Walking into the imperial city from Xuandemen, the majestic Daqing Palace came into view. After looking up at the majestic palace, Fu Bi turned his head and headed east, and soon a wide corridor appeared in front of him.
Many officials came and went in the corridor like a school of migrating fish.
Fu Bi adjusted his clothes slightly, and then walked into the corridor.
"You are right..." When many officials they knew met Fu Bi, they quickly stepped aside and saluted slightly to show respect.
However, this respect was given to his official position, Zhijianyuan Youzhengyan, rather than to him personally.
Therefore, most people just bowed in a hurry and ran away as if they were fleeing.
But Fu Bi didn't take it seriously. He still walked in the corridor with his head held high.
He had already anticipated today's situation and accepted it happily.
After exiting the cloister and walking north along the side street, the Privy Council came into view.
"You Zhengyan..." A Privy Council official was already waiting here: "Yuantai is in the south hall, and I have ordered my subordinates to come and greet Zhengyan!"
"Thank you!" Fu Bi bowed his hands slightly, and then followed the official through the main entrance of the Privy Council. When he exited the south door, a palace appeared in front of him.
Here, more officials and generals were coming and going, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
Because this is the South Hall.
The wartime command center of the Song Empire.
Now, the Westerners are rampant and arrogant, and the Liao people are ready to take action. Therefore, the country's focus has completely shifted to the military.
The two governments not only need to face the attack of the Western Lu, but also need to deal with and neutralize the threat from the Liao people in the north.
Both Prime Minister Lu Yijian and the Privy Council were under great pressure.
The South Hall has become a busier institution than the Political Hall.
Under the guidance of the official, Fu Bi walked through the noisy and busy front yard of the South Hall and arrived at the entrance of the back Yamen.
At this time, matters are being discussed here.
Therefore, Fu Bi could only wait at the door.
However, not long after, someone came out and said to Fu Bi: "Yuantai heard that Zhengyan is here, please come in and listen!"
Fu Bi laughed and said: "It's a beautiful idea in the middle hall, but it's disrespectful. I will obey it!"
He is an admonisher in Taiwan. According to the system, there is nothing that he cannot listen to and see, and there is nothing that he cannot say and criticize!
So, under the guidance of that person, he stepped into the yamen.
As soon as he entered the door, Fu Bi found that all the ministers and consuls present turned their heads and looked at him with strange eyes.
This made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he respectfully bowed his hands and bowed again: "I am the official Fu Bi. I have met all of you Ming Gongs!"
"The right words come just in time!" Prime Minister Lu Yijian, who was sitting at the top and presiding over the meeting, suddenly stood up and smiled at Fu Bi: "I was just talking to my soldiers about the right words!"
Sitting opposite Lu Yijian, Zhi Privy Council Zhang Dexiang nodded with a smile.
Fu Bi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, because the two palaces of the Song Dynasty had never been harmonious.
On the contrary, the struggle between the two governments never ends.
Especially after the Xilu were conquered, the two houses fought bloody battles for peace, offense and defense, and blame-shifting.
The previous prime ministers of the two governments also died together. Only then did Lu Yijian become Prime Minister again, and only with Zhang Dexiang ascending to the throne did the two governments in the South Hall gather for discussion.
However, the struggle between the two governments did not stop because of the departure of the former prime minister, governors and envoys.
On the contrary, it is getting worse.
Lu Yijian, Duke of Shen State, had a tough attitude towards the Western thieves and advocated an all-out attack to defeat the thieves. However, knowing that the Privy Council's rules were in favor of defense and did not advocate active attack, Du Yan, the deputy envoy to the Privy Council, even stated in front of the officials that he would take a chance.
As for the matter of marching the country, there has never been a winner since ancient times, and we are firmly opposed to taking the initiative to attack.
Song Chu, who was attending the political affairs office, argued with each other vigorously. The two sides fought from the front of the emperor to the political affairs hall, and then from the political affairs hall to the south hall.
It can almost be said that the face has been torn apart.
But now, the governors and ministers of the two governments, who were already fighting fiercely, were sitting together, waiting for him with pleasant faces?
What's happening here?
Fu Bi was puzzled.
"Zhengyan, sit down and talk!" Zhang Dexiang smiled and squinted his eyes, like a Maitreya Buddha.
So someone brought a chair and invited Fu Bi to sit down.
This made Fu Bi so flattered that he even felt the bottom of his buttocks burning. He cautiously raised his buttocks, not daring to raise his head, and raised his hands to face the ministers who were above him. The consuls asked: "I am frightened.
I wonder what your orders are, sir?"
"Zhengyan, don't be in a hurry..." Zhang Dexiang said with a smile: "I specially invited Zhengyan here today because I have something good to discuss with Zhengyan!"
Zhang Dexiang gently picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip of the tea brought from his hometown, then closed his eyes and asked leisurely: "Did anyone hear the truth about what happened in Chunfang last night?"
Fu Bi immediately sprung up like clockwork and asked: "My soldier... are the rumors true?"
Last night, the officials and the prime ministers and ministers went into the prison together to visit Duke Shou.
Immediately, the officials and ministers had a banquet at Shengping Tower.
It is said that last night there was a rare sound of singing, dancing, silk, bamboo and wind music in Shengpinglou, and even the officials were drunk.
Then, today, various stories and legends appeared among officials throughout Bianjing.
Some people say that Duke Shou was blessed by his ancestors and Emperor Xuanzu personally took action to save him.
Some people also say that Duke Shou wrote a poem after he woke up, which fully demonstrated the magnanimity and courage of the holy king. All the eunuchs and palace people at home and abroad bowed their heads in worship.
There are also many alchemists and monks who have said with certainty that someone has come to Beijing from Gong County, Henan Province. According to them, the Yong'an Mausoleum in Gong County has been blooming with fragrant grass, pines and cypresses for more than a month, and there are good people there.
People conclude that this ancestor has a spirit and protects the clan, and the country will be blessed!
As a Taiwan admonishment officer, Fu Bi naturally paid attention to these developments early on.
However, since Duke Shou fell ill in the late first month of the first lunar month, similar legends and stories have been told hundreds of times in Bianjing City and among the tile market fences.
Just two days ago, Empress Cao went to Daxiangguo Temple to offer incense. In the afternoon of that day, there were rumors such as "the Duke of Shou has passed away" and "the official family was in tears".
Therefore, Fu Bi didn't pay much attention to it.
However, now, the heads of the two governments and the governors specially summoned him to specifically ask him about this matter.
Fu Bi immediately understood that the rumors among the people were probably inseparable.
That Lord Shou, is the future of the country really great?!
Fu Bi couldn't help clenching his fists, feeling a little happy.
"Although the rumors in the market have always been absurd..." Zhang Dexiang squinted his eyes and said in a slightly Fujian dialect: "But sometimes, they tell the truth..."
"As Zhengyan knows, the Duke is indeed well!"
"Last night, I, Yuantai and other officials and officials visited the Duke and saw that the Duke was intelligent and quick, and his body was peaceful..."
Having said this, Zhang Dexiang waved his hand, and an official handed a piece of white paper to Fu Bi.
"Let's take a look at the poem that the Duke recited after he woke up last night!" Zhang Dexiang said calmly.
Fu Bi then lowered his head and looked at the paper in front of him.
"Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger roosting, nourishing the spirit under the shade of trees..." Fu Bi whispered, and the waves in his heart were rolling: "If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect dares to speak?!"
"Is this poem... really written by the Duke?" Fu Bi was shocked and confused.
Since ancient times, poetry has been used to express aspirations, and songs have been used to express feelings.
Fu Bi himself was a lover of poetry, so he could naturally appreciate the boldness and boldness contained in this seven-character quatrain and feel the kingly demeanor that hit his face.
But the problem is...
Duke Shou is only two years old!
The ancient Gan Luo paid homage to the prime minister at the age of eight, which was already a miracle and cannot be replicated.
"Indeed!" Zhang Dexiang nodded and replied.
Opposite him, Lu Yijian also nodded in agreement: "There is no need to doubt the truth of this matter. We have seen this and confirmed that it is absolutely not false!"
At this point, Lu Yijian raised his lips and said slightly proudly: "The Holy Lord has descended from heaven. This is my sign of the resurgence of the Song Dynasty..."
The other rulers also looked excited.
Especially the government officials, all of whom raised their eyebrows to the sky.
This made Fu Bi look a little worried.
Because, he has realized that this matter may be used by the government and become an important weight in the offensive strategy that Shen Guogong strongly requires.
The Holy Lord descended from heaven?
God bless the Song Dynasty, and God’s destiny is mine.
Of course, we cannot be polite to traitors and rebellious ministers. We must drive the king's army to Lingzhou and capture Zhao Yuanhao in Xingqing!
But it happened that Fu Bi and his friends were the main defenders.
This is a bit embarrassing.
Fu Bi looked at Zhang Dexiang, Du Yan and other officials in the Privy Council, but saw that Zhang Dexiang and others were all drinking tea with their heads down and saying nothing.
So he knew that the two governments had reached an agreement on this matter.
In other words, he and his friends.
Fan Zhongyan, Yin Zhu, Tian Kuang, Ding Du, Zhang Fangping... were all abandoned.
The offensive and defensive battle that has been debated in the court since December last year is about to end.
The country is about to fully support the offensive strategy!
But, can we attack now?
Do you have the capital to attack?
Are the troops, resources, and intelligence prepared?
Fu Bi knew that there was no one!
For a time, You Zhengyan was worried and no longer as excited and happy as he had been when he heard that Duke Shou had recovered.
Zhang Dexiang raised his eyes slightly and saw Fu Bi's expression. He smiled knowingly, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said softly: "You know Zhengyan, why did Yuantai, I, and the other princes specially summon Zhengyan now?"
When Fu Bi heard this, he also frowned in confusion.
yes!
He is just an admonishing officer, only in the seventh rank, and even the Fei Yi Fish Bag was 'borrowed'.
Even if he is the son-in-law of the third minister, there is no need for the ministers of the two governments to specially summon him to inform him of this matter.
At most, the government could send a written introduction to him.
If he wanted to know the truth and facts, he, as the Taiwanese admonishment officer, would have to go to Zhongshu Provincial Government in person and find the living room official or relevant officials to check the documents.
"Because..." Zhang Dexiang's voice suddenly sounded in Fu Bi's ears: "Today the Duke specifically mentioned the right words!"
"If the state has loyal ministers and the family has loyal servants, the country will be safe!"
"The Duke of this country asked Xu Yuan to speak correctly..."
"The right words are upright, and the Duke of the country knows it..." Zhang Dexiang said with half envy and half approval: "I think there will be a place for right words in the two palaces in the future!"
Fu Bi's mind was buzzing and confused.
I felt my heartbeat was pounding, my breathing was short, and my mind was blank.
His mind was completely occupied by those twelve words - if the state has ministers and the family has loyal servants, the country will be safe!
Almost subconsciously, Fu Bi knew immediately that Zhang Dexiang was right!
His promotion is already a certainty!
And, it will be soon!
People inside and outside the two governments, as well as the government and the public, will take the initiative to help pave the way for him and clear the way for him.
There is almost no doubt that one will be promoted to the rank of Councilor or Deputy Privy Envoy before the age of forty.
Why?
The Zhengchen who was praised by Duke Shou, who dared to stop him from being promoted? Aren't you afraid of being judged by others?
only……
Why?
why me?
Fu Bi had many questions in his heart.
But no one could give him the answer, so he could only look for help at Zhang Dexiang, who was standing above him, hoping that the elder could give him some advice.
Zhang Dexiang did not disappoint Fu Bi.
The soldier looked at the Prime Minister Lu Yijian who was sitting opposite him, and then said: "An hour ago, fellow practitioner Guo Zhen, who was in charge of daily life, sent the official's words and deeds during the past two days to the Privy Council and the Government Hall..."
Fu Bi listened attentively, not daring to miss a word.
"This is a copy copied by the Privy Council..." Zhang Dexiang waved his hand, and someone immediately sent a pamphlet to Fu Bi: "Let's read it first, and then we will talk after reading it..."
Fu Bi nodded, then solemnly opened the booklet in front of him and read it carefully.
This reading set off a storm in Fu Bi's heart.
When he woke up and recited poems, Emperor Xuanjo fell into a dream, and the emperor was inspired to take action...
The scenes that only existed in legends and stories in the past have become reality.
And then when Empress Cao said before her, "Your body, hair, and skin are given to you by your parents, so you don't dare to damage them lightly, let alone the empress who gave them to you." The image of Duke Shou's benevolence and filial piety was vividly displayed on the page.
After Empress Cao left, she questioned Wang Shougui and forced him to apologize, which showed the Duke's skill and wisdom.
Especially the last sentence: In this way, I can rest assured! If the state has ministers and the family has loyal servants, the country will be safe!
Fu Bi's heart was racing and he was extremely excited when he saw it.
Isn’t this what literary men and women pursue?
The Holy Lord of Mingzhu is really the Holy Lord of Mingzhu!
Da Song is saved!
The world is saved!
When Fu Bi was feeling excited, he heard Zhang Dexiang say: "Zhengyan, now you know why we specially invited Zhengyan here, right?"
"The ancestors manifested themselves as saints, and the saints were created by nature. This is a blessing to the country and a blessing to the world!"
"However..." Zhang Dexiang suddenly stood up: "To make Mencius a wise man, Meng's mother had to move her home three times to support Mencius. The so-called red is closer to red, and black is closer to ink..."
"The Duke of Shou is the foundation of the country and bears the weight of the world..."
"Since Zhengyan has gained the respect of the Duke, I should get closer to him in the future to guide the Duke's words and deeds..."
Fu Bi then bowed respectfully and bowed to the chief inspector: "I would like to serve as a disciple of my army, Yuantai, and Li Minggong!"
Note: There were many titles for prime ministers in the Song Dynasty. Yuantai and Zhongtang were the more common titles. Of course, the most common title was Xianggong~
The head of the Privy Council is generally called the chief minister or the prime minister.