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"Mr. Zhao is inconvenient. Well, Ai's family is in a hurry. Mr. Zhao can do it according to his own arrangement, and he doesn't need to take care of Ai's family."

She said empathetically.

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

The atmosphere on the field was tense and awkward for a while.

On the side, Gu Yiwu couldn't help but look at Ziyu, only to see that he looked like a domineering Confucian scholar who said, "You teach me how to do things".

But he didn't feel wrong, Ziyu and they were originally Confucian students in the academy, and they were not under the supervision of Dali, even though the faceless woman in front of him stood at the highest position of power in Dali.

And don't you have to rely on them now?

But Ziyu is still amazing, he can control the mentality of the Empress Dowager Dali and the Prince Regent to death, these two are not people with ordinary minds... Gu Yiwu secretly said.

In fact, what good plans and tricks do we have? When I asked Ziyu yesterday, he still smiled wryly and shrugged. But for now, let’s cooperate with Ziyu to shock the two of them first. Hey, Ziyu’s calm acting skills are fine...

The burly Confucian scholar laughed in his heart and sighed secretly.

"Cough cough."

The next second, a coughing sound echoed in the hall. Empress Dowager Dugu and Li Mingyi looked away, only to see Gu Yiwu with a serious face, calling seriously: "Ziyu."

Zhao Rong didn't look at him, but then nodded:

"How about it, ma'am, these few days I will go to the Ritual Department with my fellow disciples, talk about what I have prepared, and give some suggestions, how about it."

Dugu's eyes showed joy, "It's so good. Mr. Zhao, the Ai family, the regent, and the princes of the court will fully cooperate with you in the matter of the ceremony of enshrining Chan. "

She paused, "Mr. Zhao can act cheaply on all suitable matters. The dispatch of officials and immortals, the transfer of treasures and resources are all subject to Mr., if someone makes trouble or does not cooperate, Mr. Zhao and everyone Gentlemen, you can come to Aijia directly, and Aijia will come forward to solve it for you."

Zhao Rong was a little surprised, hey, the power given here is a bit too big, and it’s not like to rob people’s daughters casually, um, you can go to the Lefang Division where there are many beauties.

He joked in his heart.

However, the power to 'do whatever he wants' can indeed allow Zhao Rong to do something. Of course, the most important thing for him at the moment is to prepare for the ceremony of enshrining Zen, not nonsense.

With some thoughts in his heart, Zhao Rong nodded and said:

"Thank you, Empress Dowager." This is the truth.

"It's the Ai family that relies on Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao, the Ai family has a crescent moon silver medal here. You can accept it. In this Dali territory, seeing this silver medal is like seeing the Ai family. I hope Mr. Zhao will use it properly."

Zhao Rong nodded.

Dugu turned her head and called softly: "Hijin."

A woman in palace attire familiar to Zhao Rong stepped out from a dark place in the hall and handed him a simple silver medal.

Zhao Rong took over the silver medal that he hadn't fully realized how much power he had.

He glanced at it and thought about it.

"Well, can I really call anyone or anything in Dali, consult any classics, and go to any place in Hanjing?"

While putting away the silver medal, the young Confucian scholar confirmed to the woman with a sincere expression.

"Of course..." Just as Dugu was about to respond, she suddenly became alert and stopped talking.

She couldn't help but glanced at the sincere smile of the young Confucian scholar at the bottom of the steps.

Before, Dugu thought that Zhao Rong might be polite and serious, but after the conversation just now, plus what Mu Jin and Xue Chan reported to her.

In an instant, there were a lot of thoughts.

The masked woman in white clothes behind the purple bead curtain gritted her teeth lightly, and suddenly regretted giving him the silver medal of Crescent Moon directly.

Why is this Confucian scholar's eyes so disgusting? He is looking straight at Aijia. Isn't there a bead curtain blocking it? She is a beautiful divorced daughter, but she doesn't let go when receiving gifts, her attitude is ambiguous, and she is frivolous and arrogant tonight, it is really hateful.

She whispered in her heart, feeling some disgust, but it soon faded away.

The eyes of the woman behind the bead curtain are completely calm.

Over the years, it's not like I haven't seen the gazes of these men, I have received too many, more disgusting gazes than this, but this Zhao Ziyu seems to be more blatant and unscrupulous.

All the men in this world are the same, she has long been indifferent, and gradually becomes insensitive, and no longer affects her mood and reason.

However, why did Linlu Academy send such a frivolous Confucian scholar here? Didn’t the respectful Mr. Meng say at the time that he would send a very optimistic and upright junior who was very similar to her to preside over Fengchan.

Is this Zhao Ziyu?

An upright junior who is very similar to that Mr. Meng?

Dugu frowned secretly, but she was not the kind of willful little girl with a happy face because she had something to ask for.

Under the veil, she tried her best to show some gentle smiles on her pretty face, and continued:

"Of course it's all arranged by Mr. Zhao. The Ai family trusts Mr. He can reasonably arrange Dali's manpower and material resources, and prepare for the Fengchan ceremony. As for going anywhere... I must be as polite as Mr., and some places that are inappropriate or inappropriate are not suitable. Will set foot... right, Mr. Zhao?"

How did Zhao Rong know that his sincere and honest eyes were misunderstood.

At this time, I was slightly stunned.

Um, like your bedroom?And the bedroom of the late emperor's concubines?You don't turn the corner and emphasize, I haven't thought of this yet.

He complained in his heart, and said with a serious face: "Of course." Well, unless you can't help it.

The young Confucian scholar curled his lips inwardly, maybe there are some shady secrets hidden in your palace.

Dugu didn't know what Zhao Rong was complaining about, so he nodded in relief.

Several people then chatted about Feng Chan for a while.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong suddenly nodded and said: "Actually, it's not impossible to talk about the plan and arrangement of the Feng Chan now."

Dugu knew that he was playing tricks, but he couldn't help leaning forward slightly again.

"Oh? Mister Zhao has something he wants to say. The Ai family would like to hear more about it, so I can refer to it for Mr. Zhao."

She stared at the smiling Confucian scholar below.

"I heard that there is the tallest mountain in Dali."

Li Mingyi answered calmly: "Mr. Zhao said, is it about Mount Sacrificial Moon?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Rong nodded and scanned the field.

"Well, let's go there, the scenery is nice." Well, the thunder is also quite loud.

His tone was understated.

Behind the purple bead curtain, the eyes of the masked woman in white clothes flickered, and then the eyelids drooped...

"Jiyue Mountain... I always listen to Mr. Zhao's arrangement."

Chapter 459 Different Thoughts and Youthful Beauty

"The empress dowager and the virtuous king have other suitable places. You can talk to me about it and discuss it together. It's not impossible to discuss."

Zhao Rong glanced at the pair of uncles and sisters-in-law, and the two showed a slightly surprised expression. He thought for a while and said politely.

"Aijia listens to Mr. Zhao."

"This king also has no objection."

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, "That's settled."

Li Mingyi pondered and said: "To tell the truth, Mr. Zhao, in fact, the king and the emperor's wife have already had several suitable places for holding Zen, and Jiyue Mountain is also one of them. This mountain is our sacred mountain from the ground. The status of the common people is extraordinary, so it is very good to hold Feng Chan here."

Mrs. Dugu nodded, "That's right. Mr. Zhao has a discerning eye. With Mr. Zhao presiding over the ceremony of enshrining Chan, the Ai family feels more at ease."

Oh, you mean you were worried about me before?The layout is too small... Zhao Rong laughed inwardly.

Several people complimented a few more.

Dugu and Li Mingyi discussed the official positions for Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and his party.

The current status of Confucian scholars of their group is more similar to the fairy envoys sent by the fairy family on the mountain-even the Linlu Academy, which is well-known up and down the mountain of Yizhou Mountain, has the nature of the fairy family on the mountain.

Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and the others will then dispatch all the officials from the court, with the forces and resources of all parties in Dali, to organize the ceremony of enshrining Chan, so they need to have a nominal official position.

Dugu thought for a while, then said in a broad voice: "Mr. Zhao and Mr. Gu will be dispatched to the six ministries of the imperial court. The official positions must not be low. How about the two gentlemen taking up official positions under the Privy Council or Zhongshumen?"

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Privy Council of the Dali Imperial Court and Zhongshu Menxia are the highest institutions in charge of Dali Wen and Wu Daquan respectively, also known as the East and West Second Mansions.

Those who work in it are already equivalent to Dali's chief ministers, and they all stand at the top of Dali's power.

If Zhao Rong and the others accepted it, it would be a beautiful sight, but if they had to return to the academy after finishing their work, the Dali court would still put this official position on them and shirk their resignation.

So the Confucian students in the academy like Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu are bound to Dali in a sense?

If you have been a small official in Dali, it is okay to say that even if such a big official resigns in the end, at least this experience will definitely be recorded on the resume, and after all, it will leave a trace of love.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at the purple bead curtain above.

It's hard not to wonder if she did it on purpose.

Gu Yiwu didn't think so far, maybe he didn't think about going down the mountain in the future, going to other secular dynasties to help the country, it doesn't matter.

"Thank you Queen Mother..." He was about to nod his head in agreement, but was interrupted by his friend's cough.

The burly scholar glanced at Zhao Rong and immediately shut up.

The latter put down his hand covering his mouth and coughing, and shook his head calmly, "Thank you for your kindness, Empress Dowager, I and Brother Yiwu have little knowledge, how dare you stand side by side with the princes who have left the court as soon as you come, your empress and the virtuous king should reward you with a letter from the Ministry of Rites" Give us a smaller official position. Command the six ministries of the imperial court, and the silver medal of the empress is enough."

Dugu still did not give up, persuading him:

"Mr. Zhao, where is this? The two poems you wrote casually in Xingzi Town have already become popular in Hanjing and are well-known in the literary circles of Dali. people."

She paused, "How about this? The Ai family saw today that His Majesty admires Mr. Zhao, and he also admires Confucianism... Why doesn't Mr. Zhao take up the post of Grand Tutor, and give advice to His Majesty in his spare time while arranging the ceremony of enshrining Chan? How about your studies?"

The woman in white clothes behind the bead curtain spoke with eager anticipation.

Coupled with her nice voice, and the noble status of the current empress dowager, it is almost difficult for a man to be able to control the desire of this beautiful woman.

However, the young Confucian scholar cupped his hands and shook his head.

Good guy, isn't Taifu the emperor's teacher?It is to be completely tied together.

Zhao Rong was speechless. Although this little emperor looks cute and interesting, this is not the reason for you to set me up.

Later, when Dugu saw that Zhao Rong still declined, he had no choice but to give up.

Several people discussed it, and finally Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu took a small official position as one of the four divisions under the Ministry of Rites, the temple priest doctor, who happened to be in charge of sacrificial etiquette, which fit the ceremony of conferring on the Zen.

Zhao Langzhong?It sounds easy to think of selling dog skin plaster... Zhao Rong laughed, and muttered in his heart, well, it's almost the same, just try to fool around and it's over.

Not long after, the first meeting ended, and Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu bid farewell and left.

In the spacious and bright hall, only Dugu and Li Mingyi were left.

This is the uncle and sister-in-law who hold the highest power in Dali.

One person sits high on the stage, covered by a purple bead curtain, unable to see his face clearly.

A person stands quietly under the steps, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes are not squinted.

The air was quiet for a while.

Dugu's voice said softly, "Uncle Emperor, please take the place of Ai's family to send off Mr. Zhao and Mr. Gu."

Li Mingyi nodded, turned and left.

There was no one behind the stage, and the woman in white clothes behind the bead curtain on the stage seemed to be slightly slanted, with her arm propped on the bright yellow pillow beside her, and she seemed to be staring at the front, silent for a moment.

"...Heh, you can't let outsiders bully you...but you can let Li Shi bully you, right or wrong..."

The woman let out a sigh.

Her little brother-in-law in name has never shown any inappropriate glances at him, nor has she ever performed any unethical behavior in person.

However, the woman in white clothes became more and more afraid of him.

After a while.

She turned her eyes, staring at the blue-black night sky outside the palace gate, locked by layers of palace walls, and murmured: "Jiyue Mountain... It's been a long time, I haven't gone back."

In the hall, I don't know how long it was quiet.

Behind the purple bead curtain, the woman in white dress covered with white gauze stood up, her figure was slim and slim, especially the slender waist, which outlined an amazing arc.

The woman turned around, raised her hand to take off the white gauze, and threw it on the ground behind her.