After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Chapter 366 Team

After implicitly confirming Zhao Yong's position as the crown prince, Emperor Shenzong issued a series of imperial edicts, all of which were to confer titles on court officials.

"Wang Gui, Minister of the Left and Minister of the Imperial Court, was promoted to Duke of Xun..."

"Lü Huishu, Deputy Privy Councilor and Grand Secretary of the Advisory Palace, is given the title of Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince..."

"Wang Jiefu, the Left Servant, Grand Secretary of the Guanwen Hall, and Acting Envoy of the Three Departments, was given the title of Minister of Revenue and Duke of Jing..."

"Sima Junshi, Grand Secretary of the Duanming Palace, Director of the Censorate, and Chief Censor, was given the title of Minister of Rites and Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince..."

"Recruit former Privy Councilor Wen Kuanfu, grant him the title of Shangshu You Pushe and Sima Tu, and confer him the title of Crown Prince and Grand Marshal..."

"Han Shipu, Grand Secretary of the Guanwen Hall, Right Servant, and Minister of the Central Secretariat, was promoted to Duke of Yiguo..."

"Han Ming, Grand Secretary of the Jixian Hall, Privy Councilor, Vice Prime Minister, and Duke of Anyang County, was given the titles of Shangshu Zuo Pushe, Tong Zhongshu Menxia Pingzhangshi, Minister of War, and Prince's Guardian, and was renamed Duke of Weijun..."

As the seven imperial edicts for conferring titles and ranks were read out, the entire court fell into silence, and everyone's eyes were on the seven heads of the officials.

Some of the former chancellors and vice chancellors in the Secretariat understood what was going on. The emperor was beginning to identify the team to be entrusted with the care of the young emperor's son.

Among the seven people here, Han Ming, Wen Kuanfu, Wang Jiefu, and Sima Junshi are four representatives of the New Deal faction, Wang Gui is a conservative, and Lu Huishu and Han Shipu are representatives of the centrist faction.

Yes, here, Han Ming’s old father is not the representative of the New Deal faction, but together with his father-in-law, the Lu family, he constitutes a centrist force.

Han Ming knew clearly that his father Han Shipu simply did not like the way the New Deal faction handled some issues, and at the same time, he wanted to leave a way out for the Han family.

This can be seen from the fact that the Su brothers have always been committed to the centrist camp and balanced the relationship between the New Dealers and the conservatives.

Han Shipu also has his own ideas. Now that the struggle between the new policies and the conservatives is fierce, he should protect himself and open up a new path for the Han family.

As the saying goes, don't put all your eggs in one basket. Han Shipu doesn't want the Han family to be dragged into the quagmire of the New Deal faction one day in the future.

In this way, the entire team of the future imperial court has been preliminarily determined.

Next, they will gather around Zhao Yong and start a new chapter of the country.

. . . . . .

In December of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Emperor Shenzong held a long-awaited banquet in Jiying Hall and invited a large number of court officials and their families to participate.

Zhao Yong, who was only seven years old, stood beside Emperor Shenzong. His appearance and manners were dignified and he was highly praised by the ministers, who all congratulated Shenzong.

"Helper, come here and meet these important officials of the imperial court. They are all your teachers and elders. You must respect them well in the future."

Emperor Shenzong took Han Ming and seven other people and introduced them one by one. Especially when introducing Han, the young Zhao Yong looked at the other person with bright eyes and great interest.

"Han Qing is so tall!"

After all, Zhao Yong was only a seven-year-old child, and Han Ming was born tall, estimated to be about nine feet tall. Therefore, in Zhao Yong's eyes, Han Ming was like a mountain.

"Then Your Highness must also eat and drink well and exercise more, so that you can be as strong as me in the future."

Han Ming likes the little guy Zhao Yong very much, not only because of his young age, but also because in the future, Zhao Yong will indeed be a rare wise and heroic ruler in the history of the Song Dynasty.

It’s a pity that he was weak and sickly, and died young at the age of 25 in Funing Palace.

Looking at Zhao Yong, whose eyes were now bright and looked like a curious baby, Han Ming squatted down and hugged the child who had been a little sick all his life.

"Han Qing's arms are so warm!"

Zhao Yong rubbed Han Ming's neck like a kitten.

"It seems that Prime Minister Han really likes Your Highness!"

Old man Wen Kuanfu stroked his gray beard and smiled.

Han Ming chuckled and didn't reply. He looked at Emperor Shenzong who was somewhat expectant, and then nodded solemnly.

"If there is anything your Highness doesn't understand in the future, you can always ask me for advice. I will tell you everything I know."

Han Ming's statement attracted the approval of Wang Gui and others, and they all expressed their opinions to Zhao Yong.

Looking at the large group of old men with white beards, Han was the only one with black hair and beard, looking like a handsome man. Zhao Yong tightened the sleeves of Han Ming in his hands.

"Compared to us, the little prince might like Han Xiang very much!"

Wang Gui made a joke and everyone burst into laughter.

The banquet reached one climax after another, and Emperor Shenzong sat high on the dragon throne, with Zhao Yong standing beside him and Han Ming sitting below him.

The three of them watched the entire lively and cheerful banquet and smiled at each other.

Emperor Shenzong was filled with emotion. He reached out and grabbed Zhao Yong's hand, then walked to the attic next to Jiying Hall where they could overlook the distant view, followed by Han Ming.

"Such a country...wouldn't it make people nostalgic..."

Looking at the entire imperial palace and the brightly lit night market in Bianjing City, Emperor Shenzong spoke softly.

"Do you think the Song Dynasty will ever surpass the Han and Tang dynasties?!"

Zhao Yong tilted his head and kept thinking whether there was any deep meaning in this, while Han Ming sighed slightly.

In the original history, apart from literature, the Song Dynasty had no qualifications to be compared with the Han and Tang Dynasties, but now, it is hard to say.

"Since its founding, the Song Dynasty has gone through six generations of monarchs. If it were during the Han and Tang dynasties, it would have been a prosperous era, but the Song Dynasty has only just begun to establish a peaceful and orderly society."

"I am both lucky and unlucky. Fortunately, I am the monarch who will usher in a prosperous era. Unfortunately, I will not be able to see this prosperous era come."

"If we had followed your strategy, we would have completed the Northern Expedition long ago..."

"It's a pity that I couldn't wait any longer. This outcome is God's will. It seems that the day the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun are recovered will be the day when the prosperous era of the Great Song Dynasty will finally arrive."

"Son, this important task can only be entrusted to you by your father. You must remember to listen carefully to your teacher. With him here, you will have no problems."

"The Song Dynasty is a country with a heavy burden, and your burden is also heavy, but you are very lucky. You have the support of your father, your mother, and your elders. Most importantly, you have a teacher who loves you wholeheartedly."

"Come, today I will personally bear witness that you will take Jingyuan as your master, and from now on, you will serve him as you would your father."

As soon as Emperor Shenzong finished speaking, Han Ming knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, this is unacceptable! How can I, a minister, deserve such a grand gesture from the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty?"

Han Ming couldn't let Zhao Ceying and his son do this. They were not Liu Bei, and he was not Zhuge Liang.

Although he is loyal, he is not as selfless as the Prime Minister.

"Jingyuan... ahem... listen to me... agree to my plea, accept this child, and protect him for the rest of his life. This is my final request."

Emperor Shenzong was blown by the cold wind, and his already weak body immediately began to tremble and he coughed violently.

"Your Majesty, I summon the imperial physician for you!"

Han Ming turned around and was about to leave, but the next second, Emperor Shenzong Sisi pulled his sleeve and said, "Han Hou!!!"

I haven't heard this title for more than ten years. The term 'Han Hou' has accompanied me through the first twenty years of my wonderful life.

Now Emperor Shenzong shouted again, Han Ming's heart trembled, and he stood there at a loss.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Emperor Shenzong looked at Han Ming with a pale face, forcing a smile: "Han Hou..."