Zhao Zhen was not a conservative, otherwise Fan Zhongyan's Qingli New Deal would not have had a beginning.

Fan Zhongyan slashed at the powerful and officials with one knife, and was eventually defeated by Maicheng.

Although the Qingli New Deal failed, it shocked the vested interests.

Those people were staring at the court and Zhao Zhen.

The victims are given priority to being organized into wing soldiers. This is an old rule, that is, the law of the ancestors.

Zhao Zhen changed, which triggered some speculation and vigilance.

The so-called old rules are various unspoken rules and various ancestral laws.

The ancestors of the Lao Zhao family are mostly friendly to officials, so...

The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and Fu Bi said, "Your Majesty, the emotions outside are surging. I think... or just slow down."

The iron backbone of the past and the reformed generals are now discouraged.

Zhao Zhen shook his head slightly and said, "Those people are so proud. If I promise, I will bow my head. I am not afraid of bowing my head, but I am afraid of changing my orders every day!"

Zeng Gongliang said: "Your Majesty, when the news reaches various places, it may cause some disputes again. Then the whole country is uneasy. This is not a blessing for the Song Dynasty!"

This statement is a bit obscure, but it is an hinting that Zhao Zhen should be careful of the party disputes caused by this.

If the emperor does not retreat, the ministers will naturally have to take sides.

You said the emperor did the right thing, but I said he did it wrong, and if the two sides quarreled, it would last for a long time if they were not done well.

Zhao Zhen said with a stern face: "I...all of you retreat."

The official family was unhappy, and the prime ministers exchanged glances and knew each other.

This matter must be slow, so don’t force the government to come out of Taiwan.

Xiao Qing stood there pretending to be wood. Seeing Shen An in a daze, he said, "That's the ancestor's method you have made. Now it's gone. Don't you... go out and talk, don't you fight?"

Shen An, who was in a daze, nodded and said, "Yes!"

Then he went out.

Xiao Qing covered his mouth and lowered his head, thinking that this idiot was really going out to argue.

That's God's will, a fool!

"Your Majesty, I have something to say."

As soon as Zhao Zhen got up, he looked at Shen An with a little depressed spirit and said, "You can't control this matter."

His name is Shen Anlai, just to let the young man experience such a battle.

Xiao Qing was also called. According to Zhao Zhen's plan, they each represented their own family to watch the show.

But Shen An is now ready to get into the role.

This boy...is a headache!

Fu Bi stood up with a deep thought and said, "This matter is all over the body, and it should not be ignored. Someone from the Imperial College said that you were randomly expelling students. You can go figure it out before you talk about it."

This is to try to help him out, which is considered a good intention.

But Shen An said seriously: "Your Majesty, the moon is not eaten, and lunar eclipses are just a small matter. It has happened many times since ancient times..."

"But every time we are warning the emperor!"

Shen An heard a familiar voice, Mr. Han Qi, is he going to prepare to give me an astronomical class?

Shen An looked at him with contempt and said, "From ancient times, the lunar eclipse refers to the harem and ministers. The solar eclipse is the emperor. I said, Mr. Han, where did you read this book?"

The sun is the emperor, the moon is the woman in the harem, and the ministers also belong to the moon.

Han Qi said angrily: "I don't know why, it's just..."

It was just that the officials had to give face to them, and the queen had no mistakes in the palace. Those people could not find the attack point, and they were dissatisfied with the officials' actions of their ancestors, so they broke out.

Fu Bi interrupted the dispute between them with a dry cough and said, "Your Majesty, why don't we... let's beat the drum."

puff!

Chen An almost spurted out an old blood, looking at Fu Bi in disbelief.

You actually asked the official to beat the drum?

Fu Bi said in a heartache: "It was time to beat the drum at that time. Although it is a little late now, it is not too late to make up for the sheep after the sheep is lost!"

Today, the moon represents the harem, ministers and princes, and lunar eclipse is the problem that these three groups have, and most of them are incompetent.

The queen did not make any mistakes, so don't whine.

Minister... We are not wrong to be loyal to our duties.

Princes... Where did the princes come from in the Song Dynasty?

The so-called vassals are all fake, so where do the princes come from?

So the emperor had to take the blame for these three groups.

The scapegoat Zhao Zhen nodded seriously, and Fu Bi shouted: "Prepare the drum! Your Majesty is going to play the drum! Pass the message out!"

Someone outside responded, and Chen An said confusedly: "Your Majesty, the so-called lunar eclipse is just an ordinary thing, and you shouldn't blame you! It has nothing to do with the law of the ancestors. Those people are drunk and don't mean wine..."

Zhao Zhen said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it after you beat the drum."

Chen An came back with a constipation on his face, Xiao Qing was holding back his laughter, and his body trembled.

"What does it mean to play drums?"

Chen An asked suddenly.

"You don't understand?"

Xiao Qing immediately became proud, looked at him with contempt, and said, "There are clouds in Zhou Li, and save the sun and the moon, and then the king's drums will be ordered."

Chen An was stunned.

When solar and lunar eclipses occur, the sun and moon need the emperor to play drums and rescue them!

Zhao Zhen changed into a grand dress, holding a drumstick in his hand, and a big drum in front of him.

Zeng Gongliang asked carefully: "That... rich girl, do you want to check etiquette?"

The emperor must have rules to follow in his work!

It’s not OK to knock it out!

Fu Bi shook his head and said, "It's time? Just knock it a few times for the people outside to see."

The Tengu spit out the moon. At this time, playing the drums was just to make the people believe that the emperor stood with everyone.

Zhao Zhen raised his hand and retreated his wide sleeves to his elbow. He glanced at the sky and waved the drumsticks in his heart.

"Dong!"

He waved the drumsticks hard and beat the big drums one by one.

Chen An saw that the eunuchs next to him looked awe-in, even a little awe-inspiring.

This is a legend passed down many years ago.

The sun and the moon are gone, and the emperor comes to rescue him by playing drums.

"Dong!"

Queen Cao heard the drums, and walked out of the palace, squinted her eyes slightly, looked ahead and asked, "Why is this?"

Someone went to inquire about the news and said, "The saint is the official who is playing drums to drive away the Tiangou."

Empress Cao shook her head, and there was more heroic spirit between her eyebrows, "Who is supporting the official family?"

At this time, the loyal ministers are standing beside the emperor.

Ren Shouzhong looked at her face carefully and said, "The saints and the prime ministers are all on the side of the official family."

Queen Cao stretched out her right hand, and stroked her white fingers across her eyebrows, asking, "What else?"

Ren Shouzhong was stunned. He didn't know so much.

But if you have a master’s question, you have to answer, if you have an answer, you have to answer, if you don’t have an answer, you want to answer.

He bent down slightly and smiled and said, "Sages, the officials are kind... I think those ministers will naturally know the way of the king and the minister."

Empress Cao turned around, her eyes flashed with a cold look, and she said, "Only the king and his subjects must be united, which will be a blessing for the Song Dynasty."

...

Until he left the palace, Chen An could still recall the scene of Zhao Zhen playing drums.

The elderly emperor waved the drumsticks weakly, and the sound of the drums gradually became weaker.

The prime ministers were all as if they were amnesty and praised the mercy of the officials in unison, and the Song Dynasty would definitely have a good weather.

This is a play.

Both the monarch and the ministers performed well, at least the people believed it.
To be continued...