Chapter 825: The Supreme Minister

Zhao Ji seemed a little tired, raised his eyes and looked at Yang Jian, and said in a cold tone: "Didn't I tell you not to come and serve you today?"

Yang Jian walked over with a smile, added a cushion to Zhao Ji, and said, "I have been accustomed to you for a long time and can't change it."

Zhao Ji changed his lying position comfortably and said, "Forget it, you go and hand over the memorial on the imperial desk. I have so many trivial matters in Quanzhou. I am upset when I read it, but I am always worried if I don't read it."

Of course, Yang Jian knew what His Majesty was upset. Many of these memorials were pursued by some court officials who asked Zhao Ji to return to Beijing, and what country should not be masters for a day. But then again, although Zhao Ji was in Quanzhou, he was still worried, afraid that the Jurchens would take real troops to the city, so although he was unwilling to read the memorials, he would still cheer up and take a look, mainly searching for some military information.

Yang Jianhe nodded, picked up more than a dozen memorials on the collapsed table, carried them to the bed, and handed them over one.

Zhao Ji was so energetic that he had already yawned before he could open the memorial. After he opened it casually, he looked over at a glance and sneered: "The prince is in charge of the country. I have to send it to me for such a matter of Chen Zhima and rotten grains to me in a hurry. What should I do if the prince of the country is supervised?" After that, he threw the memorial away, reached out to Yang Jian, took the second memorial, and looked over lazyly. However, at this time, his face seemed even worse, and he said unhappily: "The Left Minister of Rites is a bastard!"

When he saw the seventh memorial, a hint of astonishment flashed in Zhao Ji's eyes, he immediately sat up straight, raised his eyes and said, "When did this memorial be sent?"

How could Yang Jian know? So he asked the eunuch beside him, and the eunuch replied: "If you say to your Majesty, you will be delivered in a hurry an hour ago."

Zhao Ji pinched his fingers and forgot to go on a happy day. His face suddenly regained its rosy. He said happily, "It's a great victory, a great victory... the navy's victory, defeat the Jin army, and kill 50,000 thieves! OK, great! I have no worries!"

He seemed very excited, paced back and forth in the bedroom, constantly muttering: "Shen Ao took down Dading Mansion and Zhongjing Road. This is an unprecedented great contribution. I did not misunderstand him."

When Yang Jian heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty."

Zhao Ji straightened his waist and laughed: "No need to congratulate me, I should congratulate Shen Ao. Biaobing's military achievements are so good!"

Zhao Ji was abnormal and was still in an excited state. The joy in his heart was imagined. He walked to the imperial desk and picked up the teacup to take a sip. He read the memorial carefully and said, "The Jurchens are just like this. I have Shen Ao, and the world can be stable!"

Zhao Ji suddenly became energetic, sat in front of the imperial case, placed the memorial of winning on the imperial case, pondered for a while, and used a trembling hand to write a line of words under the memorial: You will not let me down, I will not let you down.

After drying the ink traces, he handed the memorial back to Yang Jian and said, "Transfer it out immediately and send it to Dading Mansion."

Yang Jian immediately put down the remaining memorials, took Zhao Ji's comments, went out quickly, and called the palace vanguard Yu Hou outside the palace to send someone to send him out immediately, and then he turned back to the bedroom. Now Yang Jian's mind was still in chaos, and he felt that the good news came too quickly and caught him off guard. If it weren't for the good news coming from the King of Pingxi, he would almost suspect that someone had falsely sent the good news.

As for Zhao Ji's thoughts, Yang Jian couldn't guess? The Song Dynasty is in a turmoil. Although Zhao Ji left his hands alone and was only concerned about staying in Quanzhou, he was always looking forward to good news. Now there is a great victory, and he is ecstatic. Yang Jian felt that his steps were much lighter than usual now. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that Zhao Ji had been sitting in front of the desk and continued to read the memorial. However, at this time, the joy on Zhao Ji's face suddenly became calm, and he looked at a memorial on the imperial desk thoughtfully, and he remained motionless.

Yang Jian is best at observing words and expressions, but at this time he became suspicious. When the victory was delivered, His Majesty would be happy for at least ten days and half a month. Why did he get stern again in the blink of an eye?

Yang Jian tiptoed to approach, and his eyes also fell on the memorial on the imperial desk. However, he did not dare to look at it carefully, but he saw words such as auxiliary government, opening a government, and great merits.

Zhao Ji frowned, as if weighing something. Suddenly, his body leaned back and leaned against the chair cushion, and his whole body seemed to be hesitating.

Yang Jian didn't dare to disturb him, but just stood by and watched.

After a long time, Zhao Ji suddenly raised his eyes and said lightly: "Yang Jian, I have something to ask you."

Yang Jian hurriedly said, "Please tell me your Majesty."

Zhao Ji stood up from the chair, held his hands, and said solemnly: "Is the prince and Shen Ao not in harmony?"

After being asked so directly by Zhao Ji, Yang Jian was at a loss and did not dare to answer easily. After weighing the pros and cons, he said: "I have indeed heard some rumors. The prince, His Highness, Pingxi, seems to have some rifts."

Zhao Ji's face relaxed and he said, "This makes sense. My mother did this to leave a way out for the King of Jin. She is worried."

Yang Jian was confused when he heard this, and he didn't know what was going on. He became more cautious when it came to the empress dowager and never spoke.

Zhao Ji frowned, as if he was still weighing the pros and cons. With Zhao Ji's talent, there is something else that cannot be seen through in this world? Sometimes, although he pretends to be confused, he is actually like a mirror. He is just a lazy person and is unwilling to think about it and solve it. However, this memorial is extraordinary. It records the dialogue between the empress dowager and the prince in detail. This matter is of great importance, so Zhao Ji has to face it. Although it is just a few words, Zhao Ji immediately guessed the thoughts of the empress dowager and the prince. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Ji became more and more embarrassed.

"My mother is not wrong. I am old and my health is getting worse. Without me, what can she rely on? The King of Jin loves to make trouble. I can tolerate it because I am connected with the King of Jin. A mother and a relative are the most legitimate relatives..." Zhao Ji's eyes were deep, and his slightly cloudy eyes flashed with a luster of wisdom at this time, and he continued to say to himself: "But what if the prince ascended to the extreme? The prince seemed loyal, but it was hard to guess what he thought in his heart. Even I felt that the prince's scheming..."

Zhao Ji originally wanted to say that the prince was not, but when he got to his mouth, he swallowed it and said bitterly: "My mother is worried, because she is afraid that the prince will deal with King Jin and Shen Ao one day. I understand her thoughts. In fact, I don't have this idea? The prince is narrow-minded and may not be able to tolerate King Jin and Shen Ao."

A trace of warmth flashed through Zhao Ji's heart. Zhao Zong is his legitimate brother. The two grew up together. Although they had a lot of disputes with him, deep down, Zhao Ji still loved this legitimate brother very much. As for Chen Ao... In Zhao Ji's heart, Chen Ao is a son-in-law, a son-in-law, and even more of a left and right arm, a good teacher and friend. Although the two have a huge gap in status and a gap in age, Zhao Ji has always regarded him as half of his son.

In the past, Zhao Ji wanted to change the prince, but now, the prince has been in charge of the country, and he is weak and sick, and has the great trouble of the Jin Dynasty. The Song Dynasty could no longer withstand the tossing and Yi Chu could not. Since that is the case...

Zhao Ji seemed to have made up his mind and his eyes fell on Yang Jian and said, "Yang Jian, I'm here to ask you, if I give Chen Ao the Prince of Auxiliary Government, General Tiance, and the three departments of the Ministry of Public Affairs, can I ask about the military and political affairs of the world?"

Yang Jian just heard Zhao Ji murmuring himself, and had already guessed the content of the memorial thoroughly. He was eager for Chen Ao to go further. After all, Yang Jian knew in his heart that Zhao Ji's body was getting worse and worse. If one day... after the prince ascended the throne, if he really wanted to cut off his dissidents, Yang Jian would be the first to do so. But if Chen Ao really became the auxiliary king, at least he would be able to enjoy the cool under the big tree. Chen Ao would not fall, and his life would be stable.

But Zhao Ji suddenly asked himself, and inquiring about his opinion, Yang Jian hesitated again, thinking to himself: How should I answer? Could it be that Your Majesty deliberately wanted to test me? Or did Your Majesty ask me before he asked me if there was no one discussing it?

Yang Jian thought about it and couldn't figure it out, so he gritted his teeth and suddenly burst into tears, fell to the ground, and sobbed: "Your Majesty, I'll just say everything today. Your Majesty asked Chen Ao if there was a rift between the prince. In fact, it was not only Chen Ao, but also a slap in the prince. There were too many people in the court who criticized the prince. His Highness of Jin has always been dissatisfied with the prince. In fact, all the people in Bian Jing know that King Jin Su spoke without restraint and offended the prince once or twice. Besides, Princess Qinghe is also the princess of Chen Ao, and was regarded as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh. Therefore, whether it is Chen Ao, the King of Jin or the prince in the court, he hopes that Your Majesty can rule the king for generations, otherwise... otherwise..."

Otherwise, Yang Jian added a suspense afterwards and cried. The meaning of the words was clear, but everyone would be unlucky when the prince ascended the throne. Once the emperor ascended the throne, he would be in trouble. This is the unchanging truth of the eternal emperor. If Your Majesty does not give everyone a guarantee, let alone the arrogance, even the King of Jin will be severely punished. Once he wants to deal with the King of Jin, will the Empress Dowager have a good life? The wealth and life of so many people are all pointing to the King of Pingxi.

Zhao Ji was a little irritated for no reason and said viciously: "Don't cry, why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"

Yang Jian had no choice but to stop sobing and lay on the ground motionless.

Zhao Ji took his hands and walked back and forth in the bedroom. After a long time, he stopped and said lightly: "Your words just made me understand. My mother did this with her painstaking efforts. My mother had her painstaking efforts, and I also had painstaking efforts. I have ascended the throne for so many years. Many people are my old friends. I can't bear to let them suffer any losses in the end. Since that's the case, I will give you a talisman and pass on the decree..."

Zhao Ji seemed to have made up his mind and said firmly: "The King of Pingxi Chen Ao made great contributions to the country, worked hard to achieve great achievements, and made great achievements in military achievements. He immediately ordered him to be appointed as the Prince of Assistant, General Tiance, and the Three Divisions of the Ministry of Public Affairs to inquire about the political affairs of the world, and let him assist the prince in charge of the country, and not make any mistakes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ji coughed a few times, as if he had been drained, and said weakly: "I am tired, hurry up, come on the pill."

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Chapter completed!