Dodder Pampering Handbook

Silver stylus hook.

Zhao Chanzhen's expression was pure and dazed, he never expected that King Yong'an would really teach him to read and write.

Still start from the most basic.

Zhong Cheng held a copy of "Thousand Character Essay", pointed to the word Tian on it, and said earnestly: "As the saying goes, what is it? Hao said: Untitled, I don't know the sky, and the emptiness is the sky." )

He first explained the meaning of heaven, and then looked at Zhao Chanzhen with a smile, "The sky above people's heads, thunder, rain and dew, are full of grace. People regard heaven as their father, so they call the emperor of the world the son of heaven."

"Your Majesty thinks, Son of Heaven, what is it?"

Zhao Chanzhen blinked and said, "The Son of Heaven, is he the child of God?"

Zhong Cheng laughed, "That's right. The Son of Heaven is a child of God. The Son of Heaven governs the world. For the people, thunder and rain are also a boon. It's just who should the thunder be aimed at, and who should the rain and dew be aimed at? Why does your majesty think so?" ?”

Feeling flustered, Zhao Chanzhen subconsciously avoided his gaze, and started playing with his fingers again to let go of his thoughts.

Every time he wanted to pretend to be stupid and escape, he would do this action.

Zhong Cheng saw it and didn't say much.

"Your Majesty, my lord. The person has been brought here and is waiting outside the hall." Chen Shichun said.

Liu Yan is abnormally obese, with a black face and thick hair. His original official uniform was deformed by his fat belly.He also knelt down and bowed to salute with Chen Shichun, his belt was about to be torn apart.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he was so hot that his face was sweating, and his heart was like an ant in a hot pot.

Suddenly, the voice of King Yong'an was heard inside.

"Let him in."

The tone is flat, and you can't hear too many emotions.

Liu Yan gasped in a low voice, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and licked his dry lips, his big bean eyes were full of anxiety.

As if about to be sentenced, he walked into the hall.

The little emperor and King Yong'an were standing in front of the desk by the window, he didn't dare to look more, and kowtowed: "My subject Liu Yan, please greet your majesty, and greet the prince."

He knelt there, Zhong Ting only took a look, and wrote the word "Heaven" on the paper.

He opened his mouth lightly and said: "This king is teaching His Majesty how to read and write, and it just happened to go to the sky. Your Majesty doesn't understand. Liu Qing came from Tanhua, why don't you explain it to Your Majesty?"

Liu Yan's eyes were dimmed, but he still braced himself and said: "Your Majesty is blunt, if you make a mistake, please forgive me."

"The sky is dry and the earth is kun. Everything in the world contains the true meaning of the word Qiankun. Just like your majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, and everything in the world obeys the orders of the Son of Heaven..."

He said some incomprehensible words dryly, trying hard to flatter the little emperor.

No one ever interrupted him.

Zhong Cheng stood in front of the table, took out a memorial from his sleeve, and unfolded it, not shying away from the presence of the little emperor.

This memorial was written by him after sorting it out, and it listed Liu Yan's evil deeds in Yongzhou.

Floating corpses are everywhere, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.Written on white paper, there are dozens of words that are light and weightless.

But in Yongzhou, there are hundreds of thousands of lives and countless broken families.

Zhao Chan was really fascinated.

Zhong Teng writes very carefully in some details, and outlines the tragedy in the world with just a few strokes.

Father sells son, mother sells daughter, husband sells wife, wife eats husband...

Even the eyes that led the little emperor to look at Liu Yan concealed some indignation, but he suppressed it and hid it deep.

Since King Yong'an asked about this matter, he thought he was going to take Liu Yan into surgery.

"Liu Qinggui is the Minister of the Dynasty, and he is busy with affairs. It is my great fortune that he can not forget the book knowledge he learned back then." Zhong Teng sat on the yellow pear wooden chair with a smile that was not a smile.

Liu Yan stopped talking, and quickly expressed his loyalty: "I will do my best for His Majesty, and I will die."

"This king believes in you. Your teacher, Prime Minister Fu, is a veteran of the three dynasties. Even this king has some kinship with him. The tit-for-tat confrontation is only for the sake of Da Zhao. Today I call you here , it’s just a little thing.”

As Zhong Cheng said, he casually threw the folder unfolded on the table in front of Liu Yan.

Picking up the teacup, took a sip: "Just take a look at this brochure."

Liu Yan hurriedly picked up the booklet and glanced at it, which scared him out of his wits, but he was an old fox after all.If King Yong'an wanted to deal with him with this matter, he could not help but send troops to kill him at his home, beheading him first and then killing him.

Where is the use of singing this play?

If he didn't want to kill him, then he wanted to buy him off, to buy off the power behind him, Fu Xisheng.

Fu Kaisheng is the most famous Confucianist in the world today, with peaches and plums all over the world, and a contemporary saint believed by all literati.

The little emperor Zhao Chanzhen can now sit firmly in this position, and King Yong'an can't blatantly seek power and usurp the throne. In the final analysis, it is unorthodox.

Then the intention of Zhong Cheng's move is obvious.

Liu Yan calmed down, and hurriedly said: "It's all my fault that I was foolish for a while, and indulged my son-in-law to commit this foolish debt. When I return home, I must let him spit out the money and send it to Yongzhou."

"I will also ask the teacher for guilt. If the prince is not concerned about the world and finds out about this, I am afraid that I will be infamous for thousands of years!"

Zhong Cheng laughed softly, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at something unsightly and dirty.

Chen Shichun received his gaze and hurriedly helped Liu Yan up from the ground.

"Pleading guilty?" Zhong Cheng put down his teacup and said sarcastically, "The crime doesn't end there."

"Yongzhou is already like this, and it is useless to put down the disaster money. Liu Qing can keep it. As for Prime Minister Fu, I am looking forward to having a good chat with him."

"Okay", he emphasized the word "good".

Liu Yan grinned and laughed straight away. After narrowly escaped death, he relaxed and felt a little joking.

"The silver was exploited layer by layer, and it was only 50 taels in the hands of the minister. The minister always felt that the money was too hot to hold. When the minister returned to the mansion, he immediately ordered someone to send the silver to the prince's mansion."

The two of them openly talked about exploiting the treasury in front of the lord of the world, which is extremely arrogant.

Biansheng Zhao Chanzhen sat there motionless, unable to hear or see.

Beautiful as a statue.

Compared with the ambitious King Yong'an...

Liu Yan looked at him with contempt. As an emperor, he didn't have the ambition and majesty that an emperor should have.

It really cannot be blamed for the rampant corruption of officials and the destitution of the people.

Zhong Ting propped his forehead with one hand, and his eyes were full of jokes: "You are different from your old-fashioned teacher, and you are much more flexible than him. As a human, there are always more ways to live longer. You say Yes or no?"

"Yes! Yes! The lord is right, I will definitely persuade the teacher well." Liu Yan was very excited. As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and he has overcome the crisis today and successfully embraced the thigh of King Yong'an.

People said that King Yong'an was bloodthirsty and tyrannical, but no one had ever seen him kill his cronies. Even the eunuch Zhao Xi, who had been with him for a long time, could show off his might.

Anyone can see that Liu Yanxin is happy.

Zhong Cheng pinched the bridge of his nose and waved him away.

Clumsy as a pig, unbearably vulgar, if you look at him twice more, your eyes will become dirty.

"My lord, Liu Yan, this old boy, really doesn't even pay attention to you." In the entire hall, only Zhao Xi dared to talk to him like this.

300 million taels of silver, but after a trip to Yongzhou, it shrank to 50 taels?Who dares to grab food from Liu Yan's mouth?

"Why, he didn't satisfy you either?"

Zhong Teng glanced at Zhao Xi, and Zhao Xi immediately leaned over with a smile, and slapped him on the shoulder: "My lord, this slave is all for you. Even if he gave the 50 to the slave, the slave would not pay 50 to one tael." Present it to the lord."

"Stop rambling, how much will he give you?"

"1 taels, the bank notes in the Xifule silver cabinet, well, they are all here." Zhao Xi quickly took out a stack of bank notes from his cuff, and handed them to Zhong Cheng.

Zhong Teng took the banknote, sneered, and put the banknote into the hands of the little emperor.

Zhao Chanzhen took the bank note in a daze.

Zhao Xi was also kicked out, ready to continue teaching the little emperor to read and write.

"Emperor...Uncle Emperor."

"Ok?"

"Drought in Yongzhou, do you no longer need bank notes?" The little emperor looked terrified, his eyes were full of fear, but he still had the courage to ask about political affairs.

Zhong Ting secretly smiled in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

The cold eyes were full of indifference, and he said indifferently: "It's also useful."

"Then why..." Why didn't Liu Yan send the money to Yongzhou?

Zhao Chan was really dissatisfied, and even more resentful.He has never had the slightest sense of reality in the concept that the money in the treasury belongs to him, and this time it is only because of the drought and famine that many people will die.

He was born in a period of war, and he knew what it was like to be hungry, and he wished he could stuff all the bamboo leaves into his stomach.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still.

But Liu Yan said again that he would give all the money to King Yong'an.

He spoke halfway, then closed his mouth again, tears filled his beautiful eyes, the victims were pitiful, but he couldn't do what he should do to help them.

This kind of cognition made him feel guilty that all the disaster victims died because of him.

"Your Majesty wants to know why, and the reason is very simple. If Liu Yan embezzles once, he can embezzle the second time."

"Can't someone else do it?"

"Who should I replace?"

Zhao Chan really thought about it for a long time, and the names of ministers one after another appeared in his mind, but they were ruled out one by one, this one did not work, and that one did not work.

From the chaos of the previous dynasty to the present, there have been six or seven emperors in succession. The one who sat in this position for the longest time was Zhao Chanzhen.

This is not without reason.

Zhong Cheng thought.

Although the little emperor pretended to be deaf, he was very clear about the power in the court.

After thinking about it, Zhao Chanzhen could only find someone who didn't have too many taints, "Let Xiang Zhongchen go, is that okay?"

Zhong Cheng supported his head, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Why did you choose him?"

"He...he is young, Yongzhou is far away, and we need to find someone younger to hurry."

Zhao Chan really hesitated and gave such a reason.

Zhong Ting was teased by him again and laughed.

Xiang Zhongchen is only thirty this year. His teacher was a Confucian teacher in the former dynasty, and now he lives in seclusion in Nanyang. Under the influence of his teacher, he is upright, knowledgeable and unafraid of the world, and has always regarded the revival of Dazhao as his mission.

It's a pity that in the original text, his ideals were also shattered with the shattering of Dazhao Mountains and Rivers.

Zhao Chan looked at Zhong Cheng anxiously, waited for him to laugh enough, and asked in a low voice, "How does Uncle Huang feel?"

Zhong Cheng looked at him with a smile, "I think it's reasonable."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be a different person in an instant, and his body was full of a chilling aura.

He called Chen Shichun, and said lightly: "Receive Your Majesty's imperial decree, lead a team of people, confiscate Liu Yan's house, behead all the adult men, and exile the underage men at the border. Their descendants will not be able to be officials for life, and the women will be filled as Jiaofang Secretary. "

"If there is obstruction, shoot and kill."

The little emperor raised his head hastily.

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Note 1 comes from "Easy Sutra"

The cubs are still young, and they have to get used to it with some blood before they can adapt to the cruel grassland and grow into a cute (crossed out) Mengshou (crossed out) beast. ——Zhong, who did not want to reveal his name