Although the world has not yet been unified, and powerful enemies are surrounding him, Sun Quan seems to no longer care. He seems eager to clean up the interior.
Forcing ministers to take sides, tempting ministers to oppose each other, and even forcing the death of the pillars of the country.
Coupled with Wu Guo's consistent performance.
Feng Da Sima expressed doubts about how enterprising Sun Da Emperor could be.
Even if there is, after this wave of large-scale purges, Feng Dasima is even more doubtful about what Wu, which has little offensive capabilities, will eventually become.
"Among the Three Kingdoms, Wu is the weakest. If Sun Quan is really unlucky enough to be betrayed by Alang, then this move is tantamount to him voluntarily withdrawing from the world war."
Madam You thought about it. Although she didn't dare to believe it, Alang's guess was probably the best explanation for Sun Quan's abnormal behavior.
All I heard was Feng Dasima sneered:
"In the past, when Zhou Yu and Lu Su were commanding the army, Jiangdong was able to take a global view and forge ahead with determination."
"After Lu Meng succeeded Lu Su as the governor, Jiangdong was already short-sighted!"
If you want to ensure the safety of Jiangdong, you need to control the upstream, no problem.
In order to control the upper reaches, you don't hesitate to backstab your allies, there is no problem.
The problem lies in choosing the wrong time.
He stabbed his allies in the back and captured Nanjun, seemingly controlling the upper reaches and ensuring the safety of Jiangdong.
In fact, he almost pushed himself into a place of eternal destruction.
Liu Bei is not happy to help you share the pressure of Wei State in Jingzhou, but insists on going into battle himself.
After getting it, he realized that he couldn't bear it at all, and hurriedly asked Liu Cao for mercy and peace. How is this different from the rats?
That is to say, I met Cao Pi, the innocent second generation ancestor, and I was lucky enough to get through.
If Cao's wife had died two years later, how would Sun Quan have any chance of becoming King of Wei and Wu?
The Rat King of the Wei Dynasty is almost the same.
When Lu Meng captured Jingzhou, he not only had to divide his troops to guard the east and west, but also dispersed the troops in Jiangdong.
Moreover, Jingzhou has Wei in the north and Shu in the west, making it the place where the four battles took place.
When Liu Bei was angry and raised his army, Cao Pi, the second generation ancestor, listened to half of Liu Ye's plan and took the opportunity to sneak attack from the north.
It may be too exaggerated to destroy Wu in ten days, but three months is enough.
The attack on Jingzhou was a great tactical success, but it could not cover up the strategic failure.
Because of this move, he also cut off the hope of fighting for the world with his allies, and could only die slowly - if a certain country turtle did not illegally travel through and use the dragon-slaying technique to reduce the dimensionality of the attack.
Isn't this short-sighted?
"The Prime Minister once said that Sun Quan's intelligence was not good, so he could only protect himself in Jiang. But in my opinion, now that he is old and has lost his energy, I am afraid he has resigned himself to his fate."
Although I don’t know if what Feng Dashima said is true.
But if the Wu people really give up their ambition to conquer the world, it will definitely be a good thing.
Even if he didn't hit the mark, Sun Quan's abnormal behavior would probably cause trouble to the state of Wu for a while.
A Wu State that actively weakens itself is a good ally.
The right lady put the letter away with satisfaction, put it in her sleeve pocket, and then said:
"It looks like the wedding will be held in two days, and I will go into the palace to get together with my sister."
She was saying hello in advance and wanted to discuss this matter with the queen.
Obviously, Mrs. Right said earlier that she thought there was something in Feng Da Sima's words, but it was not because she didn't understand.
Then, she glanced at Feng Da Sima and warned:
"On that day, remember to drink less, so you don't smell like drunk again."
"Oh, can you blame me?" Feng Da Sima clicked his tongue, "Well, at the imperial gathering, His Majesty will reward you with a banquet, how can you not drink?"
On the first lunar month of every year, I receive congratulations from the great dynasty.
On this day, you have to get up in the middle of the night to prepare, and then go to Weiyang Palace to congratulate the emperor on the New Year.
This New Year's greeting is not just about saying nice things to Fatty Liu with a mouth.
I have to go with my New Year’s gifts!
That's right, at the great court meeting, when paying New Year's greetings to the emperor, you have to give gifts.
The duke and marquis will give jade bis, if the prize is 2,000 shi, a lamb will be given, if the price is 2,000 shi, a lamb will be given, if the price is less than 1,000 shi, a wild goose will be given, and if the price is less than 400 shi, a pheasant will be given.
When the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was here, he only paid attention to the Northern Expedition. In addition, the country was not strong yet, so everything was kept simple.
It’s different now, it’s back to the old capital.
This etiquette system should also be on the right track.
Anyway, big men are rich now, with tens of millions of horses, cattle and sheep. If you win two thousand dan, you will get a lamb. Basically, it is just for good luck.
Moreover, His Majesty did not receive the gift in vain, he would entertain all the ministers who came to congratulate him:
The minister serves the soup, the minister serves the rice, and plays the music of eating.
All the officials were given a banquet and had a great time.
But the question is...why did the Duke and Marquis give the jade?
Moreover, jade bis are given in pairs. How many lambs can a pair of good jade bis buy?
When Marquis Feng Pingcheng thought of this, he cursed a little.
The emperor is rich all over the world, why should he need such a big gift from his minister?
Other marquises can give ordinary jade bis, but only Feng Pingcheng County Marquis cannot.
After all, he is the emperor's brother-in-law.
Most importantly, who in the world doesn’t know Hou Pingkong of Fengping County’s ability to make money?
Can I give you the same thing as someone else?
So Feng always feels:
During the Great Court Meeting, Fatty Liu treated guests to palace banquets for those without titles, but the money was paid by people above the marquis level.
"It's not that I don't let you drink, I just want you to drink less."
After all, it was a meeting of the imperial court, and Alang was the Grand Sima, the most important minister in the imperial court. It was impossible not to drink.
"After all these years, don't you still know me? I'm not a drinker." Feng Dasima sighed, "How many people are coming over to toast me?"
The right lady snorted and said, "You are the Great Sima. Apart from His Majesty and those elders, who can force you to drink?"
To put it bluntly, even those senior ministers may not dare to let Alang drink if their own Alang says he doesn't want to drink.
Liu Yan is now the number one in the court, and he is also a clan member. Is his status enough?
Do you want him to force Alang to drink?
"Okay, okay, I'll keep an eye on it."
Feng Dashima was too lazy to argue with her about this, "Don't worry, you won't drink too much."
However, when things came to a close, Feng Da Sima broke his promise.
After the Great Court Meeting, it was already turning west. On the first day of the sixth year of Yanxi, Feng Da Sima was drunk and was sent out of the palace by someone sent by his brother-in-law.
"Da Sima?"
The servants guarding outside the palace quickly came to welcome him and supported Feng Da Sima.
"fine."
Feng Da Sima opened his eyes, glanced at the small yellow door where the chariot was escorting him out, and said softly:
"Thank you for your help, chamberlains."
"Don't dare, don't dare, it's a small man's honor to serve Da Sima!"
Xiao Huangmen, who took the lead, bowed slightly and had a flattered smile on his face.
Regardless of whether it's true or not, it always makes people feel comfortable.
Another servant took Xiao Huangmen's hand with a wink and thanked him profusely.
At the same time, several bills slipped into the other party's hands without leaving any trace.
Xiao Huangmen became even more happy and smiling.
Any errand related to Da Sima is always a good errand.
Be generous and full of oil and water.
As soon as the people in the palace heard that he was working for Da Sima, they ran as fast as they could.
If there are those who run fast, then there will naturally be those who run slow.
Xiao Huangmen's eyes quickly glanced at another carriage not far away that looked slightly shabby.
Compared to the Great Sima, the General is really stingy and is not willing to give a single reward.
Not wanting to look at the general's carriage any longer, Xiao Huangmen bowed to Feng Da Sima again and laughed with him:
"Da Sima has been drinking. Please walk more slowly on the road to dissipate the smell of alcohol and sober up."
"Thank you for reminding me. Please come back, chambermaid."
"Then the little man won't bother Da Sima anymore."
Xiaohuangmen led the people back, and inadvertently turned around and saw the general's servants talking to Da Sima who was about to board the carriage.
Then Da Sima gave up getting on his own car and walked towards the general's car.
"I've met Mr. Jiang."
Feng Dashima, who was helped into the car by his servants, exhaled a strong breath of alcohol, leaned weakly on the car, and smiled bitterly at Jiang Wan:
"I am weak after drinking. I am extremely rude. I hope Mr. Jiang will forgive me."
Jiang Wan was wrapped in a slightly faded down jacket and sat across from him. Between the two of them, there was a small stove burning smokeless charcoal.
This smokeless charcoal should be a reward from the palace.
The red charcoal made the carriage quite warm.
"It would be rude of me to invite Da Sima here."
Jiang Wan said something, then covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
Feng Dasima reached out and opened his car window halfway to let in fresh air from outside, while reminding:
"Mr. Jiang, this fine charcoal looks smokeless, but in fact it just has less smoke. Especially in a small place like a car, you should pay more attention to avoid being poisoned by charcoal."
As he said that, he looked inside the car again and sighed slightly:
"Mr. Jiang really should change to a better car. This car is so shabby inside and out."
"You know, I admire Mr. Jiang's character, but you don't know, you think that we big men are so poor that even the general can only ride in a carriage like this."
Jiang Wan pointed at Feng Da Sima and smiled, shook his head and refused:
"This car is very good, there is no need to replace it."
Then he raised his head slightly, with a bit of sadness on his face:
"It's good to be able to ride on a carriage now. I still remember when we were in Sichuan, where were the carriages? They were all ox-carts, and some were deer-carts."
"Who would have thought," the sigh on Jiang Wan's face turned into a smile, "that one day we would be able to ride a carriage and travel freely on the streets of Chang'an City."
Speaking of this, Jiang Wan said seriously to Feng Da Sima: "Speaking of which, I really want to thank Da Sima."
"Hey, Mr. Jiang, what are you talking about?" Feng Dasima was half awake from the fright, and waved his hands quickly, "This is the result of the joint efforts of His Majesty and the loyal and righteous men of the Han Dynasty. How can you say you are thanking me?"
"Hahaha!" Jiang Wan laughed, "I mean, you went out of your way to hold off my drink in the palace hall today. I want to thank you very much."
Feng Da Sima breathed a sigh of relief and leaned softly against the carriage again:
"It turns out that Mr. Jiang was teasing me and scared me."
"Mr. Jiang has been in poor health for the past two years. Even the doctor has told him to drink less. I am a backward man and have to stop drinking for Mr. Jiang. That is what I should do."
The Great Sima, the Great General, also records the affairs of the Secretariat, and is also the head of the ministers.
At a grand banquet such as the Great Court Meeting, if one of the two drinks less and the other does not drink, it would be too disappointing.
In order not to disappoint everyone, Feng Da Sima naturally had to stand up.
We can't let Jiang Wan drag his sick body to fight in bars?
"My body is getting worse and worse."
Jiang Wan sighed with emotion, "Last winter, I got sick again. If I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive for long."
"Mr. Jiang, don't think about all these things. Take good care of your body and you will get better."
Feng Dashima said, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
Although he was responsible for recording Shangshu affairs, most matters concerning the Shangshu desk were left to Jiang Wan.
As the Han Dynasty continued to regain its old places, state affairs became more and more busy and complicated.
The burden of being a minister is much heavier than if you were confined to a corner of Shu.
Therefore, Jiang Wan naturally had to work harder than when he was in Shu.
It's just that Feng couldn't rush to help. After all, the current division of labor is a tacit understanding that everyone has reached over the years.
"I know my body better than anyone else, so there is no need for Da Sima to comfort me."
Jiang Wan coughed a few more times before continuing:
"The most important task of running the country at the Chancellor's desk is the most important. If I continue to occupy the position due to my illness, I am afraid that I will miss important national affairs. Therefore, I would like to discuss something with the Grand Sima today."
When Feng Da Sima heard this, he quickly sat up straight:
"Mr. Jiang, please tell me."
"Fei Wenwei (also known as Fei Yi) is honest and honest. He has made no mistakes in the past few years since he has been appointed minister. He has followed the rules of the prime minister in many things and can be entrusted with important responsibilities."
A gust of cold wind blew in from the open window, making Jiang Wan wrap herself up in a down jacket:
"If I have any inconvenience in the future, Fei Wenwei can take charge of the office of the Chancellor for me. What does the Grand Sima think?"
Hearing this, Feng Da Sima couldn't help but look at Jiang Wan seriously.
But seeing that Jiang Wan's face was thin and slightly sick, he knew that Jiang Wan was arranging a successor.
I don’t remember when Jiang Wan disappeared in history.
But Feng Da Sima knew that Fei Yi was indeed Jiang Wan's successor.
He nodded:
"Although I record the affairs of the Secretariat, Mr. Jiang has always been responsible for the affairs of the Secretariat. I have been lazy. Therefore, Mr. Jiang must know more about the affairs of the Secretariat than me."
"Besides, Fei Wenwei has been helping Mr. Jiang handle political affairs at the Chancellor's Desk over the years. Since Mr. Jiang praised him so much, I think he must have something special about him."
Seeing Da Sima like this, Jiang Wan seemed extremely happy.
His originally pale sick face was now slightly flushed.
"The Great Sima trusts the Chancellor and delegates power to the Chancellor. That is because the Great Sima is open-minded and generous."
"But I and others have to know how to advance and retreat. Naturally, this kind of matter still requires the consent of Da Sima."
Perhaps she was a little excited. Jiang Wan said so much in one breath, couldn't help coughing twice, and then continued:
"After the Great Court Meeting, I'm afraid many disciples and colleagues will come to congratulate Grand Sima's Mansion. Ordinary people may not be able to enter Grand Sima's Mansion during this period."
"I am here to take advantage of my old age and shamelessly ask for a door ticket for Fei Wenwei, can you?"
Feng Dasima laughed:
"Chiang Kai-shek has made it known, not to mention just one piece, but ten or twenty, that's fine."
"Thank you so much, Da Sima."
"Mr. Jiang has promoted talents for the country, why should he thank me?"
Fengda Sima waved his hand, "Actually, I want to thank Mr. Jiang. I want to carry out the ambition of the Prime Minister. Without Mr. Jiang's support, I am afraid it will be difficult every step of the way."
Jiang Wan's promotion of Fei Yi can only mean one thing: the political structure of the Han Dynasty will not change for a long time to come.
Working together to annihilate the bandits and revive the Han Dynasty will still be the consensus of everyone in the Han Dynasty in the future - including Fatty Liu.
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Jiang Wan doesn't want this to change.
Feng Yongyong hopes to change.
Most people in the court don't want to change either.
"Da Sima asked me not to say thank you, why did Da Sima himself say thank you?"
Jiang Wan stretched out his slightly withered hand and said, "Get rid of the traitors, revive the Han Dynasty, and return it to the old capital."
Feng Da Sima also stretched out his hand and gave Jiang Wan a gentle blow:
"Get rid of the traitors, revive the Han Dynasty, and return the old capital."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The two countries of Han and Wu were quietly preparing for the exchange of power.