MTL - I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Hearing his granddaughter's inquiry, Taishi Ning was stunned and looked at her with burning eyes. He did not expect that his good granddaughter would have such insight into court affairs.

It’s a pity that women cannot serve as officials in the court, and such talents can only be buried in the backyard.

 Otherwise, with his good grandson’s ability, he will surely become a pillar of the imperial court.

"My dear grandson, just go ahead and do it. Grandpa will take care of you if anything happens." Ning Taishi stroked his beard, his whole body was full of pampering, and his eyes were so kind that they could overflow with water.

If someone in court saw it, they would definitely be shocked.

 “Have you heard? The old prime minister is going to retire.”

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“My dear friend, Prime Minister Mu is old and will soon reach his retirement age. This is no secret at all.”

But just because of this, the students are even more convinced that a master who hides such a secret must have power behind it that no one else can touch.

 At the court meeting the next day, the impeachment papers were sent to the officials by the chamberlain, and there were five copies in total.

Prime Minister Mu turned around slowly, squinting at Bai Ansheng who left with everyone, his face solemn.

Wang Deren received the signal and immediately took a step forward and chanted loudly,

Here, you can talk about someone's romantic affairs, you can criticize the government, and you can also put forward your own opinions based on something. No matter what the result is, you will not get yourself into trouble.

Princess Hehui walked out of the courtyard and returned to her Qingyan Pavilion. She leaned on the beauty's couch, resting her temples with one hand, her eyes cold and a hint of ridicule at the corner of her mouth.

 The next day, new rumors began to cover again, this time it was no longer in the streets, but in teahouses and restaurants, especially the Golden Autumn Teahouse.

 Fortunately, freedom of speech was allowed in the Song Dynasty. As long as one did not maliciously demean or insult, one could speak freely.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, the two censors sat together, listening to the students' remarks with their ears bent, and looking at each other from time to time, their eyes bright and bright.

At this time, the official family would always send censors to sneak in secretly, record the topics debated by the students, and listen to the students' voices. If you meet someone with great talent, you can make special appointments.

 In the teahouse, the students were chatting in low voices and arguing with each other.

"Don't worry, my dear, you are the mainstay of the imperial court and my loyal minister. The imperial court cannot live without the prime minister."

"I've also heard that the old prime minister has been in charge of the government for many years, and he should have retired and enjoyed the happiness of his children and grandchildren long ago. It's not that he is unwilling to give way to talents, but that he wants to recommend his disciples to succeed him."

"So, if the official doesn't like the talent recommended by the old prime minister, he can't retire. Once he leaves that position, the position of prime minister will not be preserved."

　　　…”

Because of a few impeachment papers, it is unjustifiable for people to go back to their hometown. If he agreed, it would appear to be unkind and unjust.

 Especially when they gather at the Golden Autumn Tea House, they can speak freely and have no inhibitions.

 Emperor Cheng Xuan waved his hands and whispered comfort.

"Of course I know this. People are rare in the past seventy years. The old prime minister is already sixty or eighty. He has long been deaf and dazzled. He has struggled to go to court. Ordinarily, he should have abdicated long ago, but he has always persisted. Do you know why? Guan Qiao?"

 “Thank you, Your Majesty, for your approval. I would like to retire and return to my hometown.”

 One hundred three. One two four. One hundred four. Two hundred

"Mu Aiqing, it's just a few impeachment papers. You don't need to take it to heart. You can rest assured and be loyal to the court." After Emperor Cheng Xuan said this, he glanced at the chamberlain next to him.

Being able to gather together with other students to analyze the situation in the court and debate important issues in the court is the favorite program for all students.

"Don't be angry, Ai Qing. These are just the words of some young students and cannot be trusted. I understand that Mu Ai Qing is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and dedicated his whole life."

"In the next literary editorial, we might as well discuss the topic of whether to avoid relatives when raising relatives, and invite all the learned people to come and sit down. If any of you want to compete in the ring, you can prepare when you go back." Good topic, I will definitely come as scheduled."

Because of this, many people were curious about the owner behind Jinqiu Tea House, and sent people to investigate. Unfortunately, nothing was found in the end, and it is still a mystery.

 “Xia Lian, find a few reliable people to go to Jinqiu Tea House…”

"That's what I say, but the Mu family has always held the position of prime minister, which is always wrong. Officials have always used talents only, and only the Holy One has the right to decide on the candidate for prime minister. No matter how the old prime minister recommends it, it is also true that the officials do not approve it. no good."

 For this reason, Jinqiu Teahouse has almost become a teahouse exclusively for students.

 Hearing this suggestion, everyone’s eyes were burning.

"I would like to thank the Holy One, but what they said is right. The old minister is indeed old and slow in action. I guess he can no longer relieve the Holy One's worries. If the old minister is willing to resign and return to his hometown, I will ask the Holy One to make a decision."

 “If you have the foundation to start a memorial, if you don’t have the foundation to retreat from the court.”

"It's normal to have this idea. The old prime minister has the right to recommend people. Recommending talented people to officials is also a loyalty to the country. Don't avoid relatives, as long as they are the pillars of the country, there is nothing wrong with them."

"That's right. Our Ning family has never suffered the disadvantage of being dumb in these years. If you want to treat me like a fool, you have to see if they are qualified." Mrs. Ning snorted softly and patted her granddaughter's hand. "Do you have enough manpower? Grandma has someone who can call you directly?"

As the princess's personal maid, her big eyes were full of excitement when she heard the order.

“Don’t worry, Princess, I’ll go now.”

The impeachment memorial unanimously held that the old prime minister was old and could no longer solve the problems of the court, so he should abdicate in favor of talents, instead of holding on to the prime minister's position, preventing truly talented people from being reused, and causing the court to lose talented people.

“Grandma, no need, I have enough people. Besides, there is no need for me to play in person.”

 The people recruited by Jinqiu Tea House are all students from Kyoto and princes from aristocratic families.

"Ahem~, people have been in high positions for a long time, so their ideas are naturally different from ours... But I have also heard many rumors in private, saying that the old prime minister is greedy for power and is reluctant to let go."

Prime Minister Mu, who was standing at the top on the left, was furious, but his expression showed a hint of fear, and he walked out of the queue tremblingly.

"I am scared, and I ask the Holy One to punish me. I am indeed old, but I am not blind and deaf yet. I let people make up lies at will to entertain people, and I ask the Holy One to judge."

As soon as these remarks came out, everyone was in an uproar. The students picked out all the positions that the Mu family occupied in the court and analyzed them one by one.

Emperor Cheng Xuan looked at Prime Minister Mu who was almost unsteady on his feet, waved his hand, exempted him from kneeling, and softly comforted him.

Xiao Wu held his hands and walked out, feeling like a thorn in his back. How could he not feel it?

His eyebrows furrowed and the corners of his mouth twitched. The Mu family regarded him as a strong enemy, which was just in line with the official's wishes.

As a veteran of humerus, the officials will naturally not nod and let him go easily.

 It has taken so many years, not less than these two years. (End of chapter)