After a long time, lanterns were hung up in the courtyard outside. Ma Youliang came back and saw an official in the hall, but he did not speak.
"The reports from the southwest are generally like this."
The speaker I know is a fifth-rank official, Zhang Min. He is about thirty years old. He has an elegant temperament. He can read at first glance. It is still hot in autumn. His official uniform is lined with snow-white lining. He is meticulous. He handed the document in his hand to the King of Shu and said:
"Southwest China says it has been pacified, but the fundamentals inside have not changed."
"The chieftain still holds great power, but the local government is suppressing it and hoping to get it done slowly."
"That's all. The new king of Yingguo seems to be not good either. As soon as he came to the throne, he attacked two nearby countries without following orders. He annexed the territory and divided the counties into counties. His strength has increased a lot. Maybe I should remind the emperor."
"Oh?" The King of Shu was startled, suddenly changed his mind, then calmed down, and said to Zhang Min: "What you came here to remind is, in this case, you go back first and get more rest."
"Then I will leave first." Zhang Min stood up: "But the Mid-Autumn Festival lantern viewing period is approaching, something happened last year, and the people involved almost took off their black gauze hats - I still have to take a look."
He bowed and left. When he was far away, Ma Youliang bowed and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have been there, and the Prime Minister has given me a reply."
As he spoke, Ma Youliang presented two things with both hands.
The same thing is the jade pendant given by the King of Shu just now, but it is no longer a complete piece, only half a piece is left. Depending on the situation, the complete jade pendant has a hidden mechanism and can be divided into two. Zhao Xu sent the half back, but Ma Youliang did not dare
Think deeply about its meaning.
Another thing, it was just a letter with a blank cover. The King of Shu took it and pulled it out, and only wrote a few words on it.
"Sniper Ling's death was due to merit or fault?"
There is only this half word on the blank letter paper.
The King of Shu frowned slightly, and was startled for a moment. He glanced at Ma Youliang, who was still standing respectfully in front of him. He did not read the letter, but said warmly: "Mr. Ma, thank you for your hard work this time."
How could Ma Youliang dare to take the word "hard work" seriously? He quickly said respectfully: "This is a matter for a humble minister."
"It's getting late. Sir, please go and have a rest. We will discuss matters tomorrow and then invite you to the Little Flower Hall." With that said, the King of Shu asked Ma Youliang to leave.
After Ma Youliang left, the King of Shu paid attention to the scenery in the courtyard, but frowned and wandered in the study for a while, then took a breath and said outside the door: "Go to the library and get the "History of Meng and Jin"."
"Yes." A guard responded and left.
Soon, the guard came in respectfully holding a wooden box.
"Your Majesty, the "History of Meng and Jin" are all here." the guard said.
"History of Meng and Jin" contains a lot of content, but there is only one official history, and the rest are stories of confusion between fish and dragons recorded by unofficial historians or non-official historians.
Just because the royal family of the Jin Dynasty was named Meng. Although it died in six generations, each generation was very short. The longest was only more than thirty years, and the shortest was only a few years. Most of the emperors had brain problems.
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There is something wrong with the brain here. It's not an exaggeration, it's a fact.
According to later generations' speculation, most of the royal family of the Jin Dynasty had a kind of bipolar disorder, and they liked to kill people when they were ill.
"Sniper Ling's death was due to merit or fault?"
The Sniper Ling here is not mentioned much in the official history. He is just a prince who mysteriously died suddenly at the age of nineteen. He was the favorite youngest son of the third emperor of the Jin Dynasty during his lifetime. He was the daughter of the empress. He was smart and smart since he was a child.
He is a child prodigy. When he was twelve years old, he followed the emperor to worship heaven and earth. Later, he made great contributions at a young age. He was good at writing books and making plans in military affairs. At the age of seventeen, he helped the general repel the invaders.
He is also more quick-witted and has solved cases for the people when he was out. He has a good reputation among the people.
If he had not died at the age of nineteen, it is hard to say who the next emperor would be.
However, in the unofficial history, someone secretly wrote such a sentence, pointing out that the death of this smart prince may not have been caused by other royal brothers as some people speculated, but by the emperor himself.
Because although this little prince was very popular with the emperor when he was a child, he had a noble mother's family, his status as a direct descendant, and some flattery from the people as he grew older, which caused the emperor who originally loved him to gradually become wary of him.
Or because they were worried that if he lived to be twenty years old, he would threaten his status, he would take advantage of the onset of the disease to kill him.
When the first assistant replied this sentence, what was he trying to remind?
The King of Shu turned to this page, looked at this historical story, looked at it, pondered for a while, and suddenly understood what the other party meant, and after a long time he smiled to himself.
"That's right. With the eyes of my father, how can we not see that King Dai is developing rapidly? Do you need others to remind you? I'm afraid that the more you remind me, the more conspicuous you will be, and you will end up inferior."
"The key to the matter now is not the intensity of our attack, but what the father thinks and does he want to contain the next king?"
"Of course, violent attacks may not be effective. There must be an introduction to things. Just the right twist is enough. As long as... we give our father a reason..."
"And you can also see clearly my father's attitude."
"Zhao Xu, an old man, does have some abilities, but it's a pity that human relationships are indispensable."
Thinking of this, the King of Shu thought again: "In this case, is the heat too low?"
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately summoned someone and ordered: "Go and ask our people to praise Dai Wang among the people. Remember, you must make people feel that this world must be inherited by Dai Wang. Do you understand?"
"Yes! Let's do it, little one!" Although this person didn't quite understand what he meant, he was obedient and loyal enough to immediately follow his words.
The King of Shu thought again that it was not enough to flatter the people. He also had to gather his own people, both among officials and in the court, to build momentum for the king. When the heat was high, he would use people who were not embarrassed or embarrassed.
An impeachment provides a fuse.
"As for ourselves, if we want to get away completely, it goes against common sense. We also need to make a concession to let the old man scold us for peace of mind."
"I've been very busy with the discussions these days." The King of Shu looked at the courtyard with his hands behind his hands and suddenly smiled.
As the saying goes, one autumn rain and another cold.
The weather was still a bit hot at first, but after two consecutive autumn rains, the breeze blew, and pedestrians on the road obviously put on more clothes, and couldn't help but speed up their pace when walking.
Royal Palace·Royal Study Room
Despite the luxury of the palace, which is covered with bright yellow curtains, cloisters and aisles, and in front of the main door, there are forty or fifty people in the palace. They are all bright-eyed and white-toothed, but in fact, for some reason, it is cold and cold. Only the place where the emperor would stay has been
The warm fragrance fills the air, and you don't know what is being burned. It makes people feel slightly tipsy just by being in it.
Ma Shunde stood guard and read the book with a dull face. He almost lost his mind several times and had to grit his teeth to concentrate.
"...Share my worries?" The emperor closed his eyes to rest. After a long time, he suddenly heard a sentence and glanced at Ma Shunde with half-closed eyes.