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The three provinces had six ministries, based on Emperor Zhaolie. In order to balance the struggle between prime minister's power and military power, and finally concentrated the power of the emperor of the Jin family. After decades of evolution and reform, a political battle between civil servants and nobles and generals gradually formed. It was also broken by another newly emerging force in the past eight years - the eunuch party. Since the second peace talks between Jin and Liao, Huang Shiliang of Dadiao Temple firmly controlled the Privy Council, which was in charge of military power, and transformed himself into a position of important ministers and governors of the three armies. His eyeliners were not only in the army, but also in the court temple, monitoring all officials. The secretly established intelligence agency Cardinal Department is not only used to detect intelligence activities between Southern Jin and Northern Liao, but also to change his face, but also to deal with dissidents.

Huang Diao Temple is the most successful eunuch party in Southern Jin. He is actually the 9,000-year-old red python, less than ten thousand people, and even the prime minister of the dynasty was not even aware of it. Therefore, the first thing that Emperor Wenzong of Jin, who had just taken office, thought of taking back military power from Huang Shiliang and taking over the military power again. The failure of the matter leaked the news, which eventually led to the involvement of Li Dangxian and being executed.

Before Huang Diao Temple gained power, Ye Huangchao, the Privy Council clerk, was dismissed from office by the late emperor because of the failure of the war in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Since then, he has been hiding in Hangzhou and hiding his name and waiting for the time to move. Since then, the cold and heat have changed, and it has been eight years since then.

He spent eight years in this Hangzhou city where the aura and rouge flavors are just right together.

The teahouse gradually became more and more fireworks, and the scholars who came and went stopped and rested in front of the teahouse, but only two middle-aged people who had known their destiny were sitting in the corner, looking silent.

"Eight years have passed, and the flash of time has passed. Brother Huang Chao, how many eight years are there?"

Zhang Xun glanced at the vendors outside the window. It was already past, and the streets of Hangzhou returned to the crowded bustle of the past. The past came to my heart, raised the tea in my cup, paused, and said slowly, "You and I, the top scholar in the imperial examination and Tanhua, were so proud of the spring breeze that the horse's hooves were seen all the flowers in Chang'an one day. Now it is the end of thousands of miles of sad autumn and being a guest on the stage for more than a hundred years. You have been abandoned to the official position and live in seclusion in Hangzhou. I became the father of a prince-in-law who was angry and lived in this Hangzhou city. The ambitions were so great that now they have become empty."

Ye Huangchao touched his gray hair and put down the wine in his hand. He hid his identity in this Hangzhou city. Only a few people knew his true identity. In order to avoid the Cardinal Office's eyewitness, when Huang Diao Temple had just sat on the position of Privy Councilor, Ye Huangchao had already vaguely felt that the other party might attack him and withdrew from the political whirlpool of the Bianliang court when Huang Shiliang was not in power.

Eight years ago, he lived in seclusion in Hangzhou and avoided the conspiracy after losing power. Eight years later, his disciples and former officials failed to escape the coup in the Dingyou year.

"I spent eight years in Hangzhou and experienced the cold and cold human relationships, and I could see through some things. I lacked the sharpness of the old emperor who risked his life to advise the ministers and angrily scolded the ministers."

The warm tea in Zhang Xun's hand had turned cold.

"Huang Shiliang did not kill all scholars, he left his seeds. I'm afraid no one would have thought that Fan Xiwen, a student you were the least optimistic about in the past, would sit in the position of Prime Minister and Secretary Pushe today, and become a big celebrity next to Huang Shiliang."

Ye Huangchao shook his head, patted the dust on his robe, and whispered, "There is no more to maintain the achievements and the lack of progress. Xiwen cannot overthrow Huang Shiliang, and it will be difficult for him to grasp the overall reform situation in the court. Taking him as the head of civil servants is just to weigh the interests of the prime minister and military power. Although Huang Shiliang is domineering, he still remembers that he is a dog under the feet of the emperor."

After pausing, Ye Huangchao said with a sad expression, "Only we are the ministers in the hands of the emperor and the backbone of the Southern Jin Dynasty."

Zhang Xun was a smart person. He heard Ye Huangchao's implicit voice and his face changed immediately. He opened his mouth and said, "Brother Ye, are you already planning to find me today?"

"Yes, the secret letter from the court has arrived."

Ye Huangchao spoke out bluntly and showed up to his old friends. "The current emperor wants to borrow another handful of the old pillars of the old dynasty to sweep away the filth of the imperial court that covered the sky and reorganize the prestige of the emperor. I think I have been waiting here for nearly eight years. It is time for the last time to offer my old bones and clean up the old mountains and rivers. The emperor asked me to enter the court again, just to raise a big banner in the clear stream. If the backbone does not fall, the civil servant group will not fall. He Huang Shiliang will never be able to call the wind and rain above the temple, and cover the sky with one hand."

Zhang Xun had a sad face. He knew the meaning and weight of this sentence. Li Dangxian's death aroused the emperor's deeper worry and resistance. Six of the eight national pillars were killed on the beams and pillars of the hall with direct advice. The remaining King Li Yang, who had already traveled to the west last year, was the only one who was Ye Huangchao, supported the last ray of sunset of the old minister of the previous dynasty.

However, the person sitting opposite the person had a plain smile, just like the swallowing saliva of Longjing, West Lake.

"I was also confused before. When the emperor asked the old minister to bow his last time and die. Are you really ready? Until I met a young scholar in Huxin Pavilion a month ago, he said a witty and broken sentence to me."

Zhang Xun pricked up his ears and wanted to hear what kind of talk was like.

"Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat and rain will last forever."

Zhang Xun was speechless. In the past, he and Ye Huangchao were both outstanding in Jiangnan's lyrics and fu. Zhang Xun claimed to be the second most lyrics and fu because Ye Huangchao defeated him. In his heart, the first one will always be the other.

A young young man is more than one level higher than his own.

Ye Huangchao patted Zhang Xun's shoulder with emotion and said with a wry smile, "It's really the younger generation of the Yangtze River that pushes the older generation. We are both over 50 years old and we don't expect that our understanding is not as good as a newborn calf. If Brother Zhang can meet this later generation in the future, he will not forget to support him. Oh, he seems to be often with a blind female pire master. A month ago, the pipa forced the third-class national player Cao Peixian to dare not move the string. This is the young scholar."

Zhang Xun was stunned, moved forward quickly and asked, "You mean, the Cao family did not lose to the blind female zither, but to the scholar?"

"I was there at that time. If Brother Zhang could find this scholar and promote him to the court, it would have been a pity for my last thought. Don't let the fields bury the qilin and the jade covered with dust."

"Brother Zhang, this is our last side. We were generous to die for the people of the world."

"Huang Chao takes one step first."

Ye Huangchao took the bamboo stick and put his hands together. The middle-aged man who had never shed a tear even though Emperor Zhaolie issued an edict to never meet each other, had already been crying. Every word was like gold and stone, with a sonorous and powerful voice like a huge avalanche.

Word by word, it exploded in the chest.

It is often said that poetry, books and scriptures have the power of thousands of pounds, and scholars are proud and can climb to the heavens.

The power of a volume of poetry and books is heavier than a million troops.

The wind blew outside the window, blew the green shirt and robe of Ye Huangchao, flying.

"Ye Huangchao is not afraid of being disgraced, is not afraid of being implicated in the nine tribes, is not afraid of being angry with heaven and resentment from others."

"Just to continue the unique knowledge of the past saints and create peace for all ages."

"Looking for the scholars in this world, we will find a road to Zhuangkang."
Chapter completed!