Chapter 847 We Are Dogs
call!
The north wind blew, and Yan Song trembled.
He didn't feel cold. After becoming a vegetarian, he was actually in much better shape than before.
But at this moment he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold.
He thought that Emperor Jiajing would continue to control the situation remotely and take overall charge. He divided the power of the New Deal among Jiang Qingzhi, Yan's party, and even Zhu Xizhong and others, so that each of them would be responsible for a part...
In this way, the art of checks and balances is accomplished!
But at this moment, the emperor smiled at the young famous general of the Ming Dynasty, just as Song Shenzong looked at Wang Anshi many years ago.
New policy, please!
The emperor bowed, as if entrusting the country and his people to Jiang Qingzhi.
that power!
Yan Song seemed to feel thunder ringing in his ears.
Amid the rumbling sound, Yan Song thought of the reason why he had been feeling uneasy today.
It's because of power.
When the new policy was launched, Yan Song and his son discussed with Cui Yuan and others that it would be best to avoid the edge of the literati and let Jiang Qingzhi take the lead.
That’s right!
That's right!
But what about power?
In order to avoid disaster, several bigwigs of the Yan Party forgot about power.
They still believed that they were the loyal dogs that Emperor Jiajing could not abandon and that they could still control the government.
Act on behalf of God.
But now!
Yan Song knew he was wrong.
Yan Shifan, the junior cabinet minister who prided himself on being extremely smart and able to guess the Jiajing Emperor's thoughts almost accurately, was also wrong.
Perhaps he could guess most of what Emperor Jiajing was thinking, but the only thing he guessed wrong was...
Damn!
What are the New Deal powers?
Not a prime minister.
But, it is better than a prime minister.
Wang Anshi was in charge of the New Deal at that time and extended his hand to all government offices in the Song Dynasty. It can be said that Wang Anshi was an invisible prime minister.
Yan Song was the Prime Minister, seemingly in charge of the government, but in reality he was just a puppet of the Taoist priest.
Jiang Qingzhi was different. With the new power in his hands, he could form his own staff and directly intervene in the six ministries and the entire world's political affairs.
As the new policy developed, Jiang Qingzhi was even able to control the six ministries...
Wang Yiqi's Ministry of War will definitely obey.
Jiang Hua from the Ministry of Industry was full of praise for the Mohist mechanical technology and was almost worshipping firearms.
The old official Xiong Jia from the Ministry of Personnel was saved from the brink of death by Jiang Qingzhi. What a life-saving grace!
The Ministry of Justice should get out of here.
The Ministry of Rites was Xu Jie's territory, and Yan Song also had a certain influence. But Jiang Qingzhi had planted a nail in the Ministry of Rites, that is, his neighbor Xiao Zhuo.
The Ministry of Revenue is the biggest variable. Shangshu Lü Song is a Confucian general with a firm stance. However, Lü Song has a good impression of Jiang Qingzhi and even assisted Emperor Jiajing yesterday.
This pattern!
Old man!
I have said that we should stand firmly on the side of His Majesty, but Donglou...
Yan Shifan was afraid of the Emperor Jiajing who was determined to implement the new policy, so he deliberately got off his horse and avoided him before the full moon banquet in the Bo Mansion.
But can all this be hidden from the Taoist master?
Yan Song knew it was impossible.
A minister who fears difficulties is not worthy of being entrusted with important tasks... Yan Song murmured, "Donglou has misled me! Donglou has misled me!"
"My lord, resign!"
Jiang Qingzhi saluted.
He walked out of the temple and the sunlight hit him.
Along with it came the old prime minister's complicated look.
"Prime Minister!" Jiang Qingzhi nodded slightly, his eyes calm like a deep pool.
"Chang Wei Bo..." Yan Song's expression also changed. It was no longer as casual as before, but serious.
The young man in front of him was no longer the lazy royal relative, but a powerful... official in power!
In time, he might even be able to compete with him, the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty and the leader of the Yan Party!
Jiang Qingzhi turned his eyes and saw that Prince Yu and his brother were still in shock, so he smiled and said, "You still can't fall behind in your studies."
"Yes." The two princes saluted.
King Jing whispered, "I thought of Wang Anshi."
Prince Yu said, "I thought of Emperor Shenzong."
In their eyes, the scene just now seemed like the reappearance of Song Shenzong and Wang Anshi.
"What will the new policy be like?" King Jing didn't know who to ask.
"I don't know. But I think my uncle is confident!" Prince Yu didn't know who to answer.
"The road ahead is full of thorns. Why do you think my uncle is like this... What did he say? He's hard-headed. That's a good word. If you don't have a head of iron, you won't dare to hit the wall."
"Someone has to try, right?"
"My father tried it before, and he was beaten to a pulp and fled to the Western Garden. If he tries again today, who will win? If someone in the capital opens a bet, I bet that ninety-nine out of a hundred people will choose the new policy, which will definitely fail."
"Hey! Who do you choose to lose?"
"Me?" King Jing said, "I choose my cousin...wins!"
"You don't sound confident."
"Confidence, okay, I admit I don't have much confidence." King Jing smiled bitterly, "It's a huge beast, a behemoth that no emperor or general can shake."
"Just thinking about how my father fought this giant beast for many years, I can't help but be fascinated."
"Don't try to flatter my father. He won't hear you." King Jing looked at Jiang Qingzhi as he walked down the stairs. "What did the officials and people in the capital say when my cousin led his army north?"
"It will be a great victory if we can stop Altan from advancing southwards."
"But Altan is now licking his wounds on the grassland."
"Make the impossible possible." "That's right."
The two princes looked at each other, and Prince Yu sighed, "We all feel a little guilty."
"I don't have much confidence in the new policy." King Jing's shoulders sank. "If this thing fails, then... I won't say death, but it will be more tormenting than death."
"Fan Zhongyan was expelled from the capital, Wang Anshi's beloved son died, his family was destitute and helpless, and Emperor Shenzong died young..."
"My cousin is really brave!"
"Look at Yan Song." Prince Yu whispered.
Yan Song slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Qingzhi's back.
There was a sense of loneliness in the old Yuanfu's figure, as if he was an abandoned old dog.
Jiang Qingzhi walked down the stairs with steady steps. The sunlight fell on his body, and he looked as if he was covered with a layer of golden armor.
As if he felt the gaze from Yan Song, Jiang Qingzhi raised his hand without turning back and pointed his index finger at the sky.
Swing a few times.
This!
It’s no big deal!
“It’s great to be young!”
At some point, Emperor Jiajing appeared on the other side.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Yan Song lost his composure for the first time and took a long time to salute.
Emperor Jiajing said calmly: "I have ordered Chang Weibo to lead the new policy and announce it to the world immediately!"
Yan Song lost his composure again, and after waiting for a while, he lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Emperor Jiajing knew what Yan Song was thinking. Seeing Yan Song turn around and walk down the stairs, he said calmly, "Do your own thing!"
Yan Song's body shook, knowing that this was a warning from Emperor Jiajing.
Lu Bing is enough to deal with the dilemma. If you, Yan Song, dare to stand on the side of the literati, don't blame me for taking action.
Yan Song returned to the duty room.
"Yuanfu, has His Majesty revoked his order?" Cui Yuan also came.
Yan Song sat down and said with a smile: "There is something..."
Zhao Wenhua said impatiently: "Jiang Qingzhi is full of arrogance and wants to use the new policy to expand the Mohist school and suppress the Confucian school. Therefore, he is so bold as to want to dig up the roots of the literati. Your Majesty is smart and knows the seriousness of this...father..."
The smile on Yan Song's face looked somewhat desolate, and Zhao Wenhua felt that it was not right.
The expectation in Yan Shifan's one eye slowly faded away, "Dad, His Majesty... does he support Jiang Qingzhi's proposal?"
Yan Song nodded, and Yan Shifan sighed, "From now on, the world will be in turmoil. Besides, our good days are over. Let's get ready! Welcome the counterattack of those people."
"It's not our turn to handle the counterattack." Yan Song smiled bitterly.
"Then who will come? Your Majesty?" Zhao Wenhua asked.
Yan Song opened his mouth and said, "Jiang Qingzhi."
"How could Jiang Qingzhi be so kind?" Zhao Wenhua's smile froze immediately. He thought of a possibility, "Godfather, it can't be...it can't be..."
Elder Cui's face turned red. "Could it be that... the past of Emperor Shenzong of Song is happening again?"
Yan Shifan stood up suddenly, "How can your Majesty take over the power... Dad, is it true?"
Yan Song nodded gently, "The decree will come down soon, and then... the Tongzhengshisi should not hesitate and release the decree quickly... Okay?"
Yan Song looked at the dazed Zhao Wenhua and snorted coldly.
"Adoptive father!" Zhao Wenhua's mouth trembled, "That is... Jiang Qingzhi has become the second Wang Anshi? How can he be so worthy! Adoptive father!"
The old prince consort trembled, "Wang Anshi holds great power, second only to the emperor and above all others. Today, His Majesty has entrusted the great power to Jiang Qingzhi, so what about us?"
There is only so much power, and originally the Yan Party had taken most of it. Now suddenly Jiang Qingzhi shows up, so how should the power be divided?
What about the Yan Party?
"Your Majesty entrusted it to me personally, and I was a witness nearby." Yan Song said bitterly.
Bah!
Yan Shifan pounded his fist on the table, then took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Dad is tired, you guys can go your separate ways!"
Zhao Wenhua stood up and looked at his old godfather blankly, as if as long as his old godfather spoke, power would return to him again.
Yan Song waved his hand, he also had something to say to his son alone.
"The Ministry of Public Security must not neglect the order and must issue it immediately!" Yan Song warned again.
Emperor Jiajing's previous attitude was very stern, and Yan Song did not dare to touch the Taoist's reverse scale.
"Yes." Zhao Wenhua walked out of the duty room. Zhu Xizhong just came out and saw that he looked strange. Cui Yuan who came out later also looked strange. He asked curiously, "Is this...something serious?"
Zhao Wenhua ignored him, and Cui Yuanqiang smiled and said, "Duke Cheng will know immediately."
What happened that makes you so weird?
Zhu Xizhong grumbled, but he didn't know that his brother had now become the powerful leader of the new policy.
The duty room was very quiet.
There is an incense burner in the corner, burning exotic incense from overseas. In the past, Yan Shifan liked this kind of exotic incense the most, saying that it can relax the body and mind.
But at this moment he felt that the fragrance was too strong, making him restless and angry.
Bah!
Yan Shifan kicked over the incense burner and said angrily, "Your Majesty, are you going to hide the good bow after the birds are gone?"
Yan Song looked at him and shook his head silently.
"How many arrows and arrows have we blocked for His Majesty in the past few years, and how many stigmas have we accepted? All of this has become a bubble, a bubble!"
Yan Shifan roared in a suppressed voice, his one eye full of hatred, "How dare he? How dare he do this!"
Yan Song looked at his son with sad eyes, "Could it be that we, father and son, still be able to resist?"
Yan Shifan raised his head slowly.
"Dongluo, do you understand? In the eyes of His Majesty, we are not human beings."
"Yes, dog!"
"You come when you call, and go when you wave, dog!"
(End of this chapter)
