In the middle of March of the seventh year of Yuanzhen's reign, I went to the province under my door and served in the Yamen's office.
Changsun Shunde stared at the letter that the official sent to his door. The writing on it pierced his eyes like a sword, and then fell on his heart along his eyes, making him feel completely wrong.
Anger, fear, mixed with endless unwillingness, crashed like waves, and his rational defense line was crumbling.
"Why is this so?"
Changsun Shunde gritted his teeth as if he was trying to tear into someone's flesh, and his teeth made a rattling sound.
This is an appointment document that has been signed and deposited by the Ministry of Civil Affairs. It has the stamps of Shangshu Sheng and Zhongshu Sheng on it, indicating that this step to the door is already the final process.
All you need to do is stamp the seal from the province and send it to the emperor. As long as the emperor nods and seals it, you can send it to the staff to complete the edict.
What makes Changsun Shunde angry is that it clearly says that before the imperial edict, the general manager of Liangzhou, Fan Wenjin, the Duke of Changping County, was appointed as the minister. This short sentence meant that an internal minister was about to appear again in the imperial court to take charge of all the affairs under his sect.
thing.
Changsun Shunde was confused at that time. Such a big event was happening in a small province. He had not received any news before. What does this mean?
Changsun Shunde sat there blankly, veins pounding on his head, and he felt like his head was about to explode.
In the end, all the emotions turned into one sentence in my heart, how could the emperor treat me like this?
Then he remembered his contribution. He dedicated Chang'an to the emperor, and he also handed over his military duties to help the emperor stabilize people's hearts. Otherwise, how could Guanxi be pacified so easily?
Moreover, for more than six years, his eldest grandson, Shunde, had worked hard without complaint and never had any second thoughts. He appointed Deyi as a servant, but he didn't say anything. When Yu Wenshiji was demoted from the capital as someone he recommended, he didn't say anything either.
Not long ago, Liu Zhengyou was severely sentenced for improper speech. He did not show any resentment at all. He spoke well of the emperor overtly and covertly, for fear that the emperor would be unhappy and do the same to others.
What did he get in exchange for being so groveling?
A guy who returned to Beijing to report on his work easily took away the position that should have belonged to him without even informing him. Since when did his eldest grandson Shunde become such an insignificant person?
Changsun Shunde's heart was on fire, and he slapped the gum hard, causing other people in the room to tremble, fearing that they would be burned by Changsun's minister's anger.
Changsun Shunde looked around, his eyes burning, but he still retained his sense. He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, go out and tell... I need to be quiet."
I wanted to invite close friends to discuss it as usual, but I didn't know how to discuss this matter at all.
Reject this appointment document? Impossible. No matter how powerful the Menxia Province is, it cannot be more powerful than Zhongshu and Shangshu in appointing officials, and the person appointed is the prime minister...
If he had known about this matter in advance, he might have been able to think of some way, but the official document has obviously been written and approved by Shangshu Province and Zhongshu Province, which means that it is almost a foregone conclusion.
Changsun Shunde tried hard to calm down, so fear slowly grew deep in his heart, and he quickly suppressed his raging anger.
This was obviously the emperor's order. Wen Dalin and Xiao Shiwen did not dare to act independently, let alone Pei Shiqing. The emperor did not want his eldest grandson Shunde to serve as a minister, so he recalled a founding hero to silence his subordinates.
Emperor...Emperor...
Changsun Shunde's expression changed constantly. After thinking about it over and over, a sense of powerlessness slowly spread throughout his body. After a long time, all the unwillingness turned into a sigh of dejection.
Changsun Shunde rubbed his temples and stroked his chest. He felt that something was wrong, especially his mood. It was extremely bad, but he still had to endure it...
This is the province of Menxia, and we cannot allow people to see the jokes of his eldest grandson, Shunde.
Thinking of this, his face became a little ferocious again. The joke was already big enough. Soon, let alone the provinces, the news would spread quickly to both the government and the public, and there would definitely be many people who saw his joke.
Changsun Shunde could imagine all these things, and he didn't care much about it. When he fled from Luoyang to Guanxi, the people in Guanxi looked at him like a drowned dog.
The people who have been in Luoyang City are all the same. As long as their lives are still alive, it is not that difficult for them to make a comeback.
A little ridicule and abuse are just the spring breeze blowing on my face, and they should be washed away by the dust.
The most important thing is your wealth and life. If your life is gone, nothing can be saved.
Changsun Shunde finally remembered what had happened before. He was also fascinated by the position of servant. He felt that once Feng Deyi left, the position of servant was already in his pocket, and he had the potential to give it to me.
So he didn't think about the story in detail before. Looking back now, the emperor must have been dissatisfied with him for a long time. Maybe there were clues from the time he recommended Yuwenshi?
Menxiasheng was an attendant of the emperor. As soon as Feng Deyi was promoted to the position of attendant, he wanted to unite with others to restrain Shangguan. It seemed too utilitarian?
Or from the moment he dedicated the city of Chang'an, in the eyes of the emperor, his eldest grandson Shunde was called a villain?
You must know that at that time, he was an in-law of the Li family in Longxi. He was the first to come out of the city. It seemed that he had great achievements, but in fact he was inferior.
Being able to think of these old things shows that his anger has long since disappeared and he is beginning to be afraid.
He stood up suddenly. The emperor had misunderstood him. He wanted to explain it to him immediately, but before he could take a step forward, he slowly sat down again.
Don't lose control, he told himself...
Years ago, he had been drinking and laughing happily with the emperor, and the emperor did not show any strange expression. When Liu Zhengyou did something bad, the emperor even comforted him a few words.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the already gray-haired Changsun Shunde became moist, because he was angry.
He is also a man in his sixties. He usually prides himself on being a profound and talented person. Over the years, he has been working as a high-ranking official and is used to bossing around.
Even when he fled to Kansai in embarrassment, it was because he did not want to serve Wang Shichong and his ilk. As expected, he was immediately put into great use as soon as he arrived in Kansai, and everyone who fled westward also looked up to him.
But now he is being manipulated easily. What does this mean to him?
Changsun Shunde covered his chest again and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. His self-confidence also suffered a major blow.
His eyes fell back on the eucalyptus. Just now he wanted to tear the seal into pieces, but now, after staring at it for a long time, he called the seal official in a hoarse voice and asked him to seal it.
The seal of Menxia Province.
"I want to see how long you can be proud of..."
Changsun Shunde said silently in his heart, every word seemed to be filled with hatred. After everything was done, Changsun Shunde took a long breath and spit it out slowly.
He finally figured it out. It was too dangerous for him to fight for this momentary sentiment at this time. Maybe the emperor was waiting for him to say, why did your majesty treat me so unfairly...
