When His Majesty Li Er saw Fang Jun nodded in agreement, he stopped worrying about this matter.
Fang Jun always feels at ease when doing things...
Then he raised his head, looked at the ministers in the palace and said: "Now that the New Year has passed and the Eastern Expedition is approaching, have their respective tasks been properly arranged in various ministries and yamen? If there are any difficulties, you might as well tell them here and let everyone think about it together.
There is a way to overcome it. If you don’t say it now and something goes wrong when things come to pass, don’t blame me for not remembering the old feelings and punishing him severely to set an example for others!”
The ministers were inevitably shocked.
To be honest, His Majesty Li Er can be regarded as a broad-minded emperor, and his magnanimity is rare in ancient and modern times. His Majesty Li Er will forgive ministers who make mistakes, as long as it is not a mistake in principle, and mention it high.
Let it go gently and never criticize anyone harshly, so as to show the majesty of the emperor.
Even Hou Junji, who had conspired to rebel, was only deprived of his title because of his past military exploits and his personal relationship with His Majesty, and his whole family was simply exiled.
But everyone knows that the status of the Eastern Expedition in the eyes of His Majesty Li Er cannot be lost. If anyone makes a mistake, causing the war to be delayed or defeated, even the gods can't save him!
However, it is precisely because we all know that His Majesty Li Er attaches great importance to the Eastern Expedition. Even if there are indeed some small troubles in the yamen, who dares to tell it in front of His Majesty Li Er? What if His Majesty Li Er thinks that you can't
You are competent, but you can't handle even the smallest things well. To avoid big mistakes in the future, I would simply put you down and replace you with someone else. Wouldn't that be a tragedy...
Therefore, as long as it is not a serious problem that cannot be solved, no one is willing to raise it here.
In fact, not only did the Tang Dynasty have strong soldiers and strong treasury, but the officials were united in governing the Qingming Festival. The three provinces, six ministries, and nine temples all performed their duties and ran smoothly. There was really no trouble that could not be solved...
What kind of person is His Majesty Li Er? His eyes glanced around the faces of the ministers and he could see through their thoughts.
However, he also understood that as an emperor, it was impossible to do everything personally, and he should not be too harsh. Since these ministers did not say anything, then even if there were some minor problems, they were still within the controllable range and would not seriously affect the overall situation of the Eastern Expedition.
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The civil and military forces of the entire dynasty may not be all loyal, but they all know their priorities...
After all, it was only the first political hall meeting of the new year. It could only outline and emphasize the top priorities of the new year. It was impossible to discuss all the details of various affairs in detail, so the meeting only lasted for more than half an hour before adjourning.
After walking out of the palace from Chengtian Gate, Fang Jun raised his eyes and looked at the sky, which was rare and clear.
Behind him, Changsun Wuji walked over, surrounded by several officials from Guanlong. The two sides happened to meet and looked at each other.
Fang Jun was standing in the middle of the Chengtian Gate, less than a foot away from the door. Anyone who wanted to walk out of the door would either have to step aside or go around him.
The man stood motionless on the ground, raised his hands, and said with a warm smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhao. There were many people there before, so it was really rude not to have the opportunity to be greeted by Mr. Zhao. I wish Mr. Zhao a strong and prosperous old age.
He Chengxuan... Oh my, I forgive you, I don't study well, I abuse idioms, don't blame Zhao Guogong, don't blame me."
Showing the warmest smile and speaking the most heart-wrenching words.
Changsun Wuji's palace was deep, and even though he was extremely angry in his heart, it didn't show on his face at all. But he could bear it, but the people behind him couldn't help it, and they all shouted and scolded him.
"How outrageous! Zhao Guogong is a veteran of the empire, how can a junior like you be able to insult him at will?"
"How outrageous and rude!"
"Fang Xuanling has a son like this, and his whole life of integrity has been wasted!"
"You are a naughty person who doesn't know when you are about to die. Let's see how long you can be arrogant. Zhao Guogong has great merits. When he followed His Majesty from birth to death, you were still suckling in your mother's arms..."
I don't know who suddenly said such a sentence, which frightened the expressions of everyone around him.
This is in front of Chengtian Gate and outside Taiji Palace. No matter how arrogant Fang Jun is, he will not get angry. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with everyone scolding Changsun Wuji in order to show their goodwill.
But if you insult your mother in your words, that's a different nature. Do you really think this guy is a good boy who respects his elders?
Even Changsun Wuji wanted to turn around and kick this man.
Dog brain...
Sure enough, Fang Jun, who had a warm face before, probably just wanting to provoke someone, suddenly darkened his face, stared at the speaker, and said every word: "If you have the guts, just say it again, let's see if I dare.
I dare to dig up your ancestral grave!"
The man's complexion first turned white, then turned blood red.
Although I made a mistake for a moment, but being called out by Fang Jun in such a stunned manner, if I gave up, how would I meet people in the future?
But asking him to curse again in front of Fang Jun... He really doesn't have the guts.
The man was at a loss. Looking at Fang Jun's eyes as if he wanted to eat him, he had to ask Changsun Wuji for help: "Mr. Zhao Guo, look..."
Changsun Wuji glared at him bitterly and said flatly: "Let's go!"
Without looking at Fang Jun, he walked around him and strode towards the carriage not far away.
The man had no choice but to lower his head and follow his companions in fear, clinging to the wall of Chengtian Gate to avoid Fang Jun. When he walked out of the door, he quickly walked quickly and followed Changsun Wuji closely, lest Fang Jun follow him.
He caught up with him, pushed him to the ground and beat him violently.
Changsun Wuji boarded the carriage, looked back at the man coldly, and shouted: "Wang Zhixuan, come here!"
The man who insulted Fang Jun was so frightened that he hurried over and laughed with him: "What are your orders, Mr. Zhao Guo..."
Changsun Wuji said coldly: "Get in the car!"
Wang Zhixuan forced a smile, did not dare to disobey, and boarded the carriage cautiously.
The coachman lowered the curtain, climbed onto the shaft, flicked the whip in his hand, and the horse drove forward slowly.
In the carriage.
Wang Zhixuan had just sat down when Chang Sun Wuji unexpectedly grabbed the teapot placed on the table and threw it hard on his head.
"Snapped!"
The teapot immediately broke into pieces, and the tea splashed out. Wang Zhixuan was so frightened that he screamed "Ah", but he did not dare to pick up the pieces of the teapot. He knelt there and kowtowed: "Uncle, please calm down. Uncle, please calm down."
A hole had been made in his head by the teapot, and blood was pouring out, staining half of his face. It looked horrible, and he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it.
Changsun Wuji's eyes seemed to be about to pop out. He gritted his teeth and cursed word by word: "Wang Zhixuan, do you think I have gained it for too long and you want to give me a ride as soon as possible?"
Wang Zhixuan burst into tears, feeling hurt and scared at the same time: "Uncle, why did you say this? You have always taken care of Zhixuan. After the early death of his parents, you even raised Zhixuan in your house and relied on him as your confidant. Zhixuan is so kind to your uncle."
I will remember it forever, even if I can't repay you in the next life, how can I dare to curse my uncle?"
"fart!"
Changsun Wuji was so angry that his beard and hair stood out: "It's enough for you to insult Fang Jun. Even if you are beaten to death by him, you are just asking for your own death and have nothing to do with others. But why do you say those unnecessary words? You can't hold it in your stomach.
Two taels of sesame oil, is there any secret in my heart that I can’t hide, and I have to make it known to everyone and let my eldest grandson’s family be slaughtered before I can give up? It’s so stupid!”
He has three more sisters. The second sister is married to Zhang Cong, the son of Zhang Bian, the former Sui Dynasty general Zhang Bian. The third sister is married to His Majesty Li Er. The eldest sister is married to Wang Shao, a former internal historian of the Sui Dynasty. They have a son.
Daughter, her son and his wife died of illness in their early years, leaving an only son who was alone and helpless, so he took him into the house to raise him, this is Wang Zhixuan.
This child is usually quite smart, and his blood relationship makes me trust him very much. If I entrust him with some secret matters, he can handle them properly.
But I didn't expect to make such a big mistake today.
Only then did Wang Zhixuan understand why he was beaten...
But he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, and argued: "Uncle, don't be upset. It's not because my great-nephew is reckless, but it's Fang Jun who really bullied others. Two uncles died because of him, and the eldest uncle was framed by him."
If you don't live in exile, you won't be able to return home if you have a family. Seeing his arrogance, his grandnephew couldn't hold it back for a while, so he insulted him."
The eldest grandson's family had already regarded Fang Jun as their enemy and were at odds with him.
So today when he saw Fang Jun being so arrogant, he couldn't help but do stupid things...
"But uncle, don't worry. My great-nephew just said it casually. He may not be able to think of going anywhere else..."
"Not necessarily?" Changsun Wuji was so angry that his blood flowed backwards, and he wished he could kill this bastard with one knife!