Volume 1 Chapter 19: Waist Support
Hearing this way of suppressing the rebellion, even though Zhao Jiu had been mentally prepared, he was speechless for a moment, and he didn't even know how to ask next.
"How were the rebels dealt with?" Yuwen Xuzhong was quick to see the opportunity and interrupted to ask.
"In reply to Master Yuwen, I was anxious to return to report to the emperor, so I did not dare to deal with it lightly. I only ordered the central army to temporarily surround the Baichi Town..."
Zhao Ding, with mud stains clearly visible on his body, couldn't help but snort coldly.
"Have you asked clearly why they wanted to shoot the censor sent by the court?" Only then did Zhao Jiu come to his senses.
"I am ashamed."
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Han Shizhong, who spoke with a Guanxi accent, was full of energy when talking to Yuwen Xuzhong, just like Han Wu Taiwei in person, but he always felt a little bit petty when talking to Zhao Jiu, not as generous as Madam Liang just talked. "After asking around, it seems that there was a rumor that the captured items in the army should be handed over to the imperial court, and these thieves didn't understand the righteousness and were reluctant to do so, so they came with anger; then, when they arrived at Wanshou County as the vanguard, the city would not allow them to enter, nor did they give them cattle and wine, but only let them settle in Baichi Town, and Baichi Town was emptied by the county long ago, which made them angry again... But in the end, it was because most of these people were surrendered from the rebel army, and they had rebelled once, so they were used to being thieves."
Zhao Jiu nodded repeatedly. This was much more reasonable, and many people in the hall felt relieved.
Only after understanding the reason did Emperor Zhao change his mind . He wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the people in Jingou Town and talk about the issue of military discipline, but he knew in his heart that there were some things that could not be done in this day and age, so he forced himself to swallow it.
Han Shizhong looked up and secretly saw Zhao Jiu was about to speak but stopped, his face was not very good, but he misunderstood, and quickly took the initiative to express his loyalty: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I know that the roads here are blocked and there is no income. Even the gold powder on the Taoist and Buddha has been scraped off. The civil and military officials and the right army... those thieves have not received salaries and rewards for several months. The spoils of this time should be taken out to help the emperor share his worries! I will not be reluctant at all."
"It's not about this!" Zhao Jiu waved his hands repeatedly.
"Is the emperor worried about how to deal with those rebels?" After all, Zhao Ding was the first one who couldn't stand it anymore. "General Han, let me ask you, your troops killed the imperial censors right beside the emperor, forcing the emperor to come to you almost alone. If this matter cannot be dealt with thoroughly, what is the national system?"
"Officials!"
The matter was of great importance, and Han Shizhong dared not avoid it. He could only bow his head and beg for mercy, regardless of the armor on his body. "This matter is at most just a few officers who are greedy for money and are arrogant. I will check it out in the next few days and never let anyone slip away. But there are only 2,000 soldiers in front. How can we easily treat them as rebels at this time? It will cause chaos."
Zhao Ding was indignant and stood up to formally impeach, but Zhao Jiu raised his hand to stop him... At what time was it? Didn't he just say that we should realize that this is a chaotic world? Why did he get so excited when things got a little bit safer?
Of course, Zhao Ding himself experienced it personally, and there were reasons for it, so it’s not easy to blame him.
"I trust Han Qing in this matter. Han Qing is the commander of the army. He can handle it within his own army, but he must give an explanation to the frightened civil and military officials." Zhao Jiu spoke out the method of handling that he had thought of a long time ago, which was probably the most helpless but the only feasible method.
Han Shizhong was so grateful that he burst into tears and swore repeatedly.
However, at this moment, Yang Yizhong, who had been relaxing, suddenly caught a glimpse of a scene from the corner of his eye... It was the Chief Censor Zhang Jun, who had been silent just now, who suddenly pulled the dirty green robe of his best friend and subordinate, the Palace Attendant Censor Zhao Ding, from behind!
In response to this, Yang Yizhong quickly looked at his nose and pretended not to see it.
Zhao Ding understood, but he spoke again angrily: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I don't accept it! If you say that there are too many rebel soldiers there and it is difficult to deal with them, and the situation is difficult, then I have nothing to say! But there is only one General Han in front of him! As the commander of an army, how can he not deal with his subordinates who have done such a thing? And if he doesn't deal with it, will these military leaders still have the dignity and system of the court in their eyes in the future?!"
Han Shizhong immediately glared at Zhao Ding.
In fact, Han Taiwei was stunned by the shouting of the emperor Zhao in the street today, and he naturally obeyed the emperor's authority, so how could he be afraid of the censor? If he was really afraid of the censor, he would still throw it at Han Wu? Even if he hurriedly suppressed the rebellion this time, it was also suppressed by the emperor Zhao. Could it be that he was venting his anger on this old man?
However, Han Shizhong was glaring in his own military inn, but Zhao Ding was not afraid . He didn't even look at him and made a formal impeachment to Zhao Jiu who was sitting at the end of the table: "I, the Imperial Censor Zhao Ding, impeach Han Shizhong, the commander of the left army of the imperial camp and the commander of the Dingguo army, for his poor military management and corruption, which has put the country in danger of collapse... Please remove him from all his positions and find a good minister to replace him!"
Han Shizhong became even more furious. If Zhao Jiu hadn't been in front of him, he would have straightened up and dragged this censor who had escaped to the backyard toilet to be done with him... It took Han Shizhong twenty years to get to the position of military commander. Was it easy? And you opened your mouth to impeach him?
However, Han Wu was full of drama in his mind. When he turned around and saw Emperor Zhao standing in a daze and keeping silent, he became extremely anxious. He did not dare to throw a tantrum, but just bowed his head and begged for mercy again.
When Zhao Jiu saw this scene, he turned around and looked around the hall. He saw the embarrassment of the civil officials, the panic of Han Shizhong, the officers and soldiers of the Han family in the inn, and even Mrs. Liang who was hiding at the side of the hall, all of them had worried expressions... but he held his waist and laughed silently.
The laughter was not loud, but as soon as it started, Han Shizhong dared not utter another word, and Zhao Ding also stood in silence. The hall suddenly became silent, waiting for the official to make a decision.
"What Censor Zhao said makes sense." After Zhao Jiu finished laughing, his expression did not change, and he continued to smile. "The more the country is ruined and the weaker the central government is, the more we need to pay attention to the system, otherwise it will be a way to disaster... Han Qing, I have to wrong you today!"
Han Shizhong, who was bowing his head, felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife when he heard this. He even cried out, "Since your Majesty has said so, I dare not complain!"
"That's good." Zhao Jiu said slowly. "Han Shizhong didn't control his subordinates strictly. His subordinates killed the censors and disturbed the imperial court... He was dismissed as the imperial envoy and appointed as the commander of the left army of the imperial camp. He will be the acting commander and will still temporarily lead the left army of the imperial camp."
Hearing this, the others watched from the other side, and most of them had expected it, but Han Shizhong, the person involved, was half happy and half worried... Of course, he was happy because the government knew his ability and did not let him lose his military power. The commander real man fights in the army to get a title of nobility and be honored in front of others. After working hard to suppress bandits for half a year, he finally got the title of Chengxuanshi, but he lost it. It took only half a month for Han Wu to become Han Taiwei and he became Han Wu again! How much effort will it take to become Han Taiwei again in the future?
Of course, in addition to this, he was also a little annoyed, but he was annoyed at the elderly Censor Zhao and the young Chief Censor who was sitting beside him and pointing and making small movements... Han Shizhong was the bravest of the three armies, and was especially good at archery. His eagle eyes did not dare to look at anything except the officials, so how could he not see everything in the lobby of the inn?
But no matter what, back to the present, after hearing the decision, Han Shizhong bowed his head to express his gratitude. All the civil and military officials in the room, including Mrs. Liang who had retreated to the corner a long time ago, breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, when everyone thought that the rebellion was over, our Emperor Zhao suddenly spoke again: "I am timid, that head is really scary, I have never dared to go over, Han Qing, please come forward!"
Han Shizhong didn't understand what was going on, but he still took two big steps forward and hurriedly bowed his head again in front of the emperor.
"Liangchen, stand up straight and raise your head." Zhao Jiu stretched out his hand to support the other party and said.
Han Shizhong still didn't understand, but he stood up and raised his head. However, he didn't dare to look at the young official in front of him. He just stared at the stairs to the second floor in front of him in a daze.
At this point, under the firelight, Zhao Jiu, who was sitting still, finally saw the other person's delicate features clearly... How should I put it? Other things were fine, but at a glance, I just felt that this person's skeleton was really prominent, and in the history books, he must be praised as having a strong character, and then there was a pair of eyes that were as fast as lightning, looking like an eagle, which was amazing.
"Good minister." Zhao Jiu looked at the people in the room for a while, then sighed and said something from the bottom of his heart. "Don't bend down when you see me in the future... because I can stand up straight, and it has always been Han Qing who has supported me."
When he said this, everyone in the room was stunned. The official took out the jade belt that he had untied at some point, and then tied it on Han Shizhong with his own hands right there in front of everyone, even though Han Shizhong had no idea how to react.
Han Shizhong came back from killing someone without removing his armor. There was a sticky blood stain on his waist, which looked black and brown under the light and shadow, and smelled fishy. The jade belt worn by the official was naturally a standard treasure that had been stored in the Nanjing (Shangqiu) Palace for a long time. It was hastily put on this time, but it was shining brightly but was instantly stained with blood.
Seeing this, Han Shizhong, who had been looking down, came to his senses and was in a panic. He could only quickly pinch the other person with his hands. However, the man's hands were very strong, like iron clamps, and he pinched Zhao Guanjia again, making his face turn red... When Han Shizhong came to his senses again, he could only let go awkwardly. He was at a loss for a moment and lost his composure extremely.
"The good minister has made great contributions in suppressing the rebellion, and he should be rewarded handsomely. But now the imperial court is really empty, and I have nothing either. Fortunately, the good minister has returned to the imperial court today, and I no longer need this fat belt to boost my courage from time to time. It's just right for you, so there's no need to refuse..."
Maybe it was because his hands hurt too much, Zhao Jiu could only speak slowly to delay time while he was clumsily tying his belt. "As for the mere envoy, why bother thinking too much? Since we have met, it's just a matter of success or failure. If it fails, it's fine. If it can really succeed in the future, can I be better than the emperor of the Tang Dynasty to Guo Ziyi and give him a prince as a good minister?"
Han Shizhong was still out of control and couldn't even hear what was said, but Zhao Ding, Zhang Jun, Yang Yizhong and others beside him had tears in their eyes as they listened.
