Han family achievements

Chapter 282
Yang Biao listened to Pan Yin's words and looked at Liu Shao again.

He still kept a smile and a hint of astonishment on his face, but he was quickly calculating in his heart.

Your Majesty, please ask His Highness to cook the soup and deliver it to my house in person?

Yang Biao had countless thoughts flashing through him in an instant, but he still didn't understand what they meant.

He never thought that Liu Bian would kill him in this way, it was so outrageous!

Yang Biao was full of thoughts, took the bowl with a smile, couldn't wait to open the package, and said: "Then, thank you, Your Majesty, Your Highness!"

Liu Shao's eyes were bright and he stared at Yang Biao.

Yang Biao opened the lid, looked at the sticky soup, and then glanced at Liu Shao. He didn't eat it in a delicate way, just put it to his mouth, and drank it in big gulps.

Just when it came to his mouth, Yang Biao's fat face couldn't help but tremble.

Salty, bitter, thick, and tooth-causing!
Yang Biao drank the soup with a bitter taste in his mouth, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He has already understood the deep meaning of this bowl of soup.

Although it tasted bad, Yang Biao didn't resist at all and ate it all in big gulps.

Liu Shao's eyes were as bright as stars, and he couldn't help but grab his sleeves with both hands. When Yang Biao left the bowl, he looked at Yang Biao expectantly.

Yang Biao put down the bowl and met Liu Shao's expression.

Even though he was not an experienced official, he could see what Liu Shao meant, smiled more, and said: "Your Highness, it tastes good, do you have any more?"

A smile appeared on Liu Shao's face, his voice was young and strong, and he said: "If the Prime Minister likes to drink, I will give it to you every day."

Yang Biao was startled and turned to Pan Yin.

Pan Yin bowed slightly and handed over a memorial without saying a word.

Yang Biao took it and saw that it was his resignation letter, with the big annotation of "Yun" at the end.

Still not understanding, Yang Biao was completely relieved, raised his hand with Liu Shao, sighed pretentiously, and said: "Your Highness must also know that the old... old minister is old and frail and cannot be reused. I have asked your Majesty to ask for help." Resign and return to my hometown to recuperate."

Liu Shao's smile suddenly disappeared. He pursed his lips and hesitated to speak.

This is the second person who likes his soup.

He was a little afraid of his father, who couldn't make soup every day, and the prime minister liked it so much, but couldn't eat it.

Seeing the disappointment written all over his little face, Yang Biao couldn't help but smile and said: "Your Highness, I have to go to the palace later. Can I have another bowl?"

Liu Shao's eyes lit up again and he said: "Okay!"

After saying that, without caring about anything else, he turned around and ran out the door, as if he was afraid that Yang Biao would regret it.

Pan Yin bowed again and quickly caught up with Liu Shao.

Yang Biao watched Liu Shao and his group leave, and suddenly his whole body felt relaxed as never before. He suddenly turned around and shouted: "Quickly, pack your things and leave today!"

The servants at home were frightened and shouted at Yang Biao repeatedly, so they could only quickly go to deal with it in confusion.

Yang Biao returned to the backyard and drank tea. Before he put down the tea cup, Wang Lang arrived.

Yang Biao smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, have you heard the news?"

Wang Lang sat down with a serious expression on his face and said, "The whole Luoyang City knows about it. Tell me quickly."

Yang Biao was not surprised. He smiled and told Wang Lang everything in detail.

Wang Lang looked at Yang Biao's smile and knew that this was 'true'. He waited for Yang Biao to finish his words and said thoughtfully: "So, Your Majesty wants to cut the knot quickly and not give those people a chance to make trouble again."

Yang Biao was completely relaxed now, his fat face kept shaking, and he said with a smile: "When I come back from the palace, the affairs in the court will have nothing to do with me."

Wang Lang frowned and glanced at him. He really didn't understand why this 'senior brother' was doing nothing. He was obviously talented, but he pretended to be like a stupid pig.

Wang Lang was too lazy to pursue the matter and said thoughtfully: "According to what you said, His Highness is a kind and honest man."

Liu Bian protected his two sons very well and rarely got along with foreign ministers, so he didn't know much about them.

Yang Biao didn't care, he picked up the teacup leisurely and drank tea by himself.

With the memorial in front of him with the word "Yun" written on it by Liu Bian, he could completely get rid of the chancellery, leave Luoyang City, and avoid the dangerous situation of the court.

Wang Lang slowly sat up and stared at Yang Biao with burning eyes.

Yang Biao looked at his expression, his hands trembled with fear, and said: "Wang Jingxing, I can escape unscathed, don't let me make trouble."

Wang Lang sneered and said, "You are the Prime Minister and you want to leave like this. Your Majesty is sure today. If something happens tomorrow, why can't you be brought back?"

Yang Biao suddenly became cold and sweaty. He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, I will never get involved in this matter. You may have forgotten how Wang Yun was exterminated."

Wang Lang raised his head and straightened his chest, with a firm expression on his face, and said: "Wang Yun's sneaky move and his attempt to dethrone the emperor will definitely lead to death. You are the current prime minister and you are admonishing the crown prince. What's your fault?"

Yang Biao shook his head and said: "No, no, I'd rather not do it. Hey, my Mr. Wang, it's a good idea not to do it. Don't you understand?"

Wang Lang said without changing his expression: "You just left like this? Do you think His Majesty's dissatisfaction with you was wiped out after you left? No one in the court will mention it again? Don't forget that your great nephew is still here. The South is causing trouble!"

Yang Biao's first wife is Yuan Wei's biological sister. In other words, Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu are both Yang Biao's nephews!
Yang Biao's face trembled and he said, "Then I will find a way to raise more money?"

Wang Lang sneered and said: "At this time, you are still pretending to be ignorant. I just hope that when you die, you will not implicate me!"

Seeing that Wang Lang had reached this point, Yang Biao became silent.

Wang Lang didn't mean to implicate him, so he was naturally angry.

But Yang Biao really needs to think about it. If he really walks away like this, someone will definitely hold on to him in the future and bring up the old matter again.

Especially in the palace, it is a great grace to let him go. If anything happens in the future, it will be "the most benevolent and righteous", and there is no mercy.

"Bring me my court clothes!"

Yang Biao suddenly shouted towards the door.

After the servant responded, Yang Biao humbly asked for advice and said: "I plan to settle some debts of the imperial court, send a letter to Yuan Shu, and then recommend Xun Yu, Xun You and others in front of your majesty. What do you do?" look?"

Wang Lang thought about it for a moment, sighed softly, and said, "If you had done things earlier, why would you be like this?"

Instead, Yang Biao snorted coldly and said, "If I had done something, I would have followed the Yuan family's footsteps three years ago!"

Wang Lang wanted to refute, but thinking about the situation in the DPRK since Zhongping, he couldn't say it.

Since the Zhongping Period, eunuchs, relatives, aristocratic families, powerful ministers, etc., almost all people and forces have reached the pinnacle of power!
But the expansion of their power meant the decline of imperial power.

His Majesty in the palace was ambitious. After ascending the throne, he successively cut off the eunuchs, relatives, Yuan family and powerful officials, and gradually took back power.

But even so, all the things that happened since the Zhongping period are still hanging over the city of Luoyang like a nightmare. Whenever there is a slight disturbance, countless people will dig it out and use it to criticize and fight endlessly.

These things often touch the "reverse scales" in the palace. As long as they are pulled out, it will definitely be difficult to correct!

The servant quickly brought the official uniform. Under the gaze of the four maids, Yang Biao put it on with difficulty. Before leaving, he asked Wang Lang: "Should I see your Majesty first, or should I arrange things first?"

Wang Lang thought for a moment and said, "Send Xiruan outside the city first."

Yang Biao understood instantly, looked at the threshold one step away, and suddenly felt endless emotion in his heart. He was silent for a while and said: "Jingxing, Dezu, I will leave it to you."

Dezu, the name of Yang Xiu.

Wang Lang felt the lightness and heaviness in Yang Biao's words and hummed softly.Yang Biao shook his arms and strode out of the door.

Yang Biao first led a large group of people to Taichang, Hu Cao, then the bank, and finally some large households that lent money to the court.

After some negotiation and wrestling, Yang Biao used some rewards, acres of land from the court, approval of many businesses, etc., and through complicated planning, he actually eliminated the court's debt of nearly 20 yuan silently.

Then he returned to the Chancellor's Desk, where he held a meeting with the heads of Liucaojiu Temple to settle some long-delayed 'unending cases', and even wrote a 'letter of advice' to his nephew in public.

Generally speaking, it was a stern rebuke, Xiao Zhizhi's great righteousness, asking Yuan Shu to know his way back and surrender without hesitation.

After doing this, Yang Biao stood up with a smile, raised his hand, and said very politely to Xun Yu, Xun You, Zhong Yao, Sima Jun and others: "Comrades, I will entrust the affairs of the Han Dynasty to you."

Xun Yu and others had known this for a long time. When they saw Yang Biao saying goodbye, they all raised their hands and said, "Prime Minister, take care."

Yang Biao glanced at the small conference hall again, turned around and went out, heading straight towards Chongde Hall.

Liu Yu stood under the eaves of Jiade Hall, quietly watching Yang Biao's back.

Behind him stood Yan Rou, an employee brought from Youzhou.

Yan Rou has been in the north all year round. She has a rough face, a strong body, but a very delicate voice. Looking at Yang Biao's back, she said: "Liu Gong, is this the last time the prime minister has entered the palace?"

Liu Yu nodded slightly and turned towards the chancellor's desk.

After tomorrow, the Shangshutai will change its owner, and the 'Yingchuan Party' will control the court.

Yan Rou followed Liu Yu's gaze, seemed to have come to her senses, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Liu, there are a lot of vacancies in the Sixth Cao Cao, why don't you compete for them?"

Liu Yu's eyes flashed with a trace of hesitation and he remained silent.

He is not an ambitious person, but seeing the situation developing in an unpredictable direction, he cannot sit idly by.

Yan Rou understood Liu Yu's thoughts and said no more.

Liu Yu watched Yang Biao walk into Chongde Hall and said, "Come with me to Da Sima's Mansion tonight."

Yan Rou nodded silently.

Huangfu Song was too ill to survive the spring.

At this moment Yang Biao entered the Chongde Hall and came to the back hall.

Before he could even enter, he saw Liu Shao holding a bowl of soup, his eyes bright and looking at him expectantly.

Yang Biao stepped forward with a smile, raised his hand and said, "I have met His Highness."

Liu Shao held up the bowl and said, "Prime Minister, I'll give you a drink."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Yang Biao smiled like a flower, took the bowl of soup, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

I thought it tasted terrible, but I don't know why, but this time it was not so salty, not so thick, and it was vaguely delicious.

Liu Shao raised his little face, blinked, and waited quietly for Yang Biao to finish drinking.

Yang Biao finished the drink, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, it tastes really good."

The little guy took the bowl and saw that he had drank it completely. His little face opened up and he stared at Yang Biao, as if he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yang Biao looked at Liu Shao's pure and cute little face, his heart moved slightly, he took out a jade pendant from his arms, handed it to Liu Shao and said: "Your Highness, this jade pendant is given to you to ensure your safety."

The little guy was a little curious. He took it and looked at it carefully for a while. Suddenly he seemed to remember something and took out a small wooden sword from his arms. He handed it to Yang Biao and said, "My father taught me how to do it. I carved it with my own hands and gave it to the prime minister."

Yang Biao saw that the wooden sword was very rough and was really a child's thing, but he didn't care at all. He put it away solemnly and said: "Thank you, Your Highness."

The little guy also put the jade pendant away solemnly, raised his little face and said, "Will the Prime Minister come to the palace again in the future?"

Yang Biao thought about it carefully and said, "There should be a chance."

The little guy felt relieved, nodded heavily, turned around and left with the bowl in hand.

Yang Biao watched Liu Shao's back and thought about Wang Lang's words again. He pondered over and over again and looked at the dark and deep gate of the apse.

After a while, he took a deep breath and walked over.

No one stopped him, and all the Huangmen and palace maids along the way greeted him silently.

Yang Biao had a big belly and a majestic expression. When he came to the gate, he could already see Liu Bian writing at his desk.

He took a deep breath again, calmed down, and walked in as usual.

"I see your Majesty." Yang Biao tried his best to remain calm, but there was an inexplicable tremor in his voice.

Liu Bian raised his head, looked at him for a moment, smiled and said: "Without courtesy, please sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Biao put down his hand, retreated to the chair and sat down.

Pan Yin quietly stepped forward and handed Yang Biao tea.

Liu Bian sat on the chair, thinking slowly in his mind.

What happened in the palace could not escape his eyes and ears.

'I didn't expect that Shao'er would like Prime Minister Wuwei...'

Liu Bian thought to himself, but at the same time he did not expect that Yang Biao would drink two bowls in a row calmly.

Yang Biao did not drink tea. He seemed to have noticed that it was too quiet and quickly turned sideways. Because he was too fat, he could not turn over, so he had to stand up and raise his hand and said: "Your Majesty, I recommend Xun Yu, the Secretary of the House of Cao, to be the prime minister. Xun You, the Secretary of the Xing Dynasty. Cao Shangshu Sima Jun came to Shangshutai to participate in political affairs."

Liu Bian looked as usual and said with a smile: "Where is Wang Lang?"

These people recommended by Yang Biao have nothing to do with him.Yang Biao did not mention Wang Lang, who was recognized as the only 'Yang Party'.

Yang Biao paused and said: "Your Majesty, the imperial officers are special and should not be admitted to the chancellery."

Liu Bian nodded. He had no intention of letting Wang Lang enter the Chancellor's desk.

Yang Biao lowered his head. Seeing that Liu Bian didn't respond, his fat face gradually straightened, and his mind reached its peak. He said, "Your Majesty, I have one more piece to play."

"Tell me." Liu Bian was a little curious.

Yang Biao raised his head, with a stern look on his face, and said: "I would like to establish a prince to secure the foundation of the country."

Liu Bian frowned, his eyes were sharp, and he said calmly: "Prime Minister, you have forgotten what I said."

Yang Biao had no intention of backing down. He looked at Liu Bian and said: "Your Majesty, the prince is vacant, evil spirits are breeding, the government and the public are impetuous, and the people's hearts are shaken. If we establish a prince, evil and sycophants will retreat, rebellion will collapse, and the world will be settled!"

Liu Bian looked deeply at Yang Biao, reached out to pick up the teacup, and took a slow sip.

What Yang Biao said makes sense.

Liu Bian didn't know either.

But throughout history, it is difficult to end well if a reserve is established too early.

Not to mention others, the two who had the most outstanding achievements were Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)