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After that, Pang Ji never saw Le Song again.

overthrew Lu Yijian, and then cleaned up the six in one fell swoop, and since the twenty-first year of Chunzhao, he has become the hottest figure in Bianjing City.

With this momentum and prestige, a vigorous change in the name of "Ming Dethroned" kicked off.

Was the change successful?

Who cares, success or failure doesn't matter.

The important thing is that the official family has withdrawn the power and strength he wants from the hands of the former prime minister and his protégés, and he has received the privileges granted by the official family, which is enough to realize his ambitions for the society.

At that time, Pang Ji said that it was not at all enough to turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands for rain.

Even relatives like the Cao family and the Wang family, who hold military power, have to reward him a little bit.

The limelight is unbeatable for a while.

One day a few years later, he was sitting in a carriage, and when he passed by Qinglong Street, he inadvertently glanced out of the car window and happened to see Lu Yijian walking on the street with his friends.

The street is misty and misty, and the light rain is like fog, ** the red begonias next to the street, and the green willows on the lakeside.

Three or four feet away, Pang Ji saw him leaning on his back, leaning on crutches, and reluctantly moving slowly with the support of his friends.

Long Zhong is like an old man.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a sworn enemy who had been fighting with him for half his life, he wouldn't have recognized that this was Lu Yijian.

Pang Ji was surprised—he was only ten years older than himself.

- "Once this balance is broken, what will happen to your political opponent today, he will be the same as the monarchy!"

Every creature feels for its kind.

Le Song's words suddenly echoed in Pang Ji's ears.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to let go of the inexplicable thought.

No, it won't.

He won't.

Pang Ji pulled down the curtain of the carriage window and did not look at the old man outside the window.

He is different from Lu Yijian, he has knowledge, talent, and means, he is dedicated to the country and the people, and he ......

The most important thing is that he has the full support of the official family!

Afraid of what?

Yes, there is really no need to be afraid.

Until the death of the first emperor, he was still the prime minister who was powerful and respected and covered the sky with one hand.

He is even the minister of care written in the edict of the first emperor.

After that, no matter what the considerations of the new official family were, they had to rely on Pang Ji, relying on his talent and knowledge to govern the society, and using his prestige to balance the forces of all parties...... He also has to borrow his wrist to deal with relatives like the Cao family, the Wang family, and the Zhao family.

The official family, no, is this court.

The court could not do without him.

Pang Ji is so convinced.

- "If the official family will do this to you according to his will in the future, then what will you do?"

Le Song's words back then became more and more like a joke.

Life is like a dream.

Like morning dew, if the white horse passes through the gap.

Looking back suddenly, all of a sudden, more than ten years have passed.

That day's persuasion, even when Pang Ji dreamed back at midnight, he never dreamed of it.

Until that day.

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- "Prime Minister, what do you think of Yi Yongtang's performance?"

One day at the turn of spring and summer a few years ago, after leaving the court, the official family left him alone, and retired all the palace maids and eunuchs, and asked in an ominous voice.

In the huge Daqing Palace, there are only two monarchs and ministers.

What the official asked was a suggestion made by Yi Yongtang, the right-hand counselor, -- the salt tax reform.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the government has bought and sold the indispensable salt by the government -- the government has set up official sales areas in the coastal and inland prefectures and counties, and the prefectures and counties have been allowed to sell them.

Yi Yongtang made a proposal to order the merchant to send grain and grass to the border plug, calculate the price, and issue it to the "Jiao Yin"; after that, the merchant went to Beijing to hand over the salt works by the government to receive salt for sale.

Pang Ji didn't think about it, and replied directly: "This concert is very good." ”

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