Chapter 505: Do Something, Don’t Do Something
Xu Wei is here.
"Who is spreading rumors?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Xu Wei shook his head. "Yan Song and his son return home at different times in the morning. This is the first time that Master has encountered them on the road..."
In other words, it seemed more like Jiang Qingzhi deliberately encountered Yan Song and his son this morning.
"My uncle stopped to talk with Yan Song and his son..." Xu Wei looked at Jiang Qingzhi, hesitant to speak.
"You're not going to say I did it on purpose, are you?" Jiang Qingzhi suddenly felt like he couldn't explain himself even if he had a mouth all over his body.
"Yes." Xu Wei nodded. "It is rumored that Lord Bo deliberately stopped Yan Song and his son from talking, giving the assassin an opportunity. When Yan Song and his son were assassinated, Lord Bo watched from the side and did not take action, which also became one of the evidences."
"The assassin attacked brazenly, and fled if he missed. It was too late in a split second. Could Mo Zhan and his men abandon me to save Yan Song and his son?" Jiang Qingzhi cursed, "Besides, do I have to kill them?"
"Who says it's not true? But some people say that Lord Bo wants to seize power. But Yan Song and his son are Lord Bo's biggest obstacles."
……
"Who did this?"
Lu Bing hurried back to the Jinyiwei Yamen.
Shen Lian followed closely behind him, "It was foggy this morning, so our people didn't see much. We only know that Yan Song and his son came out of Xiyuan and returned home, and met Jiang Qingzhi on the way. The two sides stopped to talk... The assassin attacked at this moment. Fortunately, the Beijing Guards Cavalry was preparing to go out of the city for training today, and they happened to encounter and repel the assassin."
"How is Yan Song?" Lu Bing walked into the lobby.
"Yan Song is fine, but Yan Shifan was hit by a sword. He is now being treated by the imperial physician in the West Garden." Shen Lian laughed as he spoke, as if he was gloating over someone else's misfortune.
"How is your injury?" Lu Bing looked serious.
The starting point of his alliance with the Yan Party was self-protection. If the Yan Party fell, he, Lu Bing, would become the target of criticism by the literati.
"Western Garden was heavily guarded, so we don't know. But I heard that Yan Song got angry and scolded the generals of the Military Affairs Department."
"How is things going, Your Majesty?" Lu Bing sat down.
"Your Majesty ordered the imperial physician to treat Yan Shifan and to conduct a thorough investigation."
"You didn't mention me, the Jinyiwei?" Zhu Hao said dissatisfiedly.
"Idiot!" Lu Bing said coldly, "Assassinating the prime minister will cause unrest in the court. The important officials will all be in danger. At this moment, the first priority of my Jinyiwei is to protect those important officials, not to hunt down the assassin."
"Yes."
Shen Lian said: "The key to this matter is whether Yan Shifan lives or dies. If he dies, I'm afraid there will be trouble in the capital."
Without Yan Shifan, Yan Song would not be able to suppress the political situation, and the Taoist priest could not come out in person to take charge, so the Prime Minister would inevitably be replaced.
Who can take over?
"Xu Jie!" Lu Bing thought of the gentle and kind-hearted Xu Jie, and his eyes became colder. "Send two good men to the Ministry of Rites."
Shen Lian was startled, "Lord Xu lives in seclusion and rarely goes out!"
Xu Jie was incredibly low-key. Not to mention assassins, even the Jinyiwei rarely encountered him outside.
"Do as I say!" Lu Bing said coldly.
"Yes."
Lu Bing raised his hand and stopped Shen Lian who was about to make arrangements.
"Tell Lord Xu that this is an emergency period, and if you have any questions, you can contact me directly."
Shen Lian looked at Lu Bing in dismay, "If Yan Shifan is not dead..."
Yan Shifan is not dead yet, but you, Lu Bing, are preparing to bet on Xu Jie. What are you trying to do?
Aren’t you afraid that Yan Song and his son will turn against you?
Shen Lian felt that he had fulfilled his responsibility as a think tank.
Lu Bing turned a deaf ear to it.
He and Yan Song and his son were just a combination of interests. As long as the interests did not touch each other's foundation, the relationship and alliance would exist. If the interests were not there, who would take each other seriously?
Lu Bing looked at Shen Lian and said, "Think more about the political situation."
Zhu Hao said: "Commander, now people outside say that the assassin was ordered by Jiang Qingzhi."
"Hmm?" Lu Bing put the whole thing together in an instant, "Jiang Qingzhi stopped Yan Song and his son from talking..."
"In addition, when Yan Song and his son were assassinated, Jiang Qingzhi did not help them." Shen Lian said, "Many people outside said that this was an internal conflict between two of His Majesty's trusted ministers. They stabbed each other in the back for power."
"As long as Yan Shifan is killed, Yan Song will surely step down in disgrace. Xu Jie may then take over as Prime Minister, but he will not be trusted by Your Majesty. And Jiang Qingzhi is now gaining more power, and Wang Yiqi and others are his followers." Shen Lian's voice echoed in the hall.
Lu Bing stroked his beard, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "He is young and inexperienced, but he was able to push Wang Yiqi and even Jiang Hua and others forward. He manipulated power behind the scenes..."
"That's right." Zhu Hao said.
The news came one after another.
"Commander, there are rumors outside that the Confucians and Mohists are fighting each other, and Yan Song and his son, who hold great power, chose to watch the battle, which made Jiang Qingzhi furious. He wants to kill Yan Song and his son, and go into battle bare-chested himself..."
"He wants to be the wall between your majesty and the ministers?" Shen Lian said, "Only by holding great power can he fight against the Confucians."
motivation!
Got it!
And it’s intense!
Lu Bing said calmly: "Go and get the news. Also, keep an eye on the safety of the important officials in the court."
"Yes."
After everyone left, Lu Bing rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
"Yan Song may look old, but a tiger protecting its cubs can still eat people no matter how old it is."
Shen Lian remained silent outside the hall for a long time.
"Experience Shen." A Jinyiwei came hurriedly.
"But is there any news?"
"Jiang Qingzhi taught those children outside the city, and those people said he was hiding from the limelight."
Shen Lian sighed, "Once you are suspected, people will speculate on that aspect no matter what you do."
……
"Your Majesty, the outside world says that this was done by Lord Changwei." Rui Jingxian brought the latest news, "Prime Minister Yan's old wife fainted after hearing the news, and the servants and guards in the house clamored to kill Lord Changwei for revenge..."
"How is Yan Shifan?" The Taoist priest was having a simple breakfast, two vegetable dishes and a small meat dish. The staple food was steamed buns.
"The imperial physician said that he probably won't die," Rui Jingxian said.
"Ok!"
The Taoist chewed slowly, the sweet taste of wheat flour slowly blooming on his taste buds, he swallowed the steamed bun, and asked, "Why did Qingzhi kill Yan Song and his son?"
Rui Jingxian didn't know whether he was asking himself or Huang Jin, so he hesitated for a moment and said, "They say that the great war between Confucianism and Mohism has begun, and the Confucian school is unstoppable, while Chang Wei Bo is alone.
Yan Song and his son waited and watched, which made Chang Wei Bo hate them to the core. So Chang Wei Bo wanted to kill Yan Song and his son, and use the trust of Your Majesty to hold the power and fight against the Confucianists. "
"That's a good reason." The Taoist slowly ate the vegetables. The original taste of the food was intoxicating, but he couldn't help but miss the rich taste of bacon. "But that idiot is not that kind of person. And Xu Jie..."
Lord Xu is so low-key!
Rui Jingxian thought that if Xu Jie took over as Prime Minister, he would definitely not dare to offend Jiang Qingzhi.
In this way, Jiang Qingzhi pushed Wang Yiqi and others into the cabinet, and then manipulated the court... With Dao Ye's trust, he might be able to sideline Xu Jie.
What the hell!
This seems to be a workable approach!
Rui Jingxian was attracted by Jiang Qingzhi.
"Qingzhi won't do that!"
Taoist put down his chopsticks, "Huang Jin."
"His Majesty."
"It's early autumn now, so it's time to eat sour food to calm the liver fire. Let them make a dish with bacon and add more vinegar."
"Yes."
……
"…The king has Yiqi as his second assistant, and has Lord Bo as his backer. In addition, your majesty and Confucianism are great enemies, so he will definitely support Lord Bo. In this way, all we need to do is to sideline Xu Jie, Lord Bo will hold the power, and compete with Confucianism, and the general trend will be achieved!"
Xu Jie was moved.
It was break time and the children were running around. Some of the older ones took the initiative to help move bricks without being asked.
Jiang Qingzhi sat on the brick, hugged his knees and looked at the children, saying: "As the saying goes, judge others by yourself. Those people think that this is the best for our Mohist school. But they forgot that if I use the power in the court as a weapon to fight against the Confucianists, what will happen to the government?"
"It's in chaos." Xu Wei said softly, "Just find an opportunity to clean up the court."
Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette and asked, "What is the purpose of the Mohist school?"
"Revival of the Ming Dynasty."
"If I act in this way, the court officials will be divided into two factions, and they will be as hostile as fire and water. Is this to revive the Ming Dynasty, or to use this as an excuse to fight for power?"
Xu Wei: "My Lord, when doing great things, you should not be too particular about small matters."
"You're wrong. This is not a trivial matter." Jiang Qingzhi pointed at the children. "My decision at this moment will be taken for granted by them. I have joined forces with others to fight against those who are different for the sake of the future of the Mohist School, and even disregarded the overall situation. When these children grow up, they will also talk about the Mohist School for their own benefit."
Jiang Qingzhi looked at Xu Wei, "This is another Confucian."
It's a fucking joke that the dragon slayer ends up becoming the dragon.
Xu Wei somewhat disagreed. In his opinion, as long as the purpose was correct, the process did not have to be absolutely correct.
Jiang Qingzhi lit up the medicine cigarette and said seriously: "Old Xu, if it was against a foreign race, I would not hesitate, and I could use even more shameless means. But this is the Ming Dynasty, it is China, it is the spiritual home and support of me and countless people.
Fine! You can laugh at my pedantry, but I still believe that within the Ming Dynasty, there are things that should be done and things that should not be done. "
Xu Wei sighed, "Even if the Mohist School is in tatters?"
Jiang Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, and many images flashed through his mind...
The Manchus entered the country and killed many people. Then they purged the country, which made this great nation almost extinct. From then on, China was lost. In the course of the past hundred years, if there was any mistake, this nation would have no chance to turn things around.
For the sake of this nation, what does it matter if the means are unjust?
Just once!
Just once!
Jiang Qingzhi closed his eyes, opened them again, extinguished the tobacco, and stood up:
"Attend class!"
The children gathered around.
Jiang Qingzhi wrote two words on the whiteboard.
"Today's professor asks you to wait for two words."
He pointed to two words with a branch and said, "Read after me, Hua."
More than a hundred children followed suit and chanted.
"magnificent."
"summer."
"summer."
"What is Hua and what is Xia?" Jiang Qingzhi explained: "From a geographical point of view, Hua and Xia both refer to the Central Plains, which is the land under our feet."
The children listened in confusion.
Xu Wei sighed and sat there looking at his boss.
"This is a geographical interpretation, but Huaxia also has cultural implications."
Jiang Qingzhi wrote two lines on the whiteboard, turned around and said, "I know you don't understand these things now, but remember, remember these two words, this word firmly, for the rest of your life, and pass them on to your descendants."
The children raised their heads, their little faces solemn.
"Read after me."
Jiang Qingzhi said loudly: "China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has beautiful clothing, so it is called Hua."
Not far away, Xia Yan looked over here with his hands behind his back, and recited softly, "China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has beautiful clothing, so it is called Hua."
The children's voices came, "China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has beautiful clothes, so it is called Hua."
(End of this chapter)
