"Your Majesty, I am asking you to beg me. I hope Your Majesty will accept my petition because I am old."
Zhao Yuansi, the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, had just stepped into the Chui Gong Hall when he saw He Xiangxu kneeling in front of him, begging to retire and return to his hometown.
"Which song is this from?"
The Emperor of Wei couldn't help but be a little stunned, thinking to himself: How could such a good person have to retire? Could it be that I have offended this old man in some way?
Looking into the palace, Zhao Yuansi saw the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun who was smiling and greeting him in the palace. When he looked at Zhongshu Left Prime Minister Lin Yuyang and Zhongshu Right Prime Minister Yu Ziqi, who were keeping secrets, the Emperor of Wei suddenly understood.
"Good boy! You were unconvinced after losing yesterday. Are you here to harm my Secretary of State today?"
Zhao Yuanci calmly bent down to help Zhongshu Linghe Xiangxu, and after a few words of comfort, he asked Tong Xian to help the old man to his seat.
"Hongrun, what are you doing here at Chui Gong Hall?"
While walking towards the Emperor Long Case, Zhao Yuanxi asked pretending not to care.
"Going back to my father, your Majesty came here specifically to seek advice from the three Masters of Zhongshu today."
"You came here specifically to cause trouble, right?"
Zhao Yuancai groaned secretly in his heart, but did not show it at all on his face. He pretended to be puzzled and asked: "What do you want me to ask you?"
"Of course I want to ask for advice on how to manage government affairs." Zhao Hongrun said with a smile.
"Ha! In my opinion, I'm afraid that's not the case, right?... If you really want to study government affairs, why don't you go to the palace to study?"
"My father is wrong. Studying in the palace is just talk on paper and empty of practice. How can it be compared with asking the three ministers of Zhongshu for advice?" As Lin Yuyang guessed, the Eighth Prince had already thought about it.
wording.
Hearing what he said, Zhao Yuanci really had no clue. Even though he knew that this man was not well-intentioned, he couldn't say anything to refute him.
But what he didn't expect was that he didn't think of any words to drive away this hateful boy, but Zhao Hongrun took the initiative to say goodbye.
"Since your father is here, I will leave without disturbing my father and the three adults to deal with important government affairs."
"Your Highness is leaving?"
Lin Yuyang felt a little puzzled when he heard it, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that Zhao Hongrun's move was really clever.
Think about it, with the Emperor of Wei Dynasty Zhao Yuansi present, His Highness would not dare to tease the three Zhongshu ministers in front of me no matter what, right?
"Come back tomorrow and ask the three adults for advice."
Zhao Hongrun left a word and respectfully resigned. However, his words made Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu and Zhongshu Zuo Chenglin Yuyang tremble all over.
"Are you coming tomorrow?"
He Xiangxu's eyes widened and he hurriedly asked the emperor to resign: "Your Majesty, I am getting old. Please, Your Majesty, please kindly ask me to resign and take care of my old age."
Zhao Yuancai rubbed his forehead with a headache: "This traitor... what did he do again?"
So Lin Yuyang smiled bitterly and told the emperor what Zhao Hongrun had done today, but Zhao Yuansi was dumbfounded.
"He Xiangxu, you are already quite old, can't you cure a naughty boy? You two, the dignified minister, can't you cure a fourteen-year-old naughty boy?"
Zhao Yuanxi looked at the three Zhongshu ministers angrily.
The three secretaries of the Central Committee looked at me and I looked at you, smiling bitterly.
It's not that they really can't deal with His Highness the Eighth Prince, the problem is that they have a good impression of His Highness the Eighth Prince, who is far-sighted and possesses extraordinary talents, and at the same time they are touched by his pity for the son's words about being "caged in a deep palace".
, I didn’t think there was anything disgusting about what this guy did, it could only be regarded as a ridiculous prank at best.
However, although it was a harmless prank, it still caused a headache when the victim was himself. No, for the sake of his own future, the veteran He Xiangxu hurriedly petitioned to retire and return to his hometown. After all, he had already reached the age of retirement.
Despite his old age, he felt that he could still exert his remaining talents for the Wei Dynasty, and the Emperor of Wei Dynasty, Zhao Yuansi, also trusted him, so he was promoted to Zhongshu Ling. Before that, He Xiangxu, an old minister, took the position of Minister of the Ministry of Personnel.
More than ten years.
"It's a good thing that you three, Master Zhongshu, are helpless against a child with a yellow mouth!" Zhao Yuanxi shook his head in confusion, and ordered Tong Xian to spread a piece of paper on the dragon case. Then, he picked up a pen and wrote "Hong Kong" on the paper.
"Run is not allowed to enter" were these six words, and Tong Xian was ordered to stick them on the door of Chui Gong Hall.
"So, are the three beloved ladies satisfied?"
Zhongshu You Cheng Yu Ziqi didn't care about this. After all, he had made his position clear and believed that the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun would not tease him again. However, Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu and Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Lin Yuyang breathed a sigh of relief.
But is it really that simple?
The next morning, at the same time, the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty, Zhao Yuancai, was still taking a nap in the Wende Hall, while He Xiangxu, Lin Yuyang and Yu Ziqi, the three secretaries of the Central Committee, were already in the hall to approve the seals as usual.
While approving, they suddenly heard the voice of the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun coming from outside the palace. It seemed that His Highness was arguing with Lang Wei who was on duty outside the palace.
"Huh? Why are you not allowed to enter?"
Hearing Zhao Hongrun's shocked inquiry, He Xiangxu and Lin Yuyang in the palace laughed secretly in their hearts.
You must know that the words of the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty are golden words. Even if he casually wrote "Hongrun is not allowed to enter", its power is no less than the imperial edict. In this way, how could Lang Wei, who was on duty outside the Chui Gong Hall, dare to violate the emperor's order and secretly
Let His Highness the Eighth Prince in?
"I can finally live in peace today."
Lin Yuyang took a sip of tea with a smile.
Seeing the presence of his old god, Yu Ziqi felt happy and couldn't help but said: "Not necessarily!"
He Xiangxu and Lin Yuyang murmured in their hearts when they heard this.
Although the Emperor has banned His Highness the Eighth Prince from entering Chui Gong Hall, that Highness has great magical powers, so maybe there is a way.
Therefore, they did not bother to review and approve the seals. They listened carefully to the movements outside the palace and listened carefully to the verbal dispute between His Highness the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun and the Langwei.
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Highness, please show your respect and don't embarrass me and others. Your Majesty has written clearly, 'Hongrun is not allowed to enter.' If I still let His Highness in, it will be a crime of dereliction of duty."
"Look at what you said... Look clearly, what your Majesty wrote was 'Hongrun is not allowed to enter', not 'Zhao Hongrun is not allowed to enter'."
"What...is there any difference?"
"The difference is huge. Think about it, this 'Hongrun' does not necessarily refer to me, 'Zhao Hongrun', right? I'm sure there is no one among the courtiers named 'Zhang Hongrun' or 'Li Hongrun'? Oh,
By the way, I heard that there is an adult in the Ministry of Rites named ‘Li Hongchen’, look, it’s just one word missing.”
"Well……"
"So, Your Highness, I think that in all likelihood, some of the court lords offended my father, and my father was so angry that he was not allowed to set foot in the Chui Gong Hall. When he met this lord with the same name as our hall, he was implicated in this hall...
Think about it, my father and this palace are father and son, how can it be that the father does not allow his son to enter?"
"this……"
"It's over!"
Hearing that the few Lang Wei outside the palace were speechless, Lin Yuyang secretly thought something was wrong.
Sure enough, after hearing footsteps for a while, the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun appeared in front of them with a spring breeze on his face. The smile on his face seemed to silently remind the three Zhongshu ministers of an established fact: I am here!
"Bake it up! Once you've finished it, your majesty will be ready..."
After looking at Yu Ziqi, who had nothing to do with him, He Xiangxu and Lin Yuyang exchanged sad and angry looks.
This lasted for a full hour. Except for Yu Ziqi, who had already expressed his position, he was fine and went about approving the chapter. From time to time, he could drink tea and look at the embarrassment of his two colleagues. He Xiangxu and Lin Yuyang were simply overwhelmed.
Disturbed and dizzy.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Around the same time, the eunuch Tong Xian almost made He Xiangxu shout with a loud shout, and Lin Yuyang and Lin Yuyang were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.
"Huh?"
The Emperor of the Wei Dynasty stepped into the Chui Gong Hall and was a little surprised when he saw his son Zhao Hongrun still in the hall.
"Am I not allowed to let you in?"
"Eh?" Zhao Hongrun pretended to be surprised and said in shock: "Father, the emperor did not allow the emperor to come in? The emperor thought that some minister with the same name as the emperor had offended the emperor, so the emperor did not allow him to come in.
Come in!"
Zhao Yuanci rolled his eyes, waved his hand and said politely: "You are so ridiculous! I am not in the mood to argue with you today...get out!"
"Oh." Zhao Hongrun curled his lips in dismay and was about to bend down.
Zhao Yuanci was shocked when he saw it and asked: "You... what are you going to do?"
I saw Zhao Hongrun with a look of surprise on his face: "Didn't the emperor tell the emperor to "get out"? The emperor is the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, and he speaks with eloquent words. Since the emperor told the emperor to "get out", the emperor
All I can do is get out."
"You!" Zhao Yuanxi suddenly became angry and said in his heart: In front of three ministers of the Central Committee and in front of all the guards outside the palace, are you going to do this with me? You are only fourteen years old, so it doesn't matter.
Where to put your face?
"Get out, get out!" Zhao Yuanci pointed to the outside of the hall and said.
"Should you get out? Or should you walk out?" Zhao Hongrun looked confused.
Zhao Yuansi was so angry that he wanted to tell his naughty son to go away, but he didn't dare to say the word "go away". He estimated that if he really said the word "go away", this shameless little bastard might really
will roll out.
By that time, the royal family surnamed Zhao would have been completely disgraced by this brat.
"Walk... get out! Get out!" Zhao Yuanxi pointed to the outside of the palace with a stern face and scolded angrily.
"Father, don't be angry. Being angry will hurt your liver...Okay, okay, your Majesty, leave now."
Zhao Hongrun left with a smile.
Everyone in the palace watched this scene with amazement. During this period, Lin Yuyang smiled bitterly and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, it will not be a problem if this continues."
Zhao Yuanci slowly walked behind the dragon case and sat down, calming his mind: "My dear friends, don't be anxious. In a few days, that traitor will not be so leisurely! ... Don't look at how he dances happily these days.
Give it some time, huh!"
The implication is that Zhao Yuanxi wanted to say that in a few days, when Zhao Hongrun runs out of silver, this kid will no longer be able to dance. By then, the Emperor of Wei will have plenty of opportunities to discipline him.
"It seems that His Majesty is planning to spend time with His Highness the Eighth Prince... This will really make us miserable."
He Xiangxu and Lin Yuyang looked at each other, but they stopped talking.
"Tong Xian." Zhao Yuanxi handed a brush dipped in ink to Tong Xian.
Tong Xian understood the idea, took the brush respectfully, walked outside the hall, and added the word "Zhao" in front of the paper "Hongrun is not allowed to enter".
"Zhao Hongrun is not allowed to enter!"
However, after today's events, Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu and Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Lin Yuyang no longer had any hope for the effectiveness of this piece of paper.
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