The court meeting had just ended, and the ministers dispersed one after another.

Chen Zaixing walked very slowly, always expecting something in his heart. He secretly pondered the conversation between the monarch and the minister, and always felt that His Majesty seemed to have a grudge in his heart, and he couldn't help but walk more slowly after thinking about it in every possible way.

After a while, Chen Zaixing suddenly realized that he was the only one left in the Zhulan colorful threshold and the splendid Chongzheng Palace, so he sighed and stepped out of the threshold.

This emperor's grace is sometimes like the urgency of going shopping, the more anxious you are, the more you can't find a thatched house. When you don't think about him, you can walk around at will, but you can always bump into one or two places.

Chen Zaixing returned to the political hall, and before he could sit down, an attendant came to pass the word, saying that His Majesty had invited him to the imperial study to discuss matters.

Unlike before, Ji Liang held a letter and didn't say the word "flat" for a long time.

Chen Zaixing had no choice but to keep kneeling with his head down, looking at the corner of the bright yellow dragon robe that was almost dragged to the ground.

After a while, Ji Liang finally took his eyes off the concert, with a faint anger on his face, as if he had just seen Chen Zaixing, and said: "Aiqing Pingshen, you said earlier that by the middle of the month at the latest, there will be chaos in the northwest, and when the time comes, King Wucheng will be too busy to take care of himself, and I can let go of the rectification of the court." Look at this!"

Qi Shun's father-in-law took the chapter and handed it to Chen Zaixing.

The handwriting on this piece is iron-painted silver hook, very upright, written by Xue Ming, the general of Dingbei, to report the great victory of Gaochang, and it is said that a prince of the Qiang tribe was captured.

Chen Zaixing saw that Long Yan was displeased, and said calmly: "Your Majesty has the ambition to clear the universe, avenge the hatred of the first emperor, and will definitely become a generation of Ming monarchs and holy lords." Weichen has the heart to share worries for His Majesty, but the minister's strategy is not as good as King Wucheng, I don't know what method he used, so that the old department of the demon god went back on his word, did not keep his promise, and missed the big thing. ”

Ji Liang's face was slightly gentle, and he said: "It's not your mistake, a few days ago, the daughter of the demon god, Blue Moon, suddenly resurrected, and she forbade the old demon god to interfere in the battle for imperial power in the world. Speaking of which, a little eunuch came to report that Prime Minister Zuo was sick again and it was difficult for him to be summoned to the palace to see him.

Qi Shun lowered his eyebrows and said, "Prime Minister Zuo is old, and he has been sick at home for many years, so he may have some difficulties. ”

"Send someone to invite you again, as long as Zuo Yanshan is not dead, I will invite him over!" Ji Liang's anger rushed straight to his head, he roared, threw the imperial pen hard, and said coldly: "What can be the difficulty of that old fox? He pretends to be sick, can't I see it?"

Qi Shun slapped himself twice, laughed like crying, and said: "Look at the stinky mouth of the slave, I want to make the saint feel relieved, but I always say the wrong thing. ”

Chen Zaixing shook his head secretly, thinking: Your Majesty's qi cultivation kung fu is far inferior to Li An. Even if he knew that the courtiers were pretending to be sick, as long as the people who pretended to be sick did not open the door to meet customers and swaggered through the market, even the first emperor would take into account the faces of the courtiers and would not expose them in public.

He kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Zuo is an old minister of the Three Dynasties, with high morality and respect, and he knows the general trend of the world well. I hope that His Majesty can take pity on his old age and visit him in person, he is not a man, he is grateful for Jun's grace, and he is naturally willing to do his best and die. ”

Chen Zaixing was not wrong, when Ji Liang changed into civilian clothes, took Qi Shun to visit Zuo Yanshan, and asked for warmth, Zuo Yanshan's attitude towards him really changed greatly.

It's just that since this old thing is pretending to be sick, he can only pretend to the end, and he can't go out to greet him.

Ji Liang suspected that the old department of the demon god had fallen to King Wucheng, he looked around the somewhat empty room and confirmed that there was no third person in the room, so he was slightly relieved, lowered his voice, and expressed the doubts in his heart.

Zuo Yan Mountain Thief smiled shyly and said: "Your Majesty don't worry, Wei Chen knows a little about Taoism, and carefully deduced this matter, it should be seventeen years ago, Xiao Rong risked his life in exchange for the soul of Blue Moon." Feng Qingyan took care of Lan Yue's orphans again, and passed on his skills without concealment. Lan Yue was grateful for the kindness of Tianji Palace, and forbearance for the time being, Li An happened to be the acting head of Tianji Palace, and King Wucheng just followed suit. ”

After talking for a while, Ji Liang said: "I want to bring down King Wucheng, wash away the shame of my ancestors, and ask the prime minister to plan for me." ”

Zuo Yanshan got up and got down, knelt on the ground and said, "The minister is afraid. He said that he was frightened, but he had a calm expression, "Please forgive your majesty for the death penalty, and the minister dares to speak." ”

Ji Liang said: "If you have something to say, I forgive you for your innocence." ”

Zuo Yanshan sat back on the couch, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "The Art of War says: 'Know yourself and know your enemy', King Wucheng even knows how many times His Majesty goes to the latrine a day, but does Your Majesty understand him? Although the old minister has ignored government affairs all these years, he is far away from the rivers and lakes, and he can see more and more clearly, if he wants to rebel, he will wave his army south in 20 years, who can stop him? And the last autumn hunt in the paddock, assuming that he did not support His Majesty and became the emperor himself, what could His Majesty do to him? If His Majesty knew his intentions, he would not recognize him as his father, and he was a little shorter, which made the clan feel cold. ”

Ji Liang was furious, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and shouted: "Presumptuous, I ask you to find a way to weaken his power, not for you to ridicule me!"

Zuo Yanshan was secretly disappointed, an ordinary person, it is nothing, an emperor, the amount of energy is not large, this is a little difficult. His face did not change, and he said a little lazily: "Loyalty is against the ear, Your Majesty doesn't want to hear it, so you should treat it as if the old minister didn't say it." ”

Ji Liang gasped twice, clenched his fists and said, "Please continue." ”

"Has Your Majesty ever noticed that any strategy of colluding with foreign clans and using swords in vain, King Wucheng will definitely suppress it with all his might, stifle the momentum, and even go so far as to kill. If he concentrates on daily government affairs, he will ignore it? Relief to the victims, and sometimes he can get the strong support of this prince?"

Ji Liang thought for a moment and said: "Three years ago, the seven southern counties were hit by floods, and the treasury was empty, so it was impossible to take out money and grain to help the victims. The eldest brother came forward to set up a banquet in Changsheng Building and invited the rich to raise donations. Yin Hong took the lead and left with his sleeves brushed up, his Treasure Pavilion raised a lot of masters, and even a few immortals were in charge, and the royal family was not easy to persecute too much. That night, Yin Hong was abnormal, did not sleep in the middle of the night, and took the lead in donating money and food, do you think it was King Wucheng who secretly instructed him?"

Zuo Yanshan said: "In the entire Yongguo, Yin Hong is only afraid of one person, and that is King Wucheng." King Wucheng's forces, what you see are just the tip of the iceberg. The Yuelai inns all over the place, hitchhiking, are all played by King Wucheng when he was a teenager. Take Luojing as an example, Luojing has a total of 24 streets, 10 miles and 1 pavilion, do you know who these pavilion chiefs in charge of security and defense are?"

Ji Liang said: "They are all retired veterans. ”

Zuo Yanshan said with a smile: "They are all retired from the blue wolf ride, gather together, there is no place in Luojing City that they can't attack." ”

Ji Liang couldn't sit still, he jumped like thunder, and said in a loud voice: "Rebel and thief!

"Your Majesty, King Wucheng has not rebelled, not because he is not sure, and it is not because he is thinking of Emperor Taizong's kindness. In fact, this prince hated war more than anyone else, hated cruel and bloody things, he didn't want to provoke a war at all, and he didn't care who became emperor. ”

Zuo Yanshan paused and said, "King Wucheng's ambition is not to be a human emperor. Your Majesty always feels oppressed, and that's because King Wucheng is an ideal monarch in the hearts of many courtiers, and they fear him and worship him, and his subordinates want him to replace you. The best choice at the moment is not to engage in some open and covert fighting, try to weaken him, and it is likely to provoke him first and force him to rebel. As long as Your Majesty shows the courage of an emperor, is bright and bright, does practical things, loves the people and accepts advice, and let the people of the world naturally attach themselves to you, King Wucheng will not act rashly, and he does not like the feeling of having no opponent. ”

Zuo Yanshan spoke earnestly, but unexpectedly, Ji Liang suddenly dropped the teacup, and with a bang, the blue and white porcelain cup hit the floor tiles, shattering into thousands of pieces, and the tea splashed everywhere. Ji Liang's eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, and his voice was fierce, staring at him and saying, "What is your intention to persuade me to sit and wait for death?"

Zuo Yanshan was stunned, and said lightly: "The minister has already entered the ground halfway, and his fate is blessed, and he has no children around his knees." After the death of his wife, he was even more homeless, his relatives and friends had long since withered, and one person was the Nine Clans, and he couldn't have any intentions. ”

Ji Liang laughed angrily and said: "A good one person is the Nine Clans, Aiqing's age, he is still working for the country, it seems that I don't know how to be sympathetic to the courtiers, from Ming'er, you don't have to pretend to be sick, I don't allow you to go to court!"

Zuo Yanshan lowered his eyelids, returned to his previous detached and indifferent appearance, and said in a low voice: "Thunder, rain and dew, all are Jun'en." The minister is old and has no sharpness, so do whatever your majesty wants, since ancient times, it is not without examples of defeating the strong with the weak and winning by surprise. ”

Ji Liang snorted coldly and drove back to the imperial study, still feeling depressed, and dropped a lot of things in a row. The next day, the edict came down, and Zuo Yanshan was lowered to the bachelor of Chongwen Hall, and he was allowed to return to his hometown for retirement.

The ministers pleaded, Ji Liang was dictatorial, and he strengthened his determination to depose the prime minister, this was the first time since he ascended the throne that he disobeyed the wishes of King Wucheng, but he was not hindered, and he was extremely proud in his heart, and he felt a little fluttering, feeling that he was in power.

The dignified prime minister once became a teacher and pencil with no real power.

There was already a detailed work to send the news to Yu Yang, and Li An sighed: "That old fox is a baby, he can't be subdued by temptation and coercion, if he doesn't like to touch my head, I don't mind being ridiculed by him from time to time." ”

Zhiyun held her cheeks in her hand, a trace of confusion flashed in her charming and moving eyes, she tilted her head slightly, quickly stretched out her right hand, touched the top of Li An's head, and sneered: "What's wrong with touching your head, won't it grow tall?"