Chapter 547: Is this the intention of the Hou Ye to form a party?
He Yin was stunned for a moment and asked: "What does Qingdong Hou mean by this?"
Xu Shouli said as he walked: "Nothing else, I just have a feeling that Wenhu is unpredictable and looks more and more like Wentai."
He Yin immediately understood and said: "What Qingdonghou means is that Wenhu's words and deeds are all arranged by Wentai?"
"Who knows?"
Xu Shouli said angrily: "Wen Tai is such a smart man, don't you think he fell too fast? Don't forget that Yu Changsi is still in the Marquis Mansion."
He Yin carefully considered Xu Shouli's words, followed Xu Shouli's pace, and after thinking for a while, he said: "King Xin is still young. If the central platform becomes King Xin's voice, it will inevitably be taken advantage of by bad people."
Xu Shouli stopped and bowed to He Yin: "He Shangshu Mingjian."
He Yin asked: "Does the Marquis have any countermeasures?"
"No." Xu Shouli said frankly.
"well."
This time it was He Yin's turn to sigh and said: "Dajing was getting better and better, but your Majesty came to do this."
"I have a suggestion. If He Shangshu thinks that I am disobedient, you can go ahead and report me." Xu Shouli said.
He Yin said seriously: "I know very well what Marquis Qingdong is, please speak frankly."
Xu Shouli said: "Now that the Zuo Prime Minister's Office has collapsed, if the central platform becomes a decoration, the stronger King Xin Party will be more terrifying than the Zuo Prime Minister's Office. Your Majesty believes in my brother and can ignore the situation of the court, but we cannot ignore this.
At this time, we need a force that can check and balance the King’s Party.”
He Yin frowned and said, "Does the Marquis mean to form a party?"
"No."
Xu Shouli said sternly: "I don't have the ability, nor the mental strength. What I can think of is that if we can't play a role in the central platform, we should preserve the power that can save Dajing in the future."
He Yin asked: "Master Hou, please speak frankly."
Xu Shouli said: "Zhennan Frontier Army, General Wang, and the Right Prime Minister's Mansion."
He Yin thought for a moment and said, "I understand."
Xu Shouli said no more and bowed deeply to He Yin with fists in his hands, and He Yin quickly returned the greeting.
Under the setting sun, two distinguished men bowed to each other.
The setting sun dragged the shadows of the two people into long shadows.
…
In a courtyard on the outskirts of Changsui City, there are colorful flowers, plants, fish and insects. Dongfang Jun, who is nearly sixty years old, is half lying on the main seat, holding a fine wine in his hand. In front of him is a dancing girl with warblers and swallows, flanked by a huge
The band. His face turned red, he was intoxicated, and his head swayed to the rhythm of the music.
Dongfang Jun repeats this kind of life every day every year, and he feels very comfortable.
Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
Just having fun in time.
The old servant observed Dongfang Jun's expression, and when the time was right, he leaned into Dongfang Jun's ear, looked at the dancers with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Master, if there is anyone you like, I will give it to you tonight.
go?"
"vulgar!"
Dongfang Jun cursed, shook his wine glass, and said casually: "How can I be the kind of person who is tempted by the skin? Flesh color is not important, what is important is the soul. When this song is over, I will give you a drinking order to test it out.
Their beauty!"
The old slave said flatteringly: "Master is naturally elegant, but it is this slave who is rude."
This old slave has been following Dongfang Jun for decades, and he knows his master's temperament. He always has to go through such a formality before releasing his true nature after drinking. He has long been accustomed to it, and after retreating, he skillfully arranges the next project.
Dongfang Jun drank the wine in his glass. Although he still looked at the dancers with admiration and greed, his thoughts had drifted into the distance.
To be precise, he drifted back to himself more than ten years ago.
At that time, he was in his forties and had no doubts. He held power and relied on his talents and learning and the trust of the late emperor to become one of the top courtiers of the Dajing court.
But before his death, the late emperor assigned him a position in charge of the royal family and handed over the power of the court to Tu He and others.
He was very angry.
He also knew that the late emperor's decision would bring disaster to him.
So after the death of the late emperor, he chose to actually retire, not to participate in the struggles of the court, and to avoid the persecution of the Hou Party and the Power Party.
After Yuan Xiu came to power, he didn't like Yuan Xiu's character and was used to an idle life, so he simply stopped bothering.
But after living any kind of life for a long time, there will always be some waves in his heart, not to mention those things he had when he was young reminding him.
It’s not that you can’t, you just lack an opportunity.
After the central platform was established, Yuan Li took power, which brought hope to Dongfang Jun.
In Dongfang Jun's heart, Yuan Li is better than Yuan Xiu, so he remains the same on the surface, but secretly offers an olive branch to Yuan Li.
If Yuan Li takes a fancy to him, he will naturally create opportunities for him.
He is gambling.
So he seemed to be singing and dancing to his heart's content, but inside he was nervously waiting for a result.
He hoped that Yuan Li would be a wise man, so that he could be brilliant again for the rest of his life.
After the singing and dancing ended, and when it came to the drinking session, three women stood out. It was obvious that Dongfang Jun's old slaves were familiar with his procedures and preferences, and had a different way of cultivating other dancers.
But Dongfang Jun was old and could only choose one of the three. At this moment, a young man walked in.
Dongfang Jun immediately raised his hand to signal the dancers to be quiet, took the initiative to move his head towards the young man, and asked: "How?"
"Father, I can't find out what the ministers at the central office discussed, but I asked acquaintances at the central office to find out a few important words."
"Changfeng, it's not easy for you to find out the news from the center. Please tell me."
This young man named 'Changfeng' was dressed as a warrior, with a long stick tied behind his back, and his attitude towards Dongfang Jun was very respectful.
"Yafu, the words I found are disaster relief, imperial examination, and Zhao Cheng."
"Disaster relief, imperial examination, Zhao Cheng..." Dongfang Jun muttered silently, his brows wrinkled slightly at first, then relaxed, and smiled: "Disaster relief, Zhao Cheng, these have nothing to do with me, but the imperial examination... should be somewhat
Chance."
Changfeng asked: "The imperial examination is a matter for those who have not yet entered the official career. What does it have to do with Yafu?"
Dongfang Jun said with a smile: "Don't you think that with my qualifications, I can't be a deputy examiner or chief examiner of the imperial examination?"
Changfeng immediately said: "My son is shallow."
"Just wait." Dongfang Jun waved his hand and said, "You don't need to probe any further. I believe His Highness King Xin will give me an explanation as to whether it can be done."
Changfeng said: "That's natural. King Xin calls you uncle in private."
Dongfang Jun stroked his beard with satisfaction. He was obviously very impressed by Changfeng's words. He waved to the dancing girl in front of him and said: "You are young. I will make the decision for you tonight. You will choose one first."
"This..." Changfeng clasped his fists and said, "My son is a martial arts practitioner, so it's better not to damage his physical strength."
"That's all nonsense!"
Dongfang Jun glanced at Changfeng with an insightful look and said: "The more you practice martial arts, the more energetic you become. How can you not find an outlet?"
