Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 272 Let the young people fight

   Last time, His Royal Highness was too stupid. After being impeached, several prime ministers naturally spoke for the censors, but this time, His Royal Highness has settled down a lot, and these censors are still writing and participating in the performance, which is a bit too much.

   Now that the title of the prince has been determined, according to the logic, the other princes should be born in peace and should not make any moves, but nowadays the court moves frequently, and most of them are the handwriting of the fourth prince.

   This is a bit too much.

   Zhang Qu stood up and bowed his hands to His Royal Highness.

   "Your Highness, this old man will go to the Censor's Desk and talk to Duke Yan about this."

   His Royal Highness was a little angry: "What else is there to say, those people maliciously slandered the imperial court for their own selfishness!"

  Zhang Qu looked back at His Highness the Crown Prince, then lowered his head slightly and said, "Your Highness, the Chengde Dynasty has been around for 19 years now. As the eldest son of the Emperor, even if you don't have the opportunity to watch politics, you can see some of His Majesty's actions."

   "The holder of the country, be calm."

   These words are teaching the prince a lesson.

   Originally, this kind of words should not be said by Zhang Qu, but should be said by characters such as the prince and the master, but Zhang Qu, as the minister of the Zuo Pushe, is qualified to say such a sentence.

   His Royal Highness opened his mouth, but finally did not continue.

After    Zhang Qu paused, he sighed: "Also, His Royal Highness has just been in charge of the country. If there is a prison at this time, those people will have more reason to say that His Royal Highness is immoral."

   His Royal Highness clenched his teeth secretly: "Then let those people continue to talk nonsense?"

   Zhang Qu sighed.

   "I went to the Censor's Desk to resolve this matter with His Highness."

  His Royal Highness then understood the meaning of what this Duke Haoran said just now, he immediately stood up, and bowed his hands to Zhang Qu: "There is Mr. Haoran."

   Zhang Qu sighed slightly, walked out of the East Palace with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the Censor Terrace.

   Although this old man is nearly seventy years old, his body is still strong. After walking for a while, he walked to the Censor's Desk.

   At the entrance of the Yamen of the Censor's Office, two scorpions guard the gate, majestic and majestic.

  Two are prone to litigation. Generally, there will be two at the entrance of the yamen with a large prison. Although the Censor's Desk does not have a prison, it is one of the three judicial divisions. Naturally, two are placed.

   Here is the yamen in charge of supervising hundreds of officials in Dajin, and it is also the mouthpiece of the court of Dajin.

These censors are not of high rank, but their authority is not small. They all have the right to go directly to the sky. Therefore, many court officials will "raise" or recruit a few censors to use as guns to attack political enemies. head.

   Over time, the Qingshui Yamen, the Censor Terrace, has also become a place rich in oil and water.

   When the Prime Minister of the Dynasty arrived in person, the people from the Censor Terrace naturally wanted to go in and report. After a while, an old man about the same age as Zhang Qu walked out of the Censor Terrace with a cane.

   This old man had white hair and beard, and he was smiling.

   "What is Zhang Xiang's order? The next post, Xiaguan will naturally go to the Shangshu Desk to see Zhang Xiang. Where is the need for Zhang Xiang to make a trip in person."

   This old man's surname is Yan Mingxuan. He is the doctor of the censor at the Censor Terrace today, and he is also one of the big men in the court. It's just because the Censor Terrace is not in the three provinces now, so he can't be called a prime minister, and he can't go to the East Palace to discuss matters.

   "Yan Gong is joking."

   Zhang Qu said with a wry smile: "On the subject, Duke Yan is still the senior of the old man, let's go in and talk."

  Yan Ji laughed, stretched out his hand and said, "Please come in with Zhang Xiang."

  The two elders walked almost side by side, walked to the main hall of the Censor Terrace and sat down. After a servant served tea, Zhang Qu coughed and said, "Yan Gong, this old man has an unkind request."

   Yan Yan lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then asked with a smile, "Because of those imperial history books?"

   "Exactly."

Zhang Qu's face became serious, and he said solemnly: "Yushitai is the mouthpiece of the country, and has the right to hear and report matters. No matter what it is, it is reasonable to say that there is no problem, but now the censors of the Censorship are clearly ordered by others. Maliciously attacking the prince, this is nothing to do, after all, there is no real evidence, and there will be no results."

Zhang Qu said with a wry smile: "But our highness, the Crown Prince, is a shrewd man. Seeing that he is about to incriminate the censors, it will not be good for anyone if this matter gets too big, and your majesty may be angry too, please be strict. Please restrain your subordinates a little, and let them rest for a while."

   Having said this, Zhang Qu said with a wry smile: "Otherwise, once Chengde is over, there will be a precedent of being convicted for his words."

   Yan Yan shook his head, his voice calm: "Zhang Xiang, you can't control this matter, neither can the subordinate officials, you can only let it be."

   Zhang Qu frowned and said, "Yan Gong is the chief official of the censor station, and all the censors must pass through Yan Gong's place to write their letters, so why can't they control it?"

   Yan Yan shook his head and said, "There are many factions within the Censor Terrace. Which faction in the capital has not placed a few people in the Censor Terrace? If the lower officials hold their papers and don't give them to Chen, I don't know how many people will be offended!"

   "Xiangguan, Xiaguan is already at an age when he wants to beg for skeletons. You can't let Xiaguan offend people at this time, right?"

   Zhang Qu was a little angry: "I don't want to offend people, I can't let the court of Dajin go into chaos!"

The imperial censor took another sip of tea, and then said in a low voice, "Gong Haoran, no one wants to cause chaos in the court, but now the momentum of competition between several princes is unstoppable, you and I are a lot of age. , and sit down and watch the excitement, don't step in."

   "The old man shoots for the left servant, how can I see the chaos in the court and sit back and ignore it?"

   "You can't handle it."

Yan Kui shook his head and sighed: "Gong Haoran, you are an extremely smart person, but some of the authorities are obsessed by your position, Mr. Haoran might as well think about it, the title of prince has already been decided, why haven't the other three princes yet? Just Fan?"

According to the rules of the Great Jin Dynasty, if the prince loses the right of inheritance, he will be entrusted to various places to become the vassal king. There are more than ten sons of the emperor of Chengde, except for the four princes who stayed in the capital, the others will go to the vassal region early. .

   Zhang Qu's face was ugly.

   "Yan Gong means..."

   "Haoran is good if he knows it, so don't say it."

Yan Ke squinted his eyes and smiled: "Let their young people fight and make trouble, even if His Royal Highness loses his temper, the Censor Terrace is such a bird place, people under his command have their own thoughts, and the old man doesn't care. If you live with them, you will end up in prison, and they will take it for yourself."

   Zhang Qu glanced at Yan Ji with some envy.

   "Yan Gongdong looks at the fire, the old man admires it."

   Yan Yan shook his head: "Xiaguan has always been inferior to Haoran Gong by a lot. It is purely a fluke that he can see farther than Haoran Gong this time."

As he said that, he took out a memorial book from his sleeve, handed it to Zhang Qu, and said with a smile, "Zhang Xiang, this is a memorial book for the return of the bones of a lower official. It was originally planned to be sent to the Shangshu Terrace today, but now it is a coincidence. Now, just let Zhang Xiang bring it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

   Zhang Qu stood up and looked at Yan Yan up and down.

   "Yan Gong is more fit and healthy than this old man, so why is he going to retire and return to his hometown?"

Yan Kui shook his head and smiled: "It is precisely when I can still walk a few steps that I can unload my errands, return to my hometown to take a look, and I can calmly choose a grave for myself in my hometown, lest future guests die. foreign land."

   Yan Yan glanced at Zhang Qu with a smile.

   "Dong Haoran, we are considered to be the same dynasty for decades. I advise you, I wonder if you can hear it?"

   Zuo Pushe, the minister of the dynasty, stood up, and bowed his hands to Yan Yan in awe: "Yan Gong, please speak."

   The doctor of the censor station also stood up and smiled.

   "Young people have big temperaments and always like to fight. Now that someone wants them to fight, it's useless to block them openly."

   Yan Yan sighed.

   "Let them fight."

   (end of this chapter)