Prime Minister dare not be

Chapter 1 Wedges
The emperor of Jin had a migraine.

A generation of courtier Xie Mingguang is about to kick his legs, but he clings to the position of prime minister and refuses to let go.What's more, a memorial was handed over today, saying that he would leave the prime minister's seat to his grandson!

What is shameless?This is!
Who in the entire Great Jin Dynasty didn't know that Xie's family power was all over the world, but Yin was flourishing and Yang was declining?The nephews and nephews of Xie Mingguang's collateral lines are not well-known, and the only bloodline here is his only son, who is still thinking about alchemy and seeking immortality all day long, and died earlier than him, leaving no heirs under his knees. .

After rubbing his forehead, the emperor began to read the memorial carefully, trying to find out when the Xie family gave birth to a grandson.

Xie Mingguang said clearly in the memorial that his son had a romantic nature during his lifetime. When he was young, he had a son with a commoner woman without telling his family. His name was Xie Shu. It has been eight years since he took him home.

The scholars of the Jin Dynasty were not married. Xie Mingguang felt that this grandson was born in a lowly background and had no honor, so he never dared to tell the emperor. He has been working hard since he was an official, so he dared to speak up.

All in all, Prime Minister Xie felt that he was about to die now, and the position of Prime Minister could not be left empty.Upholding the spirit of devotion that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the old man decided to push his grandson to succeed him, and said humbly: Please use it as it is, Your Majesty.

"Ridiculous!" Da Jin's family status is the most important, and the emperor is no exception. After reading it, Thunder angrily threw Zhezi to the ground, "What a nepotism Xie Xiang! This Xie Shu is just an illegitimate son with the blood of the common people. He actually became a servant without a word! Now he still wants to become a prime minister? Huh, I see that old thing has iron teeth and copper teeth, and he will not let go of the imperial power! Do you still have the emperor in your eyes?"

Everyone bowed their heads, and there was silence in the hall.

Only then did the emperor remember that the several big families in the court had long been suppressed by the Xie family, and now almost half of the officials were members of the Xie family, he was so angry that a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and he almost fainted.

Old Prime Minister Xie was worthy of being the number one courtier in the world, and even with his breath left, he insisted on quarreling with the emperor. He asked Xie's confidant officials to take turns to harass the emperor every day.

It seems that the new prime minister will not close his eyes if he is not surnamed Xie.

"I'm so mad, I'm so mad..." The emperor was so angry that his beard trembled wildly, and the courtiers couldn't find any reliable helpers, so they could only hang around in the Queen Mother's Shouan Palace.

The Empress Dowager looked at him, twirled the Buddha beads in her hands, and sighed quietly: "According to Ai's family, it is better to ask Wuling King to return to Beijing."

King Wuling is the grandnephew of the Empress Dowager, and was canonized as a king with a different surname because of his military exploits.He has made great military exploits and won the hearts of the people. How could Xie Mingguang tolerate him? Seeing the world was peaceful a few years ago, he found an unfounded excuse to sweep him to the frontier.So when the queen mother said this, the emperor immediately understood.

"The queen mother is saying that the king of Wuling will come back to contain Xie's family?"

The Empress Dowager had listened to the government behind a curtain before, and she was not petty in handling political affairs. She nodded and said: "Xie Mingguang is about to die, but his power is still there, and he can't move at this time. For the present plan, we can only find someone who is equally powerful to hold him back. What's more, not only the Xie family, but other great families will also be afraid of King Wuling's return."

The emperor thought about it carefully and found it reasonable.

On the second day, the imperial court issued an edict that Prime Minister Xie was seriously ill and was in urgent need of recuperation. The position of prime minister was handed over to his grandson Xie Shu, who was sealed and recorded as a minister.He also summoned Wei Yizhi, the king of Wuling, to return to the capital, and granted him the title of Da Sima.

Xie Mingguang immediately let go of the big stone in his heart, and it was night when he was dying.

Xie Shu knelt at the head of his bed, listening to the last instructions.The old man's lips parted and he couldn't speak clearly, so Xie Shu had no choice but to listen to it.

"Remember...you can't be found by them even if you die...you are...you are..."

Xie Shu held the old man's hand, and solemnly assured: "Grandpa, don't worry, grandson is well bound every day."

"You..." The old man was so angry that his eyes widened. How could a gentleman say such a thing, not at all reserved!
Therefore, Mr. Xie did not mention the important affairs of his family and country at the end, nor did he mention his nostalgia for his family. Instead, he kicked his legs with the sentence "never lift your chest again in the future".

The country lost its humerus, and the whole country mourned.

His Majesty the Emperor shed a few tears symbolically, and wrote a eulogy in person. The words were really affectionate and made people cry, and then ordered someone to make a court uniform for the new prime minister.

Xie Shu gritted his teeth and tied his chest, put on the wide-sleeved black court gown, carefully put his hair into the virtuous crown, and walked to the atrium of the Prime Minister's Mansion, in front of him were the Xie clan and officials who knelt on the floor.

"See Prime Minister!"

After being controlled by the Xie family for so many years, the power of the Great Jin Dynasty finally reached its peak and became the youngest prime minister since the founding of the country.

The left and right were solemn, but the new prime minister quietly patted his shoulder.

It's stressful...

(End of this chapter)