[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Zhao Yan got out of the soft sedan and entered the mansion, and her face darkened after a while. "Where's Zhao Ming?"

The housekeeper Zhao Dongyang saw that he couldn't hide it, so he said, "Second Master went to the drunk red building."

Zhao Yan has always been restrained and calm, but at this moment she was so angry that she kicked the chair in front of the hall. This kick hurt herself, and she coughed for a long time before she stopped.After a long silence, Zhao Dongyang heard Zhao Yan say calmly, "Next time you come back, just lock it in the backyard."

Zhao Dongyang nodded, "Master, don't get angry, your body is important."

Zhao Dongyang watched these two brothers grow up.

The Zhao family is a scholarly family. Zhao Yan's father, Zhao Shiru, was an official of the second grade, and later got involved in party disputes and was relegated to the place. He died in depression. At that time, Zhao Yan was only ten years old.Mrs. Zhao took her younger brother and defected to her mother's house. Zhao Yan's grandfather used to be the governor of the district and raised the two children single-handedly. When Zhao Yan was in high school, Governor Zhao was already old and went west.Later, when Zhao Yan became the chief assistant, Mrs. Zhao died on the way to Beijing. Zhao Yan usually acted viciously, and offended countless people. The hand of the woman.

That's why Zhao Yan regarded this younger brother like an eyeball. It's just that Zhao Ming didn't live up to his expectations.That's it, Zhao Yan didn't want to move a finger except pointing her nose and cursing.

Zhao Dongyang shook his head, only lamenting in his heart that the second master did not live up to expectations.

Zhao Yan had a dream that she hadn't had for a long time.

I dreamed that he became an official as a young man, stepped on jade boots, climbed 99 steps to the sky, and the emperor looked down on all living beings from a high place.

"Xuan [-] Xinke scholars have an audience..."

He stepped into the gentle and rich town full of flowers with one foot, and stepped into the frightening court party struggle with the other.

The young scholars stood in a row, and the emperor, who was in his prime, was dressed in a dignified appearance. His eyes fell on Zhao Yan's face and he laughed, "You are?"

Chang Ping was already the chief eunuch at this time, bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, this is No.2 in the list."

The emperor looked again.The teenagers in the audience were neither humble nor overbearing, their kneeling posture was as straight as a green pine, a rare good looks that even women could not match.

The emperor put down the notebook in his hand and asked, "Who is No.1?"

Standing up and knelt down cautiously was a middle-aged man, lying on his body in a humble way, unable to speak in fear.The emperor lost his patience, pointed at Zhao Yan and joked, "Xin Ke champion Zhao Yan, why don't you kneel down and thank you?"

Zhao Yan leaned over ignorantly, knocked her head down, and No. 2 in the list became the number one.

At this time, the young Zhao Yan still has closeness and admiration, admiration and love for this emperor who will be famous forever in the common people's mouth, and also has a heart of compassion for the common people.

Then, the scene in the dream changed, still kneeling like this, the emperor smashed the memorial in his hand on his face angrily, and the hard memorial scratched the white jade-like face.

Zhao Yan still knelt straight, as if nothing could break his waist, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The Son of Heaven stretched out his hand, clamped his chin tightly with his rough fingers, and smiled softly, "Please relegate yourself?"

Zhao Yan bit her lip, lowered her eyelashes, and said nothing.

The emperor's hand on his chin loosened.

"Go back and heal your face, don't make me look disgusted."

Zhao Yan had no expression on her face, even though her face was still bleeding, she never felt any pain.

Then, the scene in the dream changed again, from a drop of blood to a thick red.

Zhao Yan hugged her mother's body, she was in a mess, her hands and feet were cold, and she couldn't shed a single tear.

The dazzling red then covered the whole dream.

Zhao Yan woke up from the dream, as if she could still smell blood, her whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and the blush on her lips never faded after years.

He stared blankly at the top of the tent, unable to tell what year and month it was. This big dream seemed to drag him back to the long bloody road, with ghosts wailing all over him and eating flesh and blood.

It was common for him to stay up all night with his eyes open like this.

Across the wall from him was his mother's memorial tablet. On the second day, he went to court in full clothes, but he lost his composure in the middle of the night.

Wearing a vermilion official robe, he looked like the world-famous courtier again.

When he came down to court, the young emperor on the dragon chair twitched his lips, "Zhuqing has nothing to do, and Zhao Qing will stay."

Zhao Yan silently followed behind the young emperor, with Chang Ping accompanying him, all the way to the imperial study.

The young emperor glanced at him casually before the case, "I want Han Jiang to take the seat of the second assistant. I don't know if Zhao Aiqing knelt in the snow for so long yesterday, but she wants to understand."

The appointment of anyone in the cabinet needs to have the seal of the emperor and the seal of the chief minister of the cabinet appear on the document to be effective, otherwise it is a piece of waste paper.This is a rule that the cabinet has always had since its establishment. The founding emperor gave the cabinet a favor. As long as the cabinet is there, this rule will always exist.

Zhao Yan took two steps forward, "Your Majesty, Mr. Han is old, so don't be alarmed." He said halfway, then laughed very lightly, saying word by word, "What's more, the documents are sent down, there is no Who dares to recognize the cabinet seal?"

The young emperor sneered, he twirled the jade wrench on his finger, "Without the great seal of the jade seal, your people will also not be able to sit in the seat of the assistant."

Zhao Yan shook her head, "The seat of the second assistant can always be vacant, but I can give Liu Yanqing the power of the second assistant."

"Zhao Yan!"

"Your Majesty, as long as the cabinet is in place, you will never be able to do anything against Zhao Yan."

The 15-year-old boy was so angry that he smiled instead, and there was a little more rain between his brows.

"Zhao Yan, you have heard an old saying."

Zhao Yan looked up, and saw the young emperor looking over coldly, "Don't bully the young man to be poor."

The young emperor on the steps now vaguely has the appearance of the late emperor.Although the facial features are still a little green and immature, they are undoubtedly handsome. It can be seen that a few years later, a hard outline will be born. It didn't suppress the scorching demeanor of the young emperor.

The age of the fresh clothes and angry horse is exactly the time to show off without fear.

Zhao Yan felt in a daze that she was getting old.He is only in his 20s, but it seems that he has passed away.

The man's voice came from below the steps, "I have been taught."

The young emperor sneered, "Master Zhao should stand here for a little longer today."

"The minister obeys the order."

The young emperor read a few more memorials before the case, and after an unknown amount of time, he inadvertently glanced down the steps, and saw Mr. Zhao standing upright in front of the hall, with his beautiful eyebrows and eyes warm and moist, and his hair brushing his shoulders side, a strand slipped off.The waist was slender and straight, as if no matter how long he stood, the snow light outside the hall reflected in, making this person look lonely and beautiful, like a piece of bright new jade, extremely harmless.

Beneath the harmless appearance is a rebellious body.

The young emperor threw a few memorials in his hand and smashed them at Zhao Yan's feet, "Don't you hurry up?"

Zhao Yan picked up the folder on the ground and put it aside neatly, then cupped her hands and said, "Your Excellency will leave."

The next day, a document was appointed, and Liu Yanqing, a fifth-rank scholar in the cabinet, was the second assistant.

Zhao Yan affixed the seal of the first assistant next to the jade seal, and the document became effective, and his nail was pierced even deeper in the eyes of the young emperor.

No one knows how the young emperor felt when he stamped the jade seal on the appointment document.

He felt humiliated.

But he didn't show it on the face, and he saw the situation clearly while being humiliated.

When Chu Yu was still the crown prince, he didn't have much contact with Zhao Yan.

The impression of Zhao Yan is the same as everyone's impression of him, thin, beautiful, and vicious.

Now it seems that there is another one, arrogance.

The cabinet has long lost the original intention of Emperor Gaozu to share the emperor's worries when it was established. Before Zhao Yan entered the cabinet, it had already become a arena for all forces.

It is such a quagmire that is about to decay, but it has the power to challenge the royal family faintly.

Just like today, as an emperor, he can't even install himself in the cabinet. What he can do is to punish Zhao Yan to kneel for four hours, six hours, and there is nothing he can do.

Storms finally appeared in the pupils of the young emperor sitting on the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty must be aware of the current situation, forbearance means a knife on the head."

The person who spoke was Taifu Yang Ting, this old man who has gone through three dynasties is a great Confucian in the world, Chu Yu respects him as a teacher and has always respected him.

The young emperor caressed the green finger on his finger again and again, his lips curled into a non-smiling arc, making him look indifferent and cold.