Chapter XLVII

Half a ring in his heart, he finally made up his mind, and smiled at Zhao Ding: "This matter is a battle in Tongguan, the stakes are very high, Qu Duan, this person is arrogant, although he has outstanding ability, he is afraid that he will not be able to convince all the generals by commanding the army, Zhao Qing, I actually let you go to the front to supervise the division, what do you think?" ”

Zhao Ding was overjoyed when he heard this, how could he hesitate, he immediately bowed over, and replied loudly: "Be the courtier's precursor to the king, Your Majesty has a life, and the minister is naturally willing to go!" ”

"Okay, in this way, Qing Ke can leave Chang'an very early, arrive at Detong Pass earlier, and deal with the military affairs at the front earlier."

"Yes, the minister can set off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Zhao Ding was overjoyed, it was hard to imagine that the emperor he was at the top of today was so embarrassed, but he was still entrusted with a heavy responsibility. He turned his head to look at Zhang Jun, and when he saw the other party's ugly expression, he was even more happy in his heart.

Seeing them like this, Zhao Heng had no choice but to reassure Zhang Jun: "It is also extremely important for Qing to stay in Chang'an and be an advisor by my side at any time. ”

He smiled apologetically, and said, "Since the first battle of Fuping, I have not been able to leave. ”

The emperor appreciated it so much, whether it was full of real gold or not, Zhang Jun felt a lot better in his heart, and he also got up and saluted at the moment, thanking him again and again.

At this time, the atmosphere was relaxed, and the monarchs and ministers couldn't help but gossip, Zhao Heng had decided to reduce the number of officials in order to save the country, which had always had few supporters and many opponents.

Without him, after all, there are many redundant officials who are idle and have nothing to do, and there are few officials who are really willing to eat Wang Lu and are loyal to the king.

Zhao Heng asked a few words, and then he knew the end.

Zhang Jun didn't want trouble in the court, and he didn't want to get caught up in party disputes. When the emperor asked about his attitude, he was perfunctory. He only said: "Eliminate redundant personnel." The ancestors have acted many times, and they have been reduced and increased, and I hope that Your Majesty will act prudently and not hurt the loyalty of the doctors. ”

Zhao Heng sneered in his heart. Knowing that this person is not a help in this matter.

At that moment, he asked Zhao Ding what he meant, but Zhao Ding was generous, and only said: "The dynasty system was formulated by the ancestors, and it was originally to prevent the powerful ministers from being arbitrary." Because the officials, positions, and dispatches are different, the number of officials is far greater than that of the previous dynasty. And the money is very generous, and the land tax is collected every year. In addition to military spending, it is the official salary. Now His Majesty is working hard, and the palace can't bear to build, so why bother to raise more useless officials. It is better to resolutely reject, use the province and the country, enrich the number of troops, and build more armor. ”

Seeing Zhao Huan nodding with a smile, Zhao Ding said again: "However, the national cultivator can't hurt his honor and dignity too much." Most of the officials are the hope of a township, if there are too many dismissals, making the world boil, it is not His Majesty's intention, and His Majesty is still begging to act cautiously. ”

Zhao Heng was disappointed in his heart, knowing that it was difficult to ascend to the sky if he wanted to get help from the civil official group in this matter.

Wang Anshi dared to say even the words of the Mandate of Heaven and the rebellion of the ancestors, but he did not dare to drastically abolish redundant officials, but tried to gain more financial resources, just because the interest groups touched were too large and the energy was too great.

As Zhao Ding said, every official has worked hard for many years, and it is a family that supports him to become an official. And after becoming an official, the family in turn touched the light of the official. In this cycle, every official has long been tied to the huge family power, and to deal with an official is to offend a big family.

The dismissal of tens of thousands of redundant officials and redundant personnel is equivalent to offending countless wealthy families in China.

Because he was anxious to know this, Zhao Huan did not feel particularly disappointed.

Zhao Heng gave a few more instructions to these two people, and if he had nothing else to say, he immediately ordered someone to present a gold Panlong soup bottle and let the two people order the soup and leave.

The Song people will meet guests, first tea and then soup. It is best to use good porcelain for tea, and all kinds of soup drinks are served in three types of soup bottles: gold, silver and porcelain.

The rules of hospitality are that the guests will serve tea first, and the guests will "order soup".

As for the types of soup, there are many different types of soup, which are made by mixing various ingredients and Chinese herbs in one place.

Today's summer is hot, and the drinking ground is a decoction to relieve the heat.

Although they were in the inner courtyard of the palace, and the owner facing them was the emperor himself, Zhang Jun and Zhao Ding were not restrained, holding a silver bowl and sipping easily.

Since Emperor Renzong, the emperor of the Song Dynasty often gave the ministers soup in the inner palace, which is an old custom of the country, and the ministers do not feel that this is a rare honor, and there is no need to kneel to receive the emperor's reward as in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In any case, this is an era of respect for individuality and personality.

After the two of them retreated, Zhao Huanfang restrained the faint smile on his face.

He felt bored for a while, and felt that it was difficult to return to the accumulation, and he needed to use various means to correct it, and he felt that he was too relenting, and he only needed military power in hand, even if he killed and fell, but what about it.

When he had something in his heart, he tossed and walked in the temple, and his face was full of murderous anger.

The attendants around him were all his henchmen and eunuchs, and there was no need to avoid them, but they were trembling with fear by the look on the emperor's face, and they didn't dare to say a word lightly.

The atmosphere was embarrassing, and someone outside reported softly: "Official, the Queen Mother heard that the official family was angry today, so she specially ordered the lowly ministers to come and serve soup and drink, so that the official family could use it." ”

Zhao Heng and Empress Meng have been together for many days, and they have gotten along very well every morning and dusk, and the two have gotten along very well.

After all, Empress Meng has been in the harem for many years, no matter how forbearant and depressed Zhao Heng is, she knows that the official family is not a good person. She can't interfere in politics, but she often sends people to relieve her, or simply uses words to explain Zhao Huan from time to time, so as to quietly dispel the slightest anger in the heart of this extremely resolute emperor.

Zhao Huan also knew what she meant, and felt that he had great power in his hands, and it was not a particularly difficult thing to accept that someone in the harem would wake him up and restrain him a little.

At this time, the dynasty had been separated for a long time, and it was not surprising that Empress Meng knew the news that the emperor was angry, and ordered someone to send soup, presumably because he was afraid of his own attack.

Zhao Huan smiled, but secretly said in his heart: "This old woman has a lot of things." ”

Although she didn't speak, the attendants around her knew what he meant, and immediately opened the door of the pavilion and let the attendants in front of the queen mother enter the pavilion.

The chamberlain himself was in front, followed by a few miscellaneous eunuchs, holding the golden vase and walking in front of the emperor.

Serve the soup with a silver spoon. Placed in the bowl, Zhao Huan took a sip, put it down, and nodded: "Dai Zhen said to the Queen Mother that the soup has been drunk, and I personally went over to thank the Queen Mother in the evening." ”

"Yes, the undignified servant obeys."

The chamberlain bowed and immediately retreated.

Although this Meng Hou is eventful. Zhao Huan also felt it, and after taking a few deep breaths, the disgust in his heart disappeared slightly.

Everyone in the pavilion was frightened by themselves, and Zhao Huan also felt funny, so he beckoned to a eunuch. casually asked, "I have a little leisure now, what are the things to see?" ”

The court of the Song Dynasty performed various skills. All have a constant preparation to serve the emperor at any time for entertainment.

Singing and dancing, polo, donkey ball, keju, sumo, seki, and even the annual Golden Fair Bidding are all about excellence in order to show the best visual effect in terms of technique.

Zhao Huan originally looked down on the skills of these ancients, but after seeing it many times, he knew that in the Song Dynasty, an era of highly developed commodity economy and civil society, every skill was performed. All have their own uniqueness, their complexity and difficulty. Not inferior to the requirements of any sport in later generations.

Seeing that the emperor's face turned peaceful. The internal official who was questioned was also very happy, and hurriedly replied: "Go back to the official's house." There are sumo wrestlers waiting in the outer pavilion. ”

Zhao Huan shook his head: "I saw it yesterday." ”

"Can you preach to the regular servants to come to poetry, or play against the officials?"

Seeing that Zhao Huan was noncommittal, the internal official was sweating on his forehead, and he was in a hurry, when he suddenly remembered something, his face showed joy again, and he said to Zhao Huan: "Official, the Queen Mother said a few days ago that there is a female trick by her side, who is extremely good, and she still follows her old man when she is in the Tokyo Palace. ”

Zhao Heng finally became a little interested, and agreed: "If you follow it in the Tokyo Palace, it is better to take a look." ”

The Song people's final female playwright, unlike those lowly prostitutes who sold their bodies, either knew poetry and writing, or refined qin skills, and even knew how to ride and shoot, and competed with men on horses.

Not only the high-ranking female servants in the palace, but also the officials and nobles are also proud to get the best female plays, and even some women can intersect with officials and doctors on an equal footing and become close friends.

Zhao Zu already knew the reason at this time, and he was very interested when he heard that the Queen Mother had brought out a female trick in the Tokyo Palace.

There are also many female dancers in Chang'an Palace, but in terms of skills and appearance, they are much different from the female dancers in Tokyo.

The internal official solved the matter, put down a big stone in his heart, sweated on his forehead, and his expression became relaxed.

He saw that the emperor was also a little leisurely and complacent, so he boldly said: "Tokyo has fallen into the hands of thieves, and more than 10,000 palace maids and female servants in the palace have been taken captive, if not, how can it be so." ”

The man spoke, and the attendant who spoke followed, "Exactly! When Emperor Taishang was in power for five years, he once held a martial arts competition in the Chongzheng Palace. First, with 500 straight children of the imperial class, they performed martial arts, practiced formations, rode horses and archery, and pulled a hard bow to shoot long targets. Those classes are not majestic, and the emperor is very happy when he sees it, and he only says: All classes are willing to devote themselves to martial arts, so what do I have to worry about. ”

When Zhao Zu heard this, he was already unhappy in his heart. Zhao Ji has reigned for many years, and he has made no achievements, and the main force of the Western Army of the Song Dynasty was also destroyed in his hands. These chamberlains don't understand state affairs, and when they talk about the affairs of the year at this time, it seems that Zhao Huan attaches great importance to martial arts and is very wise.

It's just that he was talking about his father, but he didn't reprimand or get angry, so he just smiled faintly and said to them, "What happened? ”

Several of the chamberlains are all old men in the palace, and they are more than one older than Zhao Huan, and they naturally know the past in the palace.

As soon as the emperor asked, everyone was excited, and one by one they continued with their eyebrows: "The emperor saw that the straight children of the class were too proud, and he smiled slightly, so he ordered the female actors in the official to come out to perform. ”

One person continued: "It was Meng Chun at that time, the weather was warm, the grass and trees were lush and the sky was blue, and the team of 500 female dancers, wearing red thin jackets and black silk shoes, all of them were like a full moon, straddling a healthy horse with a carved saddle, with long hair on their heads, but they were pulled into the appearance of men. ”