The prince is more stable

Chapter 520 Things are different now
Zhao Xiaoqian dared to swear on his father Zhao Hao's prostate that he had never visited a prostitute in his life.

Some people can't help but ask, what do you think of Jiang Miaoxian and Niao Niao, the two most popular prostitutes in the brothel? Not only did you have sex with them, you also married them and brought them home to have sex with them every day...

The person who said this obviously has no social experience.

Can you order prostitution without paying?

Prostitution is charged by the number of times! When did Zhao Xiaoqian pay?
Of course, giving pocket money to a bride does not count.

When facing Zhao Xiaoqian, Zhang Dun was too lazy to play double-faced with him. He was not worthy of him!

"Whether this list is true or false, I will tell you after I verify it," Zhang Dun slowly put the list into his arms.

Zhao Hao and his son smiled.

Now it is certain that Zhang Dun has completely stood on their side.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, this is an eternal truth.

The list is real, and the crimes of Han Wei and others are also real. Zhao Xiaoqian is not afraid of his verification. Once confirmed, Zhang Dun will get hold of the handle of these old party members on the list and will kill them at all costs.

As for the behind-the-scenes dignitaries and half of the New Party on the list, Zhang Dun probably won't take action against them out of selfish motives. But it doesn't matter, Zhao Xiaoqian has other ways.

Things are different now. Unknowingly, Zhao Xiaoqian has established a firm foothold in the court and has enough weight to fight against those forces that are against him.

His divine favor, his prestige, and his status are all his weapons in struggle.

"If it's true, Zhao Zian, I can do my best to help you with this matter..." Zhang Dun said lightly.

"'A little effort' isn't enough, Mr. Zhang. You must give it your all, determined to die if you can't. It would be best if you swear a solemn oath before me that if you can't save me, you'll be buried with me. We'll share a tomb, my chamber next to yours, and we'll be neighbors for eternity."

Zhang Dun was furious again and was about to lose his temper when he saw Zhao Hao touching his son with an embarrassed look on his face.

"This won't work..." Zhao Hao said hesitantly.

"What?"

"We are relatives. After death, we will be buried in the imperial mausoleum to accompany the late Emperor Yingzong. Mr. Zhang... cannot be buried there."

Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly realized.

Useless knowledge was inexplicably stuffed into my brain again...

"Enough!" Zhang Dun couldn't help but shout angrily.

This time, without hesitation, he got up and left.

"Zhao Zian, I'll remember your story, but after this, we should try not to see each other again."

Zhao Xiaoqian said sincerely: "Mr. Zhang, I am the secretary of the Privy Council. I see you everywhere. What you said is not very realistic..."

Zhang Dun turned a deaf ear, quickened his pace, and fled out of Yin'an Hall like a released hostage.

The Zhao family father and son had no time to see him off and he quickly disappeared in the front yard.

The father and son had no choice but to sit down sadly, looking reluctant.

"Mr. Zhang is a good man!" Zhao Xiaoqian was the first to make the comment.

Zhao Hao also nodded, deeply agreeing: "He is indeed a good man, selfless and public-spirited. The Song Dynasty is fortunate to have such a wise minister. The emperor and his ministers are fortunate, the people are fortunate, and the whole world is fortunate!"

"What a flattery! Father, please take note of this and remember it in the future. We cannot say this in private. It would be a waste. Next time you meet Minister Zhang, say it to his face." Zhao Xiaoqian reminded.

"My son is right." Zhao Hao looked pleased. His son had grown up and his emotional intelligence was terrifyingly high.

Zhao Xiaoqian suppressed his smile and sighed, "Those powerful people behind the scenes, Mr. Zhang will help us solve half of the problems, but the remaining half is also a problem..."

Zhao Hao smiled nonchalantly, "Since we've divided them and attacked them separately, the remaining half won't be a big deal."

"Is Father so sure?" Zhao Xiaoqian looked at him with interest. "By now, Father, I'm sure it's time to expose that shameful, sneaky force under your command, right?"

Zhao Hao said unhappily, "What's so shameful about this? What's so sneaky about this? This old man... is just a little mysterious."

After a pause, Zhao Hao continued, "It's not the right time now. If you don't do it carefully, you will lose your virginity. Qian'er, wait until you are more mature."

Zhao Xiaoqian sighed, "You haven't told me this at this time, Father. You are not young anymore. I am very worried about your secrets and inheritance. I am worried that you will take me into your coffin one day..."

Zhao Hao's heart suddenly felt blocked, and then he took a deep breath.

Dear, dear...

Just this one, just this one...

After calming himself down like a hypnotist, Zhao Hao said helplessly, "Let's not talk about this anymore. The remaining troubles are easy to solve. Qian'er, you haven't been back to Bianjing for a long time. You may not know that your position in the Bianjing government is now very important. No one dares to underestimate you."

"It's undeniable that you did cause trouble in Zhending Prefecture, but it won't be easy for those powerful people behind the scenes to bring you down. The right and wrong of the matter isn't important. What's important is the direction of public opinion, the balance of interests between the monarch and his ministers, and the emotional leanings of the court and the people."

Zhao Hao spoke with a confident smile. "It might be easy to overthrow a prince of Chu, but it's not so easy to overthrow a hero who changed the fate of the Song Dynasty and is admired by the world." "Whether it's the will of the people or the pros and cons, your existence is a mountain. If they want to overthrow you, they must first weigh their own weight."

"Qian'er, you're worried about this, but believe me, those powerful people behind the scenes are even more anxious. They're under much more pressure than you are. The people they want to bring down are heroes and meritorious officials of the Song Dynasty, respected by the government and admired by the people..."

"What's more, you have the full support of several ministers in the court. Qian'er, think about it, the forces behind you are actually much greater than theirs. So, you don't need to worry about this matter. They are the ones who should be worried."

Looking at the shrewd Zhao Hao at this moment, Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly felt that he was so unfamiliar.

Which one is the real him: the cynical old playboy on weekdays or the cunning old fox now?

Is the mental state of such a divided person really normal?

"I've learned your teachings, father. I'm no longer worried," Zhao Xiaoqian said with a smile. "I got into trouble in Zhending Prefecture and even arranged my funeral. I thought I wouldn't survive this trip back to the capital, but unexpectedly, things took a turn and I realized it wasn't that serious."

Zhao Hao glanced at him and said, "It's not serious, but if you think it's easy, you're probably courting death again."

"Well, kid, you better continue to be worried."

Zhao Hao said calmly, "Since you returned to the capital, the situation has actually been slowly changing. If nothing unexpected happens, the news of the murder of the offending official will be reported back to Bianjing tomorrow. This is unavoidable. Fortunately, you returned early and were well prepared. Otherwise, the outcome would be hard to predict."

Zhao Xiaoqian recalled the messenger who had brought the news and was killed by Chen Shou without hesitation on the way back to Beijing the day before.

It is difficult to say whether it was right or wrong, but Chen Shou's decision was correct. Killing the messenger did help Zhao Xiaoqian buy enough time to respond.

Zhao Hao continued, "There are two strategies for now: one is to 'make good use of public opinion,' and the other is to 'take the initiative.'"

"Before the news spreads, you should attend the court meeting tomorrow morning and catch them off guard. The bad guy comes first to complain!" Zhao Hao said viciously.

Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't help but say, "Father's words..."

"What's wrong? Zhao Banque thinks it's inappropriate?" Zhao Hao looked at him sinisterly.

"Flawless."

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There is no good or evil in court struggles. In order to defeat political enemies, any dirty and despicable means can be used.

Zhao Xiaoqian was not a pedantic person, nor was he a moral gentleman. He deeply agreed with Zhao Hao's two sinister plans and immediately hit it off with him. After the father and son agreed, they laughed together like crazy villains, "jiejiejie"...

As evening approached, the servants in the palace had just brought out the wine and food, but Zhao Xiaoqian shook his head and went out.

Zhao Xiaoqian had not been back to Bian Jing for a long time and wanted to see his old friends.

I've been so busy dealing with my own problems these past two days that I haven't had time to see my friends. Now that everything is ready, it's time to meet up with my friends.

Accompanied by Chen Shou and dozens of other imperial guards, the guards disguised themselves as civilians, while Zhao Xiaoqian was dressed like a rich young man, with a handsome face, eyes like stars, and a romantic and unrestrained demeanor.

The group arrived at Zhouqiao in a low-key manner. Zhao Xiaoqian got off the carriage and walked to a rather simple but decent house on the bank of the Bian River with ease.

Zhao Xiaoqian stopped at the door and walked forward and knocked on the doorknob gently several times.

Not long after, the door opened a little, and an elderly woman trembled and revealed her weathered face. The old woman was about sixty years old, but the weathered look on her face looked as if she were already an octogenarian. It was obvious that the vicissitudes of life had never spared her over the years.

The old woman's eyes were empty, with most of her eyeballs rolled back. Although she was looking outside the door, her hands were still groping for the door frame. It was obvious that she was blind.

"Who's at the door?" asked the old woman.

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and walked forward and bowed respectfully, regardless of whether the old woman could see it or not.

"Junior Zhao Xiaoqian, I'm here to meet you, old lady. I haven't seen you for over six months. Is your health okay?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and said without hesitation: "Oh! It's His Royal Highness the Prince. I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it! Your Highness, please come in quickly. Please forgive my neglect..."

As she spoke, the old woman happily made way and invited Zhao Xiaoqian into the house.

Zhao Xiaoqian walked into the door with two boxes of gifts in his hands. Inside were precious medicinal materials such as aged ginseng and ganoderma lucidum. The bottom of the gift boxes were covered with two layers of golden leaves, making the two gift boxes look heavy.

That’s right, this is the home of an old friend, whose name is “Zhang Xiaoyi”.

Looking back, it seemed that Zhao Xiaoqian had not seen Zhang Xiaoyi for a long time. When he was ordered to take up his post in Zhending Prefecture, Zhao Xiaoqian had the idea of ​​taking Zhang Xiaoyi with him.

After all, he needed a trusted subordinate to help him do things. Zhang Xiaoyi also expressed his intention to follow him, but Zhao Xiaoqian thought about it and refused.

How can a filial son abandon his blind mother at home and travel far away when he has to take care of her?
A true friend should always think from the other person's perspective. Others don't owe you anything, so how can you have the nerve to make embarrassing requests?

Walking into the house, Zhao Xiaoqian looked around.

This is the new home of Zhang Xiaoyi and his mother. It was originally bought and given to him by Zhao Xiaoqian.

Zhang Xiaoyi is good in every way except that he is too loyal. He has to take care of a group of poor brothers who are struggling to make ends meet. So even though he has saved a lot, he still lives as if he has suffered a disaster.

Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't stand it anymore and knew that this guy couldn't save any money at all, so he simply paid for a small old house for the mother and son. Although it was a bit simple, it was much better than the shabby house in the alley that looked like a pigeon cage.

(End of this chapter)