In a flash, a few days passed, and the city of Bianliang still maintained its former prosperity.
Zhao Jun thanked Zhao Yunrang for the invitation, and neither offended nor contacted him. He just waited and waited to see whether Zhao Zhen could really give birth to a healthy child.
He gave those two pieces of advice, firstly, that there was no need to make enemies for no reason, and secondly, to make Zhao Yunrang stay in peace and not act rashly. Otherwise, if he angered Zhao Zhen, it might not be possible for Zhao Zongshi to sit on the throne in the future.
Although Zhao Zongshi was a mediocre and short-lived emperor, Zhao Jun did not object to Zhao Zhen taking the throne since he had no children.
Because even if Zhao Zhen had no offspring, it would take several decades for Zhao Zongshi to come to the throne.
If everything went smoothly, Zhao Jun's position would have been as stable as Mount Tai by then. If Zhao Zongshi was smart, he would know what he should and shouldn't do, and there would be no need to provoke Zhao Jun's displeasure.
So a few decades later, his throne might be vacant. If Zhao Zongshi could still sit on that position, it would be no different from anyone else.
The afternoon sun shines down, and the weather has been rare and good in recent days.
Kaifeng Prefecture and the Imperial City Administration are still taking action. The ruffians who used to be all over Bianliang have become much less numerous, and even the originally arrogant and domineering officials have become more restrained.
Although there is no record of Yanei doing evil in history books, there were many second-generation rich people in real life who were lawless and reckless in Bianliang.
Sometimes when you are walking on the street and someone accidentally touches you, you may feel insulted and suddenly attack them.
In the past, when ordinary people encountered this, they could only consider themselves unlucky.
Now that Fan Zhongyan is in charge of Kaifeng Prefecture, if something like this happens on the streets, it must be handled impartially.
A few days ago, a young official from the third squad went to Kaifeng Prefecture and was beaten with a stick. Now he has become much more obedient.
In addition, Liu Yuanyu's house was searched.
Selling contraband items, combined with other illegal activities, was enough to get him exiled to Lingnan.
Zhao Jun did not go on this matter. Now the Imperial City Bureau is still under the management of Cao Xiu. Such matters can basically be given orders and he does not need to do it personally.
The Censorate also submitted a petition to impeach and argue, requesting that the case be transferred to the Censorate and the Dali Temple.
The main reason is that the Imperial City Administration's current responsibilities are too broad. They can punish officials who violate laws and discipline, and handle conflicts and public order among the people. Sometimes they even try to interfere in investigations, which is too broad.
He almost took away all the work of Kaifeng Prefecture, Dali Temple, Ministry of Justice, and Censorate, which made the other departments except Kaifeng Prefecture very dissatisfied, so they often jointly impeached him.
In other words, these matters were suppressed by Zhao Zhen and the prime ministers of the Political System Council. Otherwise, in the past, the Imperial City Bureau would have been suppressed long ago.
At this moment, the midday wind blew on the camphor tree outside the Constitutional Court, the branches and leaves rustled, and a few soft leaves fell.
Zhao Jun left the palace in a carriage.
This morning, Li Di went to the Constitutional Yuan under the pretext of official business and privately invited him to a dinner.
Faced with the other party's invitation, Zhao Jun did not refuse and chose to meet when he was free at noon.
The main reason was that Li Di had invited him twice, and he usually didn't have much time. Today he happened to be a little free, so he agreed to the appointment.
It's interesting to say.
Since Li Di returned to Bianliang in a low-key manner, he took only one day to integrate all the data of the Salt and Iron Bureau and delivered it personally the next day.
When they came, they met Lu Yijian. The two old men stared at each other, glaring at each other like two old roosters.
Lü Yijian was absolutely against Li Di being recalled to the capital, but Zhao Jun, Wang Zeng and Cai Qi voted in favor. Zhao Jun, as the president of the court, had one vote that was equivalent to two votes. In the end, Lü Yijian and Song Shou's faction had no choice but to accept it.
Zhao Zhen readily agreed with this opinion.
Because Li Di was also one of the emperor's teachers, he once served as a scholar in the Zizhi Palace and lectured to Zhao Zhen. When Li Di was squeezed out by Lu Yijian, although he was dismissed from his post as the governor of Xiangzhou, Zhao Zhen still kept him in the capital.
As a result, Li Di's actions were a bit abstract. He actually falsely accused Lu Yijian, which led to Zhao Zhen being unable to protect him. In the end, he was forced to be expelled from the court.
So Zhao Zhen was reluctant to part with Li Di, but he and Lu Yijian were at odds with each other and there was nothing he could do.
Now that Zhao Jun has brought him back, Zhao Zhen is naturally very happy.
Li Di invited him today. For an old fox in the court like him, he probably smelled something and wanted to get closer to him.
Since others want to curry favor with you, why should you refuse?
After all, as the teacher said, making more friends and fewer enemies is the right direction.
Li Di held a banquet at Fanlou.
Zhao Jun had only heard of this hotel, the highest standard in Bianliang, but had never been there.
His salary is quite high now. Although he has no official rank, the annual income of Duke of Song alone is more than 10,000 strings of cash. In addition to the dispatches from the Director of the Institute of Political Affairs and the Director of the Imperial City Department, the total income is more than 20,000 strings of cash, which is almost the same as that of a prime minister.
But he himself planned to cut his salary by two-thirds, not to mention using it to live a luxurious life. He usually kept his monthly salary in the Imperial City Bureau as funds, and had never enjoyed the taste of Fanlou.
Thanks to Li Di today, I was able to see it.
The carriage stopped outside Fanlou, and the owner of Fanlou was already waiting there. Countless people came and went in and out of the door. Led by the owner, they entered and found that Fanlou was indeed worthy of its reputation.
Five three-story buildings are arranged in the shape of a well, with corridors on the left and right, and attached courtyards, scattered around, and even pavilions, waterside pavilions, and terraces. A faint fragrance wafts into the air, mixed with the smell of food, wine, and spices, which makes one's appetite whet.
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