"Enough talk of that. We are about to become family. Let's not say such things again! Someone, prepare the carriage!"
After speaking, Zhe Kecun immediately had a carriage prepared.
He also personally selected dozens of household guards from the manor, and under the leadership of the old steward, the party proceeded grandly towards the Liang family's separate residence.
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The next morning, the officials of the Tongjin Yintai Bureau were suddenly all very busy.
"What's going on? Is there a war somewhere? Why are there so many documents?"
Seeing the three horse-drawn carts filled with memorials, the clerks responsible for receiving documents at the Jintzou Yuan's office were stunned.
In the past, the number of memorials submitted to the Zhongshu daily was at most one cart.
Even so, the workload was enough to make each of them so tired that their hands and feet would twitch.
The sudden increase in workload today had truly given them a headache.
After all, they didn't just receive the documents; they had to categorize them and put them into envelopes based on their content.
With so many memorials, and only about ten clerks, how long would it take them?
"Who knows! You know the rules! We can't read them, so unload these things quickly. These carts might have to make another trip!"
"More?"
The clerks couldn't roll their eyes any further. What a joke.
What on earth was going on?
With so many memorials, were these high officials trying to work people to death?
What was happening that required such a huge stir?
Humans are truly strange creatures. Even though the clerks in the Tongjin Yintai Bureau were exhausted themselves, seeing their colleagues in the Jintzou Yuan, who had an even smaller staff and a larger workload, rolling their eyes, they instantly felt that they weren't as tired.
In fact, they even felt a little schadenfreude.
"Damn it! We're probably going to work ourselves to death today!"
The clerks grumbled as they drove away with the carts, leaving the few clerks of the Tongjin Yintai Bureau with a secret headache.
"Your Highness! Have you heard?"
With the disaster relief matters finally handed over to the Crown Prince's people, Prince Yun Zhao Zhen felt a little unaccustomed.
He was about to head out of the city after breakfast when he was suddenly stopped by Zong Ying.
"Heard what?"
Zhao Zhen looked at Zong Ying with some confusion.
"I heard that Prince Yun has made a move against the Crown Prince, accusing him of deceiving the emperor and forging imperial decrees!"
Zong Ying quickly pulled him aside and whispered.
"Ah?"
Zhao Zhen's eyes widened. Although he had instigated this matter, for him as a prince, the worst that could happen was a fine or dismissal from office.
What he was worried about now was whether this would derail the disaster relief efforts.
After all, disaster relief was truly urgent. If this escalated, people would die in the end!
"Should we go and ask Brother Han for advice?"
Zong Ying cautiously looked around, making sure no one was nearby, before speaking.
"It might not be appropriate to go at this time!"
Although Zhao Zhen also wanted to ask Han Mo, he was the instigator.
At this moment, countless eyes were likely on him.
Going there now would probably cause trouble for Han Mo!
"But I heard that there are already five to six hundred officials who have submitted memorials today! Some even say that Grand Tutor Liang's people have directly targeted the Crown Prince!"
"Liang Shicheng?"
Zhao Zhen's voice involuntarily rose by an octave. How could this be?
How could Liang Shicheng be involved?
Wasn't he supposed to be protecting the Crown Prince?
If even he turned against the Crown Prince, then perhaps no one in the world could save the Crown Prince's position!
"Pass down the order to close the manor gates. This prince will await judgment behind closed doors!"
After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Zhen made up his mind.
He couldn't go to Han Mo now!
If Han Mo were to be implicated at this moment, and if there were any setbacks in the disaster relief efforts later, there would be no other way.
Keeping Han Mo alive would provide a way out for the disaster victims and also for himself!
However, at this very moment, Han Mo, the culprit, was sitting in Zhe family's warm pavilion, stretching lazily.
"By now, the Jintzou Yuan should have started getting busy, right?"
Zhe Kecun sat opposite Han Mo and asked with a smile.
"They should be. I just wonder if Prince Yun will be enraged after being a pawn for others?"
As Han Mo spoke, he secretly hid a chess piece.
"Hey, hey, hey! I'm still here, put that down!"
Zhe Kecun was about to roll his eyes to the sky. The two of them were originally playing chess.
However, after losing several games in a row, he directly requested to play blindfold chess with Han Mo.
Their blindfold chess wasn't about closing their eyes and not looking at the board, but rather reversing the chess pieces, and taking turns to reverse them.
This style of play required less strategic planning and relied more on luck.
As a result, Han Mo's skills were no match.
He was defeated in almost every game. Han Mo did not have the mindset of being happy with victory and accepting defeat gracefully.
He felt no pressure in secretly moving pieces and changing positions.
Zhe Kecun hadn't noticed at first, but after playing a few more games, he immediately realized something was wrong.
Caught red-handed, Han Mo could only chuckle and put the piece back.
"Do you think Minister Cai will also get directly involved this time?"
Seeing that he had put the piece back, Zhe Kecun nodded with satisfaction and continued.
"Even if Minister Cai doesn't want to get involved, his two good sons won't agree!"
Being a strategist and a meritorious minister!
This kind of achievement was exceptionally useful in the Song dynasty, just look at the prosperity of the Han family.
Throughout the line of Emperor Yingzong, which emperor had not favored the Han family?
Looking at other prime ministers from the same period as Han Qi, the difference was extraordinary!
Cai Jing could endure it, but his sons could not!
However, this was also good. If he wasn't involved in this political storm, how would Minister Cai's influence be revealed?
The Emperor's dissatisfaction with Cai Jing was not a new thing. With Han Mo fanning the flames and Liang Shicheng acting according to the plan, if Cai Jing got involved, it would not be so easy for him to extricate himself!
"Are all these memorials impeaching the Crown Prince?"
Looking at the densely packed memorials on the table, Cai Xiu's eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty ferocity!