Spring goes to autumn, and in a blink of an eye, Li Shimin has been dead for two years.

Since Qin Hao negotiated with the eldest grandson Wuji two years ago, the world of the Tang Dynasty has finally stabilized, and the merchants and wealthy families in various places have received some benefits.

Politics is the art of compromise.

Correspondingly, the country's economy has naturally prospered in the past two years, and the lives of the people have also improved to a higher level, which has naturally become Qin Hao's main achievements.

In an era when there was no curfew, everyone was doing business, and land was flowing freely, how did you look like you had come to the Great Song Dynasty, although there were a group of Guanzhong Gang such as the eldest grandson Wuji who controlled Shangshu Province and the Yamen of the Six Ministries and Jiuqing, the implementation of the new policy was not too smooth, but it was better than nothing, the revolution had not yet succeeded, and the comrades still needed to work hard.

It's just that in the past two years, Qin Hao and Eldest Sun Wuji have not made any big moves, and the two of them are talking and laughing when they meet now, just like two old friends, as if everything has returned to the way of the Zhenguan Dynasty, and they have hardly blushed again.

The whole world knows what the reason is, regardless of the dynasty, the scholars have only one word when facing the eunuchs: 怼!

Will the internal contradictions of the people always compromise with the external contradictions?

In this regard, Zhang Chun, the official of the Great House, is also very depressed, the sky is pitiful, he has not done anything at all in the past two years, and now there is no one in the entire court who is willing to listen to his words, and the wings have not grown at all, the whole bald eagle is like a mascot in the political hall every day, but these two prime ministers are twelve points of defense against him, which courtier dares to say a word to him, even if it is a smile, the two prime ministers will join hands to clean him up, and even the reputation of the gelding dog will be spread seriously, which is so scared that Zhu Zi is now full of court, Seeing him was like hiding from the plague.

In this regard, Zhang Chun felt that he had not been angry until now, and he must be in good health.

But it doesn't matter, he is waiting, he believes that Qin Hao and Eldest Sun Wuji will have a quarrel one day sooner or later, as long as he continues to be so harmless, there will always be one of the two who is impatient, he is a eunuch who serves people, and he doesn't believe that he will lose to the two prime ministers if he is more patient.

On this day, Qin Hao once again summoned a meeting in the political hall of the big guy when it was close to dusk.

Zhang Chun, who had just served Li Chengqian and was tired and half-dead, scolded his mother in his heart, but he had to grit his teeth and insist on rushing to the political hall with red eyes, although he has always held meetings with only ears and no mouth in the past two years, but this does not prevent him from being rain or shine, and he has never been absent once.

When they arrived at the political affairs hall, the other prime ministers had already sat upright, or Qin Hao's bureau leader, the eldest grandson Wuji was second, and the position belonging to Tang Jian was vacant, this old man had never been here at all, and then it was his own seat, although he had almost never expressed any opinions in the political affairs hall, but after all, it was on behalf of the saint sitting here.

Qin Hao greeted politely: "Great Internal Official, may I ask if the Holy Body of the Holy Saint is still healthy?" ”

Zhang Chun smiled and said: "Thanks to the blessings of the two prime ministers, it's not bad, it's very good, tonight the saint ate two bowls of fish fillet porridge, but he didn't have enough energy, so he fell asleep early." ”

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

In the past two years, Li Chengqian's condition has continued to deteriorate, and it is becoming more and more difficult for Qin Hao to see him now, at first he could see him two or three times a week, but now he may not be able to see him for a while for two or three weeks.

Qin Hao knows that now all forces are waiting for Li Chengqian's breath, his health has been getting worse and worse in the past six months, although it is not as bad as before Li Shimin's death, but his eyes are completely bad, even Qin Hao can't recognize it three meters away, and he is confused when he does a little bit of business, he can't eat anything, he is skinny and skinny, and it is useless for the imperial kitchen to change flowers.

With such a body, no one can say how long it will last, even tomorrow it is not unusual, but if it is well raised, it is not impossible to live another one or two decades, in history, Li Zhi has been paralyzed for twenty years and does not live well, is it nothing more than letting his wife steal the authority.

Now that everyone has arrived, it is natural that the meeting will begin, Qin Hao is still used to ordering Changsun Chong to send down the copied draft edicts, and let the rest of the prime ministers discuss while looking at the written materials, this is a habit of later generations, and it can't be changed.

This has a particularly big advantage, that is, every time he has a meeting, no matter what he wants to say, Changsun Chong will know first, and he can prepare for ventilation with Changsun Wuji in advance, which is more conducive to the harmony between the two of them, and the content of the big differences has been resolved before the meeting, which is also the reason why the political hall has rarely quarreled in the past two years.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's look at the first one, Lord Tang is seriously ill, I think, you should have already seen him, after all, he is an old minister of the three dynasties, and he has worked hard, and the court naturally has to show something, I have made a detailed list of the reward materials, and his eldest son inherited his title, not to mention, as for the second son...... I mean to be a secretary and a young eunuch, I don't know what you think? ”

The corners of Zhang Chun's mouth twitched, and his two eyes stared at the eldest grandson Wuji, hoping that the prime minister of Shangshu Province could stand up and say something, after all, when Fang Xuanling died, the two sons were at most given a high-ranking and noble position like a loose horseman, and this secretary and young eunuch was a purple robe from the fourth grade, and he had real power! Do you dare to be more obvious about the private teaching and receiving of these prime ministers?

It's a pity that the eldest grandson Wuji didn't think about it and said: "Yes, Brother Tang has worked hard for the Tang Dynasty all his life, and he should also let him see the wealth of his children and grandchildren before he dies." ”

Qin Hao nodded and asked Zhang Chundao, "What does the big internal official mean?" ”

Zhang Chun smiled bitterly, why don't you and the eldest grandson Wuji give this matter and ask me a ball? Of course I don't agree, but I have an egg to say!

I had to say: "I'm just a minion, just bring two ears for the saint to come and listen, since the two prime ministers think it's so good, it must be safe." ”

Qin Hao smiled with satisfaction and asked, "Does anyone else have any opinions?" ”

Obviously, no, that's it.

"Zhao Guogong, Lord Tang, he will definitely not be able to survive, you see this position in the waiter......"

"Dai Zhide, back then, the commander also held two positions as an imperial envoy, so he will be in charge for the time being."

"Zhao Guogong is really an old man seeking the country, I also mean this, do other people still have opinions? Ouchi Official? ”

Zhang Chun's fingernails were almost pinched into the flesh, and he said with a forced smile: "After all, he is the prime minister of the three provinces, this... Do you want to stop thinking about it? Wait for the old slave to go back and ask the saint what he means? ”

Qin Hao smiled and said, "It's okay, then, do you have any other candidates?" ”

Zhang Chun's smile froze on his face, and he couldn't say a word.

Qin Hao asked again: "What about the others?" In addition to Dai Zhide, is there anything else you want to recommend? Speak your mind. ”

Zhang Chun swept around with expectant eyes, no.

"Ouchiguan?"

"Hehe, the old slave is a messenger, it is estimated that nine times out of ten, the saint will not have any opinions."

After waiting for a while, it was true that no one had any opinions, Qin Hao said: "Well, it's okay, then it's decided, you guys take a look at the second draft edict, this is why I called you over so late, let's discuss, Pei Xingjian, come back." ”()

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