In Longtu Pavilion, Yan Anqing, the chief minister of the cabinet, was about to lose consciousness, and Ren Songde stopped his bleeding first.
Ren Songde sighed: "I have stayed in this cabinet longer than you, and I have stayed in this officialdom longer than you. You said you are so stubborn, how can you still sit in the position of chief minister of the cabinet?"
Yan Anqing could not speak, so Ren Songde released his throat slightly.
"I'm asking you to take a breath, but don't yell."
Yan Anqing looked at Ren Songde, his voice was very weak, but he still had a contemptuous smile on his face: "Duke Guoguo, tell me, why are you an official?"
"Don't ask me, I'm asking you now," Ren Songde said with a smile, "First of all, why do you want to be an official? For the country? For the people? For the emperor?"
Yan Anqing smiled and said: "If we were in the court, I could only say this."
Ren Songde nodded and said: "But this is not a court. We might as well tell the truth. Serving the country, serving the people, and serving the emperor are all nonsense. For fame, profit, and selfish desires, this is the serious matter."
Yan Anqing nodded: "What you said makes sense."
Ren Songde admired Yan Anqing's attitude very much: "Business and prosperity come and go. Who gave you this fame and wealth? From the country? From the people? Not all from the emperor!"
To put it nicely, this is called eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor; to put it more unpleasantly, it is called the mother who feeds the emperor!
You have to serve whose bowl you are holding. Don’t you understand this rule?
The emperor just wants to negotiate peace with Tunu. Don't worry about how much land is cut off or how much money is given. It all belongs to the emperor. What does it have to do with you?
You are a servant of the emperor, and you are always against the emperor. What are you doing?"
Yan Anqing thought for a moment and said: "As you said, I may also be doing it for fame and fortune, but I have no worries about food and clothing, I have thousands of acres of land, countless mansions, and many wives and concubines. I am not short of profit."
Ren Songde smiled and said: "Don't you lack reputation? You are the Grand Master and the chief minister of the cabinet. This is called being inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Among people living in the world, except for the heaven and the noble stomach, who else is better than you?
Famous?
Who gave you your name? The emperor! Who can take your name away? The emperor! The emperor can make you famous throughout the ages, or he can ruin your reputation. If you really cherish your reputation, you should be obedient to him."
Yan Anqing said: "Celebrities will be famous throughout the ages. Is it a good name or a bad reputation?"
"Who dares to scold you? Who dares except the emperor? If he scolds you in front of you, you will kill him. If he scolds you behind your back, you won't hear him. What are you afraid of?"
Yan Anqing said: "What about my posthumous reputation? After I die, will I not be afraid of infamy?"
Ren Songde laughed loudly and said: "After you die, it will have nothing to do with you if the world collapses or the earth collapses, so what will it matter if you are called a name?
Do you know where people go after they die? Fame or infamy is worth nothing in the underworld!"
Yan Anqing thought about it and said, "But what should my descendants do? I will be infamous for my whole life and humiliated for generations to come?"
"I will be your descendant in this life, and I will be a passerby in the next life," Ren Songde sighed. "If you have such concerns, you should learn from me and leave no descendants. Just have the emperor in your heart."
Yan Anqing thought for a long time and then asked: "If you only have the emperor in your heart, and if the emperor takes the first step, who should you rely on?"
Ren Songde smiled and said: "Let's change the emperor and continue to serve! I have been an official for forty years and I came from the late emperor. If the emperor changes, we will still be loyal!"
No loyalty, no justice, ruthless, shameless!
Ren Songde's expression left Yan Anqing speechless.
He couldn't understand Ren Songde, but Ren Songde himself could understand it.
Measured by Ren Songde's own standards, everything he did was right.
Ren Songde had no descendants and no children. There were many women in his mansion, but he never married and had children.
Because he is a judge, he knows what people will go through after death, and he does not want to be hindered by family ties in this life.
Even if he cultivates to the level of Xingguan and has eternal life in this world, he still has to escape from the mortal world, so family love in this world is worthless to him.
Even family love is worthless, what else can he value?
In this vast world, apart from gaining benefits, other things are meaningless to him.
What's the fastest way to get benefits?
Of course, cling to the person with the most resources.
The emperor is the most resourceful person in the world. As long as he can satisfy the emperor, he doesn't care about any means and has no bottom line.
"Yan Shoufu, I have explained the truth to you clearly. Hurry up and draw up the edict so that I can take it to the Holy One."
Yan Anqing shook his head and said: "I'm different from you. I will never write this edict!"
Ren Songde frowned and said: "Why is it different? Come and listen!"
Yan Anqing said: "I love fame, but not just fame, but also fame and integrity. Fame was given by the emperor, but fame and integrity were exchanged for me with this tough body."
Ren Songde smiled and said: "How much are your bones worth?"
Yan Anqing shook his head and said: "Maybe it's worthless, but those with bones are called human beings, and those without bones are maggots in the toilet!"
"Okay! Let me see how hard your bones are!" Ren Songde blocked Yan Anqing's mouth and continued to bleed.
Yan Anqing smiled, closed his eyes and waited for death.
Over fifty years old, Yan Anqing doesn't know whether he is a good person or a bad person.
If he were really a good person, he would not be able to sit in the position of chief minister of the cabinet!
But he was very lucky that he and Ren Songde were not the same people.
Ren Songde quietly waited for Yan Anqing to die.
It's okay if he dies. If he dies, he can be replaced by someone who is obedient.
After the peace negotiation is completed, I will arrange a few close friends into the cabinet, and then establish a good relationship with Chen Shuncai. I will vote for approval with a red pen, and the big announcement will be at my fingertips!
"Lord Protector, what are you doing here?"
Ren Songde was agitated, and when he looked back, Chen Shuncai suddenly appeared behind him.
This person really can't help but say, come as soon as you say!
"It turns out to be Chen Bingbi. I came to Longtuge on errands on the orders of the Holy One."
Chen Shuncai frowned and said, "What errands are you doing in the middle of the night?"
Listening to this tone, Chen Shuncai didn't seem to have any good intentions. Ren Songde smiled and said, "Don't ask about any errands."
Chen Shuncai said: "You broke into the palace at night, how could I not ask?"
Ren Songde put away his smile and his face darkened: "Chen Bingbi, I am discussing peace with Yan Shoufu. Do you think you should intervene in this matter?"
This eunuch is a bit ignorant. What can be more important than discussing and planning now?
Chen Shuncai looked at Yan Anqing, who had fallen into a coma.
"Why is Yan Shoufu injured?"
Ren Songde said: "It's just a little blood, it's nothing serious. Once we have settled the matter, we can treat Yan Shoufu's injuries."
Chen Shuncai looked Ren Songde up and down: "So, it was you who hurt Yan Shoufu?"
Ren Songde frowned and said: "Chen Bingbi, you ask too many questions. This is for the purpose of negotiating a peace plan. This is the thing that concerns the most in His Majesty's heart."
Chen Shuncai nodded: "The Holy One is indeed concerned, not only concerned, but also anxious."
"You know you're in a hurry, so don't cause trouble here!" Ren Songde lost his patience. He couldn't stand the eunuch's continuous questioning, "If you can please Chen Bingbi, your majesty, I will send the edict early tomorrow morning!"
"I can't wait until tomorrow morning," Chen Shuncai said with a strange light in his eyes, "Your Majesty will give you ten minutes."
"You want to get the imperial edict even after ten breaths?" Ren Songde looked at Chen Shuncai and sneered, "Don't ask Yan Anqing to write it, even if you ask me to write it, there is not enough time."
"I'm not asking you to write an edict and waste time, but I'm here to help you escape!" Chen Shuncai said with a murderous look on his face.
Ren Songde took two steps back: "Why is this?"
Chen Shuncai's expression became more ferocious: "There are still five more breaths."
The two sides were less than three steps apart. If Chen Shuncai really made a move, Ren Songde could not move more than five moves.
What on earth is he going to do?
Ren Songde didn't dare to think too much and jumped out of the window. He ran a few steps and wanted to look back to see what was going on. Suddenly he saw that Chen Shuncai was chasing behind him.
"Ten smoked it!"
Chen Shuncai grabbed Ren Songde's forearm, peeled off a layer of skin from the elbow to the wrist.
Ren Songde gritted his teeth, did not scream, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Chen Shuncai threw the human skin on the ground, returned to Longtuge, and took Yan Anqing out.
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In the secret pavilion, Emperor Zhaoxing sat silently and speechless.
Qiaotou Wa City was crowded with people. Prince Tunu was killed, all the envoys were killed, and even a group of ruffians who followed Tunu and committed mischief were killed.
Outside Qingge City, the 50,000 Tunu army was completely killed by the prince.
The illusion of peace negotiations was completely shattered.
Ren Songde wrote a letter of peace yesterday and put it on the table. Emperor Zhaoxing picked it up and burned it to ashes with the help of a candle.
Chen Shuncai said from the side: "Your Majesty, it's late at night. You should rest early. You have to go to Canglong Hall tomorrow."
"Have a rest earlier?" Emperor Zhaoxing smiled bitterly, "Now that you have a rest, don't you need to go to Canglong Hall?"
Chen Shuncai said: "I'm just afraid that Elder Shengwei will come with bad intentions."
"When has he ever been kind to me?" Emperor Zhaoxing sighed, "Has the matter in Longtuge been settled?"
Chen Shuncai said: "According to His Majesty's instructions, Ren Songde was let go and Yan Anqing was saved. However, I feel that Ren Songde deserves to be killed!"
"He should be killed, but he can't be killed so quietly, otherwise some people will say that I killed someone and silenced him!"
Emperor Zhaoxing stood up and paced back and forth in the secret pavilion: "There are more people who hate him than those who hate me. Let him jump out and let him continue to attract people's hatred. Then kill him and wait for everyone's anger." Once it calms down, things will calm down."
This is to draw all the hatred onto Ren Songde.
Ten years ago, this routine was used once.
Chen Shuncai understood what Emperor Zhaoxing meant: "But I am worried that Ren Songde will remain anonymous and unable to hide. Then there will be no difference between him and his death."
"Will he remain anonymous?" Emperor Zhaoxing laughed when he heard this, "In a few months, this guy will show up again. If he doesn't dare to show up in Daxuan, he has to show up in Tunu!
It would be better if he jumped out in Tunu, but if he can't kill him because of his hatred, everyone will hate him even more!"
Chen Shuncai was deeply impressed by Emperor Zhaoxing's wisdom, but there was another thing that worried him: "Your Majesty, Yan Anqing lost too much blood, and he may not be able to survive this time."
"Save him, save him no matter what!"
"Your Majesty, Yan Anqing has repeatedly violated the Holy Will, so he might as well take this opportunity..."
"Hutu!" Emperor Zhaoxing scolded, "Do you think someone else will listen to me more?"
Ten years ago, Emperor Zhaoxing negotiated peace with Tunu, which angered the three elders of Canglong and the ministers. The chief minister of the cabinet was changed from Ren Songde to the less obedient Yan Anqing.
Now Emperor Zhaoxing wants to negotiate peace with Tunu again. Although it failed, if Yan Anqing dies, there will probably be an even more disobedient chief minister.
Emperor Zhaoxing sat back next to the bookcase and felt pain in his chest: "Why is this happening? I have exhausted my plans. Why is the situation like this?"
He picked up the pen and wrote two names.
Liang Yuyang.
Xu Zhiqiong.
"These are two thorns in my heart. If I don't get rid of these two thorns, I will have trouble sleeping and eating!"