The most powerful minister in the world

Jingxi reported this success to the imperial court, and Emperor Qianyang praised him greatly during the morning court.

After the morning court, both Zuo Que and Prince Yun Ziying were called to the palace to discuss political matters, and Qian Yang was still full of praises with the memorial of good news.

"This brat, even though he causes trouble all the time, he never hesitates when it comes to fighting. Prime Minister, what do you think I should reward him for?"

When the prime minister lightly twirled his gray beard with his left hand, his eyes narrowed and he smiled without saying a word, he smiled secretly in his heart: usually he would be angry when he saw it, but now he always thinks about it when he sees it.

After a long while, he finally said: "Your Majesty, I think it's better not to reward him. General Jing has never been very complimentary. If your reward is extended to the south of the Yangtze River, it may cause a lot of trouble."

Yun Ziying also grinned and said: "Now that the Spring Festival is more than half over, my father should wait until he returns to the capital to discuss his merits and reward him."

Qian Yang was in a very good mood today, and he was enthusiastic about everything he said. He nodded and took over the conversation and said with a smile: "In the spring of this year, I heard from Yan Lao that there are many good seedlings. You both need them when you are waiting for the palace examination." Accompany me to Piyong Palace to teach."

"Over the years, Brother Yan has trained batch after batch of pillars of our country in the Imperial College. When it comes to awards, Brother Yan must be the first."

Yun Ziying sighed earnestly and said: "The literary world in the southern country has been weak for a long time, but since martial arts entered the literary world, who wouldn't envy it in other countries?"

The green smoke from the incense burner in the palace curled up. Qian Yang raised his eyebrows proudly. He sat upright on the couch and waved his sleeves and said: "When the Xia Kingdom's trade with Qi State is on the right track, my southern kingdom will be the first." A powerful country!”

Hearing this, Zuo Que's tea-drinking hand stopped at his mouth. He held the tea lid in one hand and spread it flat on his hand. He couldn't help but pour cold water on Qian Yang's head.

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, our southern country is still not at peace now. The Jing family military dynasty in southern Xinjiang encountered fierce resistance from Chen State just after they set off, and the barbarians in northern Xinjiang have also been very uneasy in recent years... .”

Qian Yang knocked on the table to interrupt him. At this time, the emperor and his ministers looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

"Yes, I thought that after the death of Chen Guo's Le Zhi, his 150,000 blood-armored army would be greatly reduced, but now Duan Wuya has arrived. I should have listened to that brat and gave Li Junhao to killed."

When Zuo Que saw that the old affairs of Qianyang were brought up again, he immediately put aside the topic and said: "With the Marquis guarding the southern border, your majesty can rest easy. Compared to the northern border, it is a bigger worry."

"Father, I haven't seen General Liangyu for several years. Can I call her back to the capital this year?"

"Well..." Qian Yang clutched the jade Buddha string in his hand, "I haven't been back for five years. Minister Zuo, look at the situation in northern Xinjiang, can you..."

"I'm afraid not. The barbarians often disturb the borders, and this season is when they make big moves."

Qian Yang spread his hands helplessly: "General Liangyu, a female prostitute, guarded the bitter cold land of Northern Xinjiang for me. It was really hard work. In previous years, he always separated from the Jing family army when he came back. It seemed as if I did it intentionally. "

As soon as Qian Yang finished speaking, he heard a chuckle from below, which made him snort and look.

"Ziying, why are you laughing?"

Yunzi lost his composure in front of the Ying Palace, bowed and said with a smile: "Father, my son, I remembered that Jingxi described the appearance of General Liangyu to me."

"Huh? I remember that I haven't seen them before, right?"

"It's true that I never mentioned it. Jingxi just imagined it."

Qian Yang also became interested, and even Zuo Que moved his ears unconsciously.

"tell me the story."

"Yes, I remember that when Jing Xi was in Beijing the year before last, I had a drink with him and talked about General Liangyu. He was slightly drunk, and he held up the wine jar and said that General Liangyu was, pfft... "

Qian Yang was amused by him and urged him to speak faster.

Yun Ziying suppressed his laughter and said, "General Liangyu's face is as black as the bottom of a pot, his eyes are as big as copper bells, his body is like an iron hammer, and he opens his mouth and listens carefully like an old ox."

"Huh? Hahaha," Qian Yang smiled and slapped his knees, raising his eyebrows at Zuo Que, "Did you listen to what that brat said, that he regards General Liangyu as the seducer of the underworld?"

The great eunuch Tan Si raised his sleeves to cover his face and kept laughing. Emperor Qianyang kicked him through the air, and he burst out laughing.

"I guess General Liangyu heard this and might chase General Jing through the streets with her pear blossom gun."

Listening to what he said, Qianyang glanced up and sighed: "I remember that I wanted to give her a national surname, but she refused. After so many years, she...she has twenty There are three?”

Zuo Que calculated in his mind and stretched out two fingers: "Twenty, not three."

"He is about the same age as Zilang."

Yun Ziying only smiled and said nothing. At this moment, a eunuch ran in in a panic, staggering and almost falling.

Tan Si scolded him so angrily that he was so frightened that his crown tilted. The young eunuch quickly straightened himself up and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Okay, okay, if anything happens, report it immediately. Didn't you see that His Majesty is discussing state affairs with the Crown Prince and Prime Minister?!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, Yan Sheng and Yan Lao are already waiting for orders at Donghua Gate."

Hearing this, Qian Yang stood up in confusion, and the jade string in his hand fell to the ground. He looked at Zuo Que with wide eyes, and saw that he also stood up and shook his head.

Tan Si was bending down to pick up a jade string, but unexpectedly he was kicked by Qian Yang.

"What are you still picking up? Come and see if my clothes are in order and tidy them up for me. Hurry up."

"Hey," Tan Si quickly stood up and tidied up Qianyang from beginning to end, "Your Majesty, there is no problem at all."

"That's good. Ahem, Mr. Yan, please come into the hall."

Just as the little eunuch was about to turn around and run out, he was stopped by Qianyang: "You, stay on the side with the restless hair, you go."

Tan Si snorted, held up his fly whisk and walked out. Qian Yang also stood down from the stage at this time, but he lost his imperial aura, like a scholar who was listening to a lecture and waiting for his teacher to arrive.

Yan Sheng rarely entered the palace. In the decades since he entered the court, on average, he only visited two or three times a year, which was less than one hand.

His coming to the palace must be an important matter, and Qianyang's heart is so worried.

"coming."

Qian Yang looked towards the wide palace road paved with splendid red carpet. Yan Sheng, dressed in white clothes, walked towards the palace without squinting, forming a force of his own.

"Old minister, I pay my respects to Your Majesty. May you be in peace."

Saying that Yan Sheng was about to salute, Qian Yang stepped forward to support him. Before he could speak again, he let him sit down on the couch.

"Lao Yan, why are you here? Come and take a seat. I miss you all the time. I wanted to visit you early when I was about to go to school."

Yan Sheng said with a smile: "Your Majesty is offending an old minister by saying this. Your Majesty invites you first."

This Confucian and martial sage was not that pedantic. He sat on the couch with Qian Yang. Qian Yang personally brought him tea. After thanking him, he looked at Zuo Que and said with a smile: "Brother Zuo, you are here too. I still want to After leaving the palace, I stopped by Wenyuan Pavilion to see you."

"Brother Yan, if you go, I guess I won't be able to do anything in Wenyuan Pavilion for a whole day."

"Huh? How do you say this?"

I saw Zuo Que joking: "Brother Yan is gone, I'm afraid those nerds in Wenyuan Pavilion will pester you and ask questions about this and that, and they will be around you all day long."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall laughed. Qian Yang waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down and said. At this time, Yan Sheng's eyes had already been on Yun Ziying.