One no, two yes.

Zhao Ji's method of expressing his heart is already well known to the government and the opposition.

As for three or more, if it is not the eyes that are uncomfortable and blinking normally, it is that the Son of Heaven wants to use the rhyme book to convey the message.

Now it certainly won't be the former.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Empress Xiang picked up the rhyme book with an ugly face. She didn't know what her husband was thinking, although she was sure that it would never hurt herself and her sixth brother, but the choices he made were always unpleasant.

Whether it was Wang Qi before or the possible Lu Gong's book now, it made Queen Xiang extremely disgusted.

And it's useless - Wang Jue, who wants to be protected, has become the target of everyone. The new party didn't like him, the old party didn't like him, and the imperial history didn't like him either.

If it weren't for Sima Guang going too far, repairing the book and getting confused, and having a heart disease, he insisted on killing Wang Jue, which aroused the hatred of other courtiers, and today he would not have driven half of the Yushitai out of Beijing for the sake of a Wang Jue!

Now that Lu Gongzhu has made it clear that he wants to be the prime minister - he has made it to the privy envoy, and when he sees the phase hanging empty, he must want to take a step up, as for the rhetoric or something, Xiang has no experience with the queen, and he knows that the high-sounding words outside the road can't be counted at all. But at the moment, whether her husband will be bewitched by this privy envoy and crown prince Taibao, Empress Xiang is really not sure.

Lu Gongzhu stood up, still holding the diction in his hand, and naturally moved two steps, and walked not far from the imperial couch of the Son of Heaven, where he could see the movement of Zhao Ji's eyelids more clearly. For an old minister who has already passed the age of six, being able to see the subtle changes on the face of the Son of Heaven five feet away is the credit of a crystal glasses that Lu Gongzhu has always clamped on the bridge of his nose now.

The pages of the book are turning loudly, using the rhyme book as the medium, one question and one answer, and the conversation between Zhao Ji and the queen is many times faster than at the beginning.

Go to the sound of twenty-six yo - play.

"Performance?" Xiang Queen's eyes lit up: "Official! But right? Who are you going to recruit into the palace?! ”

She asked repeatedly, very hurriedly.

Lu Gongzhu lowered his eyelids behind him, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't be presumptuous in front of the Son of Heaven in the dormitory, he would have made Ha Lu laugh.

With the current situation, no matter how you think about the words that start with the play, it won't be played, right?

The queen obviously couldn't support it and wanted to find reinforcements from outside.

The hostility of the queen made Lu Gongzhu Beisheng sigh that there may be some trouble in the future. But when he remembered the identity of the prime minister, he was relieved. The queen mother, who listens to the government, is unlikely to dispose of the prime minister's house. If she did this, the group of people in the New Party, including Wang Anshi and Han Gang, would fight back with all their might.

And it is conceivable that as far as the Son of Heaven is concerned, he would never want to see the queen being too partial to a certain person or a certain faction under his subordinates.

The danger of the Queen of the Curtain not being able to stand in the middle is too great. is directly involved in the confrontation of the courtiers, and can't stay out of the matter, then when the court is stormy, it will also be dragged into the water.

Scold.

Lu Gongzhu exhaled lightly. Originally, it was only six points, but now it is eight.

The remaining two percent, that is a matter of luck! I hope Sima Twelve will take away all the bad luck.

Zhao Ji really blinked and gave a negative answer, which made Queen Xiang's heart sink and she had to pick up the rhyme book again.

Then there is Xia Ping Qiyang - Chapter.

Recital.

"Concerto?" Xiang Empress looked back at Lu Gong, and the piece that should have been covered by the sleeves of the robe was deliberately revealed. Unabashedly frowning, she turned back and asked Zhao Ji, her voice was very cold: "But Lu Shumi's recital?" ”

Lu Gongzhu was looking forward to it, and his eyes behind the crystal lenses stared at Zhao Ji without blinking,

But the eyelids still only blinked.

"Where's that recital?" Raise your eyes at the Queen. Now on the side of the bed in front of me, on a newly placed large table, there are stacks of concertos moved from the Chongzheng Hall and the Imperial Study, "But the bedside?" ”

Although Zhao Ji is bedridden, he still worries about state affairs. Every day, I have to listen to people read the recital, understand the big and small affairs that happen in the court, and give instructions to the queen on how to review them.

He did this to let the outside world understand that even though the Son of Heaven was dying, his mind was still not disordered, and if he had any careful thoughts, it was best to put it away - but unfortunately the effect was not good.

And Zhao Ji blinked twice now and confirmed the queen's questioning. Here is the piece he wants.

There were four or five piles of chapters and one hundred and ten letters on several cases, and it was difficult to look at the queen.

"Official......" she leaned closer and asked, "whose recital?" ”

Zhao Ji's answer was Shangping Fourteen Han - Han.

Han Gang?!

Lu Gong's eyelids jumped, and his face finally changed.

"But Master Han...... It's Han Gang?! ”

One time.

Two clicks.

……………………

When Han Gang returned to Taichang Temple from Chongzheng Palace, it was already time to release the ya.

Su Song had already gone back to his Yamen Guanglu Temple. Although the yamen is similar to Taichang Temple, he didn't go for ten days or eight days, and the accumulated official documents were spread out, and he could only occupy half of the table that belonged to Su Song in Guanglu Temple, but after all, he still had to go around twice a day.

It was Huang Shang who came to talk to Han Gang.

Huang Shang is now being recruited by Han Gang as a rafter genus, and he is sorting out the oracle bone inscriptions in the Editing Bureau. This is a very easy job, and it is just right for Huang Sheng to have time to review and take the exam, prepare for next year's lock hall exam, and the provincial exam the year after next - at Huang Shang's age, it can't be delayed any longer.

But today, Huang Sheng couldn't have the heart to talk more about the progress of the work in his hands, and after a brief report, he asked about the affairs of the court meeting.

"Although this is a bit excessive, Sima Jun is really taking the blame for himself." Han Gang was a little unkind, "The Liao people are eyeing each other, and the Son of Heaven is as seriously ill as promised, as the crown prince and the prince, but he is not considerate of the Son of Heaven's intentions, and there should be such a disaster." ”

"Then what is the court going to do?" Although Huang Shang is now on Han Gang's side, he still has a deep admiration for Sima Guang and other well-known and virtuous people.

"What else? It's the prince and the prince! It has been decided to give a generous gift and let him go back to Luoyang, and he will never lose his dignity, but as soon as he does the imperial history, he will have to go out. Han Gang sighed, "I hope that after he returns to Luoyang, he will be able to continue to compile and complete the compilation of the "Zizhi Tongjian." is also a revision, and it is difficult to edit classics for the imperial court, and I have experienced it during this time. Sima Jun is really hard in Luoyang. ”

Huang Sheng nodded silently, this is already the best result for Sima Guang in the current situation.

"Actually, Sima Junshi's side has a favor." Han Gang smiled at Huang Shang, who was surprised, and said, "But it's not for me, but for the entire Qi Study." ”

"Pneumatics? What did Sima Junshi help a lot? ”

"It's the nickname of the gentleman." Han Gang said.

Zhang Zai's official position is not enough, and he is not qualified to get the official title of the imperial court. When Zhang Zai died of illness, the disciples of Zhang Men gathered together to give Zhang Zai a private message to commemorate Zhang Zai, which is also considered human nature and has many precedents. Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, history has been endless.

"But it's not good." Huang Sheng frowned and thought about it, shook his head and said: "Mr. Hengqu is well-known in the world, if you ask for advice to the imperial court, or you have no choice, it will be underestimated in private." What's more, Mr. Hengqu is a great sage and Confucian, and he wants to restore the gift of three generations, invoking the customs since the Han and Wei dynasties, or violating the wishes of Mr. Hengqu in his life. ”

"That's exactly what happened!" Han Gang clapped his hands, "The so-called 'cheap is not expensive, young is not long, and etiquette is also.'" 'From the Son of Heaven, how can a disciple be qualified to give a gift to the teacher...... Sima Junshi also saw it this way, when several of my senior brothers wrote to ask Mr. Bochun whether this matter was feasible, but Mr. Bochun was not sure, so he consulted Sima Junshi again, and he wrote a letter to dissuade him. ”

"I see." Huang Sheng nodded. The black air in the day and the deep shadow in the moon are always the most conspicuous. If a disciple of a Confucian like Zhang Zai did something that violated the etiquette and law, he would definitely not be able to escape the scorn of Shilin, and he would also become a weapon used by other schools to attack.

"So I'm waiting for Qi Xuemen, I have to thank Sima Junshi for writing a letter to stop this foolish thing." Han Gang said, "After I came back from Guangxi, Zhilu told me about this matter and wrote a letter to thank Sima Junshi. Later, I asked for Mr. on the table, but the situation at that time, Mian Zhong, you also know the Tao......" He smiled bitterly, "At that time, I was fighting with Xinxue for Taoism, and the Son of Heaven looked at it again, and there was no response after the music went up, so I left this heart until now." ”

After Han Gang finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip. He looked at the rooftop, and he didn't know if the preparations he had made would come in handy.

……………………

The piece that Han Gang handed over in the past two days has been turned out, but it is actually in the shortest stack.

In the same stack, there is Hebei's reply to the Liao envoy's southward journey, Hedong's reconnaissance information on the winter mobilization of troops and horses in Xijing Road of Liao, and the summary of the military tun reported on Ganliang Road, which shows Zhao Ji's importance to Hangang's performance. As for the two highest stacks on several cases, they are all impeachment stamps against Wang Qi, and the number is too many, there is no way to pile them into a stack, so they can only be divided into two.

Han Gang's recitals have been translated out in a total of three copies. In just two or three days, he borrowed the qualifications of a bachelor from Hanlin and a bachelor from the Senior Administration Palace, and handed the recitals directly to the desk of the Chongzheng Hall one by one a day.

This frequency is alarming enough in normal times, but at the moment it seems to be unnoticed. Many courtiers are now desperately handing over the recital. And there are many people like Han Gang, who try to bypass the two prefectures through various channels. The twists and turns beside Zhao Ji's bed are only part of it.

Empress Xiang had some impressions of these movements, but they were extremely vague. She only remembered that Han Gang had a playbook for a few days in a row. Before the music was turned out, Empress Xiang couldn't recall what Han Gang said in the music, and when she turned it out, she remembered that she had read it in the past two days.

It's not really important. Otherwise, as Han Gang, he would definitely be able to remember the important things he discussed and ask himself to the queen.

However, Empress Xiang was very taboo about Lu Gong's writings, and after turning them out, she looked at them, and did not read out the contents, but asked Zhao Ji very simply: "Official, but these three letters: the Editorial and Revision Bureau of the "Compendium of Materia Medica" please publish periodicals; The prohibition of the Chi Qianli Mirror; And ask for Zhang Zai? ”

Immediately, Empress Xiang saw Zhao Ji blink twice.

Precisely!

And almost at the same time, there was a snapping sound behind her, and it was Lu Gongzhu's hand that fell to the ground.

Empress Xiang turned her head, looked at the music on the ground, and then looked at Lu Gongzhu's shocked and inexplicable expression, and then her eyes widened, and her heart was also puzzled:

How could Lu Gongshu, who has always had the demeanor of a prime minister, lose his temper to such an appearance?