Fu Bi is a virtuous gentleman. The first rule of a gentleman is to 'never have false ambitions and act righteously.' Not to mention that he has no ill feelings towards Di Qing. Even if he does, he will only discuss the matter and conduct the impeachment in an honest and fair manner.
, I will never frame someone else just to find a scapegoat. "Please familiarize yourself with the domain name."
But Mr. Fu is no longer the passionate young man he was back then, who was passionate about the country and the people, risking his own life to deal with the land of tigers and wolves, and regardless of himself in order to implement the New Deal. After going through ups and downs in his official career and life, he quietly changed.
I learned to hide my clumsiness, learned to avoid being isolated, and learned how to protect myself...
You can't think that Fu Bi is inferior to Wen just because Fu Bi is incompetent and all the limelight is suppressed by Wen Yanbo. In fact, during the Qingli period, when Fu Bi was in the spotlight, Wen Yanbo was just an ordinary official.
Ten years have passed, and Fu Bi's mind has undergone subtle changes, which is why he is willing to be a green leaf today.
Whether it is said that he has become mature or sophisticated, in short, the true man of the Song Dynasty in the past has disappeared, leaving only the prime minister of the Song Dynasty who is well behaved, modest and magnanimous, and flawless.
Therefore, although he was disdainful of Wen Yanbo's conspiracy, he clearly realized that he could not object. There were too many people who hated Di Qing, but it was not because Di Qing was arrogant and domineering and often did things to humiliate them. On the contrary,
Since Di Qing became the Privy Councilor, he has been careful in his words and deeds and followed the rules. It can even be said that he is cautious and never leaves anyone with any excuse.
But the civil servants just hate him. To put it bluntly, everything stems from the golden seal on his face and his status as a warrior...
We cannot allow a warrior to take away the glory of the civil servants, we cannot allow a warrior to be on an equal footing with them, and we cannot allow a warrior to become their leader... This is the true dirty mind of the civil servants.
Fu Bi was also a civil servant. He could not betray his own class. He was just a gentleman and wanted to try his best to avoid such scandals: "Prime minister, Di Hanchen has great achievements but is not proud. Although he is a minister of the West Palace, he treats me
How can someone who holds the disciple's rites, has a flawless character, and is as humble as a Confucian, have the heart to fall into this trap?"
"The Duke of Zhou is afraid of the day of rumors, but Wang Mang is humble and has not usurped the throne." Wen Yanbo said coldly. Although he has not usurped the throne now, in order to prevent him from usurping the throne in the future, we must resolutely get rid of him - what a tyrannical logic!
After a pause, Wen Xianggong said with compassion again: "This is also to allow him to have a good death."
Fu Bi felt disgusted in his heart. Is it necessary to be so hypocritical in such a private conversation? He had no ability to accompany Wen Yanbo to confuse right and wrong, so he said lightly: "Di Qing has won the trust of the officials, and Wen Yanbo was careful to shoot him down."
own feet."
"..." How could someone like Wen Yanbo fail to hear the change in his tone? He suddenly felt bored and said: "The Prime Minister is right, we need to be cautious about this matter."
Let’s talk about some light topics.
But everyone knows that if you don't say it, it doesn't mean you won't do it. At most, it just means you won't do it now.
In the courtyard of Chen's house.
Zhao Zongji left the meeting midway, and Chen Ke saw him out. When the two of them got to the young prince's car, Chen Ke asked, "Are all the big shots in Bianliang so enthusiastic?"
"No way." Zhao Zongji shook his head and said, "Everyone has their eyes set high above their heads. Normally, they wouldn't pay attention to an outsider like you."
"Yes." Chen Ke said: "So I feel strange."
"It's not surprising, because the officials are praising you in the court today," Zhao Zongji said, "saying that you are the prime minister of the future emperor."
"I'm dizzy." Chen Ke was stunned and said, "Is the joke too big?"
"It doesn't matter if it's a joke or not." Zhao Zongji said: "The officials have said so. Even if the ministers are perfunctory, they still have to give him this face."
"Then, why are you here to join in the fun?" Chen Ke frowned and said, "Wouldn't it make people worry?"
"How could I not know this truth?" Zhao Zongji smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, I won't hide it from you. I'm an official this morning and asked me to see how you are doing..."
"..." Chen Ke was speechless for a long time, then Fang slowly said: "Brother, why do I feel that we are acting in a monkey show?"
"Hey..." Zhao Zongji said, dumbfounded: "Although it sounds ugly, that's what it is."
"Who is this play for?"
"What do you think?" Zhao Zongji had a bright smile on his lips, patted Chen Ke and said, "I'm leaving. By the way, that box of snacks was made by Xiang'er himself. Don't treat it as a toy."
"Of course." Chen Ke nodded and said, "By the way, tell her to put less sugar next time. It's too sweet and I can't get used to it."
"Go to hell!" Zhao Zongji kicked him in vain and cursed: "You really treat my sister as a cook!"
Runan Prince's Mansion, Zhao Yunrang's Study Room.
Zhao Yunrang, the king of Runan County, is sixty-two years old. His beard and hair are all white, his face is wrinkled, he is thin and small, and he suffers from severe asthma. Sitting on a bed covered with thick brocade mattress, he looks like a piece of wood.
It would not be surprising for dry wood to die the next moment.
Several of his sons were still sitting in the study, looking at Lao Ba and Shiliu who were standing in the hall.
"It's over, the Beggar Clan is over." Zhao Zongchu, the eighth eldest brother, reported in despair: "My ten years of hard work have all been in vain."
"Where is our money?" Zhao Zongpu, the second child, asked anxiously: "Where is the money we deposited with him!"
"Yue Yi is dead, and Wuyoudòng has become the Crystal Palace." Lao Ba smiled miserably and said, "Where can I find money?" Yue Yi is the leader of the Beggar Clan.
"You keep saying that it's safest to leave your money with them!" Zhao Zongpu said angrily: "Now it's all in vain. That's 200,000 yuan. How can you just say it's gone?!"
"Second brother, you have to be conscientious when speaking," Zhao Zongchu said angrily: "I earned most of this money. Who would have thought that Kaifeng would be in such a flood!"
"I told you before, don't get too entangled with those shady rats. Sooner or later you will suffer losses." Another brother complained: "How about it, am I right?"
"Brother Ninth, if you continue to be so naughty and eccentric," Zhao Zonghan, the sixteenth-year-old boy, said with bull eyes: "Believe it or not, I will beat you up!"
"Listen, listen!" Laojiu Zhao Zongyu said angrily: "Father, eldest brother, Thirteen, if you don't care about him, a good prince will turn into a troublemaker!"
"You're the one who's going to mess with it!"
A dozen or so little bastards started making noises. Do you think how messed up the house was? Zhao Yunrang shouted angrily: "Shut up, do you think I'll die soon?" Then he patted Hu Chuáng hard and said, "Get out of here."
go out!"
Seeing that his father was angry, the eldest brother Zhao Zongyi hurriedly kicked his brothers out, leaving only him and the thirteenth Zhao Zongshi.
"Father, calm down, they are like this." After all the brothers had gone out, Zhao Zongyi softly comforted Zhao Yun and said: "Don't take it personally. I will talk about them one by one later."
"If you rely on your anger, I can be angry to death." Zhao Yun panted like a bellows: "What a bunch of idiots! You two will have to deal with them more in the future."
The two brothers responded.
"If the money is lost, it is lost. Besides, I think about it, and it is not necessarily lost," Zhao Yunrang said slowly: "It has been raining in Bianjing City for a month, and the water in the underground sewers should have been waist deep. If I
Then Yue Yi will definitely transfer the money in advance."
"However, there is only some floating wealth in the secret cave where he is hiding," Zhao Zongyi frowned and said, "Although it is not a small amount, it is not enough for us."
"There are many people in that secret cave, and it's difficult to protect all those who are interested in making money. If it were me, I would hide them in another place." Zhao Yunrang shook his head and asked slowly: "Who was there when Yue Yi died?
superior?"
"Although the battle report said that it was the Japanese soldiers who were praised." Zhao Zongyi said: "But according to rumors, it was that Chen San."
"It's him again..." Zhao Zongshi, who had been silent all this time, frowned when he heard the name. If it hadn't been for this man, Liutahe, Wuyoudòng, neither he nor the Runan Palace would have lost like this.
awful.
"It's him..." Zhao Yunrang was deeply surprised and said, "This is really troublesome."
"Afraid of what he will do." Zhao Zongyi said: "Holy family members are the most unreliable, especially for a small person like him. Officials will forget about them when they turn around."
"Then we can't touch him." Zhao Yunrang sighed: "Don't you know that the emperor's pretentiousness today is a warning to us?"
"Warn us?" Zhao Zongyi said with wide eyes.
"Yes." Zhao Zongshi nodded and said quietly: "The official dislikes me. Recently, he came to the palace to pay his respects. He is obviously more enthusiastic about Zhao Zongji."
"Is it possible that he wants to establish Zhao Zongji?" Zhao Zongyi asked with wide eyes.
Zhao Zongshi's face became extremely ugly.
"It's impossible." Zhao Yunrang shook his head and said: "Let me tell you, when he entered the palace the day before yesterday, the official asked me to do a beauty pageant for him..."
"Beauty pageant?"
Yun Rang nodded and said: "There is only one standard this time, the appearance of a man." He said with a look of resentment in his eyes: "Praising Chen San as the future prime minister is a warning, and asking me to draft a girl for him is also a warning. To put it bluntly,
, he has the same virtue as his father, that is, he is reluctant to hand over the throne to us!"
Touching the wound in his heart, Zhao Yunrang coughed violently. Zhao Zongyi quickly stepped forward, gave his father a good back rub, and brought a spittoon for him to spit. Only then did the old prince regain his strength.
Zhao Zongji sat there motionless all the time, and said with a gloomy expression: "Father is right, I think the ministers acted too hastily, which made him uncomfortable."
"Uncomfortable," Zhao Yunrang sneered: "What qualifications does an old Juehu have to feel comfortable?" He glanced at Zhao Zongshi and said: "Thirteen, don't worry, the ministers are all supporting you. In the hearts of those scholar-bureaucrats, there is no difference between the elder and the younger.
The preface is bigger than the sky. If Zhao Zhen doesn't pass it on, I can only pass it on to you!"——
