Chapter 207 Lord Zhao recommends newcomers
Zhao Anping took the opportunity to slip out of the crowd. He thought that everyone must be very curious in recent days about why the emperor frequently summoned his father to the palace.
Zhao Anping guessed that it wasn't anything serious. It was probably just that during his father's absence from Yuanjing, there was no one close enough to play chess with the emperor. The emperor's chess addiction had taken over, so he often summoned his father to the palace to play chess.
Otherwise, if there was something important, how could their father not inform them?
But these ministers certainly wouldn't believe him. Zhao Anping thought for a moment and muttered to himself, "Forget it, I'd better take a few days off and go home to spend time with my mother! Once these officials get used to it and their enthusiasm subsides, he can come back to work! Anyway, there hasn't been any major events in the court recently."
Zhao Anping thought it through and sent his servant to ask for leave from his superior. Although he was a marquis, a title was a title and an official position was an official position. He was currently only a fifth-rank official, which was not a very important position.
So he had no guilt in asking for leave. He was just a small official of the fifth rank. If he didn't have the title of Marquis of Wu'an, he would not even be qualified to attend the morning court.
After Zhao Anping arranged his duties, he quickly slipped away, running as fast as if something was chasing him.
By the time the ministers came to their senses, the man had already disappeared. They could only silently complain, "Little fox!"
Old Marquis Zhao followed the eunuch in. It was the same old process: bowing, being polite, drinking tea, and then it was time to play chess.
"The Emperor is in good spirits today! He summoned me to play chess so early in the morning!"
Even as Old Marquis Zhao spoke, his hands moved without slowing down. His style of play was swift, precise, and ruthless! Before long, the game ended with Old Marquis Zhao's victory.
"Can't you give me some space so early in the morning?" The emperor complained as he picked up the black chess piece.
The emperor was speechless about this guy. Whenever he gambled, he wanted to end the game immediately.
"I'll give up this round, I'll give up this round. I just want to get off to a good start!" Old Marquis Zhao was not at all scared by the emperor's complaints. He picked up his white chess pieces very calmly and did not forget to defend himself.
"It's boring! I'm not going to play anymore!" said the emperor, throwing the chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard again.
"Okay!" Old Lord Zhao picked up the chess pieces one by one and put them into the jar.
The emperor waved his hand and asked the servants around him to retreat. For a moment, only the emperor and Marquis Zhao were left in the hall.
"Changyou, I have an important matter that I want to entrust to you. Are you willing?"
The emperor looked at Changyou who was honestly picking up the chess pieces, and felt that he had not changed over the years. When he was young, he was alone. He quietly sorted out and put away the things that he and his study companions had messed up. He did not feel aggrieved and did not come to him to seek credit. He was very reliable.
If Zhao Lingmeng knew that the emperor had changed his mind about her father because of this incident, she would definitely say, "Your Majesty, please understand that there is a disease called obsessive-compulsive disorder. I simply can't stand it."
"Your Majesty doesn't understand me yet. I am certainly willing. But Your Majesty also knows that I have given my title to my eldest son, and now I don't hold any official position."
Old Marquis Zhao agreed readily, but he also wanted to explain the current situation to the emperor. It would actually be quite difficult for the emperor to re-employ him.
All the civil and military officials in the court are waiting for the opportunity to be promoted!
"Don't worry about it, I will take care of it. This matter concerns the fate of Jingguo, and I only trust you."
When Lord Zhao heard what the emperor said, he immediately said seriously: "Your Majesty trusts me, I am willing to do anything."
The emperor was very happy to see Changyou agreed and immediately told him the method of making salt from seawater.
"Oh, this is a good thing that will benefit the people. We won't have to worry about restrictions from neighboring countries anymore."
When Lord Zhao heard the news from the emperor, he stood up excitedly and walked around the hall several times. He also never mentioned who provided this method. Sometimes you shouldn't know, so just don't ask.
The emperor looked at Changyou's out-of-control appearance and instantly felt relieved. He wasn't the only one so excited after hearing this news!
Although Lord Zhao wanted this achievement very much, and perhaps it would be recorded in history, who wouldn't be tempted! But after thinking about it, he felt that the goal was too big, and he immediately had a candidate in mind.
"Your Majesty, I think you've gone against all odds and asked me to go. This goal is too ambitious. I have a candidate in mind. Would you like to hear it?"
The Emperor was visibly taken aback when he heard Old Marquis Zhao say this. He hadn't expected Changyou to push the credit he had earned onto others. He had assumed he was trying to recommend a younger member of the family. He felt a little unhappy, but also understood. As a parent, who wouldn't worry about their children?
The emperor thought that if the person recommended by Changyou was reliable, he would give that person this opportunity to gild himself, just to make Changyou happy.
Although the emperor was in a state of confusion, he still smiled and nodded, signaling Marquis Zhao to continue.
"Shui Zhuoyong, I think he can go! Of course, if the emperor is worried, you can give me a secret order. My wife and I can pretend to be traveling and secretly go over there to calm him down."
Although Lord Zhao knew that this was the best arrangement, he still felt sad as he spoke because he was about to achieve eternal merit!
"Who are you talking about?" The emperor looked at the old Marquis Zhao in confusion.
"Shui Zhuoyong! Princess Fushou's consort. He's fought in battles and served as a guard before the emperor. The Empress doesn't have any princes either. The Shui family has always been a quiet family, and he's only the second son of the second wife, so not many people pay attention to him. If you can use the excuse that Princess Fushou is ill and needs to go to the seaside to recuperate, it would be even more reasonable."
The more Lord Zhao spoke, the more he felt that this person was capable. He thought to himself that the emperor should also trust his son-in-law!
"Him..." The Emperor thought about what Old Marquis Zhao said and concluded that he was indeed a suitable candidate. He hadn't thought of him at first, as he was simply blind to the truth.
"It does seem suitable, but I need to discuss it with the Queen! Even if he can go, you'll need to be there to support him. Do you really not regret it?"
The emperor asked this because he was afraid that Changyou would regret it in the future, and that a rift would arise between the two of them, which would be detrimental to the expenses of the matter.
"I am old now, and the future belongs to the young. Give them more opportunities! I am not afraid of being laughed at by the emperor. After I gave up the title, I really regretted it for a while. Later, when I took care of Meng'er's children, I also thought it through.
Young people still have advantages, for example, they can be busy continuously, but I can't do that. I'm old and my energy can't keep up. Now, I can go out and see what Jingguo, which my generation has protected, really looks like. I find it very interesting.
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