Chapter 2 of the dynasty discussion (two)
The emperor, sitting high above the dragon chair, looked at the performances of the courtiers below, the corners of his lips revealed an imperceptible smile, waved his hand to let Xin Qimo retreat, and said softly, “All of you think that Xin Qimo is more suitable?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” The courtiers bowed and grounded in unison, trailing off with a long, too-long breath to show their respect.
That Privy Council Counselor Qin Heng, who had proposed Fan Xian’s mission to Northern Qi, glanced at His Majesty with some surprise, and hurriedly retracted his gaze; at this point, the ministers were unanimous in their opinion that Fan Xian was unsuitable to serve as an envoy, so it was expected that His Majesty would change his mind as well.
“I, on the contrary, see things a little differently from all the ministers.”
The palace immediately became quiet, only to hear the Qing Emperor’s light voice echoed in the palace: “The so-called jade is not cut into a tool, Fan Xian that day in front of the temple style, you all must also remember clearly, although it is a minister of the civil service, but also had a cattle pen street hand slaughter assassin’s bravery, such a good talent, and how can it be always in the Taishang Temple, too Academy of the quiet Yamen to mix with the. ”
Hearing this, everyone realized that His Majesty had already had an idea, but they just didn’t understand why His Majesty had to let Fan Xian go to Northern Qi.
The emperor lightly glanced at the group of ministers and continued, “There is not enough experience, so more experience is needed. I see that Fan Xian is fine, so I’ll leave this errand to him.”
If the Son of Heaven said it would work, then it would work.
The ministers didn’t dare to say much, but Lin Ruofu and Fan Jian’s faces both had a few more shades of worry, they wouldn’t deliberately hide this, as a human father, it’s only natural to have this reaction, if they were to pretend to be giddy and the Emperor is wise, instead, it would make His Majesty and the ministers look down on them.
“Fan Jian.” The Emperor looked at the Minister of Household and frowned slightly.
“I am here.”
Fan Jian was slightly shaken when he heard his name and hurriedly stepped out.
The emperor said softly, “I want your son to take on this errand, do you have any thoughts?”
Fan Jian was silent for a little while, but immediately woke up and responded with a smile, “I don’t dare to have an idea.”
“Is it dare not or not?”
“It is not dare.”
“If you dare, what would you think?”
Outside the palace, the wind and snow were blowing, inside the palace was as warm as spring, but because of these few conversations between the ruler and the minister it became as harsh as outside. The officials who were good friends with Fan Jian couldn’t help but be secretly anxious, thinking to themselves that Lord Sinanbo, why was his response in front of the palace so disorganized today.
A few moments later, only Fan Jian could be heard softly replying to His Majesty’s words, “I have been separated from my dog’s son for sixteen years, and now that we have only been together for a few months, we are going to be separated again, so I can’t help but feel a bit intolerant.”
These two words of intolerance gently echoed in the palace, not knowing whose ears they would fall into.
The emperor smiled slightly, knowing that the other party was speaking to himself, just this partner who grew up all the way from childhood, in fact, did not understand his own real intention of sending Fan Xian on a mission to Northern Qi, it seems that …… it is still only Chen Pingping who understands himself the most ah.
“But a few months, go in the middle of spring, back in the beginning of fall, and what is not tolerated?”
The emperor did not wait for Fan Jian to speak again, smiled and waved his hand, pronounced the decree: “The Secretary of the Household Department is old and sick, has been recuperating for a long time, declared the decree of comfort. Reward …… Fan Jian, the left minister of the household department, to replace the post of the minister of the household.”
The courtiers did not object, Fan Jian has long been in the Ministry of households in one hand, only has not been corrected, some of the big officials with a belly full of bad water can not help but mutter in their hearts, thinking that Servant Fan has just corrected his own Liu’s, which the emperor will be corrected, if Servant Lord had known this, would not many years ago to correct Liu’s again?
Of course, all the officials thought in their hearts that this was His Majesty’s handful of compensations for making Fan Xian travel to Northern Qi earlier.
Fan Jian knew that there was no way to turn this matter around, and with a serene expression on his face, he bowed forward to thank him for his kindness. The Emperor turned to Lin Ruofu and said with a smile, “Mr. Chancellor, your love is newly married, so I sent Fan Xian out, do you want to say something?”
Chancellor Lin Ruofu smiled bitterly and saluted, the Qing country’s king and ministers seem to be cordial with each other, but in fact the king’s power is so majestic that no one dares to try to provoke a little bit, he was a little puzzled by Fan Jian’s action earlier, at this time, His Majesty asked to his own head, he naturally did not dare to have a second opinion, and answered steadily, “Fan Xian is exactly the one who should be honed and trained.”
After the court meeting, His Majesty seemed to be in a better mood and returned to the harem in his carriage. The ministers marched along the straight road to the high palace wall, congratulating Fan Jian on his appointment as the Minister of Revenue, and from then on, they could rightfully hold the wealth of Qing.
Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi said jokingly, “Fan, from now on, the old men’s salaries and silver from your hands, don’t gouge too much.”
Fan Jian laughed and shook his head, “Lord Guo loves to tell naughty jokes.” Fan Xian has made Guo Baokun a few times, but in the courtroom, between these two adults, it seems like there is no problem.
Walking outside, Lin Ruofu coughed softly and came forward, the ministers saluted the chancellor, knowing that he must have something to say to his own in-laws, so they dispersed a bit. Lin Ruofu said softly, “Lord Fan, why does His Majesty insist on letting Fan Xian go on a mission to Northern Qi?”
The two were now in-laws, so naturally there was less hypocrisy, and Fan Jian smiled bitterly and said, “My humble servant really doesn’t know, perhaps …… he really wants his canine son to sharpen his skills?” He said this on his mouth, but in his heart, he knew that it must be that damned cripple who did something behind the scenes, but on second thought, Fan Xian temporarily left the capital, avoiding the Prince and the second prince’s pull, and wait until the big prince led the army back to the capital before looking, perhaps it is also a good choice.
Lin Ruofu seems to have thought of this at the same time, but he has a deeper layer of doubt, it seems that His Majesty seems to be a little too concerned about his “beloved son-in-law”, is it really just because of Chen’er’s sake?
Lord Chancellor shook his head and said to his in-laws with a smile, “Dabao has been in the mountains lately, I’m sorry to trouble Lord Fan.”
“Where are the words?” Fan Jian laughed, “It’s all family now. In a month’s time, when the spring flowers bloom, the mission to Northern Qi will be leaving the capital, and at that time, I will have Wan’er come back to the Xiangfu often to visit.”
“Yes, recently these days Dabao is also not in the mansion, often feel that the mansion is cold.” Lin Ruofu sighed if he felt something, “If Lord Fan has time, he might as well come to my residence more often.”
“The minister has orders, how dare I disobey them?” Fan Jian smiled.
It was the old secluded and unoccupied place again, the two carriages again, and the two half-aged conspirators who had stood behind Fan Xian for over a decade, still each hiding in their own carriages and talking.
“I told you, I don’t want him to get involved with the Supervisory Court!” Fan Jian, who had just been promoted to Minister of the Household, seemed to have no joy at all in his voice, which was cold to the core.
Chen Pingping in the opposite carriage hissed and laughed lowly twice, saying, “Going on a mission to Northern Qi doesn’t have anything to do with this broken courtyard of mine.”
Fan Jian couldn’t help but lift the side curtain of the carriage and said in a cold voice, “Nothing to do with it? Don’t think that I don’t know what you’re trying to do. Sean is in your hands now, you can kill him if you want to, why bother letting him fight for this reputation? What kind of person Sean is, you and I should both know clearly.”
“I haven’t forgotten that you also have a part of His Majesty’s power in your hands, I believe that even in the courtyard there are also your people.” Chen Pingping still laughed lowly, and there seemed to be a very sinister flavor in her laughter.
“I’m afraid His Majesty would not like it if you and I meet in private. As for Sean, it doesn’t matter if he can be killed or not, I’ve been squeezing his bone marrow for twenty years, I can’t leave anything behind. Moreover, the young emperor of Northern Qi may not have such a big heart as our master, whether he dares to use the former Wei’s secret spy leader is another story. As for Fan Xian’s mission to Northern Qi this time, it’s really the Emperor’s intention, and Lord Fan is well aware that if he lets that boy stay in the capital and be pulled around by the Crown Prince and the Second Prince every day, he’s only afraid that he’ll cause great trouble in the future.”
Fan Jian was quiet all of a sudden, knowing that this was a very fatal problem, and that Fan Xian absolutely could not be allowed to get involved in the royal family’s struggle for succession. He lowered the side curtains on the wall of the car and leaned back on the cushions with his eyes closed, still unable to rest assured that the child he had watched over for more than a decade would have anything to do with these horrific institutions of the Supervisory Yuan.
Seemingly guessing what he was thinking, Chen Pingping said coldly, “Since His Majesty has agreed to this arrangement, you can rest assured.”
No one saw a cold smile blossom at the corner of Fan Jian’s lips as he spoke faintly, “Yan Bingyun has been captured, how will your institution cooperate with him?”
“Naturally, someone will take over.”
“Don’t send some mediocre talents!”
Chen Pingping smiled, “Perhaps it’s time for you to contribute something. You know that the last time Dongyi City sent someone into the palace to assassinate the Eldest Princess’s courtesan, Ye Chong has always suspected that it was done by the courtyard, and the wind has now reached Xinyang, so it’s a bit inconvenient for me on my side.”
Fan Jian’s heart stirred slightly.
Above the Cangshan Mountains, the snow was deep, and in the distance at the hot springs there was a hidden white mist rising, but those non-stop dancing Danding Cranes had gone nowhere. Fan Xian carefully read the letter sent by his father and Wang Qinian, then rubbed it with his hand, rubbed it into powder again, and casually threw it out of the window.
Outside the window, the snow scene was extremely beautiful, Dabao and Fan Si Zhe were piling up snowmen, a big fat man and a small fat man quarrelling incessantly, and only at such times would Fan Si Zhe show some normal appearance of a small child and no longer look like a sour and corrosive accountant.
Fan Xian smiled faintly, thinking that these days the snow was heavy and difficult to travel, but the Tanya Bookstore in the capital still sent people to send their accounts into the mountains, and that seven-leafed shopkeeper was really very loyal to his duties. The bookstore’s business is surprisingly good today, and several branches in the capital are firmly established because of the launch of the Half Idle Zhai Poetry Collection, while several Tanya Bookstore branches in neighboring counties have also begun to pay back their accounts.
Fan Sicheng counted the accounts last night, and when he saw the net income of 23,000 taels of silver, his eyes were a little red, and he tried hard to persuade himself to hurry up and release the last ten deposits of the Stone Records. Fan Xian will not agree to him, this writing poetry has caused so much trouble, if people know that the stone book is also written by their own family, who knows what else will cause a storm.
The Princess has returned to Xinyang, but there is still her power in the court, the key is not sure with her voice, is it the Prince, or that one has never met the second prince?