As usual, Zhao Xu has been copying copybooks in the East Pavilion of Funing Hall today.

This is a hobby and a habit. I have persisted for three lifetimes and have become his daily routine.

At this moment, he was copying Yan Zhenqing's "Appointment Post".

Feng Jing tiptoed to him and reported in a low voice: "Everyone Guo Sheren beg for a meeting..."

Zhao Xu was calm and continued to copy the copybook, and asked casually: "What's wrong with Tongjiansi?"

"Guo Sheren said that the censors all arrived at the Neidong Gate..." Feng Jing said tremblingly: "It is said that he wants to detain the Que-faced Saint..."

"I also said that if everyone doesn't see them, they will kneel down under the Neidong Gate..."

Zhao Xu then put down his pen, looked at Feng Jing, and asked, "This is Kouque!"

Things like dequeue are sued by the superior level, and even in modern times, similar things are very serious political events.

Of course, Zhao Xu needs to take a serious and serious look.

"Guo Sheren said, why did the censors come to deduct the que?"

"I heard from everyone, Guo Sheren said... The censors are asking to meet everyone, and the prince-in-law is not doing anything..."

Zhao Xu listened, and said with a stern face, "You go and tell the people Guo Sheren and order the people to go to Xiaoyu and the censors..."

"Just say, I know, please go back first!"

Feng Jing raised his head and looked at Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu waved his hand and said, "Why don't you go quickly?"

Watching Feng Jing's back as he was panicked and gone, Zhao Xu pursed his lips.

At this moment, for some reason, Zhao Xu remembered Su Shi.

I still remember that the previous life was probably the same time, right?

After the Miying Pavilion lecture, every time it was Su Shi's turn to preach, he would whisper to Zhao Xu alone for a while.

The content of the whisper is basically how the wise monarchs of all dynasties killed ministers.

To summarize the content of the bearded man, you can roughly organize it into the following title - "On How to Safely Kill the Prime Minister/Reign/Uncle/Uncle/Uncle/Brother".

From the Spring and Autumn Period to the Tang Dynasty, each case is vivid and detailed.

And strategies, including but not limited to - fishing law enforcement, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, launching a sudden attack, and a palace coup...

Thinking of this, Zhao Xu shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity... there is no one suitable for the Song Dynasty system..."

...

After hearing Feng Jing's words, Guo Zhongxiao hesitated for a moment, swallowed the words to his mouth, bowed to the east study in Funing Palace and said, "I will obey the moral voice!"

Then, he returned to the Neidong Gate in a tangled manner and looked at the censors who were still lying under the Neidong Gate.

These law enforcement officers wearing a shaved crown.

Guo Zhongxiao cleared his throat and said to them: "My dear Ming, the emperor has virtue and praise!"

Everyone crawled together, motionless, and only kowtowed: "I will listen to the teachings of morality and music!"

"Emperor Deyin: I understand, please wait and go back first!"

All the censors were instantly furious!

Wang Wei reacted immediately and kowtowed: "Please forgive me, I dare not obey the imperial edict!"

In his heart, Wang Xu silently recited Fan Zhongyan's "Lingwu Fu", and then bowed again with a full breath: "Please tell Your Majesty..."

"Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, he has appointed his ministers and opened up a way of speech. All the world is happy. Everyone is excited by the country's wise ruler..."

"I am now in the morning and please contact me..."

"If Your Majesty does not summon me, I am afraid that the world will think that Your Majesty will not accept advice from me..."

"This hurts Your Majesty's virtue and harms the reputation of the country!"

"And if this is the case, from then on, Fuhe asked to answer and then he was defeated!"

"If there is another major event in the country the next day, but Your Majesty will not be allowed to speak out!"

"I would like to ask Your Majesty to listen to my words and read the memorials and commentaries!"

As he said that, Wang Wei took out a written memorial from his arms and held it in his hand.

The other censors also took out a memorial from their arms and held it in their hands.

More than a dozen censors and more than a dozen law enforcement officers wearing Xie Zhu crowns knelt under the Neidong Gate and raised their hands to memorials.

Already heard the sound of the wind and heard the news, Huang Wei, a daily man who came here, saw this scene and felt his blood was overwhelmed.

He didn't care about anything else, so he took paper and pen to record quickly under the Neidong Gate.

Like him, Zhang Shangying, the secretary of the Chongwen Academy, also started recording with a pen.

Of course, the records of both sides are slightly deviated.

Moreover, over time, the more deviations the records of these two sides from facts in terms of words, words and narratives.

Later on, even the names and sorts of participants began to be confused.

Different versions and eras are different.

All I can say is that history is so interesting.

Of course, at this time, whether it is Huang or Zhang Shangying, their records are generally the same.

At least there is not much difference between the specific process and the characters of the matter.

The difference is just the difference in terms of wording and terminology.

...

Mr. Lu listened quietly and sent someone to inquire about the news to report on the incident.

After hearing the introduction, he frowned and asked his left and right: "Why don't the censors know about impeachment of the prince-consort?"

The left and right were trembling, and no one dared to answer the conversation.

Lu Gongzhu also knew that this answer was destined to be impossible.

Because there are hundreds of secret bullet stamps piled up at the emperor.

No one knows the content of these chapters.

Only when it is occasionally "leaked" will the court officials suddenly realize that - Oh, it turns out that someone has been impeached!

Seeing that the left and right were not talking, Lu Gong looked at the rulings in the court.

"My Lords!"

"The censor was lying in the palace because of his son-in-law, and the capital must not be indifferent!"

"I'll ask you to enter the palace with me and I, please give me the sages of the two palaces and the emperor!"

All the rulings looked at each other. At this moment, both the new and old parties had formed a united front and stood up and bowed: "We are willing to follow Zuo Fu's proposal!"

Mr. Lu looked at them and nodded slightly in his heart.

Although he knew that the seemingly united team of the capital priests would, as long as the palace was a little provoked, under the temptation of fame and fortune, everyone present might deviate from their current position!

In turn, he became a lackey of imperial power.

Become a vanguard in suppressing imperial power and suppressing public opinion.

The same is true for him, Lu Gong.

But at least now, we are still a member of the literati group, and we are naturally standing on the literati and official business community.

and……

Mr. Lu had already smelled some smell.

Although this smell doesn't seem to be like the style of Zhao Guanjia.

In the past, the Zhao official family wanted to protect their relatives or punish them.

They are all straightforward and never hide.

Just like the Ren Temple protecting Empress Wen Chengzhang's relatives, it is also like the late emperor protecting the family of Ci Shengguang.

play?

It doesn't exist!

Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water!

It is clear that the carriage and horse are to take partiality!

If you let the censors and the prime minister, no matter how much you advise them, the emperor will be in the same heart.

For example, in the Ren Temple, when I was grateful to Queen Wen Cheng of Empress Zhang, I loved the house and the Wu family, and the whole Zhang family became a member of the world.

At one time, I wanted to be appointed as an official to the servants who were guarding the Zhang family!
To be continued...