This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 629
The window is brighter when the lamp is blown, the moon shines on the snow all day, the winter is cold and windy, and people's hearts are like water and easy to float.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, after several months of absence, when Lu Hanjiang, the new commander, returned to the capital again, it was like a big hand smoothing all the turbulence on the big river in the capital.

It seems that everything has returned to tranquility, and it is as heavy as dead silence. There are relatively few visible tit-for-tats, but the invisible undercurrent is surging, but under this calm, it is crazily moving.

In the middle of the night, the Yang family's study room was brightly lit. Yang Xuan, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, sat in front of the desk like a sculpture, frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally called out the servants outside the door, and ordered: "Go and call the young master."

The servant retreated in response, and not long after, the sleepy Yang family son Yang Zhiyuan walked into the study, he yawned and complained, "Father, do you know what time it is now? What can't be done tomorrow?" explain?"

Yang Xuan, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, is in his early fifties this year, and his temples are sparse and gray hair is visible. Yang Zhiyuan is his old son, not only his legitimate son, but also his only son. .

"Stand up for me, father, I have something to ask you." Yang Xuan changed his usual connivance, and rarely taught with a straight face.

Yang Zhiyuan has been doted on by his parents and grandparents so far, and he is no longer afraid of him as a father. He is not angry at the moment. He casually sits on the side, half-opening his sleepy eyes, picking at the empty teacup, muttering Said: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly!"

Yang Xuan stared at him, but found that he could no longer scare this son. His father's majesty had disappeared from years of doting, so he had no choice but to soften his attitude. He sighed and said, "Son, our family is about to face a catastrophe. Did you know?"

These words made Yang Zhiyuan jump up from the chair in shock. He rubbed his eyes and said in shock, "Father, you don't want to rebel, do you?!"

"fart!"

Yang Xuan got up as soon as he slapped the table, and cursed: "Your old man, I am loyal to the emperor and patriotic, the sun and the moon can shine, and the world can learn from it! Now that the country is prosperous and the people are safe, the people live and work in peace and contentment, what kind of rebellion did I create!"

"Oh, all right"

Only then did Yang Zhiyuan heave a sigh of relief, then sat back lazily, and said impatiently: "Father, since you don't rebel, our family is backed by Jinyiwei, what disaster can happen."

"The disaster lies with the Jin Yiwei."

Yang Xuan let out a long sigh, and said: "Master Meng has been promoted to the position of Grand Tutor. He seems to have a high status, but in fact he has no real power. Besides, Master Meng's whereabouts are still unknown. He has visited the Meng Mansion several times for his father, but he is not allowed to see him." ah."

Yang Zhiyuan didn't take it seriously: "So what, although Mr. Meng is gone, isn't there still Mr. Lu?"

"You," Yang Xuan sighed and shook his head again, "Master Lu is not the same as Master Meng, and it's too different."

Lu Hanjiang and Meng Yuan are indeed different. When Mr. Meng was in power, he was a person who clearly controlled every position in the court. He was willing to mix with me. Yes, then press hard.

The most important thing is that the old emperor, who has been hiding in the harem for many years, has made it clear that he supports Meng Yuan, and even the three major factories in the inner palace are turning to the old man all the time.

So the old man was able to quickly grasp the initiative of the court. At that time, apart from old master Luo and other die-hards who were unwilling to join forces, only Wen Kongheng, who was in command of the imperial army, could compete with him, but that was all.

During the time when the old man was in power, he was really under one person and above ten thousand people. Even if the opposition force was not small, his foundation could not be shaken. He could only fight a war of words to save face.

But now that Lu Hanjiang has come to power, he has changed from the old man's tough policy of "friend or foe", and has adopted a series of indescribable policies. In plain English, that is two words, bad.

Commander Lu still welcomes those who are willing to continue to join Jinyiwei.

He never took the initiative, refused, and was irresponsible. Since Commander Lu took over, Jin Yiwei's influence in the court has been weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After all, the influence of a party does not depend on what it says, but on doing things, by pulling one faction to beat the other. This is the case in the struggle for the right to speak in the court.

When they could go, they were all the officials under Meng Yuan's command, who took a clear-cut stand against the other side. Everyone was happy if they won, and they were basically invincible when they lost Jin Yiwei.

Now that Lu Hanjiang is happy to be the shopkeeper by throwing his hands away, leaving a group of ministers in a daze in the court, it is very unreasonable for Jin Yiwei to withdraw his hand.

At the beginning, everyone was worried that they were playing hard to get, but after a few times of cursing and fighting at the court, everyone ignored it, regardless of whether Jin Yiwei was holding back his bad, and killed one or the other first.

After several disturbances, Old Master Luo finally felt proud, and the officials of the Jinyiwei faction panicked.

Yang Xuan was a person who took refuge in Meng Yuan with a clear-cut stand, but now that Jin Yiwei had changed his person in charge, it seemed that the days were fading away, so he began to mutter in his heart.

Ever since, Yang Xuan spent a lot of saliva and told his son what he was worried about.

After Yang Zhiyuan finished listening, he waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Father, you are very wrong!"

"Presumptuous, why did you talk to me!" Yang Xuan cursed angrily at first, then calmed down, and said with a cold snort: "Hmph, you have a big tone, so tell me, what is wrong with being a father? .”

Yang Xuan stood up, cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "Father, don't you hear about the old affairs of the king of Huayi? As the saying goes, loyal ministers don't serve second lords, and virgins don't change second husbands. Yesterday, Jin Yiwei was very powerful, and my Yang family relied on it. Today When it declines, my Yang family will abandon it, father, isn't he afraid that people will call my Yang family the dynasty Qin Muchu and make fun of me as slaves of the three surnames?"

"Bastard, is this how the master taught you to quote the scriptures!" Yang Xuan frowned: "Jin Yiwei is the dog of the emperor, so he shouldn't have reached out to the court. Abandon the darkness and turn to the light!"

But Yang Zhiyuan knelt down, persuading him: "Father, why is the party attached? The Jinyiwei is the emperor's own army, what Lord Lu says is the emperor's will, what Master Lu does is the emperor's order, our family is attached to the Jinyiwei , This is allegiance to His Majesty!"

What Yang Xuan said made Yang Xuan dumbfounded, only to hear Yang Zhiyuan continue to speak earnestly: "Father, Jin Yiwei and His Majesty are the same party, Master Lu is an unparalleled loyal minister, and those so-called Qingliu who tyrannize power in the court are all disorderly officials and thieves , you can’t seek false fame and deal with real disasters!”

Yang Xuan stared at his son with wide eyes, and sighed after a long time: "My son has already penetrated the essence of thick black, he is not as good as a father."

"." Yang Zhiyuan's face collapsed, can he still have this kind of broken father? Is there such a thing as burying his own son?

After Yang Xuan sat down, he said in a deep voice, "Stand back, let Weifu think about it again."

"Son retire."

After saluting, Yang Zhiyuan stepped back, walked out of the study and raised his head. A bright moon hung high in the night sky. He seemed to be in deep thought. He looked back at the figures pacing back and forth in the study, and couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, and in the cold winter season, the evil wind was extremely freezing, he shrank his neck quickly, and walked into his room with small steps.

(End of this chapter)