The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 280: The iron rider goes down the south of the Yangtze River in the wind and snow (3)

Today's court meeting, at the end of the second year of Xiangfu, the very low-key minister of rites, Jin Lanting, suddenly became the loudest official in the temple, and even Tang Tieshuang of the Ministry of War was robbed of the limelight. 【】

Under the advice of Jinlan Pavilion, the imperial court passed a series of policies on the spot without going through the minor dynasty meeting. Among them, Xu Gong, the minister of war minister, who patrolled the two Liao Dynasty for the emperor and assisted Gu Jiantang of Dazhuguo last year, was finally able to Withdrawing from the cold palace of Liaodong, he not only successfully returned from outside the pass, but also led the 20,000 elite from Gyeonggi to go south to reinforce Lu Shengxiang. The newly promoted military commander Li Changan served as Xu Shilang’s deputy, and young officials in the Ministry of War, such as Gaoting Shukong Zhenrong, etc. , Leaving Beijing together with the two adults to experience, is also expected to finally emerge. General Jizhou Yuan Tingshan rode 10,000 steps away from the border, entered the Central Plains from the pass and Jizikou, and marched side by side with Xu Gong's army. The next step is to decreed that the king of Shu, Chen Zhibao, the king of Shu, would mobilize another 10,000 elite soldiers from Shu to participate in the rebellion against Guangling Dao. This army will be jointly led by Xu Gong and Chen Zhibao. Compared with Jin Lanting’s loyalty and service to the country, he always helped the court to solve problems. Guo Zifeng Yao Baifeng’s proposal at the end of the court suddenly made the already dignified court become more and more silent. This scholar from northwestern scholars suggested about water transport. Jing'an Road Economics made Wen Taiyi's first time to go to the place, and the government affairs were already heavy. It should be handed over to the officials within the water transport to take charge of the specific affairs. Master Wen only needs to grasp the overall situation. If it was before, without the emperor’s words, there would be countless civil servants and generals who jumped out to rebut Zuo Jijiu-sama, but today the young world sits on a high dragon chair, without a word, his eyes are swaying, but they are almost in sight, only The silent courtiers bowed their heads together, but there was no official who stood up and made bold statements. In the end, the young emperor slowly retracted his gaze from far to near, and stayed on a group of six Huang Zi Gongqing for a moment. In the end, someone finally stood up, Chen Wang, who was under the sect, and Chen Wang did not completely overthrow Yao Baifeng. Instead, they put forward a compromise. First, the Ministry of Public Affairs should strictly review the resumes of the chief officials of the water transport, and wait until the court has finalized the candidates, and then let the economics make Wen Taiyi lay down the burden. For the time being, Wen Taiyi is still solely responsible for the water transport in Guangling.

After retiring from the court, His Majesty the Emperor did not intend to hold a small court meeting, so all the officials would withdraw from the main hall and go straight to various yamen.

Jin Lanting, who became a laughing stock in the officialdom at the end of last year, is now exaggerated. There is no need to think about it. Some officials who forgot to pay a New Year's greetings because of the "many trivialities" have to flock to them and wait in line outside the magistrate's mansion. Of course, how the gift list is rewritten.

Yao Baifeng was no longer surrounded by officials today, and the old man didn't care. He didn't rush down the steps, staring at the imperial road in his field of vision as if he was bound by the door, in a daze.

A young voice rang around the old man, "Master Zuo Jijiu, your stove is cold, it will be difficult to start a business in the future."

The old man did not turn his head. The young people who dared to speak to their predecessors in a cynical tone, there are not many Liyang courts, and there are only a handful of those who are eligible to participate in the court meeting. Sun Yin, a cold scholar in the Northern Liang Dynasty who has been up and down in the officialdom of the capital at a young age.

Sun Yin continued to ridicule: "Master Yao, you are really bookish. If you choose to be a loyal minister at this time, you deserve to be teased."

The old man laughed at himself: "When will I be a loyal minister?"

Sun Yin nodded solemnly: "No, you have to look through the calendar to see the time before going out."

The old man laughed and said, "I can't do that kind of loyal minister."

Sun Yin gloated and said with a smile: "Master Yao has the heart to retreat, which is actually a good thing. I, Sun Yin, fell in the Imperial College. I have been thinking about when I will rise again from the Imperial College. The seat of Zuo Jijiu is empty. , I have a chance. Just for this, Sun Yin has to say thank you face to face with Mr. Yao."

Unexpectedly, the old man did not become angry, but instead nodded: "Whether you Sun Yin goes to the Imperial College, I understand that the Imperial College is not where I teach, because it is no longer a place to study."

Sun Yin was surprised: "Master Yao wants to resign and return to his hometown, right?"

The old man smiled and said: "I'm not stupid. I can go back now? I just slapped the court, and I will do it again. How many lives do I have, Yao Baifeng?"

Sun Yin said: "It turns out that Master Yao reads unfamiliar with the world, and he hasn't reached the point where he can't be saved."

The old man with a rigid temperament joked for the first time: "It's rare that there are still people willing to take pictures of my horses. Thank you."

Sun Yin waved his hand and said: "Don't just say that, when Mr. Yao submits his resignation, remember to say a few words for him."

The old man did not nod or shook his head. He just sighed with emotion, "Yuan Tingshan, Jizhou, entered the Central Plains at Jizikou. Haha, although I am a sour scholar who can't even be called a soldier, I understand the 20,000 people. It was not at Guangling Road to quell the chaos, but to intercept the Northern Liang Cavalry. When the Jizhou soldiers were gone, the 10,000 Shu soldiers had almost reached the north of Guangling Road. At the same time, it is estimated that Xu Shilang’s soldiers should also arrive. In the army, one ring after another, it’s hard for Jin Lanting, the minister of rites, to worry about military affairs so much, and it’s even rarer that all his suggestions were accepted by the court."

Sun Yin whispered: "Master Yao, do you really think it was Jin Lanting's idea? Do you really think it is a good thing for Xu Gong to leave the Liao Dynasty and lead the soldiers south?"

The old man turned his head and smiled and asked: "I don't really understand these things as a scholar. There is still knowledge here?"

Sun Yin smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Yao has hidden some good wine in his house?"

The old man froze for a moment, grabbed Sun Yin's cuffs, walked down the steps together, and said in a low voice: "Green Ant? I heard the results of the Liang Mang war last year, so I ran out of drinks."

Sun Yin smiled and said nothing.

After all, the old man is not Sun Yin, who is as thick as a city wall. He reluctantly said: "There are only two or three jars left, so don't make their minds. For other good wines, no matter how expensive the price is, I also ask you. Drink."

Sun Yin looked contemptuous.

The two walked out the gate side by side, and Sun Yin suddenly stopped selling the green ant wine that was used to deceive the elderly in Guanzikeng, and whispered: "Jin Lanting and Tang Tieshuang have been on the line, and this will allow Xu Gong to smash with the Beiliang cavalry. ."

The old man was startled at first, then he sighed, looked around, and finally gave up completely. This is indeed not the place where he teaches and teaches.

Sun Yin turned around and left, smiling: "Master Yao probably lost his posthumous title. I, Sun Yin, won't go to make things worse and drink Green Ant Wine."

Sun Yin took a few steps, suddenly turned around, gently stretched out his hand and patted his chest, "There is a twig, which is not suitable for the public to give it to Mr. Yao, but keep it in his heart."

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Twenty years later, in the middle of summer, at that time, Sun Yin had just become the second official secretary of the Liyang New Dynasty, a powerful and powerful second-rank Tianguan.

One day someone came to visit the busy Sun's Mansion, claiming to be a child of the Yao family, and the already busy concierge ignored it. It was really too much to take care of it. Until the dusk, Sun's Mansion would be closed to refuse guests. The young man still reluctant to leave, he had to report his grandfather’s name. Although the concierge was a native of Beijing, he thought for a long time and didn’t know that there was such a big man as Yao Baifeng in the Liyang officialdom. It is hard to remember that many years ago, there was an old man surnamed Yao who served as Zuo Jijiu in the Imperial College of the Imperial College. But in the past two decades, the scholar of Neo-Confucianism has not been introduced to the Central Plains with any poetry, literature and articles. Xinke Huangmenlang of the Hanlin Academy of the New Dynasty. The concierge gritted his teeth and watched the young man travel thousands of miles to the capital. It was really pitiful to make people go back to the house, so he violated the rules and ran to Master Shangshu to report.

Master Shang Shu, who was shirtless under a melon shed, jumped up from the recliner and ran to the gate of the courtyard before putting on his boots, but finally stopped and said lightly to the dumb steward, saying let’s go. The person can leave the things, and there is no need to receive them at the house. If the young man shows the slightest resentment, the things don't need to be taken in the yard.

Finally, the steward took a cloth bag to the courtyard carefully.

Master Shang Shu laughed happily.

Since it’s not the old man’s descendants hoping to use this as a step into the officialdom, that’s good, very good.

In the twilight, there are two jars of green ant wine on the stone table in the small courtyard that have been obviously dusty for many years.

On the second day of the Chaohui, an old man from the front who has long been forgotten, suddenly became famous all over the world.

Yao Baifeng, a Taoist in Beiliang, posthumous title.

Even though he was already an extremely human minister, Sun Yin, the official minister who is still known as the ruling and unruly government, walked out of the main hall and stood at the top of the steps for a while, and then came to the side of Yudao Street alone. At the place, there was obviously no one, and Sun Yin still bends over respectfully, and the matter quickly spread to a strange story in the capital.

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I don't know why, today, the Emperor Liyang not only did not hold a small dynasty meeting, but also returned to the magnificent hall. The **** Song Tanglu, the eunuch, the eunuch, was standing alone at the door.

The young emperor stood near the dragon chair, and the hall behind him was paved with gold bricks. Even if the door was closed and the windows were covered, it was just when the sun was rising. Because of the light passing through the window paper, the hall would not appear too dark.

Four pairs of majestic furnishings are placed on both sides of the dragon chair throne. The treasure elephant, the luduan, the crane and the incense burner all symbolize the dream of countless kings, "the country is forever, and the country stretches".

The young emperor walked down the steps and stood in the hall. The so-called golden bricks at his feet are not actually made of gold, but tribute bricks from the Guangling Manufacturing Bureau. They have the reputation of "stepping silently, knocking like a jade chime".

Zhao Zhuan looked up and saw that the pillars of the main hall were made of nanmu cut down from the deep mountains of Nanzhao. In the early years, the Liyang Supervisor had a complaint that "thousands of people enter the mountain, and half of them come out". Later, in the hands of the emperor, Liyang The pillars of the imperial palace pavilion are all replaced with Liaodong pine wood, which is easier to harvest.

Zhao Zhuan walked to a pillar, stroked the brilliant pillar with a golden dragon pattern on Lifen, and murmured: "Father, you have a blue-eyed Zhang Julu, and a half-inch tongue in Benxi. There are cats. Han Shengxuan. How about me? A dragon robe, a dragon chair and a hall?"

"This world, can't you give me a moment to work hard? Ten years, no, only five years! I will be able to make the northern Liang, the southern border, and the north, the ashes and ashes wiped out! Let the chaos and thief have no place to stand, let me leave The people of Yang will always enjoy peace."

"Father, I don’t believe anyone anymore. The Qiyang Longhuanwen in the temple, Gu Jiantang and Lu Shengxiang outside the temple, were the father’s deliberate suppression at the time, leaving me to promote the young people. I don’t believe in Song Li and Sun Yin."

"The only one, Chen Wang, is still too young and lacks prestige. He has no foundation in the Liyang Army. Even if he is willing to turn the tide, he is powerless."

Zhao Zhuan retracted his hand suddenly, his face was sullen, clenched his fist, and slammed his fist against the pillar.

The young emperor was panting, his hands were piercing pain.

He stared at this pillar~IndoMTL.com~ and said angrily: "You ruined my Zhao room's luck in the Qintian Supervisor. I just let two running dogs make things difficult for the food, so you dare to be open. Send troops to Guangling Road?! How is this different from rebellion?!"

Zhao Zhuan hit the porch with another punch. This time the surface of the porch was stained with blood. "Really think that my Liyang, I dare not die with you in Beiliang?!"

The young emperor lay on the floor of the main hall, looking at the lying golden dragon carved in the middle of Mojing, the dragon's head descended and a giant pearl was held in his mouth.

Looking at the huge night pearl, the young emperor thought of his sister, Zhao Fengya, Princess Suizhu, for no reason.

Princess Sui Zhu in the Zhao room of Liyang is dead, but Zhao Fengya is still alive.

This is probably the only thing that the young man from Xu's family in Beiliang has done that Zhao Zhuan doesn't hate so much.

The exhausted young emperor closed his eyes and remembered the stupid parrot the queen was keeping.

It turns out that the so-called King of the Ninth Five Years is also a caged bird.

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