Chapter 188: New Year (2)
Stepping through the gate, the housekeeper walked across the small flowing bridge, and looking at the ice formed by the lake under the bridge, the housekeeper couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Walking through the courtyard, the housekeeper came to the outside of the study, bent down to the master in the study and said, "Master, I have ordered to go down, the master has not accepted guests recently, and those greetings have also been returned." β
Yang Zhao sat behind the desk, the stall on his body was covered on his thin body, looking at his daughter sitting on the desk and playing, he smiled, his young lady stood aside, not daring to look up at his master, but the afterglow always fell on his daughter, and he was afraid that his daughter would have an accident.
Yang Zhao is different, he is not worried about his daughter's safety, but generously lets his daughter play on the desk casually, even if it is an important twist and turn involving the imperial court, it is still played by his daughter.
"Xiaoqing, take your daughter down. β
Yang Zhao ripped off the blanket on his body, hugged the girl on the desk, kissed her gently, and handed it to his wife, "Take it down, let her play more, and take the room all day long, what can I do, my Yang family's child is to spread his wings and fly high." β
Xiaoqing hugged her daughter and retreated.
Yang Zhao's daughter didn't say a word to him.
This is also a normal thing, Yang Zhao's daughter has been placed by him in the family of Tingzhou since she was born, and has never taken over Chang'an, which may also be the reason why her daughter is separated from Yang Zhao.
The housekeeper stood quietly in front of the study, sent away Mrs. and Miss, and did not leave, as a person who has served the master for many years, knowing that the master took Mrs. and Miss, there must be something to explain.
"Come in. β
When the butler heard the master's command, he walked quickly into the study. Yang Zhao sat back in his chair, and there was no one around him.
"Master, you have been instructed to go down. β
Yang Zhao sat there and hummed softly, "How many families have sent the post?"
The housekeeper thought for a moment, and silently counted the prayers handed to him by the porter.
"Master, there are nine families in total, the prince's mansion is one, King Zhao and the acting king, the two princes' mansions are one family, and most of the rest are some officials from the Huailai department who want to meet the lord, it seems that they should have come for the errand that the lord has done recently. β
Yang Zhao snorted coldly, "They are well-informed. β
The housekeeper stopped talking, and there were some things that my grandfather said so much that I couldn't hear them.
Yang Zhao sat there, thinking for a long time, in the room, the sound of burning firewood kept sounding, and he accompanied the master like a housekeeper, without any words.
"Change that porter, let him disappear, I don't want to see him again in this world. β
After Yang Zhao finished speaking, his face was expressionless, as if he was saying something ordinary. If you don't want to see him again in this world, let him go to see Hades.
The butler said, "Yes, sir. Those who are waiting outside the house?"
Yang Zhao glanced at the housekeeper and asked with a smile, "What do you want to say?"
The housekeeper hurriedly knelt on the ground, although he couldn't see his expression, but his tone trembled, "Master, I just asked them how to deal with it, and I didn't mean anything else." β
Yang Zhao was not angry, but very calm, waved his hand gently, the door that was originally closed opened gently, and suddenly a chill followed the cold wind from the outside and blew in, falling on the housekeeper's body, and the housekeeper subconsciously trembled
One time.
Of course, Yang Zhao is not afraid of these, for him, this chill, his realm has long been not afraid.
"Look up. β
The housekeeper obeyed the master's instructions and hurriedly looked up, but he didn't know what the master wanted to do.
Yang Zhao spoke slowly and asked, "How do you feel?"
The housekeeper was a little puzzled, Yang Zhao pointed to the open door, the housekeeper understood, and his tone was hurried, "Master, the old slave just feels cold, and a cool breath comes out of his back." β
Yang Zhao nodded, obviously the butler's answer was very consistent with the answer in Yang Zhao's heart.
Yang Zhao tore off the blanket on his body and walked in front of the housekeeper, the housekeeper lowered his head again, not daring to look directly at the master, Yang Zhao said softly: "Do you know why I want you to kill the porter?"
"Because he has taken someone else's money. β
Yang Zhao waved his hand and continued: "I, Yang Zhao, am such a stingy person? People often say that the prime minister is a seven-rank official, although I Yang Zhao is not Zhang Juzheng, but I am also the doctor of Yushitai, and I am also the patriarch of the Yang family, and there are many people who want to see me. β
"A small porter, I received some silver, I can accept it, and I understand, after all, the people below are also people, and I, Yang Zhao, am not those hypocrites who aspire to be clean officials, you can accept money at will, but there is one point, you have to pay attention, you must distinguish the time, distinguish the things, some things can accept the silver, some cannot, this is the root of the slave. β
The housekeeper's body trembled constantly, and sweat began to break out on his forehead, and he didn't dare to say another word.
"You've done a good job in this area, so you can live a long, long time, and of course I won't treat you badly, sir. β
Yang Zhao walked to the stove near the window and gently put a piece of firewood inside.
"After going down for a while, go to the account office and spend a hundred taels of silver, of which fifty taels will be given to the people in the house, and you can keep the rest for yourself. β
The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Thank you, sir." β
Yang Zhao stretched out his hands and put them on the stove, constantly flipping them to make it easier for him to keep warm. Suddenly, Yang Zhao asked, "You followed me when you came from your arms." β
"Yes, sir. β
Yang Zhao glanced at the butler who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Get up." β
The housekeeper got up slowly, because he had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, it was very difficult to get up at first, so the housekeeper had to hold on to the wall of the study and get up slowly.
Yang Zhao looked at the housekeeper's appearance, but asked a puzzling word.
"Do you know why you are the butler and I am the master?"
The housekeeper was beating his legs, and when he heard the old man ask, he hurriedly said: "Master, master, the old slave will never dare... β
Yang Zhao waved his hand and asked again: "Tell me, master, I won't keep it in my heart." β
"Master, the old slave doesn't dare, don't dare. β
Yang Zhao sighed lightly, "Master, have I ever done anything to exclude dissidents on weekdays?"
Without waiting for the housekeeper to say anything, Yang Zhao asked himself, "Of course I did, otherwise how would I, Yang Zhao, be able to live to this day, and those who are against me, there is no shortage of good officials and clean officials." β
Yang Zhao laughed as he spoke, "They are all good people, but it's a pity that they all died in my hands." β
The housekeeper pretended to be dead directly, and he really hoped that the master would not say anything more
went, and if he continued, he would commit suicide and apologize if he didn't wait for the master to do it.
"Do these Your Majesty know, of course you know, those who were pressed by Your Majesty on the desk of the imperial study, and there are so many excerpts to impeach the official, but I am still standing here, standing in Chang'an City, as for those people, they have just turned into a few taels of loess, except for me and those relatives, who will remember them. Nothing. β
"Having said all this, why did Your Majesty leave me. β
Yang Zhao smiled, "Because I Yang Zhao is sensible, I know when to eliminate dissidents, when to promote my subordinates, this is the reason why I Yang Zhao is a courtier, and it is also the foundation for Your Majesty to tolerate me." β
"It is rumored outside that I, Yang Zhao, can have today, it is my sister, the help of the imperial concubine, I don't deny this, but those people really treat Your Majesty as a fool, I Yang Zhao doesn't understand these truths, I will live until now, I'm afraid the grave grass will be a foot high. β
The butler was frightened and fell to his knees again.
Yang Zhao slapped it out, and the stove next to him directly smashed through the window, flew out of the window, and landed in the yard, sparks dotted, but it was extinguished instantly, and it turned out that it began to snow outside for some time.
Yang Zhao gently stretched out his hand, and when he reached the window, a snowflake came into his hand, cold and cool.
"This time Xiaoqing came to Chang'an City, and the old people in the family began to want to exclude dissidents again, which was really naΓ―ve. They also gave you the money, and wanted you to persuade the old man, but you were interested in it, and sent it back, which is why you are here today. β
The housekeeper didn't expect that the master would know about such a hidden thing, and he accused again and again, "Master, the old slave is guilty." β
Yang Zhao didn't pay attention to the butler who knelt there, and smiled at the stove that he slapped out of the window, and now only the faint light of the fire was left there, believing that it would not be covered by the snow soon, and then extinguished.
"So, I'm Yang Zhao. In this incident, Lu Zhong wanted to exclude the old man, delusional, you ordered to go down, Jingzhao Mansion and the Criminal Department, and Dali Temple were all dispatched to thoroughly investigate every official, but don't alarm the people. β
The old slave went to arrange it immediately. β
Chang'an City, the Imperial City.
The emperor ordered to go down this morning, and did not see anyone, but just stayed outside the palace of his mother, quietly waiting for the queen mother to wake up. At noon, the Queen Mother, who had been frightened last night, woke up, and the Emperor hurriedly ran over, comforted the Queen Mother for a while, and after having lunch with the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother returned to Cining Palace.
After noon, it snowed again in Chang'an City, which came very suddenly, and the children playing on the street stared at the heavy snow one after another, returned home, and did not come out again.
There are also some old farmers who have been busy for a year, sitting at the door of their homes, looking at the sudden heavy snowfall, the corners of their mouths are full of smiles.
As for those businessmen who returned home for the New Year, and were still busy today, they were melancholy again, the last heavy snow finally melted, and another heavy snow came, and this business became more and more difficult to do.
Life is like this, some people are happy and some are sad, but life always has to be lived, and life has to go on. When facing the difficulties of life, it is okay to be sad and cry.
And after that?
We have to find a way out of this situation.
God will not let people starve to death, nor will they force people to die, this is the only bit of mercy that God has in his busy schedule.