After a long time, the emperor came back to his senses, and when he looked at the two folds, he was no longer cold.

Zhao Gonggong is a person who knows how to figure out his intentions, and when he looks at the emperor's expression, he knows that this time is afraid that this matter is in the past.

"Su Zi is the blood of the crown prince, and sure enough, he still has some weight here with His Majesty. Thinking like this, he thought about it, and when His Majesty asked again, he would tell His Majesty the information he had obtained.

Because some of the forces under his control are all collecting intelligence through covert forces, the focus is different, and it just adds some details outside the secret fold.

After a while, the emperor really asked: "Dexi, about Su Zi's nationality, is there anything else that has been passed back?" ”

This is the benefit of taking precautions, although the emperor did not specifically order it down, but Zhao Gonggong has also been letting people keep an eye on Su Ziji, collecting information, in order not to be speechless at this time.

At this time, saying that he didn't know would make the emperor dissatisfied, and he had made preparations in advance, so he didn't have to be afraid.

Zhao Gonggong said jokingly: "The old slave really knows one." ”

He cleared his throat and read a poem in front of the emperor.

"The lonely geese don't drink and peck, and the sound of flying is like a group. ”

"Who pities a shadow and loses thousands of clouds?"

"I still see everything, and I mourn more than I hear. ”

"The wild crows have no idea, and they are making noise. ”

"This is a poem made by Lord Su in Shun'an Mansion. After reciting, Zhao Gonggong said with a smile.

This poem, of course, exudes a sense of arrogance, and may even be a metaphor for people through poetry, but it still makes people's eyes shine when they read it.

When the emperor heard this, he also nodded: "Good poem!"

"I knew that he was good at poetry, but I didn't expect that he could make such good poems when he went out of Beijing. This time it's not those ups and downs, but a bit of artistic conception. ”

After speaking, he read it silently again, and smiled: "I didn't think that my family could produce poets!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Gonggong below was immediately shocked, and he hurriedly lowered his head deeper to hide the surprise on his face.

"Your Majesty actually took the initiative to say this, does it mean that Your Majesty has finally made up his mind to give Su Zi a genealogy?"

"Also, this time Su Zi was allowed to go out of Beijing, just to see this son's ability and character, if it is applicable, or he will admit it, if the little mud pit in Shun'an Mansion can't come out, he will probably be appointed as an ordinary official. ”

"The King of Qi and the King of Shu frequently fight, and the King of Lu is still eager to try, but His Majesty is not strict about stopping him, and even sometimes adds fuel to the fire, and now he wants to pull a little emperor and grandson into the battle, and in the end, do you want to fight out the strongest person?"

Going deeper, Zhao Gonggong didn't dare to think about it, didn't dare to guess.

Hearing that His Majesty in the top position coughed a few times, he hurriedly stepped forward with a spittoon himself, looking at the emperor whose face was flushed with coughing, Gonggong Zhao carefully advised: "Your Majesty, you are also tired for a day, rest for a while." ”

"Well, wait until I'm done writing this decree. ”

The emperor reached his mouth with his fist, coughed twice, and asked Zhao Gonggong to set up the tools, he thought about it, and then picked up the pen and waved it.

Gonggong Zhao was serving on the side, and naturally he also saw the content of this holy decree.

"It turned out to be Qi Hongxin, the prefect of Jin Shun'an Mansion, with the third rank?"

"Qi Hongxin seems to be a beggar on the bone, Your Majesty, is this a retention, or ...... Is it knowing that the life span is short, remembering the diligence of the past, and finally giving a little grace?"

The court's invitation to give mourning honor, the dynasties are different, Da Zheng's habit is more than three grades, and the Ministry of Rites judges the merits and demerits of a lifetime, and gives Yu the name.

Below the third grade, unless it is a special gift, it must not be left to fend for itself.

To die from the rank of a third-rank official, and to die as a prefect, the specifications for handling future affairs are different.

It's really the same situation as when a low-ranking concubine is dying, giving a promotion.

may not be really satisfied with this person, but finally remembered that there is no merit and hard work, or it was at this time that someone mentioned this person's merit and hard work, so that the emperor could take advantage of the situation.

"In the final analysis, I should still be satisfied with Su Ziji's choice as the little emperor's grandson, so I will follow Su Ziji's wishes and not dispose of Qi Hongxin. ”

"And the promotion of Qi Hong's new official rank is also telling Su Ziji, the little emperor's grandson, that this choice is right and is it in line with the holy will?"

Tracing back to the roots, it probably has something to do with His Majesty's old age.

When people get older, they think differently.

Su Ziji avenged his father, and all the people involved in the case were not allowed to die, even the emperor didn't think it was wrong, he watched coldly, and even took the initiative to provide opportunities.

But watching them die one by one, do you have other thoughts in your heart?

Now that Su Ziji can ask for credit for Qi Hongxin, does it make the emperor a little happier.

After all, it's really about the prince's enemies......

"Why do I always think about such a rebellious thing today?" When he thought of this, he peeked at the emperor's expression, and Zhao Gonggong hurriedly stopped, carefully dried the ink, put it away, and sealed it in a long brocade box.

Listening to the emperor's instructions, let a eunuch be sent to Shun'an Mansion by boat to deliver the decree, and at the same time notify the Ministry of Rites and Rites that this matter was implemented, and Gonggong Zhao immediately bowed down and said: "The slave understands!"

This is only a rank from the third rank, and does not involve the actual position, so it can be implemented without the discussion of the imperial court.

After doing this, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Drive and go to Yong'an Palace." ”

Yong'an Palace

"Niangniang, you only used a small bowl of rice porridge today, and don't use more?" Chaoxia is the queen's right-hand woman, and she is persuading Niangniang to have more lunch at this time.

The queen shook her head slightly: "I can't eat it, let's withdraw it." ”

As he was talking, he heard the eunuch outside shouting: "The emperor has arrived-"

"Empress, are you eating?" The emperor came in amid the sound of a group of respectful salutes, and when he saw that the queen was leading people to bow down to him, he hurriedly stopped him, and looked at a few side dishes not far away, and asked with a smile.

The queen looked at it for a while, saw that the emperor was in a good mood, and smiled: "If Your Majesty is useless, why don't you let them serve a few more side dishes and dine with the concubines?"

"That's good, of course. The emperor said.

The queen ordered people to prepare, and the emperor, who had thought that it was just the usual and came to sit idly, suddenly recited a poem to her.

"The lonely geese don't drink and peck, and the sound of flying is like a group. Who pities a shadow and loses thousands of clouds? Hope is still seen, and sorrow is more than heard. The wild crows have no clue and are singing loudly. ”

"Queen, what do you think of this poem?"

Seeing the emperor like this, he knew that it was not the emperor himself, and he deliberately ran to her to recite, even if it was not mentioned who made it, the queen had already guessed who the poet was.

She thought about it, and there was a faint joy in her heart, and she replied with a smile: "It is indeed a good poem, is it a new work of the emperor?"

"How can I know poetry, don't look at me and festivals, I also wrote a few poems, although the officials always shout my poems, the sentiments are far-reaching, elegant and magnificent, and it is difficult for people to reach me, but they are actually coaxing me, my poems are very ordinary - queen, you really can't guess?"

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