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Chapter 117 Checks and balances and fighting (third update! Please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass!)
A loving father, a filial son, and respectful brothers and friends have always been Zhao Xun's ideal state of life for a big family.

Originally thought that traveling to a top wealthy family like Duke Cheng's Mansion would require intrigue and intrigue.

But now it seems that Zhao Xun is thinking too much.

Although his brothers are a bit dandy and have many minor problems all over their bodies, they really have no intention of trying to seize the position of the son.

Of course, this has something to do with Zhao Xun's excellence.

As the eldest son of Tianxiu, it should also make all the younger brothers feel desperate, right?
Since you can't argue, then simply don't argue.

Anyway, being born in such a wealthy family, even if you live and die all your life, it is enough.

"Thank you, Grandpa, for your concern. My son is not filial. He is busy with official duties these days, so he doesn't go home very often."

Zhao Xun took the initiative to admit his mistake, so that both grandfather Zhao Yuan and mother Zhao Liushi would feel more comfortable.

"Hey, what are you talking about, kid. Mother knows that you have a lot of errands in the yamen, so she doesn't dare to disturb you. I only hope that you can put your heart into your errands and live up to the emperor's kindness."

Mrs. Zhao Liu pulled Zhao Xun to sit beside him, and asked earnestly, "Xun'er, are you still used to eating and living in bad people's yamen? If you are not used to it, you should move back home. At worst, get up early every day and go to the house. The yamen clicks."

The son is the flesh that fell from the mother, not to mention Zhao Xun is the eldest son.

Zhao Liushi felt sorry for Zhao Xun, and it was only natural that he wanted Zhao Xun to move back home.

Zhao Xun thought about it carefully, and felt that it would be okay to move back for a while.

Just to accompany my parents.

Sometimes it's not a bad thing to slow down appropriately.

"Okay, son listen to mother."

Seeing that Zhao Xun really agreed, Zhao Liushi smiled happily for a while.

"My son is sensible, my son is really sensible."

Cheng Guogong Zhao Yuan cleared his throat and coughed: "Xun'er, there is one more thing I want to tell you as a father. A few days later it will be the day when the major military envoys will attend the banquet of the capital, I think you already know Bar?"

"Returning to Grandpa, His Majesty has issued an imperial decree, ordering the unscrupulous people to be responsible for the safety and defense of the banquet together with the major yamen in the capital."

Zhao Yuan nodded and said: "This matter is very important, you must be careful."

Seeing what his father said so solemnly, Zhao Xun couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

Could it be that there will really be some major changes during the banquet of the Jiedu Envoy in the capital?
"Grandpa, what's the rumor?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt to talk about it with you."

Zhao Yuan saw that the eldest son really didn't understand, so he said earnestly: "This festival has long been custom-made for the capital banquet, usually once every three years, and all the festival envoys from the various feudal towns must come to Chang'an City at that time. Going to the banquet is actually a debriefing."

Zhao Yuan paused and said: "Jiedu envoys are in charge of the army, government, and finance. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the emperor of the country. How can the court not be afraid? How can your majesty rest assured? Therefore, the general term is three years, and the term is one year. When they arrive at Jiedushi, they must come to Chang'an to report on their duties. At that time, His Majesty will use the opportunity of the banquet to reassign them to a new post. In this way, the relationship network they have painstakingly cultivated for many years will be broken, and they will have to start all over again. Peace of mind."

What Zhao Yuan said is the most straightforward way of dissecting emperors.

The core of Emperor Art is checks and balances, and one side must not be allowed to expand endlessly.

If the major envoys dominate one party's power, it will naturally make the court jealous, and the court will use the power of appointment and dismissal to transfer them away to achieve the purpose of balance.

"So there are usually various assassinations before and after the banquet, in order to resist the imperial court's order."

Zhao Yuan changed the subject abruptly: "That's why His Majesty ordered the unscrupulous people and various departments to be responsible for the security of Chang'an City in the near future."

Zhao Xun was really surprised when he heard this.

Assassination?

"Grandfather, do you mean that Jiedu envoys will assassinate each other?"

Zhao Yuan nodded slightly and said: "That's right. Some Jiedu envoys are unwilling to move their positions, so they will use this method to demonstrate to the court. Generally speaking, Jiedu envoys in rich lands sell miserably, while those in desolate lands Jiedu envoys fight."

Hearing this, Zhao Xun couldn't help but gasped.

These Jiedu envoys are all warriors, and many of them are practitioners.

For example, Wang Zhongyi, the main character in the restless Wang Zhongyi case in the capital not long ago, was a third-rank martial artist.

Martial arts fighting is the most direct, not as twisty as civil servants.

"But these big brothers are really not afraid of His Majesty's wrath?"

"Boss?"

Hearing these two words, Zhao Yuan was stunned.

"Uh, it means big shot."

Zhao Xun quickly explained.

"Your Majesty also has to take care of all aspects. It is impossible to let your temper mess around."

Zhao Yuan sighed and said, "It's okay if there are only one or two Jiedu envoys, His Majesty has his own way to deal with them. But with so many Jiedu envoys in the capital, Your Majesty is also afraid of trouble. If the Jiedu envoys are really pushed into a hurry Together to resist the imperial court, it is really out of control."

Zhao Xun has realized in his heart after hearing the words.

Even if it is as strong as Emperor Xianlong, it is impossible to fully speak with one word.

Jiedu envoys are in power, and the court can only use ingenuity to divide them. If they use brute force blindly, the situation is likely to get out of control.

This court is like a game of chess, the position of each chess piece must be carefully considered.

Emperor Xianlong is a chess player, and the powerful courtiers can have the opportunity to play chess with him.

Obviously, Zhao Xun is just a chess piece now, and he still has a long way to go if he wants to become a chess player to compete with Emperor Xianlong.

"Grandpa's teaching son has memorized it, and he will definitely be careful."

Zhao Xun paused word by word.

After greeting his parents, Zhao Xun returned to his room to rest.

Last time, Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi gave him a Taoist classic "The Method of Purifying the Mind" and told him to study it carefully, saying that it was the key to breaking through to the seventh-rank meditation.

Zhao Xun has been busy investigating the case, and has no time to study it carefully.

Now that I finally have free time, I naturally have to study it carefully.

As far as the level of practice is concerned, the warrior system is the most straightforward.

Things in the Confucian system are relatively obscure and require careful comprehension.

As for the exercises of the Taoist system, they are the most mysterious, and sometimes you may not be able to appreciate the essence of them even after careful study.

Zhao Xun has only been in contact with these three cultivation systems so far, and has never touched Buddhism or Demon Sect, so he will not comment.

To comprehend Taoist classics, one must have a calm state of mind.

Zhao Xun sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to breathe while watching "The Method of Clearing the Mind".

Different from the feeling he had when he was studying "Initial Insights of Wen Zong", at this moment Zhao Xun felt as if he was floating, and the boundary between the soul and the body became blurred.

Fuck, is this the Taoist mystery that the teacher said?

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(End of this chapter)