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Chapter 5 Ancestors (2)

"Erlang..." Zhao Zhen picked up Zhao Xin and put him on his knees, then glanced at the prime minister, and then asked softly: "Aye heard that Erlang just composed a poem?" The others followed.

The ministers who came in together with the officials immediately straightened up, pricked up their ears, widened their glasses, and looked at little Zhao Xin carefully, refusing to miss any detail.

That naked, direct gaze made Zhao Xin very uncomfortable.

But he can only accept it.

Because this is the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty!

The ministers of the Han and Tang dynasties kept a "respectful distance" from the family affairs of the royal family, fearing that if someone accidentally got involved in the intricate internal strife of the emperor's family, he would end up in a disgraceful end.

Then, the civil servants of the Song Dynasty went to another extreme when it came to matters within the royal family.

They will try their best to interfere in the royal family affairs!

To the extent that some ministers regard intervening in the internal affairs of the royal family as their own business.

The Confucian concept of cultivating one's moral character, regulating one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world has become an important part of the actual political life in the Song Dynasty.

During the Song Dynasty, the family, the country, and the world gradually became one.

Just like what the Duke of Shen, Lu Yijian, said in the middle of the Ming Dynasty when he faced the late Empress Dowager Zhang Xian and Mingsu: I will treat the prime minister as he is guilty, and there will be no wrongdoing in internal and external affairs!

I am the prime minister! State affairs and the emperor's family affairs are all within my scope of work. There is nothing I cannot interfere with and nothing is taboo!

And this is also the ancestral family law!

Moreover, this was the basis clearly stated in Taizu Zhao Kuangyin’s founding edict: when the family was transformed into a country, Hong En should be transferred to the Huan District.

Zhao Xin, who has had a lifetime of experience, understands it very well.

In fact, the current civil servants of the Song Dynasty are relatively rule-abiding and reserved.

As time goes by, the frequency and intensity of these guys' interference in the emperor's family affairs will continue to increase.

For example, Zhao Xin was bedridden in his old age in his previous life.

The ministers then wanted to interfere with which concubine the prince slept with at night...

A thousand times in his heart, the reality only lasted a moment. Zhao Xin smiled sweetly and replied: "Yes, Aye!"

"Erlang had a dream, and there was an old man in the dream who took Erlang to many places..."

"Yeah?" Zhao Zhen frowned.

In front of him, the ministers all raised their heads and looked straight at Zhao Xin who was in Zhao Zhen's arms. Doubts suddenly appeared in their expressions!

The Duke of Shou in front of Cuofei is less than two years old now.

I'm afraid, they will suspect that someone is secretly instigating and instigating.

After all, in ancient history, the four-year-old golden house in Han Dynasty was a typical case.

Zhao Xin ignored it and still said in an extremely innocent tone: "Yes! In the dream, Lao Yeye asked Erlang to call him Yeye, and Erlang called him. Yeye was very happy and took Erlang everywhere to play!"

"Later, Lao Yeye said that Erlang should go home, so he took Erlang to the home of a red-bearded Lao Yeye. When the red-bearded Lao Yeye saw Erlang, he said that Erlang was a good boy, so he touched Erlang's head.

Erlang is back!"

"Then, as soon as Erlang opened his eyes, he knew a lot of things and understood a lot of truths, so he wrote a poem!"

As he said this, Zhao Xin suddenly sat down on his father's knees in a serious manner, facing the ministers, expressionless, and recited extremely coldly: "Sitting alone in the pond like a tiger roosting, nourishing my spirit under the shade tree, spring comes and I don't want to

If you speak first, which insect dares to speak up?!"

After reciting the poem, Zhao Xin opened his eyes, looked at his father expectantly, and asked: "Ah, what do you think of Erlang's poem?"

As Zhao Zhen listened, his body couldn't help but tremble a little, and his legs even shook a little.

Having said this, he knew that his beloved son had truly achieved destiny and the apocalypse!

Because he remembered very clearly that before his son got sick, he was just an ordinary child.

Not to mention writing poetry, I can't even speak clearly, I can only say "Aye", "Empress", and express some very simple emotions.

But now, Aiko speaks clearly, has clear logic, smooth thinking, and can even compose poetry!

And he wrote such a domineering poem!

But the ministers looked at each other and frowned even more tightly.

"The white jade capital in the sky, the five cities on the 12th floor, the immortal caressing my head, tying my hair and receiving immortality..." Lu Yijian sighed suddenly, and then said: "The Duke is so lucky..."

Then, he took a step forward, bowed slightly, and asked with a smile: "My lord, I am brave enough to ask my lord if he still remembers the appearance of the old man in the dream?"

"I remember it all!" Zhao Xin, who had been waiting for a long time, said immediately and innocently.

"Good!" Lu Yijian nodded, then turned to look at a colleague present, and said with a smile: "Privy Secretary Du, I have always heard of the Privy Council's painting and calligraphy, and I am also very good at it. I dare to ask the Privy Council to paint the person of the Duke's dream..."

As a result, everyone's eyes and eyes were focused on one person.

He was an official who was probably slightly older than Lu Yijian. Although he had white hair and age spots on his face, he was seven feet tall, had a strong back and a strong waist, and was of extraordinary appearance.

"Privy Minister Du?" Zhao Xin looked at the man and thought in her heart: "Du Yan, Deputy Privy Councilor?"

There is probably only one high-ranking official named Du in the court today.

And he is just like Lu Yijian, Zhang Dexiang, Yan Shu and others, not an ordinary bureaucrat!

Rather, he is a civil servant with real talents and talents.

Let's put it this way, in later film and television dramas, the image of Bao Qingtian may not be without the shadow of Privy Du.

In other words, compared to Mr. Bao who is still in Duanzhou today, this Deputy Privy Envoy may be more in line with the image of Mr. Qingtian in movies and TV series!

As a Jinshi in the first year of Dazhong Xiangfu, Du Yan has been working hard in the local area since he became an official.

As far as Zhao Xin knows, he started his career as an official in Yangzhou. He has known Qian, Yang, Tianxiong, Yongxing, and other states and armies. He has always been fighting on the front line of criminal litigation and judicial fields in the Song Dynasty, and he is

He is famous for his ability to solve cases, especially for redressing people's injustices.

Moreover, Du Yan not only solved cases like a god, but also acted as an honest official.

His herdsmen are also good at governing.

Especially when it comes to economics, there are few people in the world who are better than him.

The Changpingcang plan currently being implemented in the Song Dynasty was created by Du Yan!

Besides being an official, Du Yan is most famous for his calligraphy and painting skills.

Although he is not as good as those top contemporary masters of national painting, he is still a king player who stands out from the crowd in this court.

In this palace, there is no more suitable candidate than Du Yan.

After all, he is a civil servant himself, and his character and ethics are absolutely trustworthy.

It is absolutely impossible to lie for the royal family and help some people to make a false name.

But Du Yan himself glanced at Zhao Xin's father, Zhao Zhen, hesitantly.

Unlike Lu Yijian, Zhang Dexiang and others, Du Yan had no interest in intervening in the internal affairs of the royal family.

When Zhao Zhen saw this situation, he immediately smiled and said: "Du Qing, please let go and do something!"

"I obey the order!" Du Yan immediately laughed. Since even the officials had no objections, he naturally had no scruples.

So, under Zhao Zhen's order, eunuchs immediately brought pens, inks, paper, inkstones and easels.

Du Yan splashed ink and began to paint according to Zhao Xin's description in front of everyone.

While painting, he also asked Zhao Xin carefully about many details.

Zhao Xin answered every question raised by Du Yan very fluently, and even pointed out a few minor mistakes that Du Yan made when drawing.

Du Yan, on the other hand, became more frightened the more he painted, and the more he listened, the more shocked he became.

So much so that when he reached the end, his hand holding the pen was trembling.

Finally, half an hour later, Du Yan completed his painting.

Everyone immediately came closer to see the image of the man in Duke Shou's dream.

But after just one glance, everyone, including the current official Zhao Zhen, had already knelt down in front of the easel.

"I will bow my head and pay homage to my Majesty, Emperor Xuanzu Zhaowu!"

The old man painted on the easel has a round face with a slight beard, thick eyebrows, large and round earlobes, and bright eyes.

Who else could it be if he were not the ancestor of the Song Dynasty, Taizu, the father of Emperor Taizong, the Taiwei of the Later Zhou Dynasty, the military governor of the Wuqing Army, and Zhao Hongyin, the Emperor Xuanzu Zhaowu who was posthumously named by Emperor Taizu?

So, wait until the monarch and his ministers all stand up.

The way everyone looked at Zhao Xin had obviously changed.

Because each of them was extremely convinced that the young Aiko (Shou Guogong) had never seen the portrait of Seonjo enshrined in the Seonjo Temple.

Because the last time I went to Gong County, Henan Province to respectfully invite the gods and portraits of Emperor Xuanzu and Queen Mother Zhaoxiandu back to Bianjing, Duke Shou was not yet born!

Even if someone had described the appearance of Seonjo's portrait in front of Duke Shou, with the memory and expression ability of two years old, he would never be able to restore it so completely!

Therefore, in everyone's mind, there is only one truth - Duke Shou (my son) really dreamed of Seonjo!

This is really...

"The ancestors are holy! The ancestors have spirits!" As an official, Zhao Zhen patted his chest, faced the Yong'an Mausoleum and bowed again: "Unworthy descendants must choose an auspicious day and a good time to personally lead the civil and military ministers to go to the mausoleum of His Majesty to express their gratitude.

Your Majesty protects and takes care of your descendants!"

This is a big deal!

That’s a good thing too!

What a happy event!

As for authenticity?

Of course no one will doubt it!

There is no way, let alone today's era. In a thousand years, the Chinese people still believe that the spirits of their ancestors will bless and protect future generations, turn misfortune into good luck, and make misfortune auspicious!

And this happened at this time.

For the Song Dynasty, it was also a shot in the arm!

It was just used to cover up the defeat at Mikawaguchi last year, and at the same time it was used to encourage and cheer up the people all over the world.

Therefore, it is not just the official Zhao Zhen.

The ministers were basically beaming with joy.


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