Since Zhao Ji asked the king, he must have been ready to see the king. Wang Anshi, www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, replied: "Holy Lord, I am afraid that there have been some changes in the past fourteen years, lest I be injured and frightened. Therefore, for the time being, avoid in the guest hall. ”

Zhao Ji smiled: "The official family and the king of Zhennan were also brothers back then, what changes did he have that would scare the official family?" However, I have also heard that after these fourteen years, King Zhennan still seems to be very young. Could it be that when the king left, he learned some art of immortality and beauty? ”

"Since the emperor already knows, then I don't have to worry, if the emperor wants to see him, just send someone to call him in."

Zhao Ji shook his head and said: "When I see the king reunited after a long absence, I will inevitably feel a little nostalgic, I'm afraid it is not suitable in this hall, right?!" Why don't you bother the prince to take me to see him? ”

Shi Qian listened, thinking that this prince's shelf was big enough, and even the emperor was a little polite to him. It seems that what Chao Er said is right, instead of hearing about the public case, it is better to ask the prince more. Thinking about it, I felt that since I was ordered by Lord Liang to follow the king to serve him, I was a little unconvinced, and felt that Wang was not as capable as Lord Liang. Now it seems that he has lost his eyes, Liang Wang Ye is nothing, this king is the real powerful character. But when I think about it, in fact, I am not wrong, Lord Liang is still called Wang Panda.

Seeing the emperor and Wang Anshi walking out of the hall, he thought that it was too conspicuous to go out, and he also wanted to see where the prince was now, not to mention that he was a little addicted to listening to the whispers for a long time, and the conversation between the emperor and the king could not be more exciting.

Thinking of this, he looked around, the hall was empty and no one came in, Shi Qian turned over and jumped down from the beam, walked quickly to the small door when he came in, left a gap when he came, looked along the crack in the door to see that there was no one outside, Shi Qian pushed the door and wanted to go to the roof first, pushed the door and twisted his body and just jumped up, he felt something fall overhead, and the black light blinded him before he could see clearly, he was trapped by a net.

Immediately afterwards, as soon as the person who put it on let go, he threw Shi Qian, who was wrapped in the net, to the ground, but fortunately, Shi Qian did not jump high, which made people throw it off the roof of the main hall, and it was definitely not light. He just wanted to pull out a dagger and cut the net, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and several soldiers surrounded Shi Qian with torches. "No one, don't move."

"Didn't move, didn't move!" Shi Qian said that he had this injustice in his heart, and he didn't find anything to eat but became someone else's prey. Eavesdropping on the emperor's words, that's a crime of bullying the king, and I can't lose my head today.

Dinglin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, there are many pilgrims coming and going, and the guest hall here has several courtyards of various sizes. Today, except for the guest hall prepared by Zhao Ji for Zhao Ji, the doors of the other guest hall courtyards are closed. A monk led the way, and took Zhao Ji and Wang Anshi to the courtyard where the king was, and only the main room was lit in four or five rooms.

Sent the two to the door, the monk retreated, Wang Anshi stepped forward and knocked on the door twice, and heard the inside ask: "Who is it!" ”

"Beyond, it's for the father!"

"Dad, please come in!" The king opened the door as he spoke.

"Who do you see coming, and you still don't want to see you?!" Wang Anshi flashed and let Zhao Ji in front of the king.

Zhao Ji stepped into the house, thinking all the way when he just came, what to say when he saw the king, but when he stood in front of the king, Zhao Ji suddenly hesitated.

Speaking of which, the two used to be good friends, and the king also escorted the savior many times. But back then, he personally asked the king to disappear, and the two of them almost broke off. Sometimes Zhao Ji is also thinking that if Wang Bi doesn't really disappear, maybe his anger will disappear after a while, or maybe the relationship between the two people will take a turn for the better after figuring out the truth of the matter. However, it was so coincidental that the king disappeared so completely. And when he came back, it was indeed when he watched Yongle succeed and fail, the treasury was empty again, and Zhao Ji was anxious again. He also didn't know whether the king came back at this time to send charcoal in the snow, or to fall into the well, in short, take a step at a time, at least this is still the land of the Great Song Dynasty, and he is still the king of a country in the Great Song Dynasty.

The king recognized Zhao Ji at a glance, don't think that you don't know you if you have a beard, he bowed his head and saluted: "The minister and the king are late, and I hope the emperor will forgive the sin!" ”

Zhao Ji wanted to say a few words of kindness and warmth, but the tone and words next to the king were cold, and he seemed to be quite helpless. "Forgive your innocence, raise your head!" It is said that Wang Bi is young and has not changed much in fourteen years, but Zhao Ji wants to see what he looks like.

Wang Fang slowly raised his head, his gaze met Zhao Ji, there was no enthusiasm or hatred, as calm as an ordinary courtier talking to the emperor.

At this moment, Zhao Ji was entangled, and the king in front of him was exactly what he was fourteen years ago, young, handsome, and suave. The years have not left any traces on his face, which really makes Zhao Ji a little envious, jealous and hateful. He was a little confused, and even the last time he saw the two people next to the king suddenly appeared in his mind, Zhao Ji was a little overwhelmed.

It's no wonder that Zhao Ji was dizzy, the ancients were superstitious, especially those who became emperors, always hoping that they could live forever. At present, Zhao Ji's age is about the same as when Yingzong died, thinking that he is weak and can't even raise his senses for sexual affairs, Zhao Ji doesn't know what immortal method Wang has cultivated and how much Taoism he has.

"Your Majesty, the king is here, you can talk to each other as much as you want, and I will retire first."

Zhao Ji subconsciously hummed, and Wang Anshi withdrew from the room. For Wang Anshi, now is the real success of the retreat, from then on the mid-level garden into a temple, and he himself rode around on a donkey. As for what the king should do, whether it is his achievement or his calamity depends on his own creation.

The door behind him was gently closed, and Zhao Ji realized that he was a little distracted just now when he heard the door. After all, he has also been the emperor for many years, he sighed and said with infinite emotion: "Back then, the official family listened to Qin Minxue's words and blamed Brother Wang for his mistakes, until later he knew from Hou Shuxian's mouth that the prince was attentive. Every time I think about it, I can't sleep at night. I am so happy to see Brother Wang again. ”

Zhao Ji said and stepped forward to take the hand of the king, there are no outsiders in the room now, and it is nothing to save face in order to please the king.

Wang Bi gently withdrew his hand from Zhao Ji's hand: "The emperor has deigned to come here, the humble house of this temple has wronged the emperor, I have prepared incense tablets, please take a seat!" ”

Zhao Ji's hot face was attached to the cold ass next to Wang, and he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, but he thought that after all, he had just met, and he always had to work hard to release his suspicions. The two opposite sides sat down at the table, and the king poured tea for Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji looked at a cup, which was an ordinary pottery cup used in the temple, and he hesitated for a moment without reaching out to take it.

"Your Majesty, are you afraid that I will hold a grudge and poison the emperor's tea?" Wang Bei smiled slightly.

Zhao Ji's face turned red, and his heart was said. He disguised his smile, and turned to the teacup: "I believe that Brother Wang will not do such a thing, I think this cup and bowl are too simple, but it's a pity that the tea is good." ”

"Of course, how can the things here compare to those in the palace?! However, there is no good or bad tea, the key depends on the person who drinks it. If you are content, it is also a good tea, and if you don't know how to lift the dragon, it is like a blade of grass. ”

Zhao Ji listened to the words of the king, and had the meaning of scolding Huai, but it was not easy to attack, so he laughed dryly: "What Brother Wang said is really good, I hope that Brother Wang and Ling Zun can also understand the intentions of the official family, and don't let them down." ”

Wang next to him laughed and said: "I'm talking about you, you should go to my father and son, it seems that the emperor has not done it in vain for more than ten years!" ”

Speaking by name like this, it is not enough to change a hundred heads from others, but Zhao Ji is now asking for help from the king, so he simply laughed and said: "Brother Wang is quick to talk, I have a headache every day when I listen to other people's saints, maybe it will be a disobedient welcome later." Now that I hear it, I still talk to you comfortably with Brother Wang! ”

"In that case, let's have a good chat today: In the past ten years, my Taibao Bank has the imperial court to help me operate, and the business should be good, right?!"

Zhao Ji shook his head: "Brother Wang, what does the bank do?" It was in and out of the silver. What is silver? That is the foundation of the imperial court, and whether the bank can operate well is the responsibility of the imperial court and a symbol of strength. As long as you control the silver, you can control the bonds of the foreigners, and you can also suppress the prices and currencies of the foreigners. I learned this from you, the king, have you forgotten it? The prince does the bank as a business, but the court does the bank for the people's livelihood. Lord Wang, you haven't seen you for fourteen years, how confused. ”

Wang thought secretly, Zhao Ji was really a lot more cunning: "The emperor is sage! In this way, if I want to go back to the bank, it will be very troublesome, not only will the court not be able to talk about it, but even the people will not be able to pass the matter involving the people's livelihood! ”

"Well, since Brother Wang, since you have brought it up, this is not a big deal, I Zhao Ji will fund you and authorize you to run a private silver number. You have a fast brain and can keep up with the market, maybe it will also promote the government?! ”

Do you fund? You have to have your shares, when you opened the Taibao Bank, you already owed me half of the country. Wang Bi thought so in his heart, but he shirked it: "No, no, no, I won't do anything to compete with the court!" ”

Zhao Ji likes to listen to this, but he feels unsteady. He glanced at the king, saw that the king frowned slightly, and then listened to the king's question: "I just came back, the world has changed too much, I heard that many transactions have been merged between public and private, presumably the court has gained a lot over the years." ”

What is the king referring to? Zhao Ji thought for a while: "Brother Wang is right, but the court has nothing to gain." The joint ventures of the imperial court were those involving land, mountain mines, coal yards, and the like. These are finite, non-renewable! Brother Wang, have you forgotten? This is also your church official's family? However, like the restaurant management post and the people's daily commodity business, the imperial court does not do it, and it must always leave some way for the people to live! ”

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