"Prepare the car, go to the Jinwu Yamen."

"Yes."

Zhongshuling entered the carriage, patted the velvet cushion with his hand, and praised it: "Extremely skillful, how is this amazing......"

I wanted to reminisce about the hard years of the past, but I was heartbroken: "The old man is dignified, how can he be shabby." ”

said that he was going to the Jinwu Yamen, but in fact he was going to the Wei Zheng Mansion in the opposite corner. In February, Wei Zheng had to stay in Puguang Temple, which was the old Wei family temple given by the emperor, and the old Wei, who was not in good health, often came here to find solace for the soul.

After all, the first troll of Datang also has a regret in his heart: he coaxed.

"Ling Gong, it's here."

"Hmm."

After getting out of the carriage, he saw a young monk sweeping the snow outside the main gate of Puguang Temple, and the eldest grandson Wuji saw that he was handsome and extraordinary, so he said: "Young monk, where has the old man seen you?" ”

"The poor monk once had a relationship with Ling Gong in Huichang Temple."

Speaking of this, the eldest grandson Wuji was stunned for a moment, and he patted his head like an old man on the street, "The old man is confused, he once went to Jinchengfang to do some scenes with those Hu Chong, but he talked to you in Huichang Temple." ”

The young monk frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, just folded his hands and bowed slightly with a broom.

Seeing that the monk had an idea in his heart, the eldest grandson Wuji ignored it, stepped into the door, and suddenly paused: "Wei Xuancheng is still fasting?" ”

"Yes."

The monk was neither humble nor arrogant, and answered truthfully, but he was not timid because he spoke in close proximity to the prime minister of the current dynasty. This made the eldest grandson Wuji even more surprised, so he asked again: "What is your legal name?" ”

"Debate."

"It turned out to be a disciple of Master Daoyue, no wonder you can clear the snow in Puguang Temple."

After that, the eldest grandson Wuji ignored him, walked straight inside, and a few Zhongshu Provincial Lingshi who were walking and learning beside him followed quickly and asked, "Ling Gong, why don't you like that monk?" ”

"How do you know that the old man doesn't like it?"

The eldest grandson Wuji smiled, and then said calmly, "I've been with Zhang De for a long time, but I have different ideas. Daoyue people are called high monks, the old man also admired, Zhenguan passed away for ten years, and the old man also had condolences. It's just that now that I think about it, there are six Daoyue brothers, and there are three monks, hey, in his brothers, it doesn't matter whether they seek perfection or what, after all, they have their hearts and have gains, and what is the use of being in the country and the court? ”

Several young Ling Shi nodded slightly, and immediately remembered it in their hearts. They followed the eldest grandson Wuji to walk, they have been to Ezhou, and they have also seen the style of Zen Buddhism in Huangzhou. But when he saw that Wang Xue's disciples wanted to measure the height of the mountains and the depth of the water, and actually went barefoot to the river to eat and sleep in the open, the kind of atmosphere of fighting with the great power of heaven and earth shocked them from the depths of their souls for the first time.

At that time, although they did not know how to explain the inclination in their hearts, they always felt that there were too many Buddhist disciples to be of much use. As for the operation of the imperial court, the variables about the people's power were gradually figured out after they officially entered the officialdom.

And now, the words of the eldest grandson Wuji suddenly made them transparent.

Those people in Buddhism seek emptiness, enlightenment and perfection, for the people of the Manchu Dynasty, in a vulgar phrase that is popular in Hanyang City, that is: these bald heads eat rice and drink water and egg hair......

Seeing Wei Zheng, Zheng Guocheng played backgammon with a little bald head there, and won a hand, Wei Xuancheng clapped his hands and laughed: "Xiao'er, the old man won again." ”

The little bald head lost about badly, but he cried loudly, hugged the bald head and rushed out, making Wei Zheng in the house laugh.

"Wei Xuancheng, you actually fought with Xiao Shami, and you weren't afraid that the old man would tell Your Majesty?"

"You can do it yourself."

Lao Wei is very calm, he is light when he has nothing to do, in short, he is light on nothing now. Of course, maybe the emperor thinks of him and has to sneak him out, but the first troll of the Tang Dynasty has already made a difficult decision: he will not go out of the mountain to spray anyone again, even if the emperor asks him to come out to spray.

"The old man has something to tell you, but seeing you so comfortable, I'm afraid I can't make it happen even if I say it."

"You say yours, why should you pay attention to the old man?"

As he spoke, Wei Zheng pointed to an empty upholstered bamboo chair, "Sit down and eat tea." ”

On the briquette stove next to it, a copper kettle was steaming, and tea was boiling in it. The slender spout is afraid that it is two feet, and I don't know what the use of this long spout will be.

"The old man is in the position of the Chinese book order, and the general system is Jing Chu. Although some people jokingly call the governor, and say that Jing Chu is a 'province in the middle of the line', however, Wei Xuancheng and the old man came today to say to you: This may not be a joke. ”

Seeing the emotion on the face of the eldest grandson Wuji, Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's really 'the province of books in the line', what can it do?" With your eldest grandson's unscrupulous ability, even if Jing Chu is released, can you still bypass you for major events in the court? ”

"Oh? If the old man told you that the emperor once joked at the Zhengdan banquet: Why not divide the provinces, the more the merrier? ”

"It's a joke, so what's the matter."

"You don't joke."

As the emperor's eldest brother, the eldest grandson Wuji can feel that the emperor is increasingly dissatisfied with the already powerful imperial power. From the year of Wude to the year of Zhenguan, the weakening of the power represented by Pei Lian's resignation was originally a compromise made by the Xuanwu Sect Yuanmou and the emperor in order to maintain the right path of heaven and earth of "Zhenguan".

But who would have thought that in the short fourteen years of the Zhenguan Dynasty, there would be a big moth flapping its wings, and then a piece of hula moth flapping its wings there.

So much so that the emperor doesn't fucking want his eldest brother to come to the feast, nor does he need his eldest brother to be a wicked person to carry the black pot, nor does he need to plot to increase taxes and supplement the emperor's internal debts...... In a word, just like Wang Qi and Wen Yanbo, the emperor made the summoning of Zai Fu more and more like an internal servant, so that the Zhenguan ministers were full of grievances.

"Brother Auxiliary Machine, if you have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

After saying that, Wei Zheng waved his hand, and the loyal servants in the family put down the teapot, dust whisk and other utensils, and retreated one by one.

"After the Zhengdan Dynasty meeting, the emperor summoned me to ask the right, and said that the Hou Junji had not done his full work to fight against the rebellion, and the merits and demerits were offset, and there should be another appointment. Now conquering the Western Regions and the Western Turkic States, Hou Junji is a veteran cadre, and he can set up a new military and political government to supplement the three provinces. ”

What does that mean? The power of the three provinces in the military administration should be allocated to the new military and political government? ”

"That's it, there are also two envoys in case of emergency."

After that, the eldest grandson Wuji's eyes were cold, "However, this is not what the old man said. ”

"Yes, the emperor is eloquent and strategic, and in addition to eating the marrow and knowing the taste, he also wants to get Longwangshu, since he can strip the three provinces of the right to participate in the military and political affairs, I am afraid that the three provinces will be calculated."

"Brother Xuancheng, you say it!"

The eldest grandson Wuji's gaze looked a little fierce, "Since the tribute of the states in the Central Plains of Jianghuai has swelled, the power of the emperor is far greater than that of all generations. The accumulation of Han Wu Mi Fei Wenjing, in today's day, is only a year's income. Since Zhenguan five years later, the balance of the outer court and the inner court, you know. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Zheng nodded, "As Brother Fuji said, I'm afraid that the emperor wants to reform the three provinces, and the plan is very big." At that time, the authority of the three provinces will be smaller, and it will only be the commander-in-chief of the six departments......"

Suddenly, Wei Zheng was a little frightened, and suddenly lowered his voice: "The emperor is in the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, and there will be another twenty years of Spring and Autumn, and I am afraid that the three provinces will only be nodding prime ministers." ”

"Today, the old man is not shy about what he said, so he asked you Wei Zheng: The emperor joked now, why not divide the provinces, the more the merrier, what should you do!"

After a while, the first troll of Datang, who had been resting for a long time, said in a deep voice: "The old man will write a letter, saying that you have no jokes, and then ask yourself to 'save the book in the line'!" ”