I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

After a while, Dai Zong finished reading the secret memorial from Prime Minister Wei.

Liu He then asked: "What do you think of this matter?"

"Mr. Wei Ge lived up to his holy expectations and handled the resettlement of the people beautifully, which is a great achievement." Dai Zong said with admiration.

"Did someone from Xiuyiwei Luoyang Station send news?" Liu He asked noncommittally.

"It was delivered yesterday."

"Is there any discrepancy with the content in Prime Minister Wei's secret report?" Liu He asked.

"There are no discrepancies, all the details match up."

"Is there any discrepancy between the messages sent by the embroidered messengers from Changyi Lang and Yulin Lang?" Liu He asked again.

"We have already checked it out. There is no discrepancy between the three." Dai Zong replied.

Until then, Liu He finally fully believed the content of Wei Xiang's secret report.

"Prime Minister Wei has indeed made great contributions to the Han Dynasty." Liu He praised.

Nowadays, the world situation is turbulent and changeable. Liu He has to reuse many people, but his trust in them must still be reserved.

This time, Prime Minister Wei was sent to the three counties to supervise the relocation of millions of families to Pingling. Naturally, he believed in Prime Minister Wei's character, but he still wanted Xiu Yiwei to monitor him.

This seems to be a kind of distrust, but in fact, it is a good thing for both Prime Minister Wei and Liu He.

Just like now, Liu He is completely sure that Prime Minister Wei will enforce the law impartially, so he can support him without hesitation.

"How long have they... been kneeling in Beique Square?" Liu He said, looking straight to the north.

"Including today, it is already the seventh day." Dai Zong did not dare to hide anything.

"How is the public sentiment in Chang'an?" Liu He asked.

"There has been no change in the public sentiment. The people only regret that they are not in the three counties and cannot buy cheap land." Dai Zong said with a smile.

"How is the morale of the Southern and Northern armies?" Liu He asked again.

"The morale of the southern and northern armies is stable. I just regret that I can't go to the three counties to make new achievements like Pao Ze."

"Is there anything unusual happening in the scholars?"

"Confucian scholars from poor families all praise His Majesty as benevolent, and Confucian scholars from noble families..." When Dai Zong said this, he hesitated and did not finish the sentence.

"There are only you and me here, there is no need to avoid anything." Liu He smiled calmly.

"The Confucian scholars of the gentry say that Your Majesty is tyrannical and rebellious. If you don't listen to your advice, the great Han may be in danger of losing his country!"

"Then based on what you see, should I listen to the advice of those below and do what they say?" Liu He seemed to be talking to himself and smiled.

Dai Zong took half a step back, bowed his head, and did not answer. This was not something he could comment on.

"In the past half month, how many more memorials have the bus driver's office received regarding this matter?"

"We received five thousand extra memorials, half of which were to impeach Mr. Wei Ge, and the other half to admonish His Majesty."

On weekdays, the bus driver's office can receive more than two hundred memorials a day, which is considered a lot.

In the past half month, I have received five to six hundred memorials in one day. Could it be that the officials of the Han Dynasty suddenly became diligent in their work?

If there was no one behind such an abnormal phenomenon, Liu He would never believe it.

And the people who are provoking trouble in this group are probably kneeling in Beique Square.

Standing here, Liu He couldn't see the scene in Beique Square, but he knew who were kneeling below, and he could even guess how they talked about him.

These people kneeling there looked extremely humble, but in fact, they revealed a sense of arrogance.

From the beginning of the emigration, they never thought of discussing with Liu He or even bargaining with Liu He.

There is only one result they want, and that is to make the emperor stop and admit defeat.

So, this became a wrestling match between the emperor and his ministers.

"Except for these people kneeling below, how many percent of the other courtiers support me?"

"The chiefs of the Jiuqing and the Second Mansion are all on His Majesty's side. Seventy percent of the officials under two thousand stones are on His Majesty's side. As for the Prime Ministers of local counties..."

"Maybe half the people are on His Majesty's side."

The situation in this scholar's circle is quite different from what Liu He had guessed.

The current Han Dynasty court is not completely monopolized by aristocratic families, and more than half of the officials come from poor families.

There were also many people from humble backgrounds such as Wei Xiang, Kong Ba, and Wang Ji, so the court did not become a piece of iron.

Otherwise, the number of people kneeling under the North Tower today would not be just these thirty or forty people, but maybe three or four hundred people.

In that case, Liu He would really be afraid.

After all, they are not powerless Confucian scholars.

"Dai Zong, if Emperor Xiaowu is in power now, would Zhang Anshi and the others dare to do this?"

"Your Majesty, I don't know how to answer this."

"I don't know how to answer, or I don't dare to answer."

"Your Majesty, forgive me!" Dai Zong still didn't give himself an answer. He knew that the emperor was not here to ask him for an answer.

"I feel that if Emperor Xiaowu were in power, let alone Zhang Anshi and others, even Wei Huo would never dare to do this."

"Today, they dare to go to the North Tower of Weiyang Palace in such an open and honest manner to force the palace. They just think that I am easy to bully and that I am young."

"On weekdays, everyone is respectful, but in their hearts, I am just a clan member who is too lucky."

"If Emperor Xiaozhao hadn't suddenly become famous, if Emperor Xiaowu's descendants hadn't declined, if the country had been without a king for a day, it wouldn't have been my turn to sit in this seat."

Liu He put his hands behind his back and slowly spoke out what was in his heart.

His tone became calmer and calmer, but also more and more cold.

"I also want to ask you a question."

"Your Majesty, please give me a lesson." Dai Zong saw Liu He's displeasure and asked quickly.

"Do you think they are afraid of me?"

"It's not fear, it's awe." Dai Zong's answer was accurate.

"Whether it's more respect or more fear."

"..." Dai Zong was speechless.

"You are wrong. They are not afraid of me. What they are afraid of is the power in the hands of the Emperor of Han."

"They only have respect for me, because I convince people with my reason everywhere, and never once did I really go against Meng Lang."

"Since I convince people with reason and virtue, how can they really be afraid of me?"

"Only an unreasonable emperor can make his ministers both respectful and afraid!"

"Someone has said it well, the struggle for power is not about fighting and killing, but about human relations."

"But I also feel that the struggle for power cannot be just about human nature, without fighting or killing."

When Liu He spoke, Dai Zong remained silent. He didn't know why the emperor said these seemingly irrelevant words.

But he could see that there was a hidden anger in the emperor's heart. As the Commander-in-Chief of the Xiuyi Guards, he only needs to obey orders seriously and does not need to give random advice.

In the cramped main hall of every government office in Xiuyiwei, there is a large banner hanging: Loyal to the Han, first loyal to the Emperor.

"From today on, I will make them fear me as a person, not the power in my hands."

"Your Majesty, just issue the edict, and I will move forward bravely!" Dai Zong said with folded hands and a salute.

"You, the embroidered guards, don't need to do this. It's Jin Wu's duty to maintain law and order in Chang'an City. Let An Le come to see me." Liu He said firmly.

"only!"

……

In the past half month, the city of Chang'an has been in turmoil, and Anle, as Zhijinwu, is naturally very busy.

In order to avoid making mistakes, Anle did not dare to stay in the government office for a long time every day. Most of the time, he led the patrol guards around Chang'an City to conduct inspections.

They not only want to hunt down the thieves who take the opportunity to cause trouble, but also help Tingwei capture the wealthy families who are defying the emperor.

In the past, Anle would not do anything right because he still wanted to leave a good reputation as a "Xunli".

But now it is completely different. As long as it is an edict issued by the emperor, Anle will always implement it resolutely without compromise, and even implement it more strictly.

The emperor wants to arrest thirty people, so Anle will arrest fifty.

The emperor wants to settle the case in five days, so Anle needs three days to settle the case.

If the emperor wants to find the mastermind behind the scenes, then Anle will also dig out the mastermind behind the scenes.

Because he saw through one thing.

No matter whether it is a noble family or a hundred officials, it is impossible for them to fight against today's emperor.

No matter who you are, there is no benefit in going against the emperor. Only by following the emperor's footsteps can you be promoted to a higher position and be famous in history.

Anle's behavior was naturally criticized by many courtiers, and some people even put him and Wei Xiang together and called him "Dingxin cruel official".

If this happened before, Anle would definitely deny it, but now he is happy with it and feels proud.

Prime Minister Wei is a cabinet scholar and a Marquis of Gaoping. If he can be compared with him, doesn't it mean that he will soon be promoted to a higher position?

Under this kind of temptation, how could Anle, the King of Zhi, not fight for his life?

After some renovations, the situation in Chang'an City gradually stabilized and returned to its former peace.

The only thing that still gave Anle a headache was naturally the courtiers and cunning people kneeling to remonstrate in Beique Square.

These people were so powerful that even Prime Minister Wei, who relied on the imperial power, had a lot of fears.

At the beginning, as soon as the news spread that Zhang Anshi, a cabinet scholar, took the lead in kneeling to remonstrate, it attracted a lot of meddlesome people to watch.

From Beique Square to the southern end of Huayang Avenue, it was once overcrowded.

Fortunately, Anle responded quickly and immediately sent patrols to disperse them several times, and finally made these people disappear.

Nowadays, only Zhang Anshi and the others who are troublesome "big shots" are left.

Anle had no good way to deal with them, so he could only send more people to watch them and try to prevent trouble here.

He also "considerately" arranged for a medical officer and decoction to be provided in a nearby house, so that if someone fainted, he could immediately rescue him.

Even though he was very thoughtful, Anle still didn't dare to relax.

Every day after noon, he would come here and temporarily stay in the bus driver's room outside the north gate of Weiyang Palace, just in case.

……

At Shen Zheng time, the cramped bus driver's room was a little deserted.

The bus driver's room is said to be a pavilion, but in fact it is just a "hole" dug out of the city wall.

But it was only two feet square, and after setting up a long table and several couches, there was no room for it.

On weekdays, there is only a bus driver, a bus driver, and two visitors on duty here, so it seems quite spacious.

In the past few days, with the addition of Anle and his two followers, the place has become quite crowded.

Because there were no windows here, it was extremely hot and stuffy. Anle only sat there for a moment before sweating profusely.

He stood up from the couch a little anxiously, came to the narrow door, stood in the dark and looked out.

The huge Beique Square was empty, and under the sun dozens of feet away, Anle's big trouble was kneeling.

Zhang Anshi and others were kneeling under the dazzling sun, swaying, looking like they might fall down at any time.

At the edge of the square, two teams of patrol pavilions formed a sparse line of defense, staring both outside and inside.

Further out, among the passers-by, Anle also arranged a lot of "commoners" to keep an eye out for abnormalities.

Of course, in the invisible corner of An Le, there are also the embroidered messengers sent by Dai Zong, watching the Beique Square, watching the soldiers patrolling the city, watching An Le.

Under the layers upon layers, the security of Weiyang Palace is tighter than before.

Anle squinted her eyes for a moment and felt her throat tightening and feeling a little uncomfortable. He coughed up thick phlegm from his throat and spit it out the door.

"These old things are really resistant!"

Anle was born as a filial and honest person. In the past, when he was the high-ranking Prime Minister of Changyi, the least people he interacted with were from the official family, so he was gentle in everything he did and talked about.

You can even often go in and out of the great scholar's main hall, chatting and laughing.

But since he became the king, he often led the city patrol soldiers to deal with the unruly people among the people.

These rogue people are not easy to deal with, and it is easy to be bullied by them without using some extraordinary measures.

Over time, Anle's temper and behavior changed, becoming more vulgar and violent, and more pragmatic.

After Anle cursed, he let out a breath and prepared to sit back on the couch and continue to waste time with these people.

At this time, Ma Daizong, the captain of the Xiuyi Guard and the driver of the bus, appeared outside the door.

"Mr. Dai, please be well." Anle immediately put on a flattering face and said.

Dai Zong's rank was one thousand stones, which was of course not as good as Anle's two thousand stones, but Anle knew that this man was a close confidant of the emperor, so he always wanted to please him.

"Good morning, Mr. Anfu." After Dai Zong returned the greeting, he said lukewarmly: "Mr. Anfu, the county magistrate wants to summon you, and he also invites Mr. Anfu to go to Danchi."

"The county magistrate wants to see me?" Anle asked back. In the past half month, the magistrate said he was ill and had not seen any courtiers. Naturally, he was flattered by the sudden summons.

"Exactly."

"What is the reason why the county magistrate summoned me? Can Dai Shijun tell me something?" Anle then asked.

"I don't know, but the county magistrate only asked the prince to go to see the saint immediately without any delay," Dai Zong replied.

When Anle heard this, he didn't dare to hesitate. After a hasty salute, he left straight away.

It's not too far from the bus driver's room to Danqi, but the road up and down is very winding.

Anle walked in a hurry, so when he arrived at Danchi, he was already out of breath.

Looking at the emperor's back dozens of steps away, Anle's heart surged. (End of chapter)