Tang Dynasty good brother

Chapter 470 Together
In the blink of an eye, Li Shimin has been dead for two years.

Since Qin Hao negotiated with Changsun Wuji two years ago, the world of Tang Dynasty has finally stabilized. Merchants and wealthy families from all over the world have obtained some benefits. Although the aristocratic families in Guanzhong watched them grow stronger, but At any rate, he firmly held the rights of the guards, and the number of places given up by the imperial examination was within the acceptable range. Generally speaking, this was a result that both parties were not very satisfied with, but both could accept.

Politics is the art of compromise.

Correspondingly, the country's economy has naturally prospered in the past two years, and the lives of the people have also improved to a higher level. These have naturally become Qin Hao's main achievements.

In an era where there is no curfew, everyone is doing business, and land is freely transferred, it looks like it has come to the Song Dynasty. Although there are Changsun Wuji and other Guanzhong gangs who control the Shangshu Province and the six ministries and nine ministers. The government of the new policy The implementation was not too smooth, but at least it was better than nothing. The revolution has not been successful yet, comrades still need to work hard.

It's just that in the past two years, Qin Hao and Changsun Wuji haven't made any big moves. The two of them are talking and laughing when they meet now, just like two old friends. It seems that everything has returned to the Zhenguan Dynasty, and almost never blushing.

The whole world knows the reason for this, regardless of the dynasty, when the scholars faced eunuchs, they only had one word: hate!
Will the internal contradictions of the people always compromise with the external contradictions?

Regarding this, the great internal official Zhang Chun is also very depressed, God is sorry, he has done nothing in the past two years, and now there is no one in the entire court who is willing to listen to him, and no wings have grown up. The bald eagle is like a mascot in the political affairs hall every day, but these two prime ministers are extremely guarded against him. Which courtier dares to say a word to him, even if he shows a smile, the two prime ministers will They will join hands to deal with him, and even spread the reputation of a strangled dog if it is serious, so frightened that all the nobles in the court now look like they are hiding from the plague when they see him.

In this regard, Zhang Chun felt that he hadn't been pissed off until now, it must be because he was in good health.

But it doesn't matter, he is waiting, he believes that Qin Hao and Changsun Wuji will break up sooner or later, as long as he continues to be so harmless, one of them will be impatient first, he is a eunuch who serves others , I don't believe that I will lose to the two prime ministers than I am patient.

On this day, Qin Hao once again called a meeting in the political affairs hall near dusk.

Zhang Chun, who had just served Li Chengqian's sleep and was tired and half dead, scolded his mother in his heart, but he could only grit his teeth and insist on rushing to the Zhengshitang. Rain or shine hindered him, and he was never absent.

When we arrived at the Political Affairs Hall, the other prime ministers had already sat down. Qin Hao was still the head of the Bureau, followed by Changsun Wuji. The seat belonging to Tang Jian was vacant. Although he has hardly expressed any opinions in the political affairs hall, he is sitting here on behalf of the saint after all.

Qin Hao greeted politely: "Officer, may I ask if the holy body of the saint is still in good health?"

Zhang Chun smiled and said: "Thanks to the blessings of the two prime ministers, it's not bad. Be good. The saint ate two bowls of fish porridge tonight, but his energy was low, so he went to bed early."

"Oh, that's fine, that's fine."

In the past two years, Li Chengqian's condition has continued to deteriorate. It is becoming more and more difficult for Qin Hao to see him. In the beginning, he could see him two or three times a week, but now he can't see him for a while every two or three weeks. What is conveyed through this piece of spring is somewhat disturbing.

Qin Hao knows that all forces are now waiting for Li Chengqian to die. In the past six months, his health has been getting worse and worse. Although he is not as miserable as before Li Shimin's death, his eyesight is completely gone. Mi Wai couldn't even recognize Qin Hao, and he was confused when he was doing a little bit of business, he couldn't eat much, he was skinny, and it was useless for the imperial chef to change his tricks.

With such a body, no one can say how long it can last. It is not uncommon to die tomorrow, but if it is well maintained, it is not impossible to live another 20 years. In history, Li Zhi was paralyzed for 20 years. He is still living well, but his wife has stolen his power.

Now that everyone is here, the meeting will naturally begin. Qin Hao is still used to ordering Sun Chong to send out all the drafts that have been copied, and let the rest of the prime ministers discuss while reading the written materials. This is the habit of later generations , cannot be changed.

This has a great advantage, that is, every time he has a meeting, no matter what he wants to say, Changsun Chong will know first, and he can communicate with Changsun Wuji in advance to make preparations, which is more conducive to the harmony between the two of them, and the differences are relatively large The content of the meeting has been resolved before the meeting, which is why the Zhengshitang has rarely quarreled in the past two years.

"Prime Ministers, let's look at the first article first. Mr. Tang is seriously ill. I think you should have seen him. After all, he is a veteran of the three dynasties. He has worked hard and made great achievements. Naturally, the court has to show something. Reward materials I have made a detailed schedule, so it goes without saying that his eldest son will inherit his title, as for the second son... I mean, he will be admitted to the Secretary's Junior Prison, what do you guys think?"

The corners of Zhang Chun's mouth twitched, and he stared at his eldest grandson Wuji with piercing eyes. He hoped that the chancellor of Shangshu Province would stand up and say something. Sanqi Changshi is such a high-ranking and dignified position, the secretary and the young supervisor are at least from the purple robe of the fourth rank, a position with real power!Do you dare to be more obvious about the private granting and receiving between these prime ministers?

It's a pity that Changsun Wuji said without thinking: "It should be, Brother Tang has dedicated his whole life to the Tang Dynasty, so he should be able to see his descendants' wealth before he dies."

Qin Hao nodded and asked Zhang Chun, "What do you mean by the chief internal officer?"

Zhang Chun smiled wryly, what the hell are you and Changsun Wuji both deciding on this matter and still asking me a ball?Of course I don't agree, but my words are useful!
He could only say: "I'm just a slave. I just brought two ears for the saint to listen to. Since the two prime ministers think it's so good, I think it must be safe."

Qin Hao smiled in satisfaction and asked, "Does anyone have any comments?"

Obviously, no, it's settled.

"Zhao Guogong, Mr. Tang must not be able to survive, look at the position of servant..."

"Dai Zhide, the Commander also held two positions as an envoy and doctor back then, so let him take over the power for the time being."

"Mr. Zhao Guo is really old-fashioned and seeks the country. I mean the same thing. Does anyone else have any opinions? Senior officials?"

Zhang Chun's fingernails were almost pinched into the flesh, and he forced a smile and said, "After all, he is the prime minister of the three provinces. This...do you want to stop thinking about it? Wait until the old slave goes back and ask the saint what he means?"

Qin Hao smiled and said, "That's fine, then, do you have any other candidates for the chief internal officer?"

Zhang Chun's smile froze on his face, and he couldn't say a word.

Qin Hao asked again: "Where are the others? Besides Dai Zhide, is there anyone else you want to recommend? Do you want to speak freely?"

Zhang Chun glanced around with expectant eyes, no.

"Employee?"

"Hehe, the old slave is just a messenger. It is estimated that nine out of ten, the saint will not have any opinions."

After waiting for a while, it was true that no one had any objections, Qin Hao said: "Well, that's fine, let's make it so, everyone, take a look at the second draft, that's why I called you over so late , let's have a discussion, Pei Xingjian is back."

(End of this chapter)