Chapter 361: The father and son who are colluding

"If you don't know, don't do it yourself. There is nothing perfect in this world," Chen Si shook his head and said, "Our generation is still there, and someone will pop up one day to criticize us." He couldn't forget the account book, and he did so secretly with Xu Wei, but he still couldn't escape the eyes of others.

As he spoke, he sighed silently, "But Li Mo has a much better reputation than Yan Song." At work, Li Mo is a very hardworking person. He works diligently, works from morning to night every day, and is very capable of working. He can handle things that others cannot do in a few years. In life, he is also a model of integrity who sets an example. During his presidency, the people who give gifts to him were lined up from the door to the street. When he waited for a few days, he did not see any of them. All the gifts were returned, and those who could not be returned were thrown away.

There are two major advantages, and the opposite side is Yan Song, this extremely disgraceful powerful minister. This makes Li Mo's reputation not much worse during and after his lifetime. At least he has to wear the two high hats of "loyal minister and honest official".

This is exactly what silence fears, because in the eyes of those civil officials with elm-headed minds, the ones who oppose the honest officials must be corrupt officials, and the ones who cannot get along with the loyal ministers must be treacherous officials. If you do it yourself, you will almost certainly be classified as corrupt officials and treacherous officials, just sooner or later.

In the Ming Dynasty, if the banner of "justice" is lost, although it is possible that it is as likely to be a great minister like Ge Lao and enjoy all his glory, it is absolutely impossible to convince people and respond to it with one call.

In Shen Mo's belief, being an official is just a ladder to help him realize his ambitions. If this ladder cannot carry him to touch his ideals, even if he can be entrusted to tens of thousands of people, he will still be just a waste.

Seeing Xu Wei's disappointed expression, he comforted quietly: "The art of war is that those who are good at fighting have no great achievements, and this is even more so in the officialdom. Using the smallest movements to achieve the expected results is the way to defeat."

Xu Wei frowned and said, "What you said just now is, if Yan Song can't deal with the situation. What if he has it?"

Silently whispered: "If so, Li Mo would definitely die without a place to bury it - it was Yan Song's habit to kill all the enemies. As far as I know, Yan Shifan used money and power to install many "eyes" from the Ministry of Personnel to Li Mo's private residence, and was watching his daily life day and night, hoping to find Li Mo's life gate..." As he said that, he sighed deeply: "And based on conspiracy and calculation, Yan Shifan was the only one who could see the loopholes that we could see, and he could not see it!"

"Did you look up to the one-eyed dragon?" Xu Wei said disapprovingly: "If he also discovered Li Mo's life gate, why didn't he launch it for a long time and watch his disciples be in trouble?"

"Forbearing, politicians are like wolves." Silent said lightly: "Like the most experienced prairie wolf, lurking quietly, waiting for the opportunity, and killing with one blow!"

"Yan Shifan is so powerful?"

"Yan Shifan can't do it, that person is too anxious and conceited, but Yan Song can do it!" Chen Si sighed again and said, "They are the sons who are planning to decide their father, and they are invincible!"

Sorting Xu Wei, he continued to wait quietly. Seeing that Yan Ge Lao was defeated, Li Shiyan took advantage of the victory to pursue him. The people in the court changed their minds, and the officials expressed their loyalty to Li Taizai, either openly or secretly. For a moment, wildfires and spring breezes and turbulent prairie fires, which really tends to be the Li family's tyranny.

Under a good situation, Li Mo judged that he had completed the siege of Yan Song, and only waited for the Ding Si Jing to investigate next year and then eliminated the backbone of the Yan Party... I am afraid that the followers who were mob under Yan Song would have already scattered in the next year. Even if they didn't have to do it themselves, the old thieves who were betrayed by their relatives would resign and go home in disgrace and completely withdraw from the stage of history.

His wishful thinking was so loud that the Yan Mansion, which had been silent for half a year, finally showed signs of activity.

West Chang'an Street, in the extremely luxurious study room of Yan Mansion...

Zhao Wenhua, Yan Maoqing, Wu Peng and other backbones gathered together and cried around Yan Shifan as if he was beheaded. The losses in the past six months were so serious, and many subordinates were captured by Li Mo. Yan Shifan was patiently comforted at first, but his temper was not good at first, and soon he roared like a firecracker, "Is it over? Is it over? I reach into my crotch and touch your eggs still? Why are you stumble like a woman and keep stuttering endlessly?"

When he got angry, his cheeks were tightly tense, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, like a hungry wolf who was eating people. Everyone immediately became depressed, all shrank their necks, looking at the little master in fear...

"Yan Shifan, why are you quarreling?" An old voice sounded. Master Yan Ge, wearing a brocade robe, entered the study tremblingly with the support of two pretty maids.

Yan Shifan glared at everyone fiercely, swallowed his anger into his stomach, changed into a smile, and went over to support his father and said, "You are old." It was not until now, and Master Yan took a nap.

"You are quarreling for a while, who can sleep?" Master Yan leaned on the soft chair and said lightly.

Everyone quickly apologized to their godfather, but Yan Shifan turned around and said to them: "Dad, you can't just blame us. Since the New Year, you have asked the children to endure it and not have conflicts with Mr. Li. The children are obedient. In the past six months, no one has troubled Li Mo."

Seeing Yan Song nodding slightly, Yan Shifan continued, "But what the result? Li Mo became more and more unscrupulous and had the potential to kill all the people... If he was to preside over the next year's Beijing inspection, his father would work hard and make a fortune, but his sons would have to be exiled, and those who were exiled will be exiled. Who will serve you and my mother then?"

His "dry brothers" all agreed, and the tear glands were well developed. A few touching tears achieved the effect of crying.

Yan Song didn't even open his eyes, but said in a voice: "Don't let you move, I'm protecting you. Don't even understand this principle?"

"Dad is still afraid of Li Mo..." Yan Shifan muttered in a low voice.

"Am I afraid of him?" Yan Song said with a sneer on his lips: "How is he better than Xia Yan?"

"Then why do you want to do it..." Yan Shifan said with a mouth squirting and spitting: "You want the children to be turtles?"

"Because I am really afraid..." Yan Song slowly opened his eyes and looked at the magnificent ceiling and said, "But I am afraid not Li Mo, but... the emperor." He said, "In the current Ming Dynasty, who can kill me except the emperor? No."

"Emperor?" Yan Shifan said in confusion: "You said that Your Majesty deliberately let Li Mo punish us?"

"Yes," Yan Song finally nodded, "All this is what Your Majesty hopes to see."

"Why did he do this?" Yan Shifan was so angry that his cheeks were trembling and said rudely to the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty: "For more than ten years, we father and son have sheltered him from wind and rain to seek happiness, and acted as a cow and took the blame! He hid in the palace to practice Taoism. The Ming Dynasty was all carried on the shoulders of our father and son! Is he going to take off the mill and kill the donkey?!" At the end of his words, he was about to jump and curse.

But the people in the room were obviously used to his furiousness, without any strange expression.

When he had angered, Yan Song was also angry, but not to Jiajing, but to Yan Shifan, and said angrily: "If you do this in the future, don't say it again! Remember to me, Your Majesty gave us everything. Without Your Majesty, I will definitely sit in the Hanlin Academy in Nanjing until eight years ago, and then you will obediently go back to Fenyi's hometown to farm! How could you be so arrogant and extravagant and lewd like this now?"

"You have earned this fame and fortune, and it is what your son deserves over the years." Yan Shifan said aggrievedly: "Twenty years ago, Your Majesty has been shaking hands and irrespective of the national affairs. The people's livelihood of the two capitals and 13 provinces in the country, and the people's livelihood of the trillions of people must be presided over by your father, and all have to be managed by your son." Since a few years ago, the old Yan Song was not energetic and could no longer cope with the heavy government affairs, so Yan Shifan asked him to go to the cabinet with him in the name of serving his father and took him to handle big and small matters, so Yan Shifan said this.

"You feel wronged?" Yan Song sighed again: "Yan Shifan feels wronged, and you feel wronged. You only have so much money to buy houses and buy land to raise women, don't you feel wronged? Wenhua What did you do in Zhejiang? Not to mention the ground, you can embezzle half of the military expenses of two million taels! This is not the stupidest thing!"

Yan Song glared at Zhao Wenhua angrily, and Zhao Butang, who was hiding with jade belt, knelt on his knees. He heard his godfather scolding him sternly: "What's stupid is that you actually put those things in a 200-strong cart and transported them into Beijing City in a swagger. Are you giving me a gift? You are digging a grave for our Yan family, do you know!" The old man was so angry that he coughed repeatedly, his face turned gray and gray.

Yan Shifan quickly stroked his back and fed water, and comforted him: "Wenhua is also filial. Besides, I have blamed him, so let's not talk about this."

Yan Song's anger surged up and pushed away the jade bowl that Yan Shifan had handed to his mouth. With a 'clang', he smashed it on the ground and scolded breathlessly: "Don't pretend to be a good person either. If you weren't for your insatiable and urgent bribes, Wenhua wouldn't have to be so anxious!!"

Yan Shifan asked for a big boring question and said embarrassedly: "Look, let's talk about Li Mo, are we asking for scolding me if we are fine?"

"The cause of the day before yesterday was today's fruit." Yan Song leaned on the back of the chair and said with a heavy breath: "When Li Mo attacked, I tried my best. Although I barely saved Wenhua, Your Majesty's hole candle shines brightly, and you know everything... The Southeast is Your Majesty's confidant. You are so inappropriate. How could Your Majesty not be angry? How could he not get tired of me?" He said with a look of fear: "If Hu Zongxian and the others had not made the Japanese/pirates cause another disaster, we would have finished. Do you know, Yan Shifan?"

Yan Shifan was extremely smart, but was blinded by the arrogance of "I'm the No. 1 in the world". Now when my father said that, he immediately woke up and said, "You mean, Your Majesty hates that we are so distorted, so he borrowed Li Mo's hand to punish us?"

"You are hopeless." Yan Song's breath gradually adjusted evenly, and his voice eased down and said: "The Ming Dynasty belongs to the emperor. He can determine the life and death of anyone, including your father and me. What should I do if I get hated by the emperor? Will I continue to make trouble?"

"No," Yan Shifan lost his temper now and covered his mouth and said, "That would cause a miserable death... We were not within the scope of the two inspections this year, making Li Mo unable to catch him. If we still stood up rashly, he would not mind to clean up us... No, he would definitely bite us."

"What should I do?" Yan Song raised his head slightly and asked.

"Pretending to be a grandson..." Yan Shifan squeezed out three words and said in a low voice: "You have to pretend to be pitiful, pretend to be innocent, accept it, and let Your Majesty feel compassion."

"It's not enough to show weakness, but you have to show your own son." Yan Song shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is most taboo to ministers to form cliques and make friends for personal gain. Didn't he say that I, Yan Song, have a party? He has attacked me for so long, but someone has said something for me? Seeing that I have fought back, why are you facing him?" He said, "Your Majesty's statement will be self-defeating! As long as Your Majesty feels that I am not as powerful as the legend, he will naturally not be afraid of me anymore."

Yan Shifan suddenly became clear in his mind and said to each other with his fists: "Then we will think about making the emperor afraid of Li Mo, and the situation on both sides will immediately turn around."

"Not bad." Yan Song nodded, looked at his sons with mocking sarcastic words: "Do you still blame me now?"

"I dare not, I dare not, I will never dare again." The sons shook their tails and begged for mercy, pretending to slap themselves: "We are not sensible, dad, don't be angry."

"Okay, stop pretending." Yan Song raised his hand slightly, telling them not to perform any more, and said to Yan Shifan: "You have something you said right."

"Which sentence?" Yan Shifan asked.

"If the Beijing Inspection Commission next year is still hosted by Li Mo, we will be completely finished." A cold light suddenly burst out from Yan Song's turbid eyes and said, "So, we can't let him live through this year!"

"Did Dad mean?" Yan Shifan trembled with excitement: "Now it's our turn to use his trump card?"

"It's not time yet." Yan Song shook his head slightly and said, "We have to brew it first."

"Don't worry." Yan Shifan patted his chest and asserted, and asked Wei Qianji, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of War, who was on the side, and said, "Have those disciples of Li Mo controlled them?"

"I have already held their family in my hands." Wei Shilang was a specialist in coercion and seduction in Yan Dangzhong. He said with his white teeth: "Don't worry, godfather, and those guys have copied that ruthless article and signed the autograph. There is no other way to go except to submit."

"Old Wei is still very experienced in doing things." Yan Shifan praised.

Yan Maoqing next to him said excitedly at this time: "Godfather, are we going to let those kids submit memorials to impeach Li Mo? The students scolded the teacher, but it is a strange story that His Majesty will definitely pay attention to it."

"Silly!" Yan Shifan sneered and said, "The emperor is much smarter than you. You know it is a strange story throughout the ages. Can the emperor not know?" He said, patted his head and said, "Who believes such an incredible thing except you, a pig head? Please come up with a higher style next time."

Yan Maoqing's lips trembled and said embarrassedly: "Oh, I just think I fart..."

Yan Song glanced at Yan Shifan and said, "What do you think you should do?"

"I want the child to say it." Yan Shifan lowered his voice: "It is certain to ask them to submit a memorial, but Li Mo cannot be impeached."

"Who is impeached?" Yan Song asked softly.

"Impossess your elder." As soon as Yan Shifan said this, the house was immediately infuriated and blamed Xiao Yan for his brothers. How could someone attack Lao Yan?

"Let him finish his words." Yan Song interrupted everyone. He knew that although his son had many shortcomings, he never gave any advice.

"Li Mo's disciple impeaches you, and this account must be counted on Li Mo's head." Yan Shifan said: "He is unaware of it."

"So what? There are too many memorials to impeach me." Yan Song said disapprovingly: "Your Majesty will not blame him for this."

"The key is the content of the impeachment." Yan Shifan smiled silly and said, "What if they attacked Zhang Jing's matter?"

Yan Song pondered for a long time, his face changed a lot, and he stretched out his thumb and shook it in front of his son, meaning, high! It's really high!

It has to be admitted that Yan Shifan is a bad guy - Zhang Jing was a case decided by the emperor himself. Whoever said this matter was just to find the emperor unhappy. But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Zhang Jing and Li Mo are close friends from fellow countrymen! This further confirms that Li Mo took the opportunity to retaliate. Although it would not cost him his life, it was enough for him to drink a pot.

"In the past six months, we have been deliberately tolerant. Although things are helpless, it has also encouraged Li Mo's arrogance." Yan Shifan sneered and said: "He is domineering and domineering. Sometimes even the emperor dares to take it. Now with this matter, Your Majesty will definitely be tired of him and think of his father's goodness." As he said, he slapped the table and said: "When the time comes, my father will take out the deadly things and completely destroy him into the eighteenth level of hell!"
Chapter completed!