Volume 2 The Divine Capital is as Deep as the Sea Chapter 171 Taiping Tavern
At the turn of Zhou and Sui, Dugu Jialuo personally advised Yang to firmly make a plan for Sui; It can be said that without the full support of Dugu Jialuo, there would be no establishment of the Great Sui, let alone his position as the Son of Heaven Yang Jian.
Of course, after the founding of the country, Queen Dugu was deeply involved in the government and politics, and she was very domineering until she died, and maintained a strong influence on Yang Jian, so that he has always been obsessed with it, but on the basis of the family gate valve controlling the government, the Great Sui was able to appear on the basis of the emperor's rule, and Queen Dugu contributed a lot, so she respected the emperor and queen as the "two saints" in the palace.
In addition, the deposition of Prime Minister Gao Ying and the abolition of Prince Yi were both dominated by Dugu Jialuo after he fell ill, which shows his strength and power.
Therefore, Yang Jian is full of deep feelings and gratitude for Dugu Jialuo, the latter's death has made him very sad and sad these days, but there is a faint pleasure in the bottom of his heart that the shackles on his body disappeared instantly, and when he rested every night these days, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful face and white and bewitching body of Mrs. Xuanhua, who he has been coveting. There was a queen before, and he could only watch it but not eat it, but now Yang Jian, who has no one to control him, is already a little impatient.
At this time, Yang Jian thought of Dugu Jialuo's face, and suddenly felt a little guilty and empty-hearted.
"The queen and I are both called the two saints, and this garden can also be called a mountain mausoleum." Yang Jian suddenly spoke, and Zhou Chengyan, who was reading the book of mourning that had just been written, was stunned.
Several Shangshu looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say. The queen's mausoleum ceremony should be called the garden mausoleum, which is the old practice of all dynasties. But Yang Jian had to change it to a mountain mausoleum that could only be used by the Son of Heaven.
However, Queen Dugu is indeed called the two saints with the Son of Heaven, and the two have a deep relationship, what should they do is not a word from the Son of Heaven? The queen's etiquette, compared to the Son of Heaven, is only not whipping, so no one wants to come out to touch Yang Jian's moldy head.
"As Your Majesty said." Yang Su said first, "In this case, the envoys of the garden should be renamed the mountain tomb. The envoy of the garden can be appointed by the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. And the envoy of the mountain should be changed to a minister. β
"Everything can be compared to the mountain cemetery." Yang Jian glanced at Yang Su, and couldn't help sneering in his heart at the latter's opening to support him at this time, but he still nodded at him and said with a solemn face.
However, he suddenly asked again: "Today, there are seven supervisors of the Imperial History Observatory and the Hou Guanfu to impeach Yang Su for privately using a militaristic killing weapon and sending someone to assassinate General Zhenyuan on the street, Qin Anhou Wang Junlin." I don't know what you think about this? β
Although Yang Su had known that there would be this moment, he still couldn't help but shrink his pupils at this time, but he had a calm look in his expression.
And the question of the Son of Heaven only caused a silence in the temple.
The scholars of all the ministries all looked down at the wat board in their hands, and none of them spoke, carrying out the maxim that silence is golden.
Seeing this, Yang Jian's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he let out a cold snort.
The emperor's thoughts, everyone in the hall more or less felt it, which was also the reason for their silence.
Old Eunuch Du stood solemnly not far from the Son of Heaven, seeing that no one among the important ministers was willing to take the lead and speak first, he couldn't help but curse a group of old foxes in his heart.
It's not that Yang Su is popular, but Yang Su's power is too great, and his previous methods are too powerful. Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, among the important ministers at the moment, they are unwilling to take the lead in making a public statement, otherwise Yang Su has not fallen, and the unlucky one will be himself.
Of course, this is the superficial reason, and the deeper reason is that at this time, all the important ministers in the hall are from the gate valve family, and everyone knows that the emperor is deliberately suppressing the gate valve family, and subconsciously Yang Su's bad luck makes them feel a feeling of sadness for the rabbit and the fox. So, this can be regarded as a silent rebellion.
The silence in the hall was embarrassing, and the crying voices of the sects in the main hall next door came in clearly. Yang Jian saw that he couldn't hear from the courtiers, his face was slightly gloomy, and since no one spoke, he had to go through the normal procedure - the parties made up their own evidence, came up with evidence, and punished the crime.
The first step, of course, is for the parties to defend themselves.
"Yang Su, this matter involves you, what do you have to say." Yang Jian's expression was calm when he said this, but he was not angry, at least no one on the surface could see what he was thinking at this time.
Yang Su did not panic in the slightest, but there was just the right amount of anger on his face, it was a kind of anger that had been wronged, he walked out, knelt down to Yang Jian, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the minister can swear to the ancestors and the ancestors that the assassination of Wang Junlin was not done by the minister, this is someone who intends to frame the minister." Your Majesty, please be aware of it. β
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Shen Guang, dressed as a woodcutter, wore a short jacket and carried a bundle of dry firewood into the Taiping Tavern.
He has been observing and probing in the vicinity for many days, and finally couldn't help but use turmeric to yellow his face, carefully dressed up, replaced a woodcutter who sent firewood to the Taiping Tavern, and planned to go in to further explore the truth of this tavern, if he could save Sun Simiao, it would be better, if he couldn't save him, he would be able to make complete preparations for the next rescue of Sun Simiao.
The journey was very smooth, Shen Guang came to the place where the firewood was stacked in the backyard, clapped his hands and smiled at a strong man who was chopping firewood: "Brother Tai has a good firewood in his hand, and dry firewood that is three feet long can be easily split in half." β
The strong man chopping wood didn't raise his head and smiled: "Why didn't Li Sanlang come today?" β
Shen Guang helped the strong man get the chopped firewood and set it up neatly, and said, "Li Sanlang took my mother to see a doctor today, let me take him for him." β
The strong man glanced at Shen Guang, sighed, and said, "Li Sanlang's wife has been sick for more than three months, and it is estimated that she spent money in vain. β
Shen Guang looked around and asked in a low voice, "Brother is here for the first time." Dare to ask the dude, has the money here ever been happy? β
The strong man whispered: "You just need to go back to the front desk shopkeeper for the firewood money, and you have never been in arrears, and the price is fair." β
Shen Guang nodded, and after thanking the strong man, he left the small courtyard where the firewood was stacked, and opened a secret door when people were unprepared. As soon as he shrunk down, he got in.
The Taiping Tavern was built very tall, but the welcoming hall was only on the second floor. The huge ground floor and underground cellar still occupy an extremely large space.
However, all the large buildings are made according to the strict French style, and even if there are changes, they are very subtle.
Shen Guang just knew where such a building should be built in the dark passage.
Standing in the dark passage, waiting for his eyes to adapt to the dim light, he carefully moved down step by step.
After a while, he came to a huge kitchen, which was empty, but it was too clean and tidy compared to the ordinary tavern kitchen, and occasionally one or two mice could be seen running over the board, so Shen Guang followed the route that the mice ran and quietly walked to the depths of the first floor.
PS: I'm sorry for being lateββββ