Chapter 201 Entering the palace for the ninth time, the newcomers attending the royal party's small court meeting
for a long time.
On the first floor of Yunshui Building, Zhao Duan, who had been upstairs for a long time, stepped out under the watchful eyes of the Li family's servants.
"My lord is out!"
Outside the building, Qian Kerou and others who were waiting by the carriage were refreshed and hurriedly stood up to greet them: "Sir..."
"Get in the car." Zhao Duan waved his hand and stepped into the car.
Then, he finally let out a long breath, and his tense muscles relaxed.
The whole person has a vague illusion of exhaustion.
It was obvious that he had just discussed with Li Yanfu for a while, but the energy consumed seemed to be more than that of fighting with someone.
He was in the building just now. From the outside, he seemed to be in control. He even used arrogant threats and inducements, and finally forced the other party to nod.
But in fact, Zhao Duan was not as relaxed as he appeared.
Some people can only feel the vague aura and oppressive force in person at a close distance.
The experience is difficult to describe in words.
Including in the end, even if Li Yanfu gave in, he nodded and agreed to his request.
Zhao Duan didn't feel too excited.
There is even a hint of...
The other party may have already prepared to make concessions, and the previous momentum was just...
"Act" his feelings.
"I must have thought too much. After all, I am just an old sheep, not a 'wolf' like the eight princes headed by Prince Jing."
"Of course, I can't take it lightly. Who knows if this Lao Deng is deliberately showing weakness to his enemies? Will a person who has been the chief minister of the cabinet for twenty years really be without fangs and claws?
Do you have a ruthless side? Damn it, you didn’t mean to let me underestimate the enemy..."
Zhao Duan shook his head and suppressed the mess in his mind.
He knew that in the final analysis, Li Yanfu's reputation was too great.
Even he has accumulated a lot of fear towards him unconsciously.
Therefore, even if this plan worked with the other party, he still did not dare to really despise the other party.
"No matter what, the goal has been achieved."
After reaching the basic intention, the two discussed the specific transaction content in the building.
Of course, pulling is inevitable.
He also learned from Li Yanfu that Chen Zhengru was about to take action and launch a public opinion offensive, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
In return, Zhao Duan generously sold Xu Hanlin.
At the same time, he did not forget to save Mrs. Lin and his wife. Li Yanfu did not refuse such a small matter.
As for Concubine Yuan... Since Li Yinglong is fine, he will naturally not be involved.
Even if the late emperor is not here, the empress will not criticize this "hero" harshly.
Thus, a preliminary agreement was reached.
"Sir, where are you going next?"
Qian Kerou put her round face into the car. What she actually wanted to ask was whether the matter was completed.
But she didn't know what exactly her master had done...
"Next," Zhao Duan exhaled slowly, rubbed his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his mouth:
"Go to the north gate and enter the palace."
Zhao Duan was not qualified to negotiate with Li Yanfu in his personal capacity when it came to a transaction of this level.
Therefore, he must report to the empress, who will come forward to issue some orders to complete this "exchange" between the monarch and his ministers.
"Alas, I also want to hide my merit and fame, but the situation does not allow it."
Zhao Duan said that he definitely did not want to take credit.
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Yunshui Tower is closer to the north gate of the imperial city.
Zhao Duan's first stop was to the Xiuwen Museum.
Although his temporary bachelor's title was gone in order to avoid the limelight, his status remained.
The imperial guards guarding the door allowed him, an "outsider", to enter the Xiuwen Hall without any obstruction.
"Scholar Zhao, are you here?"
Inside the museum, in the huge and busy "office", bachelors gathered here.
A man at the door said in surprise.
Suddenly, the bachelors who were working at their desks raised their heads and stood up to salute.
It means that Academician Zhao has not been here for a long time and even misses him.
Guo Jieyuan, who had an ordinary appearance and a classic name, was even more excited. He rushed over and asked him for advice on a few mathematical problems.
"Grand Master is not here? Mo Zhaorong is not here either?"
Zhao Duan held the enthusiastic Guo Jieyuan back with one hand and looked at Han Zhou curiously.
He originally wanted to ask why His Majesty is not here... isn't it said that this section is often here...
The gentle Han Banshan said:
"He was there not long ago, but he was summoned to the palace to discuss matters."
"Enter the palace to discuss matters?" Zhao Duan was confused.
Han Zhou said "yes" and said:
"This meeting is different from the past. His Majesty summoned many 'imperialist' ministers to meet. It is said that it was about the New Deal. Something happened. We don't know the details."
misfortune?
A gathering of royal party bosses?
Zhao Duan's head jumped. He didn't know what was going on. Did that old fox Li Yanfu dig a hole?
Not daring to delay, he left immediately and went straight into the palace, fearing that something had gone wrong.
"Scholar Zhao..." Guo Jieyuan held the notebook in frustration, with regret on his face, and asked curiously:
"Is he in a hurry?"
"I don't know, I guess there must be some." Han Zhou shook his head. The whole room was confused and couldn't figure out the reason.
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The meeting place of the imperial party is located in the Yangxin Hall.
Zhao Duan entered the palace city by virtue of his identity as the White Horse Supervisor's envoy, and was led by the waiter to the outside of Yangxin Hall through familiar routes.
"My lord, please wait a moment. I will go and report to Your Majesty right away." The young eunuch said with a pleasant expression.
Zhao Duan waited patiently for a while before he saw someone return. There was another acquaintance beside the little eunuch.
Mochou is still dressed in a neutral style. The female official's robe is brand new, under the wingless black gauze, the plum blossom makeup between the eyebrows matches a cold face, and strangers are not allowed to enter.
"What are you doing here? We are discussing important matters inside."
Mo Zhaorong frowned and emphasized.
This is a big deal for me... Zhao Duan was calm and did not answer, but asked:
"Your Majesty is discussing matters with the imperial party? But what happened to the New Deal?"
Mochou drooped her eyebrows and said:
"I heard that you are very leisurely these days, eating, drinking and hanging out all day long. I don't think you are quite well-informed."
No, you shouldn't use every opportunity to ridicule me at this time... Zhao Duan sighed and was about to ask again.
But Mochou turned around and said: "Come with me, His Majesty asked me to take you there, just so you can get familiar with the face. As for what you have to do, if it's not urgent, you can wait until we finish discussing it. .
If it's urgent, just tell me and I'll report it. "
Can I also come in and observe?
Zhao Duan felt relieved and said:
"It's not that urgent..."
Mochou thought that coming out to pick him up was wasting time, so she walked very quickly.
After a while, the two of them arrived outside a side hall.
"Remember, don't talk nonsense later, talk less and watch more..."
Mo Chou was accustomed to reminding her, and then suddenly felt that these words were a bit "familiar".
kindness……
It seemed that I had told him somewhere.
Mochou shook his head and put away the messy thoughts:
"Forget it, you don't need me to teach you."
As she said that, she knocked on the door gently, and then slowly opened the door.
"Squeak——"
At this moment, the setting sun has sunk into the horizon, and thick dark clouds make the sky a little dark.
There was no lamp in the room and the light was a bit dark. This side hall was modeled after the layout of the Jinluan Hall.
But more "approachable".
The empress of Dayu, Xu Zhenguan, was dressed in ordinary clothes. She did not have the solemnity and majesty of the past when she went to court, nor did she have the usual coolness of a fairy.
This face was expressionless, sitting on the bright yellow chair at the head of the table.
On both sides of her head, there were two rows of chairs, and between the chairs was a square table.
At this time, a minister wearing official robes stood on the left and right, discussing something fiercely, and seemed to be arguing and arguing.
When the two came in, several looks came to them with different expressions.
Zhao Duan entered the palace with a low eyebrow and instantly switched from the domineering "Zhao Jisi" to "Xiao Zhao".
He followed Mochou with light steps, and with a quick glance, he caught a few familiar faces.
Dong Xuan, the grand master of the current dynasty, was in his octogenarian years and had a thick face.
Yuan Li, the imperial censor, is elegant and handsome, wearing a double-breasted Tsing Yi.
Once in Dali Temple, the three divisions held a joint trial, and one of the presiding officers was the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.
Well, Brother Ma Yan is not here.
It should be due to the special nature of the imperial office that there is really no need to appear on such an occasion.
In addition, there are several completely unfamiliar faces with different identities.
One of the sights concerned Zhao Duan the most. When that sight came to him, he subconsciously reacted to the early warning of a high-level mortal warrior.
The muscles tightened, the sea of qi tightened, and the hairs all over the body stood up for a moment...
It seems like a person is being stared at by a wild animal in the wild.
It's not hostility, but as a practitioner, the instinct is to respond to strong martial arts masters.
"Besides Zhenbao, are there any martial arts masters here? That's right, a gathering of royal party bosses, including not only civil servants, but also military attachés..."
Zhao Duan followed that gaze.
In his eyes, a middle-aged man wearing a military attache's robes, with a fair complexion and a short beard under his chin was reflected.
The other party seemed to notice his nervousness, and the invisible pressure instantly receded like a tide and disappeared without a trace.
Xu Zhenguan glanced this way and said nothing.
Continue to act like a majestic emperor in front of others.
"Sit here."
Mochou pointed to a temporary chair added at the end and whispered.
Zhao Duan nodded and sat down.
In the hall, the discussion that had been suspended for a while because of his entry started again.
After listening for a while, Zhao Duan's expression became strange.
Because he discovered that it was Chen Zhengru who was preparing to launch a public opinion offensive to counterattack the New Deal that these royal party bosses gathered urgently for consultation.
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