Gao Lishi suddenly felt speechless in his heart. Don't always compare him to Zhang Jiuling. The old man Zhang Jiuling has been dead for many years. Why is the saint still thinking about him?
He lowered his head and smiled implicitly, and replied to the emperor: "My demeanor is slightly inferior to Zhang Jiuling's, but my loyalty far exceeds him."
The emperor nodded and said: "Yes, it's possible. Hermit, you can ask him to come to the palace to see me in the future. I recall the past when Taizong was in Luo. When he went to Duanmen, he saw new Jinshi marching out. He said happily: "The heroes of the world have entered my palace.
!" Now I am starting the Spring Festival and summoning all the poor men from all over the world to enter the palace. This is in response to Taizong's previous move, to gather the world's heroes into my palace."
Li Linfu, who was sitting opposite Gao Lishi, forced a smile, but felt unusually unhappy in his heart. He had been with the emperor for more than ten years and thought he was loyal and highly valued, but his ears were still affected by the emperor's long words.
Stimulate.
Li Longji often uses the three words Zhang Jiuling as an analogy. Even if the other person is unintentional, he can't help but feel sour in his heart. Wasn't Zhang Jiuling replaced by me? What do you mean by always talking about his demeanor? Could it be that you are treating me
Not satisfied?
The Right Prime Minister could only hide this dissatisfaction in his heart. He stood up with the wine cup in both hands, held it in front of his chest and said with a smile: "Sage, the Spring Imperial Examination selects the most talented people from all over the world to take the Chang'an Examination. I must be strict."
Check and select real talents for the saints, and prevent those who seek fame and reputation from fishing in troubled waters."
"Very good!" Li Longji happily responded to the Prime Minister with a glass of wine: "Ge Nu has always been fair in dealing with things. I am especially relieved. I must strictly control the situation and select the real talents for the Tang Dynasty.
"Here."
The monarchs and ministers in the palace were half-drinking, and the emperor was a little tired, so he went down to rest with the help of Concubine Mei. Gao Lishi folded his hands and left.
The two of them exited the palace gate. Li Linfu raised his hands to Gao Lishi and said with a smile: "The general has made more and more friends recently, and even a talkative Confucian scholar like Lu Lun can talk to him."
"There is no way," Gao Lishi said meaningfully: "Lu Lun Sheng Yuanbo has a reputation for talent, but he has no chance to be reused. Our family is around the saint all day long. We can't just share our worries with the saint, but also resolve them.
We should be sad, otherwise the saint would have no use for us."
Li Linfu laughed dryly and said: "Is there a shortage of talents around the saint? Is there a shortage of talents in the court? There is no shortage. There are even many people who are just trying to make up the numbers. I think the biggest problem in our Datang Dynasty is to accept many people who think they are talented.
Entering the court will not only harm these people, but also harm the court."
Gao Lishi smiled conspiratorially: "I didn't expect that the Right Prime Minister would have such insight. Our family has experienced it today."
Li Linfu also smiled and retorted: "You and I have worked together in the DPRK and China for many years. You should know best who I am. Why should the two of us hide it?"
The two old foxes laughed heartily in front of the palace, then each clasped hands and said goodbye.
Li Linfu walked out of the palace gate alone along the Dragon's Tail Road. After a few patrolling palace guards with halberds left, the resentment hidden in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he began to vent his words in a low voice to the empty palace wall.
: "From the twenty-fourth year of the lunar calendar to now, I have been your prime minister for twelve years! I have been conscientious and hard-working, and I have done all the work myself. I have allowed you to get rid of the government and be at ease. As a result, I am worse than dead here."
Zhang Jiuling failed! What kind of imperial examination are you going to hold? Do you think I am not qualified to be your prime minister? Are you going to replace me?"
He confided his innermost words to the air, and suddenly he felt much better. He began to figure out how to deal with the three thousand students who entered Chang'an. These were talented people selected from all over the Tang Dynasty, and there were two of them among them.
Stunning and talented person.
Emperor Li Longji personally selected talents based on visual inspection and feeling, and there were no specific standards. This was extremely unreliable for Li Linfu. So he clearly knew that this Spring Imperial Examination was for him.
Nurture opponents so he can never allow this to happen.
He began to think about ways to eliminate competitors from the root. Eliminate the talented ones and select a few stupid mediocre people? He might have thought so before, but now what he cares about most are those officials who are not afraid of death and some
Those with ulterior motives try to find him everywhere and give him a fatal blow. He will not give them such an opportunity. Isn't the biggest problem of the scientific examination is that it is unfair? Then he will give fairness to everyone and treat all these self-righteous talents.
Eliminate them and see what else they have to say.
Li Linfu's idea at this moment was bold and strange, but he believed that this was the most reliable choice, and it was not unfounded. First of all, his power in the court had reached its maximum, and his opponents had no other use than their words.
, Secondly, the scientific examination that the emperor is convening is purely on a whim. After this period of time passes, he will no longer lament the decline of talents.
With this thought in mind, he soon arrived outside the Jinwu Guard Courtyard. The servants at home had prepared the carriage. Li Linfu walked into the carriage with the help of the servants.
"drive!"
The coachman sat on the shaft and waved his whip, and the wheels brought up a cloud of loess, passed through the opening of Zhuque Gate, and headed towards Pingkangfang along the straight road.
Li Linfu's mansion has two main entrances, one is in the square of Pingkang Square, and the other is directly at the entrance of the square wall. This is a benefit only for officials of third grade and above, so that he does not need to go to court every morning.
Detour around the square and go directly to the main road after exiting the gate, quickly leading to Xingqing Palace in the south or Daming Palace in the east.
Yan Xiaosi sent four soldiers to guard near these two doors. Of course, there are other back doors to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and there are even tunnels leading to other places, but under normal circumstances, his daily activities are through these two doors.
They saw with their own eyes the Xiangfu's carriage entering the gate. One of them quickly ran to notify Yan Xiaosi and General Li, while the other continued to guard the gate.
…
Li Siye had a lot of leisure time in the backyard. During the day, he would sleep and read in his room, and at night he would go to the brothel in Pingkangfang to drink and relax with some officials from the DPRK and the Central Government. In fact, this was a public relations exercise to build relationships.
People can see it. The person invited the day before yesterday was the imperial censor, Zhongcheng Wang, and the person present was Xue Juju, a famous prostitute from Pingkangfang, and there were five or six beautiful dancers singing and dancing.
This all-night party cost him fifty Sasanian gold coins. Of course it was worth it. This simple and crude public relations strategy of money, wine, and beautiful women to clear the way was very effective for these lustful officials, etc.
After dismantling the peripheral members of the Right Prime Minister's Party one by one, it will be much easier to capture the core figures.
He lay down on the ground and dozed off with the scroll in hand, recharging his energy for another attack tonight. He invited another cool official Luo Xixi. This person's reputation was also famous enough. He heard that he could stop children from crying at night, but
Compared with the cruel officials in the period of Empress Wu, such as Zhou Xinglai and Junchen, they still pale into insignificance.
Yan Xiaosi's voice came from outside the door: "Zhongcheng, the right prime minister has returned home!"
Li Siye was immediately in high spirits, and at the same time he was filled with nervousness and excitement. This was the first time he had faced the great enemy in life, and also the first time he had faced the legendary traitor who spoke sweetly but was a swordsman.
He immediately threw down the scroll in his hand and said: "I ordered people to pick up our gifts and set off to visit you at the Prime Minister's Mansion."