Holding the tea cup with half a cup of hot tea, and exhaling the hot air with the smell of tea, Han Gang squinted his eyes pleasantly, and his body finally warmed up.

In front of Han Gang, who had just entered the Yaya, the officials of Taichang Temple were divided into left and right, one after another, reporting on the trivial and meaningless daily affairs of the Yazhong as always.

Despite the turmoil in the DPRK, Han Gang still came to Taichang Temple every day as usual. In the spring of next year, before the official opening of the Zishantang, he has no more work to worry about for a while.

The noise in his ears finally stopped, and Han Gang opened his eyes, "Gone?" ”

"If you go back to the bachelor, that's all." Han Gang's deputy replied respectfully.

"Let's go down then." Han Gang held the cup and did not leave anyone.

The subordinates came out quietly.

If you talk about changes, it is Han Gang's subordinates who act and have a more respectful attitude than in the past.

Empress Xiang had wanted Han Gang to participate in the deliberations of the Chongzheng Palace the day before yesterday. For the queen's proposal, except for Lu Gongshu, the other Zaifu did not veto, but Han Gang refused, and by the way, he blocked the second edict to give him the bachelor of the palace and the bachelor of Hanlin. But from this point of view, Han Gang has so many saints, and no one in the court will misunderstand this.

There are only four or five things to deal with on the table, and two of them are related to the rewards of the suburbs, and if they were before the suburbs were sacrificed, they would be only half of what they are now.

Han Gang handled the daily work of Taichang Temple, and it only took five minutes a day.

Picking up the official document casually, Han Gang took a pen to read it, and because there were a few more pieces, it took about a quarter of an hour.

Picking up the still hot tea cup and looking at the sun outside, Han Gang felt that Su Song should also arrive. The daily work of Guanglu Temple is actually only half an hour.

"Bachelor, Xiangzhou urgent." A small official hurried into the hall.

"What's wrong?" Han Gang caged the tea cup and didn't let go, "What happened to Xiangzhou?" ”

"Xiangzhou Zhizhou, Tongju and Anyang Zhixian jointly heard, the day before yesterday in Anyang County, in addition to a body of four feet five inches high, four feet long, three feet wide, weighing two thousand pounds of bronze square ding, after research, it is the thing of the Yin Shi sacrifice to the sky. This is a godsend auspicious, and I want to present it in front of Your Majesty. ”

The city government of Han Gang, when he heard the news at first glance, almost cried out. With a shake of his hand, the tea in the cup almost spilled out.

It's Simu Wu Fangding!

No, Han Gang immediately denied it in his heart.

The bronze tripod in Yinxu is not necessarily Simu Wu, it is likely to be other ritual vessels with similar properties and similar weights.

But looking at the excitement on the official's face, Han Gang understood how much significance the two-thousand-pound Yin Shang bronze ritual vessel had to the imperial court.

In any case, the significance of such a level of giant tripod being excavated is only one and two inches worse than Xia Yu Jiuding and the heirloom jade seal. For the emperor, this is a gift from God, a genuine three-generation ritual! When worshipping the sky, under the mound, the steps of walking towards the stage can be two points higher.

Therefore, Xiangzhou Zhizhou, Tongju and Anyang Zhixian jointly signed this auspicious thing.

This is an unexpected change.

I'm afraid that no one will remember that Wang Anshi went to Beijing to go to Xiangzhou to take charge of the excavation of Yinxu. To be honest, if it weren't for this message reminder, Han Gang would have forgotten about it.

Who let Zhao Ji suddenly fall ill a few days ago?

Han Gang sighed lightly.

He knew very well that planning and reality were never the same thing. Not to mention anything else, when he first took charge of the Department of Health and Welfare and the Taiyi Bureau, he originally planned to rebuild four nursing homes and set one of them into a hospital. However, due to the need to take care of the counties outside Beijing, the manpower could not be deployed, so only two hospitals were set up in the east and west of the capital.

Now that Wang Anshi has become an important military matter in Pingzhang, it is naturally impossible to preside over the excavation of Yin Ruins. And since Han Gang took the keel and started the ring with Xinxue, more than two months have passed, and the Yin Ruins in Xiangzhou, even if they have not been dug into a grassland full of rabbit holes, will not be much worse than the mountains around Chang'an.

I really don't know who to let clean up the mess? To be honest, Han Gang felt a little guilty in his heart.

But then again, as he became the prince's master, the Zhao Guanjia who loved to pull the bias was lying on the bed, and it was inevitable that Qi would flourish. Compared with the losses in the Yin Ruins, Han Gang was confident that the science he advocated would definitely change the direction of history and avoid the emergence of a future that would make China's losses even more devastating. Between the past and the future, which is more important, he could never be mistaken.

Cleaning up his mood, Han Gang sighed: "I'm afraid that when Xiangzhou sends people to Beijing, he still doesn't know the news that the Son of Heaven is sick, right?" ”

Xiangzhou Zhizhou, Tongju, Anyang Zhixian, and all the officials who jointly reported Xiangrui on the recital table will probably be disappointed this time - no one can predict that Zhao Ji will suddenly have a stroke at the palace banquet after the suburbs.

But today, Xiangzhou should have heard about it, and I really don't know what kind of mood they will be in now.

The corners of the little official's mouth twitched, and the gloating smile flashed, and then immediately regained his respectful expression: "Maybe I can give the official family a joy." ”

"It would be great if that could be the case." Han Gang waved his hand and motioned for the little official to go down.

Putting down the already empty teacup, Han Gang groaned, and suddenly clapped his hands, Sima Guang, who was going to Beijing, should have somewhere to go this time.

Sima Twelve's hobby of gold and stone is famous, not to mention his attainments in historiography. I just don't know if my father-in-law will agree or not-Sima Guang will definitely not let go of the opportunity to step on the feet of the new school.

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Yushitai was very active during this time, which made Empress Xiang a headache.

Originally, I saw the Son of Heaven sick at the palace banquet, and Taichung was ready to ask the Queen Mother to hang the curtain, but the next day, as soon as I heard that it was the queen who hung the curtain, I went back to write a bullet against the two kings. But when I heard that the second king was crazy, I couldn't write the half-written bullet chapter, and I couldn't write it anymore.

There is no point in impeaching a madman. Even for the queen and the crown prince - including the son of heaven who is still conscious - there are more benefits to publicizing the second king to go crazy than proving that he is pretending to be crazy.

The Imperial Historians were not stupid, and most of them immediately burned their own songs, except for one or two fools. However, after they went up to the ground, they quickly reacted, and when they left it in the middle of the queen, they were relieved.

It was only when more specific details of that tumultuous night came out of the palace that the people of Wutai were restless again. Wang Jue, the prime minister who has the emperor's grace but hesitates in the matter of determining the prince, has become the new target of the imperial historians.

One by one, they turned the pen into a spear and a sharp arrow, aimed at Wang Xianggong's head, and shot it with enough strength.

Xiangzhou's Xiangrui had already been thrown aside, and when he looked at the bullet medal from the Yushitai on the table, there was a throbbing pain in his brain.

Should I stay in the middle school?

Empress Xiang hesitated.

If you have enough time, even if you are in the posture of a middle-aged person, you can also exercise the ability to control the court. Available right now. I don't have any experience in dealing with political affairs, and I don't even know how to maintain the balance in the court, even if it's a harem, in the past, the managers were the empress dowager and the empress dowager.

Or the prime minister has enough prestige and ability to help make decisions. But Wang Qi can't, Empress Xiang will never trust him, and it is impossible for Wang Qi to handle his own impeachment by himself. It is impossible for Wang Anshi, who has a higher status, to speak for this matter. The other rulers were even more afraid of provoking the fire, and it was too late to hide. And Han Gang, who can be trusted, is unwilling to agree to participate in the affairs of the imperial court because of his identity.

She could only ask about her seriously ill husband.

The answer was to stay in the middle.

Xiang did as the queen said. But on the second day, Empress Xiang could only see the stack of pieces piled on her desk, and the stack of pieces from the Taiwan Confession was a cut higher than yesterday.

All she could do was stay in the middle school.

And at this time, Wang Qi can only avoid the position and wait for participation.

"If the Son of Heaven listens to the government and makes the decision to stay in China, his attitude will not be misunderstood." Han Gang sighed to his wife at home.

"But the queen really doesn't want the prince to go out." Wang Yi's voice lowered, "This is also what the official family means." ”

It's just a small talk after dinner - Wang Yi, who had just returned from the palace, mentioned to Han Gang how much headache the queen had for those bullets.

"You should understand that once you have a stroke, it is very difficult for the condition to get better. Once you do it, even if you get it back, you can only wait for time. Han Gang did not shy away from saying in front of his wife, "A year? Two years? Or is it only half a year, or even three months? ”

Wang Yi's face turned pale, if Han Gang's words came out, it would be really dangerous for their family.

"Of course, the husband thinks that the Son of Heaven can be auspicious, but the people of Yushi Taichung may not think so." Han Gang smiled, his smile was cold, he could naturally feel the idea that the Son of Heaven Zhao Ji wanted to maintain the stability of the court, but the idea of the Son of Heaven could still suppress how many people now, "In the eyes of the people in Wutai, at this time, pleasing the queen is the most important thing. Even if they knew that the Son of Heaven wanted to maintain the stability of the court. ”

It is the most important thing to please the queen, or rather, they think they are currying favor with the queen. Maybe the Son of Heaven wants to keep Wang Jue, but what about the queen? Smart people know what Queen Lu Dao thinks of Wang Jue.

The emperor is seriously ill! The prince is still young! Listen to the ...... Now it's the Queen!

The stability of the court does not depend on the emperor or the empress who hangs the curtain. It also depends on their own ability to govern, as well as the personal thoughts of the courtiers in this situation.

"Unless you can have the means of the Empress of Heaven, you must rely on the ministers." Han Gang sneered, "It's Lu Wenjing [Lu Yijian] who is in Zhang Xian Mingsu, and it's Han Zhong who is in [Han Qi] who is in Ci Shengguang." But now? ”

Han Gang didn't think about it so much at first, but when he saw the changes in the court in the past few days, even if he was careless, he could understand it.

The rain is coming, how can manpower recover?

How can a seriously ill emperor who is about to die stop people from having a chaotic mind?

"Xijing, how can you be willing to sit idly by?"