Chapter Eighty-Three: Shen does not harm the new Zheng Liwei
There was still a moment before the hour, and Shen Buxian galloped into the palace gate carriage and horse farm. He was amazed, how could there not be a single car? Is the carriage and horse farm so deserted? Without much thought, he bolted his horse and strode towards the middle door.
"Stop. Who? What's the matter? A slow, long, high-pitched voice came from the steps.
Shen Buxian looked up and saw that the gray-haired chief attendant was staring at him with a smile. Shen Buxian knew that this was a palace slave who everyone was afraid of calling "the old man of the Han family". With his power and news network, it is impossible not to know the major events of Shen Buxian's upcoming appointment as prime minister, and it is impossible not to know Shen Buxi's appearance characteristics. What is his intention in stopping the way? Oh, I want to give Shen Bu a dismount, so that Shen Bu will act according to his color in the future.
Shen Buxian held his breath in his heart, and said: "I am the prime minister Shen Buxian, and I will enter the palace to meet the court." β
"Prime Minister? Is there a prime minister like you? Or is it on standby? I'm still the king. β
Looking up and down at this shriveled old man with a cold smile, a smile immediately flashed on Shen Buxiao's face, and he ripped off the silk scarf on his head and said with a smile: "Old man, do you know the value of this silk scarf?" It is a relic of the old Zheng Guoming's son. Give it to you, and we will be old friends in the future. β
The old chamberlain took the silk scarf, and when he saw the embroidered gold characters on the side, a smile suddenly bloomed on his face: "It's easy to say, Prime Minister Shen Cheng, please borrow it in the future, ah." β
Shen Buxian had already grown into the palace.
South Korea still uses the palace of the old Jeongkook. Although this political hall is a little old, but the momentum is indeed not small, it is located on the top of six steps, the red wall and green tiles, and the pillars are thick and hugging. However, seeing that the sun had risen and the time was approaching, none of the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee had arrived. Han Zhaohou paced with a sad face under the pillars, looking at the front of the hall from time to time. Seeing that there was nothing to do, Han Zhaohou returned to the hall and picked up the patched old pants from the high seat in the middle and looked at them.
Seeing Han Zhaohou holding his torn pants in his hands, the attendant next to him was worried, and he didn't dare to laugh, so he coughed a few times and covered his mouth. Han Zhaohou turned around and said, "Go, send this torn pants to the treasury for safekeeping." β
The chamberlain smiled and said, "I said that your majesty, a pair of torn pants still has to be handed over to the treasury." You will reward us with the old Han family's clothes. His old man will say, this is the gentleman's pants that the prince rewarded me, although they are broken, they are so broken. β
Han Zhaohou's face sank with anger, "What do you know?" Have you ever heard that a wise monarch must cherish a joy and a wrath? Frowning and worrying must be a big thing, and laughing must be with the subjects. No matter how torn a pair of pants is, it's more important than a joy and an anger, right? Ben Hou wants to collect these torn pants and reward them to meritorious officials in the future. Is it worth it to reward the elder? β
The chamberlain smiled and nodded, "The marquis is wise, the minister will immediately send the torn pants to the treasury, and the future will reward, and the minister will get the pants as soon as possible." After saying that, he held back his laughter and ran away.
"This Korean monarch is more difficult than Qin! Even a eunuch dared to tease the monarch like this. Qin Feng shook his head.
At this time, Shen Buxian came in a hurry, looked into the hall, his face was like frost, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Han Zhaohou frowned and shook his head, "Shen Qing." What should these courtiers do if they don't do what they do? β
Shen Buxian bowed deeply to Han Zhaohou and said categorically: "As long as the king believes in the ministers, the ministers will be the king's authority." β
Han Zhaohou shook his head and sighed, "It's difficult." It's intertwined, it's difficult. β
At this time, the ministers and generals of South Korea strolled around one after another, talking to each other about the women, hounds, slaves, guarding the old wine in their respective fiefdoms, and laughing constantly. Someone saw the old chamberlain standing under the pillar, so he laughed loudly and asked, "Old man of the Han family, what is the matter with today's court meeting?" β
The old chamberlain haha: "Go in and go in, as soon as the court opens, you naturally know that the monkey is in a hurry!" The courtiers burst into laughter, "I heard that the prime minister is going to be replaced?" Who will be the new prime minister? "I heard that Shen is not harmful." Someone asked, "What is Shen Bu Harm?" Someone replied loudly: "It's that Zheng Guo pariah!" β
The crowd burst into laughter. The old chamberlain pouted his lips into the hall and motioned for them to restrain themselves. But none of these courtiers cared, and they still walked into the political hall with a loud voice and laughter, and suddenly, the ministers were silent. In the political affairs hall, Han Zhaohou sat upright on the central seat, his face expressionless. Shen stood solemnly beside Han Zhaohou, his long hair scattered, not angry and arrogant. This kind of scene is really rare in Korea! But the ministers looked at each other, and began to talk and laugh again.
The old chamberlain Han walked in and stood on the other side of Han Zhaohou, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Rank silent, listen to the national policy announced by the marquisββ! β
When the ministers quieted down, Han Zhaohou coughed, and said solemnly and slowly: "Minister, my Korean people are not gathered, the officials are not in order, they are weak and bullied, and there are constant internal and external troubles. In the long run, South Korea will die. For this reason, Ben Hou Xiaoyu: Let the current celebrity Shen Bu harm be the prime minister of South Korea, preside over the reform of the law, and repair the national political ......"
The government hall "coaxed-" into a commotion. The ministers don't seem to believe this at all.
A minister dressed in purple said in a loud voice: "The major matter of changing the law involves the foundation of the country and the legal system of the ancestors, how can it be so hasty?" Wangguohou takes back his fate! β
"The ministers dare to be so disrespectful to the king." Qin Feng couldn't believe his eyes.
This person was the Korean Shangqing Xia Xian, and his grandfather Xia was entrenched in the fief to intimidate the monarch when he was the Marquis of Han Liehou, and was assassinated by the famous Korean swordsman Nie Zheng, who was befriended by Han Zhongzi. Twenty years later, the Xia family rose again and became the most powerful old aristocracy in Korea.
A green-clothed minister said, "What is Shen Bu Harm?" Zheng Guo is a cheap minister! How do I become the Prime Minister of Korea? And how to convince the public? It's time to take it back! "This person is the current prime minister of South Korea, and his tribe of more than 50,000 people occupies more than 100 miles of Han Yuan, the old fief of South Korea, and is domineering and domineering, and only conspires with a few powerful ministers in case of trouble, and does not take Han Zhaohou in his eyes at all.
"The Korean officials are simple, the people are pure, why is the king tossing?" This black-clothed minister is Duan Xiu, the third grandson of the Korean hero Duan Gui, and he is a doctor. When Duan Gui divided the three families, he strongly persuaded Han Kangzi to fight for the desolate Chenggao fortress, creating a foundation for the devouring of Zheng Guo. Han Kangzi sealed the section into Gao sixty miles of feudal towns. Four generations later, the Duan clan grew to 20,000 people, and became a great nobleman compared to the Xia clan and the Gongli clan.
"Shen does not harm the demons of the country, he should be killed to thank the world!"
"Yes, kill!" "Killing Shen doesn't hurt!"
The hall was in chaos, and the ministers shouted and roared at each other.
The old chamberlain screamed, "Shout a bird! The prince hasn't finished yet. Go home again! β
Shen Buxian quietly approached Han Zhaohou's side, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please grant the ministers the power to enforce the law, and the purge of officials will start today." β
Han Zhaohou was originally an extremely intelligent monarch, and he was also very assertive in his heart, and he had always been extremely disgusted with this group of ministers, but he was helpless. He knew very well in his heart that if the situation in South Korea was to be cleaned up by himself, it was very likely to cause a national disaster, and the most direct consequence would be his own downfall. If South Korea wants to be good, it must rely on a resolute and sharp minister, and he can only support and act behind his back.
Shen Buxian has the murderous aura of sacrificing his life to change the law, Han Zhaohou can't eat it accurately, and he can't take the initiative to ask him to appease the ministers. Seeing that Shen Buharm asked for law enforcement, he cheered up, cleared his throat, and seemed to wave his hand to the hall helplessly: "Rank ministers, Shen Buharm Prime Minister has begun to declare the righteousness of changing the law." From now on, all state affairs will be decided by the prime minister. β
Shen Buxian has made careful preparations for today's court meeting, and specially transferred 3,000 elite armor soldiers who were loyal to the prince and also had many friends of his own from outside Xinzheng City to the palace, and transferred the palace guards who had communicated with the ministers inside and outside the city and were led by the old Han family out of the city for training and supplementation.
He was determined to sacrifice the flag for the change, kill the old nobles, deter the arrogance of the old Korean nobles, and clear the way for the change.
This move was successful, and the change was successful. This move failed, and the change failed. As for his own safety, he has long been out of the way.
At this time, Shen Buxian held a golden-sheathed ancient sword in both hands, stood awe-inspiring on the third-level stone steps, and said coldly: "Rank, this sword in Shen Buxian's hand is the sword of the princes of the Kingdom of Korea." It has been in the dust for years, and the light has been consumed by evil. The prince gave it to Shen Buxian, and I will use my sword to clean up the officials. The country has no laws and the country is in chaos, and if the temple is not governed, the officials are greedy. Today's temple court meeting, the ministers turned a deaf ear, and the time was not enough, and it was like a busy city. What's more, the little courtiers dared to speak foul language on the temple. If the government is like this, how can it govern the people? In order to establish the majesty of the law, it is necessary to purge unscrupulous ministers. β
The government hall was stunned. The ministers and the old chamberlain all looked at Shen Buharm in surprise, thinking that he must have wanted to change the law and go crazy. The old chamberlain grinned, and said in a contemptuous and rude voice: "Oh, the number has fallen on the old man's head? What about the prime minister, I don't want to think about it, how do you get out of this six-foot forbidden land? β
Shen Buxian raised his sword over the top and shouted: "The warriors in front of the palace listen to the order!" β
A thousand heavily armored samurai had already been deployed in advance according to Shen Buxi, and quietly surrounded the government hall on all sides. A hundred heavily armored warriors stood under the pillars of the corridor outside the hall with big axes in their hands, and at this moment they roared in unison like thunder: "Here!" β
The golden sword in Shen Buxian's hand pointed directly at the old chamberlain, and said sharply: "You defile the temple, guard the door and ask for bribes, collude with foreign ministers, and leak palace secrets. β
As soon as the old chamberlain saw the formation of the armor soldiers, he knew that the big thing was not good, and he threw himself down in front of Han Zhaohou's case and shouted for help. Han Zhaohou turned his back and waved his hand. Eight armor soldiers hugged the old chamberlain and walked out. In an instant, an old and hoarse scream came from outside the hall! A soldier put a large wooden tray into a gray-haired human head and said in a loud voice: "Please verify the human head." Shen Buxian said coldly: "The minister will pass on the report and verify the head." β
Qin Feng had naturally seen this human head, but it was not the head of the old chamberlain before.
"Shen doesn't harm good means!" Qin Feng secretly praised, he knew that after this episode, these ministers would definitely be much quieter.