Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 27 The Power Comes Out of the Barrel of a Gun

Before Zhao Kuangyin finished reading the memorial, he almost lost his temper on the spot!
It's okay to say that I'm getting old, and I should quickly establish a reserve.

It is definitely not the right way to say that "brothers end up before brothers". I see that you are a learned scholar and you like to pay attention to this, so I can't bear it.

But you imply that my second younger brother has a different heart, and you want me to suppress Guangyi, and you even said "don't let the future fraternal fratricide in the palace", isn't this a curse that I want brothers to fratricide?

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

Zhao Kuangyin's hands holding the memorial kept shaking, and it was hard for him to hold back the impulse, not throwing the memorial to the ground on the spot.

He swears, if this old man is in front of him at this moment, he will definitely not be able to resist picking up the jade axe and knocking out all the remaining teeth of this old man one by one!

However, it was impossible for him to vent his anger, because Xue Juzheng was already dead.

But I have to say that such a posthumous seal is indeed exactly the style of this gentleman!

After a while, Zhao Kuangyin calmed down and said slowly: "Wang Jien, ordered someone to draw up an order to posthumously make Xue Juzheng the Duke of the State as a token of condolence."

No matter how angry he was, after all, Xue Juzheng was also an elder of the imperial court, and he should be honored after death, nothing less.

Wang Jien accepted the order, but did not retreat immediately.

He looked at Zhao Kuangyin's face and said tentatively: "Mr.

Zhao Kuangyin raised his head suddenly, his face turned gloomy in an instant, and slapped the armrest of the chair with his right hand:
"It is said that the king of Tianshui County will come to the palace to see me immediately!"

Tianshui County Prince's Mansion.

When the imperial envoy arrived, he just missed it.

After Zhao Dezhao learned of Xue Juzheng's death, he went out to Xue's residence to express his condolences.

The envoy had been waiting in the county palace for half an hour before Zhao Dezhao returned.

Hearing the emperor's father's summons and urgent urging, Zhao Dezhao had no choice but to ask the envoy to report back first, and then enter the palace immediately after changing his clothes—the crowns and belts of mourning clothes are not allowed to be worn to face the saint.

A while later, Zhao Dezhao rode out and rushed to Funing Palace. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw the cloudy face of the emperor's father.

"The son has seen his father."

"I heard that when the envoys from the palace came to your house, you were mourning at Mr. Xue's house?"

"Yes, my son has a teacher-student relationship with Mr. Xue, and it is our duty to go to mourn."

"There is only the friendship between teachers and students, and there is no selfish conspiracy?"

Zhao Kuangyin's face suddenly showed ferocity, grabbed the memorial on the imperial case, and threw it at his son's feet.

Zhao Dezhao leaned over to pick up the memorial, unfolded it and read it.

Zhao Kuangyin stared at the change in his son's expression without blinking.

Holding Xue Juzheng's posthumous seal, Zhao Dezhao was as shocked as when Zhao Kuangyin saw it.

He never expected that Xue Juzheng's temper was really so rigid, without discount at all, that he would make such a big move before he died!

He can also fully imagine how angry the emperor's father would be when he saw the content in the memorial!
Seeing that the emperor's father was furious, Zhao Dezhao didn't panic. He slowly put together the memorial and said calmly, "My son didn't know about Xue Gong's move."

"Humph!"

Zhao Kuangyin let out a heavy breath from his nostrils, but his expression had softened.

Because he just saw the real shock on Zhao Dezhao's face, which shows that his son really didn't know about it beforehand, and this posthumous note was not a conspiracy between the two.

As long as his son didn't participate in it, and Xue Juzheng just went crazy for a while, then it doesn't matter.

"What's more, with Xue Gong as a person, even if there is an ax around his neck, it can't force him to go against his heart and seek personal gain." Zhao Dezhao added without losing the opportunity.

Zhao Kuangyin nodded slightly, this is true, this old man has always had a bad temper, no one can stop him.

Zhao Dezhao peeked at the emperor's father's face calming down, and couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, feeling his back was wet.

At the same time, he was also secretly grateful to Xue Juzheng for his thoughtfulness: "It's a good thing you didn't tell me in advance, otherwise I wouldn't be able to deceive anyone with my expression when I saw this posthumous seal, and my father would definitely see it through, so I'll just jump." Even if it enters the Yellow River, it will not be washed clean."

Zhao Kuangyin was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled at Zhao Dezhao: "Since you are here, let's have dinner together."

Immediately ordered dinner.There is no fixed time for the emperor to eat, as long as he orders, the meal can be served at any time.

When the imperial meal came up, there were dozens of dishes, and the table was full of beautiful things.

But in Zhao Dezhao's eyes, these are all big meats with heavy oil and salt, and there is no Coke Sprite to relieve the greasy. Recently, he has eaten imperial food with the emperor's father several times, and he is not used to it once. After eating a few chopsticks, I stopped eating.

"Why don't you eat it? Come on, try this."

Zhao Kuangyin kindly put a large piece of fat and greasy pig's trotter in his son's bowl, and joked with a smile: "Xue Gong has always been upright, with his eyes high above the top, and he rarely takes anyone seriously. It's rare that he treats you like this." Valuing it is enough to prove that you have indeed made considerable progress recently, this is a reward from your father!"

Zhao Dezhao picked up the pig's trotters with his chopsticks, and instead of eating right away, he said with a smile, "Father, you only reward me with this?"

Zhao Kuangyin snorted softly: "Then what else do you want? Tell me, I have to see if I can give it."

Zhao Dezhao quickly climbed along the pole.

"Dad, you personally promised me two days ago that as long as I can get the approval of Mr. The pit is [-] feet deep. A gentle breath can blow strong winds for three days, so you can’t ignore what you are saying.”

Zhao Kuangyin was amused by his son's exaggerated flattery, he laughed and waved his hands again and again: "Okay, okay, what kind of power do you want to have and what do you want to do?"

"My son wants to be a small commander in the Palace Front Division, and what he wants to do is train troops." Zhao Dezhao had already considered this request repeatedly in his mind and felt that it was not out of the ordinary.

"Why do you want to train soldiers in front of the palace?" Zhao Kuangyin raised his head and glanced at his son. Bridge Mutiny" was able to seize power and ascend the throne as emperor.

"Because political power grows out of the barrel of a gun!" Zhao Dezhao lost his composure for a moment, and blurted out a famous saying of a great man that was widely circulated in his previous life.

"Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun?" Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help repeating it.

In the current late 10th century, the word "gun barrel" also exists. It refers to the wooden gun body, which is not the same thing as the "gun barrel" that can fire bullets in the 20th century, but these three words refer to Things are no different from ancient to modern.

(End of this chapter)