changed their names to Liang Gaoban, Liang Gongfeng and Liang Yaban.
The title "Brother Zheng" was actually called by my family many years ago.
Liang Congzheng's heart felt warm, but what he thought of more quickly was the official's attitude towards Zhao Si just now, and he quickly replied: "Your Highness remembers it correctly, the younger one was transferred to the official's side in April of that year."
"Time flies so fast. Twelve years have passed. I remember that Brother Zheng was only in his early twenties at that time. I have always been the follower of the emperor brother, following him wherever he went. Brother Six was going to court, and so was I.
Follow me. You stopped me and refused to let me enter the Chui Gong Hall. I didn't know what was going on at the time, so I rushed up to fight with you."
As Zhao Si recalled the past, bits and pieces of memories floated out of Liang Congzheng's mind, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth involuntarily.
"That's right. The little one doesn't dare to fight with His Highness, so he can only hug you. Who would have thought that His Highness is not young but very strong. He kicks and bites you, and even the little one can't hold His Highness."
Liang Congzheng looked at Zhao Si's majestic figure and said with a smile.
"Haha, I have indeed been a martial artist since I was a child, and I have some natural strength. Sixth brother once joked that I was the best in boxing and kicking in the imperial city. I remember that Gao Niangniang who was passing by at that time heard the noise, turned around, took a look, and took care of me.
After a while, I didn’t dare to go to Chui Gong Hall.”
"Yes, the only thing His Highness was afraid of at that time was Empress Gao." Liang Congzheng agreed with deep feeling.
"Haha, who in the palace is not afraid of Big Mama1? Even Brother Six, who was originally playing with me, was so frightened that he ran back to his desk when he heard that Big Mama was coming."
Amid Zhao's hearty laughter, Liang Congzheng's face showed an extremely rare and relaxed smile.
In the past, every muscle fiber on his face had its own mission.
"Yes, but the biggest headache for everyone in the palace is His Highness. I remember that in the summer of the fifth year of Yuanyou, His Highness gathered more than a hundred small yellow gates in the back garden and divided them into two teams. Then they used branches in the garden as soldiers and tore up the attic.
The inner curtain was used as the flag. You called yourself the general and ordered the two teams to charge and fight, causing a stir in the entire imperial city."
"Haha, brother Zheng is right. He caused a big trouble that time and was beaten severely by the eldest mother. If the sixth brother hadn't begged for mercy, he was almost expelled from the palace and demoted to
Common people."
Having said this, Zhao Si sighed, "You are so young and ignorant!"
"Brother Zheng, where are you from?" Zhao Si asked casually.
"A native of Damingfu, Hebei Province."
"Where are your parents? Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"My parents have passed away, and I only have one brother."
Zhao Si and Liang Congzheng chatted while walking, and the topics they discussed were all over the world.
After passing Chongyi Pavilion, Jingliang Congzheng, the top man among thousands of internal servants, suddenly came to his senses.
King Jian was doing things around the house with a hammer and a stick, and he answered casually, but in a casual way, King Jian found out his details clearly.
My brother has two daughters, the eldest is married and the younger is still in the boudoir. He also has a son. The Liang family relies on him to carry on the heirs, so he is particularly doted on his two brothers.
But this little bastard is stupid and ignorant and refuses to learn the right way.
He was seduced by interested people into eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he was already a famous gun-wielding bully in Kaifeng City's Goulan House.
Liang Congzheng's pupils narrowed slightly. King Jian Zhao Shisan is really a good trick.
In the past, I was the only one who tried to trick others, but now I accidentally got ripped off.
However, Zhao Si didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Liang Congzheng, and was still there to comfort him.
"Brother Zheng, it's okay. Who's young man is not ridiculous? The key is to be taught by a strict teacher. Mr. Botong has an academy in the north of the city. If you are in politics, you can send your nephew to study. I know He Gong's ability.
I will definitely make my nephew become a talented person."
He Zhizhong and He Botong!
Liang Congzheng's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and all other thoughts were swept away, leaving only this name.
In the sixth year of Xining's high school, he was admitted to the Jia Department. He was a doctor of Taixue. During the reign of Shaosheng, he served as a lecturer for the prince and gave lessons to King Jian and several other royal brothers. He is a well-known person in the world.
If my nephew can study under him, no matter how strict he is, I will be willing to break his legs.
"Your Highness Prince Jian," Liang Congzheng asked in a low voice, "I wonder if Mr. Botong is willing to accept his foolish nephew?"
Zhao Si smiled, showing a meaningful expression, but did not answer.
Liang Congzheng was so anxious that his heart felt like there were four cat claws scratching him to death.
After calming down for a while, Liang Congzheng tasted it again.
He said softly, "Your Highness, we will discuss it in detail later."
Seeing that Liang Congzheng understood what he meant, Zhao Si smiled and said no more.
Through the memories in his mind, Zhao Si figured out that although He Zhizhong was a modest gentleman and full of knowledge, he was very passionate about his official career.
As long as you don't have no desires and are strong, it will certainly be easy to handle.
As for Liang Congzheng, I really want to get closer to him, but that is just a foreshadowing. You must not talk about feelings with such a person, you can only talk about interests.
If you help him for no reason, not only will he not appreciate it, but he will also wonder in his heart, do you have some conspiracy?
It is better to talk openly and honestly. If you take out what I need, if you think it is suitable, I will help you handle the matter. When the payment is cleared, everyone can rest assured, which will lay a foundation of trust for subsequent cooperation.
After walking out of Donghua Gate, Zhao Si looked back.
The palace gate is still majestic and gorgeous, and the glazed tiles on the top are still dazzling, like a circle of flowing golden tassels.
"Go back to the palace!" Zhao Si said to Huatian and other palace guards with high spirits.
1. Big Mom. Mom, one of the names for grandma in the Song Dynasty. Big Mom, the name of grandma. This chapter has been completed!
