Chapter 777: Diverting trouble to the east
A lot of things happened after the war, but they had little to do with Jiang Qingzhi.
He threw all the matters to Yan Song, who was furious and said, "I am very old and young people should respect the elderly as well as the elderly of others."
Jiang Qingzhi's answer was: Old people need something to do, otherwise they will feel that life is meaningless. In a word, if you have something to do, you, Old Yan, can live longer.
After saying this, Jiang Qingzhi carried his fishing gear and left the city.
Yan Song seemed to be thinking about something, and Zhao Wenhua took the opportunity to slander him: "Adoptive father, Jiang Qingzhi did this on purpose." Seeing his old adoptive father thinking, he thought he was thinking about what he said, and was secretly happy, saying: "After the war, everything is complicated, and rewards and punishments are the most important. Jiang Qingzhi seems to be generous by letting it go, but in the end, can this matter be bypassed by him?"
"Hmm!" Yan Song snorted.
Zhao Wenhua was overjoyed, "Foster father, rewards and punishments are the easiest to offend people!"
"Ok!"
"Jiang Qingzhi said that only by having something to worry about can one live a long life. I think he wants to make my adoptive father extremely anxious!"
The old prime minister had never been in the army before. There were many factions in the army, and when discussing rewards and punishments, there would inevitably be fighting among them. As the arbitrator, Yan Song would become the target of public criticism if he was not careful.
This is what Zhao Wenhua thought. He whispered, "He wishes his adoptive father..."
"To die?"
Zhao Wenhua nodded.
Yan Song sighed, "Come here."
Zhao Wenhua: “…”
Zhao Wenhua walked over slowly, thinking that his adoptive father was going to praise him.
Yan Song raised his hand.
Snapped!
Zhao Wenhua covered his face: "Godfather!"
"Get out!"
Zhao Wenhua rolled out in embarrassment.
Yan Song coughed dryly and said, "Someone come."
The attendant came in, "Prime Minister."
"I remember Madam brought me a lot of dried meat. Where did you put it?"
The attendant thought for a moment and said, "I took some out on the way, but the Prime Minister said he had a toothache and couldn't eat any, so he put them all back in the car."
"Get some good ones."
"Yes."
When Ouyang Family takes action, the scale must be large… A terrifyingly large bag of dried meat, all of which are top-quality goods.
"Chang Wei Bo has gone fishing outside the city. You can go there and give the dried meat to Sun Chong Lou."
The attendant looked at his master and said, "Prime Minister, this..."
"Go quickly!"
After the entourage left, the old prime minister hummed a tuneless little song, looking very contented.
The old eyes narrowed slightly, "There are countless people who want me to die quickly, but Jiang Qingzhi is definitely not one of them. This guy wishes I could live a hundred years. With me in front, he can fish in troubled waters."
Thinking of Zhao Wenhua's stupidity, Yan Song frowned slightly.
This kid wasn't that stupid before!
In fact, Zhao Wenhua is not stupid. If he were a fool, how could he be in charge of the Ministry of Public Security?
He was too arrogant and domineering, that is, too arrogant. Such people have a common problem. Once they are humiliated by someone, they will regard it as a great humiliation and will never stop fighting with that person.
Jiang Qingzhi had tortured Zhao Wenhua several times, making him look very ugly and embarrassed. He was also tortured in the imperial prison for a long time.
Zhao Wenhua swore that he would kill Jiang Qingzhi in this lifetime. Once a person wants something, he will be anxious and eager. If he fails to achieve his goal after many attempts, it means that he cannot get what he wants.
If you can't get what you want, your mentality will be unbalanced... So Zhao Wenhua, who is normal at other times, always has an unbalanced mentality when facing Jiang Qing.
"Yuan Fu, Huang Mao is here."
"Oh!" Yan Song raised his eyes and nodded. Then Huang Mao came in and said after bowing, "Prime Minister, yesterday I received a letter from a friend in the capital, which mentioned..."
Huang Mao glanced at Yan Song. The old Prime Minister looked calm. Huang Mao then said, "There are two outcomes to this battle, victory or defeat. If we lose, we need not say more. We will rush forward and beat Jiang Qingzhi, this fallen dog. If we win, we are not afraid..."
"Oh!" Yan Song took a sip of tea.
Huang Mao looked at him and said, "With this great victory, Jiang Qingzhi's prestige is unrivaled. He deserves the title of the first commander of the Ming Dynasty. The soldiers and civilians of the nine borders and even the northern soldiers and civilians will regard him as a god. Yuanfu, your achievements are so great... it will overshadow the master!"
Yan Song nodded slightly and said calmly: "Anything else?"
The Prime Minister seemed to be tempted... Huang Mao was secretly delighted, "Once the victory report reaches the capital, some people will make a fuss, saying that Jiang Qingzhi has ulterior motives and his advisers are inciting him to rebel... Taking advantage of the army's triumphant return, they will suddenly launch an attack and capture the capital in one fell swoop..."
"Your Majesty won't believe it," Yan Song said.
"Many times, suspicion is like sowing seeds. Once the seeds are sown, sooner or later they will sprout, bloom and bear fruit."
Yan Song nodded. "These words are not from a friend, but your own plan, right?"
The old Prime Minister is indeed wise, it seems that he followed the right person... Huang Mao smiled and said: "This is just my humble opinion. Prime Minister, Jiang Qingzhi has returned to the capital with his achievements, and he will definitely fight with you in the court. Let's make plans first, as the saying goes, the early bird catches the worm..."
"roll!"
Yan Song's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder, which surprised Huang Mao.
"Please!" The attendant came in. Huang Mao was puzzled and left the room with his head down.
Yan Song watched him leave, with his advisor Shen Jun by his side. Yan Song asked, "Do you know why Huang Mao did this?"
Shen Jun stroked his beard and smiled, "As soon as Huang Mao arrived in Datong, he confronted Zhang Da everywhere and tripped him up many times. After Chang Wei Bo arrived in Datong, Huang Mao was afraid of being retaliated against, so he took the initiative to surrender to Yuan Fu. He didn't dare to take action during the war, and after the war he wanted to use Yuan Fu to deal with Chang Wei Bo..."
"Too selfish." Yan Song's words determined Huang Mao's future.
You can be selfish within the Yan Party, but selfishness cannot hinder major events.
"Those people are trying to incite Changwei to rebel, but they are actually trying to make Your Majesty suspicious of your subjects because they think their achievements are too great to be rewarded and that their achievements are too great to be rewarded. But if Your Majesty is suspicious of Changwei, won't you also be suspicious of Yuanfu? If those people take action, they will not abandon Yuanfu."
Yan Song nodded. "In the past few years, I have stood in front of Your Majesty, preventing those people from finding opportunities to attack Your Majesty, which has caused so much hatred. If hatred is like water, I would have been drowned long ago. How could those people let me go? Huang Mao..."
Yan Song pondered, and Shen Jun said, "Prime Minister, it is rare for Chang Weibo to show kindness this time."
Only Zhao Wenhua knew that Sun Chonglou saved Yan Song on the battlefield, and Zhao Wenhua was unwilling to tell others to add points to Jiang Qingzhi. Therefore, Shen Jun was also a little confused and felt that it was wrong for Jiang Qingzhi to leave all the post-war affairs to Yan Song.
"But isn't he worried that the Prime Minister will target his confidants in matters of reward and punishment?"
Yan Song shook his head, "He won't worry."
Yan Song was greedy and despicable, but he had a sharp eye and saw through Jiang Qingzhi's intention at a glance, "He is lazy and unwilling to do these tedious things."
"As for the matter of rewards and punishments..." Shen Jun said softly, "Many people took the initiative to join us this time, right..."
"Act impartially!" Yan Song said. Seeing Shen Jun was a little surprised, he smiled and said, "Jiang Qingzhi seems to have let it go, but are Zhang Da and the others vegetarians?"
With Jiang Qingzhi's support, Zhang Da and others will make a fuss, and once things get out of hand... the old prime minister himself won't even have the face to see Jiang Qingzhi.
After all, it’s a life-saving grace!
"Didn't Madam get some preserved fruits? Send some to Sun Chonglou!"
The attendant looked at Yan Song and thought that their Prime Minister had gone insane. He went out and muttered, "The Prime Minister treats that kid better than his own children and grandchildren."
The river outside the city was neither big nor small. At the backwater, Jiang Qingzhi was sitting on a stool wearing a bamboo hat. There was a cloth spread beside him, on which were placed various snacks and a pot of fine wine.
The fishing conditions were good today, and Jiang Qingzhi caught several big fish in a short while. Without washing his hands, he grabbed a crisp whistle and put it in his mouth.
The crispy whistle was made by Jiang Qingzhi himself a few days ago. He specially used 70% lean high-quality pork to fry in a pan. After the fat was boiled out, he added some fermented rice wine and soy sauce.
Sweet and salty!
The crispy taste is not dry, but soft and chewy.
The more chewy the more fragrant.
Jiang Qingzhi washed down the crisp whistle with a sip of fine wine, and Xu Wei came.
As soon as he arrived, he grabbed a handful of crispy whistles and stuffed them into his mouth. He poured himself three cups of wine and then sat down and said, "Zhao Wenhua and Huang Mao escaped from Yan Song's residence in a panic earlier."
"During the war, we joined hands to fight the enemy. When the war is over, the honeymoon period is over too." Jiang Qingzhi laughed, "Yan Song is not a fool. Although he and I have contradictions and conflicts of interest, we also have many common interests. As the saying goes, we fight without breaking, and we are at peace but different. This is the case with Yan Song and I. We have many common interests, but we both dislike each other."
Jiang Qingzhi said with amusement: "However, Yan Song has not made any statement on this, which shows that the old man has also begun to be wary of me. Old Yan, that's not very kind!"
Xu Wei ate a few pickled broad beans and said, "I was wandering around the market before and heard someone say... that the uncle was bewitched by his staff and was planning a rebellion."
"When did you bewitched?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Xu Wei coughed dryly and said, "This matter! I think it can be used."
"Tell me." Jiang Qingzhi relaxed all over and didn't want to think about anything.
From the moment the army left Beijing, Jiang Qingzhi entered a state of complete selfless concentration.
Many times his subordinates saw him calmly, as if he didn't take the war seriously. However, they didn't know that this was just the basic training of a military strategist.
No matter what trouble you are facing, stay calm. Only when the coach is calm can the morale of the troops be stable.
Jiang Qingzhi and Altan fought back and forth, attacking each other, and each move seemed to be lighthearted and particularly free and easy. However, the large amount of calculations and trade-offs behind each move were not known to outsiders.
After the war, Jiang Qingzhi felt exhausted both physically and mentally, so he had a drinking contest with Yan Song.
When people are tired, they always have to numb themselves and relax.
At this moment his mind was empty and he was listening to Xu Wei talking.
"When the victory report reaches the capital, those people will be extremely jealous and will be even more wary of you. In that case, why not go with the flow?"
"What do you mean?" Jiang Qing was stunned and looked at Xu Wei carefully, "You are not..."
Damn!
Xu Wei is a man of extreme temperament. He wouldn't really want to incite me to rebel, right?
Jiang Qingzhi felt a splitting headache just thinking about building an empire and governing it.
It’s not easy to be an emperor!
Xu Wei smiled and said, "Leave the army to Yan Song, and return to Beijing alone."
Those people could not find any place to attack Jiang Qingzhi, and they were ashamed to sheathe their swords, so they turned their spearheads to their old rival Yan Song.
"In this way, Lord Bo not only escaped smoothly, but also let Yan Song bear the blame for suspicion."
"Dirty the disaster to the east?"
"Correct."
(End of this chapter)
