Emperor Zhou opened the memorial, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but recited, ""Report on the first stage of work outline on combating evil and stabilizing the world and building a harmonious Zhou Dynasty." Well, the title of Yang Qing is quite... quite
Chic.”
As Emperor Zhou read, the slightly strange expression on his face gradually became serious.
Rivers and lakes have always been a stubborn problem in all dynasties, especially in such a world of high martial arts, where a strong martial artist can defeat a thousand by one person, and an army of ten thousand can easily be conquered.
Ignoring laws and despising the court is just commonplace.
In the previous dynasty, there was a martial arts master who broke into the palace and assassinated people alone with his sword.
How to handle the balance between the Jianghu and the imperial court is also a headache for every generation of emperors.
Yang Qingyuan's memorial elaborated on how to rectify the Jianghu forces.
The first step is to attract and differentiate.
This concept has always existed, but people in the past dynasties have always found it difficult to sustain it in the process of implementation. Because the rivers and lakes are naturally opposed to the imperial court, people in the rivers and lakes have absolute distrust of the imperial court. The method of dividing and suppressing worked initially, but
Over time, it will gradually lose effectiveness.
But the proposer of this plan, Yang Qingyuan, is different. Yang Qingyuan is not only an official of the imperial court, but also a direct descendant of the Zhenwu lineage of the Wudang Sect and the younger brother of the leader Zhang Sanfeng. In terms of identity, he has both Jianghu attributes and can represent the imperial court. If Yang Qingyuan takes charge
This matter has unexpected effects.
"Yang Qing, how sure are you of what you said in your memorial?"
At this time, Emperor Zhou's temperament changed drastically, showing his imperial power.
The late emperor was the leader of development, with a domineering and majestic temperament.
Today, I am a king who keeps his career, with a gentle and generous temperament. He does not even feel too much pressure in normal interactions, but when it comes to the heart of Jianghu, Emperor Zhou can't calm down.
"If this is just the first stage mentioned in the memorial, I am 90% sure to complete it!"
Qian Muqian, who had been listening silently but had not spoken a word, opened his mouth and said,
"Qingyuan, there is no need to joke before taking the throne! Don't boast nonsense."
The tone was calm, seemingly questioning, but actually reminding Yang Qingyuan.
Qian Muqian, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and the Minister of Rites, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the teacher of Yang Qingyuan and Li Xunhuan.
"The court is correct, I am sure that I will do this."
Yang Qingyuan returned Qian Muqian's look, indicating that he knew what was right.
After receiving Yang Qingyuan's affirmative answer, Emperor Zhou pondered for a moment and said.
"Mu Qian, you ask the cabinet to draft an edict, submit it to the Chief of Ceremonies for sealing, and promote Yang Qingyuan, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, to be the Prime Minister of Dali Temple. He will temporarily take charge of the daily affairs of the Dali Temple, and be responsible for the Wenhua Palace! His position in the Hanlin Academy has been fulfilled.
reserve."
"I obey the decree!"
"Thank you!"
Qian Muqian and Yang Qingyuan received the order one after the other.
Emperor Zhou glanced at Yang Qingyuan meaningfully and said, "Dali Temple has been abandoned for many years for some reason. The road ahead is bumpy. Qingyuan, you need to worry more."
Yang Qingyuan heard the deeper meaning of this decree.
If he were merely promoted to the position of Prime Minister of Dali Temple, then Yang Qingyuan would not have the slightest intimidating power in the eyes of Liumen, Jinyiwei, etc. Dali Temple had been abandoned for many years, and in the eyes of outsiders, he was only promoted and demoted in secret, and no one would pay attention to him.
Now that Emperor Zhou not only retained Yang Qingyuan's bachelor's degree, but also added him to the Wenhua Palace, the situation was completely different.
The great scholars in the Wenhua Hall, Wuying Hall, Wenyuan Pavilion, Shenxing Pavilion, Dongge and other pavilions are all cabinet ministers. Those who walk in these pavilions are the candidates for the future grand masters, the real prime minister.
In this way, Yang Qingyuan's appointment as the Prime Minister of Dali Temple was not only not a relegation, but also showed the determination of Emperor Zhou to reorganize Dali Temple.
"I will live up to Heaven's grace!"
"Qingyuan, after the decree is issued, you can re-erect the platform of Dali Temple!" Emperor Zhou gently held his forehead, his brows full of fatigue, "I am a little tired today. I need to take a nap at noon. You guys retreat?"
Get off!"
"I will definitely live up to the holy hope."
Then Yang Qingyuan and Qian Muqian bowed.
"Your Majesty, please leave!"
Walking outside the palace, Qian Muqian stopped.
"Qingyuan! The path you have chosen is not easy! Nowadays, the major forces in the court, Liumen, Jinyiwei, and the East and West factories are intertwined. Shenhou Mansion and Hulong Villa are also hidden in the dark. The king of Zhao in the north is fighting against the Holy Spirit.
Everyone is watching with eager eyes...Chaos has begun to appear in the world!"
Yang Qingyuan was confused by Qian Muqian's words.
It's not the content of the words but the way they are said.
The sound is beamed into a line and transmitted through the air.
His internal strength is quite superb, at least far superior to that of Yang Qingyuan, the direct descendant of Wudang.
Yang Qingyuan's eyes flashed with sparkle.
The pupil of the heavenly feeder is able to discern the smallest details.
This pair of magical eyes could not see through the slightest flow of Qi in Qian Muqian's body.
The last person who made it difficult for his Dao pupils to see through reality was Wudang’s Zhenwu Dao Master, the best person in the world—Zhang Sanfeng.
Qian Muqian seemed to understand the surprise in Yang Qingyuan's eyes and said in a voice message,
"As a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and a disciple of Confucianism, isn't it normal for me to learn martial arts for self-defense? The Linde Palace is full of high-ranking confidants, and ordinary palace people are not allowed to approach it. It's no big deal. But after leaving the Linde Palace, this
The palace is full of ears and eyes from the east and west factories, so the sound transmission is a last resort."
Qian Muqian was walking normally when transmitting the voice, and there was nothing unusual about it. His skill proficiency was not low at first glance.
"If you have any problems in government affairs, you can consult Yu Yanyi, a scholar from Wuyingdian University and Minister of the Ministry of War. He is an upright and honest official, and he comes from the same school as my teacher. He is a trustworthy person."
"Thank you teacher!"
Although Yang Qingyuan's internal strength is not as good as Qian Muqian's, he is a direct descendant of Wudang after all, and he can easily master the Taoist's unique skill - Tian Escape Sound Transmission.
The two of them walked outside the palace while communicating through messages.
A revolution in the world and the court is about to begin.
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Three days later, the imperial edict was issued.
There was an uproar inside and outside the imperial court. The Dali Temple, which had been idle for many years, was reopened. The meaning behind it is worth speculating.
Jinyiwei, Liumen, East and West Factory, Shenhou Mansion, Hulong Villa and other government offices began to have frequent activities, especially Jinyiwei, Liumen, Shenhou Mansion, and Dali Temple were nominally their superior agencies, and no one wanted to
There are many people in charge of things on your head.
In the capital city, there are turbulence and undercurrents.
The actual controller of Dali Temple, Master Yang Qingyuan, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, is standing in front of the gate of Dali Temple and doubting life.
"Is this Dali Temple?"
Yang Qingyuan looked at the door in front of him, even the paint had completely peeled off, and asked uncertainly the clerk of the Ministry of Personnel and the clerk of the Ministry of Household who had brought him here.
"Back to Scholar Yang, there is no doubt that this place is indeed Dali Temple!"
The clerk of the Ministry of Personnel looked at the door, his tone was three parts firm, three parts doubtful, and four parts at a loss.
Yang Qingyuan glanced at him in confusion. He was indeed a scribe from the Ministry of Personnel. He was indeed a talent. There was such a complicated tone in one sentence.
Ignoring the messy thoughts in his mind, Yang Qingyuan stepped forward and gently opened the door of Dali Temple.
"Squeak!...Bang!"
The gate of Dali Temple fell to the ground.
Yes, he didn’t answer the call, but he fell down!
"this……!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at the clerks in the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Personnel behind him, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"It's been in disrepair, it's been in disrepair."
The clerk from the Ministry of Revenue wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained forcefully.
Yang Qingyuan once again forced himself to ignore these things and stepped into the Dali Temple, which was built (years), ancient (lost), and (renovated) clumsily.
"Who dares to break into Dali Temple!"
As soon as Yang Qingyuan led two scribes from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Personnel into the main entrance of Dali Temple, he heard the voice of an old man shouting quickly.
Apparently, the sound of the gate falling just now alerted the officials on duty at Dali Temple.
“There’s actually someone on duty at this place!?”
