My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 230 The Prince's Revenge, from Morning to Night

It is a midsummer month, the sun is shining, and the weather is sunny.

Langzhong Lingfu.

A man in the government office walked hurriedly through the halls and courtyards, without even having time to respond to the greetings from his colleagues along the way, and went straight into a room on the southeast side.

As soon as he saw the real owner, he hurriedly said: "Ziguo, disaster, great disaster! You have been promoted!"

Kong Anguo, who was holding a book of scriptures, looked confused and unhappy when he heard this. He said slowly, "How did you know that I got promoted?"

"Besides, can a promotion in this world be a disaster?"

While talking.

Kong Anguo put down his book and picked up the teacup beside him. Before he could take a sip of the fragrant tea, his classmate who came to report in a hurry stamped his feet and said anxiously:

"Oh, Ziguo, you have been promoted to Prime Minister of Jiaoxi State!"

After he finished speaking, Kong Anguo paused. When he realized that he had been promoted from a 600-stone official to a 2,000-stone prime minister... was the rank of the official the important thing?
That's the prefix!
pat.

His eyes were distracted and the teacup accidentally rolled over, with the tea inside spilling all over Kong Anguo. He was so frightened that he quickly stood up and slapped it.

He was shocked, and his classmates who came to report the news were even more shocked. They kept saying, "Since the previous prime minister of Jiaoxi died, none of the people appointed by the prime minister's office dared to take up the post."

"All of them resigned from their posts."

"I saw earlier in the Prime Minister's Mansion that the promotion notice has been posted, and the person who recommended you is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince!"

This statement came out.

Kong Anguo immediately stopped patting his clothes. In just a few breaths, his expression changed from shock to realization, and then from realization to anger:
"The prince wants to force me to resign!?"

"Don't think about it!"

He blurted out, his expression suddenly fierce, "The Prime Minister is the former tutor of the Crown Prince. He and the Crown Prince are birds of a feather. I was promoted and transferred..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard footsteps outside the palace and a low voice: "Master Jian, be careful of the harm that comes from your mouth!"

next second.

A man surrounded by clerks came in, with a sullen face, and bowed his hands, saying, "I am Du Chao, the chief secretary of the Prime Minister."

"Originally, the promotion and transfer order would take a few days to convey, but the position of Prime Minister of Jiaoxi State has been vacant for a long time and there is no time to delay, so I had to come here in person."

"Master Jian, the Prime Minister promoted you, aren't you happy?"

promoted?

Kong Anguo snorted and said coldly: "I'm afraid it's because I rebelled against the Crown Prince's Palace in the court a few days ago, and now I'm being retaliated!"

He questioned angrily, but the chief secretary of the prime minister opposite him was very calm, and even curled the corner of his mouth calmly.

Du Chao did not answer at this moment, but his expression said more than a thousand words: Congratulations, you guessed it right, and your reward is a promotion.

"you--"

Kong Anguo was furious and said angrily: "This is a frame-up and a perverted order. I will file a complaint with the Imperial Censorate!"

The Grand Censor supervised all government affairs of the court, which naturally included the transfer orders flowing out from the Prime Minister's Office. In fact, since the Prime Minister was in charge of all officials, the vast majority of the court's orders had to pass through the Prime Minister's Office.

In other words.

In the administrative division, the Grand Censor was originally used to check and balance the Prime Minister. This is why once the emperor favors the Grand Censor, he can easily sideline the Prime Minister.

If it is true as Kong Anguo said, if there is a disorderly order in the Prime Minister's Office, the Office of the Censor must and can intervene.

however……

"No need to waste time." Du Chao took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, unfolded it, and handed it to Kong Anguo, "Please take a look, Doctor Jian."

"I guessed you would cause trouble, so I took the transfer order to the Imperial Censor's Mansion. The Imperial Censor checked the order and it was correct."

“It’s also stamped!”

Du Chao spoke the last few sentences very slowly to make sure Kong Anguo could understand every word.

In fact, even if he didn't say it, Kong Anguo would have already broken out in a cold sweat, his eyes dull and his expression stunned when he saw the red seal on the transfer order.

how come?
How could Bu Shi...

The thought came to an abrupt end, because Kong Anguo suddenly realized - does the Imperial Censor Bu Shi have anything to do with him?
No!

The tacit understanding in the court a few days ago caused Kong Anguo to misunderstand, but now the reality is in front of him, he will not misunderstand again. After thinking for a while, he said with an ugly face: "I still need to ask the doctor about this matter."

His immediate superior was Xu Ziwei, the Minister of Internal Affairs, one of the Nine Ministers.

"Ha!" Once or twice, the Prime Minister's Secretary couldn't help laughing and shook his head: "Doctor Jian, I've also asked the Doctor-in-Chief for you."

"There's nothing wrong with the process, he has no problem with it."

What opinion could Xu Ziwei have to protect his subordinates?
What a joke, when you voted for others or caused trouble, you never asked me, and now others call me, you ask me?
Now you remember that you are my subordinate?

Ridiculous!
As if he had heard his inner voice, or as if he had been slapped hard by reality, Kong Anguo's face flushed red, and he said hatefully, "Is the Crown Prince so anxious?!"

"Yes, very urgently."

Du Chao nodded. He nodded directly.

"…Put down the transfer order, and I will decide whether to accept it or not!"

Du Chao looked at Kong Anguo's suddenly cold expression and guessed what he was going to do. He smiled and said, "Then the Imperial Counselor will make the decision."

"I have delivered the transfer order. You will leave within three days."

"Farewell."

After saying that, he turned around and left. After the group of people left, there were still some officials inside and outside the office. They were all colleagues from various departments in the Langzhongling office.

They had heard the noise and came to take a look. After watching the show and knowing the seriousness of the incident, they dispersed as soon as the prime minister's officials left.

Even the classmate who had just reported the news to Kong Anguo weighed the severity of the matter again, his face changed slightly, he bowed, covered his face and walked away.

"Humph!"

Kong Anguo flicked his sleeves and stayed in the office for less than half a quarter of an hour. His figure walked out of the door and then out of the office.

Not a moment later.

Inside another government office in an adjacent block.

"Mingsir, this is undoubtedly the prince's revenge. He doesn't even try to hide. He is so arrogant. We must not let this go!"

After the two people in the public room heard Kong Anguo's description, the Confucian scholar Song Jia said angrily: "Teacher is from Minggong's school. If he is forced to resign today, how can Minggong save his dignity?"

Li Guangli's face was gloomy. "Of course we have to manage it. How can we let the prince be so domineering? The key is how to break the situation."

Saw this scene.

Kong Anguo's anxious mood calmed down a little and he looked at his disciple.

Song Jia thought anxiously for a while, "For now, the Prime Minister will take action, and the Imperial Censor will be happy to watch us fight, so we want to break the situation..."

He turned to look at Kong Anguo and said, "Teacher, you should go directly to the palace to see the emperor and explain the truth to his majesty. You should insist that the prince is forming a clique for personal gain!"

Li Guangli frowned and said thoughtfully, "This strategy is feasible. Maybe we can even defeat the prince."

Talking and talking.

His tone became more and more confident. There were obvious signs of revenge in the promotion and transfer order for Kong Anguo. It looked like a promotion, but in fact it was forced and framed.

Kong Anguo's eyes lit up slightly, and when he saw the two people looking at him, he stood up immediately: "Okay, the sooner the better, I'll go into the palace now!" "Don't worry, as soon as there is any change in the palace, I will go to help you immediately." Li Guangli also stood up and said solemnly.

Kong Anguo bowed, turned around and left.

Wait until he leaves.

The serious decree and the anxious scholar's expressions all turned into calm, just a little gloomy.

The two stood in front of the hall, watching Kong Anguo leave without saying a word...

Weiyang Palace.

The hall was silent except for the occasional rustling of pages. The eunuch entered quietly and lowered his voice when reporting:
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Counselor Kong Anguo is outside seeking to see you."

"What's the matter?"

The emperor's deep voice fell, and after a while, the old eunuch said respectfully: "The Prime Minister's Office issued a transfer order to transfer Kong Anguo to the position of Prime Minister of Jiaoxi."

"The Imperial Censor and the Imperial Doctor both nodded. It was the Crown Prince who recommended Kong Anguo. Kong Anguo believed that the Crown Prince was forming a clique for personal gain and was trying to frame him."

“Impeachment.”

After he finished speaking, the sound of pages turning in the hall also stopped.

The eunuch asked very clearly outside, and explained it very clearly just now, so when Liu Che raised his head, his expression was very interesting.

For a while.

The emperor said nothing, as if he was thinking. The eunuch also said nothing, but bowed his head in silence.

After a while, a deep voice sounded, full of doubt: "Didn't Kong Anguo ask to supervise the court newspaper a few days ago? He should be quite relaxed."

"Why is he so resistant to being the Prime Minister of Jiaoxi? Is my brother not worthy of his assistance?"

The eunuch standing below bowed upon hearing this and said, "Your Majesty, can I tell you exactly what this old servant said?"

now.

The emperor had already lowered his head to read the memorial again. "The court has its own rules. You can come to me for everything. Why do we still need the three dukes and nine ministers?"

The old eunuch tasted it and slowly stepped back.

Soon, outside the palace.

The old eunuch looked at Kong Anguo, who was full of hope, and forced a smile on his face, "Please go back, Master Jian. His Majesty is resting."

When Kong Anguo heard this, his face immediately fell, "What I want to report is urgent, please don't delay..."

There is no need to say the rest because the old eunuch turned and left.

Looking at the eunuch's back, Kong Anguo was angry at first, but soon, his anger was replaced by chill and horror!

Your Majesty, Your Majesty doesn’t want to see me?
Can’t see myself!?
What does this mean? Did His Majesty condone the Crown Prince's behavior, or was this His Majesty's instruction? But... why?

When he thought of the deadly place of Jiaoxi State, and thought that he had to resign...he had fought for his whole life, how could he resign?
He still wants to be one of the three highest officials in the country, how can he resign?

Emotions of reluctance, desire, hatred, fear, and doubt filled Kong Anguo's heart, so much so that he didn't even realize he had walked out of the Beigong Gate in a daze.

It was a kind-hearted person who woke him up.

"Admonition, sir?"

Kong Anguo looked in the direction of the voice, his scattered eyes instantly focused, and out of the many emotions only two remained on his face - resentment and hatred!
The resentment is overwhelming, and the hatred is burning in the heart.

"Don't be angry, sir. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince loves you very much." Zhang He, the Minister of Water Resources, said these considerate words, but his face was very cold.

He shook the memorial in his hand and said, "Look, it's not enough to recommend you for promotion to the rank of 2,000-stone official. In consideration of your loyalty to the king and your diligence in governing, His Highness has requested that your deeds of daring to advise the princes be published in the official gazette."

"You are indeed a great scholar like Dong Zhongshu. Amazing! I will make you famous in the world in the future!"

"Hey!"

With a smile, Zhang He patted Kong Anguo's stiff shoulder and whispered, "The prince asked me to tell you something: jumping the most happily will cost you a price. You must not resign, otherwise..."

Otherwise, a great scholar like Dong Zhongshu who was roasted on the fire would be regarded as cowardly and incompetent, or he would become infamous!
Great scholars, great scholars, rely on the word reputation.

With his reputation ruined, Kong Anguo's chances of resigning from office, returning to his hometown, writing books to boost his reputation, and then looking for an opportunity to make a comeback would only be stillborn!

Outside the North Palace Gate.

Kong Anguo stood there in a daze, his hands and feet were cold, sweat was pouring out, his clothes were sticking to his body, and his face was ashen, no longer the great scholar he used to be.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think: Why should I, a man full of knowledge and profound learning, a master of Confucian classics, suffer this kind of waste?
Why is there no way to seek justice when being framed by a villain?

Where is justice, where is the law! Just because Liu Ju is the crown prince, can he do whatever he wants and cover up everything? ?
Kong Anguo began to get angry and resentful.

He hated the unfairness of fate, the unfaithfulness of the emperor, and the evil deeds of the prince!
The world is so big, but there is no place for people of integrity and ambition to live! There is no place for Kong Anguo to stay! Looking around, the world is full of ghosts! ?

Kong Anguo was furious and furious!

He was full of passion but had no way to serve his country, and he was innocent but had no place to seek justice. Paranoia and resentment rushed straight into his brain. With his chest heaving violently, he looked suddenly towards the wall of Weiyang Palace.

There is no place to report and no place to appeal.

Why doesn't he just hit his head and die outside the Weiyang Palace, letting the people of the world see his sincere heart for Confucius!

this moment.

The great scholar with red eyes and a resolute look leaned against the city wall. The next moment...

A cold wind blew.

Kong Anguo shuddered suddenly. He touched the surface of the palace wall and was stunned for a long time. "This wall... is too cold."

Watching him leave, the two guards at the palace gate looked at each other, one raised an eyebrow, and asked: "Is this man sick?"

The other one curled his lips, saying, "That's right."

……

The Grand Executive Mansion.

Song Jia walked quickly into the public room and said urgently, "Mingsir, His Majesty did not meet Kong Anguo."

Li Guangli, who was behind the desk, frowned immediately, "Did any word get out?"

"No."

Song Jia shook his head and said solemnly: "Looking at this situation, Your Majesty is probably using Kong Anguo as a redemption to make up for the Crown Prince's Palace."

Li Guangli looked annoyed and unhappy. After a while, he suppressed his unhappiness and said coldly, "Let's exchange it. After all, he is the prince."

Song Jia had no choice but to nod.

Things have come to this point, he can only admit defeat. When Kong Anguo came to him for help, Song Jia realized that his teacher might be in trouble.

Being promoted to the Prime Minister of Jiaoxi State, no matter what, it is a promotion. The title of your Majesty's brother is there, it can never be a frame-up!
"When Kong Anguo comes back, you still need to appease him. Maybe he can survive the hands of the King of Jiaoxi." Song Jia suggested.

Li Guangli nodded, "That is..."

"Master! Master!"

Halfway through his words, there was a sudden shouting sound outside the public housing. It was really inappropriate and unruly, but when he heard that unique name, Li Guangli kept his temper.

For a moment.

A man who looked like a manager rushed in from outside the door, and before he could catch his breath, he said anxiously: "Master, something bad has happened. Si Lang has caused a big disaster! You should go back and take a look!"

Ok?
Li Guangli stood up suddenly, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt. For some reason, his temples were throbbing and he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart!
Not finished yet?
(End of this chapter)