Chapter 6: The Emperor (2)

As Zheng Ziming's position gets higher and higher, everyone rarely calls him by his name anymore. Even if it is commensurate with an official position, it is usually automatically added with the suffix of adult as a sign of respect.

Therefore, when the word "Ziming" suddenly appeared in Pan Mei's mouth, almost all the civil and military officers present were slightly stunned. Immediately, everyone's faces became extremely solemn.

Zheng Ziming himself also knows that Pan Meineng is so anxious that he can't take care of the subsections, which must be extraordinary. Therefore, after a moment's deliberation, he made a decision in a loud voice: "Okay, according to the opinion of the inquiry." Let's take precautions as soon as possible, and we won't be in a hurry at the end. "Boyang, after you go down, immediately start to gather the soldiers and horses of each battalion. At the same time, they sent more detailed work to the other side of the river to keep an eye on every move of the Youzhou army. Gong Wen, send a messenger to deliver the assassin's confession to the imperial court, and trouble you!"

"Obey!" Tao Dachun and Fan Zheng stood up and saluted together.

"The rest of the arrangements are as usual, let's loosen the outside and tighten the inside, and try not to disturb the people!" Zheng Ziming nodded to the two and continued to command loudly.

"Yes!" all the civilians and warriors stood up in unison and gave their hands to the order.

"Zhong Xun, you clean up after you go back, and from tomorrow onwards, follow me to continue to inspect the county town and fortress below. Waving his arm to signal everyone to take it easy, Zheng Ziming turned his gaze to Pan Mei again and ordered in a deep voice.

"What?" Pan Mei stumbled obviously, turned her face, and asked in amazement, "Are you still going?"

Zheng Ziming smiled and replied categorically: "Besides, there are a few important places on the seashore, and I have long wanted to go over and see for myself." ”

"That's right!" Pan Mei knew that no further persuasion would have any effect, so she nodded stupidly, "It's okay to go." In Cangzhou, it is said that a lot of illicit salt is trafficked abroad every year, but there is no salt tax of a few pennies on the books. While several big salt lords have been slaughtered by you, and the new salt lords haven't gained a firm foothold yet, let's go around and at least make the treasury have more inputs!"

"Hmm!" Zheng Ziming also smiled, acquiescing to Pan Mei's statement. However, deep down in his heart, a strong impulse surged again.

The sea is not only the light and the salt. Wood is not just used for fire. Hundreds of years ago, there were people who could sail straight to Fuso. Liaodong is at least two-thirds closer than Fusang, and passenger ships that can reach Fusang can definitely reach Liaodong easily......

Early the next morning, Pan Mei took two battalions of soldiers and horses to protect Zheng Ziming in the middle of the team, and slaughtered towards the salt-producing area by the sea. The elder, Shi Fanzheng, also handed over the confession that had been carefully polished for the assassins by hand to a team of messengers, and hurried to Bianliang.

Three days later, the messenger arrived in Bianliang City and presented the confession to Zhongshu Province according to the normal route. After seeing the contents, the official on duty in Zhongshu Province was immediately frightened and sweaty, and did not dare to make any delays, so he sent the confession to Prime Minister Yang Wei's desk as soon as he trotted.

After reading it, Yang Wei was also scared into a cold sweat. Hurriedly found Shi Hongzhao, Wang Zhang and Su Fengji, and entered the palace with the three of them to ask for a saint. At the same time, someone was sent to copy a copy of the confession and send it to Guo Wei, who was recuperating at home due to injuries sustained in a fall from a horse.

"This, nine out of ten is that it is the assassin's nonsense!" Although he knew what was going on in his heart, Prime Minister Yang Wei still didn't want the conflict between the monarch and the minister to be intensified to the point of no return, and while walking towards the inner palace, he whispered to Shi Hongzhao, Wang Zhang, and Su Fengji.

"It's definitely gibberish. The little official was obviously bought by the Liao people, and then before he died, he beat him upside down. In the hope of being able to separate my Han monarchs and ministers!" Su Fengji, the secretary of the ministry, nodded impatiently while wiping his sweat. lest he speak slowly, so that Shi Hongzhao will be "blinded" by the "death of Liao".

Wang Zhang, the third envoy, has long been out of political affairs, and even the financial power has been handed over to Guo Yunming, of course, he doesn't want the monarch and the ministers to see each other. After hesitating for a while, he added with a clear conscience: "I also went to see Guo Shumi yesterday, and he just talked about hunting and accidentally fell off his horse. It's not at all the rumors of the people, and it has been besieged by a large group of assassins!"

"In this way, the boy surnamed Zheng and Guo Jiaqi'er were assassinated almost at the same time, is it a coincidence?" Shi Hongzhao refused to buy the accounts of the other three at all, stopped his steps suddenly, turned around, and asked with a sneer.

"Coincidence, absolute coincidence!" Su Fengji shuddered when he was asked, and immediately nodded and responded loudly.

As the words fell, he realized that his answer was very problematic. Hurriedly shook his head a few more times, covering his face with a disgraced face, "Coincidentally, it's just a coincidence that both of them were not lightly injured. But, one was stabbed by the Liao Assassins, and the other was accidentally dropped from a horse while hunting. You can't pull it together at all!"

"you bastard!" Shi Hongzhao couldn't bear it, shook his shoulder, and knocked Su Fengji into the sky, "I have fought side by side with Guo Jiaque for many years, and I have only seen him riding a horse with a knife, killing in and out of the enemy army, but I have never seen him fall off the horse." Now that he is not fighting, but he suddenly fell off his horse and was injured, how could he not be tired of it?"

"Also, maybe it's a coincidence!" Although Wang Zhang was not directly targeted by Su Fengji, he was also so ashamed that his face was red, and he turned sideways to the side, stammering and quibbling.

"You, why don't you say that he accidentally choked on his lungs while drinking water!" Shi Hongzhao turned his head to him and sneered loudly. "The surname Wang, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, and together with the little emperor, I wish the big guy would die early!"

Unlike Guo Wei, he picked up the book again halfway, and his speech and demeanor were full of Confucian atmosphere. Shi Hongzhao has never touched a book since he was a child, so he became angry, his face was full of beard and roots, his eyebrows were upside down, and his tiger eyes were full of murderous energy.

"This, this ......" Wang Zhang was shocked by the murderous aura coming from the pavement and took half a step back, purssing his lips and speechless.

In fact, as long as they are not really stupid, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty know that Guo Wei is injured and suffers strangely. However, after all, the court's surname is Liu, and no matter how wronged the courtiers are, they can't go to the palace to chase the murderer. Otherwise, between monarchs and ministers, what other options are there besides attacking each other?

At this juncture, the best way to do this is for both sides to take half a step back. Wu Gu ordered to take the initiative to return part of the power in his hands to the emperor, and the emperor casually pushed someone out of the inner palace to top the assassin's tank, and then, the two sides continued to be at peace with each other, knowing that the next time the strength was out of balance again, one of the latter was once again unsatisfied with the status quo.

However, it was impossible for him to get a response from the other four ministers. First of all, in Shi Hongzhao's eyes, the emperor is a stubborn junior who will never grow up. It is okay to keep it sitting on the dragon chair, but it must not be left to this person's nature. Secondly, Su Fengji has recently fallen to the little emperor Liu Chengyou, and he will no longer advance and retreat with the other four people. Again, Guo Wei was stabbed all the way for no reason, and it was impossible to give in immediately. Otherwise, it means that the little emperor's assassin tactics are effective and can be redoubled!

was in a dilemma, and suddenly Su Fengji's scream came from his ears: "Oops! it hurts, it hurts me." Shi Privy Council, Su is also the same minister! Although you and I have different political views, you, you should not insult me like this!"

But it was this person who heard that there seemed to be movement in the inner palace, and took the opportunity to draw a line with the rest of the ministers.

"Blindly flattering, are you also worthy of the word Gu Life?" Shi Hongzhao hated him for being soft-boned and light-weighted, took a step forward, and pointed down with one hand, "The first emperor entrusted him with state affairs, expecting us and others to assist the young master, unify the world as soon as possible, and rebuild peace." And in addition to currying favor and flattering, when did you ever give the young master a good idea? If the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty become a fortunate person like you, our Great Han Kingdom will burn high incense if it is not destroyed by others, what else do you expect to level the heroes and unify Kyushu?"

"Oops, oops......" Su Fengji was so weak by his count, he covered his face and eyes with his arms, and continued to scream.

"Huayuan, at the gate of the inner palace, we'd better not make a loud noise!" Prime Minister Yang Wei really couldn't stand it, walked between the two, and whispered to dissuade him.

"What about coming out. Even in front of the emperor, I beat him like that!" Shi Hongzhao was so angry that he couldn't hear the meaning of protection in Yang Wei's words. Waving his arms and roaring loudly. "They do this kind of bird thing, it's rare that they are afraid of the old man's words, you get out of the way, see how I clean up this soft bone today!"

"Squeak!" At this moment, the palace door was pushed open from the inside, and the Privy Council accepted the order, and Nie Wenjin, the general of the right guard, rushed out with more than 20 guards. first leaned over and helped Su Fengji up from the ground, then frowned, and gently arched his hand to Shi Hongzhao, "Shi Shumi, this is the gate of the inner palace, please save some face for everyone!"

"Keep your mother's eggs!" He came out to mix and reconcile, but as soon as he made peace, Shi Hongzhao suddenly became more and more angry. He took a big step forward, picked up a fist the size of a bowl, and hit a hammer on the bridge of his nose, "The face is earned by himself, not by others." If he, Su Fengji, is dedicated to the country and has a clean breeze on his sleeves, it is too late for Lao Tzu to kneel for him, where will he have the courage to harm him? Since he is the first to commit a cheap crime, don't blame others for taking your inappropriate things!"

"Oops——!" Nie Wenjin didn't expect Su Fengji to even dare to beat himself, he was beaten to the Venus in front of him, his nose bleeded for a long time, and then he staggered a few steps one after another, all relying on the timely support of the guards, he barely fell down.

Now, his face really can't be hung up. Standing firm, covering his nose with one hand and pressing the handle of the knife with the other, "Lord Privy Envoy, the last general is responsible for guarding the Forbidden Palace." Beating the last general at the gate of the palace, you should know what it means!"

"It means that you little bastard owes a beating!" Shi Hongzhao caught up, and two bowl-sized fists slammed into Nie Wenjin's face without hesitation, "There is a kind, there is a kind, you will draw a knife." Seeing that the old man can't clean it up with his bare hands, you still think of the responsibility of guarding the Forbidden Palace. In the past two years, even if you have fulfilled your responsibilities, you will not tolerate those rabbits who sell ass to drill into the Forbidden Palace in the middle of the night. Lao Tzu usually turns a blind eye to you and the others, because he doesn't want to let the old brother's spirit in heaven be disgraced, but he is not really blind! Now since you ass sellers don't want to give face, why should Lao Tzu fuck that idle mind for you? Draw a knife, if you have a kind of you, you will draw a knife, or ask the guards to come up and take down the old man together. Let's see if the old man can beat you all to death with these two fists!"

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