Sitting high on the throne's mattress, Zhao Xu watched Sima Guang holding the imperial scepter, walking into the palace step by step, bowing and bowing again: "Your Majesty, my servant, Guang, respectfully wishes your majesty all blessings."
With that said, he bowed again to the already empty curtain: "I wish you all the best, the Queen Mother. May the Queen Mother be blessed."
"I am blessed!" Zhao Xu said softly, and then pretended not to bear it, and comforted Sima Guang guiltily: "Mother, the Queen Mother returned to the palace to deal with it because of the begging of Concubine Miao in the palace."
Um.
The two palaces indeed left early under the pretext that "Miao Taifei had something to ask for."
But, everyone knows that this is an excuse.
There is no more lame excuse for being clumsy.
The humiliation to Sima Guang himself was even worse.
This is one of the disadvantages of female protagonists in power.
They are too emotional and it is common for them to act impulsively.
Therefore, it makes sense for Confucian scholar-bureaucrats not to like a female protagonist to be in power and to have the harem interfere in politics.
Sima Guang's expression did not change and he just said lightly: "It doesn't matter!"
He had no expectations for the two palaces.
Since there are no expectations, there will naturally be no disappointments.
As he spoke, he looked enthusiastically at the child sitting upright on the mattress.
The Holy Lord in his heart.
The future and hope of the Song Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, the dragon body is healthier and taller than last year. This is a great blessing for this country!" Sima Guang said sincerely.
Zhao Xu laughed and asked, "Really?"
"I also feel that I have indeed grown a lot taller and fatter." He even reached out and pinched his face.
When he woke up in Qingning Palace, he was weak, overthinking, and did not pay attention to nutritional intake and scientific exercise.
So I am not tall and my body is thin.
After more than a year of cultivation, conditioning and exercise.
Now his height is close to four feet five inches (approximately 142cm), and he has just been weighed, and he weighs almost 70 kilograms (Song Jin, about 42kg today).
My breathing is also very smooth. Even when I had a cold last month, I didn’t cough too much. I got better after taking medicine.
His data, in modern terms, is average.
But in this era, it is already excellent.
This made Zhao Xu very excited and he paid more and more attention to his physical condition.
After all, in addition to being frail, the old Zhao family also has a genetic problem with three highs.
Zhao Xu will never forget that his father and grandfather both died of strokes.
Therefore, his behavior was not hypocritical, but he was really happy.
Sima Guang looked at the emperor in front of him, who seemed to have lowered his guard and showed the nature of a child. He was greatly moved and worshiped again: "Your Majesty's dragon body is healthy, which is really a blessing to all the people of the world."
Zhao Xu smiled again and ordered Feng Jing: "Feng Jing, give Mr. Sima a seat and tea."
"Today, I want to consult Mr. Sima about my studies."
"No!" Feng Jing followed the order.
Sima Guang was deeply moved again!
At the beginning, Wang Anshi ranked fourth in the first class of Jinshi in the second year of Qingli.
There is a legend that Wang Anshi should have been the number one scholar that year.
However, Wang Anshi wrote four words in his imperial examination article: Children have their own friends.
These four words made Renmiao unhappy, so they moved the ranking back to fourth place.
Because a child has friends, and the "Luo Gao" can be cited.
These are the words of Zhou Gong's instructions to the twelve-year-old King Cheng, which means: You, my child, should get along with the ministers and princes like friends in the future.
And now, today is the age to become a king.
Like King Cheng, he paid tribute to the senior ministers.
Even like King Cheng to Duke Zhou, he looks forward to an old minister like me!
Sima Guang suddenly felt warm inside, thanked him and sat down.
When Feng Jing sent him some imperial notes and texts that he had prepared.
Sima Guang was completely immersed in his own fantasy.
He looked at the Yubi notes and the Yubi writings.
The upright handwriting expresses the attitude of the emperor.
This is the ‘hope of the teacher’s protection’!
Just like when he came to Beijing for the first time after the death of the late emperor, the emperor sent an envoy to give him imperial writings to encourage him.
The Song Dynasty's army protects all the people!
really!
Sima Guang was extremely moved: Your Majesty has never given up on your hopes and expectations for me, veteran minister.
So, when he looked at these words, he couldn't help but his eyes turned red.
Excited for the world, excited for the country, and excited for his own destiny.
"Your Majesty loves me dearly. I have nothing to repay, so I will serve you till death." Sima Guang stood up, held the phoenix in his hand, and bowed before him.
As a traditional scholar-official, Sima Guang possessed all the characteristics of a traditional scholar-official.
If the way fails, then float on the sea on a raft!
On the other hand, if you treat someone as a countryman, you must repay him as a countryman!
In Sima Guang's eyes, everything now showed the fact that the emperor was hinting at him.
I treat you like the Duke of Zhou.
You will not fail me, I will not fail you!
Zhao Xu stood up and said: "Sima Gong, please get up."
He looked at this old minister with utmost sincerity, the person he hated most in his previous life.
In his eyes, an old minister who had ruined his father's nineteen years of hard work and hard work.
An old minister who should be whipped and nailed to the pillar of shame.
An old minister who gave him countless nightmares when he was a boy and made him wake up in the middle of the night soaked to the skin.
Now, Sima Guang was extremely loyal to him.
Sima Guang didn't even know that the reason why he was isolated, excluded, and suppressed was all because of Zhao Xu.
When he dies, he will be buried with great splendor and high praise by Zhao Xu.
Then squeeze it dry and use up its remaining value.
Therefore, Zhao Xu’s sincerity is serious.
"How does Mr. Sima think of my studies?" Zhao Xu asked.
"Your Majesty is as smart as ever!" Sima Guang thought for a while and made a serious evaluation.
Zhao Xu smiled "humbly" and said, "I would like to be corrected and not hesitate to criticize!"
Sima Guang still wanted to refuse - he didn't want to get entangled in this kind of thing.
time is limited.
He needed to seize the opportunity to speak to the emperor.
But Zhao Xu looked at him sincerely and said again: "Please give me justice!"
"People around me are reluctant to point out my omissions and shortcomings in my studies."
"I can understand them..." Zhao Xu said, looking at Sima Guang with sincere eyes.
He didn’t want to discuss state affairs with Sima Guang!
Even if we have to talk, we will control the time.
Zhao Xu knew very well - Sima Guang was actually not a bad person, he could even be said to be a good person, a person with almost no flaws in his personal morality, and an upright person.
This is the conclusion he came to after reading countless information in modern times.
But this is where the political paradox begins.
Such good people usually do bad things in politics.
Allowing such people to be in power will only bring disaster.
Because such people are too idealistic and too easy to go to extremes.
On the other hand, politics is the art of compromise and a means of reconciling contradictions.
Faced with Zhao Xu's sincerity, Sima Guang was quickly defeated.
He lowered his head and said, "I will obey the imperial edict."
Then, he sat down again, took those notes and words, and looked at them carefully.
Naturally, the ones Zhao Xu chose were customized notes that suited his taste.
Of course, Zhao Xu also included some innocuous words in these notes, but they would definitely make Sima Guang feel uncomfortable.
This is why Sima Guang had to take the bait.
So, while he was reading, he carefully explained to Zhao Xu the problems and shortcomings in his writing.
Zhao Xu looked like a good student who listened carefully.
He even ordered someone to record Sima Guang's corrections on the spot, and at the same time said that he would study it carefully.
Time passed bit by bit in this exchange.
Soon, as it was approaching noon, the big Diao Dang Liang Congzheng stuck beside the Empress Dowager appeared in the palace.
"Everyone, the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager, please come to Qingshou Palace for dinner."
After hearing this, Zhao Xu looked like he was waking up from a dream: "It's time for lunch?"
Starting at 4:00 a.m. in the morning, the shifts will be scheduled, and at 4:00 a.m., the ministers will be formally summoned.
Although the elders only spent more than half an hour, Han Jiang and Lu Gongzhu talked in the Hall of Heroes for almost an hour and a half.
Naturally, the time left for Sima Guang was less than an hour.
"I suddenly feel like I'm awake." He stood up and looked at Sima Guang, saying: "Mother, the queen has summoned me. I will consult with Mr. Sima another day."
Sima Guang was stunned.
He had not yet had time to talk about state affairs, especially the importance of pointing out that Zhang Dun should not be worshiped as prime minister.
But looking at the emperor's expression, he couldn't say anything.
After all, it's already three quarters to noon.
It's time to eat!
Fortunately, Sima Guang is now deeply encouraged. He believes that the emperor will continue to summon him soon.
After all, the emperor had a great conversation with him today.
