HLnovel Chapter 110 Party Group
Chapter 110 Party Group
Chapter 110 Party Group
That night, Liu Xie came back from outside the palace. His face was tense and his eyes were filled with both anxiety and excitement.
Huangfu Song walked behind him, expressionless and with a cold temperament, and told everyone not to approach.
Liu Xie wanted to turn around and ask several times, but he held himself back.
It was not until they passed the Jiade Hall that Liu Xie glanced at the Shangshu Terrace, which was just a stone's throw away, that he raised his head and turned to Huangfu Song and asked, "Grand Marshal, can you really train 200,000 soldiers?"
Huangfu Song bowed slightly and said, "This is the order of your majesty."
"I'm asking, can you really do it?" Liu Xie asked again, looking expectant and nervous. Although he was under house arrest in the palace, he knew the current situation of the Han treasury very well.
How much money and food would be needed for an army of 200,000?
He had read the summer tax memorial yesterday, and it was no more than 300 million at most. The court's tax revenue for the whole year would not exceed 800 million. With an army of 200,000, it was not even enough to cover the expenses for three months!
Huangfu Song remained silent.
Liu Xie pursed his lips and said, "I am sorry for talking too much. Grand Marshal, can you keep this a secret for me?"
Huangfu Song looked at Liu Xie, who was innocent yet mature beyond his age, and said nothing.
Liu Xie waited for a while, and seeing that Huangfu Song didn't say anything, he turned around and walked back.
Huangfu Song watched him leave, paused for a moment, and walked towards the Grand Marshal's Mansion.
At this time, a eunuch came forward and raised his hand and said, "I greet the Grand Marshal."
"Is there something?" Huangfu Song looked at Xu Yan and asked.
Xu Yan was a eunuch in the palace with a lot of experience. Compared with Zhang Rang and others who abused their power and disrupted the country, Xu Yan did not fight or compete, was able to distinguish right from wrong, and had a very good reputation.
Xu Yan had no beard, and his face was gentle and scholarly. He handed over a few memorials and said, "Grand Marshal, please take a look at this."
Huangfu Song took it and read the first one. He glanced at the others and returned them to Xu Yan, saying, "Don't bother with them."
Xu Yan was startled and said quickly: "Grand Marshal, these are all from various counties... In addition to the governor, there are more than 20 people..."
"I understand." Huangfu Song didn't say much and went straight into the Grand Marshal's Mansion.
Xu Yan saw his back with a puzzled look.
More than 20 people impeached Lu Zhi, Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao and others, not only local people but also many in the court. Can we just "ignore them" like that?
Immediately, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly chased after him, saying, "Grand Marshal, Envoy Lu sent a letter. I left it on your desk."
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at night.
Yang Biao looked at Yuan Wei's three memorials, pen in hand, racking his brains for the wording.
He was the prime minister, and this memorial would surely attract the attention of the whole world. He needed to agree with Liu Bian while not displeased the scholars of the world.
Wang Lang sat opposite him, his face calm and composed, holding a book in his hand, reading quietly.
Yang Biao wrote for a long time, then put down his pen and said, "Mr. Wang, can you give me some advice?"
Wang Lang said without turning his head, "You want to have the best of both worlds, but it's not that easy."
Yang Biao had a headache, rubbed his face with a wry smile, and said, "What do you mean by having the best of both worlds? I just want to not offend anyone."
Wang Lang ignored him and continued reading.
Yang Biao put down his hand and sighed, "Tell me, can Tang Mao become a general? How long do we have to wait?"
Wang Lang shifted his gaze to his face, and with a hint of curiosity, he asked, "You really don't have any ambitions at all?"
Yang Biao was stunned by this question. He blinked and was speechless for a while.
Wang Lang could never see through Yang Biao and always felt that this guy was deliberately hiding his abilities. However, he hid his abilities too deeply and even at this moment, he still refused to reveal anything.
"Owner."
As the two looked at each other, a light appeared outside the door and the servant called out softly.
Yang Biao stood up with the help of crutches and opened the door.
The servant stepped forward and whispered, "Master, the prince is here."
Yang Biao was startled and asked, "Master Prince?"
Zishi is the courtesy name of Wang Yun.
Wang Lang came over with a curious look on his face.
Although Wang Yun was promoted repeatedly, he still did not have enough influence in the court and the country. He gave people the impression that he was taciturn, had no friends or cliques, and rarely interacted with court officials.
Yang Biao and Wang Lang looked at each other, and then said, "Please come in!"
Yang Biao walked towards the front hall with his crutches and said, "I'll be back later, Mr. Wang, to help me polish my memorial."
Wang Lang didn't care about this, but was somewhat curious about Wang Yun's purpose of coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion late at night.
The living room of Yang Mansion.
Yang Biao put down his crutches with difficulty, shaking the flesh on his fat face, and said, "Master Zi, please don't come here."
Although Wang Yun was a loner, he often visited the residences of He Jin, the Yuan family and others.
Wang Yun saw that Yang Biao was being polite and trying to give him advice, but he remained calm and handed over an official document, saying, "Prime Minister, I am here to report something important."
Yang Biao blinked, took it with a puzzled look, and opened it. It turned out to be a memorial in which Liu Dai impeached Lu Zhi, Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao and others.
As a member of the royal family, Liu Dai fled from Yanzhou to Luoyang. After many twists and turns, he just took office as the Minister of Agriculture.
After Yang Biao finished reading it, he looked up and stared at Wang Yun in a daze, and asked, "What does Master Zi mean?"
Wang Yun raised his hand and said, "Prime Minister, Your Majesty was besieged in Shangdang. Lu Zhi failed to lead the army effectively and stayed in Taiyuan instead of advancing. He is guilty of a serious crime. Cao Cao was defeated and should be punished. As for Dong Zhuo, I think he should not be allowed to stay any longer. Your Majesty has not yet returned to the capital, so the Prime Minister needs to make a decision."
"You don't know yet that His Majesty has returned to the capital..."
Yang Biao sighed inwardly, this Wang Yun would really cause him trouble.
Wang Yun's eyes were calm, but he was staring at Yang Biao sharply.
He wanted to expose the shameful side of these people and let Liu Bian see it clearly when no one knew that Liu Bian had quietly returned to the capital!
Yang Biao put on a dignified look on his plump face, pretending to be thoughtful and said: "Master Zi, what do you think we should do?"
Wang Yun said: "Of course I will ask His Majesty to bring these three people to the capital to be tried for their crimes!"
Yang Biao was still pretending to think, and after a while, he said, "Okay. I will present this memorial to Your Majesty in person."
Wang Yun was stunned and stared at Yang Biao. When did he become so easy to talk to?
Yang Biao put away the memorial and said, "Master Zi, I think that after the court system was restructured, many redundant officials were left behind. They are causing trouble all day long and wasting the national treasury. I want to reduce the number of officials. What do you think?"
Wang Yun became even more suspicious. Has Yang Biao started to do anything?
This is not good news for him!
Seeing Wang Yun remained silent, Yang Biao blinked his eyes and said more directly: "I plan to dismiss many redundant officials such as the Three Dukes' Office, the Nine Ministers, the Sili, and the Yin of Henan."
The Three Dukes' Offices were abolished, the Nine Ministers were reduced, and many redundant officials were created.
Wang Yun saw that Yang Biao spoke so frankly, and his doubts were slightly reduced. He asked, "What does the Prime Minister mean?"
Yang Biao said solemnly, "Dong Zhuo is not here, I want you to write a petition with me and ask for your Majesty's approval, and let the Secretariat be responsible for the dismissal."
As Yang Biao spoke, his hand inadvertently placed on the memorial that Wang Yun handed to him.
Wang Yun noticed it, but remained calm and asked, "Is it the Shangshutai who is responsible for the layoffs?"
Although cutting the number of officials will offend people, if done well, it is also a good opportunity to establish authority and win the hearts of the people!
"Of course." Yang Biao said, his eyes never leaving Wang Yun's face.
Wang Yun glanced at the memorial submitted by Yang Biao, and after a moment, he nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
Yang Biao's fat face was solemn and he raised his hand towards the door.
The servant came in with pen and ink and placed them on the small table.
Wang Yun and Yang Biao looked at each other, feeling doubtful and suspicious, and always felt that Yang Biao was a little abnormal today.
"If we sign it together, I won't be afraid that he will plot against me."
Wang Yun thought about it, picked up the pen, thought about it for a while, wrote more than a hundred words, and suddenly stopped writing, saying: "Prime Minister, it is not appropriate for me to write the rest, please stop writing."
Yang Biao took it without hesitation, looked at it, picked up the pen, wrote more than 200 words, signed his name, and pushed it to Wang Yun, saying: "Master Zi."
Wang Yun read it carefully from beginning to end, but did not find any trap. He looked up and examined Yang Biao for a moment, picked up the pen, and signed his name.
Seeing this, Yang Biao was overjoyed. He took it without making a sound and put it beside him. He said, "Master Zi, I think that the Imperial Guards and the Yulin Army are not enough to protect the capital. I want to ask Your Majesty to expand the Yulin Army and the Imperial Guards. What do you think?"
Wang Yun had achieved his goal and wanted to leave, so he said casually, "I agree."
Yang Biao immediately said, "Then, shall we sign together?"
"Okay." Wang Yun did not hesitate. There was no trick to expand the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards.
Yang Biao picked up the pen and wrote more than 200 words. After signing his name, he pushed it to Wang Yun.
Wang Yun glanced at it and picked up his pen to sign.
When Yang Biao saw the words "Wang Yun" written on the paper, he was secretly excited. Should he let Wang Yun sign the last line as well?
After Wang Yun finished writing, although he didn't notice anything, he still felt uneasy. He raised his hand and said, "Prime Minister, what do you think about the expenditure of money and grain?"
'never mind. '
Yang Biao was worried that if he continued to let Wang Yun sign his name, it would be exposed, so he said calmly, "This matter still needs to be discussed by the Shangshutai."
Wang Yun saw Yang Biao trying to shirk his responsibility, so he paused, raised his hand and said, "Since that's the case, I'll take my leave."
Yang Biao smiled and watched Wang Yun walk out.
As soon as Wang Yun left, Yang Biao excitedly flipped through the two memorials signed by Wang Yun, and said with great joy: "Great, great..."
With Wang Yun's signature, the reduction of officials became the responsibility of the Secretariat, and it was not the fault of Prime Minister Yang Biao alone!
"I think this prince probably knows that His Majesty has returned to the capital." Wang Lang came in from the side door and said.
Yang Biao was stunned and said, "Your Majesty has already looked for him? Impossible, Your Majesty will not bypass me to see Wang Yun."
Wang Lang said, "He probably hasn't seen it, but Wang Yun must have known that Your Majesty had returned to the capital, otherwise he wouldn't have sent this memorial so late at night. He could have sent it to Shangdang County on his own."
Yang Jia suddenly realized and turned to look outside the door. It was pitch black and his face was filled with anger. He asked, "Are you saying that Wang Yun came here on purpose to harm me?"
Wang Lang had already picked up Liu Dai's memorial, read it through, and shook his head, saying, "It seems that this prince has quietly won over quite a few people."
Yang Biao was furious about Wang Yun's framing him. He did not hide his anger and said with a gloomy face, "What should I do?"
In the past, only Liu Bian was intent on defrauding him, but now, Wang Yun even dared to set a trap for him!
Wang Lang sat in Wang Yun's seat, looked at Yang Biao seriously, and said, "Wang Yun, I'm afraid you have some thoughts."
Yang Biao snorted coldly and said, "Thoughts? What thoughts? Could it be that he still wants to be the prime minister?"
As soon as Yang Biao finished speaking, his expression froze, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Lang in astonishment.
Wang Lang leisurely poured himself a cup of tea without answering.
Dong Zhuo had lost his military power and was completely at the mercy of others. Why would Wang Yun rush to the Prime Minister's residence so late at night?
Trying so hard to get rid of Dong Zhuo may have done so for the sake of the country, but he certainly also had his own agenda!
What other purpose could Wang Yun have? Above him, there was only one prime minister—Yang Biao!
Yang Biao took a while to come back to his senses, and said in disbelief: "How long has it been since he was promoted from Shangshu to Assistant Prime Minister? Isn't he too impatient?"