On the fourth day of October, the Son of Heaven sent his reply to the Military Aircraft Department. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere is an undercurrent in the court. Everyone has a different interpretation of the Son of Heaven's move. It's not a matter of political wisdom. Rather, it is commonly called: the ass determines the mind.

The thinking of courtiers who fight for the position of Wu Yingdian scholar is different, and the thinking of courtiers who stand opposite He University is also different. The ministers of the two princes of Jin and Chu still think differently. The Beijing officials who watched the excitement and played soy sauce also had different thinking.

Scholar He's reaction was quite crisp. On the afternoon of the fourth day of the first lunar month, the letter of the Military Aircraft Department was sent to all yamen in Beijing, and tomorrow it was discussed with the princes of the imperial court in the Eastern Dynasty.

There are no rules for the location of the Son of Heaven's deliberations, depending on the preferences of the Son of Heaven. If it is in the imperial city, it is generally in the Wuying Hall and the Wenhua Palace. And the courtiers' court meeting is customary in the east court room outside the noon gate. When the ministers are always in court, they basically wait outside the noon gate.

The so-called turbulent undercurrent is manifested in the fact that all kinds of rumors are flying around in Beijing, and the number of officials who gather and visit the door has increased. It is foreseeable that the night of the fourth day of October is destined to be a sleepless night.

When the news came out on the afternoon of the fourth day of the new year, the son of Yongzhi was resting in the West Garden, and his mood was not affected at all.

has been in charge of the world for fourteen years, and the emperor's mental skills, he has already reached the point of perfection.

Yang Guifei accompanied the Son of Heaven and walked on the goose warm stone road to the lake. In the golden autumn of October, the autumn scenery of the imperial garden in the West Garden is bursting, with evergreen pines and cypresses, golden chrysanthemums, and fiery maple leaves. Too many beautiful things.

The palace maids and eunuchs followed the place. Silent. In the wind, you can still faintly hear the sound of the Son of Heaven and the concubine laughing and talking.

As for the two upstarts who are quite favored in the West Garden: the petite and cold Dugu nobleman, and the beautiful and always sorrowful merchant nobleman, they are all in the ranks of the palace maids and eunuchs at this time. Yang Guifei, I can't fight!

Fortunately, the Son of Heaven did not let Yang Guifei live in the West Garden.

Walking in the quiet path, the son of Yongzhi took Yang Guifei's hand and said with a smile: "Yanyan, let's see how I can fight for you to get a golden book of imperial concubines back!" ”

Yang Guifei has a beautiful appearance, ice and jade, full of mature beauty, but her temperament is dignified, and immediately, she smiled gracefully and said: "Concubine Xie Your Majesty." The concubines do not think about anything else, but hope that Your Majesty will put state affairs first. ”

Yongzhi Tianzi smiled, held Yang Guifei's hand with both hands, and gently patted the back of her hand, feeling more satisfied.

The Son of Heaven is different from the Son of Heaven. Yang Guifei's words, if she were a different celestial, she would probably feel a little annoyed. The ministers are nagging every day, and they still want you to advise? But the son of Yongzhi loves the country more than the beauty, and the concubine, who knows the general situation, has a great appetite for him. It strengthened a certain decision in the heart of the Son of Heaven.

While the emperor and concubine were laughing and talking, the eunuchs and imperial guards were busy preparing the dragon boat. The Son of Heaven will wait a while to go boating on the lake. The Son of Heaven and Yang Guifei walked out of the path, and when they reached the lake, Mao Kun, the commander of the Jinyi Guard who was waiting here, stepped forward, bent down and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Jin has something to ask to see." ”

The son of Yongzhi is in his forties, white and slightly chubby, wearing a loose bright yellow dragon robe, and a somewhat wealthy middle-aged man. At this time, the smile on his face slowly faded. The majesty of the emperor radiated out. Said lightly: "King Jin, what can he do?" You let him go back. ”

Mao Kun had some fine beads of sweat on his forehead at that time, and said in a dry voice, "Yes." ”

The Son of Yongzhi looked at the retreating Jinyi Guard commander, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

When the deposed prince was still on the throne, he didn't mind that his Jinyi guard commander was close to the king of Jin. And at this moment, there is no owner in the East Palace, and Mao Kun is still so close to King Jin, perhaps, he should consider replacing people.

At this time, the dragon boat arrived on the shore, and the son of Yongzhi took Yang Guifei and the two nobles to get on the boat and start the autumn tour of the lake.

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The night is slowly falling, the hour Yongfang, in the Song Mansion. Song Pu, the secretary of the ministry, recruited two of his henchmen: Dai Xianzong in the Wenxuan Shilang and Song Kezhong in the Gonggong Shilang.

The autumn night was a little cool, and there was a charcoal pot burning in the house. The fragrant tea is steaming hot.

Song Tianguan's face obviously improved, and he said excitedly: "The Son of Heaven's rejection of He Shuo's candidacy is very beneficial to me. ”

Song Langzhong pondered for a while and suggested: "Lord Tianguan, do you think it's better to wait until next year's Jingcha before entering the cabinet?" ”

In the sixth year of the dynasty, Jingcha was established. Beijing officials, above the fourth grade, are sparse and self-Chen, and are appointed and dismissed by the Son of Heaven; Beijing officials below the fifth grade shall be inspected by the Ministry of Officials. The officials of the Seven Grades of Science and Technology are all within the scope of Jingcha. Therefore, the banner of Jingcha is usually very lofty, and the mystery of it can be summed up in eight words: there is revenge, there is revenge. To sum it up again: the party is the same and the party is different.

Think about it, there are only forty or fifty people in the imperial court, how many people are in Kedao? Thirteen Dao Dao Imperial History, six subjects are all in the matter. Therefore, the weight of Jingcha can be imagined. The spring of the fifteenth year of Yongzhi is the year of Jingcha.

Song Tianguan shook his head, "The Son of Heaven relies on He Shuo to govern the country, and it will not play a role in Jingcha next year." I have called you two here to explain something. ”

The Son of Heaven "knocked" He Shuo, but it made him settle down in his heart: he would not be dismissed. If the scholar of Zaifu University has a good relationship with the secretary of the ministry, the one who should be suspicious should be the Son of Heaven. This combination is too powerful.

How to win this university position, everyone's method is different. He has his way.

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In the night, different sedan chairs are flowing everywhere. The most terrifying thing about the so-called turbulent dark tide is not the rumors on the lips, but the secret collusion of officials.

The politics of the dynasty are basically black-box operations. It is difficult for those who seek to achieve things. If it doesn't make a pot of porridge, it's a good situation.

In the west of the capital, on the palace of Nan'an County, it is brightly lit in the night, showing the grandeur of the county palace. The wine show has begun, and it is very lively.

Prince Shun came to the palace of the king of Nan'an County in the evening, ate a few glasses of wine, and found an opportunity to have a secret conversation with the king of Nan'an in the room.

King Jin's recommendation of Wang Ziteng failed, but the King of Jin's family interacted with the old martial arts group led by the four kings and eight princes, but there were more interactions. Gonggong Liu prescribed a prescription for the word "wait" to King Jin, but it did not mean that he would do nothing. It's just that you really can't jump on the bright side anymore.

In the exquisite room, the king of Nan'an smiled and invited Prince Shun to taste tea. He was in his forties, with a high nose and thin lips. Very indifferent physiognomy. "Could it be that the prince is interested in the position of military aircraft scholar?"

Prince Shun was in his fifties, looking like a rich and fat old man, and when he smiled, his narrow eyes narrowed like a slit, "Don't laugh at the king." Where do I qualify to be a Zaisuke? I'm here for the post of secretary of the military department. ”

At present, the Zhou Dynasty is both civil and military. The military department is only similar to the responsibilities of the logistics minister and the equipment minister. The power of military attachés to evaluate and promote is in the hands of the Governor's Office of the Five Armed Forces. Some time ago, Gao Shangshu left his post. The spot is vacant.

The king of Nan'an suddenly smiled, waiting for Prince Shun's next step.

Prince Shun continued: "How is Xiao Shi Hou Shi Nai? ”

On the eve of the competition for the scholars of Wuyingdian, Prince Shun talked about the military department. Politics is always full of exchanges of all kinds. In the old martial arts system, the king of Nan'an had some power.

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There is no curfew in the outer city. Beijing is extremely prosperous. The Pravda newspaper office outside Zhengyang Gate ushered in the peak period of visitors after dark. It seems that the darkness of the night can give some people a kind of psychological comfort.

Xiao Mengzhen, who was seated in the Pravda newspaper office, welcomed a guest: the servant of Yu Zicheng, the general political envoy of the General Political Department.

The person handed over a scroll and said, "This is my master's article..."

Xiao Mengzhen smiled and yawned, interrupted the visitor's words, and said, "You should all know the rules of Pravda." Yu Nayan's article, of course, will be published. ”

The person who came smiled and said, "Xiao Shuchang, my lord wants to wait on the front page." ”

The smile on Xiao Mengzhen's fat face faded a little, picked up the scroll and looked at it, and then said without hesitation: "Okay." ”

Yu Zicheng's article can be summed up in one sentence: support the increase of commercial taxes. How could he not put such news on the front page?

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In the night, Xu's mansion also ushered in an uninvited guest: Liang Xi, the secretary of Dali Temple.

Xu Cheng hurriedly welcomed him into the hall and made tea for guests.

Liang Xi got straight to the point and said: "I just sent someone to Jia's Mansion to ask, Jia Ziyu is not in the mansion, he went to the Beijing Palace." So, I'm here for Chengyuan. Tomorrow's court meeting makes me worried. I see the meaning of the Son of Heaven as an exchange. With the position of imperial concubine, exchange for a scholar of Wuyingdian University. But He Xiang seemed to be resolute. ”

The three of them, in the rumors of the rivers and lakes, are the three major cadres of He University. This actually reflects the status of the three of them in He Shuo.

Xu Cheng had a wry smile on his face and said, "So, what does Liang Tingwei mean that the two of us will go together to persuade him?" How can this be persuaded? "Three Platforms and Five Constants!

Liang Xi was silent.

Sometimes, what seems simple and can be a little bit of a workaround is often hard to do. This bondage is in the hearts of men.

Tomorrow's court meeting, I don't know what kind of moth will appear! Alas....

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As long as Wang Ziteng is not promoted to a scholar of Wuyingdian University, Jia Huan is actually in the position of a spectator. He also wanted to be taken by the courtiers close to Scholar He. But the problem is, he can't decide. He is not qualified to sit in court.

Therefore, he didn't go to He University's mansion to sit down. Instead, I went to the Beijing Mansion for a drink tonight.

In a private room in the Beijing Palace, there is a pot of rice wine and several dishes. King Beijing and Jia Huan drank relatively well.

King Beijing was in his early twenties, with a beautiful character and a modest temperament. Because of the merits of his ancestors, he has a lot of status among the old nobles, and he is eligible to participate in the court meeting tomorrow.

Shui Rong raised his glass and drank a glass with Jia Huan, and said with a smile: "Ziyu, what's the matter with you and your uncle?" "He and Jia Huan have met many times. I admire this concubine of Jiafu, who is famous all over the world.

Jia Huan said: "This is exactly what I want to say to the prince. ”

The matter of Wu Yingdian University Scholar has little to do with Jia Huan. He had to do something else: take control of the four major families. This sentence, simplified, is actually two steps. First, block Wang Ziteng. Second, get promoted yourself.

Jia Huan said: "I thought that our old Wuxun group was not suitable to start betting at this time and choose a side. But it seems that some people are anxious. My uncle has something to do with King Jin. ”

Shui soluble bright eyes glanced at Jia Huan and nodded.

King Beijing is only in his twenties this year. It is foreseeable that the battle for the heir will inevitably affect him. The new emperor ascended the throne, and he was in the prime of life. At this time, the situation is uncertain, and he will not bet on the great benefits. He approved of Jia Huan's idea.

Jia Huan just smiled.

If he has the status of King Beijing, it will not be easy for Wang Ziteng, Wang Chenghei, father and son to drag him into the water. He went directly to the chapter to express his position. However, no one in Jiafu reached the rank of minister of the ministry (six ministers and above). Wang Ziteng's attitude is the attitude of the four major families.

After gaining the support of King Beijing, the situation he faced changed slightly. The attitude of the King of Beijing will affect a group of people. This is a kind of pressure on the Wang family. Next, it's time to move on to the next thing.

He planned to wait for the matter of the Wuyingdian scholars to settle down, and then write to the imperial court and add the Wenxuan Academy. It's time for him to step from behind the scenes to the front of the stage. Now the titular editor-in-chief of Pravda is Wei Hanlin.

If he wants to dominate the four major families, he must have enough status.

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On the fifth day of October, Pravda was distributed to the Yamen as usual and sold throughout the capital. In the morning, there was a thick fog. At nine o'clock, the sun dispelled the fog between heaven and earth. At this time, the ministers wearing various official uniforms arrived at the Dongchao room outside the noon gate one after another.