The prince is more stable

Chapter 272 The weight is getting heavier
No wonder he was such a bad person in the court despite being the prime minister. Zhao Xiaoqian finally found the reason.

The reason is that he doesn't speak human language.

Yes, Zhang Dun was not popular in the court.

A man who is the prime minister, arguably the second-in-command of the Song Dynasty, actually has bad relationships with others. Who would believe it if they told others?
But that's exactly what Zhang Dun was like.

Since he became prime minister last year, Zhang Dun has been killing people everywhere. The old party hates him to the core. Will the new party support him?
The Dragon King, who has shown signs of gradually turning evil, has returned to the city. Do you think that he is still the same young man without any change?
He was full of anger, spoke harshly, and did things in a clumsy way. If it weren't for his position as prime minister, he would have been put in a sack and thrown into the river long ago.

You shouldn't be at home, you should be in the river...

Don’t think that only the old party hates him. Not many new party officials in the same camp like him either.

As a newly established friend regardless of age difference, Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't help but worry about him.

This old man offended so many people when he was in office. Will he be able to return to his hometown safely when he retires in the future?
It doesn’t matter. Today, the grudges with Zhang Dun have been resolved, which is also a gain for Zhao Xiaoqian.

If possible, who would want to make enemies everywhere? Making more friends and fewer enemies is what a normal person should think.

Zhao Xiaoqian had not thought about that kind of hot-blooded and immature idea of ​​not fearing to make enemies with the whole world since he graduated from junior high school in his previous life. He only felt ashamed when he recalled those years.

I've broken the law of heaven. Why should everyone in the world go through so much trouble to come and beat me up?

Zhang Dun left angrily. Facts have proved that it is not easy to make friends regardless of age difference. The generation gap between them is not only in age, but also in thoughts.

Zhao Xiaoqian escorted him out of the palace and watched Zhang Dun get on the carriage without saying a word.

Although he was angry, Zhang Dun did not forget to take away a pound of tea. This shows that he is worthy of being the prime minister and can clearly distinguish between interests and emotions.

After watching Zhang Dun's carriage leave, Zhao Xiaoqian was about to turn around when he found Zhao Hao standing quietly behind him, also watching Zhang Dun's carriage leave.

However, Zhao Hao stared at the carriage with a rather deep look in his eyes, and his pair of small green eyes narrowed, seeming a bit sinister, which was completely different from the image of his father who was honest and ridiculous in Zhao Xiaoqian's impression.

As if sensing his son's inquiring gaze, Zhao Hao came to his senses and immediately revealed a simple smile.

"Mr. Zhang has left?" Zhao Hao said with a smile.

"He didn't leave. He just fell into our manure pit and choked to death. That carriage was going back to the Zhang family to announce the death." Zhao Xiaoqian said without thinking.

Zhao Hao was startled, and the fat on his face trembled three times: "What's going on?"

Zhao Xiaoqian glanced at him and said, "If you have nothing to say, you can remain silent, but don't talk nonsense, otherwise I'm afraid your father will not be able to bear the stimulation."

Only then did Zhao Hao realize that Zhao Xiaoqian was trying to scare him. After his fat body felt relieved, it suddenly went limp and tears came out of his eyes out of fear.

"...You boy, you scared me to death!" Zhao Hao wiped away his tears quietly.

Annoyed, anxious and furious, Zhao Hao raised his hand and wanted to give Zhao Xiaoqian a big choke.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, he put it down.

I can't bear to let him go. He is the only descendant of the King of Chu, and he is very promising and will bring honor to the family. What if he is hurt or injured?
Wiping away his tears vigorously, Zhao Hao pointed at him and scolded him with a smile: "...naughty!"

After calming down, Zhao Hao narrowed his eyes again.

"Are you here to surrender today, Mr. Zhang?" Zhao Hao said with a smile.

Zhao Xiaoqian looked at him in surprise: "How did father know?"

Zhao Hao chuckled, "Do you think I just eat, drink, and have fun every day without asking about anything? I've heard about Zhou Zhi's affairs a long time ago. Calculating the time, it's time for Zhang Dun to surrender."

Zhao Xiaoqian was increasingly surprised: "Why did my father predict that he would surrender?"

Zhao Hao snorted coldly, "I've inquired and found out that Zhou Zhi was personally promoted by Zhang Dun. With this incident, and the emperor intending to investigate further, how could Zhang Dun not be afraid? If he still refuses to yield, his position as prime minister will be in vain."

"A mere Zhou Zhi, even if he promoted him personally, wouldn't seem to have any influence on Zhang Dun's position as prime minister, right?"

Zhao Hao sneered, "One incident may not have any impact, but it will shake the emperor's trust in him. What if a second or third incident occurs in the future? Many conflicts are caused by the accumulation of small things, and water dripping wears away a stone."

Then Zhao Hao looked at him and said, "Besides, you are no longer the former Crown Prince of Chu, but an important figure in the Privy Council. Your influence in the court is becoming more and more important. If Zhang Dun is not a fool, he would not make an enemy of you."

"Whether it's promoting reforms or expanding the New Party's influence, you are now an existence that Zhang Dun cannot avoid. Considering the pros and cons and the situation, Zhang Dun has no choice but to befriend you. Otherwise, his position as prime minister will be difficult, and he may even be liquidated in the future."

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned and murmured, "I am so important?"

Zhao Hao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You are more important than you think. Now when you stand in the court and say a word, everyone, including Zhang Dun, has to hold their breath and listen. Qian'er, this is called 'power'." Zhao Xiaoqian was silent for a long time, his expression changing, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Zhao Hao was about to pat his shoulder and warn him as a father to stay calm, but Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly curled up his lips into an evil smile.

"If I go out and snatch a woman off the street right now, I guess reporting her to the police wouldn't be any use, right?" Zhao Xiaoqian, lost in his own world, let out a villainous laugh. "...She could scream at the top of her lungs, but no one would pay any attention."

"Hehehe, broken throat, broken throat..."

Zhao Hao was stunned: "......"

I'm telling you something serious, but you're thinking about this?
...However, I really appreciate my son's way of thinking.

The sunny young man in front of me has finally grown into the same kind of guy as me.

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When everyone was staring at Zhao Xiaoqian's official position as the secretary of the Privy Council, Zhao Xiaoqian actually knew best that this position was secondary.

The focus is on another official position, "Zhi Zhending Prefecture".

Yes, Zhao Xiaoqian had a premonition that the official position he was really going to take up was the prefect of Zhending.

The Privy Council only holds a position. Zhao Xiaoqian's existence does not affect the court situation, nor will it break the balance of power in the court.

What Zhao Xu was thinking about most were the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

This is the fundamental interest that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty really cares about.

Interestingly, almost no one paid attention to Zhao Xiaoqian's official position.

Of course, no one dares to think about it in this way.

No one could have imagined that the officials of the Song Dynasty would suddenly become so powerful that they would actually set their sights on the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

The position of prefect of Zhending was Zhao Xu's preparation for taking back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun in the future.

Returning to his own yard, Zhao Xiaoqian walked into the house with ease.

Jiang Miaoxian and Yuan'er were not there. Di Ying was sitting cross-legged on the bed embroidering. Her toes, covered only with snow-white silk stockings, curled up and opened from time to time, looking very cute.

Caught off guard, Di Ying screamed and found herself picked up by Zhao Xiaoqian, with her whole body suspended in his arms.

Di Ying was embarrassed and anxious, and kept struggling: "Sir, it's broad daylight..."

Zhao Xiaoqian chuckled wickedly: "You can't slack off during the day. Madam, hurry up and give me a big fat son. Our family may not have an heir to the throne, but we do have a title to inherit."

After a long and chaotic battle of wits and courage, Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly stopped moving.

"You..." Zhao Xiaoqian looked at her with a disappointed look on his face.

Di Ying gave him a fierce look and broke free from his arms.

"You're so impatient! I didn't even have time to tell you. It won't work today! That... is coming."

Zhao Xiaoqian said sternly, "Madam, you have worked hard. You and I will meet again in five days. The next time we meet, it will be like a new marriage. The thunder and lightning have aroused the fire of the earth. Madam, take good care of yourself and rest. Goodbye!"

He just turned around and left, saying that if this one doesn't work, there's that one. There are so many wives at home, so he is so willful.

Just as he took a step, he was grabbed by Di Ying, who glared at him unkindly.

"Is what you said a human being? I don't care, you stay with me and don't look for anyone else!"

Zhao Xiaoqian had no choice but to sit down. Okay, there was indeed a little bit of shit just now. His wife was having her period, and a man should do something.

"Madam...drink more hot water." Zhao Xiaoqian said dryly with concern.

Fortunately, Di Ying was not a time traveler and did not know the lethality of this sentence to women. She just gave him a coquettish look.

"My dear, you and I have been married for more than half a year, but I still haven't gotten pregnant. Is that right..." Di Ying was embroidering absentmindedly, with worry on her face.

Zhao Xiaoqian glanced at her and said, "Can you please speak some human language? We've been married for over six months, and I was fighting in Western Xia for half that time. If you get pregnant, it'll be a serious matter. You'll be thrown into a pig cage."

(End of this chapter)