"The choice of the wise prime minister in this episode must be carefully considered." Han Yi said thoughtfully: "You can't reject the wolf through the front door and let the tiger in through the back door."
"Then it must be Prime Minister Wang." Wu Kui said with blood dripping from his heart.
"Wang Gongchen is more suitable for you." Han Qi nodded and said, "But I can only mention it. As for whether it should be used by officials or not, it is not my decision."
To be honest, Han Yi didn't have much hope, because he knew the ancestral laws of the Song Dynasty too well. He knew that the official family would never let his family dominate, and would definitely provide checks and balances. And Wang Gongchen had been by the emperor's side for a long time.
, the officials should know exactly what kind of thing he is. It is simply impossible to expect such a thing to check and balance him.
When he returned home in the evening, the more he thought about it, the more he realized that if the officials inquired and pushed Wang Gongchen out rashly, the emperor would think that he wanted to monopolize power. Although he had dreamed of doing this, Han Qi still couldn't
Dare to anger Zhao Zhen excessively.
While I was thinking about it, Cui Xian, a Qing guest from the house, came in and said, "Dong Weng, here is a letter from Mr. Wen of Luoyang."
"Oh?" Han Qi laughed when she heard this: "This old guy is always smart!" She took the letter and opened it under the light. After reading it, she handed it to Cui Xian and laughed loudly: "A man who can bend and stretch, look.
In the past few years, Kano Laifumi has completely figured it out!"
Cui Xian took a closer look and found that although the letter was a general reminiscence of the past, there was a sense of humility and obedience between the lines, making it difficult to imagine that this was actually written by an experienced prime minister to the new prime minister.
"Dong Weng, when he wrote this letter, he probably wanted to know the location of Prime Minister Jixian." Cui Xiandao.
"Hmm." Han Zhizhi said proudly: "This old guy is used to playing with the wind. Seeing that no matter how reserved he is, he will no longer be able to make decisions as an old minister. For the sake of himself and his descendants, he has no choice but to bow to me."
"Does Dong Weng want him to come back?" Cui Xian asked in surprise.
"I have thought before, it can only be him." Han Yi sighed: "The people in the Song Dynasty who are still alive today, who can be compared with me and can compare with me, are none other than Wen Yanbo and Jia Changchao. I was there for
When I became the privy envoy, I drove Jia Ziming out of the capital. I don't know why I hate me, so I can't let him come back no matter what. As for Wen Kuanfu, he was the one who caused trouble when he left the capital. Although I haven't been with him in the past few years.
We have a good relationship, but there is no conflict. Now that he is willing to obey me, I might as well sell him a favor."
In fact, there is another layer that he has not mentioned, that is, Wen Yanbo and Jiangmen have a grudge, and he is not worried about them colluding together to squeeze him out. Instead, he can use it to suppress the landlords.
"As for Wen Yanbo... he has always been on good terms with Fu Yanguo." Cui Xian said softly: "And in the past two years, he has become a little indifferent to the prince."
"It doesn't matter, Wen Yanbo is a man who understands current affairs, and it doesn't matter how good his personal relationship with Fu Bi is." Han Qi showed a smile that he had everything under control and said: "As for being a little calm with the prince, I feel uneasy if we are too close."
Cui Xian thought about it, and indeed, given the relationship between Dong Weng and the prince, Wen Yanbo was destined to be eaten to death in the future...
A few days later, the officials came to Han Yi to inquire about the candidate for Prime Minister Jixian. Han Qi naturally said, "Qian Gang is arbitrary."
Zhao Zhen said: "I prefer Xianggong Jia, but after asking Mr. Fu, he thinks Xianggong Wen is more suitable."
Han Qi's heart trembled, but she felt relieved immediately. With Wen Yanbo's ability to do business, how could he leave Fu Bi alone? She respectfully said, "Wei Chen has always trusted Mr. Fu's judgment."
So the Duke of Lu was summoned to coordinate the affairs of the state, and Wen Yanbo, who was left behind in Xijing, came to the capital to become a bachelor of Jixianguan. The order was quickly sent to Luoyang.
Wen Yanbo resigned twice as usual, and the third time, he happily accepted the order. Due to the urgency of the imperial envoy, he only took three days to hand over the affairs of Xijing to his subordinate officials, and then bid farewell to all the subordinates of Xijing.
The opposition party, surrounded by hundreds of followers, set off for Bianjing in a mighty manner.
Three hundred miles from Xijing to Bianjing, Wen Yanbo walked meanderingly, wearing the guard of honor of the prime minister, only walking eighty miles in one day. On the third day, the night before entering Beijing, he rested on a wooden board by the Bianhe River.
Bridge Station.
After dinner, Wen Yanbo asked the people in the posthouse to make soup and prepare to take a bath and go to bed.
While waiting for the water to be boiled, he wore a loose Taoist robe and sat at the table reading. After about a meal, two boys in blue clothes and hats came in carrying a large wooden bucket with a lid...
When the lid was lifted, steaming heat filled the room.
Seeing that the two of them were still standing still, Wen Yanbo's attendant urged: "You guys, please step back. Why are you still not moving? Are you deaf?"
Wen Yanbo frowned slightly and raised his head to tell Chang Sui not to be arrogant, but when he saw the tall boy clearly, he was stunned.
"Go out and guard the door." Wen Yanbo said to Chang Sui: "Don't let anyone in."
He was very strict with his subordinates. The long follower just lost his words and was worried. Now that he heard such an unbelievable order from his master, he did not dare to say anything and hurried out to guard the door.
"Haha." Seeing the other party's appearance, Wen Yanbo smiled: "It seems that you don't trust me."
"Mr. Sir, don't be surprised." The big man bowed deeply and said, "This step is of vital importance. I have to be cautious."
"What if I regret it?" Wen Yanbo said with a straight face.
"I believe that when my husband sees me," the big man said calmly, "he will never regret it!"
"Oh..." Wen Yanbo couldn't help laughing and laughed: "Your Highness is so lucky to have such help as you!"
Wen Yanbo arrived in Bianjing the next day, and only rested for a while at his residence. The next day, he went to the palace to have an audience. The emperor and his ministers talked secretly for an hour before leaving Funing Hall and going to the East Palace to work.
Standing in front of the long-awaited gate of the Zhengshi Hall, Wen Yanbo felt a little emotional. He turned around and saw His Majesty Wang leading a group of officials from the Zhongshu Provincial Department to greet him.
"I've kept you guys waiting for a long time." Jiu Yanbo said with a bright smile without any airs.
"Welcome to the Prime Minister." Zhongshu officials saluted and paid homage. Wang Bai also bowed deeply. Wen Yanbo supported him and said: "The Prime Minister Wang must have the body of a prime minister." After saying this, he and Wang Bai walked into the gate.
Go: "Xiangong Han can be in the hall, I want to go to see you."
"The Prime Minister is talking to the Prime Minister in the signing room." Wang Bai said with some worry: "The Prime Minister will sit in the hall for a while and have tea."
"Okay." Wen Yanbo nodded with a smile, then picked up the second chair in the row under the west wall of the political hall and sat down. The position where he sat was looking at the door of Zhao Wen's custody room, which had always made people laugh.
The person's warm gaze froze for a moment.
However, soon after he returned to normal, he and Wang Frog started talking warmly. His Majesty Wang has always had a temper that he would not offend anyone. Since Wen Xianggong asked, he picked up some important things about the recent events in the capital and told him... Naturally
There is no way around Ouyang Xiu's romantic lawsuit.
"Peng Yongsi and Jiang Zhiqi, these two villains, have evil intentions." Although Wen Yanbo did not deal with Ouyang Xiu back then, he was very angry at this moment and said: "Don't fall into my hands."
Wang Bai was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, why does it taste wrong? But in line with the principle of safety first, he laughed and bypassed the topic.
At this time, the door of the custody room opened. Han Qi and Wang Gongchen came out. When they saw Wen Yanbo, they smiled and cupped their hands and said, "I forgot the time while talking. I missed you from afar. Please forgive me."
"Where." Wen Yanbo smiled and cupped his hands and said, "We are old friends, so why are you so polite?"
"That makes sense." Wang Gongchen said with a smile: "I'm going back first, and I'll help Brother Kuanfu at home later. I must be sure to reward him."
"sure."
After sending Wang Gongchen away, Han Yi pulled Wen Yanbo in a kiss and said, "Brother Kuanfu, come sit in my room. We haven't seen each other for many years, but we want to have a good chat."
"Of course." Wen Yanbo smiled and nodded: "Please, Mr. Han."
"Wen Xiang please.,
In the room where the Prime Minister signed the contract, the Korean chair was not occupied, but Wen Yanbo and Wen Yanbo were sitting side by side.
The two of them chatted for a while about their reasons for saying goodbye, and then gradually turned to the main topic...the issue of the division of powers and responsibilities in the future.
According to the rules of the imperial court, major national affairs have always been discussed publicly by the two prime ministers. If they disagree and cannot compromise, they will be decided by the officials.
But rules are rules, and in fact they are never like this, because the officialdom pays attention to harmony, and this is especially true in the political hall. Therefore, except for extremely important matters, most of the time, opinions must be unified internally.
If the two prime ministers quarreled all day long, it would not only damage the dignity of the court, but also not work in the long run. Therefore, decentralization of powers and responsibilities has become inevitable.
As for how to divide it, when Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi were in the government, they divided the state affairs into two parts, with one person handling the other. When Fu Bi and Han Qi were in the government, because Han Xianggong was passive and sabotaged most of the state affairs,
Fu Bi made all the decisions, but in order to avoid being said to be authoritarian, Fu Xianggong had to countersign all documents.
Of course, Han Qi had already thought about which of these two methods to use, but he still had to ask Mr. Wen first.
Wen Yanbo was very generous and allowed everything to be arranged by the Prime Minister.
"Then let's do it according to the method that Mr. Wen is familiar with." Han Yi said: "We divide the work and each takes care of his own stall."
Wen Yanbo naturally agreed. Therefore, there were six departments under the jurisdiction of the political affairs hall. Han Yi was in charge of the Sherenyuan, Kongmu room, and official room. The remaining household rooms, military room, and prison room were under the jurisdiction of Wen Yanbo. It seemed that one person was in charge of it.
Three, fair and reasonable.
But is it really reasonable? That’s weird!
There are three departments under the name of Han Qi. Sherenyuan is the office of Zhizhigao and is responsible for drafting imperial edicts. All the imperial orders must come from here, and even the prefix of the emperor can be scratched off.
The Kongmu Room is in charge of documents, seals, letters, and all documents of the Zhongshu Province must pass through here to use seals to be effective.
As for the official office, not to mention holding the future of internal and external officials...
The seals and official hats of the Great Song Dynasty are all in Han Qi's hands. Although the remaining three houses are also very important, they are not of the same level after all. To be continued)