"Fun Jun!"

Whether it is on the street or the end of the alley, the people are talking about Xu Shouhui.

This is a very rare phenomenon. Generally speaking, even if there is no deliberate control, the people will not talk about those in power.

Even if this person in power has become a past tense.

Every time Sun Yunzhou goes to the streets, he can hear people say this.

This time he finally couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to argue with the porter: "Why do you say that the emperor is a faint king?"

Footman: "What kind of emperor is he? Who made him the emperor? Is it right? It's just to bully our people!"

Sun Yunzhou quoted a lot of scriptures and said.

Footman: "I don't understand! Those of you who are studying humanities, who knows what you want to say."

"I knew that Xu became the emperor, and my life didn't change for the better. It was the Nan Bodhisattva who came, so I was looking for work, so I didn't need to give gifts to be a grandson!

"Whoever allows me to live a good life, who is Mingjun!" The footman dropped these words and left with his own goods.

Sun Yunzhou was left standing on the street with a blank face.

It seems that overnight, the people have dared to talk about the Tianwan regime. They have countless grievances. The pain they bring to them will always be engraved in their hearts. These sins are naturally placed on Xu Shouhui's head.

If Xu Shouhui is Mingjun, how can he let the little officials in Yurouxiang?

The people don't care if Xu Shouhui has real power. After all, they understand simply that the emperor is the Lord of all things, saying that he has no real power, and the people don't believe it.

When Sun Yunzhou returned home, he was in despair, and he didn't know what the evening was.

His daughter asked with concern: "Father, what's wrong with you? But what annoyance has happened?"

This is his only daughter. He taught and grew up personally, and is the only person in this family who can understand him.

He also gave her her boudoir name: Sun Yao.

"Yaoyao." Sun Yunzhou smiled hard, "Father is okay, you go to rest."

Sun Yao: "Father, don't lie to me. My mother said that since the Southern King entered Hanyang, you have never shown up."

Sun Yunzhou leaned on the chair and asked, "Yaoyao, do you also think the emperor is a faint emperor?"

Sun Yao said nothing.

Sun Yunzhou looked at his daughter: "Yaoyao, you tell the truth, father doesn't blame you."

Sun Yao said: "Father, my daughter would rather he be a faint king."

Sun Yunzhou looked at his daughter in disbelief.

Sun Yao went on to say, "The drowsy prince can at least control the government. He must have power to be faint. How can he be faint if he has no power? He is a weak prince! A weak prince is better than a fainted prince!"

Sun Yunzhou: "That was not chosen by the emperor himself, it was Ni Wenjun..."

Sun Yao took his father's hand and said earnestly: "Father, don't worry about those things anymore. Now that Hanyang has changed hands, you are no longer an official. Although your daughter is not a man, she is willing to support the lintel of the Sun family, even if the emperor is still In the reign, General Zhao repulsed Ni Wenjun, and there will still be a second Ni Wenjun."

Sun Yunzhou closed his eyes.

Sun Yao said: "Father, my daughter has asked about it. I heard that all places under the rule of the King of Nan can be recruited, and the daughter can also recruit. If you don't leave your parents, both men and women will be grandchildren."

Sun Yunzhou heard a hint of joy from his daughter's words.

He suddenly understood, and he asked his daughter: "What do you think of King Nan?"

Sun Yao didn't even think about it: "Daughter watch him act, kill and kill decisively, hold great power but know people and be good at responsibility, and is different from ordinary people. I heard that in Gaoyou and other places, women can also work and set up households, support themselves, and can recruit. It can also be buried in my own ancestral grave..."

Sun Yunzhou suddenly understood that every unpredictable practice of the Southern King could gain part of the people's hearts.

Women set up households and recruits, which seems to them ridiculous, but they can make women all over the world go crazy.

When the benefits are in their hands, if the Southern King is present, the benefits will be there. If the Southern King is not there, the benefits will be gone. Women are not fools. They will inevitably support the Southern King for their own benefit.

Those low-minded people who have never been seen by others can live a life without worry about food and clothing under the rule of the Southern King. Think about it and know that they will inevitably become the most loyal barrier of the Southern King.

Sun Yunzhou leaned on the chair and asked, "I heard that there are female stewards under the Nan Wang's hands, and women can also be officials."

Sun Yao smiled and said, "Father, what do you think of your daughter?"

Sun Yunzhou looked at his daughter, this young woman raised up by him, she was like him when she was young, ambitious and full of curiosity about everything, she would choose the one that she thought was right, just like him before. Road, and then go on without regret.

Sun Yao said: "I heard that the Nanwang is still appointing the officials from Hanyang. Father, you have a long history of political achievements and you have no bad deeds as an official. If you are..."

Sun Yunzhou interrupted his daughter: "Don't talk nonsense!"

He had never reprimanded his daughter in such a heavy tone. Sun Yao was stunned. She looked at her father: "Father, don't you know what's the situation in our family? You said that you have a chance. You sold the shop. The land, even the ancestral house has been sold, all the valuables at home are gone, and my mother’s dowry is now low. Is it possible that we have to sit and eat?"

Sun Yunzhou lowered his eyes. He knew that now he was in desperate situation, the money was spent, and Hu Yu was dead. He originally thought that Hu Yu was the last way he could go, but he did not expect that Hu Yu was just a bait to lead the snake out of the hole. Every movement is seen in the eyes.

That Nanwang is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

If Xu Shouhui could have half of this Southern King...

Sun Yunzhou sighed.

If there is, then Ni Wenjun will oppose?Will they go to where they are now?

"Father, Hanyang has changed hands." Sun Yao said softly, "You are now going to work under the Nanwang, and it is not a betrayal. Since ancient times, the king and the loser have been willing to follow the British lord, Mingjun. Good ministers complement each other, and now that you have a ready-made Mingjun, why don't you let go of your stubbornness?"

"You once told your daughter that there are not many choices you can make in your life, either because of your status or your circumstances. Now that you have status, it happens that the Southern King is short of people."

Sun Yao’s words are both light and soft: "Following the Southern King, you might be able to serve as an extremely human minister and work for the welfare of the people of the world. The Southern King has come all the way and puts the people first in everything he does and the government orders he issues. Isn't that what the father wants is such a king?"

Sun Yunzhou glared at his daughter: "You said so much, just want to recruit extras!"

Sun Yao said coquettishly: "The daughter does not want to leave her father and mother, and the daughter wants to serve her parents."

Sun Yunzhou patted the back of Sun Yao's hand: "Don't force your father, call yourself a father and think again."

He still couldn't get past the hurdle in his heart.

In his opinion, all the wise ministers in the world should have dedicated themselves to the death of their only king.

If the king humiliates his ministers to death, his ministers will follow.

Sun Yunzhou sat in the study all night.

On the rice paper, he wrote about the places the Southern King has passed through these years, and wrote what decrees the Southern King has issued.

He writes carefully and reads carefully after writing.

When he closed his eyes, what appeared in his mind was all that he had gained after the Southern King issued the decree.

Is he wrong?Sun Yunzhou was a little at a loss.

He follows Xu Shouhui and believes that no matter what the monarch over his head is, he should "get the end of it".

But now that he hasn't died, the King of Heaven is already "loyal", and even the daughter he raised up with his own hands is willing to become a citizen of the Southern King because women can be officials and women can recruit extravagances.

The next morning, Sun Yunzhou called the concierge to send Yang Shaowei an invitation, asking Yang Shaowei to visit the mansion.

Yang Shaowei tidyed up his clothes and said to the servant who came to report: "Take it, I said, I want him to come and beg me!"

The servant, even Yang Shaowei’s temperament, didn’t persuade too much, and just said: "Master, it’s been a long time, on the South Bodhisattva..."

Yang Shaowei made a ticket in front of Lin Yuan, and the shorter it took, the more proof he was capable.

There is no need to lose the decent face in front of Lin Yuan for the sake of fighting spirit.

Yang Shaowei took a deep breath: "Prepare the car, I will go over."

When he was really an official in the same dynasty, he slowly settled with Sun Yunzhou.

"This Yang Shaowei has a temper with his master." Lin Yuan read the report sent by his hand, and had a clue about how Yang Shaowei did things, and said to Chen Bosong, "This person, being too temperamental is not a good thing. , I am going to send Yang Shaowei to you."

Chen Baisong was taken aback: "Give it to me? What's the use of him?"

This is undisguised disgust.

Chen Baisong thinks Yang Shaowei is too thinking.

Most of the soldiers are straight. They repeat the same day after day in the barracks, twisting and winding to death.

If Yang Shaowei came and mixed the officialdom in the barracks, it would never bring any benefit.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Do you think you can't cure him?"

Chen Baisong looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan: "If you leave it to you, you have a good idea how to do it. He is too demon and not the right way. Just let him go up the right way."

Since Lin Yuan had spoken, Chen Baisong could only take his orders.

"Song Shizhao surrendered a good disciple, and even his meanness and stubbornness must be reported ten percent." Lin Yuan smiled on his face, his eyes cold, "but I only need one Song Shizhao."

Everyone has a place for everyone. As for those who can influence political power, the fewer the better.

Chen Baisong: "Understood, I know what to do."

Lin Yuan: "The only way I can rest assured is when you leave it to you, Bai Song, don't let me down."

Chen Baisong opened his mouth, but did not say a word.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, his face appeared tired, he leaned on the soft cushion: "In three months, we will go to Haozhou, Hanyang can only be handed to people who can trust."

Chen Baisong: "You are going to let Yang Shaowei..."

Lin Yuan: "I gave him a chance, and the rest depends on his own destiny."

Yang Shaowei is clever and wise, but his mind is too biased. If he can't correct him, it will be difficult to achieve.

Song Shizhao estimated that it was because of this that he sent Yang Shaowei over when he was fighting Hanyang. He seemed to care nothing about his disciples, but he also had a heart of love.

I just don't know if Yang Shaowei will hate him or respect him even more.