Chapter 217: A Word from the Eunuch
The eldest grandson Wuji sighed, but he was helpless. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Chu Suiliang, Han Jin, and Laiji are still talking and laughing, as if all the unhappiness just now has disappeared.
Xu Jingzong lamented in the mansion that a generation of new people replaced the old, and this child who was only a teenager was so smart and powerful.
Li Yifu is like a frightened bird, pondering whether to meet Helan Minzhi in the mansion.
The Chinese military officials of the DPRK still perform their duties, as if nothing major happened in the DPRK and China. But the clear-eyed people returned to their own mansions and did their best to do all the things that were harmful to them before. For example, corruption perverts the law, deceives superiors and conceals things, and cleans them up.
They knew that since Xu Jingzong ascended to the court today to participate in the middle palace, the situation in the Tang Dynasty, which had been calm for many years, would inevitably set off waves of storms and waves. I don't know when, I don't know how many innocent people will be involved.
There is an old folk saying, which is called if you don't eat greed, if you don't fight laziness, you won't be able to grow your eyes. It's a greedy dirty thing on weekdays, it's not called anything. There is not a single official in the world who is not greedy. It doesn't matter if your butt is not clean on weekdays, who can guarantee that you are clean when you are an official for a long time? But not at this time! It's just that you're fine, and you can't stand a non-existent.
What's more, if you don't wipe your ass clean, no one can blame you when it comes to the end.
And when the courtiers were thinking about each other, the ruler of the Tang Empire, the supreme emperor Li Zhiduan, was also deep in his thoughts when he sat on the dragon collapse in the palace.
At this time on weekdays, I should have just gone to Penglai Hall to tease and tease the little princess of Anding, and save it with Wu Zetian. But today, he had nowhere to go, so he could only sit alone in the empty hall, watching the twists and turns that seemed to be impossible to approve in his lifetime.
He likes Wu Zetian, and he doesn't deny that for her, he even has a feeling that an emperor shouldn't have. But Li Zhi is not afraid, because his father and mother were like this back then. The longer they get along, the more Wu Zetian brings him the kind of taboo enjoyment he had at the beginning, nor the kind of whim.
For him, today's Wu Zetian is more like his wife, giving him the feeling of home that he has been missing since he was a child. Li Zhi likes to hurry to Penglai Hall as soon as he goes to the court, likes to pick up Princess Anding, looks at Wu Zetian with gentle eyes, and asks softly: Your Majesty, do you want to have some more breakfast?
That's the feeling of home, the feeling of the queen mother to the emperor when she was young. Li Zhi always thought of this in his heart. But now, Princess Anding is gone, and her Zhaoyi washes her face with tears every day. And his father, the emperor, is even more hateful, and even used his child who died in less than a month as his wife to frame him. He didn't dare to go to Penglai Palace, didn't dare to look at the small cradle bed of Princess Anding back then, and didn't dare to face Wu Zetian.
But he couldn't help it, he couldn't think of any other way to abolish the Middle Palace. He was disgusted enough, and he could hardly bear the feeling that even his own home was being by the eldest grandson Wuji. He is not satisfied with this queen, and he is not satisfied with this world.
However, despite the guilt in his heart, this matter was indeed effective today. Li Zhi has seen hope, he sees that the court is not completely controlled by the eldest grandson Wuji, and there are still some people who can understand their intentions and dare to stand by their side, such as Xu Jingzong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.
"Wang Laifu, give me a cup of milk tea." Li Zhi said to the old eunuch beside him.
Wang Laifu raised his hand in response, and hurriedly served a cup of hot milk tea. When he arrived, Li Zhi suddenly asked, "What do you think of Xu Jingzong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites?" ”
It seems to be a casual remark that is full of care, but how could the personal eunuch who grew up with Li Zhi and served him for so many years not know his temperament. Since he can ask himself something, it means that he wants to hear an affirmative answer. In fact, Wang Laifu has always disliked Xu Jingzong, and he deeply disdains his character. But now that the emperor wants to use him, and he has no grudges or grudges against himself, he is naturally willing to say a few good words to Li Zhi.
"Hehe, everyone is really embarrassed to be an old slave, I have been in the palace, how can I know what kind of person Xu Shangshu is?" Although he has made up his mind to say two good words, he can't let the emperor think that he is always paying attention to the government. Both His Majesty Taizong and His Majesty today hate eunuchs interfering in political affairs. As he spoke, he handed the milk tea to Li Zhi.
"That's right, look at me and I'm confused, how can you know." Li Zhi also patted his head and said with a smile. Then he took the milk tea and took two sips gently.
"But although the old slave doesn't know how Xu Shangshu is a person, he knows something about him, do you want to hear about it?"
"Oh? Dare to hang my appetite, say it quickly. Li Zhi scolded with a smile.
"Huh!" Wang Laifu also hurriedly said: "When the first queen passed away, Xu Shangshu once laughed rudely, which angered the first emperor and caused a great disaster. ”
Hearing this, Li Zhi's brows furrowed tightly. He forgot about it, and Xu Jingzong actually laughed at the funeral of the queen mother. The fierce light in his eyes appeared, and it seemed that all the good feelings he had just had disappeared. Li Zhi's feelings for Empress Changsun are extremely deep, and it is difficult for anyone to tolerate the slightest disrespect. I remember that after Xu Jingzong was released and returned, he served as the prince's summer official, and he had a lot of difficulties. Later, after a long time, he gradually became obedient, and only then did he get better. I didn't expect to forget about it.
Wang Laifu looked at Li Zhi's expression and knew that things were going to be bad, and hurriedly said: "The old slave heard the little chamberlain in the palace say that this matter was not Xu Shangshu's fault, but it was really because a minister at that time deliberately laughed at him that caused such a big disaster, which can be seen that it was deliberately framed. ”
It's almost a god turn, Wang Laifu's two sentences can be said to be a god turn.
When Li Zhi heard this, the fierce light in his eyes disappeared almost immediately: "Are you sure? ”
"This old slave doesn't dare, but Xu Shangshu is an old minister who followed the first emperor after all, and he won't know the relationship between the first emperor and the first queen, how can he be so disrespectful to the first queen?" Wang Laifu's words are very artistic. not only said that Xu Jingzong would not be disrespectful to Empress Changsun, but also said that he had followed Li Shimin for many years. All of a sudden, Li Zhi completely understood.
"Yes, Xu Jingzong is an old man who followed the first emperor after all, how can he be disrespectful to my mother. Yes, yes. Li Zhi showed a clear smile on his face, Xu Jingzong, an old fox, has always been good at self-preservation, how could he openly laugh out loud at the funeral of the queen mother? Someone must have framed it, it must have been so.
Wang Laifu also showed a smile on his face and nodded secretly. (To be continued.) )