Chapter 233 Enter the palace for money

Looking back, I saw a group of people coming. The people who made a sound were still young, with golden and jade crowns, wearing dragon climbing cloud arrow sleeves, surrounded by beads and silver belts, and stepped on a pair of begonia-fined jade brocade shoes.

At this time, his face was full of joy and rushed over. The golden goose yellow tassel hanging on the edge of the jade crown swayed on his white little face, with two small tiger teeth in his grinning mouth, which was really pleasing.

Behind the child is a young man who is about the same age as Zhao Yuanzuo. He wears a white hairpin silver-winged king hat, wears a dragon and white python robe with five claws of Jiangya sea water, and wears a jasper red belt, and his face is slightly round and fat. At this time, he is also smiling and moving.

"Brother Prince, I went to Linhua Palace with Yuanxi to look for you. I was still unhappy, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

His face was full of joy, and his flexible eyes were dripping and rolling. He was so cute. The teenager who was a few steps behind him also came up and said softly with a smile, "Brother."

"Yuan Xi and Dechang came just right here. As soon as I met Lord Yang, he was just saying a few words, and he was caught by you."

A joke drew the eyes of both of them to Yang Yanzhao, who also guessed the identity of the person who came at this time and hurriedly bent down and saluted, "The minister Yang Jing has met the two princes."

"Is this the champion that the prince often mentions?"

Zhao Heng seemed to be a little surprised. He looked around Yang Yanzhao for a few laps, and finally retreated and nodded seriously, "Sure enough, he is a talented and romantic..."

Yang Yanzhao was a little uncomfortable to be judged by this hairy child, but he had no choice but to bend over and salute again and say modest words.

"Oh? Is this Mr. Yang who created a thin gold body?

Zhao Yuanxi's words were full of surprise. He stepped forward and stared at Yang Yanzhao for a long time. Then he laughed and said, "I've heard that the adult's calligraphy is excellent, but I don't want to be won first by my brother. Xiao Wang can't compete with the emperor's brother. I only hope that when you have free time, he will also come to Yuanxi's house and give me some advice."

"The prince praised, and the minister was frightened."

After salute, there was a trace of panic in Yang Yanzhao's words. Zhao Yuanzuo smiled and came forward to help him up, "Lord Yang, why do you need to be so polite?"

Later, he turned to Zhao Yuan Xi and said, "I don't know that Yuan Xi also highly respects Yang Yanzhao. When Lord Yang came to the Hua Palace to give a lecture, Yuan Xi also came together, and you and my brothers learned together."

Zhao Yuanxi hasn't answered yet, but Zhao Heng on one side took the lead in cheering, "And me, me, the prince brother, and Dechang also want to learn together."

His hand was pinched on Zhao Heng's face, and Zhao Yuanzuo was full of love, "It's not yours."

After some frolicking, Yang Yanzhao said a few words to the three brothers again, and then took advantage of the saint's visit and walked to the Zichen Hall for the time being.

On the way, I happened to hear another call behind me. I turned my head and saw Li He leading people with a smile on his face. Seeing him, Yang Yanzhao wanted to say a few words, and found out that Zhao Guangyi was doing nothing at this time and was resting in the hall.

After a few words of greeting, Li He had nothing to do, so he chatted with Yang Yanzhao very well and accompanied him to the corner of Zichen Hall.

"There is a father-in-law."

Yang Yanzhao held his fist and bowed. Li He wanted to come forward to help him. When the two touched each other, the latter felt that there was a trace of warmth in his hand. He squinted at it, but saw that it was a white jade bead. At that moment, he pulled it with an unmoved look. "Lord Yang is really out of the outside. Our family also felt very close to Mr. At this moment, the official family is fine. It must be the prince who is on duty outside the hall. Let's inform him of this.

After saying that, Li He motioned to stay with the little eunuch behind him. He took Yang Yanzhao to step on the white jade steps. Halfway through, he saw Wang Jien turning around and hurriedly greeted him with a flattering smile.

As for what the two said, Yang Yanzhao, who was deliberately more than ten steps behind, did not listen carefully, but from Li He's flattery, it was certain that he was Wang Ji'en's confidant.

For a moment, when he reached the top of the stone steps, the whispered conversation between the two also ended. Wang Jien glanced at Yang Yanzhao, and then said slowly, "The official is looking at the fold in the hall. Our family will report it. Lord Yang will wait for a moment."

As a five-grade official, as a close servant of the emperor, he did not need to pay attention to it. However, Wang Jien has been struggling in the palace for many years. Wang Jien has already learned to guess the thoughts of the one above. Therefore, Yang Yanzhao, who is not high-level, but is deeply grateful to the emperor, is also a little polite.

"Thank you, Grandpa-in-law."

Yang Yanzhao thanked him in a low voice, and nod his head with Li He, who was about to turn around and leave. Later, he stood in the same place and couldn't help thinking about how to say how to raise money.

The small footsteps came from far to near. Wang Jien had already come out, "The official announced that Lord Yang entered the hall."

He said thank you again. Yang Yanzhao quickly put away his thoughts and strode forward. However, when he arrived at the door of the hall, his heart did not feel beating violently. He couldn't help taking a few deep breaths, which made him feel more comfortable.

Step into the hall, move forward, and bend over to salute at the place where he stopped before, "My minister Yang Jing, I have seen the official family."

On the high seat, Zhao Guangyi threw down the folds in his hand and rubbed his forehead tiredly. "No, I didn't expect you to come into the palace today. It's just a coincidence. A few days ago, when you came, I had a pile of folds to impeach you in my hand. At this time, it's still the same."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao, who was about to get up, hurriedly saluted again, "I know my guilt, please forgive me."

"Kien? Ha ha..."

Above the hall, a laughter spread out, followed by the pleasant voice, "Your boy must be shouting bitterness in his heart, saying that I am not, and I am also blaming these participants."

He knelt on his knees and kowtowed down. Yang Yanzhao said with more fear and fear, "I dare not."

"Okay, get up." Zhao Guangyi smiled at the corners of his mouth. Seeing that Yang Yanzhao was still not moving, he couldn't help but stand up. "I let you get up, that's it. Is it possible to resist the order?"

It's not about kneeling, it's not about not kneeling. Although Yang Yanzhao has complaints in his heart, he can only get up and say that "I dare not."

"You went to the palace for the purpose of the third hall?"

In one sentence, it said what Yang Yanzhao thought in his heart.

"After receiving the imperial edict, the minister's heart was full of anxiety, panic, and it was difficult to sleep. He was afraid of failing the official's favor, and he was even more afraid of damaging the momentum of the three halls, which fell into the national style of the Song Dynasty."

"You mean you don't want to take over this?"

"I dare not!"

He bent down and saluted. Yang Yanzhao could not remember how many times he had saluted today. The imperial edict had arrived, and Zhao Guangyi said this sentence. What else could he do besides salute and plead guilty?

"It's okay if you don't dare."

The voice is a little soft, but with the majesty that makes him irrefutable.

"Since I told you to handle these three halls, it can't be changed. If it doesn't work well, it will make me unhappy, I'm unhappy, and the consequences..."

He had a headache, but Yang Yanzhao still knelt to the ground at the first time, "Sinner deserves to die, Sin deserves to die."

The terrible eyes had not dissipated on his back for a long time, making Yang Yanzhao's forehead sweaty, and the hall was silent, and the silent oppression directly hit his tense nerves.

"That's all right. Get up. I also know you are in trouble, but these three halls must be built, and you can't lose the royal style."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Yanzhao could only get up and gritt his teeth and said bravely, "Go back to the official family. The three halls are the royal academies. The ministers can try their best to build it, but there is still one thing missing at present."

"What's missing?"

"Silver."

Zhao Guangyi waved his hand, still with a calm face, but said a rogue saying, "Silver, I have given you, and there is only so much I can give."

Under the impulse to vomit blood, Yang Yanzhao wiped the sweat of the palms of his hand in his robe. "The two cups of silver in the household can't be as expensive as the construction of the three halls. The minister has a plan at present, which can meet its shortcomings. I hope the officials can agree."

"Tell me."

"For decades after the founding of the Song Dynasty, the king ruled, and the officials were clear. The people were rich in food and clothing, and there was also a surplus of money. The three halls were related to the blessings of the world. It should be taken advantage of the people. Therefore, the ministers dared to ask for the publication of the emperor's famous classics and rare books. People who are looking for talents are not as good as hiding in the people."

"It's better to hide talent from the people than to hide from the people. I'm sure."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Yanzhao's heart was half relieved. He did not expect that Zhao Guangyi was so talkative, so he took courage again and said another thing, "Sheng Ming of the official family, in order to ensure that there is enough silver in the three halls, the minister has one more thing to do."

"Just say it."

"The minister intends to name the attices of the three pavilions, but this title is not very human. It must be written by a romantic and famous official and a person with silver money. In this way, on the one hand, it is also the money spent on preparing for the construction of the three halls..."

Speaking of this, Yang Yanzhao's voice has become much weaker, and he is even more afraid to breathe. His back is already covered with sweat.

For a long time, there was no movement, which made him suffer a lot.

"It's accurate."

Just as he began to panic, a simple sentence made Yang Yanzhao suddenly relax. He showed a happy smile on his sweaty face and hurriedly saluted, "The official holy!"

When the worried things were solved, Yang Yanzhao was very happy. After leaving the Zichen Hall, he looked at the beautiful scenery in the palace and hummed in a low voice.

In Zichen Hall, Wang Jien took the ginseng tea sent from the imperial dining room and bowed forward, but he could hear the sound of laughter from time to time, and he was very puzzled.

When he withdrew from the hall, there was still a scolding in the faint laughter, "This boy, maybe it's a good measure to throw him to Shen Shunyi."