The wild Taoist didn't know what Su Ziji was thinking, so he smiled after hearing this: "My lord, this is a very good result. Under the righteousness, everyone is a spy and it is normal."
"Now, my lord has at least gained a group of trustworthy manpower."
"And when the critical moment comes, there is actually no need for so many people. Maybe one thousand households or six hundred households can make it happen."
Even the emperor cannot hold all the military power in his hands. Even in the Habayashi Guards, isn't there only a group of people who are loyal to the emperor?
What if the emperor who has been in charge of the dynasty for so many years is like this, let alone the emperor's grandson who has only been recognized for a few years? It is quite impressive to have such results.
Su Ziji was actually just sighing with emotion, not that he couldn't accept this result.
It is used when there are many people, and it is used when there are few people.
Su Ziji nodded: "These people, please let Wen Xunpeng come and show mercy..."
After a pause, he added: "There are still guests who have come to congratulate me. I also want to write a letter to ask for advice one by one. You come with me."
Su Ziji turned around and walked out. The Taoist man put away the paper with the name on it and followed him out.
Su Ziji walked all the way to the study, went in, pointed to a drawer of the bookcase, and said, "Take the letters in there and deliver them to me one by one."
The wild Taoist responded, opened the drawer, and found that the drawer was filled with letters, at least hundreds of them. Judging from the handwriting on the envelopes, they were all written by the lord himself.
This is a big project, the wild Taoist thought to himself.
The wild Taoist put all the letters in a basket and carried them out at once.
As soon as he went out, he saw Wen Xunpeng drinking tea in the small hall, and Jian Qu and Cen Rubai were also sitting together.
"Everyone, you are here at the right time. I have a mission to hand out." The wild Taoist tilted the basket and watched everyone in a daze at the pile of letters poured out of the basket.
"So many letters?" Cen Rubai looked surprised after coming back to his senses. After flipping through it a few times, he was even more surprised, "Are they all letters written by His Highness?"
"Yes, these are all letters written by the Lord." The wild Taoist sighed. Seeing that several people seemed to have something to ask, he added, "If you are curious, you can take out a few letters and read them."
He can make the decision on this point, and Su Ziji also mentioned it.
"Master, allow us to read the letter?" Wen Xunpeng was a little confused.
"Yes, you can all see it. My Lord has nothing to hide."
As soon as the wild Taoist said these words, Wen Xunpeng was not pretentious. He flipped through it and pulled out the letter in front of him. The cover of the letter said that the recipient was Zhou Licheng. This was a return letter to Zhou Licheng. When he opened the letter and looked at it, he found that the recipient was Zhou Licheng.
What is written above is very simple and very formulaic.
It's just a few simple greetings. Most of the return letters have a routine pattern. If you don't want to follow the routine, you can also write it in a very literary and elegant way. But judging from the content of this letter, Taisun has no intention of taking the literary and elegant route.
It's just mediocre content.
The only thing worthy of praise is probably the writing. It is indeed the writing of a master, but the content is not interesting.
However, as he continued to look back, Wen Xunpeng was slightly startled.
"This is……"
At the end, the topic changed and I asked one thing: "The ancient etiquette and laws regulate the behavior. If you have doubts and have a banquet, how can you set it up according to the ancient system?"
Lord, what does this mean?
Although it is not strange to ask such a question, after all, Zhou Licheng is the Minister of Guanglu Temple, and he is responsible for such things. Asking the Minister of Guanglu Temple about the details of the banquet is the right person.
But the question is, does the Lord need to ask about such a trivial matter personally?
Even if it was just a question that was mentioned in passing, there seemed to be nothing strange about it. Maybe it was just a greeting or two. But when Wen Xunpeng saw this, he still couldn't restrain his frown and read it carefully again.
"No, that's not right."
Wen Xunpeng felt that there must be something wrong with this matter.
Because of this doubt in my heart, I took out another letter, this one was addressed to Uncle Zhennan. I took out the envelope and looked at it, and found that the contents were exactly the same.
Of course, everyone who receives the letter will only think that the grandson is too polite to know that the contents of the two consecutive letters are actually the same.
Looking down, Wen Xunpeng's eyes fell on the end of the letter.
At the end of the letter, the topic changed and as expected, he asked another small question. Since it was written to Uncle Zhennan, this time he asked about the customs and customs of a place that Uncle Zhennan had visited.
If you weren't suspicious, if you just read it this way, you would think that Taisun was just giving a simple greeting and using a topic to chat naturally.
Even the questions asked had nothing to do with government affairs, and no noble courtier, no matter how vigilant, would dare to reply.
But Wen Xunpeng's body was already frozen there.
Once I thought too much, but twice, could it be a coincidence?
What if the third letter, the fourth letter... what if these letters that I saw had the same content?
But the question is, what does it mean if this pattern is fixed?
Could it be that writing this way is some kind of code?
After writing it, what can people guess about it?
Or is this a hint?
What else?
You can't just write like this casually, right? Others write casually, and he believes it, but the lord also writes like this, but it is hard to believe that the lord, who is the grandson of the grandson, would waste time like this, writing casually and trying to get close to others.
"Old Jian, you are responsible for delivering these." Pulling out some letters to Jian Qu, the wild Taoist said with a smile.
Jian Qu nodded: "Okay."
The wild Taoist pulled out a bunch of them very simply and crudely and said to Cen Rubai: "Old Cen, these are yours."
Cen Rubai had long been accustomed to the character of a wild Taoist and nodded: "Leave it to me."
The rest are naturally the wild Taoist and Wen Xunpeng.
The two people who were assigned first saw that there were dozens of letters assigned to them. If they wanted to deliver them, they wanted to finish them within a few days, but it would take a lot of effort, so they didn't delay anymore and just took the letters first.
gone.
Wen Xunpeng had just read the second letter and was immersed in his own thoughts. When he looked up again, he found that he and the wild Taoist were the only ones left in the room.
"Old Wen, these remaining letters are from you and me. However, don't worry about these. You can go out with me for a walk first."
The wild Taoist said and motioned to follow him out.
Wen Xunpeng's head was a little bloated at the moment. He thought it would be a good thing to go out to enjoy the cold wind, so he followed him out.
When he followed him out, he actually had another thought, that is, his shock just now was probably seen by this colleague.
Different from them, the wild Taoists were the first people to follow Taisun, and they were his first-class ministers. If Taisun had any secrets that they didn't know, this colleague might not know them.
And when my attitude just now fell into the eyes of this colleague, I didn't know what the colleague planned to say to me.
When Wen Xunpeng went out, he was mentally prepared.
Unexpectedly, after the two of them went out, they just walked around.
After walking for a while, he saw a servant carrying a food box. Only then did the wild man say, "Let's go, follow him."
The servant may have known that someone was following him, but because he was a wild man, he didn't react when he noticed it, and just walked ahead.
Wen Xunpeng had more doubts in his heart. For example, where was the servant going with the food box? What did the wild Taoist ask him to see when he followed him?
But he didn't say anything, and silence followed.
After a while, the person carrying the food box arrived at a remote courtyard.
The scope of Taisun Mansion is very large, and some places are considered forbidden areas. Wen Xunpeng has never been there, and he doesn't know what these places are for.
It wasn't until I followed the wild Taoist into the courtyard and saw the guards holding knives in the courtyard, combined with the atmosphere, that I suddenly realized that this was actually the private prison of Taisun Mansion? We provide you with the fastest updates and free reading.