Guo Xu nodded: "The last time His Highness was demoted to the northwest, it was because the Holy One was angry. This time, the Holy One was not angry. In fact, he was already prepared to bear the infamy."
The brother who was supposed to inherit the throne would definitely be criticized if he died in his hands as the only descendant of his blood.
The emperor was the one who cared about reputation the most, and this was exploited many times by them. Now he suddenly no longer cares about reputation, which shows that the time has indeed come when the oil is exhausted.
"Is he in bad health?"
Fu Jin and Guo Xu looked at each other, and Fu Jin said: "The news from Madam is that since Dr. Zhong came to Beijing, his spirit has improved a lot."
Guo Xu also said: "Indeed, in the past six months, I have frequently taken the initiative to ask questions about politics."
Mingwei nodded at the table: "I'm afraid I have to hold on."
"That's what we also guessed. However, Dr. Zhong is too principled and refuses to disclose the patient's condition."
Ming smiled and said: "If he is like this, we won't embarrass him."
Zhong Yue attached great importance to medical ethics. It was no longer easy for him to come to the capital to treat the emperor at Yang Shu's invitation. Doctor Zhong was absolutely not willing to leak the patient's medical records and use medical skills to do such shady things.
Guo Xu added: "The holy master acted arbitrarily in this matter, and there was absolutely no room for us close ministers to intervene. I'm afraid it was the intention of the seal."
"Night attack in Nanchu?"
"good."
Mingwei saw Fu Jin's eyes flashing and asked, "Sir, do you have an idea?"
Fu Jin smiled and said: "There is an immature one. If it can be implemented, I have to ask Mr. Guo."
Guo Xu looked somewhat proud.
He discovered that Fu Jin was in Yang Shu's camp. He was initially unhappy and thought he was going to fight with him, but later he discovered that Mr. Fu was quite easy to get along with. At times like this, he was very considerate to himself.
Although he, Lao Guo, is a bit obsessed with officialdom and a bit arrogant, he is still good at courtesy. Since the other party is giving face, he should be polite.
"How to say it?"
"Find a way to get the Holy One to send King An to supervise the formation."
Mingwei was startled and said: "Since the Holy Emperor's time is short, why would he let King An leave the capital?"
Fu Jin shook his finger: "It is precisely because time is running out that we let King An leave the capital."
So he explained in detail.
To say what the emperor is most worried about is whether King An can secure his position. Looking at King An's performance over the past year or so, it can only be said to be unsatisfactory.
He had been unlearned and unskilled for a long time, and was not interested in government affairs. After Yang Shu left, King An came here, and Guo Xu helped cover it up, and he felt deeply about it.
The emperor is not blind. Even if the first two compare and think that the third son is not that bad, he has to admit that with his ability, he cannot control his ministers.
How can the emperor not be worried when his master is weak and his servant is strong? He wanted to kill Yang Shu because of this consideration.
"...Wouldn't it be a lot easier if we could allow King An to make some achievements in front of the battle and gain prestige?"
Guo Xu's eyes lit up when he heard this.
Mingwei pondered: "If this is the case, the war should not be too fierce. This can ensure King An's safety and gain credit."
Fu Jin took out the fan from his sleeve, unfolded it, shook it, and said: "I thought that this war could not be fierce. With Tang Shao's intelligence, couldn't he see that this was not a good opportunity to start a war? He did this,
There must be something else in mind."
"What?"
"Such as sending certain people to die."
Mingwei first thought of Xing Gong, and then felt that even if Mingxiao, a Jianghu person, didn't understand, Miss Ling was not stupid. Then she thought of the Tang family...
"Tang Shao wants to clean up the Tang family?"
Fu Jin nodded with a smile: "This is the only difference between him and Tang Luo. Tang Luo took charge of the army early and was a legitimate heir. All the forces in the army were led by him. Now that Tang Shao has taken charge of the Tang family, what's the point?
It would be too difficult to conquer these forces in the army. Wouldn't it be a lot easier to find a way to send those people to their deaths?"
Mingwei thought carefully about Tang Shao's reputation in history and couldn't help but nodded: "He can indeed do such a thing."
When she first met Tang Shao, she felt that he did not conform to the records in the almanac. However, now, judging from his actions, it was clear that he was indistinguishable from the Wuxing Marquis in history.
Mingwei was very emotional. She went to Nanchu to stir things up, but not only did it not change this period of history, it even advanced it.
In the previous life, Tang Shao and Tang Luo turned against each other, and it was already more than ten years later.
"He is so cruel! He is a person who does great things." Guo Xu judged.
Fu Jin continued the unprecedented topic: "So, it is impossible for this war to really rise to the national level. It should still be feasible to ask the person who sent King An to gain merit. Mr. Guo, what do you think?"
Guo Xu reasoned: "More than that, we can also persuade His Majesty to send His Highness over. He wants to kill His Highness, and just having the reputation of leaving the capital without an imperial edict is too weak. With Mr. Fu on guard, he wants to catch Yue
It’s not easy for the palace to get the handle. It’s better to ask him to send His Highness to the battlefield in the name of making meritorious service..."
Isn't it normal for an accident to happen on the battlefield?
King An made great contributions, but King Yue died in an accident. This should be the best outcome for the emperor, right?
"But how dare he let His Highness go? This is too uncontrollable!"
Guo Xu shook his head: "Otherwise. Miss Ming, if the emperor wants someone's life, most of the time he will not make mistakes. Jiangyang Camp, that is the place under the sole control of the Holy Emperor."
Mingwei couldn't think of the details at the moment, but Mr. Guo was a cunning and cunning man, so what he said shouldn't be wrong.
Guo Xu raised his eyelids, made eye contact with Fu Jin, and each gave a meaningful smile.
He doesn’t know the secret forces in Prince Yue’s palace. If we go to the battlefield, it’s not certain who will live and who will die!
According to Guo Xu's idea, it would be perfect to take this opportunity to kill King An. Then Yang Shu would return to the capital with his merits, and the emperor should be almost done. By then, there would be no need to endure it any longer.
Mr. Guo Xiangye made a calculation in his mind and thought happily, if this succeeds, it will not be difficult for him to reach the top, right?
"Whether this matter can be successful or not depends on Prime Minister Guo." Fu Jin said, "For that person to have this idea, it still needs Prime Minister Guo's guidance."
Guo Xu said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll go back and think carefully about how to prevent the Holy Spirit from having this idea without revealing any traces."
Ming Wei heard Fu Jin hold Guo Xu in his hands without any trace, smiled secretly in her heart, and also pushed her: "Thank you, Prime Minister Guo."
Before leaving, Mingwei asked: "Mr. Fu, His Highness asked you to check Zhang's photo. Did you get any results?"
Fu Jin shook his head: "I'm going to disappoint His Highness. I have ordered them to dig through Zhang Tan's past, but they haven't found anything suspicious."
Mingwei thought thoughtfully: "He is really a powerful person, and he doesn't show any trace of him."
Fu Jin asked curiously: "Miss Ming still suspects that there is something wrong with him?" Fu Jin believed in his own abilities, but he didn't even find out, so why wasn't Zhang Tan okay?
"Just think of it as intuition." Mingwei put on his cloak, "It's getting late, I'll go back first." (To be continued)