"Yes!" The person who came was a soldier, and what he delivered was a new piece of information. He sent it to Su Ziji and then retreated.
This broke the atmosphere just now, and Su Ziji was thoughtful.
Just now, not only Wen Xunpeng, but also himself felt it a little bit.
Su Ziji actually doesn't believe that Qi can form a dragon. This is actually very simple. Qi controls the body. To put it simply, only when you control an army can you have the shape of a tiger or a leopard.
Without military power, even if he is still in the second or third rank, he will only have loose energy and no form.
The same goes for officials and emperors. Any Taizu or emperor must become an emperor to have a dragon, not the other way around.
But just now, it did happen.
"The wonders of form and spirit can be achieved through fakeness?"
The information was contained in a sealed envelope. Su Ziji opened it thoughtfully, took out the envelope, unfolded it, and smiled after reading it.
"I see."
"Come and take a look." Su Ziji handed the information to Wen Xunpeng.
Wen Xunpeng quickly calmed down his emotions, suppressed all his thoughts just now, walked over, and took the information with both hands.
At this moment, he was a calm mastermind again.
"That's it!" Wen Xunpeng looked at the information carefully: "Not only Wu Wu, but also Chang Gu, Tian Yujia, Chen Fei and others!"
"There are ten people to choose from, but since ancient times, the only choice is death. Those who agree to die are not many!"
"One of them, Chen Fei, was dissatisfied and wanted to go to the Yamen to report the crime. He met a bandit on the way and was stabbed eleven times to death. His family members cried bitterly!"
"Not only did the Yamen officials not investigate the case, they suspected that the family members had died in a fight and detained his father and brother in prison!"
"Lord, the six counties are all under attack!"
This cannot be done by two people. It can be said that after seeing this information, the last missing piece of the matter under discussion has been put together. Wen Xunpeng understood the whole story and the entire content of the opponent's plan.
"Everyone is filling the countryside, and the soldiers are attacking with anger!" Wen Xunpeng glanced around with melancholy eyes, looking into the distance, and sighed: "Zhang Dai, are you going to die?"
"That's what I just thought of." Su Ziji said without much surprise, "The sacrifices are not just righteous men, but also loyal ministers!"
"It seems that the emperor wants to make a solid case that even the orphan can't stand up for!"
Su Ziji did not say this casually, but because Zhang Dai was disliked and disliked by officials, but even officials who did not want to work with Zhang Dai had to admit that Zhang Dai was an upright official, and an upright official who was loyal to the court.
This is a fact that no one can deny.
Among the people, Zhang Dai's reputation is even better. After all, the things Zhang Dai did in the past were things that ordinary people would not dare to do, and they are very popular.
In some places, there are opera troupes who have modified Zhang Dai's story and sung it into a drama.
Therefore, Zhang Dai is sometimes called Zhang Qingtian by some people.
The word "blue sky" seems to be the best evaluation of an official by ordinary people.
When someone is given this title, it is enough to illustrate that person's prestige among the people.
"The only thing worth debating is that the counties where Zhang Dai actually served as his parents don't think so!"
However, it only covers a few counties and does not affect the overall situation.
If, instead of sacrificing a righteous man, you sacrifice an upright official, a loyal minister, and a blue sky in the eyes of the people, you can achieve a rare effect.
When Wen Xunpeng heard this, he had already figured it out, but his heart sank: "What a vicious strategy!"
"Three generations of loyal men and women prayed for the people and killed upright officials who were known for their steadfastness. In the eyes of others, all of this was caused by your own willfulness, Grand Sun!"
"The Emperor is really unfathomable, and he is cruel to you to the core!"
Wen Xunpeng's back was soaked with sweat when he thought about the reversal of public opinion that would happen to Taisun if this plan came to fruition.
When I raised my head to see my grandson again, I found that my grandson was deep in thought and his expression was very calm, not like he was pretending.
Taisun's reaction made Wen Xunpeng heave a sigh of relief.
After Taisun learned about this incident, he reacted like this. Could it be that he already had a plan to deal with it?
Yes, although this strategy is poisonous, since the information is obtained in advance, then if Zhang Dai is directly prevented from being killed, nothing will happen?
It's too late to stop this from happening!
Just as he was thinking this, Taisun walked out as expected. Seeing him hesitating, he stopped his script and turned around: "Go, let's go to Zhang Dai's hotel."
Yes!
Taisun wants to take him to prevent Zhang Dai from being assassinated?
Wen Xunpeng immediately followed and said at the same time: "If we want to stop it immediately, we need to bring our own soldiers and force Zhang Dai..."
"No, why stop it?"
"I'm going alone. I'm just sending this upright official on his last journey... in a simple carriage."
As Taisun said, he had arrived in front of the small gate of the courtyard. Almost at the same time, both of them stopped.
The breeze blew slowly, and Wen Xunpeng's heart became depressed.
"Mr. Wen!" Su Ziji looked up at the tree crown for a long time and said slowly: "Zhang Dai is a man who has nothing to say in the Qing Dynasty, but he cannot serve as a government official, so he can only support him and impeach him for his conduct."
"From the bottom of my heart, I hate it, but I also admire it!"
"In order to regulate the officialdom, we must give him a good death!"
Wen Xunpeng listened carefully. He didn't think that the grandson was still saying pretentious words at this time.
Hearing Taisun calm down, he said: "...but this is based on the fact that Zhang Dai is not an enemy of Gu and does not want to unseat Gu."
Hearing this, Wen Xunpeng was horrified: "Do you think he is a dead soldier?"
To frame the grandson with death.
"almost!"
Su Ziji said melancholy: "Fang Xi and Yu Lu are too young, it's not difficult to fall into a trap!"
"No matter how upright Zhang Dai is, he has been an official for decades. He has been involved in many major cases, but he has always escaped unscathed. If you say that he doesn't know anything about contingency, I don't believe it!"
"Now, does he really have no idea about this situation?"
"If he knew it, his heart would be put to death!"
What he heard was unexpected and reasonable. Sweat broke out on Wen Xunpeng's forehead. Indeed, Zhang Dai was old. If there was a tacit understanding, he would die in exchange for a lifetime of reputation, not to mention being remembered in history.
It is not difficult to figure out how to protect one's descendants.
It's just that most people don't expect this. It's too unexpected. But seeing that the grandson has already gone out, it's hard to say anything more.
It is difficult for anyone to match Wen Xunpeng's own ingenuity, but now, both his grandfather and grandson are unexpectedly surprised from time to time.
Is this what Tianjia is like?
The place where they were staying was not far from Zhang Dai's hotel. As they stayed just now and now they were leaving, the oxcart was already prepared.
Su Ziji took Wen Xunpeng onto the bullock cart, and the people following him were all cavalry. They were all Su Ziji's personal soldiers in the palace, wearing armor, but the number was not large, only eight!
Looking at this posture, I really wanted to "send off".
In fact, even if you want to stop the righteous soldiers from killing the officials, you don't need too many people.
But what Taisun said just now still echoed in Wen Xunpeng's ears.
Is Zhang Dai destined to die this time?
But even if Zhang Dai had ulterior motives, with his own knowledge, he still had to stop it and buy time - if he died, what good would it do to his grandson?
This is something Wen Xunpeng hasn't figured out yet. A righteous man is a righteous man, and the person who was killed was also a well-known and honest official. Wouldn't the grandson who was still alive become a living target?
Hundreds of officials are criticizing, and the government and the public are furious. This plan is vicious, and the emperor is in the middle to direct it. It is not easy to break the situation. Is there another way to reverse this very bad situation? The grandson will not change the emperor.
His plan, watching it being implemented, or even going to see it with his own eyes?
As soon as Su Ziji got on the bullock cart, he closed his eyes to rest and stopped talking.
Even though Wen Xunpeng had many questions, he did not dare to wake up his grandson and ask him. He could only hold it in, maybe he would understand it when the time came.
Since Taisun is so confident, he has nothing to worry about.
But even after understanding this, Wen Xunpeng's face still flashed a trace of worry.