Shao Sisen came and left quickly, as if he just came to deliver a message.
Su Ziji arrived at the courtyard gate before turning back. He saw Ye Buhui placing tea and several snacks bought on the road, but it was obvious that none of them were prepared for Shao Sisen.
"I guessed he wouldn't stay long." Ye Buhui said like a little bee: "You and Mr. Lu can enjoy it!"
"Thank you for your hard work." Su Ziji was not surprised by Ye Buhui's intelligence and smiled.
Ye Buhui laid out the snacks and went out. At this time, Lu Fengyun came out again.
"Sir, you just said that you want to go to the Ministry of War for an internship?" The wild Taoist hesitated: "Although the person just now may not have good intentions, what he said is not unreasonable."
"Among the six ministries, the Ministry of War has the largest number of military personnel. Although there are civil servants, most of them have connections or connections. Moreover, the civil-military dispute has become more and more intense after the end of the troubled times. If you go there rashly, you will most likely be squeezed out.
It is more likely that we will be involved in the whirlpool, so we must take precautions.”
"I know all this." Since Su Ziji chose to go to the Ministry of War, he naturally had his own plans.
"Qin Fengliang and Qian Zhidong in the Southwest. Qin Fengliang monopolized power and shied away from responsibility. Qian Zhidong respected his troops and wrote letters to speak out. Both of them will definitely take follow-up actions."
"I want the latest news, and I need to have information to wait for the opportunity. Even though you are in this line of work, it is impossible for you to join the army. That would be courting death."
Su Ziji's identity means that it is impossible to control the military. This is also courting death. However, it cannot be completely without manpower in this field. This is also courting death.
It is not a bad thing to contact some people in advance while the identity of my concubine is unknown to prepare for the future.
"You also know that these two people are on the list of seven." Su Ziji said: "Also, what happened to Zou Qiuyu on the list?"
"Oh, according to the news, this person is said to be a person who followed Qianlong when he was at his old residence. He has a heroic demeanor, a leisurely personality, and extraordinary wisdom. He has repeatedly made brilliant strategies. He is very popular among the holy family of this emperor. As soon as he ascended the throne, he was promoted from one position to another.
, he was promoted to five levels within one year, and was promoted to Minister of Rites, Prince Zhan Shi, and became a minister of the third rank."
"Originally, everyone thought that this person would become an important minister of the dynasty, and it was not impossible for him to become prime minister in ten years. However, four years after his death, he was first impeached, then deprived of his office, and finally executed for eleven major crimes.
kill."
This was the only one among the seven who was killed early, and it also brought harm to his family. The wild Taoists suspected that this man knew too much, or was implicated by the prince.
"Knowing too much. The higher the minister's rank, the more he knows. In fact, this is not a crime." Su Ziji only made an estimate and realized that this was a coincidence.
"The prince was almost deposed in the third year of Chengshou and died of depression. Then the next year, Zou Qiuyu was killed. Since the list says he is the prince's enemy, it is not implicated. Maybe he played a big role in the prince's accident."
"Why does the emperor treat the prince like this? This is not in line with common sense. You must know that it will take at least ten or fifteen years for the prince to threaten the emperor, and it will take more than twenty years if he really wants to be unbearable."
"Three years is exactly the honeymoon period."
"Why are you treating Zou Qiuyu like this? What's the mystery here?" Su Ziji wanted the wild Taoist to pay extra attention to this dead man. He stopped talking and changed his words: "Thank you, Zou Qiuyu is dead. The remaining four
Man, please pay more attention to me."
"Yes, Young Master." The wild Taoist agreed, but he was very puzzled: "Why must Young Master be enemies with these seven people?"
It was as if the young master suddenly became more and more mysterious when he came back from Fucheng. Even his face became increasingly unclear to him. Every time he looked at it, he felt frightened.
In the past, when Su Ziji arranged to do those things, he never asked the reason, but this didn't mean that he didn't make guesses.
However, the situation I guessed at that time was completely opposite to the development now.
"These seven people must have something in common."
With this thought in mind, the Ye Taoist said goodbye to Su Ziji and returned to his residence not far from the garden with a solemn expression.
He rented a house at market price, and this was his temporary residence.
Because he was alone and didn't like to enjoy himself, a few rooms were cleaned but mostly empty. The wild man didn't care. He leaned back in his chair, took out the list, unfolded it and looked at it again.
"The seven people on this list are both civilized and military, but they don't come from the same place. The only similarity is that they are all in their forties or fifties, right?"
"No, there is another thing in common. They were all princelings more than ten years ago!"
The wild Taoist who suddenly discovered this shuddered. His originally relaxed expression suddenly changed, and he jumped up and walked back and forth in the room.
"That's it, that's it!" The wild Taoist muttered these words, and his expression gradually became excited: "No wonder the young master's face is so confusing."
"No, I want to inquire more about the news about these seven people, especially what happened more than ten years ago!" After muttering, the wild Taoist put on his clothes and hurried out.
Imperial City Pixiang Palace
This palace, taken from the Immortal Palace, is filled with warmth in this winter, and the people walking around inside are walking very briskly.
When the master of the house is favored, the people in the palace will also feel proud.
The mistress of Pixiang Palace is Concubine Wu, who is still loved by the emperor even though she is over forty years old.
Even though Concubine Wu had no sons but only one daughter, Princess Xinping, the emperor's favorite child was this daughter.
For this reason, concubines with sons in the palace did not dare to provoke Concubine Wu.
After all, there is no conflict of interest between the two sides. If we can win over the other side, it will be a help to our own side.
Concubine Wu's life was naturally comfortable.
With her as a clear comparison, she is the queen who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
So what if it’s the Emperor who gets his wife, Empress Yuan?
So what if I raised a prince and was canonized as a prince?
After finally raising him to adulthood, he was praised for his literary skills, military skills, and reputation as a virtuous person. But in the end, everything turned upside down overnight and everything changed.
The prince died in depression, the prince's concubine and his concubines were all condemned to death, and even the three-year-old grandson was killed. Not a single person was left alive in the entire prince's residence, not to mention humans, even the pets raised by the female family members were beaten to death.
If the emperor still has feelings for this queen, I am afraid that even the innocent souls floating in the palace will not believe it.
But what is puzzling is that no matter whether it is the favored Concubine Wu or the concubine with a prince, for more than ten years, no one can dislodge this poor woman who has lost her son, daughter-in-law and grandson from the phoenix throne. The title of queen is still
Her phoenix seal is still in her hand, and the emperor will go there and sit there for a while every month.
"I'm afraid those people don't want to understand why that person has always been sitting on the phoenix throne."
Facing the bronze mirror, playing with her hair that had just been combed by the palace maid, Concubine Wu had a calm expression, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her beautiful face carried a kind of wisdom that was unique to the palace women.
"Of course it's because your Majesty refused!" The person who combed her hair was a palace maid she trusted, who was less than twenty years old, steady but lively, and continued with a smile.