[I'm sorry for all the book friends who support this book.] Before, Kaven went back and read the previous one from the beginning, and this time, many days have passed, and the writing is really too long, maybe the book should be renamed "Starting from Cuoda". Now that it's straightened out, it should be easier to do next. 】

At about six o'clock, Zhao Xu woke up.

The biological clock mentioned in Nature made the epiphany always bloom at night, the rooster crowing at sunrise, and made him accustomed to waking up in the morning when it was almost six o'clock.

Although it took a little time and energy before falling asleep, after eight hours of full sleep, Zhao Xu felt that his strength had regained.

There was silence inside and outside, there were obviously more than a dozen or twenty people waiting inside and outside, but when they closed their eyes, there was no sound at all, and in the bedroom of the Son of Heaven, it seemed that even time was frozen together. Only the concubines sleeping with the same pillow beside them were breathing softly. The breath touches the pinna, bringing a soft and crispy itch.

Zhao Xu moved outward, opened his eyes, looked at the black tent roof, and did not turn his head to take a second look, this beauty who squeezed him to the edge of the imperial couch - this is a title, not an appearance.

The body type corresponding to Yi Shengyang is very different from Zhao Xu's personal preferences. In Funing Palace, in order to add Ding as soon as possible, except for the queen, all the concubines of Zhao Xu have similar physiques.

If both parents are weak, their offspring will be weak. Therefore, the physical strength of the parents is conducive to the birth of healthy and strong offspring.

In the seventy or eighty years in the palace, there has only been one male adult, just because several generations of emperors are frail, but these emperors like delicate women, and it is naturally not an incomprehensible thing for the prince to live and die.

Liangfu ...... No, Dutang used this reason to stuff a woman who was more suitable for going to the Tang Dynasty into Zhao Xu's harem.

With them as a contrast, there is already a queen with eight or nine colors, and her appearance is even more perfect to twelve points.

Zhao Xu still doesn't understand, does Dutang want a young master who is easier to manipulate, or is he sure that he can't give birth to an heir, so he wants to pretend to be generous?

No matter which kind of speculation it is, there are things that don't make sense, and the only thing that can be determined is that Zhang Dian and Han Gang definitely don't have a good heart.

There is no doubt about this.

When the bell rings, it announces the arrival of six o'clock.

Inside and outside, with the ringing of the bell, it also came to life, like the river that melted away from ice and snow, gurgling and flowing.

The faint barely audible sound of footsteps sounded in the room, and Zhao Xu immediately sat up.

Every morning, the attendants and palace maids who served Zhao Xu to wash and change clothes had already walked in with basins, clothes and other things.

"Official."

In front of Zhao Xu, who had already lifted the futon and sat on the edge of the bed, the palace maid bowed her head and bowed, and the chamberlain knelt down and saluted.

Zhao Xu got up.

The new beauty is only fourteen years old, which is the age of snooze, and Zhao Xu didn't wake her up with such a big movement.

"Let her go back to sleep."

Zhao Xu stopped a palace man from waking up the concubine who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The palace people looked a little surprised, answered yes, and retreated.

Since the queen married in, the silence in the Funing Palace has not been so strict. The normal response will not be punished again, but will be recorded and sent to the Queen Mother and the Prime Minister for inspection.

But the smart palace people, except for 'yes' and 'official family', will not have more communication with the emperor, if Zhao Xu has any orders that should not be given, silence is their response.

And Zhao Xu is also accustomed to their silence, and has also found a corresponding mode of getting along, showing his tolerance and kindness as much as possible between daily actions.

After freshening up, Zhao Xu changed into a narrow-sleeved slim robe, with leather-soled arrow boots on the soles of his feet, drank a cup of hot cheese that nourishes his daily body, and went out of the palace and began to walk around the Funing Hall every day.

In the early spring morning, the thin hoarfrost has not yet melted.

Zhao Xu walked on the corridor under the eaves of the hall, breathing slowly and long, three steps and one breath, three steps and one breath, maintaining a stable rhythm

He was followed by two chamberlains, following suit. But for Zhao Xu, this is the only moment of relaxation every day.

From the earliest days, exercise to strengthen the body has become a habit. Even because of the delay of Zhengdan, the death of the first emperor and other things, that whole day, I will feel that something is wrong, and I will always make up the debt at night to be comfortable.

Nowadays, every morning around the Funing Hall brisk walk ten laps, after resting, the whole person is refreshed, the day is energetic. And when I walk, even my mind is much brighter, and I see things more consciously.

A few days ago, after the Duke of Chu was driven back by the prime minister, he was a little unsettled. Therefore, in the past few days, Zhao Xu deliberately surrounded the Funing Palace, and went around twice more than usual, and gradually, he figured it out and settled down.

Before the Duke of Chu spoke out, Zhao Xu was prepared for all kinds of possible reactions to Han Gang, especially for those bad results, he was already mentally prepared. But after angering the prime minister with his own provocation and facing Han Gang's counterattack in person, Zhao Xu found that his previous psychological preparation was by no means as sufficient as he thought.

However, Zhao Xu has been able to see all kinds of overt and implicit accusations and criticisms in the newspapers in the past few days, and he is becoming more and more sure in his heart, and the so-called thunderous anger is just a beating. This reassured Zhao Xu, and also made his speculation a little more determined.

After all, the prime ministers still didn't dare to kill themselves, or even abolish themselves.

They all care about their reputation, they will only use the Queen Mother to press themselves, they just want to hide behind the Queen Mother and pick up cheap, and if they really let them do it, they will only talk.

Dowager...... A few more years to live?!

Once the Queen Mother is gone, Zhao Xu believes that the courtiers who feel that Zhang Dian and Han Gang have been entrenched in the imperial court for too long will never be a minority.

'Twelve! ’

After walking the twelfth lap, Zhao Xu returned to the dormitory to bathe and change clothes. When he entered the door, he habitually glanced at the table clock placed in the corner, and this trip was only three or four minutes longer than when he had walked ten laps in the past.

Zhao Xu had a little joy in his heart. After walking two more laps, the speed was deliberately accelerated a little, I didn't feel tired, and I didn't sweat too much, and my body bones were indeed a lot stronger than in the past.

It can be seen that the prescription given by the Taiyi Bureau is indeed not a superficial article, it looks simple, but it is really insightful.

However, this also proves that the prime ministers still dare not do anything rebellious - although their previous actions are enough to raid the family and exterminate the clan a hundred times in Zhao Xu's opinion, but after all, it is not as good as killing the king.

The palace maid brought a cup of hot drink, and Zhao Xu drank it in one go. Walk into the bathroom and take off your clothes outside, where the shower head is already draining. Inside, there is a large bath made of cement and tiled.

The bath is enough to accommodate dozens of people to bathe at the same time, but only Zhao Xu and his concubine are qualified to enter, although it is not as good as the famous swimming pool in the martial arts, but it is enough for Zhao Xu to swim in it.

Martial arts in the wide school park land,There is not only a racecourse,There is a juju field,There is also a swimming pool that trains students to be watery,Even in winter,You can let students chisel ice and swim。 He heard that because after winter swimming, they could drink two taels of aged liquor, so the martial arts students were very enthusiastic about participating in winter swimming training.

It is impossible for Zhao Xu to swim in winter, or even in summer. According to Dr. Hanlim, with his constitution, even a mild cold and flu could deteriorate into pneumonia.

But Zhao Xu walks and works out every day, and he inevitably has to sweat a little, and when he comes back, he will immediately take a shower and change clothes, so as not to cause cold in his sweaty clothes. Sometimes, he would take a dip in the bath and stretch his hands and feet.

Outside the changing room, there is a silver mirror that is more than half a person high. Zhao Xu stripped naked, and what he saw in the mirror was no longer the skinny poor man he was a few years ago.

Looking at his shadow in the mirror, Zhao Xu's eyebrows and eyes eased a little, and his expression was a little more expectant.

After a while, his muscles and bones and internal organs have been regulated, and he should have an heir. If he has no queen, the traitors can openly pass on the two children raised in the palace to their own name.

The corners of Zhao Xu's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled coldly. Just to prevent the two traitors Zhang Dian and Han Gang from getting their wish, he will not let go of his daily exercise.

In the bathroom, Zhao Xu was served to take a simple shower, dry his hair, change into clean clothes, and come to the side hall of daily living.

Zhao Xu's queen and concubines have been waiting in the side hall for a long time. As soon as Zhao Xu came in, he saluted him in unison.

The queen was solemn, and the concubines below were not very favored, and after the cold courtesy, the concubines withdrew, and the queen stayed to accompany Zhao Xu for dinner.

Compared with the overly plump concubines, Zhao Xu also felt that the queen would not lose her appetite in front of her.

But it's just that 'not to lose your appetite'.

Sitting at the table, Zhao Xu read the newspaper, the queen drank porridge, and the two were relatively speechless, as if they were strangers.

When it comes to the queen's appearance, it is naturally excellent, she has not inherited her grandfather's black face at all, and seeing her is like seeing the beauty of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

But she is Wang Anshi's granddaughter, Zhao Xu always can't raise her head in front of her, and the queen herself is not considerate and close, not long after getting married, Zhao Xu stayed away from her. After several arguments, the queen became even more indifferent.

Zhao Xu often thinks that when he is elected, if the Di family's daughter, who is better than the queen and more loved by his mother, enters the palace as the queen, then he does not have to be weak and short of breath in front of her. It's a pity that Wang Anshi's face is too big, and the prime ministers said that the daughter of the privy envoy is a concubine, which is not the dignity of the minister, and he just blocked this marriage, and I don't know who the flowers are now.

Today's newspaper is stacked on the table.

After Zhao Xu sat down, he skillfully picked up the first copy on it.

Originally, in the Funing Palace, not to mention newspapers, there were not even a few ordinary miscellaneous books, only scriptures to read. During that time, Zhao Xu was so depressed that he almost went crazy.

It wasn't until later that the queen got married, and after her struggle, she got the right to read books and newspapers.

The newspapers that Zhao Xu reads every day are always on top of the two major bulletins.

At the top of the list today is the Qiyun Express.

Qiyun Express has a characteristic, no matter where the natural and man-made disasters are, whether it is the birthday of the emperor and empress, these news will never become headlines, if there is no manipulation from the capital, there is only one headline of Qiyun Express, Keju. Not just the headlines, for most of the year, the Qiyun Express even the entire front-page space was left for Keju. Relatively speaking, its peers and rivals are not so professionally focused.

Zhao Xu has no interest in Keju, what can Gao Xingyun do if he wins Sanyuan again? He even hated the sport that had been passed down for thousands of years because the recognized founder of the Keju League was Hanoka. Usually when I read this newspaper, I just turn the front page, and I never read the fifth to eighth pages of the more informative page.

But today, Zhao Xu's attention was surprisingly on the front page, extremely focused. On the backs of his hands holding the newspaper, the green tendons burst out, and his head was buried in the newspaper.

After a while, he quickly dropped the Qiyun Express in his hand, picked up the newspaper of another league, and then one after another, and finally, he raised his head in a daze, "It's true." ”

Zhao Xu glanced at the queen sitting opposite, the queen didn't hear it, and still drank the mixed rice porridge calmly.

Zhao Xu's eyes became a little colder.

Although she is his queen, she is not on his side. Originally, because he needed Wang Anshi's protection, he had to endure it, but now even Wang Anshi is dead, this woman is of no use to him now.

There was a burst of ruthlessness in his heart, and Zhao Xu's attention returned to the newspaper again.

The word "Temple of Literature" on the newspaper is particularly conspicuous.

Feng Wang Anshi into the Temple of Literature! And it's also one of the philosophers of the main hall!

If someone told him yesterday, no, a quarter of an hour ago, that Han Gang would enter the main hall of the Confucian Temple with Wang Anshi, Zhao Xu would laugh for a whole quarter of an hour until he couldn't breathe, this is really the funniest joke of the year.

After hearing too many stories about the dispute between Xinxue and Qi Learning, who would believe that Han Gang would give Wang Anshi this courtesy?

"So generous, this is going to be converted?" Zhao Xu sneered.

The queen still didn't seem to hear.

But Zhao Xu's interest was high.

Who in the world doesn't know the value of the Temple of Literature? Compared with the unfashionable worship of the Yaowang Temple, the Confucian Temple is the right way recognized by people all over the world.

Han Gang can nod and agree to Wang Anshi's entry into the main hall of the Temple of Literature, don't think about it, he must have other selfish intentions, and if he can't keep it, he will reserve a seat for himself. I can also make excuses in the future, Wang Anshi went in, can't Han Gang get in? !

"The saints of the world have been doing it for a long time, does this really want to be holy?"

Zhao Xu's mockery to himself was exchanged for a cold glance from the queen.

But Zhao Xu didn't care. Because he sees the good in himself.

How could a person who killed a monarch enter the Temple of Literature? Not to mention the Temple of Literature, the Temple of Tai, the Yaowang Temple is impossible.

In order for Han Gang to enter the Temple of Literature for himself, he is afraid that he will not dare to harm himself in the future. Even if Zhang Dian and other thieves want to murder, he has to stop it.

Thinking back to Han Gang's disrespect for the thief before, now it looks like a dog that doesn't bite is barking.

The corners of Zhao Xu's mouth curled up unconsciously. Thinking of the pride of place, he took a piece of flax baked cake and happily bit it.

This meal, I haven't eaten so relaxed in a long time.

……………………

Wang Anshi has been suspended for seven days.

The prime minister's reprimand for the emperor was left behind before it became the focus, and no one was still entangled.

Wang Anshi was enshrined in the main hall of the Temple of Literature, which has become the focus of the world's attention today.

Although this matter has not yet been officially made public, according to the newspapers, the god who welcomed Wang Anshi into the main hall of the Temple of Literature waited for the approval of the council.

In public, many people were arguing whether Wang Anshi should be offered to the main hall of the Confucian Temple, and in private, more people were discussing whether Han Gang was paving the way for himself in the future.

Of the 12 philosophers of Confucius who are now worthy of enjoying the main hall, ten are Confucius's personal disciples, and the remaining two are Zisi and Mencius, one is the grandson of Confucius, and the other is recognized by the world as the sage of revitalizing Confucianism. They are all ancient people from thousands of years ago, and they have recently been offered to the main hall.

Wang Anshi just died, and he was about to enter the main hall of the Temple of Literature, which seemed to many people to be too anxious. Naturally, it was logical to wonder if it was Han Gang who planned for himself.

Qi is in the same vein, all of them are saying, 'Han Xianggong must be qualified, but Wang Taifu is a little too reluctant. ’

was closer to Han Gang, and asked him in private, "Does Xianggong have any interest in the Temple of Literature?" ”

"It's too early to say that." Han Gang smiled, "The only thing that can be sent into the temple is the tablet, and I'm not dead, is this a curse for me?" ”

The guy who asked the question uninterestingly left with a pale face.

"Does Yukun have any interest in the Temple of Literature?"

Looking back, when Zhang Dian asked this, Han Gang could only roll his eyes, "Brother Zihou, this joke is not funny." ”

Zhang Dian smiled and arched his hand, which can be regarded as reparation.

Enshrined Wang Anshi in the main hall of the Temple of Literature, this was a joint decision of Han Gang and Zhang Dan.

Perhaps the Temple of Literature is a sacred place in the eyes of orthodox Confucianism, but people like Zhang Dian and Han Gang will never take the place of cold pork too seriously.

"Taixue has been rejoicing for the past two days, Yukun, what do you say?"

"When happy events come, it can't make people sad. Human. ”

Zhang Dian was based in the New Party and promoted Wang Anshi to the top of the Party, which was conducive to his final integration of the New Party.

Zhang Dian has been the prime minister for more than ten years, and most of the New Party has long been on his side, but there are still some die-hards who have always refused to be attached to him. Zhang Dian was hindered by Wang Anshi and his own reputation, and it was always inconvenient to start.

Now that Wang Anshi is gone, Zhang Dian arched his tablet into the main hall of the Confucian Temple, and then went back to solve those diehards, but he didn't have any scruples.

As for Han Gang, he didn't mind the unification of the New Party, and his confidence in Qi was even higher.

Xinxue is just a façade problem for Zhang Dan, and for Han Gang, it is just a dry bone in the mound, and even his last breath left with Wang Anshi.

If it was more than ten years ago, Han Gang would not have done this. But now, the reason why Xinxue is still valued by the world and can still appear in the imperial examination is that the perfection of Qi in Confucianism theory has not yet been completed.

As for Han Gang's entry into the Temple of Literature, this is a joke.

He and the Holy Master are not the same way.

Others don't know what the Temple of Literature is, but Han Gang, who personally presided over the sending of Mencius and Zisi into the main hall and expanded the ten philosophers to the twelve, is very clear.

The Confucian inheritance is not as good as a word from those in power, if you can enter it now, you will be moved out in the future.

But there's a quest that can be reassuring. Han Gang's outward desires are too few, and the so-called dreams and pursuits are too saintly. Now this bit of selfishness makes people feel that Han Xianggong is like a person.

Thinking like this, spreading it like this, it makes most people forget that Han Gang still has a master.

The one who really wants to enter the Temple of Literature is not Han Gang, but Zhang Zai.

Over the years, with the rapid expansion of the Qi School of Gewu, Zhang Zai's reputation has gradually been covered by Han Gang, and Zhang Zai's writings are obscure, which has made many people forget him, but Han Gang has not forgotten his teacher.

According to the results of the negotiation between Han Gang and Zhang Tun, the main hall of the Temple of Literature will be equipped with four and ten philosophers, and a total of fourteen people will be worthy of accompanying the ceremony.

Four of them are matched, Yan Hui, Zeng Shen, Kong Ji, and Meng Ke.

Yan Hui is a resurrection saint - because Confucianism and Taoism are not transmitted from Yan Hui, so they cannot be sub-saints. Kong Ji [Zisi] is to describe the saint, and to say is the meaning of inheritance. Zeng Shen is the teacher of Zisi and the sect of the Simeng school, so he is a saint. Mencius is the system of the Tao of the present, so he is a sub-sage.

Elevate Mencius, just for his words - the people are the most important, the society is secondary, and the monarch is light. Of course, there is also that sentence: 'I only hear about the husband who is alone, and I don't hear about the murder of the king.'" ’

The next step of the four matches is the ten philosophers. Except for Wang Anshi and Zhang Zai, the other eight are all personal disciples of Confucius. That is, in the Analects, the ten disciples who were praised by Confucius for their virtues, speech, political affairs, and literature, excluding Yan Hui and Zeng Shenhou.

"The matter of this Temple of Literature, let the outside spread it first." Zhang Dun took the rumors outside as a joke, laughed a few words, and put it down, "In a few days, they will know the truth." ”

"Well, these things are not worth mentioning." Han Gang nodded, and said, "The emperor should pay attention to it." ”

At the mention of the emperor, Zhang Dian put away his smile and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The world knows that living in a timely manner and acting modestly can prolong life, but how much can be done?"

"It's hard to do." Zhang Dian thought of the fitness plan he had drawn up more than once, but he couldn't stick to it once, and was always delayed by all kinds of emergencies.

"The emperor gets up at six o'clock every day and goes to bed at ten o'clock, ensuring eight hours of sleep, and spends an hour walking around Funing Palace every day." Han Gang unexpectedly saw Zhang Di's expression solemn, "Brother Zihou, do you know how long the emperor has been holding out?" ”

Zhang Dian was the prime minister and knew all about the emperor's daily life, but he never paid attention to this aspect, and the people below him could not think of counting the emperor's exercise time.

"How long?"

"One thousand and eighty-five days." Han Gang reported a surprising number, "Only the annual New Year's Day, the winter solstice, and the death of the first emperor will stop for one day." ”

Zhang's eyebrows narrowed slightly. He knew that the emperor insisted on the habit of brisk walking and exercising every morning, but he did not count the time the emperor insisted on. It wasn't until he heard Han Gang's introduction that he realized the threat that was clearly understood.

To say that in the main journal and sub-journals of Nature, the direction that attracts the most attention from the world must be medicine, and the most important thing in medicine is daily health preservation.

Countless people have followed the instructions in some health papers to strengthen their bodies in order to prolong their lives. There are too many such people, and the emperor is just a very ordinary member of them.

But the willpower that the emperor has embodied in his years of training is the most noteworthy place.

Seeing that Zhang Dian frowned and said nothing, Han Gang said again: "The emperor's medical case, Brother Zihou, you can also see it." Looking only at the physical examination part, although the emperor's indicators are weaker than normal standards, they are still far better than those who have been ill for a long time. ”

"Thankfully, he didn't know." Zhang Dian smiled, and the melancholy between his eyebrows disappeared in this smile.

What would a patient think when he woke up and suddenly saw a circle of doctors around him, and none of them could see smiling? What do outsiders — like neighbors — think when they see so many doctors coming in and out of this house?

What if it's a similar situation, once every year or two? What will people think, what will the patients themselves think?

Han Gang would not dispatch most of the Imperial Medical Bureau every time the emperor was sick. But every year or two, when the emperor's illness is a little more serious, the Imperial Medical Bureau will pour out, and then make a fuss for more than half a month, alarming the entire capital......

It is precisely because of the various channels and means that the capital has publicized the emperor's physical weakness for many years, and on the basis of the precedent of the emperor's untimely death of his grandfather and father, that is, Emperor Yingzong and Emperor Xizong, and more importantly, Zhao Xu's own excessively thin and stunted appearance, basically everyone in the world is convinced of this. Even the imperial physicians who treated the emperor, Han Gang was sure that most of them were also confused, as can be seen from the medical records they recorded.

Nowadays, in the restaurant and tea shop, when the wine is hot, the people of Tokyo discuss how the prime ministers will deal with the emperor, which must have their own opinions, from forcing the emperor to confining the emperor for life, and so on. However, if someone says that the prime ministers will kill the king, it will only provoke a burst of ridicule - the emperor will be seriously ill from time to time, and every time the imperial doctors will try their best to save him, and every time the master of the capital will collect valuable medicines and send them to the palace like flowing water. Whoever looks at it, the ministers really want the emperor to die, as long as they order the imperial doctors to prescribe less medicine.

Over the years, Han Gang and Zhang Dian have spent so much effort to pave the way, and when they really think Zhao Xu is too much of an eyesore, they just start directly when they want to start, and they don't have to worry too much.

But neither Zhang Dian nor Han Gang had any intention of giving the throne a new face.

"Fortunately, he doesn't know either, we need him as an emperor." Han Gang said sincerely.

He's saying the obvious.

An adult emperor who is in a time of peace, but cannot convince the hearts of the people and makes the subjects of the world unable to look forward to it, is more rare than the wise and martial Li Shimin.

The current Zhao Xu is completely the result of more than ten years of hard work by unloyal courtiers. It's like a strange pine and plum in a bonsai, which has been trapped since childhood, distorting the normal growth direction, and when it grows up, it becomes a weird appearance.

But Han Gang didn't feel sorry at all. What about cultivating Zhao Xu into a Ming Jun? Then there is Ming Jun, the first thing he did after taking power was to eliminate the influence of the prime minister in the court. A little better, just like Han Qi, can still go home to retire, and if it's a little worse, you can see how Tang Gaozong treats the eldest grandson Wuji and Chu Suiliang.

Even if there was no accident back then, Han Gang didn't plan to be a loyal and pure minister. The higher you stand, the more you want to control your own destiny, rather than entrust it to a child who gains power by blood.

And Han Gang's idea is also the idea of Zhang Dian after the emperor 'killed his father and killed the king'.

It was through that tragedy, deliberately promoted by the two, that Zhao Xu became the unpopular appearance he is today.

Han Gang and Zhang Dian had finally cultivated such a monarch, and when they were about to come in handy, how could they just abandon it?

The position and existence of the emperor depends only on the needs - the needs of the prime minister, the needs of the capital, the needs of the ministers.

Now Han Gang and Zhang Dian are in need of such an emperor.

"He is indispensable now, weighing the weight, it is better to have him than not to have him."

Zhang Dian still remembers that when he was studying, his daily life was hard enough, but it was still not as regular as the emperor, although the emperor could have such perseverance, it should be because Du Tang and the Queen Mother were too dead. is no better than an ordinary reader, drinking and chatting with friends, going to the Qinglou to relieve boredom, the emperor who does not have so many entertainment activities, naturally only has a regular life.

But the conclusion is based on the effect, not the cause. For Zhang Dian and Han Gang, an emperor with a resolute character has already proven his danger.

Now that Zhang Dian weighed the weight, he thought that it would be more useful to keep the emperor. But the implication of his words is self-evident.

The corners of Han Gang's mouth curled up in a subtle arc, "Then please ask the emperor to work hard for a while." ”

"Well, for a while."