Yang Lian thought for a while and analyzed: "Yes, we want to impeach Zheng Yangxing. When he saw us, he sent Wei Zhongxian to appease and bribe him. This man named Wei is in the Royal Horse Prison, so we are facing each other."<
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He is very sensitive to military power, because he is the official who oversees the military affairs in the military department.
He rubbed the thread on his sleeve a little, and suddenly it fell off with a strong effort. Wang Wenyan's eyes flashed with a compelling look:
"He wants to protect the Zheng family from being fake, and wants the military power in the hands of the Zheng family to be real. He is really a power-hungry person. He is looking for people like eunuchs and relatives. Even if we can tolerate Wanli, we cannot tolerate him."<
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"You are still as sharp as before. I will give Zheng Yangxing a beating later and ask him face to face what Wei Zhongxian said to him." Yang Lian is very strong and fierce, and likes to go straight up and down when something happens.
"Okay, but don't expect too much. If people like Zheng Yangxing think they have a backer, they won't tell the truth to nerds like us."
Seeing Yang Lian bravely go to Zheng Mansion alone, Wang Wenyan was silent for a while.
"The world says I am wise and you are brave, but when it comes to bravery, I am better."
After just one stick of incense, Yang Lian came out of Zheng Yangxing's mansion.
"Brother Wenru, where did you say that Zheng Yangxing had taken refuge so quickly?"
"That's right." Yang Lian's face was serious and resolute: "He said that Wei Zhongxian told him two things. One was to prepare to move the palace and hand over his duties, and the other was that the situation was sensitive and he was not allowed to contact the palace."
"Hmph! True or false!"
"I felt the same way, and finally warned him so he could take care of himself."
After the two discussed it, they both felt that Zhu Youxiao had recruited Zheng Yangxing and asked him to lie to others.
"Okay, then just listen to me and prepare for the worst, but it is also the best choice."
After hearing this, Yang Lian admired Wang Wenyan very much. His wisdom and courage were both above hers.
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Wei Zhongxian returned to the side hall of Ciqing Palace to resume his duties.
After listening to his introduction, Zhu Youxiao knew that everything went according to plan and nothing went wrong.
Wei Zhongxian was a little confused. He wanted to ask but was afraid to ask.
"Old Wei, I know what you want to ask. Don't you quite understand why I didn't recruit Zheng Yangxing, but instead drove him to a dead end?"
"This servant is indeed puzzled, but His Highness is far-sighted and this move must have profound meaning."
After hearing these flattering words, Zhu Youxiao felt a little comfortable, but he wanted to laugh more: This level of flattery is actually not as good as that of later generations. Even Wei Zhongxian is not proficient in this art~
"Actually, it doesn't have any deep meaning. It's just that he wants to push Zheng Yangxing to a dead end. Only when he is pushed to a dead end will he really use weapons."
Wei Zhongxian did not expect that when the prince really wanted to draw out the sword and sword, going to the Royal Horse Prison himself would be very crucial. Did he want to brag about the prince's exquisite plan and his grandeur?
Before he had time to think too much, he heard the prince say: "Old Wei, you don't need to flatter me, do your job well first. I'll ask you a few questions, and you can answer them truthfully."
"I don't dare to flatter you, I must know everything about His Highness." He wiped his sweat and thought to himself that the prince is really powerful. Not only is he highly capable, but he also has a stable mentality. He doesn't even bother to listen to boasts.
Zhu Youxiao looked at Wei Zhongxian and asked: "You have been in the capital for so many years, do you know the strength of the servants of the Zheng family?"
"Uh... I just heard this, and it may not be true, but as relatives of the Zheng family for decades, they have at least 3,000 martial arts and well-equipped servants."
"Then how powerful is his family in the military?"
"I'm not sure, but the Ministry of War, Military Science and the British Army must know something."
"Well, not bad." Zhu Youxiao was quite satisfied with Wei Zhongxian's truthful answer. If you know, you know. If you don't know, you not only admit it, but also analyze who probably knows.
He continued to ask: "Go to the Royal Horse Prison and see how many people in the Royal Horse Prison can defeat the Zheng family's servants head-on."
Wei Zhongxian felt awe in his heart, vaguely guessing what the prince was planning: "Tengxiang's four guards have 500 armored elites. Kill 3,000 of their unarmored servants. We can win with at most 100 casualties."
"What if the other party has A?"
Wei Zhongxian was even more shocked. Hiding armor privately was a capital crime, but the prince's question was definitely not a joke: "Tengxiang's four guards can defeat them with 1,000 elite soldiers, but only with 2,000 can they crush the opponent with a small loss."
"Okay!"
Zhu Youxiao has roughly calculated his combat power, but there is still a group of people who have to do the calculation.
"How many servants do Duke Cheng Guo have?"
"Ah?" Wei Zhongxian was surprised after hearing this question.
"Let me see how different the foundation of Zheng's thirty years is from the veteran second martial arts?"
"Actually, there are only more than 3,000 people. The direct manpower may not be large, but the interpersonal relationships are extremely deep, far beyond what Zheng Guifei's family can compare with." Wei Zhongxian has been in and out of the capital palace for many years, and he has long been familiar with this principle.
"Okay."
Zhu Youxiao knew it well.
Needless to say, the British Duke's strength is probably better than that of the Duke of Cheng. The 50-year-old Zhang Weixian is also more experienced than the 30-year-old Zhu Chunchen. If there is a weapon in the capital at a critical moment, their respective strengths must be calculated initially.
When the discussion was almost over, Zhu Youxiao asked Old Wei to go back. Just as he left, the eunuch Cui Wensheng arrived.
"Eunuch Cui, why are you here?" Facing the second-in-command of the Director of Ceremonies, Zhu Youxiao was more polite.
Cui Wensheng looked very anxious, as if he had been waiting for a while and now he said anxiously:
"The imperial concubine's nephew was warned by the civil servants with great fanfare. Now the empress cannot be contacted. I heard that you sent someone to go there, so why don't you let me come and ask you about the situation."
Zhu Youxiao said calmly: "I already know about this matter. Please rest assured, noble concubine. This palace has its own arrangements. Just do your job and wait for arrangements."
How could Cui Wensheng wait quietly? Concubine Zheng was so anxious that she came to find him herself, urging him to come and ask what was going on.
"I heard that they want the empress to move to the palace, what should I do about this matter?"
"What should I do? The imperial concubine is in the palace, so she doesn't have to leave. My father and I didn't say anything, so of course we don't have to move."
"But the civil servants..."
"It's just a few words, and the imperial concubine doesn't want to deal with them."
Zhu Youxiao looked confident, but Cui Wensheng had no choice but to report back to Concubine Zheng truthfully.
However, Concubine Zheng was still so panicked that she walked around in the Qianqing Palace, with an extremely anxious expression on her face as she walked around.
"What to do? What to do!"
The prince can ignore her, but Cui Wensheng cannot ignore her. He has only one supporter in the palace.
"Your Majesty, please don't be impatient. Otherwise, just pretend that nothing happened and wait for His Majesty or the Crown Prince to make arrangements."
"No, my nephew is a person without ideas. Even though he usually has a high status, he will definitely panic in this situation."
Concubine Zheng still knew how much Zheng Yangxing weighed, but she never knew how much she weighed.
She was so pampered and protected by Emperor Wanli that she didn't even think about avoiding the limelight.
Seeing how anxious she was, Cui Wensheng suddenly came up with an idea: "My Majesty, there is another way! Looking for this person may be able to help."
"Who!?" Concubine Zheng shouted excitedly.
Cui Wensheng leaned into her ear and whispered a few words.
"Ah? Can she... be able to do it?" Concubine Zheng was very doubtful.
"It works, because His Majesty loves her very much."
Concubine Zheng thought the same thing. The prince was still a child after all, so he had to rely on His Majesty. His Majesty was seriously ill and had a past feud with her, so he should contact her...