Compared with the small courtyard where Bai Lingjun is located, Jianjia's small courtyard has more laughter of children playing and playing with maids, adding a bit of laughter of a silent summer night to this quiet courtyard.
And this laughter is not like the laughter in the banquet hall in the distant mansion, which is mixed with more or less interests, such as flattery, agreement, etc.
But here in Jianjia is the hearty and joyful laughter of children. This laughter is very pure, without any impurities. It is a laughter from the heart, unlike the somewhat turbid laughter heard from the ministers from afar.
The constant chirping and chirping of cicadas on a summer night is not very annoying, but makes the listener feel very pleasant. After all, the sounds coming from nature will not disturb people's emotions like those made by people.
The banquet was in full swing, and He Yan's plans before arriving were also disrupted by Cao Zhaobo's attitude. For the time being, he could not find a suitable opportunity to propose to Cao Shuang what he thought was right.
Cao Zhaobo should help himself, he can do himself a small favor, but to others, in the eyes of Cao Zhaobo now, this is an unreasonable request.
After all, He Yan is only good at talking about metaphysics. He is not proficient in battle formations or governing the people. He is only proficient in eating, drinking, having fun, and taking Five Stone Powder. He is also very skilled in suppressing dissidents.
But he just thought that he and Cao Zhaobo had a good relationship and had played together since childhood. Cao Zhaobo should agree to some reasonable and unreasonable requests he made.
If he refuses to agree and makes excuses in every possible way, it means that he is not loyal enough to his young self and is becoming more and more inhumane. However, things are not going to develop in the direction He consort wants and get the high position he wants more.
Instead, he went in the direction that he least wanted to think about. Even if he spoke this time, Cao Zhaobo would probably not agree to his request. This led to Consort He, a veteran who was always in trouble at the banquet hall.
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While all the ministers were immersed in the banquet, Prince Consort He was a little absent-minded. His mind was not on tonight's banquet at all.
Some courtiers flattered him, but he only responded lightly. He did not like to listen to the compliments of these people as much as before, and then he wanted to promise some official positions to them.
After all, he was Cao Zhaobo's close confidant, so he could not do anything wrong by fawning over him. In this way, He Yan endured waves of ministers coming to get close to him.
If it were the past when he was a popular figure in front of Cao Zhaobo, he must have liked this kind of atmosphere and would not refuse such compliments, but that was all in the past.
Now Cao Shuang was uncharacteristically treating him like this, making him unable to accept the flattery of some courtiers with peace of mind. After all, with his consort's temperament,
Those who accept the flattery of "favorite" people must satisfy some of their wishes and will not let them return empty-handed.
But those promises are all based on the fact that he is a popular person in front of Cao Zhaobo. Without this, even if he is still the minister of the Ministry of official affairs and the minister,
We can no longer arbitrarily promote those who cater to us, accept bribes, seize officials' property, and dismiss those who disobey us as we did in the past.
If he rashly wants to be promoted to the official position of the courtiers who are pursuing him, but Cao Zhaobo disagrees and rejects his intention as the official minister, it will not be as simple as losing face.
What also collapsed was the prestige that Uncle He Ping had accumulated among the officials over the years relying on Cao Zhaobo.
Then the noble families he had offended before would come back and in an instant beat out all the things he had swallowed before.
Even the land and property he originally owned were taken away from him, turning him from a powerful man above the clouds into a street rat that everyone yelled at.
But he didn't want to lose the huge power he gained from relying on Cao Zhaobo so quickly. After all, power is addictive, and it may be difficult to gain power.
But losing it happens in an instant. It is very likely that you will never come back after losing it. If it were not forced by the situation,
No one wants to experience what it feels like to lose power after gaining it. After all, power is addictive. After losing power, many people will feel that life is worse than death.
As for Prince Consort He, who had been talking about metaphysics at home and was drunk all day long, he naturally took power very lightly.
But later, under the guidance of Cao Zhaobo, during the first ten years, he gradually became intoxicated with power and couldn't extricate himself. Just like he invented drugs such as Wushisan,
He also promoted it in the circle around him, and even Cao Zhaobo, who was a young man before, was inevitably dragged into the water by him, and they drank the Five Stone Powder together. He couldn't quit this thing he invented.
And power is not something he invented, but something that has existed since ancient times when there were people on the earth.
It has always exuded an attraction that most people cannot refuse, making countless people flock to it. Very few people can refuse its temptation, even if Consort He was a master of metaphysics.
At the banquet, Prince Consort He was still casually dealing with the endless stream of courtiers who came to exchange glasses with him. It was difficult to refuse, and he didn't dare to be too enthusiastic. He was worried that his current background would be exposed.
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Just when He Yan was still feeling uneasy, Deng Yang, his friend from the "Three Dogs of Taichung", walked up to him with a glass of wine and said with a flushed face: "Uncle Ping, I'm with you.
After working together under Zhao Bo for so many years,
Today we are gathered together to congratulate Zhao for his promotion to prime minister. Thanks to Zhao Bo's wise and powerful spirit, we were not taken to Beimang and executed during the rebellion of the old Sima thief in early January.
Come, you and I have a drink, and let us help Uncle Zhao walk more steadily and higher in the future!"
He Yan and Deng Yang each drank the fine wine in their cups and were about to sit down, but at this moment, Ding Mi came out to disturb the situation again and said: "Uncle He Ping, why don't you make the same promises to the courtiers who come to flatter you as you did in the past?"
Got promoted?
Do you have any unspeakable secrets? Do you want me to drive away these sycophants surrounding you for you? I believe that with the name of the school affairs office, I can still control these courtiers!"
He Yan pretended to be calm and said: "No need, I can handle my own affairs myself, so I won't trouble Ding Shangshu to worry about it.
What's more, I always like to interact with courtiers. I'm not like you who pretend to be aloof. I usually don't interact with courtiers. I always look aloof and aloof, but when I bite people, I bite them very fiercely!"
Ding Mi poured himself a drink and said calmly: "Uncle He Ping, you'd better take care of yourself, you can't be arrogant for much longer!"...