Chapter 39 Brother's Wish

Song Shenzong Zhao Yu thought about the things that usually gave him a headache. Although he listened to him carefully, he was slightly haggard, he thought to himself: The king of Zhennan had just returned to the capital and talked about the main thing first, so that he could have a good rest. He pondered for a moment and said, "At present, there are a lot of business, especially your father's. Some new laws, the benefits of this new law are indeed very good, but it is not easy to implement. The three departments of Zhongshu Province now have their own jurisdiction, and the order of the governor covers many departments, so it is difficult to dispatch them uniformly.

Zhao Yu's question was as expected by the king. He gave Zhao Yu a confident smile: "Isn't this difficult to do? Since there is to change, there must be an executive agency. Later, the emperor will build a development and reform department. If you have this executive agency, the rest will be easy to do."

"Is the Development and Reform Department another abbreviation?" Zhao Yu was very interested. Wang just wanted to explain. Zhao Yu suddenly said, "Wait, let me guess whether this development and reform department is the money reform department."

"Hahaha, what is the money-making reform department?"

Zhao Yu said, "Brother Wang talked about those officials with thick salary in the court today. I thought you were going to change the salary of the officials now."

Zhao Yu's words made Wang Bian laugh. Fortunately, he thought about it. According to Zhao Yu's thinking, there is nothing wrong with it. It is estimated that the Development and Reform Commission of later generations asked Zhao Yu to explain, that is, a money-making reform committee. It's not to say it's not good. It's just an agency that implements the redistribution of the interests of interest groups. "Your Majesty, I'm talking about sending Exhibition Reform Department, however, I have to go back and discuss with my father whether to call this name or not.

Wang is not kidding. As far as he knew, Zhao Yuning really set up an institution during his years to do these things in the Development and Reform Department, but it was not called the Development and Reform Department, but called the "Revision of the Three Departments and Regulations". The name was not as good as the Development and Reform Department. Zhao Yu frowned and asked, "Why, Brother Wang didn't come to take care of himself. This department?"

Wang stood up and shook his head and said, "I think it's appropriate for my father to do this job. I'll go back to discuss with him. In addition, please don't forget that I still need to go to Yongzhou three times. The federal affairs need to be determined, and there is no reformed example of Yongzhou. I'm afraid it will be difficult to implement the new policy in the future."

Zhao Yu nodded, and Wang stood up to leave. Seeing that Wang's back turned away and disappeared outside the hall, Zhao Yu sighed gently,

"Holy Lord..." Yang Jian walked into the hall with the plaque of the concubine. Zhao Yu turned over Concubine Zhu without thinking about it. Yang Jian was about to leave with the plate. Zhao Yu said, "You inform Zhu Guifei that the official family will go to Yong'an Palace tonight."

"Yes, the emperor, the empress dowager, the empress dowager..."

In the middle of Yang Jian's question, Zhao Yu stopped and said, "I won't go to the Empress Dowager's place first. It's mostly for Cao Tian and Gao Gong's paintings. Let's wait until they are completely out of anger in a few days."

Yang Jian said that he had withdrawn from the Qinzheng Hall. It seemed that the emperor was going to stay in Yong'an Palace at night today. He had to inform this concubine Zhu quickly. Yang Jian trotted all the way to Yong'an Palace and was secretly happy. Fortunately, he guessed that the talented man with a pair of beautiful feet would rise out among many palace concubines sooner or later. I really hope this Zhu Gui The concubine gave birth to a dragon son early, so her treasure was the right bet. Not only did she win a big sum of private gambling among the eunuchs in the palace, but she could also try to serve the prince of the noble concubine first. In this way, she could also avoid the demon king next to the king and the beating in the king's mansion left a shadow in Yang Jian's heart. He hated and afraid of the king.

If Wang knew that someone was looking for a way to avoid him because he returned to the capital, he would probably be proud again. Now he left the imperial city and returned to his Zhennan Palace. However, he did not have the excitement of going home as much as he imagined. Although he won, the last one for Wang's son. There is no hope. Maybe the royal palace has been decorated with brilliant lights waiting for him, but the responsibility and pressure brought by the huge royal palace to the king, but there was a lot of mood when he returned home.

Zhang Ping followed the king and saw the king walking slowly. He urged the horse to take a few steps to the king: "Your Majesty, I can't follow you in the future. Please take good care of me."

Hearing Zhang Ping's voice, Wang Bian remembered that Zhang Ping had been added to the Zhijun and was going to take office today, and he was still waiting for himself outside the hall as he used to be a bodyguard. Wang's heart suddenly felt sad. He took the horse and jumped off the horse. Zhang Ping also quickly turned over and got off the horse. < /P>

The king waved his hand, and the guards behind them often followed: "Your Majesty, what can I do for you?"

"You go home first. Zhang Ping and I have something to do."

Seeing Manchang hesitated for a moment, Zhang Ping took a picture of Manchang and said, "Don't worry, this is the capital. Nothing will happen. Besides, I will accompany the prince."

The bodyguard was ordered to go back to the house to deliver a letter. Wang Bian and Zhang Ping led the horse and walked silently for a while. At the beginning of the light in Bianlianghua in Tokyo, the shops along the street picked up the lamp, and the laughter and noise in the restaurant were endless.

When the two came to the Jinxiu Building, Xiao Er ran over and brought the horse to the two of them, and said, "Please come inside."

As soon as Cui Xi looked up and saw Wang Bian and Zhang Ping, he hurried to the door and scolded loudly: "Bad boy, guest officer, I don't even know the prince."

Wang said, "Forget it, is there a single room upstairs?"

Cui Xi hurriedly replied, "This upstairs and downstairs are full, but don't worry, the number one room is full of guests, and they are also empty. Is the prince going to entertain guests here? I'll quickly let the kitchen prepare."

" OK, go and prepare some wine and vegetables. I have distinguished guests. In addition, don't let others disturb me."

"Don't worry, I'll go now." After saying that, Cui Xi took the two people next to the king upstairs, opened the door of the single room of Tianzi No. 1, and ordered Xiao Er to wait on the tea as soon as possible. Then he turned around and went to the kitchen to arrange it in person,

Wang saw Zhang Ping still standing at the door and said, "General Zhang, come in, please sit down."

Zhang Ping was stunned, and then turned around and entered the door. Seeing the king waving to him, he pointed to the seat opposite him.

"Your Majesty, you asked me to sit down."

Wang said with a smile: "Is there anyone else in this room?"

Zhang Ping was a little flattered. He smiled and sat down: "Aren't you entertaining guests? Or, I'll talk with you before the guests come."

Wang looked at Zhang Ping's expression, remembered so many years of experience, and sighed and said, "The guest I want to invite is you, Brother Zhang Ping."

Zhang Ping looked at the king in a blank way, hurriedly got up and saluted and said, "Your Majesty, you love me too much. Now I have been awarded the title to the emperor. Thanks to you, it's too late to thank you. Why, how can I treat you so much..."

Wang asked, "How many years have we been together?"

"From the time you went to Xixia to talk about business, Brother Zhe and I began to follow the prince, at least five or six years."

Cui Xi came from outside the door and interrupted their conversation. He followed Xiao Er with wine and vegetables, and his hands and feet were neatly placed on the table. "Your Majesty, you use it first, and I'll give you a new one later."

Wang looked at a lot of chicken, duck, fish and dishes on the table: "It's almost done. You don't have to wait."

Cui Xi turned around and left the room with Xiao Er and took the door. Zhang Ping hurriedly picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Wang. Wang and Zhang Ping was also full of wine. He raised his glass and said, "In the seventh year of Jiayou, I went to Xixia to talk about business. That year, Li Liangzuo wanted to attack Jiao Siluo, but he was defeated and almost became a hot father. The son usurped the power.

The scene in those years appeared in Wang's mind like a slide, "Your Majesty, don't be sad about Li Liangzuo. Presumably now he has today, and this is also his retribution for sending someone to take away the prince."

The king drank all the wine in the glass: "Time flies. You have been with me for six years. In those years, we used to be brothers in private. Now everyone talks to me. It's all you. Yours, the moon is gone, the child is gone, and Li Liangzuo is gone. Now, you are going to go your own way, alas."

Zhang Ping also sighed when he remembered the past: "Your Majesty, we will not be by your side in the future. Please take care of yourself. Don't worry, we have been following you for so many years. We know how you do things. No matter where we are, we will definitely support the prince's new policy."

Wang's side raised his glass again: "There are no outsiders today, and Brother Zhang doesn't talk to you. Our brother's speech has nothing to do with officialdom. In fact, I really want to know who I am next to you."

Wang's tone was very sincere. Zhang Ping drank a toast, put down his glass and said, "Your Majesty, you want to hear the truth."

"If you still think I'm a brother, just tell the truth."

"Well, I'll tell you the truth." Zhang Ping paused and looked at the king and said, "Your Majesty, you are affectionate, kind-hearted, witty and lucky. We all think that you have a strange temper. When your temper comes up, you are not afraid, but sometimes you are too bearable. Many times, you think too much."

Zhang Ping's drinking power is average. Now he has a few glasses of wine and talks a lot. Especially when he talks with the king, he is more and more excited: "You may think more that the prince knows more, unlike us rude people, but we would rather fight with the prince to fight Japanese slaves, Xixia, bloody battlefield, the prince always say, small We don't understand the great world. We know that although you can give us gold and silver and high-ranking officials, we are not happy. What a big world? Doesn't the prince want the big world? In fact, our brother has a plan behind his back. Once you have something to do one day, we will definitely follow you.

Wang Bian listened quietly. Although he had always thought that he had different ideas, Zhang Ping's words made him understand, or the ancients did not have so many ideas and concerns. They lived a simple and happy life, but Zhang Ping also made Wang Bian feel more and more that in front of these people, all the estrangement was not that he was the son of Wang Anshi. His identity, but he thought too much. Although he had done a lot and brought the relationship closer to the hearts of the people, it can be said that he succeeded, but what made him feel failure was that he lived a unhappy life in the eyes of everyone.

"Okay, let's have a good drink today."

Zhang Ping laughed and said, "The prince won't go home today. He will practice it for me in person. I'm so happy."

Wang shou shouted, "Xiao Er, two more jars of wine. Today I will practice it for my brother. Let's get drunk."