Chapter Seventy-Three: The Great Sima

Da Sima is the position of general, the capital of food and ointment, the post of Zhou Zhao, and the pivot of the world, which can be described as the most rich and noble, and there is no one else

The fact that the Wang family, a relative, can be prominent for three dynasties has nothing to do with the fact that he has always controlled the position of Da Sima.

Liu Xin stood with his hands in his hands, standing in the imperial study, quite a bit of imperial majesty: "I also thought about being a good emperor and working hard. Implement the land restriction order and slave restriction order, save the people from fire and water, and save the country from the turbulence. But my hard work was stopped in the cradle by my noble relatives, and the day I was most discouraged, the first time I saw you, it was like the immortal in the painting. I thought at the time, Dong Lang, you are the person sent by God to help me, and I still feel the same way now. Dong Lang, are you willing to help me, will you help me. ”

This is the first time the emperor has summoned Du Yun after the voyeur incident, and he is still weirdly in a place like the imperial study.

Du Yun tilted his head, saw the book on the imperial case, and remained silent: "Eat the king's lu, bear the king's worries, and the ministers should do their best." ”

Du Yun's words made Liu Xin's eyes light up, and he was a little excited, and he walked up and was about to take Du Yun's hand, but was avoided by Du Yun.

Liu Xin withdrew his hand in embarrassment and muttered, "That's fine...... That's it......"

The emperor seems to have been hiding his thoughts for a long time, and today he has this opportunity, so he wants to say all these words to Du Yun.

"I grew up in the palace since I was a child, there is no freedom, there is a royal family in the court, and there is a queen mother in the harem. Later, I tried my best to support the Fu family of the Queen Mother and the Ding family of the Queen Mother, but these people ...... is no different from the Empress Dowager and the Wang family. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Xin couldn't help but be a little excited, and her eyes were like a lost wolf, fierce and confused.

"So, Dong Lang, come and help me, be my great Sima."

Da Sima, the head of a hundred officials, Du Yun was also surprised when he heard it. What did Liu Xin think, how could he give him such an official position, Du Yun smiled bitterly, it is estimated that Liu Xin is just looking at his face.

This was not his original plan, but it was better than his original plan. In this way, Du Yun was not polite, bowed down, and replied: "If being a big Sima can help Your Majesty, then the minister will definitely die." ”

After all, the position of Da Sima is not an empty title, it is a real pinnacle of power, how can it be removed for no reason. Fortunately, the current Sima Wang Feng is a medicine jar, and his health has always been poor, and he rarely can go to the court.

So......

"Your Majesty can give more medicinal materials and Wang Feng these days, firstly, to show Your Majesty's compassion, and secondly, to let the world know that Wang Feng is unable to serve as the Great Sima." Du Yun suggested this to the emperor.

"It's so good, Dong Lang is really talented and virtuous, and his intelligence is unparalleled." Liu Xin never hesitated to boast about Du Yun. "It's just a matter of office, I'm worried that those people in the court won't let go easily."

You also know that it is not easy to worry that the ministers will not agree, and you can still take into account the thoughts of the officials. Du Yun's belly slandered but did not show it, and bowed: "Your Majesty, rest assured, you can announce your will in the court in three days, and the ministers can deal with it." ”

"Good!" Liu Xin was relieved, and said in his heart: This is his Dong Lang, his country can only be compared with Dong Lang, how can others be matched.

It's a pity, it's sad, it's a pity......

……

The first snow of early winter, falling sporadically, drifted in the air one by one, like a marshmallow accidentally spilled by a child.

The wool of the black felt surrounded the carriage tightly, and the maroon horses ran fast and steady.

"Master, Your Majesty gives three times a day, what do you want to do? Every time, it's either a hundred-year-old ginseng or a humanoid He Shou Wu......," the little guy beside Wang Feng asked puzzled.

Picking up a thin slit in the curtain, a stream of cold air went straight into the carriage, and the little servant retracted his hand and complained: "Your Majesty is a reward, or do you want to toss the master, every time you come to give a gift with great fanfare, the master has to enter the palace to thank you, such a cold day, the old man's body is not good." ”

Wang Feng has been sick and cold for a long time, and his sick face is wrapped like a ball in bloated bear skin. "Hmph, what kind of reward, Your Majesty just wants to change someone to be the Great Sima."

After speaking, Wang Feng coughed a few times, panting like a cow, and had to lean against the wall of the car to close his eyes and recuperate.

"The Wang family has been brocade with flowers for so many years, and it is time to restrain and avoid the limelight, and if the moon is full, it will be a loss."

The little girl stopped talking, and used the small tandoor in the carriage to warm a bowl of medicinal juice in the food box and handed it to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng took the medicine bowl and drank it all, thinking about his nephew who had arranged everything for him, Wang Feng comforted him.

"Wang Mang is a good boy, filial piety to his widowed mother, benevolence to his brothers, and dedication to my sick uncle, who is old and immortal, and the Wang family will depend on him in the future."

The coachman stopped the carriage and said, "Master, we have arrived at the gate of the palace, and the sedan chair has been prepared to pick you up." ”

"There is a regular servant in Laozhong." Wang Feng smiled politely, and was carefully helped out of the car by the little servant, and the waiter hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"How dare you work adults." Wang Feng said humbly, but he was only polite, and he still let Zhongchang serve in the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was given by the emperor and carried directly to the door of the Xuan room. His Majesty lives in the main hall of the Xuan Room, and the side hall of the Xuan Room lives Dong Xian, the first favorite minister of the dynasty. Although Wang Feng didn't enter the palace much, it didn't even mean that he didn't even know this.

Frowning, Wang Feng was puzzled: "Lord Zhongchang, this official is here to meet the emperor to thank him, but this is clearly the residence of Lord Dong." ”

"Lord Wang doesn't know, Your Majesty occasionally feels cold today, and the dragon's body is slightly ill, so he can't meet your lordship. But I sympathized with Lord Wang's hard work when he entered the palace to thank him, so he asked Lord Dong to do it on his behalf. ”

"What?" Wang Fengqi blushed: "What is he, dare to represent His Majesty, call him an adult, that is to lift him, but a male pet, a male pet." ”

Du Yun listened to Wang Feng's words word for word in the room. Male pets, they all call it this in private, but in his territory, he is the only one who dares to shout like this, Wang Feng.

Since you don't give him face, there is no need for Duyun to give you face. "When you go out, you will say that I don't see him, and let him go." Du Yun's face did not change, and he commanded lightly.

Jia Sheng didn't have that kind of self-cultivation, and when he walked out of the room, his face was gloomy and ugly: "Lord Zhongchang, please go back to this Lord Wang." Our son-in-law just helped His Majesty approve the fold, he was tired, he just fell asleep, if it wasn't for a hundred thousand urgent things, don't bother him. ”

After Jia Sheng finished speaking, he left coldly, leaving behind a pusher and standing in the yard stupidly. Hmph, it's not that you don't like to see others, it's that people don't like to see you, it's embarrassing, Lord Sima Wang Fengwang.

Zhongchang coughed lowly, and was unwilling to relieve the siege, Wang Feng was left in the courtyard and could not retreat, ashamed. He had never suffered such a shame in his life, Wang Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood foam, and fainted directly.

Zhong Chang didn't dare to look at the excitement now, greeted, sent Wang Feng to an empty room, and then hurriedly went to invite the imperial doctor, and then went to report to the emperor in person.

"Oh, this fainted?" Liu Xin smiled, and a prank thought suddenly popped up in his heart. Hehehe, just thinking about it, I feel very happy.

Wang Feng is a high-spirited person, who loves power, and deceives the world and steals fame, but he is still so sick and refuses to let go. Look at me this time, I won't let you lose your reputation, and the evening will not be guaranteed.

Dare to insult the person on the tip of his heart under the emperor's nose, Wang Feng, you are looking for death, you deserve to die!