Chapter 145 Surge 4

When Zhao He heard the words, his face was full of smiles and he said happily, "Thank you, my father."

Zhao Yong laughed, stretched out his hand to stop Zhao He's shoulder, reached out and patted him a few times, and smiled with satisfaction, "Yes, your body is much tougher than before. You should remember that even if you become a king, you can't waste martial arts. Your father, your grandfather, your ancestors, every Zhao Jun is Yunwen Yunwu, who can lead the army in the war, and can govern the country. Your boy is more than weak, but he has never paid attention to martial arts. It's not good.

Speaking of this, Zhao Yong's eyes gradually became strict, and the hand on Zhao He's shoulder also increased his strength.

"You should know that our State of Zhao has always established a country by force. It is as impractical for a weak monarch to control a group of proud soldiers and tough generals, just like a sheep who wants to lead a group of screaming wolves."

Zhao He answered "En", but he looked like he wanted to talk and stop. Naturally, these couldn't escape Zhao Yong's eyes. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with an unhappy look, "What, don't you think what I said?"

After all, Zhao He is young and vigorous, and he can't hide his thoughts in his heart. He can't help but say, "Although what his father said is reasonable, it is not absolute. In those years, Wei Wenhou is not a person who has the power to bind chickens, but he can still suppress Qi in the east, the State of Qin in the west, Li Li, Wu Qi in Wu, elite soldiers inside, and three outside. Jin Qili has finally achieved a generation of hegemony.

"So I think that the way of the king is not to do extraordinary things, but it lies in the skill of the emperor. If I have a wide range of soldiers and generals, the politics are clear, and the grain is full, why can I worry about not dominate the princes..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao He suddenly noticed that his father was staring at him with integrity, and his face was a little ugly. Only then did he realize that he had lost his words. He quickly closed his mouth and lowered his head, and dared not go on.

The wheels rolled over the bluestone slab, but the atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange. Zhao Yong was silent for a long time, looked out of the window, and his eyes returned to Zhao He, opening his mouth and was about to say something. The carriage suddenly stopped, and the familiar voice of Wei Xian had sounded: "Father, your Majesty, the hall has arrived. Please get out of the car and move."

Zhao Yongsheng took back the words from his mouth, and immediately changed into a smiling face. He took Zhao He's arm and smiled, "He'er, let's go."

Seeing the master and the king working together to get out of the car, the guard outside the hall and Yulin all half knelt down. Zhao Yong held his head high and took Zhao He with his right hand, but stopped when he was about to step into the door of the hall.

Zhao Yong looked at Zhao Xin, who was half kneeling, and shouted with a smile; "Zhao Xin."

"The last one." Zhao Xin stood up and bowed his hand and answered loudly.

"I'm not in the army these days. You're not lazy, are you?"

Zhao Xin looked solemn and said, "The great righteousness is awe-inspiring"; "The last generals are not undressed these days, and the horses are not separated from the saddle. They often stay in the army, practice diligently every day, and do not dare to slack off at all."

"Real?" Zhao Yong showed a smile on the corners of his mouth and said, "But I know that there are people who pretend to be public and private, and everything is left to his hands to do. Every day, he is just idle outside, but there is such a thing."

Zhao Xin's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't scream in his heart. Did someone make a small report to his father? But he still clenched his mouth and said righteously, "If there is really this person, the master can rest assured. As a lieutenant of Yulin, he will be severely punished to ensure that this person will never commit it again in the future."

The smile on Zhao Yong's face was even stronger. He looked up and down at Zhao Xin and nodded, "Very good. I know you are a person who believes and does what he says. Since you have said so, I don't think this will happen again."

Zhao Xin bowed his head and said, "Don't worry, the last general will never have it again."

Zhao Yong smiled in his heart and turned around and led Zhao He to strode into the palace door. He thought that although this boy was excellent, he was a little lazy in his bones and seemed to muddle along. If you don't beat it well, it may be bad in the future.

When Zhao He saw Zhao Yong's face with a heartfelt smile, he remembered that his father was so close to the person named Zhao Xin just now. Zhao He felt a burst of sourness and asked in a low tone, "Father, you just said that the lazy person is Zhao Xin himself."

Zhao Yong smiled and said, "Yes, although this guy is talented and high-minded, he only lacks some experience and tapping, so he looks much more childish."

He looked at Zhao He again and smiled, "He is a very good person, affectionate and righteous, and he is also very interesting. If you have time, you might as well have more contact with him. You are about the same age. It's best if you can make friends.

Zhao He answered casually, but he didn't pay much attention to it. In his opinion, he is the king of a country, but he deliberately goes to make friends with a captain, which is more or less a disgraceful thing.

After the master and the king entered the palace, Zhao Xin saw that the sun was gradually rising, so he ordered the sergeants stationed outside the south gate to open the gate and let the ministers who had been waiting outside the gate enter the palace.

More than 100 ministers outside the door consciously lined up in two rows. Feiyi and the prince stepped into the south gate with their heads held high and went straight into the Linjue Palace along the Yongdao.

When Zhao Xin saw his father here, he quickly tightened his face and did not dare to laugh at all. After Zhao's jaw entered the hall for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief. He squinted at the stone list beside him and ordered, "Close the palace gate, be on guard, and prohibit access."

"No." Shi Dan turned around quickly and trotted away all the way.

Zhao Xin pressed his sword with his hand and looked at the distant sky. It was a little boring to stand outside the temple gate and wait. The court meeting is short for an hour, and the long meeting may be several hours. As the servant on duty today, Zhao Xin will order at any time behind the door.

It is a little far away from the main hall of the council, and ordinary people can only hear a few words. But Zhao Xin's ears were excellent, and he listened to a word. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he simply listened patiently.

The official system of the State of Zhao followed the State of Jin and integrated the Zhou system and some systems of other countries. The following court functions of Xiangbang are mainly divided into four parts, namely, Si Kou, who is in charge of criminal responsibility law, Sikong, who is in charge of water conservancy and industrial insurance, pedestrians in charge of etiquette and music, and the internal history of money and grain.

These four people are called "Qing" side by side with scattered officials such as Zuo Shi, Right Shi and Zhu Guo, but the real power is much higher than that of the scattered officials, and their subordinates are left and a set of subordinate officials. In addition to the four departments, there are nine doctors who do not belong to the four departments, such as Zongbo in charge of the clan, the history of historical events, classics, and calendars, Lang Zhongling in charge of court defense, the servants in charge of vehicles and horses, the imperial history in charge of drafting documents, and Taibu in charge of sacrifices, thus forming the pattern of the Zhao Dynasty.

According to the practice of the court meeting, the report at the beginning is naturally some "appetizers", which are all insignificant things. The real big things should be put at the end. Therefore, the first to appear was the subordinate officials of the four departments and nine doctors, who reported the government affairs handled in the past few days to the king of Zhao and the master father respectively. Dealing with these things is the power of Xiangbang Feiyi. Generally, it can be dealt with by the four chief officials and nine doctors. Only those involving officials with more than 500 stones must be reported to the king of Zhao for approval. Therefore, reporting these things to the King of Zhao is nothing more than a process. In fact, it has already been properly disposed of.

Zhao Xin listened to it outside the door for a while and found that what he was telling was all trivial things. Suddenly, he felt bored. No wonder the master's father used to stay in the palace like a needle and carpet. It seems that he has to deal with these tedious things every day and avoid the madness of the master father who likes spirits and good horses sooner or later.

After hearing Fei Yi's report, he said that Jing Yangjun of the State of Qin had left Linzi and returned to the State of Qin through the State of Wei. During this period, the king of Wei did not dare to neglect at all. Unexpectedly, he personally came out of the beam to welcome more than 30 miles and welcomed Jing Yangjun into the beam for more than ten days. Only then was the gift sent out of the country.

Feiyi said that when the court suddenly laughed, and the master laughed and said, "This Wei Sitai is timid. Obviously, he has been fighting with the State of Qin, but he is still afraid of the State of Qin like a tiger. A king of Wei, even treated a small Jingyangjun like this, was really contemptuous, but he fell into the name of Marquis Wen. With such a king, even if the strong national strength of the State of Wei is restored, it is difficult to achieve great things.

Zhao Xin couldn't help listening outside the door, thinking that his master was unscrupulous and not afraid that this sarcastic words would come into the ears of the king of Wei. However, it is immediately clear that in today's world of great strife, the relationship between countries is still a competition of strength and the needs of national interests. Now that he has been the king of Wei for decades, Wei Si will not turn against the State of Zhao because of this little sarcasm. Just like he doesn't like the State of Qi, but he has to turn to the State of Qi to fight against the State of Qin.

Compared with the greedy king of Qi, the State of Zhao, who is also the third Jin Dynasty, is naturally a better choice for him. It is impossible for him not to know this.

He also heard Fei Yi say that Qi Yan had reached a contract. In order to dispel the hatred of Qi against Yan, the king of Yan specially sent Su Qin to carry a large number of treasures to Linzi for activities.

Zhao Yong scolded with a smile, "Ji Zhi, a little slippery man, understands that he knows that Qi people are the best. If he wants to come to Su Qin this time, he will definitely return as he wishes."

Fei Yi smiled and said, "It's just that the old minister heard other rumors that Su Qin had an affair with the concubine of the King of Yan, and it was difficult for the King of Yan to kill him in anger, so he had to drive him to the State of Qi, and he didn't know whether it was true or not."

I only heard Zhao Yong's cheerful laughter, "Haha, this sounds interesting, and it's really embarrassing for him. His woman was touched to bed by the begged sage, but he didn't dare to do anything to the other party because he was afraid of the reputation of the virtuous corporal. He really wronged him."

Zhao Xin's face outside the door couldn't help smiling. He remembered that the king of Yan, who was a modest gentleman, was disgraced by his own people and turned into a joke of various countries, and he couldn't help feeling a little funny in his heart. In fact, he never had a good impression on the king of Yan, who was amiable at that moment. He always felt that this kind of man's heart was too important. If he really made friends with him, I'm afraid he wouldn't know how he would die.

Thinking of the king of Yan, I couldn't help but think of Le Yi, the wise and brave leader. Last time, Zhao Xin praised Le Yi in front of his master. He heard that Le Yi was transferred to the City Guard as a lieutenant, and he didn't know how he was doing now. He could go to him for a drink when he was free another day.