However, after a few seconds, he came up with two answers, if he could really achieve that state, either he didn't realize that he was too thick-skinned, or he didn't want to realize that he was too thick-skinned at all.

Lord Zhang glanced up at His Royal Highness King Zhennan, who was sitting in the carriage and smiling at him, and was in a trance for a while, unable to figure out whether he belonged to the former or the latter.

"It's cold today, and it's going to rain later." Song Yuchen said, "Since we met so by chance, I will give Master Zhang a ride." ”

His tone was relaxed, and the smile on his lips was like a breeze, as if he happened to meet the kind mother-in-law who invited the bride next door to go to the street to buy vegetables together.

Master Zhang, "......"

He responded dryly, "You're tired", and then got into the carriage head-on, and successfully solved the problem that was just circling in his mind, and decisively put Song Yuchen into the latter category.

Almost across the entire royal city, it is really "coincidental" to walk in such a long way.

As soon as Mr. Zhang got in the car and sat down, Song Yuchen took out a hard iron object from his cuffs and stuffed it into his palm, and said gently, "It's warm and cold at first, it's the hardest thing to rest, it was still hot yesterday, who would have thought that it would be cold today-Lord Zhang warms up, beware of freezing." ”

After a few experiences, Master Zhang felt that he had quickly become proficient, and he didn't talk too much nonsense, so he took the small furnace and stuffed it into his arms, as if holding a scorching fireball, "Thank you, Lord Wang." After the prince left the palace that day, the emperor ordered someone to send Zhu Pi's excerpt to Jingshan Hall, I think that means, it should be intended to eliminate redundant officials and concentrate the power of the three divisions. ”

As he spoke, he inadvertently lifted his eyelids and glanced at Song Yuchen, and lowered his voice a few points, "The prince is for the emperor's good, the minister can see it, but this matter has a long way to go, and it will not be until the spring of next year, and the Hou Ye will probably not leave the royal city, and it will not be easy to complete it before then." ”

He said it subtly and tactfully, Song Yuchen listened lazily with half-squinted eyes, but his heart was clear.

The bad wind of redundant officials and accumulation began from the first emperor, that is, Song Yuchen's father, the first emperor worked all his life, and was busy with a very painstaking posture, and he was already busy with gray temples in his prime, but in the end he still ended up with a review of both merits and demerits.

Although he is not a mediocre tyrant, he is still far from the title of Ming Jun, which has been famous in history for thousands of years.

Credits are the icing on the cake, day after day, year after year, delicate flowers can't withstand the passage of time, they will always wither, and soon turn into a handful of dust and disappear in the wind and sand of the years. What can engrave a mark in people's hearts that cannot be erased for thousands of years is often the scoop of dung that is accidentally splashed on flowers.

And the emperor's splashing of this scoop of dung is to give the name of high-ranking officials to the relatives and old ministers of the clan, and there are two purposes at the beginning of the establishment, on the one hand, it wants to appease the hearts of the people who are about to move, and on the other hand, it wants to do a good job on the surface and firmly grasp the real power in their own hands.

But all people and things in the past dynasties have been proved by ironclad facts, and everything is difficult to achieve both.

It is impossible for the copper plate to land on both sides at the same time or to the sky, so that the three-year-old market children can understand the truth, but the first emperor of the Wise I failed to figure it out.

He took it for granted that he would be able to settle the world after this order was carried out, but he never thought that when the water was clear, there would be no fish, but when the water was muddy, the fish would be alive?

Since Song Yuxun inherited the unification, he has been secretly remembering this matter, but because of many obstacles, he has been trembling and walking on thin ice, and he has never dared to make a move, but today, it seems that he has finally come to the point where he has to come.

As a courtier, Lord Zhang naturally can't directly point to the nose of His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan and scold his father for being a mediocre talent, but he died cleanly, but he left such a dilapidated hole bigger than the sky for future generations to fill, but Song Yuchen is different, he thinks that the image of no one in his arrogant and domineering eyes has disappeared in the minds of everyone, so he simply picked up this broken jar and wanted to break it a little more.

He made a look of appreciation and said, "Thank you Lord Zhang for the reminder." Because of the fault of the first emperor, I really can't get rid of the trouble caused to the adults, and I ask Lord Zhang to accept my worship. ”

Lord Zhang didn't care to consider whether it was too rebellious for him to comment so bluntly on the former emperor's mistakes in broad daylight, but he remembered that he was quickly flattered and held his pretending to raise his arm, "The prince doesn't have to be polite to his ministers. ”

Song Yuchen didn't intend to be polite to him, so he just nodded and sat up straight again, and quietly put the small stove that Master Zhang had just thrown away in his hurry into his cuffs, warmed his hands absentmindedly, and fixed his gaze fixed on a small point of nothingness.

After a pause, Song Yuchen said, "Once this order is down, it will inevitably involve all kinds of problems, and you will have to face several major clans, and maybe it will cause a lot of dissatisfaction, and Lord Zhang will have to worry a lot about it at that time." ”

"The prince is wise." Master Zhang glanced at the light rain that suddenly came outside the window, suppressed his voice even lower than Fang Cai, and said, "Don't hide it from the prince, Lord Fang Tianyou came to the cold house last night." ”

Song Yuchen's half-squinted eyes spread a little when he heard this, and sneered, "It's really a sharp dog nose, the first to run when you usually want to work, the first to rush up when you eat meat, and now you want to snatch the meat away and be the first to turn around and scream, and beat it to death with a stick as soon as possible, which annoys people." ”

The so-called Lord Fang Tianyou Fang is a staff member under the command of the Marquis of Anding, who is as oily as the people in the Marquis of Anding's Mansion on weekdays, and can speak lotus flowers when he opens his mouth, and has a mouth that can bring the dead to life, a little clever, plus there is Andinghou behind his back, although there is no rank, everyone meets in private, and they still have to be called an adult.

It's a pity that his little cleverness can't be used in the right place, although he has a bowl of rice to eat in the Anding Marquis Mansion, the foul habits that have been cultivated in the market are not something that can be changed overnight, not to mention that he himself doesn't want to change. If he was too smart, he became a cheater, and over time, he even became a capital that Fang Tianyou was proud of.

The stench is on the surface, and it is ruined.

I'm afraid that apart from His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, there are few people who dare to say this so bluntly at this time.

The truth of loving the house and Wu is the same in reverse, Lord Zhang didn't treat An Dinghou very much, and he looked down on his subordinates who liked to play right and wrong, but he didn't dare to say it on the surface, not wanting to cause some unwarranted trouble for himself.