Yixiantian was the leader, and he had been targeted by the young man for a long time. The man hurriedly ran in front of Yixiantian and slashed him to death without even being able to fight back.
The bandits were frightened and fled, and Wang Zhong also turned around and ran away, but suddenly he stopped and looked back at Chen Guiyi. Finally, he gritted his teeth, took out the dagger and swiped it at his throat. Blood splattered everywhere and he fell headlong.
On the ground, dead.
When everything returned to calm, the man walked up to Chen Guiyi, raised his hand and said: "I am Zhang Tong, the imperial guard in front of the palace. I have been appointed as the envoy's bodyguard by the official's order to protect the envoy's safety."
It turned out that Zhao Yun was worried that Chen Guiyi would make too many enemies due to his reforms and might suffer unexpected consequences, so he ordered Zhang Tong to guard him.
In order to confirm his idea, Zhao Yun asked Zhang Tong to pretend to be a commoner and follow him secretly. Unexpectedly, as Zhao Yun expected, someone really took action.
Chen Guiyi was moved and had tears in his eyes. He didn't expect that Zhao Yun valued him so much and cared about him so carefully. With a king like this, what more could he ask for?
Chen Guiyi held Zhang Tong's wrist tightly and said, "Thank you, thank you very much."
"Zhangtou, this man is very strange. He could have run away, but he didn't expect that he wiped his neck."
At this time, two imperial guards dragged Wang Zhong's body over and asked Zhang Tong to dispose of it.
Zhang Tong asked Chen Guiyi, "Shijun, do you know him?"
Chen Guiyi shook his head, "I don't know him."
Zhang Tong ordered his imperial guards: "Cut off this person's head and seal it, and send it to Lin'an Yousi for investigation."
"yes."
The subordinates received the order and followed it. Then one person sent Wang Zhong's head back to Lin'an, while Zhang Tong escorted Chen Guiyi on his way.
Just when Chen Guiyi was attacked, Zhao Yun was also seriously considering who would replace Chen Guiyi and continue to implement reforms.
Young officials are no longer useful. They have too little qualifications and insufficient prestige to intimidate everyone. Chen Guiyi's failure in everything is an example.
You can only choose from veterans.
"Your Majesty, this is today's secret."
Nie Chi, a member of the middle school room, came to the study room carrying a bunch of folded books and placed them in front of Zhao Yun's desk.
Zhao Yun started to review the memorial while thinking about it. After a while, Zhao Yun saw the memorial written by Wang Jin.
Zhao Yun had a good impression of Wang Jin, so he picked up the brochure and looked through it carefully. He saw that the content above suggested that Zhao Yun should use veteran officials to preside over the reform as soon as possible, so as not to delay it and the world would think that the reform should be abolished.
This resulted in the reform efforts being wasted.
Wang Jin's memorial coincided with Zhao Yun's wishes. Zhao Yun smiled as if he had found a close friend.
"This Wang Jin is quite good, but it's a pity that like Chen Guiyi, he has too little qualifications and not enough prestige. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a bad idea to use him to preside over the reform."
Zhao Yun read the memorials one by one, then stood up and went to the bookshelf, picked up the book that recorded the officials' information, and read it carefully, hoping to understand the courtiers better.
"Hong Zikui, this person is quite good."
After browsing for a while, Zhao Yun saw Hong Zikui's records and learned that he was dismissed from office by Shi Miyuan because he wrote a letter stating Shi Miyuan's crimes. He had some integrity.
However, although he was old, before he was dismissed from office, his official position was just that of a junior official, so it was still inappropriate for him to be used to preside over the reform.
Zhao Yun shook his head in disappointment and suppressed this thought.
"Gao Shi, passed the decree to the Zhengshi Hall, and ordered Hong Zikui to be the supervisory censor, and correct his past false sins."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Gao Shi agreed and respectfully went down to deliver the order.
Although Hong Zikui was not suitable to preside over the reform, we could not bury him, give him an official position, and let him participate in government affairs, so as not to chill the loyal ministers and righteous people.
Then Zhao Yun read through them one by one, briefly looking at all the ministers in the government and the opposition. In the end, Zhao Yun's eyes were helpless, but he had to fix his eyes on one person again.
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"Cui Yu."
After looking over and over, Zhao Yun still found that the person who could preside over the reform was none other than Cui Yu.
A veteran of the Three Dynasties, he was over seventy years old and a leading figure in the literary world. He was known as Lingnan Confucianism. Now that the reform has entered the stage of compulsory teaching and reform of education and education, his role has become even more prominent.
"It's been a few years, but I wonder if his attitude towards reform has changed?"
Zhao Yun murmured something, and then said loudly: "Pass the decree and order Cui to come to the palace to have an audience with him."
Zhao Yun issued a decree, and Xuan Cui entered the palace with him to discuss reform matters and first get to know his background.
However, this decree did not call Cui Yu into the palace. Someone came and said that Cui Yu was unwell and could not enter the palace to see him.
Zhao Yun was helpless, knowing that he was just putting on airs and could not easily invite him, so forget it, just go there himself.
"Am I a bit weak as the emperor? I should send someone to tie him into the palace."
With a self-deprecating smile, Zhao Yun simply packed up, dressed in regular clothes, and with Gao Shi, Xia You, and Wang Martial Masters, they left the palace and went to visit Cui Yu's house in person.
When they arrived at Cui Yu's house, Gao Shi stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, a man in his fifties came out and took a look at Zhao Yun. He looked unfamiliar and dismissed him, thinking that this was another untouchable relative who came to seek favors.
Thinking of this, Menzi said in a contemptuous tone: "My master is not feeling well and will not see any guests. Please go back."
Gao Shi replied: "My young master and Cui Shijun are old friends. I would like to ask my brother to go and report it."
Hey, this guy is not a bad person. He dares to say that he and his master are old friends. He really doesn't know the importance of dignity.
Menzi became even more impatient and said: "I told you that my master is unwell. I don't understand. Come back."
Menzi said and turned around to leave. Gao Shi was about to stop him, but Zhao Yun waved his hand to stop him. Zhao Yun stepped forward, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "I am the emperor, you just go and send a message."
"ah!"
Menzi was so frightened that he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The disciple looked back at Zhao Yun in disbelief, with a face full of horror. He dared not let Zhao Yun wait. He hurriedly invited Zhao Yun into the house, fearing that Zhao Yun's upper lip would touch his lower lip and he would be cut off.
Entering the living room, Zhao Yun sat down. Before he could do anything, Cui Yu's eldest son Cui Tiande came in panic.
He raised his hand to salute, and with a trembling voice, he said: "I have seen Your Majesty, but I didn't know that Your Majesty was coming. I have been negligent, so please forgive me."
Zhao Yun raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Where is your father?"
"My father is ill and is bedridden now."
"Are you really sick?" Zhao Yun's tone was a little cold.
Cui Tiande was frightened, lifted up his skirt, knelt on the ground, and said: "How dare I deceive your majesty, please see clearly."
"Then take me to see it." Zhao Yun stood up and wanted to see it in person.