Putting the sharp sword in his hand back into the scabbard, he handed it to the eunuch Tong Xian who was waiting at the side. Emperor Wei stood up, walked slowly towards Zhao Hongrun, and said in a deep voice: "You have probably guessed that in this case
In fact, Yuanling Hou Feng Shu and others were used as spears, but you didn’t expect that there was another person who was used as a spear, and that was...you."
When he said the last word, Emperor Wei had already walked up to Zhao Hongrun and reached out to gently tap his son's chest.
"..."
Zhao Hongrun opened his mouth but was speechless.
After all, after thinking about the whole thing, he couldn't refute his father's words - if he hadn't wanted to severely punish the big aristocratic forces in the country this time, adopting the strategy of "coining some and suppressing others", so he sent Uncle Feng, Marquis of Yuanling, to the throne.
When people pile up on the opposite side and are ready to suppress them, how will the remnants of the Xiao family have the opportunity to provoke them?
Thinking of this, Zhao Hongrun rarely admitted his mistake and said: "What my father taught me was that my son and I made an oversight."
Seeing that his once naughty son now admitted his mistake so sincerely, Emperor Wei was stunned for a moment, and then a somewhat gratified smile appeared on his face.
In his eyes, this son who was young and had a bad personality has now truly grown into a man with shoulders capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities.
"You know, Hongrun, the imperial court was originally going to try to take back the annexed land from the hands of the domestic nobles next year and lease it to the landless common people for cultivation in the form of "official land", but now what happened, the "official land"
For the time being, we can only put the policy on hold." Emperor Wei said softly.
Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun was stunned for a moment, and then the look of guilt on his face became even stronger.
Seeing this, Emperor Wei smiled and said: "I am telling you this not to make you ashamed, but to make you understand that your words and deeds are enough to affect Wei's national policy and even the stability of the country.
Therefore, every time you decide on something, you must consider it more comprehensively and thoughtfully, and leave no loopholes."
"Yes, Father." Zhao Hongrun nodded.
Perhaps noticing the solemn look on his son's face, Emperor Wei said with a smile: "You don't have to look like this. It's not troublesome to appease Marquis Yuanling and others... In this way, in the southeast of "Fenyin" and the northeast of "Puban"
, there is a county called "Jie", merge it into the "Four Orders of Hedong", set up a fifth order, and give it to the people of Yuanlinghou. Peter will benefit from it and know the attitude of the court, so he will naturally stop. This can avoid these problems.
People are being used by the "remnants"; but the Hedong Four Orders are still in your hands, and your prestige has not been damaged... What do you think?"
Zhao Hongrun glanced at Emperor Wei, feeling a little surprised, but more of it was natural.
It seemed that the father in front of him had settled the matter properly with just a few words, but if you think about it carefully, his father had been the king for twenty years, so he was already familiar with this kind of political pusher.
Perhaps he didn't bring it up earlier because he wanted to see how his son would handle the matter.
Of course, it is more likely that the Emperor Wei wanted to see if he could take advantage of this matter. For example, while benefiting the court and making the imperial power more stable, he wanted to borrow another loan.
Taking the opportunity to "educate" what he calls "my tiger son" is the most perfect strategy.
However, now there are various signs that the "remnants of the Xiao family" can't help but jump out again, and Emperor Wei has no time to temper his son - the remnants of the Xiao family are like a fishbone stuck in Emperor Wei's throat.
"I obey," Zhao Hongrun said with a gloomy look on his face.
After all, since his father has decided to hand over "Jie County" to the people of Marquis Yuanling, this means that he, Zhao Hongrun, will be able to suppress the big nobles in the country in a short time.
Furthermore, there was nothing he could do to prevent the forces of the great nobles from entering Hexi in the future.
There is no other way, this is a political compromise - in order to quell the current rumors and shut up the silence of Marquis Yuanling and others, Emperor Wei had to give those people some benefits.
Perhaps noticing the unwillingness in Zhao Hongrun's eyes, Emperor Wei said earnestly: "Hongrun, you are still young, and I am still in good health. There are some things that I don't need to rush into." As he said that, he saw that his son's face was still a little ugly.
, then said: "Well, next year, the Ministry of Rites will hold the examination again, and you will serve as the chief invigilator and select talents for the court... This is a very heavy responsibility."
"..." Zhao Hongrun glanced at Emperor Wei.
He actually knew in his heart that his father just wanted to divert his attention.
But in the end, Zhao Hongrun nodded and agreed to the matter.
After all, with the remnants of the Xiao family fanning the flames behind his back this time, Zhao Hongrun's political ambition of "weakening the power of the great aristocracy in the country" was obviously unable to be carried out, and he could only find opportunities in the future.
At the same time, in a stone room in the underground secret passage of Prince Yi's Mansion, Prince Yi Zhao Yuanli was staring at the entrance of the room with a gloomy face.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a faint sound of footsteps in the silent secret passage. Then a moment later, a thin figure walked in, leaning against the stone wall, looking at Zhao Yuanli with a half-smile, and said with a smile: "
His Royal Highness King Yi is so anxious to summon me, what is the matter?"
King Yi Zhao Yuanli narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Xiao Luan, are you finally willing to come to see me? Huh! No matter what today, you have to give me an explanation."
Hearing this, the thin man whom Zhao Yuanli called "Xiao Luan" smiled teasingly and pretended not to know: "His Royal Highness, King Yi, took the risk to contact me today just to ask for help?... I don't know where I offended you.
Where is His Royal Highness King Yi?"
Zhao Yuanli said with a gloomy face: "The family property of Uncle Feng, Marquis of Yuanling, was attacked, and his family leader Feng Guan died in the prison of Dali Temple. Don't tell me, these two things have nothing to do with you."
"Oh... His Highness King Yi was talking about those two things." Xiao Luan touched his chin, as if he just remembered it, nodded and said: "Yes, I did it... Could it be that His Highness King Yi had something to do with it?
Is there something wrong with Marquis Yuanling? Oh, why did I forget? His Highness, Prince Yi, has friends all over the world..."
"Xiao Luan!" Zhao Yuanli's face was full of anger. He slapped the table next to the seat and said angrily: "Stop pretending to be a lie to me!"
After hearing this, Xiao Luan glanced at Zhao Yuanli, then crossed his arms and said with a half-smile: "His Royal Highness King Yi really treats that nephew Zhao Run as his own son..."
"Why did you do this?" Zhao Yuanli said coldly: "I warned you..."
"I know, I know, don't get in the way, right?" Xiao Luan said with a smile, and then the smile on his face gradually faded, he looked at Zhao Yuanli and said lightly: "But His Highness King Yi, Xiao and others
It’s been over a year... Your heroic nephew Zhao Run, in more than a year, destroyed Qin’s 200,000 troops, defeated South Korea, and forced South Korea to sign a covenant under the city. He was really a hero, and as a
His uncle, His Highness King Yi, what have you done in this year? You have done nothing. I even have some doubts, His Highness King Yi, whether you are perfunctory with us..."
"..." Zhao Yuanli frowned when he heard this, and explained after a while: "I have many things to prepare on my side... At least, the Zongfu is under my control, including Zongwei Yulin Lang...
"
"Ha." Xiao Luan smiled, shook his head, and said lightly: "Your Highness, King Yi, I don't want to hear this. I just want to know, when will your Highness, King Yi, take action?"
"You can't wait?" Zhao Yuanli said sarcastically: "You waited for more than ten years without any urging, but now it's only been a year and you can't wait anymore?"
Xiao Luan tilted his head and looked at Zhao Yuanli, and said with a strange expression: "In the past ten years, there was no kid named "Zhao Run" who attacked Chu State to seek peace, and South Korea to seek peace... Sanchuan, Chu
The powerful neighbors around China, South Korea, Qin, and Wei were all defeated by this boy leading his army. Now this little guy is ready to deal with the nobles in the country. You still ask me to wait? How long will it take? When will this country have internal and external troubles?
Everything has been solved? Huh?”
After hearing this, Zhao Yuanli had a mocking smile on his face: "Is that why you are anxious?"
Xiao Luan glanced at Zhao Yuanli and said calmly: "Your Highness King Yi, Zhao Run is a junior. I also respect his talents and do not want this country to lose such a rare hero. However, his existence is changing.
Gradually threatening us, "Fengguan's death" is just a warning. If His Highness King Yi has not taken any action, then I will use my own way to resolve the grudges of that year - I believe that His Highness King Yi will not
Will like my way."
"Are you threatening me?" Yi Wang Zhao Yuanli narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold tone.
Xiao Luan smiled and shook his head when he heard this, and said lightly: "I just think it's time to repay the grudges I made back then... If His Highness King Yi doesn't do it, then I will do it."
"..." Zhao Yuanli looked deeply at Xiao Luan.
He knew very well that the person in front of him was no longer the person he was familiar with back then - he was a madman. If the grievances of the past were resolved in his way, perhaps the entire Wei State would face a huge disaster, and even
There is a danger of national subjugation.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanli softened his tone and said as if pleading: "Give me... some more time."
Xiao Luan crossed his arms and thought for a while, then raised his right hand, raised a finger, and said: "One year!... Before the end of next year, if His Royal Highness King Yi does not fulfill the promise of the year, I, "Xiao"
Once the injustice is over and the world knows Zhao Si’s true identity, I will use my own way to make the Ji Zhao family repay the blood debt of the year... It will only take one year, no more!"
Zhao Yuanli thought for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay, next year, I will try to make the Xiao family's injustice clear."
Seeing this, Xiao Luan showed a slight smile on his face, raised his hands and said, "In that case, Xiao is waiting for the good news from His Highness King Yi."
After that, he turned around and left.
"Wait a minute." Seeing Xiao Luan preparing to leave, Zhao Yuanli frowned and said, "You call those..."
As if he had guessed Zhao Yuanli's thoughts, Xiao Luan waved his hand and said as he walked: "I understand what His Highness King Yi means, and I will tell those (who spread the rumors) to stop right away."
Listening to the footsteps gradually disappearing, Zhao Yuanli sat on a chair with his hands crossed.
"Next year, the deadline...?"
He closed his eyes thoughtfully, as if something was brewing in his mind.