Seeing Changsun Wuji silent in silence, obviously very embarrassed, Li Zhi leaned forward slightly and said with a smile: "I also know that these two things are really difficult. If I am not helpless, how can I come to ask my uncle for advice?
No matter what, I have to rely on my uncle for advice on these two matters, otherwise I will not be able to leave today!"
Changsun Wuji looked at Li Zhi, who looked tired, and immediately couldn't laugh or cry, feeling quite trapped in a cocoon of depression.
"Your Highness, don't be anxious. This first thing is easy to talk about. At worst, the old minister will give up his wealth and use his own money to provide iron materials to the Foundry Bureau. But for the last thing, unless the old minister is unwilling to contribute, Your Highness should go back.
It would be best to seek help from Your Majesty."
Li Zhi immediately grimaced, wondering: "I'm afraid that my father thinks that this king is incompetent, so he feels disgusted."
I had vowed to come to the Ministry of War, but my father was under great pressure to help me. However, after three days, I ran back to ask for help when something happened. How did my father view me?
It's absolutely useless.
Changsun Wuji comforted him and said: "Your Highness is overly worried. With so much ordnance being shipped to Liaodong, no one can do anything about it. Normally, such a thing shouldn't happen. It's not like everyone in the Liaodong army is carrying a torch.
The sticks were enough to sweep Goguryeo, and this batch of ordnance was just the icing on the cake. It was only because Fang Jun had hundreds or thousands of naval warships in his hands that he could transport these ordnance by water to Liaodong overnight, so he had
This arrangement. His Highness has just assumed office, so it is normal that he cannot complete such a large amount of ordnance transportation. Even if the old minister is now appointed as the Minister of War, he will still be unable to do anything."
After saying this, I felt a little sad.
The once all-powerful Guanlong nobles now have the courage to fight, but there are only a few who are able to strategize. Otherwise, why would I have to sigh after the tragic death of Gao Jifu?
Most of the younger generation serve in the military, but few of them really stand out with their own strength. Without the care of each other, they would have fallen into decline long ago.
That's why Fang Jun's sudden rise made him feel both resentful and envious.
If he could have such a son, it would not be a problem for the eldest grandson family to continue its glory for another sixty years...
Li Zhi thought about it and felt that Changsun Wuji's words made some sense, but he still couldn't let it go. Although his character was not as innocent and gentle as he appeared on the surface, he was not the kind of shameless person who would do whatever he wanted to do. What if his father wanted to do this?
If you blame yourself for a few words, you will definitely panic.
"Although there is some truth in what my uncle said, since I want to compete for the throne, I must show superior courage and ability. Ordinary people cannot solve this problem, and I cannot solve it. So, between me and ordinary people,
What's the difference? Since everyone is the same, why would my father depose his brother, the crown prince, and hand over the position of crown prince to me?"
Changsun Wuji was speechless, you are relying on me...
However, I have to admit that what Li Zhi said is right. If you want to go against the trend and replace the prince, you must show your ability to be better than the prince. Otherwise, if you go against the trend just by saying "the emperor's favor", I'm afraid it will be unsatisfactory.
The civil and military officials of the court were all dissatisfied.
Changsun Wuji pondered for a long time and said slowly: "In that case, let me leave this matter to the old minister, and I will definitely satisfy His Highness."
Li Zhi was overjoyed and said, stroking his hands: "Sure enough, my uncle is so resourceful! I have been thinking hard about these two things but I couldn't find a way to deal with them properly. However, when my uncle came to his side, he solved them just by talking and laughing. I really admire them!"
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and his smile was full of bitterness.
Will it be solved through talking and laughing?
Haha, not to mention that the iron materials needed to solve the foundry bureau are enough to completely empty the Changsun family's warehouse. Just trying to find a way to transport such a large batch of ordnance to Liaodong would cost half of my old face and all the favors accumulated in my life.
Most of...
But no matter how difficult it is, we still have to help Li Zhi.
Only if Li Zhi succeeds in seizing the heir, some of what he has paid today will naturally be rewarded a hundred times a thousand times. Otherwise, once the prince ascends the throne, Fang Jun and others will definitely control the court. Where can there be a place for the eldest grandson family to establish itself?
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Qiu Xinggong was also worried at home.
He encouraged Qiu Yingqi to assassinate Gao Jifu as a sign of surrender to the prince. Unexpectedly, Qiu Yingqi, a fool, took it upon himself to ambush Gao Jifu outside the Mingde Gate. Now the whole Guanzhong is in panic, and His Majesty is furious.
The situation changes due to strict investigation.
Although the goal was achieved, King Jin's help was cut off, and the morale of King Jin's camp was damaged, the impact of this certificate of surrender is really too great, and I don't know if His Highness the Crown Prince has the courage to accept it...
But now, it is not only whether Qiu Yingqi can be appreciated by the prince and get rid of Changsun Wuji's control, but also whether the Qiu family can take this opportunity to join the prince's camp and compete for a share of the merit of serving the dragon.
The descendants of the Qiu family enjoy wealth and honor in peace.
While he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a servant striding in from outside and said in a low voice: "Tell the master, someone from the Duke of Song Dynasty just came from the palace. It is said that at this moment, the Duke of Song Dynasty and His Royal Highness are going to Daci'en Temple to inspect the completed building...
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Qiu Xinggong stood up suddenly and said loudly: "Serve me to bathe and change clothes!"
The maid who was standing on one side hurriedly went to prepare hot water...
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Qiu Xinggong took a bath, changed a set of clothes, went out and took a carriage and went straight to Daci'en Temple.
The sky was a little dark, the wind was blowing coldly, and there were not many people walking on the street.
The carriage traveled all the way south to Jinchangfang and stopped outside a magnificent mountain gate. Qiu Xinggong got off the carriage, looked up and asked the servants to wait here. He climbed the stone steps to the mountain gate.
He was stopped by the guards wearing helmets and carrying armor.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is inspecting the temple. All idlers are not allowed to enter... Oops, it turns out to be General Qiu. I am rude, rude!"
The leading guard stopped Qiu Xinggong, and when they recognized his face, they quickly raised their hands and saluted him.
Although Qiu Xinggong has no real power now and his reputation is not very good, after all, his status and qualifications are there, and there is still such a number one in the army. How can ordinary soldiers dare to be disrespectful?
Qiu Xinggong waved his hand casually and said: "I have a good agreement with the Song Dynasty. I have an urgent matter to present to His Highness the Crown Prince. Can you help me, brother?"
The imperial guard looked embarrassed and said: "It's not because I don't want to give the general the respect, but His Highness has a strict order, and no unrelated persons are allowed to enter..."
Just as he was talking, he saw a chamberlain running out of the mountain gate out of breath. He first bowed respectfully to Qiu, and then said to the guard: "Your Highness ordered me to bring General Qiu in, and you must not stop him."
The imperial guards recognized that this person was a close servant of His Royal Highness, so they naturally would not stop him and respectfully escorted Qiu Xinggong and his servants into the mountain gate.
After entering the mountain gate, Qiu Xinggong walked along the road paved with huge blue bricks and followed the servants, looking at this majestic temple that was already famous both at home and abroad before it was completed.
Although it has not yet been completed, the basic outlines of the courtyard buildings can be roughly seen. The various stones and wood piled up like mountains and the busy craftsmen are enough to show that such a magnificent temple built with the efforts of a nation is the best in the world.
Especially in the wide courtyard that we are heading towards at this moment, there are row upon row of buildings, forming a huge square, in the middle of which stands a three-story blue brick pagoda.
Just by looking at its majestic and wide base, you can tell how magnificent this tower will be after it is built!
Opposite the brick tower, there is a house that was built earlier. In front of the door is a row of green pines, which are still green and tall in winter.
There was a guard in front of the door. Apparently he had received the order and stepped forward to search Qiu Xinggong carefully before letting him go.
Qiu Xinggong opened the door and walked into the house.
The light in the room was a little dim, so candles were lit on the wall. There was a charcoal stove in the corner, burning incense charcoal, which was very warm.
There is a table placed near the window. Prince Li Chengqian is sitting behind the table drinking tea. Xiao Yu is sitting opposite him, leaning over the table and flipping through a pile of thick drawings.
Qiu Xinggong stepped forward quickly and said politely: "Old minister, I see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and pay homage to the Duke of Song."
Li Chengqian just took the tea cup, pointed to the chair on one side casually, and said with a smile: "General Qiu, no need to be polite, please take a seat. Come, pour some tea for General Qiu."
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Qiu Xinggong sat down on the chair in a polite manner. A waiter came forward and poured tea for him and placed it on the coffee table at hand.
Xiao Yu also put down the drawings in his hands at this time, rubbed his eyes, glanced at Qiu Xinggong, and smiled at Li Chengqian: "Once people get older, they are really useless. After just looking at the drawings for a while, I feel that my old eyes are dim.
I feel dizzy and it’s really impossible to refuse to obey.”
Then, without waiting for Li Chengqian to speak, he turned to Qiu Xinggong and said calmly: "Today, you beg me to ask me to let you have a private meeting with the prince. You said that you have an urgent matter, but you don't know what it is?"